Freaky Dream Woman
I have been enjoying visting The Shadowlands for three years
now, and fin
Recently I went on a trip to
Well, that night I had a strange dream. In my dream, the
door to ourroom was shaking, like someone was trying to get in. After awhile,
the door opened. Standing in the doorway was a Native American woman. She had
long dark hair and almost black eyes. She glided over to my bed until she was
standing over me, and starting choking me. I blacked out in the dream, and woke
up. After awhile I drifted back to sleep. The next day, I just shrugged it off
and went to breakfast at the motel. I had just sat down for breakfast when the
cleaning lady came in..She was Native American and had long dark hair...She was
the woman from my dream! A shiver ran up my spine and the hairs on my neck stood
up. She just walked around tidying things up. At one point she turned her head
and looked at me. The look re
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Angel on my Shoulder
First of all I have never told anyone this and I'm not sure how to explain it. I am 37 years old and was born Oct.4,1968. On Oct.1 of the same year my first cousin was born. Our parents were excited because we were born so close together. It was my aunt and uncles second child and I am an only child.
Our first Christmas the family gathered at my grandmothers house. You see my aunt and uncle were from out of town so we were all to be at gramdma's house on Christmas Eve. When we arrived, my mother realized that my cousin and I even had on the same outfits. My mother said it made it sort of special after what happened.
About 4 months later my aunt had went into the hospital. My uncle, being at home with a small child and a baby, put the baby in bed with him. In the night he rolled over on her and smothered her to death. When he awoke it was too late. He called my grandmother and all he could do was scream into the phone, "She's gone."
Having children myself I can only imagine the heart ache. The story has haunted me for years but in a way I can not explain.
At about the age of 17 I started to realize that when I went on vacations or on visited somewhere special I had a feeling inside of me I couldn't explain. All I knew was for some reason I would stand and stare and start to cry. Being young, I tried to hide it at first and then I began to wonder what was wrong with me. As I got older, I would try to really ask my self why was I feeling this way. And one day I got an answer from inside of me. That's the only way I know how to explain where it came from.
I don't even remember where I was or what I was experiencing at the time but I was getting emotional again and I heard a voice in my head say,"Go. See. For me. Because I can't. Take me with you."
I honestly believe that she is with me and all the things I have experienced in my life she had been here with me. I would like to tell my mother but I'm not sure she would understand. I always feel her and I feel connected to her even though I never really knew her.
I have taken the Riordan House tour only once but that is not where I encountered the haunting.
When the Riordan's lived in that mansion they had a rather large garden not far from the house. Where that garden used to be now stands a large entertainment superstore, Hastings Entertainment. Not too long ago I was the assistant manager of this store. One night another associate and I braved the attic to retrieve some DVD lock boxes. I was standing on the ladder with
half of my body inside of the attic, while my associate held the ladder for me. I started to throw down some lock boxes when I suddenly heard a little girl's voice. I stopped as I thought I was just hearing things. My associate informed me at this moment I looked like I was about to vomit. I took a deep breath and continued my duty. Then I heard it again, but this time it was unmistakable. The little girl's voice said, "Get out!"
I was down that ladder faster than you could say, "White as a ghost."
Because we had a duty to complete I had my associate climb the ladder to retrieve the rest of the lock boxes. She positions herself just as I had when suddenly both of us heard it again, "GET OUT!"
It was so loud I heard it from where I was standing below the attic. She instantly said, "I'm out!" and shot down the ladder just as fast as I had.
We exited the "stock room" and decided to make do with what lock boxes we retrieved. Being paranormal enthusiests we discussed what happened at great length. Of course when we told other employees most of them stated, "I'm not going to encourage your quests for adventure." What ever that means.
This incident sparked my curiosity about the house. I had
Shortly after I took the tour I heard from a books
department associate at
When I was about four or five years old my sister and I were spending the night with my grandmother who had just lost her husband three days earlier. My sister and I slept in the same room with our grandmother. In the middle of the night a sound woke me up, it sounded like coffee percolating. So I got up to see what it was. I walk down the hall from the bedroom to the kitchen and there he was sitting at the table (her husband). It must not have bothered me because I sat down at the table with him and carried on a conversation, I can't remember what we talked about but at some time he got up and went and got a candy bar that we both must have liked because he divided it in half and we sat at the table and ate it all along still talking. My grandmother said she woke up and heard me talking to someone but didn't know who it could have been. In the mean time he had ask me to go and get her so I got up from the table and walked down the hall to the bedroom door and told her that he wanted to talk to her. She said he was dead and I replied no he's not, he's in the kitchen and I turned to walk down the hall and he was standing at the end of it and said tell her I will see her later and faded away.
