Granny's House
By:
Siffordknoxville@aol.com
Now, before I start
I am only eleven years of age. Yet I
have had more paranormal experiences than most.
The setting for all of these stories is Knox county, TN. The first experience I had was when I was five. My family had just moved and me and big
sister were at my Granny's house. I was
sitting in the dining room playing with a deck of cards. I felt someone enter the room so I looked up
there was a little girl about two with curly brown hair and green eyes. She looked a lot like my cousin Adrian so I
started talking to her. Asking questions
like "I didn't know you were here" and "Did Aunt Cindy drop you
off". My sister came in who at the
time was nine and asked who I was talking to I told her
My next experience
happened when I was ten. I was again at
my Granny's house. I was in the living
room watching television. Then I looked
at the doorway that leads to the front door, the hall, and the dining
room. Standing there in the doorway was
a man that looked about 45-55, he was smiling at me lovingly. He had light red hair and one of those long
mustaches that curl at the ends. He also
had on a nice brownish colored suit. It
was kind of hard to tell because he was kind of faded like he was taken out of
an old photograph. In addition to that
he was very tall. I called for my Granny
to come to the living room. I described
the man to her and she went over to the shelves that held some photographs of
her family. She picked up a really old
one. When she showed it to me it had the
man I just saw, the little girl that looked like my cousin, a girl that was
about 5 with long brown hair, a boy about 9 with short red hair, a girl that
was about eleven who looked like me (long blond hair and blue eyes), and a
women about 47 with long blond hair. I
asked her who they were. She said they
were Greenberry,
Man In Woods
By: anonymous
5/28/07
I had a very strange
thing happen to me this past memorial day weekend.
I am a dental
hygienist, I have worked for 20+ years.
I am currently in the
For years I had been
taking the grass clippings, in the woods, behind my house. We had some new
neighbors move in and place no trespassing signs along the edge of the woods.
Last Summer I had
started taking the grass clippings out
to the North Fork Dam area. It is a heavily wooded area . There is a tiny graveyard
at the lower end of the Dam 15 or less headstones. "Becky's Grave" is
what I can remember this place being called.
After i cut the
grass on Saturday evening this past weekend sure enough I drove out to the
North Fork Dam area near the graveyard to dump my grass clipping.
There is a tiny
bridge at the entrance and a gate across the beginning of the path that leads
to the grave site..
I decided to go for
a walk on the path that leads to the graveyard out of curiosity, is 5 or 10
minute walk. I was standing in the graveyard at 9:00 pm when I saw a I can describe it as a white, glowing, shadow
of a man. a very old man with a wrinkled
face, a hooked nose , and a pony tail with a small bow tie on the end of it. He
was wearing a night shirt with a ruffled collar and buttons down the front.
He walked right past
me 20 feet in front of me on the edge of the woods along the path. He turned to
look at me without any kind of emotions.
and then kept walking. I normally don't
see things like this The entire thing lastly about 10 seconds .
I wanted to send you
this email
Message From Beyond
Or Just An Odd Occurance?
By:
jwillingham_1@yahoo.com
Birthday Wish From
Grandma?
My wife and I had
something very strange happen. Last November on her 30th birthday, she was in
the bathroom getting ready to go out. She has her grandmother's jewelry box
that plays music. Her grandmother died on January 1, 1994. This jewelry box
hadn't been wound up for at least 3 years or more (we had to replace the
missing wind-up key). It would play briefly a few times after we wound it up,
but I assumed that it was just a small amount of force left on the notched
drum.
For some reason, it
began to play briefly on her birthday last year and then stopped. It hasn't
done that since then. I wonder if it could have been a birthday wish from her
grandmother.
