In 2005 I was about 11 years old and my mother and her boyfriend went to a football game in Atlanta, GA. I didn't want to go so my mom let me spend the night at my Aunt and Uncle's house.
Later that night, when I was getting ready for bed, my aunt said "sweetheart, take a bath before you go to bed it will help you sleep better." and I said "ok" then she said "I'll run your bath water for you ok! so close the door and go get your pajamas.
I pulled up the door and I turned around and I saw her spring some salt stuff in my bath water (my mother said she like used to do voodoo and everyone in our family thinks she crazy). Anyway I thought that was very weird.
So that night when I slept in the guest room I woke around 3:00 am and I looked to my left and there was a tall black shadow looking down at me. It was kinda like an outline of a very tall person and it kinda floated into the hallway.
I don't know how to describe it but it freaked me out. I got out of bed and walked into the hallway and it wasn't there. I was freaking out. I slept in the living room that night even though I wasn't supposed to.
Later that day when my mom picked me up I told her about it and she was quiet for a minute and she looked at me and said, "that's ok, you don't have to spend the night here anymore".
After we got home she told me that my aunt did the same thing to her and she saw a black shadow too. My mom said she doesn't like that freaky weird stuff. And My uncle just died and his funeral is tomorrow and I think that my aunt is just trouble.
Sent in by Lateria, Copyright 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
The Night I Saw A Vampire
At first I thought that I was dreaming so I pinched myself. Nothing. I pinched myself again. Same as before. Then I new I wasn't dreaming.
I had just woken up from a nightmare. I had dreamt that my parents died in a house fire.
There was a man at the end of my bed all dressed in black with a pale face. He had a distinguished smile on his face, with abnormally sharp teeth. I closed my eyes for a while (about five seconds) and then I opened them. He was gone. I couldn't get back to sleep, even though I was tired and it was 1 am.
In the morning at about 6 am it was still very dark. I told my mum what I had seen last night in the room. Of course we weren't at home. We were staying the night in Bratislava (capital of Slovakia in eastern Europe).
She said she had heard a story exactly like mine on the internet but it was in the next room. Vlad Tepes had ruled this place (Slovakia) as a crowned prince in the 1500's. He had also died right on the town square which I could see outside the window.
I looked down and there he was. He waved and then disappeared into thin air. I felt a shocking pain in my neck. I ran to the mirror and saw two marks on my neck. I screamed and started to panic. My mum came running into the living room and she asked what I was making the noise for. I explained and she thought I was just crazy.
Do not enter the Destiny hotel. If you do, never enter room 148.
Sent in by Jayden Kirby, Copyright 2008
I had just woken up from a nightmare. I had dreamt that my parents died in a house fire.
There was a man at the end of my bed all dressed in black with a pale face. He had a distinguished smile on his face, with abnormally sharp teeth. I closed my eyes for a while (about five seconds) and then I opened them. He was gone. I couldn't get back to sleep, even though I was tired and it was 1 am.
In the morning at about 6 am it was still very dark. I told my mum what I had seen last night in the room. Of course we weren't at home. We were staying the night in Bratislava (capital of Slovakia in eastern Europe).
She said she had heard a story exactly like mine on the internet but it was in the next room. Vlad Tepes had ruled this place (Slovakia) as a crowned prince in the 1500's. He had also died right on the town square which I could see outside the window.
I looked down and there he was. He waved and then disappeared into thin air. I felt a shocking pain in my neck. I ran to the mirror and saw two marks on my neck. I screamed and started to panic. My mum came running into the living room and she asked what I was making the noise for. I explained and she thought I was just crazy.
Do not enter the Destiny hotel. If you do, never enter room 148.
Sent in by Jayden Kirby, Copyright 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
A Ghost Set Fire To Our House
When I was about five years old I was up in the attic with my brothers playing a board game when the downstairs of our house was caught on fire.
Before all of that happened there were sounds of moaning up and down the stairs late at night. I heard strange noises at all hours. I had woke up one night and there was, what appeared to be, a strange man standing over my bed.
We had done some work on the house a few days before the fire. My mom wasn't home so it was just me and my brothers. We were playing the game Trouble and I started smelling something odd. I was like, is anybody smoking or something? And my brothers looked at me like Are you crazy?
Then they started smelling it too. They went into panic mode and rushed out of the attic to find out what the smell was. As soon as they stepped out of the attic door they were back in the attic scared out of their minds. I was frightened.
They finally said we need to get out of here fast. They grabbed my hand and we walked to the window. Our next door neighbor was out there with a ladder when we opened the window. My brothers handed me to him and they climbed down themselves.
It was found later on that the cause of the fire was the oven. The pilot was blown out and somehow a match set off the gas. Keep in mind we were all in the attic and my mom was at work. No one could have set that fire. There is one of my ghost stories I hope you all liked it.
Sent in by Kelli, Copyright 2008
Before all of that happened there were sounds of moaning up and down the stairs late at night. I heard strange noises at all hours. I had woke up one night and there was, what appeared to be, a strange man standing over my bed.