Hi, I wanted to share a story with you regarding ghost contact through dreams. On June 1st, 2006, one of my best friends and fraternity brothers passed away due to a sudden burst of capillaries in his brain. My best friend and I, a great friend to him, found him in his room without response after he had been complaining that evening of a horrible headache. After calling 911 he went through two brain surgeries to save his life but sadly the efforts failed. His death has been extremely hard on me. I have been thinking alot about how good of a friend he was to me and whether or not he knew it. It has really bothered me. This afternoon after class I took a nap because I was exhausted from staying up late studying the night before. In my dream I was in a hallway. I cannot decide whether it was a school or a hospital, but in my dream I was aware that Richie was dead.
He appeared in the hallway to me and I remember being dumb strucken and unable to speak. He appeared anxious at my difficulty and I finally blurted out to him "I loved you and you were my second best friend." He looked perplexed and said, "No. We were Brothers." In his life, being fraternity brothers meant more to him than anything and he HATED how many of us had "best friends." That is all I remember from the dream. I really feel that Richie visited me in my dream to soothe my mind about our friendship. We were Brothers and he was confirming that he knew what that meant to both of us. I woke up in chills and in awe at what had happened during my dream. I love your site and am happy to share my story with you. Thank you.
hi, im 15 yrs old and when i was about 8 i saw somthing i will never forget...
i was watch ing t.v with my younger sister, when my mum called me from the kitchen to go and get my dinner, as i turned to go through the doorway to the kitche i saw a boy roughly my age standing in the hall. the thing is i could see straight through him. i was a bit freaked out and turned to look at my sister to see if shed seen anything, but she just went straight through to the kitchen so i turned around and the boy was gone. i thought nothing of it and just figured i was seeing things.
later that day my mum asked me to go and fetch something from the upstairs bathroom, the bathroom was right next door to my bedroom and as i walked by for some reason i looked into my bedroom and i saw the same transparent boy standing in front of my dresser. i was really scared and refused to go upstairs for the rest of the day.
i havent seen the boy since but sometimes i feel him about.
this is not the only weird experience i've had.
a few yrs ago i had a friend over on halloween and we were talking with only a candle on so we could see each other in the middle of aour conversation the candle went out so i got up to turn the light on but when i did the candle came back on again. later that same night a glass jar full of glass stones threw itself at my friends head we were really badly shaken up and didnt sleep well that night
I really believe in ghosts. I know that they are real and walk this earth. I admit i have never seen one face to face or anything but i have a feeling that they are always around me. Well my first encounter was when i went to sleep over my cousins house. I was sleeping in the middle of both my cousins since i was the smallest and all. That night i woke up wanting to go to the bathroom.I was about to wake up my oldest cousin to tell her to go with me because it was dark and didn't want to go by myself. i stopped and decided not to thinking she was going to think i was some kind of a hi ken or would get mad at me for waking her up in the middle of the night.
So i got out of bed and went into the hall. My heart was pounding because i was really afraid of the dark and i couldn't turn on the hall light because my aunt would get mad. Since they had trouble with the electricity bill. Well anyway the bathroom was all the way down the hall. So i walked as fast as my little chubby legs could walk. When i got in the bathroom and turned on the light i was so happy. I did my business. The worst part was opening the bathroom door and turning off the light because then everything will turn pitch black all over again. So i took a deep breath turned it off and started walking that's when i heard the little rustling and the little footsteps. I was about to call out who is there when i saw a small little person peeking around a corner of the hall. I stopped dead in my tracks. I swear i saw the little person give an evil grin in my way. I couldn't tell because i wad already running to my cousins room. I got into the middle ad felt safe. Well that's my story. Other than that in my house i always hear noises. I'm a night person so i am always the last in my family to go to sleep. I stay up every night reading a book. Some night while i am reading (i can assure you i am wide awake and alert) i hear someone in the kitchen getting water from the sink, or someone shuffling my parents papers in the dining room I am the only one with a view of the living room and the kitchen and the dining room its really weird hearing those sound since i didn't see anyone come down the hall of pass my room. Other times i hear steps in the hall going back and forth back and forth, but i dont see anyone. I dont think its anything evil.I just think they are ghosts who are roaming around my house. Or the ghost of the old lady who lived here before us. The lady was found in the living on the floor because her granddaughter treated her really badly. She didnt feed her.