My Haunted Life
By:
Siffordknoxville@aol.com
Mind you I'm only
eleven years old but, I've had an abundance of supernatural experiences. My first encounter I can remember was when I
was three years old. I was in my
Parent's room an the computer playing a game while my Dad was getting ready to
go out somewhere. When my Dad tried to
walk out the door it shut. He opened it
and tried again but, it shut. He called
for my Mom to come to the room. When she
walked in Dad tried to walk out but, the door shut again. My Mom said "Grandma Kelly doesn't want
you to leave," she was just playing around. Then she said "Grandma Kelly let Ben
leave it's alright." My Dad tried
to walk out and the door didn't shut. I
asked Mom who Grandma Kelly was and she said that she wasn't my real Grandma,
just an old lady that used to live in our house. Also the chair on the front porch would rock
back and forth for no reason. Turns out
that was "Grandma Kelly's" rocking chair.
My next experience
happened when I was five. My family had
just moved to a new house near the older house where the previous occurrences
happened. My Mom was rocking me to sleep
in our red recliner. I looked at my
bedroom door and saw a foot. I wanted to
tell my Mom but, I just couldn't bring up the courage to.
The next
supernatural experience occurred when I was seven. I was playing by myself with a soccer ball
just kicking it back and forth. I kicked
it to hard and it rolled behind the house.
When I started to go get it the ball came flying from behind the
house. I thought it was my sister so I
called her name. No answer. So I thought it might be our neighbor Charlie
who at the time was eleven. I called his
name. No answer. I walked to the back of the house and on the
back porch was a girl that looked about ten.
I ran into the house and didn't go outside for a week.
My last experiences
happened this year. I was in my room
listening to my new mp3 player. It had this
cool recording thing. I tried it and
listened to it but, my voice didn't come through but, I heard people in the
background. Then in about April I was
listening to music on the computer when the music would skip and go all
weird. I felt something in the
room. I thought of the name Vince
because I know nobody with that name. I
said "Vince, quit that it's not funny." It never happened again.
Last but not least
last week I was text messaging my friend JT and then I had no bars so I thought
I should go outside to try to get bars.
When I walked out on the back porch I was holding my phone up trying to
get a signal. I must have looked pretty
stupid because I heard giggling. I
turned around and there was the little girl I saw when I was seven. She had long blond hair and really blue eyes
she was about 4'8 so I was about 7 inches taller than her. She continued giggling and pointed to the
holly bush. I walked over there and I
had all bars. I looked to where the girl
had been to say thanks but, she wasn't there.
I have had more experiences but, they are mostly noises in the house and
seeing things in the corner of my eye.
See I have had too many experiences when I was young and now I am very
paranoid about my surroundings.
Haunted Places - Personal
Story
By:
sireks_mom@yahoo.com
We bought this house
in 1993. There were numerous large
scratches on the door frames, from the previous owner's large dog.
Everything was fine
until we started to put in a pool a few years later. After the first day of digging, a large black
or brown dog was visible from the corner of your eye. It would follow my son whenever he was home. Whenever I was home alone, it would follow
me.
We finally filled in
the excavation, topped it with a sand-filled frame, and put the pool on top of
that.
After a Doggy
Funeral, the haunting stopped.
The House That
Wasn't There
By:
snlygstr17@yahoo.com
One of your stories
reminded me of this one.
In 1947, my dad was
working for a small electrical company in north central
Dad had been working
in an area east of our home in
Mom wasn't too
pleased as we were just getting our house built. We had just gotten running water into the
kitchen, and we were working on the bathroom, putting fixtures in as they were
offered on the market. In 1946 and 1947,
the country still had not fully converted to civiian goods, and everything was
at a premium. There was also the
question of me. I was a junior in high
school, was doing fairly well, and had just acquired my first boy-friend. I wan't too enthused about moving. My brother was in first grade, and he was
considered moveable.
The folks talked
about it over supper, and decided to take the company up on its offer of a
month to decide. There was just so much
to work out. Early the next day, a heavy
pounding on the kitchen door awakened all of us. Dad went out to find that it was his boss,
who had big news. Dad was to report at
He went on up the
following monday; mom, my brother Lorin and I went up the next day to look for
a house. What a nightmare! No houses anywhere, and the only way a person
could get into a local apartment complex was to be working for the
government. No exceptions. We finally
found a one-bedroom, summer cottage outside
We moved on election
day which was a stormy, gloomy day, and I started school the next day, but the
folks agreed to keep looking.
