The Patient

By: tori_wants_u@hotmail.com

my mother and i just moved in with my grandmother because of some problems with her boyfriend. my grandmothers house is very big with 5 bedrooms upstairs and 2 downstairs. she lives with her new husband joe who's wife had dies some years ago while his kids were in high school (they are now in there 40's). anyway my grandparents room is downstairs and my mother and i's room is upstairs right next to each other.
one day i ewnt out with my friends to do a little bit of shopping and my mother had told me to be home by 5:30 because i had to babysit my little brother and sister becuase my mom had to be at work by six for her 12 hour shift. my grandparents were away at there cabin for a month so they couldnt watch them. when my friends mom drove me home at about 9:30. i was scared because my mom will sumtimes not go to work if im not home on time. so as we came up to the country house i looked to see if my moms bedroom light was on indicating that she was home, it was and someone was pulling her curtains shut. i told my friends that i was going to be in trouble because my mother didnt go to work and they apologized for keeping me to late. as i opened the door to my house i got the chills down my back as i noticed a note on the door. it was from my little sister saying my brother was being a brat so she had called her grandma to come and get her and she had taken mitchel. i found this weird since i swear i saw my mother in her room. i then began to think that mabe someone else was in the house with me so i grabbed a kitchen knife and my dog and headed up the stairs which are so well put together that they make no sound if you want to tip toe up them. as i neared the top i looked around the corner to my mothers room and the door was wide open and no lights were on what soever i ran to her room and flicked the light switch on. no one was in there! but it was very cold and i could feel someone watching me. i turned the light off and went downstairs. as i sat there with the tv on all i could think of was what might be upstairs, i decided not to dwell on it and that i might ahve just fooled myself into seeing sumthing there. a couple minutes into my show i heard a big bang from directly above me which was my moms room. i again mustered up my courage and grabbed my knife and dog and headed back upstairs. once again her light was off and when i turned it on there was nuthing out of the ordinary so i look at the rest of the rooms to see if anything fell over and found nothing. i then went back downstairs and went to bed in my grandparents room. the next day when my mother got home i told her what had happened. she told me that when she was upstairs one day while i was at school the dog started parking histarically at the ceiling. knowing we have to attic for little animals to get into she ran downstairs frightened. she also told me that my grandmothers new husbands old wife had cancer and that she had suffered many years the bedroom my mother now has. she died in the hospital but still comes back. i can feel her watching me as i write this story to you. she knows what im doing and just slammed my mothers door. i hope this will give me a higher respect with her now that she knows i can feel her and understand what she went through alone. thnk you for reading my story.


Our Ghosts

By: pony1@westpa.net

HI in my house we have a ghost it's a man I believe about in his sixty's. The first encounter started when we lived in are house for about two months. My grandmother was siting in a chair reading a book and my father doing something though I'm not sure what I was only two or three at the time. Well as my grandmother read the book she could hear my tricycle on are front porch now please keep in mind we have an enclosed porch. The tricycle was rolling back in fourth on are porch squeaking. My dad and grandmother had fought I had got out of bed and was out on the porch so my father opened the front porch door and I was not out there and the tricycle was on the other end of the porch not were my father had put it. Another incident happened when my older sister was in are living room everyone was in bed she then fell asleep on the couch. My sister woke up and standing there looking down at her was a man she said you could not see him because it was so dark. All I remember is waking up and my sister screaming her head off! I got out of bed and went into my parents room my sister was jumping on my parents bed yelling and screaming though I don't remember what she was screaming. My dad kept asking her whats wrong? Whats wrong? I have never seen my sister that scared in her life and untill this day my sister will not sleep in the downstairs alone or be in are home alone. I have exspearenced him to. One day my mom was at work and I decided to clean the house for her. I had just finished the living room and decided to do the kitchen. I was vacuming the floor and I turned over and I saw someone standing there but I just saw his shoes he was wearing these boots. I jumped and yelled who jeese! and he was gone at first I fought maybe it was just the cat but then I relized come on the cat? I don't think the cat wears boots. And I used to be homeschooled and I remember siting at are kitchen table doing school work and I swaer to God my I could feel my hair being played with slowly being picked up and droped and I would touch the back of my hair because it's a bit anoying when you feel your hair being played with. I allso have had things of mine go up misingand are house has been looked over many times for the items but we have not found any of them. The reason I know it is a man is because the woman that sold my parents the house her husband died in the back yard and he loved this house or so I'm told I think he is just trying to make sure it's taken care of. there are many other incidents but I think I will stop hear.


Homeland Haunting

By: laurie_hallberg@sbcglobal.net

GG Grandfather built "early prairie" style home on Indian Grant Land in NE Oklahoma.  My mom and dad have reported water faucets and lights going on/off. This past weekend, we were talking about him in the living room and a cup flew off the kitchen table onto the floor. Nothing scary, just interesting.  He's family.  I have always felt a presence.  Richard Henry Crotzer 1858-1945.  He told MY grandmother that he remembers soldiers marching in the streets of Terre Haute Indiana for the Civil War.
When I was younger, I remember seeing an "orb" floating around in the kitchen and into the living room even before I knew what an orb was.  This house was built around 1900-1908.  There was a cabin on the property then Grandpa built the kitchen as a "summer kitchen" then the rest of the house was added on later.  Upstairs, you are immediately in the first room, then walk thru the second room to get to the 3rd room.   There were 7 or 8 children.  GG Grandma, Fanny Todd, died in 1918 during the Great Influenza epidemic.  She was registered as a 1/4 indian, but was more than likely close to, if not, full blooded Loyal Shawnee of Kansas.




My Wall

By: sparkling_gem@hotmail.co.uk

hello i just wanted to tell you my encounter with ghosts.
I was watching a real horror movie with my brother but know the movie is band (thats how horrifying it is) i went to go to sleep when i saw this blueish face on my wall, from the start i knew it was a ghost. i was really really cold, it was about 12.00 this face stayed till 6.00am. Probably because my mum came to my room. I did tell her about it she said it was my imagination but i knew she knew it was true. This face i saw was blueish greyish, it was a man with a grin on his face and red eyes. I told my friend who was older than me it this time. (i was 11 years old) she was 19. The real scary bit was that she seen EXATLY the same ghost on a tree. This house that i lived in was pretty old and looked like it been there in world war 1 or 2 because there was a basement which was where the people hid. My brother and mum saw quite alot of freaky things in this house. one other storie :
My brother was in my bedroom speaking to my cousin when suddently he saw two eyes lookin at him which was right infront of him. He ran downstairs when whatever the thing was pushed him down. Gladly he didnt get hurt, but my mum encounterd something aswell but that seemed as if the ghost was really friendly.  We have gladly moved out of the house and the house that i lived before that was really freaky aswell.