We had done some work on the house a few days before the fire. My mom wasn't home so it was just me and my brothers. We were playing the game Trouble and I started smelling something odd. I was like, is anybody smoking or something? And my brothers looked at me like Are you crazy?
Then they started smelling it too. They went into panic mode and rushed out of the attic to find out what the smell was. As soon as they stepped out of the attic door they were back in the attic scared out of their minds. I was frightened.
They finally said we need to get out of here fast. They grabbed my hand and we walked to the window. Our next door neighbor was out there with a ladder when we opened the window. My brothers handed me to him and they climbed down themselves.
It was found later on that the cause of the fire was the oven. The pilot was blown out and somehow a match set off the gas. Keep in mind we were all in the attic and my mom was at work. No one could have set that fire. There is one of my ghost stories I hope you all liked it.
Sent in by Kelli, Copyright 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Nightmare In A Dementora Mansion
Here is a story of a blood clotting experience I've had during my last summer vacation. I had spent my last summer in a broken-down mansion near a cemetery. It may sound spooky but the terrorizing moments are yet to come.
As I said, the mansion being near the cemetery, created a spooky, weird and an exciting atmosphere. I had come with a friend who had lost a bet to her cousin and had to go through a night in this so called 'dementora' mansion.
The moment we set foot in that nightmare we began going through deadly experiences. The caretaker who was with us helped us a lot. First I slipped and fell in a deep, cleanly finished pit, as if it had been dug knowing that I would be there. As my friend tried to help me out of it, she herself fell into it and lay there unconscious.
Then, finally somehow we got out. Then we also went through other scratches and bruises, including a bite from a dog. To avoid any other circumstances we went to sleep.
I awoke with a start hearing a loud scream. I ran following the scream. I came to a halt when I saw a deadly beast, covered in flowing robes, tearing the flesh from a lump of meat. Suddenly my heart beat stopped. I realized it was the caretaker who was with us. I let out a blood curling scream.
When I opened my eyes and founnd myself back in my bed. My friend thought that I had gone mad. She told me to go back to sleep and that we would be out of that place before the sunrise. Happy and convinced that it was only a dream, I forced myself to sleep.
In the morning, my friend woke me up. We went back to thank the caretaker for being with us, but we did not find him. A sudden thought flashed my mind. Could he really be dead? just to be sure, I crept slowly back to the place I had seen in my dreams. I stopped still, instead of screaming, I scanned the body of the caretaker fallen cold and dead.
Sent in by Aparna Menon, Copyright 2008
As I said, the mansion being near the cemetery, created a spooky, weird and an exciting atmosphere. I had come with a friend who had lost a bet to her cousin and had to go through a night in this so called 'dementora' mansion.
The moment we set foot in that nightmare we began going through deadly experiences. The caretaker who was with us helped us a lot. First I slipped and fell in a deep, cleanly finished pit, as if it had been dug knowing that I would be there. As my friend tried to help me out of it, she herself fell into it and lay there unconscious.
Then, finally somehow we got out. Then we also went through other scratches and bruises, including a bite from a dog. To avoid any other circumstances we went to sleep.
I awoke with a start hearing a loud scream. I ran following the scream. I came to a halt when I saw a deadly beast, covered in flowing robes, tearing the flesh from a lump of meat. Suddenly my heart beat stopped. I realized it was the caretaker who was with us. I let out a blood curling scream.
When I opened my eyes and founnd myself back in my bed. My friend thought that I had gone mad. She told me to go back to sleep and that we would be out of that place before the sunrise. Happy and convinced that it was only a dream, I forced myself to sleep.
In the morning, my friend woke me up. We went back to thank the caretaker for being with us, but we did not find him. A sudden thought flashed my mind. Could he really be dead? just to be sure, I crept slowly back to the place I had seen in my dreams. I stopped still, instead of screaming, I scanned the body of the caretaker fallen cold and dead.
Sent in by Aparna Menon, Copyright 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Does Anyone Really Die?
My grandmother died a few years ago and although we had all experienced death before, this time it hit us all hard, it was almost unbearable.
A few months after she had passed away, we finally plucked up the courage to start to sort out her house.
In one of the upstairs bedrooms we found a piece of paper labeled 'My Funeral'. Having never spoken about the subject with my Gran, we were all shocked to discover all of the readings and the hymns we had chosen had been pre-written on the page.
A short while later, while we were sorting out the downstairs of her house, my Uncle found a calendar with the dates of the 23rd and 24th September circled on it. We were all amazed at this COINCIDENCE since there had been much dispute as to whether my Nan had died late at night on the 23rd or in the early hours of the 24th.
My Nan had always been a superstitious person and had promised us that death would not stop her taking action in our lives. Before she died she had promised two particular rings, to my sister and myself, since we were the eldest female grand-children. However, on her death my Aunt (my Uncles wife) decided she wanted them. Remembering my Nan's promise, we reluctantly let her have everything.
Within a few months she became seriously depressed and could no longer appreciate life. They emigrated to Australia, but soon came back because she could no longer find happiness anywhere. Now my Uncle has divorced her and is much happier on his own with his sons. My Nan always fought her corner.
Sent in by Charlene Hewett, Copyright 2008
A few months after she had passed away, we finally plucked up the courage to start to sort out her house.
