From what I remember it was 1998 I was pregnat with my daughter at the time and had trouble sleeping some nights, but there was one night that in the middle of the night I was woken up by a really loud bang in my sons room (my son being at the time only 2 years of age) as I got up I heard this closet door slam closed, when to see what was wrong I had trouble getting his door open because his night table was upside down behind it ( the door ) so I squeezed through the opening, then moved the night table I went over to my son to see if he was ok, he was very shaken up I just thought that he had a bad dream Then it accured to me that his night table was across the room and there was no way the could have done that, so instead of tucking him back into bed I brought him into my bed for the rest of the night The next day I my mom take my son for the afternoon so I could take a nap as I was lying down with eyes closed, I heard a voice a little boys voice say ” do you like me” I very slowly opened my eyes and saw a little boy about 8 or 9 maybe even 10 years of age (what looked to be in the late 1900’s) standing there I quickly closed my eyes again when I opened them for the second time he was gone. After that for the next year in October my sons room at night would have a some what of a bright blue haze through his room, before all of that happen my son liked playing in his room a lot he was always talking out loud but I just figured that he was playing with and talking to his toys until after all of that happened if I wanted him to play downstairs he would cry kick scream any thing to be able to go back up stairs to play. Then about mid November to Later November I had moved out of there I found out later that it was said that there was a farm there way back in the day and that a boy died in the barn due to a fire, and before that the land was used for “milk-box-babies” I’m not sure if that’s correct or not. But that is my story as of today sometimes I can still feel his presents around me occasionally
Being around the paranormal is no new experience. After I left my parents house, 75% of my residences have been haunted. My favorite place was the funeral home I lived in for 3 years. Where many of my friends had similar experiences as to my own. I find the paranormal fascinating and tend to welcome many different experiences. For the first time I am apprehensive about some experiences that have been taken place recently. Approximately 7 months ago I started to notice a door would never stay closed in my bathroom, and my cats watching a particular movement as if someone is walking across the floor, however no one was in the room. Shortly after that experience I hear foot steps in my living room, I have a very squeaky floor you can even hear the cats walking around. This particular occasion both cats are laying on the sofa when my floor boards start to squeak. In my bedroom a dark mass will fly across the room, then suddenly disappear. None of this seamed to be bothersome till one of my cats was laying in bed with me and she woke up crying the terrible shriek of a meow for about 15 minutes. I took her out of the bed room and she ran underneath the sofa. Some mornings when I get out of bed, when I do sleep in the room which now is rare unless my boyfriend stays with me, I will have bruises on my legs and ankles that were not there when I went to bed. 4 nights ago I went to bed around 11 P.M. and my boyfriend went in close to 1 A.M. told me he saw a man next to the bed, he looked away then back towards the direction of the bed and the man moved in front of my boyfriend's face. My boyfriend looked away again and was gone.