My husband and i have lived in this same condo for nearly 8 years now. It's become our "home" and we're suite happy with staying here until we're more financially stable to buy a house. I've never had any "bad" feelings here, but I've always felt that there was something around us. Our daughter used to talk about a lady in a
blue shirt that kept trying to take her water she kept by the bed.
She would also have "guests" for tea besides her stuffed animals and dolls. When she pointed out a picture of my aunt Katie, we knew it was her immediately. Our daughter was only a little over 2 when Katie passed away from diabetes complications, but in the time that they had together she brought so much happiness. So now, when I feel
something in her room, I know it's Katie there watching over her.
Other family members have had visits, too. The radio will come on when a Smokey Robinson song is playing or it will turn to her favorite station. We have other visitors, too, mostly family I believe. My husband was laying in bed the other day, after kicking the cats out of bed and reading a bit (he works nights). Just as he was about to close his eyes, someone rattled the hangers in the closet. He looked up and saw them moving. There were no windows open, the cats were out, and nothing had fallen. He believes it was his mother sending a message to him to "Chill out", as he had been stressing all week about a job interview to the point it was affecting our daily lives. She was the first person to pop into his
head when it happened. We also have someone being mischievous here.
I cleaned out my purse the other night, trying to find my wallet. I completely empties the purse and it wasn't there. This morning, it was right in the top. My sewing things get moved, keys that were hung up the night before are across the room in the morning, little things like that. I've also heard them, too. A couple of times I'll be reading or something and I'll hear a faint voice. Once it simply
said "Hi", another time it sounded like a couple people whispering.
None of it has been frightening, most of it has been comforting in fact. I'm not sure who else is here besides our family, or who likes to play jokes, but they are welcome. They've never scared us and when my daughter was little and was becoming frightened I asked them to stop and they did. I guess we're pretty lucky to have respectful ghosts, they feel like part of the family after all this time. Oh, I better mention Otis or I'll pay for it later. Otis was our cat we had when we moved in here. She had an attitude to say the least and her favorite game was terrifying anyone that came to visit by trapping them in the kitchen and growling at them. But she was always loving to us and very protective. Sadly, she became ill and we had to put her to sleep about 3 years ago. But she still comes around, even more now that another cat we rescued is the spitting image of her, but a lot more friendly. I've seen both our cats jump up on the bed, only to get scared and jump off again like she was there to let them know it was still her spot. I've felt her climb up on the bed when I'm reading and when I look to see which cat it is, there's nothing there but an impression. I've even heard a purr when no other cats are around. So she's still here, too and still staking her claim on her favorite spots and letting the other cats know who's boss from the other side.
Just Tell them to Leave
. my first one was one time i got up earlier than usual so everything was still dark so i couldnt see anything, i went upstairs, when i was going up i felt a strong feeling from nowhere when a man in a glowing yellow overcoat approched me. i almost screamed but i said "Spirit leave and dont come back ever" and amazingly, he listened and i never had another with him at least. My second one was when i was actually looking the the shadowland ghost page a loud banging was right next to me, it sounded like a hammer, so i remembered when i told the other spirit to leave so i told iot to him or her and it left again, and i know my dogs ghost is here, you can feel her licking your hand in the morning when the other dogs is 20 feet away with my dad
A Couple of My Stories
My first story is the one I call The Man in the Doorway.
In the early 1990's I had a friend who was renting a room in
a house in the Mayfair section of
One night my friend and I were out in the city dancing and having fun. When we returned to his house it was quite late and we both decided that it would be safer if I spent the night. The owner of the home was not present. After unwinding for a little bit, my friend went to his room and I went to the third bedroom and lay on the bed. I was drifting very close to sleep when something made me look at the bedroom doorway. There I saw a figure of a man.