Personal Haunting in Massachusetts

By: alycia274@aol.com


I am from Norton, Massachusetts. I lived in a house on a street which was definetly haunted. The house was about 220 years old or so. It was the home to a family known as the Whites. The family had a wealthy judge who lived there and he even had a personal sidewalk made that lead to the trainstation near the center of town. (which is longer in use) We moved out but we still own the house. The house had an eerie feeling and a dirt basement that we all disliked going into. There were instances of the Tvs going on and off and showers and such but more often than not we heard footsteps and one night distinct Whistling but myself and a friend were the only ones home. A whisk once flew out of the sink when my back was turned. Many times the cats would spazz out in my bedroom and they would run out and i went in and books were on the ground. It creeps me out just writing this email. I never felt that they were bad. Just trying to be known of their presence. As a child living there I saw a mans shadow. My father came from NY to visit and he stood in the driveway looking up at the upstairs window and said he saw 2 children. The house has 14 acres of land and to the right there is the family cemetary. The house once had a stable and multiple sheds which burned and were taken down. The house is definetly creepy for those who arent used to it. But I just figured Id share my stories with you.

My House Experiences

By:  dorion@cccb.ca


Hi, My name is Marc and I used to live in a haunted house for about 10 years.
I know it was haunted because all members of my family had the same feeling and saw some things. It all started when I was about 6 years old. We moved to this house in a small town in Quebec. The house was an older home, about 60-70 years of age.
I will tell you a little about how the house was divided so you know exactly where you are situated when I tell the story. First you came in the front entrance, on your left you had the stairway going to the second level, on you right you had the living room. Then you walked about 10 feet and you had the kitchen and the dining room. On your left you had the door to the basement and right beside it, the door to go in the back yard.
For the second level you came up the stairs and you had the bathroom on your left, right in front of you was my parent’s room and then on your right you had the guest room and at the end of the hall you had my room.
Ok like I said, it all started when I was 6. I used to play ball with a little boy about my age and a young woman (I’d say about 25) in my room. We had fun and I was never scared or anything, I always felt loved and safe in that room. It lasted about 3 years, I saw them every day and it became routine. When my sister was born, they put her in that room and put me in the guest room. Everything was good until about 2 years after I got in my “new room”, I started to have this uneasy feeling like I was about to be sick every once in awhile but as soon as I got out of the room, the feeling subsided. In the meantime, my sister who was in my old room started talking alone and smiling when looking at nothing and stuff like that. When my parents asked her whom she was talking to she told them a little boy and a woman. They started to believe me a little bit more.
Anyways, getting back to me, my parents were away for a few days and I really didn’t want to stay in the house alone so I had 4 friends to sleep over. The second night we went to bed at around 11pm. At 2:30am we all wake up to 6 loud thumping sounds coming from downstairs. We all look to each other and I said: did you guys hear what I heard? . Everyone responded yes. We all find something to protect ourselves with and went downstairs to find. …Absolutely nobody. Everything was at it was when we went to bed. Weird! Anyways while we were walking towards the stairs to go back to the room, the basement door opened and slammed really hard. We all jumped and ran to the kitchen to get knives in case there really was someone in the house. We went to open he door to the basement when this same sickening feeling as in the room came over us all and then there was this smell of eggs and cabbage. We decided to go down in the basement and when we got down there, there was nothing. We were almost sh**ting ourselves. We all started to go back upstairs when the lights started to turn on and off and the TV went on by itself and the door to the laundry room opened and shut several times and at the same time we all saw and heard the same thing, 4 big human-like shadows and a really deep and “broken” voice that said COME HERE! Of course we all ran outside and went to my friends house but we all still had that sickening feeling for about 2 days. When my parents came back I told them all about it but they didn’t believe me of course. I then said that I wasn’t going to stay in that house anymore so I went to live with my grandmother not far away. SHE believed me! She said she had a bad feeling about that house. All in all, it took 1 year, a divorce and a lot of frightening apparitions for my parents to get out of that house. To this day they don’t want to tell me what they saw. When I talk to them about it they say that they can’t talk about it and they turn white as a ghost (no pun intended) and they start shaking, literally. My dad owned the house for about 3 years after that but rented it to people. In 3 years, there were 12 tenants in the house. Now that I am older, I want to go back there with infrared cameras and EMF detectors and EVP equipment to try to capture something on film or on audio.
Thanks for the opportunity to share my Encounters. I have more to share also.





The French Office

By: Anonymous
                              

My younger sister and I have both experienced ghostly encounters at our school on separate occasions. My recap of the story is this:
I go to an after-school care program in the library. When I leave, I always go upstairs to put my running shoes back in the hallway beside my fifth-grade classroom. On this particular occasion, I saw a strange movement in the French Office out of the corner of my eye. (The French Office is just down the hall from my classroom.) Papers on the desk were rustling in a way only a human(or ghost) hand could move them. Stranger still, a glowing blue orb-like thing was hovering over the desk. A loud bang sounded. I thought that my shoe had fallen off the shelf, so I looked around behind me, but nothing was out of the ordinary back there. I turned back toward the office. The chair beside the desk was tipped over, and was being lifted up by unseen hands. The bang sounded again as the chair tipped again. Then the orb disappeared, just as suddenly as it had appeared.
My sister had a similar encounter:
She was going upstairs to see if I was there as she often did. When she turned to the French office, something caught her eye. A light was on, although not plugged in! Then a blue wavy object flashed on and off on the ceiling. After flashing twice, it stopped. The Tweety Bird bobblehead on the desk began to move back and forth, then fell over. It seemed to be lifted up again by unseen hands.