Dark Shadow Encounter
Just wanted to share my Dark Shadow encounter as information for others. If there is anything you would like to tell me about it, please don't hesitate.I have had dark shadow encounters in my dreams as far back as the age of 4. I never really knew what they were, until I had the one major encounter, and none since, Thank God. I was dating a guy about 10 yrs my senior when I was in my early 20's. After sometime, we became quite serious and I flew to Alabama to meet his parents. My boyfriend at the time was to meet me 2 days later. His mother is of Caucasian and Cherokee decent. I had no pre-conceived notions of meeting her, except for excitement. When she came to pick me up at the airport, my first impression of her was not a good one. I couldn't put my finger on it, she wasn't rude or mean, but there was a strange energy to her that made me feel that I couldn't trust her. I slept in the guest bedroom in the second floor of the house. It was decorated in white lace and red hearts, with a large window. I was tired from my trip and decided to retire early feeling as if everything was going well in meeting my then would be future in-laws. I fell asleep easily and comfortably and most have been asleep for a few hours when suddenly I opened my eyes, except for I realized that my body was still asleep, and then yet I wasn't sleeping. I must have been having an OBE, or a lucid dream. However, I was still in the room, lying on the bed, when I looked straight in front of me and saw a large, oval globb of blackness about 7 feet tall. It moved very quickly in front and around my bed, I could hear it grunting, snarling, like an animal, and it seemed and felt angry at me because it couldn't get to me. I next realized I had a bright light surrounding my body and the bed. The light was coming from above and thru the ceiling. The light was beautiful and misty and it enclosed me in a bubble. The dark shadow couldn't penetrate the light and it knew it. I watched the shadow, to my surprise, as a child watches something it doesn't understand. I had no fear. I was just observing. Suddenly, my eyes opened, and the sun was coming thru the bedroom window to my left, and the black shadow was gone. It was morning. I didn't know what to make of the experience. That day we drove to upstate New York, to my future sister-in-law's wedding. I soon learned on the trip that my future in-laws were heavy smokers, and I suffered from bouts of asthma attacks. I endured a few hours of hot Alabama weather in a car full of smoke with the windows cracked slightly open. I finally mastered the courage to ask my mother in-law to open her window completely since I couldn't open mine and explained my medical condition. Suddenly, she blew up into a fit of rage, screaming at the top of her lungs that she was not happy she had to do that to keep me comfortable. I will never forget that day, as I suddenly felt this black glob of energy enter into my body and sit inside my stomach. I was numb, cold, and confused. We stopped to eat thereafter and I went to the bathroom and threw up. I had diarrhea and felt depressed for the next few days. Of course, when I came back to Houston, I broke up with my then boyfriend, and never saw him again. That was my last encounter with Dark Shadows. I don't know what they are, I just now know that they are not good or come from the light, and believe that some of them may be demons.
Experience in a Cemetery
A group of co-workers and I decided to take a trip during lunch to N. Whatley Cemetery in LaGrange, GA, Troup County. We are all fascinated with history and we heard the graves dated back to the early 1800's. While we were there one of the ladies and one of the guys suddenly saw a hazy ball shaped figure float by and disappear. We snapped a photo immediately and looked at the pics when we got back in the car. We had a great paranormal pic that really made the hair stand up on our arms (I will be glad to forward the pic to you if you'd like). We got back out, latched the gate shut with the lever and drove away. We noticed that the rd. was longer than we expected so we turned around and went back the way we came. When we passed back by the cemetery the gate was wide open already.....after we had let the lever down to lock it and there is no way possible it could have opened on it's own. When we stopped to make sure we weren't seeing things the blinker in my co-workers van started going off on it's own. All 6 of us were a little startled and left very quickly after that.
Indian Spirits In Log Home
My wife and I live in Ringgold, Ga. and have lived here for 25 years in a log home that we built ourselves with a lot of help from friends and family, this was about 1983. About 3 or 4 years after we moved into our log home some strange things began to happen. We would be watching T.V. when all of a sudden the T.V. would go off and when we found the problem, it was unplugged from the back of the T.V. You have to turn the plug on the power cord to unplug the T.V. and it was laying on the floor behind the T.V. After this happened we started to hear Indian music and some very low volume chanting. At times it would get very chilly in the house even when it was warm outside, but only in one bedroom. We have a big wall clock hanging on the great room wall and it has 3 chimes hanging down from it for the doorbells. When you push the doorbell button the chimes play a short tune. At times for no reason at all the chimes would start to move and ring like someone had pushed the doorbell button but there would be no one there. Our commodes would flush and there would not be any one there to flush them. We have found human bones and Indian pottery, arrow heads, and lead bullets about 50 cal.in size, and we do know that a Civil War battle was fought on our land and we checked with a University in Alabama and they told us that this was an area that had a Cherokee Indian village back in the 1700-1800 hundreds. We re-buried the bones and the pottery shards and the strange happenings have not been as frequent as they were. We still live here and intend to stay and the strange happenings has not ever been a threat or harmed anyone in any way. This is private property and it is posted.