Thinking it was my friend, I very sleepily asked, "What?"
Getting no response I sort of lifted my head off the pillow and looked closer at the figure, which was just kind of slouched against the doorframe. Although there was a nightlight in the hallway to the right of the figure, I noticed that I couldn't see any discernable features. This frightened me and all I could think to do was turn my face to the wall and say a prayer. When I looked again, the figure was gone.
In the morning my friend swore it was not him standing in the hall and I know it wasn't the homeowner because he arrived sometime around noon and I asked him if he minded that I spent the night in the third bedroom. He said he didn't. I then asked him if he had been home and gone back out while we were sleeping and he replied that he hadn't. I did not sleep in that room again.
Another strange thing that happened to me also occurred in the early 1990's. A very good friend of mine took me with her to several farms while she looked for a new place to board her horse. It was a bright, sunny Saturday and we had been around to several farms, soaking in the sunlight and enjoying the country air.
As we drove up the gravel drive of the last farm of the day I started to feel strange. My fingers began to tingle and, although it was hot in the car, I broke out in goosebumps. When she parked the car in front of an old shed across from the farmhouse, I tried to act normal but felt weak in the legs. The owner of the farm had come out to greet us and as we walked past the shed I felt what I can only describe as a darkening of my spirit. I wanted to get out of there, but didn't want to act like a fool and ruin my friend's chances of finding a boarding place for her horse.
As we approached the gate that opened onto a path to the barn my steps became slower and slower. Something inside me was telling me not to go through the gate. I made a feeble excuse about wanting to watch the horses in the pasture and waited while my friend and the farmer went through the gate and down the path toward the barn. All the while they were gone I refused to turn around and look at the shed, without really knowing why.
Shortly, my friend returned and I all but ran to the car as she bid goodbye to the farmer. When she got into the car I noticed that she gripped the steering wheel very hard and as she turned around in the drive I asked her what was wrong. She related to me that she didn't like the farm and wouldn't be boarding her horse there. I asked her why and all she could tell me was that she didn't know why - just a feeling. So, I told her why I wouldn't go through the gate with her and the bad feeling I had about the shed. We both agreed that there was something evil there and that we didn't want to get any closer to it than we already had. I do not know the exact location of this farm, but I do know that the area where it had stood was later sold and homes were built on the site. I wonder to this day if anyone in those homes has weird or unexplained experiences.
Thank you for letting me share my experiences.
My Many Ghost Experiences
i have had, in my opinion, alot of experiences with ghosts. so i will write them all down here.
in our old house, me, my dad, my little brother, and my littlest brother were sitting down eating dinner. all of the sudden, my littlest brother jumped up cried "look! moms here!!" my mom got off work later so my dad sadi "No she isnt!" then my moms voice replied "yes she is! so naturally we all got up to see if she was there. when we looked out side, her car wasnt there, and she was nowhere in sight. my mom got home about an hour later. in this house, i would constantly here the gate opneing and closing, many times i would get up to see if somone was there, but i was usually dissapointed.
one day as my dad was driving us home from school, i looked out of the window and saw a man wearing cowboy boots, a red checkered shirt, and a cowby hat walking down the street. all the sudden, he disolved into what looked like colored bubbles. i call him the cowboy(duh).
another time, i woke up in the middle of the night. this is pretty unusual becuase when i am asleep, i usually sleep like a log. so anyway, i woke up and it was pitch black except for this weird blue light on the wall. i started to walk to it, i was a bit confused and freaked, so i reached for the light and turned it on, there was nothing on the wall. we think that this may have been my grandmothers ghost, becasue it was my moms first birthday since my grandma had died.
on the night our beloved rat died, i encountered his ghost(i think). i was really upset becasue i loved him alot, all the sudden my sweater started to move around like something was clinging on to it and trying to climb up my sweater. later that night, my cat was chasing somthing i couldnt see, he looked like he was hunting. he always had wanted the rat.
also our cats would look around and act strangley sometimes.
anyway we moved from that house to our current house which is also in my belief "haunted". me and my friend and her little sister were in the hall, when we saw the corner of a white dress whip around the corner. we all saw it, and it was a bit freaky.