In one of the upstairs bedrooms we found a piece of paper labeled 'My Funeral'. Having never spoken about the subject with my Gran, we were all shocked to discover all of the readings and the hymns we had chosen had been pre-written on the page.
A short while later, while we were sorting out the downstairs of her house, my Uncle found a calendar with the dates of the 23rd and 24th September circled on it. We were all amazed at this COINCIDENCE since there had been much dispute as to whether my Nan had died late at night on the 23rd or in the early hours of the 24th.
My Nan had always been a superstitious person and had promised us that death would not stop her taking action in our lives. Before she died she had promised two particular rings, to my sister and myself, since we were the eldest female grand-children. However, on her death my Aunt (my Uncles wife) decided she wanted them. Remembering my Nan's promise, we reluctantly let her have everything.
Within a few months she became seriously depressed and could no longer appreciate life. They emigrated to Australia, but soon came back because she could no longer find happiness anywhere. Now my Uncle has divorced her and is much happier on his own with his sons. My Nan always fought her corner.
Sent in by Charlene Hewett, Copyright 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Ghost In My House
A couple of years ago when I was living in my old house me and my friend came home from school we were sitting in the lounge watching TV. Suddenly the stereo speaker just seemed to fall off even though the cabinet that it was on had a sort of railing on each side. At the time we didn't think anything of it so we put the speaker back up and went down to my room.
A few minutes later we heard a sound like spoons and knives falling. Since there was no one else there and both the doors were locked we went to see what was happening. We went into the kitchen to find all the knives, forks and spoons all over the floor.
We were in the kitchen earlier on and the drawer was firmly shut. We ended up sitting out side until my mum came home.
After that more spooky things happened like footsteps in the night.
Another time I was at my dad's. I had just locked the door down stairs and shut my door then started to go to sleep. I started hearing heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I knew it wasn't my dad. I could here him snoring and both the dogs were sleeping on my bed.
Suddenly the footsteps grew louder and faster. I closed my eyes. I didn't hear my door open but I could hear heavy breathing right beside me. It went away and I opened my eyes and my door was open. That was one of the most scariest nights ever.
Sent in by Daniel Enriquez, Copyright 2008
A few minutes later we heard a sound like spoons and knives falling. Since there was no one else there and both the doors were locked we went to see what was happening. We went into the kitchen to find all the knives, forks and spoons all over the floor.
We were in the kitchen earlier on and the drawer was firmly shut. We ended up sitting out side until my mum came home.
After that more spooky things happened like footsteps in the night.
Another time I was at my dad's. I had just locked the door down stairs and shut my door then started to go to sleep. I started hearing heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I knew it wasn't my dad. I could here him snoring and both the dogs were sleeping on my bed.
Suddenly the footsteps grew louder and faster. I closed my eyes. I didn't hear my door open but I could hear heavy breathing right beside me. It went away and I opened my eyes and my door was open. That was one of the most scariest nights ever.
Sent in by Daniel Enriquez, Copyright 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
The Ghost Girl in the Attic
My family didn't buy this house that I live in now. Before we even got to buy this house I looked at a window in the attic and I thought I saw a face of a girl. I blinked and it was gone.
When my mom and dad were talking to the realtor I wanted to explore the house so I went upstairs in the attic where I thought there would be spider webs and burning wood, but I saw a perfectly clean carpet and a big room with a mattress on the right and a mysterious mirror.
I looked in to it because of the dust on it. When I looked at the mirror again I saw the same female face that was on the window. I thought it was some of the dust so I cleansed it again with my sleeve and still I saw the female's face.
She came out of the mirror and looked at me. She had black hair, same as mine, same age, and nearly everything was the same except for the blue eyes that chilled your spine and made you stay there and pass out. I couldn't move, every bone in my body stood frozen. I wanted to get out.
She walked around me and touched my shoulder and looked into my dark eyes. She stepped back then, suddenly I stepped up. She walked up to me and kissed me. I passed out.
I woke up in the hospital and I looked at my mom and dad and my brother and sister. I saw the ghost on my right and I fainted again.
Ever since that day I wanted to know what happened. My neighbor said that there was a girl in the house I live in now who lived in there and died because of a fire. She says that the girl was looking for a friend.
Sent in by Daniel Enriquez, Copyright 2008
When my mom and dad were talking to the realtor I wanted to explore the house so I went upstairs in the attic where I thought there would be spider webs and burning wood, but I saw a perfectly clean carpet and a big room with a mattress on the right and a mysterious mirror.
I looked in to it because of the dust on it. When I looked at the mirror again I saw the same female face that was on the window. I thought it was some of the dust so I cleansed it again with my sleeve and still I saw the female's face.
She came out of the mirror and looked at me. She had black hair, same as mine, same age, and nearly everything was the same except for the blue eyes that chilled your spine and made you stay there and pass out. I couldn't move, every bone in my body stood frozen. I wanted to get out.
She walked around me and touched my shoulder and looked into my dark eyes. She stepped back then, suddenly I stepped up. She walked up to me and kissed me. I passed out.
I woke up in the hospital and I looked at my mom and dad and my brother and sister. I saw the ghost on my right and I fainted again.