I read with interest your listing about Ghost Road. I and my family have lived along side this road for 23 years. It can be a little creepy at times. My youngest son related an experience he had when he was a teenager. My kids always played in the woods back in there and they know the tombstone you refer to. One evening as it had just gotten dark he was walking home on the road when he heard a truck coming from behind and the headlights illuminated him. He stopped and moved off to the side to avoid possibly being hit. Well the truck stopped too. As he stood looking at it, the headlights suddenly went off and there was no truck there. Needless to say, he ran home.
Ghosts and Spirits
Hello" well' I've live in rivedale,utah @ valley west apts.. I hve lived there for almost 2yrs and have seen ghosts and a spirit. I thought I was out of my mind and going crazy but, I kno that my upstairs neighbor lost her husband yrs ago and died in the apt above me. Well" my friend that lives 3 buildings over from me has seen the same ghost cuz,I explained 2 her what I have seen. Well" 1 day after I had told her,I was in her apt @ her sink in the kitchen, and out of the corner of my eye I saw this ghost,and it freaked me out. He was dark and about 6ft tall and skinny! Well" I've gotten nervous cuz I believe this ghost is trying 2 come after my kids. I'm not scared cuz,I know if they think ur scared they'll keep bothering you.
i am an rn at olbh (our lady of bellefonte hospital). I'm writing this toyou from work because i work evening shift w/ midnight call. In regards to the ghost of fannie, the story goes that she tended to a garden here at the hospital. shortly after her death, the garden was replaced by our cardiovascular lab which is adjacent to the surgery dept. (where I work). I've heard housekeepers at night who've cleaned the operating rooms state the anesthesia machines will turn on and flash an EKG reading with an abnormally fast heart rate which flatlines then machine as a whole shuts off again. also rooms are "flooded" at night yet morning shift crews report fresh blood stains are on the floors. one last story, a co-worker decided to stay in the pre-op room to sleep instead of going home for only a couple hours. she said she was having trouble with her blanket, so she was kicking her feet in an attempt to straighten the blanket out when all of a sudden the blanket went straight up in the air, fully unfolded, and gently came back down, covering her up. pretty bizarre stuff, huh?
I have been living in this house for close to 3 years. For the first 6 months, nothing happened. One night, my hubby and i were laying on a spare mattress in the living room watching a movie. This was around 11:50pm at night. We started hearing these heavy footsteps in the house. We have two doors leading into the living room. One of the sliding doors was right beside us, and the other one is approximately 5 metres away from us. We heard footsteps in the hallway outside the door furthest from us. At first we thought it was my older brother who was also living with us. But he has this routine where he goes to bed at 10pm and its the same every night and he doesnt change his routine. Weird i know. Anyway, we looked at each other thinking "Is that Micko walking around in the hall at this time of night?" We sat there listening to the footsteps that next walked into the kitchen, which has a door that leads into the living room where we were closest to. The footsteps came closer and closer until they stopped just outside the sliding door. We waited. We listened. We were expecting my brother to open the door and have a whinge that our tv sound volume was on far too loud, even though it wasnt. But he is like that you know. We waited, and then my hubby pushed the sliding door and opened it and we found nothing. The other door on the far side of the kitchen was also closed, which lead into the hall that the footsteps originated from. We were a bit spooked because we both heard the steps and laying on the mattress on the floor could sure as hell feel the vibration in the floor from those footsteps. We decided to search the house, minus my brother's bedroom and we found nothing. An old man lives next door and i was starting to imagine that perhaps he passed away and wandered over to our house. We saw him a few days later alive and well, so that threw that notion out the window. The next morning we asked Micko if he were up last night and he says "no." We told him what we heard and all he could do was shrug and insist that he was in bed and didnt even come out. I believed him simply because there was no way he could have walked away without us noticing when hubby opened the door, and the footsteps never left. It just stopped outside that door, but nothing was there. One thing that does happen here a lot is birds always hitting our front window. This has happened so many times that i have lost count. Im not sure if this is significant and whether its a common occurance with houses with weird things happening inside. Another thing that we notice on a few occasions is phantom smells. Sometimes they smell really pretty, but other times it is foul. They rarely last more than 10 minutes. For a while, things