One day, a few
months after moving to
All three of them
went back to the house, parked the car,
and then walked around the house. It was
about two bedrooms as far as they could tell, a large living room, a big
kichen, and I believe it had a fireplace.
Mom was overjoyed to see it had hardwood floors. There was a large garage in back, and all in
all, it was perfect!
We were a happy
group at supper that night. I was happy
because living five miles out of town put a damper on my social life, and Lorin
was happy to be able to walk to school.
Mom fairly flew through her housework the next morning, because she
wanted to get to town to rent the house before it was taken from under us.
She decided on the
way into town to drive by the house to check the telephone number. There was a
problem. No house. Only a vacant lot.
Disbelieving her own eyes, mom drove around the block, in fact, she drove around
several blocks, trying to make sure she had the right one. Each time, she circled back to the block in
question. Same thing. No house. No sign in the yard, nothing.
Dad and Lorin were
stunned that evening. They had walked
around the house. They had peeked in the
windows, in fact, Lorin was saying recently that he could still
"feel" the window sill on his fingers when he leaned on it to look
into the house.
A few years later, I
married a boy from my high school class at
It that is so, what
did the folks and Lorin see that day?
Seeing is Believing
By:
zzhoundzz@yahoo.com
My brothers & I
have raised over 60 dogs the past 23 years. We like dogs ;O)
It was 1987,,, at
the time we had mostly Redbone Coon Hounds. One day some of them got out of the
yard by accident. We got them all back immmediately except for the mother
"Sundance". I searched high & low for her for weeks. When a hound
showed up at the local dogpound,,I'd be there only to be disappointed that it
wasn't her. I searched for her non-stop except when it was raining because I
knew that she would not step out into the rain,,that was just the way she was.
I was determined to find her,,we had her kids at home also. She used to curl up
in the chair in the corner of the kitchen & sleep. That was her spot that
she liked. One day I was sitting at the kitchen table talking to Martin who was
sitting across from me,,behind him in the chair I saw my Sundance. It was like
she had been sleeping & woke & slowly lifted her head & looked
right at me. It was incredible.I could see her red coloring but could also see
right thru her & could see the brown chair behind her. She was transparent.
I did not imagine this & it wasnt like I thought I saw her out of the
corner of my eye,,I DID see her clearly & for about 12 seconds or so. When
I looked at Martin & looked back,,she was gone. I think that was her way of
telling me to stop looking for her because she had come home.
Rented House
By:
konfusia@hotmail.com
We've rented a house
in
The upstairs is VERY
haunted. EVERYTIME we use the staircase to come down, it is second nature to
look back at the top when you reach the bottom because you can feel something
staring at you. We have a "feeling" that it's a young girl. Even
strangers who come to our house for the first time express this same feeling.
Once, without being told about the presence before hand, a friend was touched
on the arm by it.
Also, one time it
locked by husband upstairs with it! The door that accesses the staircase can
only be locked/unlocked on the outside of the door by using an old skeleton key
which we keep hung on the wall (INSIDE the staircase) I remember him pounding
on the door to let him out. The door had been locked on the outside but it was
3am and myself our three year old son was asleep.
All the
"regular" stuff happens to. We hear walking upstairs, sometimes
crashing up there. I'll be in my study upstairs, reading, and I'll be so
annoyed at the noise I'll walk out to yell out my husband to find him outside
in the yard.
I've heard rumors
the the house, in particular our attic, was a cival war hospital. I'm not sure
if that's true but I definitely know it is haunted.
The odd thing is,
that while you get that creepy feeling whenever you walk down the stairs or
hear something walking upstairs, you're comforted by it at the same time. Like
I said, we've lived there for a number of years so we've come to accept it as a
daily part of life. I often wonder though, who the entity is, what their story
is.....
Well, that's my
story, thanks for letting me share!