My Year Long Experience

By: Anonymous 

I lived in a house when I was about 12 years old that to this day, myself as well as everyone else in my family are convinced that is haunted.  We moved there from a house up the street because it was bigger.  It was a tri level home with two bedrooms, and a bathroom on the top level, the kitchen and the living room on the main level, then two other bedrooms and another bathroom on the garden level.  It also had a finished 1/2 basement that we used as
our main gathering area for the family.    Mine and my brothers' rooms were
on the garden level, and my mom and dads rooms were on the top level, at the time my uncle was living with us as well, so he was in the other room on the top level with my parents. My first experience was when I woke to my cat growling, hissing and scratching at my legs under the blankets, as I lifted the blankets, he relieved himself all over the bed, and me shot out of the bed and the room never to return.  I would wake during the night to see small white almost fairy-like figures dancing in and out of the mirror I had hanging on the wall next to my bed, I would also hear things in my closet.
like something was moving back and forth in the small space, almost like it was trapped, and was trying to find a way out.  I was a little braver than most at the time, so I would jump up and open the doors, and there wouldn't be anything there.  I never spoke of any of this to my parents.  I thought for sure that they wouldn't believe me.  They figured the cat just freaked out because I had rolled over on top of him or something.  Then my brother would wake up crying during the night, and would want to come in and sleep with me, his room was right next to mine.  He would tell me that he felt that something had been sitting on his chest, and when he cried out it would go away.  He said things would move around in his room, and often felt that something would tap him on his head while he was asleep.  My brother and I suffered this alone for almost 8 months before I had overheard my parents talking about how they thought we had a ghost.  When I heard this I ran into the room and told them everything.  My parents were waking up during the night feeling like something was walking on them in their bed.  I would wake up crying during the night from a bad dream and she would lay there and listen to whispers, almost like a radio that wasn't quite in tune.  She had a friend that she worked with who was into the paranormal, and she asked her about it all and she had explained to her that the ghost was pacing the house, and my mom and dads bed was laying in it's path, and that it had probably been the reason for my cat to freak out.  My mom and dad moved their bed and didn't feel it anymore, unfortunately, there really wasn't much of anything that my brother and I could do but try to be strong.  Over the next 4 months lights would go off and on, my cat wouldn't even come into the house anymore, and my uncle moved out, and to this day, he refuses to speak about what happened to him (he works in a cemetery if that explains his nerves).  My mom and dad couldn't put the family through any more and moved everyone out to a safer house.  They were worried about it following us to our next residence, as I was just starting puberty at the time, the medium that my mother worked with explained to her that young girls just starting puberty were attractive to the ghosts, and that could be why we were having such a hard time, and that we needed to be prepared for what could happen if we moved.  That was 20 years ago, and we haven't experienced anything out of the ordinary since we lived in that house.




Could have been my Imagination


By: Bobbie.Joe.Lozano@AlaskaAir.com

I guess I will start by saying I love your site and was really excited to find it and I must have read hundreds of stories around Halloween last year. Now I consider myself a level headed person who believes that some things out there just cannot be explained and maybe shouldn't be because it would no longer be interesting. Well one day I was home by myself and I had just jumped in the shower to get ready to pick up the kiddies from school. I was in mid-shampoo when I heard three very clear knocks on the door. I froze and was scared since I knew I was the only one home.  I didn't know what to do, all kinds of thoughts were running threw my head like may be someone broke in and just wanted to let me know they were there, even though it sounds insane now I thought it could be the only explanation for the knocking. After a minute of standing in the shower I just told myself I was hearing things, knowing I was not, I just decided to act like it didn't happen. I finished in the shower and after what seemed like a long time took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom. I fully expected someone to be in the house or find that things were missing, but no one was in the house and nothing was missing. I told my friends at work the next day and they just laughed it off and told me it was my imagination because I had been reading so many of the stories on your website.
I know what happened was real but I do wonder if I brought it on myself. I still live in the same place and nothing weird has ever happened again which in a way I am glad. I just thought I would put this out there to get it off my chest.
Thanks again for just having such a great site.




Ghost Attack

By: brendajnb@yahoo.com

My name is Brenda,I was reading a story the shadowlands page called attaced by a ghost,and I decided to tell my story that is almost the same. The truth is I was shocked to read the story because the almost exact same thing happened to me. This happened this past February, my husband and I were driving to Houston Tx. We live in Brownsville Tx 6 hours away. Anyway we arrived in Houston about 1:15 am and we rented a hotel room. I remember being so tired so I practically fell asleep quickly. I don't remember what time it was but I could almost be sure not alot of time had passed since I fell asleep. I'm thinking it was 3 am. Anyway I was asleep and I am 100 percent sure that I was asleep because I still remember what I was dreaming. As I am asleep dreaming I suddenly feel something heavy sit on top of my chest, this automatically woke me up I could hardly see anything because it was very dark, but I could feel a presence and like a shadow on top of me triying to choke me and hit me. I was very scared and could not breathe. And I'm trying to struggle with it but I can't. I tried to scream my husband's name but nothing comes out of my mouth which scares me even more. I felt my husband next to me but he could not feel that I was kicking and moving. BY this time I was very frightened so I started praying, asking GOD to help me. As soon as I started praying I just felt a relief as if whatever was attacking me moved from top of me. I was so scared that I could not go back to sleep. I was just there so scared to open my eyes. The weird thing is I've always heard that when you feel a presence you feel vey cold, in my case I felt very hot, what I'm thinking is that what ever was there was very evil. But I'm not finished yet, the next day when my husband wakes up I tell him what happened and insist that I was dreaming, that we were tired from tha road that it was my imagination. I could not convince him it was not a dream but I did convince him to change hotels. The hotel room number we were in was 220 where this happened to me. Well we go to another hotel about a block away and when I'm registering the girl gets ready to give me my key she gives me room # 220. Needless to say I got frightened and started crying. The girl shocked asked what was wrong I just let her know I did not want that room number. So she gave me another one but I just thought that was so weird. But to this day I am positive it was not a dream and I am terrified of sleeping alone or with the lights off. I even slept with a bible on top of my chest for a while. People actually believe me now what they tell me is that it was just a demon trying to attack me. I don't know why this happened to me, but since that day nothing else has happened to me. i was very frightened. I just thought I'd share my story with you.