Ever since that day I wanted to know what happened. My neighbor said that there was a girl in the house I live in now who lived in there and died because of a fire. She says that the girl was looking for a friend.
Sent in by Daniel Enriquez, Copyright 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Little Ghost Girl
My name is Elli. Here is a ghost story that happened to my sister and I.
My family had just finished re-pairing on old house, and us kids were so bored. Well, my parents were gone and only us five kids were in the house.
While I was laying on the floor, I heard a noise downstairs. It sounded like a little girl crying. I thought I was imagining things so I forgot about it. My sister was bored, so she went in the garage with Josh.
They came out screaming 15 minutes later. They said they saw a little girl in the garage. They described her like this: she had straight blonde hair, blue eyes, she was pale, and she wore a school uniform. They were really scared.
Now me and my friend Dakota didn't believe them. So we went in the garage with our Ouija Board. We found out the spirit was a girl named Hazel. She died in 1998 of a beating. She told us her parents had beaten her. She was left to die and sadly she did. She now haunts the very spot she was killed. She died right out in our garage.
Dakota and I now are very scared of her. She has thrown things and became very abusive. She started trying to suffocate my sister and smacked my head with things. We finally put her to rest on July 4,2007. Now our house is haunted by about 6 other ghosts. A little boy,old man,small baby,murdered wife,hung slave,suicide father,and small devil. Please read and enjoy. I would tell more but I have to go.
Sent in by Elli Fray, Copyright 2008
My family had just finished re-pairing on old house, and us kids were so bored. Well, my parents were gone and only us five kids were in the house.
While I was laying on the floor, I heard a noise downstairs. It sounded like a little girl crying. I thought I was imagining things so I forgot about it. My sister was bored, so she went in the garage with Josh.
They came out screaming 15 minutes later. They said they saw a little girl in the garage. They described her like this: she had straight blonde hair, blue eyes, she was pale, and she wore a school uniform. They were really scared.
Now me and my friend Dakota didn't believe them. So we went in the garage with our Ouija Board. We found out the spirit was a girl named Hazel. She died in 1998 of a beating. She told us her parents had beaten her. She was left to die and sadly she did. She now haunts the very spot she was killed. She died right out in our garage.
Dakota and I now are very scared of her. She has thrown things and became very abusive. She started trying to suffocate my sister and smacked my head with things. We finally put her to rest on July 4,2007. Now our house is haunted by about 6 other ghosts. A little boy,old man,small baby,murdered wife,hung slave,suicide father,and small devil. Please read and enjoy. I would tell more but I have to go.
Sent in by Elli Fray, Copyright 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Blackbeard's Haunted House In Beaufort, NC
When it was my 13th birthday I received a letter from my friend in Morehead City, N.C. saying the following:
Meet at Blackbeard's house on Front Street on Halloween night at 12:00 midnight, because me and my friends want to go inside of the house because my Uncle Jones dared me to do it.
So I wrote back saying yes I would come after my cousin's Halloween block party. After my cousin's block party , I got into my car, a 2000 Pontiac Sunfire, and drove to Front Street and parked in front of Blackbeard's old house.
Later on at about 1:00 A.M. my friends pulled up on their motorcycles. Then we went inside the house to check it out. At first nothing happened, then the door slammed behind us. The next thing that happened was scary. It was a bone-chilling scream and then something flew in front of us and stood there long enough for us to see it "it was clear to me that it was a demonic woman and then it flew away."
Then we went up the stairs and entered the room of Blackbeard's wife and saw a ghostly woman with her throat slit all the way up her neck. She turned around and floated towards us with a knife in her hands and swung it at us.
We ran outside and saw a tree with several witches around it. There was a woman in the tree with her neck in a noose. I kid you not, she moved her head and said she would kill us if we did not leave and go back home to our families. She also said that if we told anybody about what happened in the house on that night.
When we went home we didn't go to sleep but, did research on the house and found out that there were several brutal murders in that house in these months, February, October and November.
Copyright 2008
Meet at Blackbeard's house on Front Street on Halloween night at 12:00 midnight, because me and my friends want to go inside of the house because my Uncle Jones dared me to do it.
So I wrote back saying yes I would come after my cousin's Halloween block party. After my cousin's block party , I got into my car, a 2000 Pontiac Sunfire, and drove to Front Street and parked in front of Blackbeard's old house.
Later on at about 1:00 A.M. my friends pulled up on their motorcycles. Then we went inside the house to check it out. At first nothing happened, then the door slammed behind us. The next thing that happened was scary. It was a bone-chilling scream and then something flew in front of us and stood there long enough for us to see it "it was clear to me that it was a demonic woman and then it flew away."
Then we went up the stairs and entered the room of Blackbeard's wife and saw a ghostly woman with her throat slit all the way up her neck. She turned around and floated towards us with a knife in her hands and swung it at us.
We ran outside and saw a tree with several witches around it. There was a woman in the tree with her neck in a noose. I kid you not, she moved her head and said she would kill us if we did not leave and go back home to our families. She also said that if we told anybody about what happened in the house on that night.