were back to normal, but my brother said one day "I dont know who is always walking past my window or what they want." I asked him who? He said "some kid." He believes it was a girl, probably no older than 8 or 9. She walks past his window and heads toward the backyard and he never sees her walk back. This has happened about 4 times that he can recall. I told him "WHY dont you go out there and check it out?" He always has some excuse of how he was busy etc. He plays online games and says he was in the middle of something. Ok, lets continue. About 9 months after hearing the footsteps, we heard them again. We were in the bedroom this time and it sounded like it was coming from the laundry and kitchen area. Again, we investigated, checked all the locks on doors, but everything was secure and fine. I asked my hubby if he believed this house was haunted. He said it was a very real possibility. Not too long ago i was taking a bath around 11pm and I heard a really loud thump just outside the bathroom window, i got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around me and met my hubby in the hallway. He thought i might have fallen and i told him that it seemed to have come from outside the window. We switched on the backyard light that had an outdoor seating area, but the place was clear. We didnt go outside, but we could tell nothing was on the floor that could have made that sound. We went into my son's room to look out the window where the garage and the rest of the yard is but couldnt see much, save for a few feet from the house because the outdoor lights arent strong enough and the trees are too dark and cast many dark shadows. We just put it down to maybe the neighbour was outside doing something though it was dark and if that were the case, wouldnt he have a light on? But recently, I got a real shock of my life. About 3 months ago, they put the house on the market, and around this time, i went into my son's room about 7am to wake him to get him ready for school. It was still quite dark, though the sun was starting to come up and you could see enough. I pulled his bedroom curtain open and saw what looked like a girl child, in the yard, looking directly at the window. She just stood there, watching and then she turned her body and made her way toward the back of the garage. She kept looking my way for a few seconds before looking away and disappearing behind the garage. I didnt know WHAT to think to be honest. What would she be doing out there at that time of morning wearing inappropriate clothing for that time of morning. Im not even sure if she was solid or not. I was just thinking "Who are you and WHY are you in my yard?" I think she wore a light blue dress. It could have been white. I didnt have too much light but it almost seemed like she had a bit of a glow. I could even tell she seemed to have long blonde hair. By now my brother and my hubby had left for work and i was alone in the house with my son and there was NO WAY i was going to go into the yard to investigate. What if she wasnt a little girl? Can a little girl create such heavy footsteps? She is always spotted outside, yet the footsteps are inside. Or is that something else inside? Is she trying to warn me? I have seen shadows here and there, and many things have been breaking down recently. Since the house was put on the market, our little portable oven broke down, our microwave is breaking down, my washing machine isnt working well anymore. It wont do the final spin cycle. The hot water mysteriously stopped working as well, and the landlord came by to fix it and says he doesnt even see anything really wrong with it. The hot water started working again. The toilet was blocked up with a root of a tree, but why now? The kitchen faucet broke and fell off, our Video player stopped working. It chewed up a tape and had to throw it out. Birds continue to occasionally fly into our front window. ALWAYS that same window. Happened on the day of the house auction too. And its not just these, but also illnesses. My son was choking on food the other day and needed an ambulance. Since living here, my hubby has needed two surgeries, one being spinal. He's always been strong and then he spent a year out of work with a bad back. He developed diabetes while living here though a test a year ago said he was fine. I also developed problems, Polycystic Ovarian Sydrome, an umbilical hernia requiring surgery in near future, high blood pressure that recently got even higher, ankle swelling that cant really be explained, chest infections that occur frequently, and a few others. Before living here, we were fit and healthy, and its like being here is making us sick. Could be a coincidence. But you cant help think these things. Ive read that there is a house somewhere in Europe i think, and people that move in there die of a heart attack within 2 weeks of living there, even those with no history of being ill. They say the house is cursed. So who knows if this is why we are getting these issues. We are moving out in a couple of weeks and we are counting the days. I feel more like a 70 year old these days than a 36 year old. And all this change has happened in the past 3 years of living here.Anyway, this is my story.