one night when i was just about to fall asleep, something banged on the mirror right by my head (the wall my bed is against is made up of three floor length mirrors). the mirror was it with alot of force, and i couldnt have hit it by accident, becuase i would have felt it.
the door to my bedroom will sometimes open, stay open for about 45 seconds, then shut. it will do this for about 3-6 minutes, then stop. sometimes when i am in the big bathroom at the back of the house i will see a young woman watching me in the corner of the mirror, or sometimes, i will see her out of the corner of my eye. once me and a friend were in there, and we saw her clearly in the mirror, she had dark hair, and a white dress, but i sensed that she is a "nice" ghost.
since i was born, i have lived in three haunted houses. the first one when i was two months old, and apparently that was a "mean" spirit. and the other two i have written anout. so i hope you enjoy my experiences.
I Ran over a Ghost
In 1987 i was stationed at Shaw AFB SC, then a Staff Sargent. I had just finished my shift at midnite and was on my way down 378 east to my fiance's house to spend saturday and sunday with her.About 15 miles down the 4 lane road devided mostly by a wide median with dense trees in an area called bear swamp,i saw someone standing in the road. I was so close to him or her all i could do was hit my brakes hard,i was doing 60 and slid to the rightand onto the shoulder to a stop.I jumped out of the car to see if i could help the person i had hit,but no one was there.I open my trunk and got my flashlite.I found nothing,no damage to the car nothing at all.It scared the hell out of me.I drove the next few miles with the hairs on back of my neck standing up.Next day i drove back to the site with my fiance and saw the tire marks and the torn up grass on the shoulder.She said i had just been tired and imagined it.I was not that tired and i would swear that it was real.
"JENNY" DIED I TO MY BEST OF RECOLLECTION , MID DAY DURING THE SUMMER PERIOD, IN 1993 OR 1994 I CANT REMEMBER FOR SURE, BUT IT WAS A SHORT TIME BEFORE I LEFT THE COMPANY IN 1995 ( MY EMPLOYMENT WAS 1989 - 1995).
I REMEMBER I WAS A " C0 - CONTROLLER" IN AN UNDERGROUND ROOM (ONE OF TWO, AS WE RAN 2 TOWERS) WE WERE RESPONSABLE FOR WATCHING ALL RIDE VECHICLES IN OUR TOWER. WE HAD A SAFTEY SWITCH TO STOP THE RIDE AND BRING DOWN THE ISOLATED CAR THAT SEEMED TO HAVE ANY PROBLEMS.
IN THIS PARTICULAR ISOLATED OCCURANCE, I SPOTTED A PERON SMALL IN FORM, WHO WAS NOT DOING WELL, NOTIFIFING MY SUPERVISOR WHAT WAS GOING ON WE BROUGHT THE VEHICLE DOWN. THE ATTENDANT THEN WENT INTO THE ROOM OPENED THE VECHICLE DOORS, LIFTED THE SAFTEY BARS
AND A HUMAN FORM FELL OUT OF THE VECHICLE.
THE GIRL WAS REVIVED BY PARAMEDICS THAT HAD BEEN CALLED, BUT DIED MOMENTS LATER. ( VERY EMOTIONAL BY ALL INVOLVED )
IN THE NEXT FEW DAYS FOLLOWING WIERD THINGS BEGAN TO HAPPEN
AROUND THE BUILDING. KEEP IN MIND JENNY
DIED IN TOWER 2 , 3RD FLOOR ( I CANT REMEMEBER THE LAB. DOOR NUMBER BUT IT WAS
THE LAST DOOR FROM THE EXIT). I WAS ALWAYS ON THE MORNING SHIFT WHICH ENTITLED
CLEANING OF EACH FLOOR, LAB ROOM, JUST DAILY ROUTINE STUFF TO OPEN FOR THE
PUBLIC. I ALSO HAD TO GO DOWN TO THE
OTHER THAN SEEING HER ON OPENING SHIFTS, I SAW BALLS BOUCING
DOWN THE HALLWAYS , THE HOLDING ROOMS HAD DISPLAY ITEMS LOCKED BEHIND PLEXY GLASS FOR DISPLAY BUT
WHER ALWAYS OUT AND TAMPERED WITH, THE KEY TO THE CASES WAS KEPT IN THE CORPORATE OFFICE WE COULD NEVER FIGURE
OUT HOW THEY GOT OPENED. COLD SPOTS AND
BREEZES IN HOT SUMMER DAYS, AND LOUD VIBRATING SOUNDS OF A YOUNG GIRL LAUGHING
OVER THE LOUD SPEAKER, I WITNESSED A CO WORKERS HAIR LIFT AND BE TUGGED ON WHEN
SHE WAS LOUNGING ON THE GROUND ON THE
THERE WERE ALL KINDS OF STORIES FLOATING AROUND FROM DIFFERENT EMPLOYEES WHEN I WORKED THERE. SOME I KNOW AS FIRST HAND EXPERENCES, SOME SECOND HAND, MAYBE SOME HAVE BEEN FABRCATED OVER THE YEARS WHO KNOW'S ? I DO KNOW WHAT IVE SEEN, AND I WILL LEAVE YOU WTIH THIS LAST STORY.