When we went home we didn't go to sleep but, did research on the house and found out that there were several brutal murders in that house in these months, February, October and November.
Copyright 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
The Old Dead Lady
Hi my name is Kimberly. My story is real.
It all started when my brother brought a house. We heard lots of stories that happened there, for an example they said that this old lady had died there in this house.
It took us a long while to move all of our stuff in there. After some time my four year old nephew started to wake up and cry in the middle of the night. One night his mother woke up and saw him and told him to stop crying and to go to sleep and he did. That started to happen a lot.
Then he woke up another night and just stared at the wall. After that he said that he saw an old lady and that old lady had some little kids with her. He said that she told him to kill his family. So his father took him to church.
After his father took him to church everything stopped, but my other brother Tony's house is connected to my nephew's house. My brother Tony lives with his wife and her sister. The sisters name is Shelia.
Shelia stayed up one night and she said that she was seeing a scary movie then she heard the dogs barking so she looked outside the window and she didn't see anything. Then she heard someone knocking on the window, so she looked outside and she didn't see anything, but she saw a shadow of a lady, so she closed the curtains and she started to pray. She felt someone was choking her so she got very scared.
Everyone thinks that there is something related in both of there stories
Sent in by Kimberly, Copyright 2008
It all started when my brother brought a house. We heard lots of stories that happened there, for an example they said that this old lady had died there in this house.
It took us a long while to move all of our stuff in there. After some time my four year old nephew started to wake up and cry in the middle of the night. One night his mother woke up and saw him and told him to stop crying and to go to sleep and he did. That started to happen a lot.
Then he woke up another night and just stared at the wall. After that he said that he saw an old lady and that old lady had some little kids with her. He said that she told him to kill his family. So his father took him to church.
After his father took him to church everything stopped, but my other brother Tony's house is connected to my nephew's house. My brother Tony lives with his wife and her sister. The sisters name is Shelia.
Shelia stayed up one night and she said that she was seeing a scary movie then she heard the dogs barking so she looked outside the window and she didn't see anything. Then she heard someone knocking on the window, so she looked outside and she didn't see anything, but she saw a shadow of a lady, so she closed the curtains and she started to pray. She felt someone was choking her so she got very scared.
Everyone thinks that there is something related in both of there stories
Sent in by Kimberly, Copyright 2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Ghostly Phone Calls From Departed Friend
To let everyone know Roger Carbaugh was my best friend. Well anyways, I was in job corps in Denison, Iowa and everyone who goes there has to stay for two weeks before going home on a weekend pass.
It was Friday and I was going to leave because Roger had planned to pick me up. He was running late so I called him at his house and I asked when he was coming. He told me he was leaving in like 20 minutes so I said "alright I'll see you when you get here" then I hung up.
Less then two minutes later my aunt calls and tells me to sit down. Then she told me Roger had died last night and I told her there was no way because I just got finished talking to him.
Later the next day she and her husband came and picked me up. I thought they were just joking until I had talked to Roger's Pastor.
When I got back to job corps I was back for two months and than I get another phone call and it was Roger. He told me he was alright. Then I called Rogers pastor and told him what had happened. He thought someone I knew had prank called me from Roger's house, but his house had nothing in it.
The pastor had the police go see if anyone had broken into his house. All the doors were locked and there was Roger's old chair in the back room with the phone there. The police said someone had to be playing a prank on me, but the time of the call was when Roger's Sister went to go get the rest of Roger's Stuff out. She said she threw the chair and phone a way like three weeks before the phone call.
This was the freakiest thing that ever happened to me
Sent in by David Ward, Copyright 2008
It was Friday and I was going to leave because Roger had planned to pick me up. He was running late so I called him at his house and I asked when he was coming. He told me he was leaving in like 20 minutes so I said "alright I'll see you when you get here" then I hung up.
Less then two minutes later my aunt calls and tells me to sit down. Then she told me Roger had died last night and I told her there was no way because I just got finished talking to him.
Later the next day she and her husband came and picked me up. I thought they were just joking until I had talked to Roger's Pastor.
When I got back to job corps I was back for two months and than I get another phone call and it was Roger. He told me he was alright. Then I called Rogers pastor and told him what had happened. He thought someone I knew had prank called me from Roger's house, but his house had nothing in it.
The pastor had the police go see if anyone had broken into his house. All the doors were locked and there was Roger's old chair in the back room with the phone there. The police said someone had to be playing a prank on me, but the time of the call was when Roger's Sister went to go get the rest of Roger's Stuff out. She said she threw the chair and phone a way like three weeks before the phone call.
This was the freakiest thing that ever happened to me
Sent in by David Ward, Copyright 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
Ghosts Of A Mother And Child
This is a true ghost story.
My friend lived in a house that was very old. None of us ever thought it would be haunted, until one night.
My friend had a huge party. We watched movies, ate pizza, the normal sleep over stuff. Anyway, we just got done watching a scary movie and decided to go to bed. We slept on the floor in the living room in her basement.
I stayed up talking to my friend, Jessi, until 11. Then we went to bed. I woke up around 1 to hear a baby crying. My friend doesn't have a baby sister or brother. I woke up Jessi and we went toward the sound. It was coming from the spare bedroom by the bathroom. We were too scared to go inside the bedroom.