The Assisted Living home in Pittsboro, NC where I used to work has "something" present. It was first built in the 1920's as a children's home. In the late 1970's it was converted into a home for the aged. There were several nights when you could "feel" someone or something there with you. On occassion myself and other workers have seen shadows and other things there. Because it is a Christian facility we never brought this up to the Director or Administrator. There is resident there currently who claims to have seen people in her room (they atribute it to dementia) and regularly speaks to children and has on occassion asked one of us to help them find their room. The center building where there is currently a 3 BR apt located on the top floor is part of the original structure. The wing where I get feelings of not being alone is part of the 1970's expansion. We are all curious about what things may have taken place there when it was a children's home. You know they say children and the elderly usually see things we don't because of the mind at those times are the most open.
when I was about 6 or 7 I still had this plastic star night light with a removable bulb and cord. One night my mom came in my room franticly because she smelt smoke. turns out my light bulb in my light bulb over heated and began to melt the plastic. to mine and my moms shock the light bulb was taken out nd balanced perfectly on my night stand,even before my mother came in the room. because of this no fire started. never the less I was a little freaked out. but i was sorta relived i was just glad to think that a guardian angel watches over me and my family.<3
I just emailed you the orb story about my sucide boyfriend and the orbs. To continue this story after I read your site more. My friend stayed and heard music though out the night. And did not feel welcome to stay in his room. She is familiar with ghost. And I have not been well since his death. I have grieved so hard I became suicidal myself. I am just now coming to grips with the situation. So maybe I hold him here. Or like you said he holds hisself here becasue of us to see that we are safe. I want him to pass and go to the light. What should I do. I am so distraught over this. He has came to 4 people I know by dream. My 5 year old had him come and say he loved him and had to go to heaven now. And his newphew had a dream with some of our memories in it. And he told him take me to my wife meaning me and said god bless you at the end. My friend had one he walked through and said sorry i dont know why I am here. And my uncle had one saying for me to move on. I did have a dream where someone I thought was him was trying to walk me though like a maze. Very hazy I have been on meds. I felt like it was him. The coroner said it was accidental he just took it to far. I dont understand that excately because it was a hanging. He told his family that day right before he did it he was going to they didnt come to check on him I was gone from the house to come home and find him hanging with knees on the ground. After his death I would scream for him in that room. Please if you can guide me though this I have beeen so distraught. I talked to a phycic medium. She said He came and rubbed my hair at night and he said to stop the tears and he could come though. And she said he didn't want me to live my life stagnit I have many more lesson to learn. And were soul mates, and would have many more lives together. She is established in this field and didn't charge me for this she writes books on the subject I trust here judgement. And in the cam I described with my last email it seems the energy is humbed up around my head. Hopefully you read both of my email sent tonight and can respond to me AI would really appreciate a responce. I would hate to think I am keeping him here. And as to my religion pagan. Since his death I haev turned to a Indian Monk for guidance. I am currently studing Hindu philosphy. My boyfriend belived in god and the bible.
This is an account of a Shadow Person. I was sat in the dark in a security lodge which is mostly made of windows. About three A.M. I turned and noticed a shadow of what I thought was a man looking into the lodge window from outside. When I looked at the Shadow, it turned slowly and walked to the side (which would have put the person making the shadow move into the open road. Surprised that there should be anyone there at this hour I looked out of the window and saw nobody. I looked around the Lodge but no one was around. It began to strike me as strange. I did the usual thing of checking to see if it could have been an anomaly caused by automobile lights etc, but there were no automobiles around or any other light source as probable cause. There was something about the Shadow that struck me as odd. The shadow 'was' the presence, it did not seem cast by another presence. I could not think of anything that would attract such a being, so I just put it down to experience. However, a while later I was on a Web site where a woman with knowledge of Shadow people was explaining that they enjoy hanging around illness and death. A work colleague at the time had his wife seriously ill with some illness like alzheimer's or something, and he would bring her to work as she could not be left alone, (we work alone so there is no problem with bringing a wife like that). Around the time I saw the Shadow person his wife died at home. Had the Shadow person got into the habit of visiting the lodge to watch events there?