2 Unexplained Stories

By: Anonymous

I have two unexplained stories i would like to share with you.
My grandmother passed away two years ago. She was great and we connected very well. We had a good relationship and when we were together we would always talk. Both of us shared a great interest in ghost stories. Although i never had any person stories to share with her, she had her share to tell me and to freak me out. My grandmother, my mother and I would always catch ourselves sitting at my gram's dining room table telling freaky stories. One day, when i was probably 11 i flat out told my grandmother and my mother that if they passed away, i did not want them to come back and see me as a ghost, that they could come back in a dream or something but i didnt want to be haunted (just becuase i get to freaked out by this kind of stuff). The night that my grandmother passed was an awful night. My house was filled with relatives and we were all deeply upset. I was to sleep in my parents room on the floor becuase there were to many relatives taking over the house. That night i woke up twice. The first time i woke up and i felt unbelievably sad and cold (It was the middle of June and the weather was way to hot). I couldnt stop feeling cold yet i was covered in blankets. The next thing i remember was feeling someone vividly putting their arms around me, and i then felt warm and this feeling of unbelievable happiness. This feeling instantly put me back to sleep. I woke up one more time in the middle of the night with the same feeling, and again i got the same response. I still believe to this day that this was my grandmothers way of reaching me, in a way that i would not freak out, but help ease my pain.
I live in a really small town, not to many cars and everyone lets their dogs pretty much run free becuase they dont go to far. I had a big black lab named Jack. Him and my other dog had just been let out and it was a cold night. They werent out very long when a man pulled up to my house. I was upstairs on the computer and my mom was sleeping. My brother answered the door and started to scream. The man had told my brother that both of our dogs had been hit and one was not doing good at all. We immediately rushed outside, i not knowing what to do ( Jack was my baby) ran down the road half dressed. When i got there my brother was already there, he had been with Jack when he was still alive but when i arrived he wasnt. My other dog was missing and thought to be dead as well. (Come to find out she ran away becuase she was so spooked and came back two days later.) My family was torn. These two dogs were such a big part of our life. That night, we all went to bed in our own rooms. In the middle of the night i woke up to this pain on my legs. Still being half asleep i yelled, "Jack get off of me" and kicked my legs out. Not even thinking, the pain went away and i went back to bed. Not even 5 minutes later again i awoke to a pain on my legs, as if a dog (not two but one) were laying on my legs. When i thought about this i became very scared and rushed into my parents room. The odd thing is that Jack always slept iwth me on my legs, and i was always kicking him off becuase he hurt me. THe next day i told my parents and my dad became horrified. He too had woken up more than once to a pain on his legs which felt like an animal sleeping on him. We were scared, but very releived that Jack was still with us.




Dad's House is Haunted

By: with6swans@yahoo.com

My dads house is haunted, well only the upstairs hallway. my house is set up funny. The downstairs has a concrete cell like room ( parents smoking room),a kitchen a living room, one bedroom and a sort of tea room.the tea room is altered into my parents bedroom and my baby brother sleeps in the downstairs bedroom, they never hear anything.as soon as you walk into the living room, to your right is the stairs.As you reach the top of the stairs you have to make a left sort of wrap around . the only bathroom in the house is upstairs.as I stand now im looking to my left and down the stairs.directly in front of me is my sisters room, and to the left, right outside the door is a small door to the attic on the left wall. A walkway about 2 ft long leads up to it, this is above the first 3 to 4 steps. my room is down thehall from this and the bathroom is of the hall leading to my room.
At night you can hear what sounds like yelling whispers in the hall near the attic door, as if the male and female are having an argument and dont want to wake children. At about 1:00am you can hear footsteps up and down the stairs over and over. If im at home alone wont go upstairs because I took showers at home alone and it would sound like someone was home and in the house then I would get out and there was nobody home.I've told my dad but he says its the house settling I know its not, my sisters have seen the ghosts. I got used to it but my little sister hasnt. I just keep my radio on and my door pulled tightly shut.


Hotel Raj Kiran

By: aaryan6752@yahoo.com

I am Arvind frm Bombay, India. I read the list of places haunted by ghost in India. I would like to share my piece of experiance with u. It was Augest 2004, or early Sept Approx. I and my wife planed a small holiday in LONAVLA, 100 km frm Bombay. All the good hotels were full, and we went to Hotel RAJ KIRAN, even there all the rooms were full, but the manager told us tht he can arrange us a room in 2 hours, till then he gav us a room in ground floor. At first the room was looking good, so we decided tht to continue in the same room. As we checked in tht room. the climate of the room changed completely, room was silent, very silent. We travel a lot, stayed in different hotels, ordinary hotel, star hotel and rented banglows, but we never experianced this STRANGE silence. first we looked at each other and ignored it, and 1 hour or so, we sat together talking, but we both were not comfortable, something was wrong, both of us were restless. We thought tht was enough for us, we called the receiption and asked them to change our room, even they without askin us a single question changed our room to a DUPLEX room on the 1st floor of the hotel, and tht room was good, it was comfortable and very very beautiful.
I am sure there is something wrong with tht room.
It is the same HOTEL RAJ KIRAN, which is listed in YOUR SITE as a HAUNTED PLACE.
If possible plz let me know who else had an experiance with the same "HOTEL RAJ KIRAN".



Jawless

By: Sk8nFreak23@aol.com

hi.  i live in new haven connecticut. this is one of my true stories.
i call it jawless.
i had just moved into my new home and had always been dealing with hauntings my whole life and i hoped that this new home would be un-haunted. i lived with my brother sister and father. also my fathers girlfriend and three children too. i always loved to play around in the basement in the dark to try to scare her son (my dads girlfriend's son) david with the help of my older brother vinny. one day we were in the basement in the dark trying to scare him as usual. i was at the door holding it almost closed. it was open enough just so there was a crack of light. i held the door so he couldnt get out. when it was nice and quiet my brother tried to sneak around davids bed which was in the middle of the room. then out of a closet, i saw a shadowy women in a robe with long black hair float across the room, threw the bed and to the other side of the room where it vanished. i held the handle of the door as tight as i could as tears ran down my face. my brother looked at me and i had never seen him so shocked in my life. we ran upstairs and tried to tell my father but he did not beleive us. after a year in the house i some-what got over it and still went in the basement. once i just happened to be going down there and i saw something so frightening i froze. my basement has a set of 15 stairs which leads to three doors: one goes left, the other right, and the third goes straight. i looked into the one on the left as i was going up stairs and saw the women again, only this time she didnt have a robe. she wore a white night gown. she had little black beady eyes. and as i scanned her face i saw in horror that she had now bottom jaw. i bolted up th steps and told everyone. not even my brother beleived me. not until yesterday did i realize that they were the same women, and that is when my brother believed me.
i hope u liked my story and i hope u add it to ur website. i would really appreciate it.