Personal Experience
with Haunting
By:
cowboydoj81@yahoo.com
I am sending you
this email because I myself have had encounters with spirits also.
I was 16 at the time
and this happened at my own home. Not sure if this is still an occurance or not
at this time but when me and my family lived in the house we encountered some
very evil spirits. The back bedroom was unable to be slept in because of how
strong the pressence was. There were nights that either me or my parents were
awaken from a dead sleep and seen aparations above the beds which looked like a
person holding a knife or object of some kind. And there were nights that we
would wake up to see a line of dead people outside the window. My father even
encountered the face of the devil in the back room. There was a night when I
was either 16 or 17 that my mother sent me and my father outside after a broom
she left by the 16 ft flat bed trailer we had and when we went out there I
myself felt a strong evil presence and when I turned around I looked a demonic
figure in the face. I can't discibe the figure but the face was that of a
man/beast. The house is now sold to another man which is now living there if
you would like to know more email me back and I will try the best I can to
answer your questions.
My Weird Ghost Story
By:
Ksfrodolives@aol.com
This happened to me
when I was about six years old so I cannot remember every detail, but I know
that it happened and to this day freaks me out. I went to this family reunion
and as a kid I just remember being really bored and not knowing anyone there
really. I decided that the crowds and all the noisiness was really bothering me
so I went into this back room of my great grandfather's house. I remember
playing with my Pokemon action figures and I heard someone open the door. I
looked up and a woman had entered the room. I remember talking to her and us
introducing ourselves. I only talked for a short while and she said that she
had to go and left. I don't remember thinking anything of it until I saw my
parents horrified faces when I told them that I had seen my aunt Monica. They
got a picture album and made me find which one was her and I showed them. Then
they told me that it was impossible for me to have seen her that she had
committed suicide years before I was born. I had known nothing of this
previously so needless to say I was very scared. There was nothing unusual
about the meeting that I remember, but I have no spoken of it since because it
is very strange to me.
My First Tale
By:
ngoddess71@yahoo.com
Well It seems that I
have more than one to tell so I will tell the very first one. When I was very
young and still using a crib, myself and my family lived in
The Garage
By: hello.there1324@gmail.com
this is my ghost
story i hope you will add it.
when we first moved
into this house, there was a large blood stain on the garage wall. my parents
said it was paint, but i didnt listen to them. i firmly believed it was blood.
maybe a year or two later i was in my garage with the big door open, when i
heard a laugh.it was evil-sounding, but at the same time it sounded like a 6
month old.I got outta there really quick! i was home alone so there is no way
to explain that laugh. i heard one time the next day, only fainter, as i was in
there. i stayed that time. two days later i walked into my room. it was messed
up! someone had taken my two year old brother's cd(he slept in my room) out of
my radio, and the radio station had been changed. i put the cd back in and
changed the station back to my normal one.i left it on. 15 minutes later, i
went and the cd was playing! assuming it was one of my brothers, i turned it
off. that afternoon i went in with my book (im a bookworm)and laid down on my
bed to read i had not noticed it but it was off when I came in though no one
had been in there. About five minutes later it turned on. I was surprised but
though it must have been a freak thing. That night however I saw a second
person in my brother's crib I began to pray to god and it immediately
disappeared. I haven't seen anything since and don't want too but it is my
belief that someone died in the garage and is was haunting our house but its gone now and I definitely don't plan
on getting it back!
My Mother
By:
mariasoley@aol.com
Hi, I come from a
My Husbands Father
My:
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My name is Trista
Taylor and I live in
My Father-In-Law and
Borhter-In-Law
By:
tabbee1972@yahoo.com
I have had several
dreams of past relatives that have past but this dream was reoccurring. Let me
start from the beginning.
My father in law and
brother in law were fishermen for many years and their boat was lost out at sea
long before either my now husband were married. My husband in fact was in high
school at the time. The boat or the bodies were never found so it left a lot of
questions for the family.