We screamed and woke up everyone. They all asked what whs wrong, so we told them. They thought we were joking, trying to scare them, but we weren't.
A few hours later I woke up again. I heard the same sound, but a mother singing what sounded like a lullaby. I immediately woke up Jessi. She woke up everyone else so we could prove we weren't telling a lie.
We decided to walk toward the bedroom where it was coming from. When we got to the room, we saw a figure rocking a cradle. We were so scared. We slowly moved away from the room and didn't fall asleep the rest of the night. We thought about telling someone about it, but they probably wouldn't believe us.
A few days later we decided to look at the house papers. They said that a mother named Louise lived in the house with her newborn son named William. They were murdered in 1855.
Written by Louianna, Copyright 2008
My friend lived in a house that was very old. None of us ever thought it would be haunted, until one night.
My friend had a huge party. We watched movies, ate pizza, the normal sleep over stuff. Anyway, we just got done watching a scary movie and decided to go to bed. We slept on the floor in the living room in her basement.
I stayed up talking to my friend, Jessi, until 11. Then we went to bed. I woke up around 1 to hear a baby crying. My friend doesn't have a baby sister or brother. I woke up Jessi and we went toward the sound. It was coming from the spare bedroom by the bathroom. We were too scared to go inside the bedroom.
We screamed and woke up everyone. They all asked what whs wrong, so we told them. They thought we were joking, trying to scare them, but we weren't.
A few hours later I woke up again. I heard the same sound, but a mother singing what sounded like a lullaby. I immediately woke up Jessi. She woke up everyone else so we could prove we weren't telling a lie.
We decided to walk toward the bedroom where it was coming from. When we got to the room, we saw a figure rocking a cradle. We were so scared. We slowly moved away from the room and didn't fall asleep the rest of the night. We thought about telling someone about it, but they probably wouldn't believe us.
A few days later we decided to look at the house papers. They said that a mother named Louise lived in the house with her newborn son named William. They were murdered in 1855.
Written by Louianna, Copyright 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Does This Ghost Want Me Out?
One night I was walking on my normal walk around the block. I started getting goosebumps on my skin though. I thought to myself, there is no such thing as ghosts. But after that night I do believe in them.
Well anyways, when I was on my walk I started getting goosebumps. All of a sudden a gush of air went between my legs. I thought to myself its probably just the wind, but there was no wind that night.
So I kept walking thinking what a beautiful night it was when I hear "Move!" I almost screamed, it freaked me out that bad. I looked all around me but saw nothing. I said, go away you, you thing. But it would not leave me alone. After I heard "Move!" I ran for my life.
When I got home my mom told me to go put the bikes away. So I did and I heard it again but louder "Move!" I said, what do you want from me, in a small voice. "Move far away from me, you are disturbing me ahhh!"
I told whatever it was that he/she died and it isn't there property any more. It felt like someone was right in front of me and pushed me down. I ran into my porch light. I was bleeding every where. My leg was bleeding from my thigh all the way down to my toes.
I went back to the shed and found the bikes. I started to cry and my mom yelled out the window, "what's all the yelling out there!" "Nothing," I said, "I wasn't screaming. I am only crying".
So when I got back inside I told her what happened. She said, "its just your imagination," but right then when she started cleaning the dishes again a dish was floating and dropped. To this day I think it wants me out.
Written by Natasha Kent, Copyright 2008
Well anyways, when I was on my walk I started getting goosebumps. All of a sudden a gush of air went between my legs. I thought to myself its probably just the wind, but there was no wind that night.
So I kept walking thinking what a beautiful night it was when I hear "Move!" I almost screamed, it freaked me out that bad. I looked all around me but saw nothing. I said, go away you, you thing. But it would not leave me alone. After I heard "Move!" I ran for my life.
When I got home my mom told me to go put the bikes away. So I did and I heard it again but louder "Move!" I said, what do you want from me, in a small voice. "Move far away from me, you are disturbing me ahhh!"
I told whatever it was that he/she died and it isn't there property any more. It felt like someone was right in front of me and pushed me down. I ran into my porch light. I was bleeding every where. My leg was bleeding from my thigh all the way down to my toes.
I went back to the shed and found the bikes. I started to cry and my mom yelled out the window, "what's all the yelling out there!" "Nothing," I said, "I wasn't screaming. I am only crying".
So when I got back inside I told her what happened. She said, "its just your imagination," but right then when she started cleaning the dishes again a dish was floating and dropped. To this day I think it wants me out.
Written by Natasha Kent, Copyright 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Ghost Boy At The Foot Of The Bed
Hi my name is Loretta and the story I am about to tell you is true. I was about 18 when this happened to me, and I lived with my mom.
I was lying in my bed in the dark trying to fall asleep. My room was very tiny and I had a day bed by the wall and a small dresser in front of it. I remember the one window I had in that room was in front of the dresser because the moon light shone through the window.
Struggling to fall asleep I looked up and saw a young boy about six years of age tossing what looked like silver rings. As he was doing this he looked at me and continued to do this. Well I screamed and ran to my mom's room and slept there till morning.