The Faceless Many and other Experiences

By: angelwendy85@gmail.com

Hey, my name is Wendy and I'm originally from Holland. It's not really me who had strange experiences, but mostly my mother. She always sees and feels things. When I was at the age of 0 till 6 years old we lived in a 2-story high appartment building. It contains the basement/entrance floor, then a floor with a little playground (and the appartments ofcourse) and then the second floor. We lived on the second floor. On the basement floor (which was also the entrance and the place where the bicycles and garbagecontainers where kept) there was always a cold spot. Right next to the stairs. I still remember that I was always scared there. I always ran very fast on and off the stairs because I always had the feeling I was chased. There was also a cold spot next to our bathroom.
Luckily I never experienced more things than the feeling of being chased, but my mother had more quite bad experiences. One time she woke up from something. Suddenly she saw a man without a face and with a black coat and hat walking to her, coming from the kitchen (the bedroom faced the kitchen more or less). He walked right through her and dissapeared through the wall ! The strangest thing was that my father didn't woke up or anything.
Also she saw I think was a vortex in the kitchen once. She said it looked like an eye from a hurricane. My mother saw her whole life happening in that thing (hope i explain it understandable enough..).
It not only affected my mother and father but also their German Shepard. First there was nothing wrong with him. But on the one from another day he didnt wanted to go on the stairs anymore. It came so far that my parents had to bring him away. They brought him to the police where he became a police dog.
When I was 6 years old my brother was born. And soon after that we moved out.
In the new house there was nothing much as far as i know, only my mother couldn't walk there in the beginning. She had the feeling that she was paralyzed or something. My father solved that by putting something under the floor. I don't know what it was. After that everything was normal.
Now I am 20 and I live in Spain with my brother and parents. Here are only some things happened. With my mother again. Sometimes when she is sleeping she has the feeling that she is chased out of her bedroom. The whole bed feels then as it is electrified. The whole wall across her is then covered with colors also. And strangely enough my father never notices much..only sometimes that he feels the "electricity" going through the bed. For the rest there we all saw some orbs occasionally flying in and out..and some bottles of cola are moving from the left to the right of the table :-) Also we smell flowers and cigaresmoke, but we all know THAT is just my grandfather.
This was my story..I hope people find it usefull :-)




A VERY UNUSUAL HUNT


By: Shylock1041@cs.com
 
THIS IS A STORY THAT WAS TOLD TO ME BY MY FATHER JUST BEFORE HE PASSED AWAY AND I THOUGHT THAT IT MIGHT BE INTERESTING ENOUGH TO PUT ON SHADOWLANDS.
MY FATHER WAS FROM TENNESSEE ORIGINALLY AND THIS WAS TOLD TO HIM BY A FRIEND OF HIS. THIS FELLOW LIKED TO HUNT BEARS WITH DOGS AND HE HAD A PACK OF JUST ABOUT THE BEST IN THE STATE TO DO IT WITH, NORMALLY WHEN YOU HUNT BEAR, YOU DRIVE THE BACK ROADS WITH THE PACK IN THE BACK OF THE PICKUP TILL YOU FIND WHERE A BEAR HAS RECENTLY CROSSED THE ROAD AND WHEN YOU DO THIS, ONE OF THE HOUNDS (THE ONE WITH THE BEST NOSE) WILL OPEN WITH A HOWL AND LET YOU KNOW IT.
HE WAS DOING JUST THAT THIS ONE MORNING NEXT TO A VERY DEEP CANYON WHEN HIS TRACKER DOG LET OUT A BELLOW. HE IMMEDIATELY STOPPED THE TRUCK AND  RELEASED ALL OF THE HOUNDS WHO TOOK OFF DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE CANYON, BAYING VERY LOUDLY BY THIS TIME. BEING A VETERAN HUNTER WHO WAS VERY GOOD AT FOLLOWING THE HOUNDS, HE STAYED PUT TILL HE FIGURED OUT THE DIRECTION THAT THE BAYING WAS COMING FROM, THEN JUMPED IN THE TRUCK AND HOT -FOOTED IT UP THE ROAD TO MAKE SURE THAT HE DIDN'T STOP TILL HE WAS WELL IN FRONT OF THEM AND THE BEAR.
HE DROVE OUT OF THE TIMBER INTO A HUGE CLEAR CUT SO HE COULD SEE THE BEAR WHEN IT CAME OUT AND STOPPED AND WAITED, LISTENING TO THE BAYING OF HIS HOUNDS. THIS IS WHERE THINGS STARTED TO GET A LITTLE WEIRD.
HE EVENTUALLY SAW SOMETHING COME OUT OF THE TIMBER INTO THE CLEAR CUT AT A RANGE THAT WAS TOO EXTREME TO TELL WHAT IT WAS, OTHER THAN THE FACT THAT HE SAID LATER THAT THE THING WAS STANDING UPRIGHT ON TWO LEGS. NOW, IT IS USUALLY VERY HARD TO PULL DOGS OFF OF A HOT TRAIL BUT WHEN HIS DOGS CAME OUT OF THE TIMBER AND SAW HIM AND HIS TRUCK STANDING ON THE ROAD ABOVE THEM, THEY IMMEDIATELY MADE A BEE-LINE FOR HIM.
EVERY DOG IN THE PACK HAD THEIR TAILS BETWEEN THEIR LEGS AND ALL OF THEM TRIED TO GET BETWEEN HIS LEGS AT THE SAME TIME, SCARED TO DEATH. NOW IT IS ALMOST UNKNOWN FOR A HOUND TRAINED TO HUNT BEAR TO BE AFRAID OF ANYTHING BUT THESE WERE WHIMPERING AND TRYING THEIR BEST TO GET AS CLOSE TO HIM AS THEY COULD. THEY FINALLY DECIDED THAT THEY WERE GOING TO GO HOME AND THEY DIDN'T EVEN WAIT TO BE LOADED INTO THE TRUCK, THEY JUST ALL TOOK OFF.
ALL THIS TIME, THE FELLOW HAD BEEN TRYING TO KEEP AN EYE ON THIS CREATURE(?), EVEN THOUGH BEING DISTRACTED. THIS FELLOW TOLD MY DAD THAT IT MOVED OFF SLOWLY UNTIL IT DISAPPEARED OVER THE NEXT HILL AND, AS CLOSE AS HE COULD TELL, IT NEVER DID DROP DOWN TO ALL FOURS.
HE THEN DECIDED THAT HE COULD NOT LEAVE THERE WITHOUT SEEING THE KIND OF TRACKS THAT IT LEFT, SO, BEING ARMED WITH A HIGH-POWERED RIFLE, HE STARTED THE LONG DESCENT INTO THE CANYON. WHEN HE ARRIVED AT THE BOTTOM, WHATEVER IT WAS WAS LONG GONE BUT HE TOLD DAD THAT IT HAD INDEED LEFT THERE WALKING ON ITS HIND LEGS BUT THE STRANGEST THING OF ALL WAS THAT IT LEFT A CLOVEN HOOF PRINT!
THIS FELLOW WASN'T PARTICULARLY RELIGIOUS BUT AFTER HE SAW WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS HOUNDS, HE SWORE TILL HIS DYING DAY THAT HIS DOGS ENDED UP TRAILING THE DEVIL AND HE WOULDN'T BELIEVE ANYTHING ELSE. THE DOGS WERE ALL AT HOME WHEN HE GOT THERE AND WERE ALL TRYING TO GET IN THEIR PENS.