Ok, I have been seeing and feeling spirits since I was 17 months old. My mother was rasied to believe in the paranormal and so was I.. My first inconture happened when I was 17 months old. My great grandfather had just passed away. I don’t remember seeing him or talking to him but, I do remember the smell of his cologne. My mom told me this when I got older. She said that she had just put me down for bed and a few minutes later she heard me talking. So she came to check on me and I told her it was papa and that was that I never saw him again until we moved into the house we are living in now. My second happened a few weeks after my great grandmother passed. I was 12. When I was little she had given me a jewelry box. I was little and I had put baby powder in it. Well a few weeks after she had passed I was vacuming my room and nothing was near that jewelry box and it just fell off my dresser. It even fell off when I was in the living room watching tv with my dad. The last time it fell, I was at my nannies and my mom had the door shut so no one was in there. When it fell my mother got it up and cleaned it out and put it in her room and well that was the last time it did anything. My great grandmother was telling me to clean it. Ok, now my pawpaw fathead he was beloved to me because well I knew him for only 11 years. I was 13 when he had passed. That night in the hotel room by the hospital after he had passed, we were getting ready for bed. My mom was crawling in the bed with me when my step grandmother said "Shell is that you standing there?" my mother replied "No mawmaw I'm in the bed.". Well my grandmother told us what she saw. There was an angle where my mother had stood. My mother could't see it but I could barely. I know it was him telling us that everything would be ok. My pawpaw fathead always messed with me so I wasn't surprised if he did it after death. One night I was in my nannies living room at like 11 o'clock waiting for CJ to get home. My nanny was in bed and I was just watching tv. Well there is a desk close to my nannies room. My pawpaw use do bills there when he was alive. I remembered before I sat down the chair was pushed in. A few minutes later I heard a creeking noise and I looked over and the chair was out of course I it scared and it made forget that it was pushed in. I told nanny and she said "It was probly your pawpaw fathead." The last time I was at her house before she moved. I had just got out of the shower, I was drying my hair and I heard a name. I don’t remember if it was Randy or Rodney but I asked my nanny and she told me that it was probly someone he knew so I left it at that. I had used his old phone because mine was dying. Well we took it home before CJ and her boyfriend Joe could pawn it. This was a few months before my nanny moved out from up there. Cj and Joe was stealing stuff and pawning it. Well we had the phone and one night out of the blue it started ringing and it said dad. My mom answered and nobody was there well the funny thing is it was dead and shut off. Well next time it rang, I was at home and this time it said Joe and I answered, of course no one was there. We took the battery out and my nanny moved. And now no one knows what has happened to Joe or Cj. Last one I promise. My dads father just passed recently and I was very very close to him. I did everything with him when I was litte. I'm even named after his daugter who passed away when she was 3. I was like his daughter and the one chance he got to know what it felt like to have a little girl again. He passed away Dec. 8th I was 16 and I miss him dearly. When I was little they had lived in a trailor. I knew his daugter was there because I could feel her even though I never saw her. When they moved to the house that is on the hill above the trailor. I could feel something that wasn’t good. I still feel it when I go over there. I don’t feel dianna (his little girl) or even my pawpaw. The week my pawpaw passed away my mom asked me to vacum his room. Well I started the vacum and you know that feeling you get when you know your not alone and it feels like someone is going to hurt you, well that’s how I felt and I started to panic. I hurried and I looked down for just a momment and then looked up and my mom scarred the living crap out of me. I left the room and let her finish. To this day I never go back there or even go to the bathroom there because I never want to feel that feeling again. I know I am very blessed to have had the chance with them all and to know that they are watching over me and protectingme because, sometimes when I'm alone or scarred I can smell their perfum/cologne or feel their presences and I know that I'm not alone or that I shouldn’t afraid anymore because they're always going to be with me..