My younger sister had stayed the night at a friends house the night this happened and was home now. I didn't tell her what happened to me but night time came and we did share the room and bed.
I remember waking up from a deep sleep and seeing a black figure looking over my sister. I tried to hit it with a pillow but it didn't even move.
I woke up my sister and told her what had happened. I also told my mom and she said she's been seeing things in that house too. She said that things like that were happening to us because of our personal lives and things we were going through.
Later on she told us that we also had a history of witch craft in our family from back in the day, not that we practice it. A lot of other things have happened to us but I will type it in another time if you like this one.
By the way this happened in San Marcos Texas and I am now 28. Things still happen to me till this day.
Written by Loretta Salinas, Copyright 2008
I was lying in my bed in the dark trying to fall asleep. My room was very tiny and I had a day bed by the wall and a small dresser in front of it. I remember the one window I had in that room was in front of the dresser because the moon light shone through the window.
Struggling to fall asleep I looked up and saw a young boy about six years of age tossing what looked like silver rings. As he was doing this he looked at me and continued to do this. Well I screamed and ran to my mom's room and slept there till morning.
My younger sister had stayed the night at a friends house the night this happened and was home now. I didn't tell her what happened to me but night time came and we did share the room and bed.
I remember waking up from a deep sleep and seeing a black figure looking over my sister. I tried to hit it with a pillow but it didn't even move.
I woke up my sister and told her what had happened. I also told my mom and she said she's been seeing things in that house too. She said that things like that were happening to us because of our personal lives and things we were going through.
Later on she told us that we also had a history of witch craft in our family from back in the day, not that we practice it. A lot of other things have happened to us but I will type it in another time if you like this one.
By the way this happened in San Marcos Texas and I am now 28. Things still happen to me till this day.
Written by Loretta Salinas, Copyright 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
Shadow Man | Was It Granddad's Ghost?
About two years ago my granddad passed away. I was so sad. I was only nine at the time. I'm now 11. He give me a doll house he had built himself, so I put it on top of my wardrobe
A couple of days later I saw this shadow near my wardrobe. It had long hair like a girl. Then I saw it again, but this time it had no hair. At first I just thought it was my shadow because I have always been scared of my shadow ever since being a little toddler.
Then I went to a mates sleepover and I told them about it. They thought I was messing about, but the next morning my mate Amy saw it. It couldn't have been my shadow because it was standing at the top of the stairs as I was walking up.
I started to tell other people and it started to not came as often. I told my mum. She said, when you see it shout at me, so I did and my mum didn't see anything. She said I was going weird.
A few days later I heard someone come down the stairs. I thought it was older sister or older brother. I was on the laptop in the front room when I heard it. It came down the stairs and opened the door and walked in. I screamed, it was just standing there.
My sister came in and said "what's wrong" and I told her, but she didn't believe me. I told my mum to come and this time she saw it. I told loads more people about it and it started to go away. I have not seen it since, but I'm sure it was my granddad checking on me. love you granddad miss you loads.
Written by Abby, Copyright 2008
A couple of days later I saw this shadow near my wardrobe. It had long hair like a girl. Then I saw it again, but this time it had no hair. At first I just thought it was my shadow because I have always been scared of my shadow ever since being a little toddler.
Then I went to a mates sleepover and I told them about it. They thought I was messing about, but the next morning my mate Amy saw it. It couldn't have been my shadow because it was standing at the top of the stairs as I was walking up.
I started to tell other people and it started to not came as often. I told my mum. She said, when you see it shout at me, so I did and my mum didn't see anything. She said I was going weird.
A few days later I heard someone come down the stairs. I thought it was older sister or older brother. I was on the laptop in the front room when I heard it. It came down the stairs and opened the door and walked in. I screamed, it was just standing there.
My sister came in and said "what's wrong" and I told her, but she didn't believe me. I told my mum to come and this time she saw it. I told loads more people about it and it started to go away. I have not seen it since, but I'm sure it was my granddad checking on me. love you granddad miss you loads.
Written by Abby, Copyright 2008
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Mirror Ghost Woman
Okay, this phenomena started happening to me three years ago.
It all started one night, when I woke up for no apparent reason. I finally break through the hazy stupor of my sleep. My bed is located in the left corner of my room, against the wall. They face the closet.
I wake up and I stare in to the mirror, and I am startled to see a bluish orb with white edges, out of the corner of my eye. I look next to me, and there's nothing there. As I look into the mirror again, I see a young woman, with short hair, like a boy hair cut, really short, Bermuda length pants and a white mid-arm sleeved shirt.
I look back next to my bed, where she should be standing, but she's not there! I look back again at the mirror and I see her again.
As I stare at her face, a very pretty one, and I see an expression of sadness in her eyes. like if she was trapped. Her face looked too old fashioned to be wearing such modern clothes, Early 1700's.
I finally looked away and looked next to me. And she wasn't there. I look at the mirror again, and she's gone. I didn't get scared. I just felt a kind of sadness, pity.
After that time, I've never seen her again. But I've felt her presence, as well as a bunch of others, only that I feel an evil lurking in them. And since my great grandmother and my grandmother were mediums, I've seemed to inherit their strong connection to the spiritual world.