My husband never got over the guilt of not
meeting them at a harbor some where down the coast line to make sure they got
there because before they left the had to replace the fuel pump.
Just keep in mind even though i and my
husband were married I had never seen a pic of either one of them. My mother in
law kept them packed away.
Well years later of being married to my
husband I started having a dream about a man standing on the shore above the
boats. He looked grotesques and I knew hew was not of the living because his
skin was green a slimy looking. He was wearing a black stocking cap, Jeans a
flannel and a fisherman thick jacket. I would get frighten and wake up. The
same dream kept on happening till finely through fear I asked him what he
wanted.
Suddenly I was whisked away which felt like
an out of body experience, and I was standing on a rock in a hidden alcove
along the shore. The tide was out and there were several of these rocks were
sticking up out of the water. I looked around then down on the rock I was
standing on and I see two skeletons lay on the rock.
Next thing I knew they came together and
forming 2 skeletons. In awe and frightened, I started to see there mouthes move
but heard nothing in my ears but heard them speaking in my head. They told me to tell everyone that they are
fine and happy and to make sure I told the family to stop wondering and to move
on with their lives and that one day they will see them again. Next thing I
knew, I realized it was my father in law and my brother in law. After speaking
to them and receiving the message they fell apart and rested on the rock that
they were standing as if they never came together. Heart racing I was shown the
path to a trail in order to climb up and out of the cove half way up I awoke.
It took me a few days to sort things out and
tell my husband what happened. At first I described the man on the docks the
one with black stocking hat, jeans ect. He said that it descibed his dad the
day he left for his final fishing trip. Remember I had not seen a picture of
him yet. I told my husband what he told that they were ok and happy now. I told
him t the details of where I was standing and what the cove looked like. He
said that the coast guard looked in a
spot as described in my dreams but never
found any bodies or the boat.
After telling my husband I have never had a
that dream again. I have always known I helped my husband close a chapter of
guilt that had been eating him for years. i believe the main message was for my
hubby. I just recently finally got a good picture of my father in law and it
was him in my dreams. Just looking at the picture took my breath away.
Sorry for the long
post but all is said is true.
Haunted Place
By:
philiphanks1975@yahoo.com
In rural
it starts out that
around 11pm we here the sound of a child bouncing a ball against the wall and
gigling. shortly there after we here the
front door slam shut and feel a ice cold draft go through the front room. we then here heavy footsteps on the stairs
and once they reach the upstairs the ball stops and you hear a child
scream. Then the footsteps start
walking into another bedroom upstairs and you hear a woman scream. you then hear a thud and a rope
swinging. finally you hear a gunshot and
a thud of a body hitting the floor.
my friend and i did
some reasearch in newspapers and found that back about 75 years ago before my
friend and his family bought that house there was a farmer and his family that
lived there. the article stated that one
thursday night around 11pm he came in out of the fields. He heard the ball
bouncing against the wall and flew into a rage.
he went upstairs and killed his children then when confronted by his
wife he hung her and then killed himself with a shotgun. the investigators at the time thought that he
was depressed because the farm was not producing any crops.
An Encounter
By:
melissaann91@yahoo.com
In 2005 of November
when I was in 7th Grade my Grandfather passed away and I never got to say
good-bye to him. Me and my Mom were supposed to visit him in the hospital but
we never got the chance to. A couple weeks had passed and one night I was
trying to go to sleep but something kept me awake. I smelled something by my
vent that is by my bed. It smelled like smoke. So I checked every single room
figuring where the smell was coming from, but nothing. So I went back in my
room and the smell was still there. When I went back to bed, I realized that my
grandfather used to smoke cigars. I didn't really tell anyone about that night.
A couple days later from that experience, i had a dream about my grandfather in
a store with my mom, but I was the only one that could see him. That i told my
mom about and she just told me that he was making sure that I was okay. Since
now that my grandmother passed away in March of this year and I didn't get to
say good-bye to her, I hope that she comes and visits me once in awhile, too.
Well that's my story of my encounter and that i hope that someone can relate to
my story somehow.