When I was little we lived in Belgium. I had a very large room with a large window. On the corner of my window my mother hung a small stuffed angel. At night I would see it moving its arms and head as if it were talking to the sky outside. I would watch it do this for a while and then I would slowly and quietly get out of bed to go and see it and touch it but as soon as I would come close it would stop. This was about the extent of my encounters until I was in the 6th grade my family and I moved into a house on Elsee St in Orlando, Florida. I remember the layout perfectly. My room was located in the back of the house next to my bathroom and across from my brother’s room. My parent’s room was located on the other side of the house next to the garage. I had three different experiences at this house. One night I woke up out of a deep sleep. I thought it was kind of weird because I was wide awake. I heard people talking and pots and pans banging around. I didn’t really think anything of it because my mom was known for getting up early and cooking if we had people coming over that day. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen expecting to see my mom. It was completely dark. I went into my parent’s room and they were asleep. I went into my brother’s room and slept on the ground. There had been some time that had passed before the second experience. Again, I was sleeping and I woke up in the middle of the night. My bed faced the window and behind my bed was my closet. The closet doors were made out of metal. I was laying there when all of the sudden I heard a tapping on my closet door. It was a light tapping and then it would stop. I yelled for my brother to get out of my closet and leave. The tapping happened again. It sounded like someone was doing it with their nail and it was making the door vibrate. I was a little scared so I didn’t open the closet. Instead I went to see if my brother was in bed and he was. I slept in his room again for the night. I decided to tell my parents about what happened and I told my dad that I was too scared to sleep in that room. So, my dad converted the garage into a new room for me. Again, a lot of time passed and one night my friend spent the night. We were being silly and playing around with my Ouija board. Later we went to bed and I locked my room door. I had a dresser that I kept trinkets and glass figures on and it was under two vent windows that my dad built for that room. The windows were close to the ceiling and they had a ledge on both. That night I felt a little uneasy and scared from playing with the board, my friend on the other hand was out like a light. The next morning I woke up and I went over to my dresser to find that someone or something moved all of my little trinkets from my dresser to the top of the window ledges. I am a very light sleeper and in order to do this you would have to climb on top of my dresser to reach the ledge of the window and my door was dead bolted shut. I am now about to be 30 and I have not had another experience since then. Just thought I would share my story.
My Little Story
I have been reading the stories you posted by lots of people for many years now.I have posted 2 stories under a different e-mail myself I would like to tell you about the newest one thats been happening for over 3 years now at work. I am a restaurant manager in a small town in georgia, milledgeville. Now i have to mention that the building this restaurant is in, was brand new when we opened. About 7 month after we opened the doors the first time to the public it all started. At that time i was promoted into management and took over 2nd shift. We ( employee's and I) started seeing a shadow figure walking in the back of the house, always by the ice maschiene and dry storage room. One day I was carrrying a glass rack bach to the dish room when the swinging door that seperates the diningroom from the back of the house opened and stayed open untill i walked through the door and put the rack down by it self. This is a swinging door that we just push open with our foot to walk through. It swinges right back. Except for that time.As i walked through the door i looked and saw noone by the door that could have opened it for me. At that time all i had was 1 server who was taking an order in the dining room at the time, 1 cook that was on the grill line cooking an order and me, no dishwasher yet. Things have been progressing over the last 3 years. When i walked out of my office one night after closing, the dish cart started rolling from the swinging door to the diningroom right in front of me. I was the only one left in the building! Now things are starting to happen in the front of the house. I now am running shifts during the day. from 5:30 in the morning till 3 or 4 pm depending. Glass racks are coming out of thair slots by them selfs. on time a rack came completley out of it's slot and fell on the floor. With only one server there, and she was nowhere near it. she got scarred when she saw that. we always see a shadow figure walk around in the dining room now. Also on the Grill line and then back to the dry storageroom. All the employees have had some kind of something happen that neither one of us can explain. But we don't get a bad feeling when anything happens so we just named the shadow figure" george". We also talk to geoge alot. when asked to please stop moving things, it stops, if only for that day. We all shure would like to know what is going on here, and how did "george" come into a brand new building to stay? Nothing scarry I know, but they are not all scarry. I think ghosts are just people like us. Thanks for reading