                                                    


Ghosts in my Old House

By: hydro3312002@yahoo.com


I grew up in an old house in Portersville, PA. It was a very old house and had been torn down from a place in the woods about a mile away and completely rebuilt there about 100 years ago. (time could be off could've been longer) We moved there when I was four and I could tell you many more stories about this house than I will.
 "Our" house no longer stands, however they did rebuild a similar looking place (video store/police station??) in the same place.
Ok. There was an abandoned house right next to ours also. It was so old and very very scary to me. These houses were about 15-20 feet apart. One night when I was about 5 or 6 my grandparents and great-grandmother spent the night(I'm not sure why). It was summer and still very warm and humid so we had windows open in the house. Now everyone was in bed. I remember waking up to a large pounding/knocking sound. one about every five seconds...13 times...everyone in the house was woken up by this. We all went to the kitchen. We're all pretty sure we saw lights in the house. My dad went outside and yelled for whoever it was to get out of there (as no one lived in the house for probably the past 50-60 years...If you'd like a description let me know...it looked like whoever lived there just packed up and moved and no one ever moved into it again Anyways, it stopped eventually we all went back to sleep. The next day, my dad, mom, aunts & pap pap went over there...no foot prints at all, it looked like it hadn't be entered in years everything was covered in dust.....and 12 steps with a hole at the bottom of the stairs that went into the cellar below. I could never bring myself to go into that house. I was always terrified of it. Thankfully it was torn down when I was about 12-13. It was like a black cloud had been lifted.
Now on to our house. I always felt scared to be alone in our house as did my sisters.
I suffered from "paralizing dreams" the entire time I lived there which about 21 years. The cellar was exceptionally scary. There was a fruit cellar type room which I rarely ever went into as well as a pump room where the water well was. I would have vivid nightmares going down to the cellar and someone coming out of one of those rooms to "get" me. It got to the point that I wouldn't go down there alone. When I was about 15/16 my cousin was over we were talking about ghosts in my bedroom when suddenly part of the ceiling (plaster and latheboard) fell in and knocked the light off the wall and left us in darkness. :D We ran.
We've all heard footsteps and other unexpainable noises in the house. Things would just disappear never to be seen again.
One night my sister heard a noise in the room between our bedrooms. It was unoccupied at the time had a bunch of boxes and stuff in it. Then she said I walked out of my room and opened the door to the room and said, "Oh, it's just you. You scared me), I shut the door and went back to bed. She said she just laid there the rest of the night and never heard anything else. I don't remember doing that at all. I don't think I sleep walk although I do talk quite a bit in my sleep so I'm told.
I've had a ghost get into bed with me on several occasions. This never happened to anyone else in our house. The scariest time was when my ex-husband and I first got married. We lived at my parents house while they were renevating an old german families farmhouse they were to move into(yep more stories there some) and we slept downstairs in one of the rooms. My ex was upstairs getting ready for bed. I was laying on the pull out sofa-bed and dozing off. I felt my ex, I thought, getting into bed with me and snuggling up to me. I turned to say something and no one was there. my ex-husband started coming down the stairs just then. I freaked out.
One evening we had about 4 or 5 friends over to play cards. Suddenly there was a huge crash from upstairs like a big dresser falling over (by the way, everyone was downstairs at the time). My dog freaked out and ran upstairs and was barking ferociously. My friends and I ran upstairs. Nothing was out of place and the dog was just barking into thin air.
Also my daughter and niece and nephew were playing one day and we heard them talking...Like they were talking to someone. We went into the room they were playing in and there was only them. We asked what they were doing and they all said they were playing with James. He was an old man dressed in black with a star necklace on.  When asked where James was they just said he's gone now. None of us knew anyone by the name of James. Just about everyone who's been in that house believes it to be haunted.
We had a lot of fun growing up there also, it really wasn't all so scary.



Ghosts.....

By: LGarner@att.net]


I went into the Old Town area that was just off the freeway (coincidence?). Among the buildings I visited was the Whaley House, which was built in 1857 and, for a time, was used as the County Courthouse. It was getting to be mid-afternoon when I set up my camera tripod in the room that was formerly their court-room. I was taking some readings with my light meter when I had the feeling that someone was looking over my shoulder; I turned around but there was no one there. I returned to my meter read-ings and was transferring the settings to my Leica 35mm camera on the tripod. Again, the feeling that there was someone watching my every move; no one was there. I took a few exposures, picked up the tripod and moved to the nearby kitchen area.
Again I felt as if I was being watched, but I was alone. I took the tripod and went upstairs to photograph the upper bedroom areas, where everything was normal. It was about 5PM and was just beginning to get dark when I packed up my photo equipment and was preparing to leave. As I passed the building custodian at a table near the door I heard someone walking in the upstairs hallway. It was the sound of heavy boots moving from one end of the hallway to the other. Looking up toward the ceiling I turned to the lady at the entrance desk and said, “I thought I was the last one here”. “You are”, she said. Although I was obviously a bit stunned by her response, I put down my equipment on the floor near the desk and walked over to the stairs and went up. I looked in every room; they were empty. I knew that the one stairway was the only way to get to or to come from the second floor. I went back downstairs and picked up my equipment; I was the last one there! I have never been able to explain what happened there; I know what I felt and what I plainly heard. I'm a scientist and I don't like things that I can't explain.