A MAN THAT I HAD DATED FOR A WHILE, HAD A VERY BAD EXPERIENCE AND QUIT SOON AFTER.
HE CLAIMED WHILE HE WAS RUNNING TEST RUNS IN THE EARLY MORNING HE SAW WHAT HE DISCRIBED TO BE A SKELETON WITH RED GLOWING EYES HOPPING FROM VEHICLE TO VEHICLE, RIGHT AWAY HE WAS NACIOUS, AND LOST HIS BREAKFAST, HE SAID HE FELT AN OVER WELMING SADDNESS AND TERROR.
THROUGH RUMORS FROM EMPLOYEES THAT I CONTACT FROM TIME TO TIME,
THERE WAS A PYSICIC INVESTIGATION CONDUCTED IN PREVIOUS YEARS, AND THEY HAD NO LUCK IN RELEASEING WHAT EVER WAS HAPPENEING THERE.
MAYBE SOME ONE YOU KNOW CAN HELP THIS BUILDING AND IT'S SPIRIT. PLEASE KEEP ME ADVISED SURFBUG1@YAHOO.COM
THIS IS IN REGARDS TO BACK TO THE FUTURE THE RIDE
Something is in My Old House
I have a true story for you i once lived in a house but now i live in a apartment but back then at my old house my room was the coldest room in the house and every day i woke up in my room and there is some of my furniture moved to other places like one of my books i remember putting one of my books on my chair but then the next day it was on my T.V and nobody in the house moved the book and then on that night i heard a sound like metal hitting the basement floor so i got out of bed and i looked in and i saw some old tools on the floor and the tool box looked like it was knocked over. and then i went back to bed and the next day my books were all in a pile but i remember putting them on my book shelf i dont know what kind of spirit i may have been haunted by but i know this..... somehting is in my old house
we live in hyderabad,India.when i was 14 our family faced a financial crisis.we had to shift to a 3 room house.there was an empty land right to our house.I norally used to study till late while preparing for my annual tests.that was the first time i encountered a ghost.all though i didnt see it for the first 2 months,i could say that it was a ghost as i could hear the sounds of anklets when a woman moved.(in our country women wear anklets to the heels.It is a custom here).The sound would be so clear and start at 11:45 pm every day and continued to atleast 3:00 am in the morning.The sound appears as if someone walked through the balcony and then in the walk area in the right side and then to the front door.Initially i was very frightened and could not study at nights and i told my parents about this.my mother also agreed that she would hear the sound so clearly when she was all alone in the afternoon.she said she would hear the sound from 11:45 am to 3:00 pm! after it one night i was studying as usual,late at night,may be it was 12:00 am and i was studying in the table light.suddenly i got up and opened the side door(i could not stop myself from doing so and felt like i was being forced to open the door).It was summer and temperatures were as high as 30 degree celcius at night and i felt deadly cold and my hair on the neck stood and that was the first i saw a ghost.It was a white form from top to bottom and i could see the feet glowing and i could say that she was wearing golden anklets.After a minute or so I was back to normal and i felt warm again.just then my mother came running and pulled me inside.she had a dream that very night that i was opening a door! later on the sighting becam more often and i cared less about it.The owner of our house knew nothing about the ghostly lady but she too heard the sound of the anklets and thought it was made by some one down the street.My father's friend (a priest)once came to our house and he couldnt enter the house.he says that a white form is opposing him.he said that the spirit had great powers and it was a good one and it will protect the people in the house.By this I became more brave and often leaved the door open while i studied late in the nights.now we became wealthy again and moved into a different house and had no such experiences yet.