Spirits and the
Dying
By:
onetab3xdaily@hotmail.com
Dear Dave last night
while at work myself and a coworker experienced what we believe to be a person
communicating with a departed loved one. The person in question does not have an
altered mental state. We were doing rounds and we were checking on our
patients. We got to the door of Lillian's room and she was very peaceful lying
in bed when she began to gesture with her hands to a force or being we could
not see. As we watched silent from the door she began to speak. After several
minutes I approached Lillian and asked who her friend was she turned her head
to me and with an expression as if in a trance she said this is my husband and
he has been away driving a truck. I thanked her for the information and she
turned away and continued with her visit. We continued to stand at the door and
watch several more minutes passed when the curtain by her bed moved on it's own
as if someone were pushing it out of the way. To come closer to her bed. She
continued to gesture as if the person or spirit were now standing right next to
her bed and holding her hands. I felt nothing fighting and if this was the
spirit of her dead husband then his spirit was only there to comfort her . We
left continued our rounds. When I checked in on her later she was in a peaceful
sleep. I thought you might be interested in my story.
Next Door Neighbor
By:
Dan.McGarty@hilti.com
This is an
absolutely true account of what happened to me, my brother Darren and our
friend Lee. At Sharpley Rd in Loughborough, UK.
We were all sleeping
on the floor of my room as lee was staying over, because our mums were working
at the local pub together. It was about 1 am and Darren and I were just getting
to sleep when we heard this scraping coming from the bedroom of the adjoining
house. It was like someone was digging a spike high up in to the plaster on the
other side then dragging it down in an arc to the floor boards. This would just
happen again constantly, to the point where you thought it might actually come
through!!
Like I said, we were
awake but Lee, who was sleeping at our feet, was out cold. We tried to wake him
by shaking him but nothing worked. Then the smashing started, it was like a grown
man throwing dinner plates at the wall, one after another!
Then banging and
crashing started, all the time the other noises continued until it all built up
in to a crescendo of noise!!
The next thing to
happen would haunt me even to this day; we heard a very loud, piercing scream!
The only way I can describe it is a scream that was in the film
“Trainspotting”. In it a woman’s baby dies in its cot, and when the mother
finds it she screams. Well take that scream and times it by a 100!! Lee would
still not wake up, through all of this, which was strange on its own!!
Anyway, we were that
worried, we got our mother up who promptly rang the police who arrived shortly
after.
They could here all
of this from the outside but with all their combined efforts to get somebody to
the front door nothing worked! They ended up breaking the door down, and that’s
when all of this got super spooky. They found nothing, the house was empty, and
there was no smashed cutlery, no mark down the wall. Nothing.
The police left and
it all stared again. This time Darren and I were terrified, still lee would not
wake up.
We just lay there
wide awake waiting for sun-rise. When it finally came, as if on cue, the first
bird we heard that Sunday morning ALL the noises stopped instantly, and at the
very same time Lee woke up. Wondering what all the fuss was about!
This story is 100%
true! Thanks for reading.
Lisbon Me
By:
Kathyfozzybear2@aol.com
I live in an old
house in Lisbon. We occasionally hear strange noises, one person will hear other
people having conversations when no one is around. We also have cold places in
the house. On occasion the living room or the downstairs bedroom will be four
or five degrees colder then the other rooms of the house. Sometimes my husband
claims that he sees strange blurs and movements out of the corner of his eye.
If we do have ghosts I don't feel that any of them or threatening. The other
day I was sitting in the living room watching TV when I swear I heard someone
yell from the kitchen. They said, "I'm waiting....!" as if someone
was in the kitchen and waiting for someone to finish getting ready to go and
they weren't moving fast enough and they where getting fed up with waiting. I
said 'what's your problem?' because I thought it was my husband getting home
from work and he wanted me to go someplace with him. When I got up to check it
up there was no one in the kitchen and my husbands motorcycle wasn't in the
garage as he had taken it to work that morning. My kids, 12 and 14 will come
down from their rooms and ask us what we wanted when neither my husband nor I
have called them. We have a dog and she
doesn't seemed bothered one way or another.