My Father's Last Goodbye

By: Fortier505@aol.com
 

I HAVE NEVER TOLD THIS STORY TO ANYONE ACCEPT A FEW CLOSE FRIENDS AND FAMILY.  MY FATHER PASSED AWAY IN 1994 AFTER A LONG ILLNESS AND HE HAD BEEN IN INTENSIVE FOR THREE MONTHS AND HIS GREATEST WISH WAS TO GO HOME ONE MORE TIME. HE PASSED AWAY ON THE MONDAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING AND WE BURIED HIM ON THE SATURDAY AFTER .
ON THE DAY OF HIS FUNERAL, WE HAD A FAMILY FRIEND COME STAY AT THE HOUSE INCASE OF SOMEBODY NEEDING DIRECTIONS TO THE CHURCH .  MY OLDEST BROTHER WAS THE FIRST ONE HERE AND HE SAID THAT JOE RAN OUT OF THE HOUSE WHEN HE GOT HOME AND HE NEVER RETURNED.
SEVERAL YEARS LATER HE TOLD ME THE STORY OF THAT DAY.  AFTER EVERYONE HAD LEFT, THE FRONT DOOR OF THE HOUSE FLEW OPEN AND JOE RAN DOWN TO SEE WHO WAS THERE.  THE TREES IN OUR FRONT YARD WERE BLOWING BUT THE OTHER TREES IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD WERE STANDING STILL.  A BIG GUST OF WIND BLEW PAST HIM AND HE RAN UP STAIRS A LITTLE FREAKED OUT.  WHEN HE GOT UP STAIRS HE SAT DOWN AND IMAGINE HIS SURPRISE WHEN MY DAD GREETED HIM. HE WAS SO SCARED HE COULDN'T MOVE.  MY DAD TOLD HIM THAT HE  WAS GLAD TO BE HOME AND HE CAME TO SAY GOODBYE.  HE TOLD HIM THAT HE WAS PROUD OF ALL OF HIS CHILDREN.  HE TOLD HIM THINGS THAT JOE COULD HAVE NEVER  KNOWN ,SUCH AS WHAT KIND OF THINGS HE HAD WANTED TO DO TO THE HOUSE THAT HE NEVER GOT AROUND TO AND COLLECTIONS THAT MY DAD HAD SAVED OVER HIS LIFETIME IE... STAMPS, COINS, ROCKS ETC.  ALL OF A SUDDEN MY DAD SAID ITS TIME FOR ME TO GO AND THE AIR SEEMED TO BE SUCKED OUT OF THE HOUSE.  JOE THEN RAN OUT OF THE HOUSE AND WENT TO HIS MOTHERS WHERE HIS WIFE TOLD HIM HE HAD TO GO BACK.  JOE DID BUT HE DID NOT GO BACK IN THE HOUSE HE SAT ON THE PORCH UNTIL MY BROTHER GOT HERE AND HE RAN.
WHEN JOE FINALLY TOLD ME THE STORY AT THE URGING OF HIS WIFE YEARS LATER  I ASKED HIM WHAT TIME DID THIS HAPPEN? HE REPLIED HE GOT THERE AT ABOUT 12 NOON AND LEFT ABOUT 1 PM.  THE FUNERAL ENDED AT 12 NOON  AND WE ENTERED MY DAD AT EXACTLY 1 PM.
JOE WAS GOING TO COLLEGE AT THE TIME FOR WELDING AND WAS HAVING PROBLEMS WITH THE MATH.  AFTER THIS EXPERIENCE HE SEEMED TO CATCH ON QUICKLY AND HIS PROFESSORS EVEN NOTICED THE CHANGE IN HIS GRADES AS IT WENT FROM A D TO AN A.  TO THIS DAY JOE WILL TELL YOU THAT MY DAD (WHO WAS AWESOME AT MATH) TOLD HIM THE ANSWERS AND HELPED HIM WITH HIS CLASSES. HE FELT HIM THERE TUTORING HIM. I GUESS IT WAS A THANK YOU FOR  HIS LAST GOODBYE.
    


The Spirit in Mosque Road

By: Vinay_Mangalore@Dell.com



My Name is Vinay. I work for Dell international, Located in Bangalore India. This happened around four years ago. My friend Nash's mother had passed away that morning. After giving a decent burial for his mother Nash and I went to his aunty's house. He was told to stay back. But he was hesitant about it. He hated his relatives. He decided to stay with me. It was too late for us to leave. It was around 11.30PM. We could not get any public transport. So we decided to walk to my room. The distance was approximately ten kilometers. We had to pass thru a burrial. All though I felt that I would see something that night. It never happened near the burial. We were approximately three kilometers from my room. We reached the enterance of a road called mosque road. I saw an old man coming towards us. Although he was walking, it seemed to be unnatural(rather pretending to walk, he was literally floating). He was almost one hundred meters away from us. But with in a span of a second he was in front of us. He asked for beedi (something like cigarette). His eye looked artificial, I mean there was no sign of life in his eyes. I told my friend to offer a Cigarette
To this gentleman (also made my friend aware that this is not a human being) My friend handed a cigarette to this person. Then this person thanked us. Before leaving he asked us the way to the bowring hospital. I gave him the necessary instruction. He left. We had hardly taken two steps. Both of us turned back and lo no one was there.