When I was a about 15 my family lived in a old farm house
out side of Van Alstyne
an house with eletric but no runing water in side so we got ourwater from the well.
well there was a lot of things happend there. when family stayed the night they never came back
to stay the night. one tim my brother and I got off the school buss and we seen an man going into
the out house so we went inside the house and ask dad did we have company but he said no and
we told him what we seen. so we
seen him one day and chaed him to the barn but than he disapered in thin air.
well my mother worked nights so she slept while dad was at work and us boys was at school.
she said one day it souned like a party. they was laughing and talking loud. but no one was there.
at night we could hear foot steps on the floor. my farther would stay at my grandmothers house
when us boys went to stay the summer at my sister's house in
my older bother and his family stayed one night than they said no more. he talked my dad in
moving to town. one time my sister and brother-in-law was staying the week and mom and her
was going to the store and they heard a chain beeing dragged across the gravel drive way.
she scream for her husband. but us three guys found nothing. my grand mother said she heard chost
stories of the same house since
The Anonymous Cat
One day i was sitting on a chair in my bedroom when i saw out of the corner of my eye the figure of a cat standing there. When i looked it was gone. The next day i was having breakfast when i saw it again. Its eyes were red around the outsides and it had a green coller on that was carved into the words john. I screamed at the sight. I ran to my parents room and told them. They said that before we bought the house there was a guy called john that died there while building the house.
That doesnt explain the cat though.....
My Best Friends Story
OK iv had personal experiances but it was when i was real
young and i re
ok my best friend live in an orange grove when she was like
five or six and a lot of lil things would happen, but because it was just lil
things most adults didn't believe her but one night she was
It was Just before winter. I was lying in bed with my two year old daughter. Not asleep yet, I opened my eyes and saw the figure of a little boy. I couldn't see any features. He was a silouette but I saw his little body.
We had toys strewn
My daughter and my roommates kids would play with them
When I opened my eyes I had seen him bending over as though he was picking something up (like a toy) and he slowely lifted up. As he lifted up his silouette faded away.
I've thought before that I've seen something but not like this. I can say that I've thought that I've seen something befor, but this time I question myself on those because I know what I saw this time. I do not question myself now.
My Ghost Encounter
I was sitting in my room watching tv, when
This is my second submission to your site. After reading so many stories, I find myself
remembering how scared I was to go to sleep while living in this one
house. I must've been between 7 and 10
years old. The house was my maternal
grandmother's house, which had been passed down to my mother after she
died. Did I say house? It was more like a third-world wooden shack -
Anyway, my grandmother was a medium and was always
contacting the spirit world, this before I was ever born. After her death, my mother, her new husband
My sister swore she saw this woman going up the walkway that
lead from the roadside up to my mother's aunt's house (she lived behind
us). She said the woman was dressed in
black complete with a black veil covering her whole head. As my sister was looking out the only window
in our room, the woman turned to look at her and c
Of course, this was rural
My mother swears experiencing some supernatural events in
the house while her mother was living.
She was sitting in on a seance her mother was holding one night and was
picked up, chair and
I was her firstborn and she divorced my father even before
my birth. She went back to live with her
mother and one night, after I was born, she and my grandmother were awoken by
my hungry cries. They both got up and my
grandmother picked me up and told my mom to get my bottle from the
kitchen. My mother could not leave the
room - there was one solid w
As a kid, I heard more than my share of supernatural
stories. Some I found easy to believe
some I didn't. While my experiences have
been very few and not having actu
I know this is getting lengthy, but I just remembered another house (this one a row home here in the states) where some creepy stuff was supposedly going on. In this house it was said that the previous owners had found some witchcraft or black magic artifact in their front entrance and this had brought some spirits in. People claimed some weird stuff was going on.