Cape Girardeau
Hauntings
By:
Kbrock001@aol.com
My Family and
friends used to live in an Apartment complex call Cape Meadows. During our two
years of living there we all experienced a number of unexplained experiences.
In our building there were 6 units, however only four were rented and livable,
the other two were damaged severely, they were used for storage of misc. items
through the years. In my particular apartment, my little girl started doing
strange things, she was talking to her closet one night, I asked her who she
was talking to, she said "Bobby," I asked her who "Bobby"
was, she told me he lived out back, by the bushes and the sand box. Soon after,
my daughters TV started turning on by its self, even when she wasn't home. We
would hear something coming from her bedroom, and when we opened the door her
TV would be on, so I turned it off and closed the door, sure enough I heard the
noises again, and went back to the room, TV was on again. This happened quite
often.
Another time, my husband and I were asleep
and my daughter was sound asleep and my husband thought he felt my daughter
crawl in bed with us, when he turned over to get her and put her back to bed,
she wasn't there. He went to check n her and there she was out like a light.
Later that night our bedroom door slammed open and we saw what we though was my
little girl run around our bed, however there was nobody there again, we got up
to check on her again and the gates in the hallway started rattling and it was
very cold in the hallway and my little girls room, i checked the thermostat to
see if the heat was on and it was running and set on 70 like always, but the
temp gage read 35 degrees. My daughter was still sound asleep.
Another incident was my husband was sitting
in the living room with the front door wide open, he saw out the door in the
hallway a Smokey figure of an old black man wearing torn overalls, he turned to
me and said check this out, when he turned back, he was gone. That same night
we went down to our neighbors apartment and told them what my husband had seen,
and my neighbor described the same man sitting in his computer chair. At that
same neighbors apartment, my family and our friends from across the hall were
visiting and on the keychain hoder next to the door was a keychain floating in
the air as if someone was taking it iff the hook, but you couldn't see anyone,
my neighbor said "Hi Bobby," and the keychain fell.
At my neighbors apartment below me, she was
sleeping one afternoon when her bedroom door started knocking back and forth
and the door handle was shaking, she thought it was the wind circulating
through the apartment causing this, but when she got up, on the outside of her
door was what looked like little wet handprints, but you couldn't wipe them
dry, and the never went away.
At my other neighbors apartment, it was a
basement apartment and the two apartment above them were the damaged
apartments, but quite frequently we would hear footsteps and what sounded like
people moving furniture up there, these apartment were always locked and never
gone into by anyone.
At my apartment, we would sometimes leave for
the weekend and go to my parents, when we would leave we turned all the light
out except for a lamp in the living room. When we would return home all the
lights would be on except for the lamp we had left on and we never locked our
deadbolt, because we had trusting neighbors, we would only lock the handle
lock, however when we returned the deadbolt was locked every time. I was baby-sitting my neighbors daughter one
day, and when her parents came to pick her up we were looking for her shoes she
took off in my daughters bedroom, she pointed to the middle of the floor by the
bed where she left them, but they were not there, we looked under the bed, in
the closet, all over the apartment, no shoes. I told them I would keep looking
they would turn up somewhere and I would bring them down when I found them, so
they left and went home, I started looking again for her shoes in my daughters
bedroom, and sure enough, they were in the middle of the floor. They were not
there 10 min. prior.
We had told our landlord about what we had
experienced and that my little girl was always talking to this
"Bobby" person, and that she told us he lived out by the bushes next
to the sand box, he told us that in the 70'S a little boy about 7 years old
drowned in the swimming pool where the sand box is now, he said that after the
little boy drowned the pool was filled with dirt and sand was laid out over it
to make a sand box, and the little boys name was Robert. He also told us that
the grounds the apartments were built on was an old slave community, which
might explain the black male in torn overalls.
We experienced a lot of unexplained
occurrences here but none life threatening.