This is the only kind spirit I have witnessed, since the rest of them have evil intentions. After that, I can sense her when she enters my room in the dead of night. I can't see her, but I feel when she sits down on my right leg, and dangles of the edge of my bed.
Written by Setsuna, Copyright 2008
It all started one night, when I woke up for no apparent reason. I finally break through the hazy stupor of my sleep. My bed is located in the left corner of my room, against the wall. They face the closet.
I wake up and I stare in to the mirror, and I am startled to see a bluish orb with white edges, out of the corner of my eye. I look next to me, and there's nothing there. As I look into the mirror again, I see a young woman, with short hair, like a boy hair cut, really short, Bermuda length pants and a white mid-arm sleeved shirt.
I look back next to my bed, where she should be standing, but she's not there! I look back again at the mirror and I see her again.
As I stare at her face, a very pretty one, and I see an expression of sadness in her eyes. like if she was trapped. Her face looked too old fashioned to be wearing such modern clothes, Early 1700's.
I finally looked away and looked next to me. And she wasn't there. I look at the mirror again, and she's gone. I didn't get scared. I just felt a kind of sadness, pity.
After that time, I've never seen her again. But I've felt her presence, as well as a bunch of others, only that I feel an evil lurking in them. And since my great grandmother and my grandmother were mediums, I've seemed to inherit their strong connection to the spiritual world.
This is the only kind spirit I have witnessed, since the rest of them have evil intentions. After that, I can sense her when she enters my room in the dead of night. I can't see her, but I feel when she sits down on my right leg, and dangles of the edge of my bed.
Written by Setsuna, Copyright 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
The Scary Haunted Doll
This story might not seem as scary as the others I have read on here but I at least wanted to share it.
When I was about five me, my brother, who was ten, and my mom lived in this two bedroom apartment. My brother and I shared a room. The room was fairly small and so my bed was up against one wall on the left side of the room away from the door and my brother's was on the right side of the room closest to the door.
We had book shelves at the foot of our beds with about two feet of space between the bed and the shelf. I had books and toys on the shelves and one of my dolls was sitting on the very top. It had blonde hair and blue eyes. I think it was the type of doll that once you set her back her eyes would close.
One night I was laying in bed and the doll jumped from the top shelf onto the foot of my bed. No window was open. No one else, but my bother and I were in the room. There was no earthquake and no explanation as to why it suddenly jumped off the shelf and was on my bed.
I whispered to my brother to see if he had seen it and he had. I don't remember what we did that night with the doll, but I do remember that the next day we took it next door to where our cousin lived. He lived in a two level house that had a balcony.
My brother and I told him our story. He was skeptical but understood that we were freaked out about it and so we threw the doll off of his balcony to, I don't know, kill it. We then went down to pick it up, it was face down. When we turned it over the three of us saw it wink at us. It actually winked, closed one eye with the other eye still open, and then opened its eye again to where both eyes were staring straight at us. It even had this wicked twist of a smile to its lips. We were so freaked out.
We then decided we had to get rid of the doll. About a block away there was this abandoned building that had a chain link fence around it. It was a small building and you could see the roof top. We threw the doll onto the top of the roof and left. A few days later we went back to see if the doll was still there and it wasn't. We were freaked.
Still to this day my brother, cousin and I will tell the story of the possessed doll. I truly believe in the paranormal.
Written by Jami Gartner, Copyright 2008
When I was about five me, my brother, who was ten, and my mom lived in this two bedroom apartment. My brother and I shared a room. The room was fairly small and so my bed was up against one wall on the left side of the room away from the door and my brother's was on the right side of the room closest to the door.
We had book shelves at the foot of our beds with about two feet of space between the bed and the shelf. I had books and toys on the shelves and one of my dolls was sitting on the very top. It had blonde hair and blue eyes. I think it was the type of doll that once you set her back her eyes would close.
One night I was laying in bed and the doll jumped from the top shelf onto the foot of my bed. No window was open. No one else, but my bother and I were in the room. There was no earthquake and no explanation as to why it suddenly jumped off the shelf and was on my bed.
I whispered to my brother to see if he had seen it and he had. I don't remember what we did that night with the doll, but I do remember that the next day we took it next door to where our cousin lived. He lived in a two level house that had a balcony.
My brother and I told him our story. He was skeptical but understood that we were freaked out about it and so we threw the doll off of his balcony to, I don't know, kill it. We then went down to pick it up, it was face down. When we turned it over the three of us saw it wink at us. It actually winked, closed one eye with the other eye still open, and then opened its eye again to where both eyes were staring straight at us. It even had this wicked twist of a smile to its lips. We were so freaked out.
We then decided we had to get rid of the doll. About a block away there was this abandoned building that had a chain link fence around it. It was a small building and you could see the roof top. We threw the doll onto the top of the roof and left. A few days later we went back to see if the doll was still there and it wasn't. We were freaked.
Still to this day my brother, cousin and I will tell the story of the possessed doll. I truly believe in the paranormal.
Written by Jami Gartner, Copyright 2008
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