A friend of the family was over one night and while she and my mother chatted in the kitchen, us kids hung out in front of the TV. My mom's friend got up to go to the bathroom upstairs and did a fast walk back to the kitchen - without having gone up! She told my mom that she saw a teenage girl dressed in a long, white, nightdress walking from the back bedroom and towards the front bedroom, with her arms crossed in front of her chest. I was about 13 at the time and did not believe her, but she looked white as a ghost herself and I now think, Why would this woman make this up?
There's more that we experienced in this house, but I will have to share that later. Though not terribly exciting, I still hope you enjoy the read!
When we first moved to our house about 8 years ago, our
house was only 8 years old built on what was farmland that saw skirmishes in
both the French and Indian War and of course, the Civil War. The road was an access road between what is
now Rte 3 and
I was in the kitchen.
I just moved. My husband was gone
back west to bring out stuff out. I had
a new born and a 4 year old. The kitchen
is a fairly open space. I was standing
in the middle of the kitchen, I had on a b
We've had candles (in particular) knock over--I couldn't
keep a pair of tapers whole until I just stopped buying them. Every night about 11:30, I would hear a
crash. I kept a heart shaped candle on
the back of the guest commode and about the same time every single night, the
crash would come and this or any other knick knack I put on the back of the
commode would invariably be in the middle of the h
Two kids--one 10 and one 5 were playing in my girls' room. The baby was in a stationary walker. I peeked in on them and I was about to admonish the (older kids) to not play in the bathroom when I realized that the noise in the bathroom (this would be the master bath except we gave the girls' the master bedroom) was that of a rattle rocking on the floor, by itself.
There have been other things, but things that other people have seen are a cabinet door flying open, same area of the kitchen. Something or nothing, rattling the kitchen door knob to point that my now 12 year old daughter went flying and hollering for my husband and about two weeks ago, I was in the house by myself, in the living room and heard very distinctly the silverware drawer in the kitchen, open and close. Same area of the kitchen I was standing where my hat went flying, etc.
Also, there is an area of our front yard where we've
"heard" stuff. When the ten
year old friend would leave our house to walk to the bus stop, as she passed
this corner of our yard, she would ask if I c
I have never re
My experience took place at
Me and my friend Blaze, A native, were walking around the
reserve late at night one night around where the forest was. My friend noticed what time it was and became
very nervous. His family were big
believers of spirits and other....supernatural things. He told me of a forest spirit that wandered
through the forest late at night. He
spoke of an old medicine man who was murdered that was buried around their many
years ago. He said it was a legend of
his ghost but he didnt know if it were true or not. The legend went that if you wandered through
the forest at night and were to whistle loud enough in a high pitch and then a
lower pitch you would hear the exact same whistle somewhere in the forest and
then the spirit would take revenge on the person who c
It happened when I was studying at my university. One night I decided to stay up since the exam is just around the corner. I make a cup of coffee because I hoped that I won't get into sleepy.I looked at the watch and it showed me 1.00 a.m.'Oh, it's still early', I mumbling to myself. I was alone in my room. My roomate went back to her house because she had a long gap between her final examination.
When I was focusing on my study, suddenly I heard someone
knocked the door. I thought that it was my friend. Then, I walked to the door
and opened it. There's no one in front of that door. I looked to the left and
to the right to ensure that I didn't missed my sight. I didn't see anyone.
Then, I decided to continue on my study. After a while, I heard foot stepping
and someone knocked again my door. The sounds become louder and louder. I get
into angry because it interrupted me. I walked to the door and opened again the
door. Suddenly, I heard women's screaming and laughing. The sounds keep on
continued and I felt someone whispered on my ear. My hand suddenly shaking and
I used to walk to the bus stop with the elderly gentleman living near us.He became ill and I did not see him until one bright sunny morning a few months later.As I walked down the path,I glanced to the left and I saw the elderly gentleman walking slowly up past the hedge round the front garden.He turned and looked straight at me,and I was struck by how pale he appeared to be.Not until later did I realise I could not hear the sound of his footsteps,although he appeared to be walking in his usual manner apart from being slower.I happened to glance away and when I looked back there was no one there.There was nowhere he could have disappeared to,and he had not collapsed on the pavement.In the evening,I discovered that he had died about half an hour before I had seen him that morning.
The Whistling Ghost
My Parents bought the house that we currently live in, about
5yrs ago. Things didn't re