VA Haunting Continued

By: camelotsmaiden@yahoo.com

I want to thank you for posting my paranormal experience (page 383 VA Haunting) and, as promised, I also wanted to share another experience from that same house that is 100% true.   These are the events surrounding the sighting of the second ghost that haunted our house.  If you remember my previous posting, we lived in a two-story farmhouse in Lancaster, VA.  I don't know exactly when the girl made her first appearance since I was not the first to meet her.  She seemed to favor my Mom.  For this story, I'll need to give a bit of the house layout.  Basically, it was four large rooms and an extra wide hallway stacked on top of each other.  Living room, dining room, den and kitchen downstairs and 4 bedrooms upstairs and a bathroom between them.  When you walked up the stairs, directly in front of you was the bathroom, directly to your right my parents room, turn left about 6 steps and you were at me and my sisters room, turn left again go about 6 steps to my younger sisters room, go about 6 more steps turn left and you would be at the attic door and the fourth bedroom.  Think U shape.  Note that I said their were 4 bedrooms but me and my sister shared a bedroom, that's because none of us girls would dare take that back bedroom next to the attic door.  It gave us the creeps.  Well, this is where I believe the girl ghost lived and here's why.  One night, early in the morning (or really late at night depending) my Mom came into our room and turned on our light and wanted to know who was calling her.  Of course me and my sister were groggy and half out of it and told her it wasn't us.  She said okay and turned off the light and left.   I don't know how long it was because I had fallen back to sleep but my Mom came back into our room and flipped the light on again.  She ask us again "Are you sure no one is calling me?".  Again we reassured her that it was not us and asked did she check with our younger sister.  She said yes.  The main thing I remember about that night besides the light in my eyes was how perplexed my mother looked.  Like she was total baffled.  She told us good night and turned back off our light.  The next morning I asked my mom what that was all about and she said someone was calling "mommy, mommy" all night long and she said she could have sworn it was coming from the empty room but she knew no one was in there.  Skip forward a year or so, My mom told us (many years later so as not to scare us) that one night she was lying in bed asleep when, what she thought was one of us girls, came in the room and started shaking her and saying "Mommy, wake up, wake up mommy"  My mom said it was strange but she couldn't seem to pry her eyes open so she told 'us' to hold on a second while she opened her eyes but the shaking of the arm continued.  Finally she was able to get her eyes open and their stood a young girl and clearly not one of hers.  They looked at each other for a moment and the girl said "Oh, you're not my mommy" and she walked down the hallway and disappeared.
Now remember, my Mom didn't tell us kids about this incident until we were adults and had moved out so that in no way influence my experience with the girl.  I was 16 at the time and my older sister had moved out, leaving me sleeping alone in our room.  For the first 3 months, I slept in my younger sisters room down the hall.  I was just too scared (embarrassing at 16 but true) to sleep in there alone.  Finally one night I was going to bite the bullet and sleep in my own bed.  I kept telling myself I was being ridicules and to grow up.  I went to bed at my usual time and fell asleep almost immediately.  I woke up about 12:30am feeling quite proud of myself for having conquered my fear.  I smiled to myself then turned on my side to go back to sleep however when I looked out my door, which put my view right into my parents room, there was a young girl coming out of their room.  She looked about my age with long hair (brown I think) and wearing a calf length white night shirt and she was headed straight toward me.  I froze.  I don't even think I breathed.  I watched her move toward me then right before she would have walked into my room she turn and went down the hall toward my sisters room.   I laid there for a few minutes not believing what I just saw and trying to rationalize it.  I kept thinking, it could have been my sister but my sister had very short hair.  Needing to know, I got out of bed and peeped around the corner toward my sisters room.  There was nothing in the hallway so drummed up the nerve to walk down the hall and peak into my sisters room.  I called out softly so as not to wake her if she was asleep but she answered.  Since she was awake I asked her did she just come out of our parents room and she said 'No, why?'  I didn't want to scare her so at first I didn't answer, I just asked could I sleep in her room.  She asked again why and finally I told her what I had just witnessed and then she told me that she hadn't been able to sleep because she had been hearing things all night.  Needless-to-say, it was several more months before I again drummed up the courage to sleep alone but I eventually did for a few months and then I moved out.   I know this has been long but I hope it helps someone else who may be experiencing the same thing.



A Creepy, but True Recollection!

By: BigCarsonG@aol.com
 

Around 1978 I rented a tiny apartment in the old town of Port Costa, CA.    A much larger apartment was soon to be available in an adjacent building in this town, and it had a superior view of scenery.    The "problem" started when the apartments current resident was arrested for jumping on a paper delivery boy who had come to his door.     Rumor was that this resident was gay, and said and/or did something illegal to this boy.    Police were called by the boy's parents.    Charges were filed and this resident had to go to court.    All this came to light in newspaper articles.   I believe he eventually served jail time for this incident.
My encounter with this resident came shortly after this incident.    He apparently did not want to move from this apartment.    I came to his door twice, telling him I was getting into trouble waiting for him to move, since I needed a definet move-out date for my old apartment.    Third time I came to his door, he leered at me and said in a threatening tone, "You won't like it here".     Needles to say, it gave me goosebumps, but I didn't dwell on it, thinking it was the remark of a troubled guy.    I asked him what he meant by that, and he said, "You'll find out".  It was a warning I should have heeded.
This resident was finally forced by the landlord to leave.    When I first entered this apartment, I sensed an ominous feeling I couldn't put my finger on.    As I moved things in, my bed came.    It was a one room arrangement, with an open loft at the back end creating a partial top floor room.   A railing separated it from the lower, main room.   
Being an aspiring artist, I made this top floor loft into my art studio, and arranged my bed on the lower floor towards the far end of the apartment.    My first night there was quite eerie, to say the least!    I started noticing dark shadowy "things" moving just out of my periferal vision, in the corners of the room!    And when I'd glance up to the dark, quiet loft, through the railing....my fear began to rise.   It seemed to me I saw things move in the shadows up there!    Again, I passed this all off to paranoia from his threats, and sleeping in a new place I was unfamiliar with.
After a few days of this, I had a neighbor come over to visit.    Out of the blue, he said "This place seems to kind of drain my energy".    Yikes....     You could've pushed me over with a feather.     I blurted out my own concerns and what I had been experiencing there, and knew at that moment I was not imagining things!     Each successive night, as dusk approached and darkness settled in, I could feel this "presence" moving closer and closer to me.    Although I tried hard to dismiss this all as rubbish.....these dark, shadowy things kept moving around in the dark corners of my apartment!
Finally, in desperation, and feeling I couldn't endure another night of this, I rummadged through my boxes of unpacked stuff, and brought out a cross that had been given to me upon leaving some much earlier bible study class I attended as a child.    And in fact, I was curious to see if this might have some affect on these spooky, nightly encounters.    Not being an active "church goer" for many years, I had my doubts.
To my amazement, these scary nightly encounters slowly started to diminish!    They didn't stop immediately, but after about three days (nights), I wasn't seeing these shadowy things in the corners of my apartment any longer or feeling the dread that came with the night.    And by the fourth night, all seemed at peace!    Phew......      I tell you this not as an endorsement for religion, but simply as the truth to what I had encountered.     To this day, I have no resonable explanation for all this, but it ranks at the top of "spooky encounters" for me.    I haven't had anything even come close to this in the ensueing years.     Thank goodness!!             Postscript:    I later discovered this previous tenant was the co-owner of a well-known metaphysical bookstore in San Francisco.    My assumption is that he used one of his store's books to conjure up some sort of demon (s) to curse this apartment he was forced to leave under such unhappy conditions. 





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