Monday, June 29, 2009

Black Shadow on the Ceiling

A couple of years ago my husband went out of town and me and my two girls were at home alone and my terrier too, (his name is Spot). Anyways we were home alone and my girls were already asleep and I was up watching TV. Well from the corner of my eye I saw a shadow in the corner of the next room, (the rooms were right next to each other, they shared a door). Anyway there was a shadow in the corner, this shadow was always trying to get my attention, but it never really fazed me.

Spot would bark at it and it would stop when I would go over where it was, so it when I turned back again it would moved side to side like it wanted me to look its way, then all of the sudden, I saw something black crawling on the ceiling and man I froze. Spot began to bark and he was drooling and I could tell he was scared but he kept his position.

This black shadow was crawling on my ceiling fast and the shadow in the corner had stopped moving. I could still see that it was there but it wouldn't move. So then I got under the covers and I covered my head, Spot too. When I took the covers off to take a look it peaked its head out to look at me. Man I was scared! I covered my head and put it on the Christian Channel and I went to bed.

Written by Moya, Copyright 2009 Ghost-Space.com

Sunday, June 28, 2009

The Manghihilot

I got sick for many days and I was feeling very terrible. My mom brought me to the "manghihilot" or the old lady that cures broken bones, or something like that by praying on some grains of rice and the rice will get deformed depending on what is really happening.

She told my mom and I that there was a very very far away relative from a province who died and is visiting me. Before we came there to that old lady, when I was lying down in my bed, I thought I saw something.., and of course! I thought it was my imagination. But when the old lady said that, it really creeped me out.

She made us do some things. First, buy some candles and oil or holy water. Then we need to make smoke outside. I should smell like smoke. Then we need to pray the rosary while the candles are lighted. After we had done that, I was feeling great the next day.

I think ghosts are absolutely true. Because, besides that experience, me and my brother, father and cousins had more.

Sent in by Paula Nicole del Rosario, Copyright 2009

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Scary Fishing Trip

One night my brother and I went fishing in Tracy, CA. (Clifton ct.) to the delta. We went for an overnight trip. When we got there around 9:00 pm there were two other groups there. One group left when we unloaded our car and about a hour or so later the other group left as well. We were the only two people out there.

Sometime around 3:00 am we were talking about leaving because it was getting too windy when all of the sudden we hear a lady screaming and crying in the distance behind us. We both pause and look at each other to see if we both heard it. We tried to make sense of it thinking maybe its an animal but then while crying we heard it say "oh no, oh no" so then we think someone is getting hurt. All of the sudden it turns into laughing. So I tell my brother lets leave and after I say that the laughing, screaming and yelling start coming from every direction; from the left, right of us, behind us and in front of us from the water! After that we didn't waste any time, we threw everything in the car and right when we were done loading the car it all stopped at once. We were both pretty spooked.

I went home and told my dad the next day as he is a big fisherman and has been to the same spot before and he told us that he has heard other stories that were almost the same.

Written by Carlos R. Amarillas, Copyright 2009

Thursday, June 25, 2009

The Jokester Ghost

It all started when I was 10 years old. My cousin and her two babies were living with us at that time. One night my parents and I were out and my cousin was home alone with the babies. She had seen something run from my bedroom to the bathroom. She just brushed it off and as she was sleeping she had heard a noise that said tomorrow.

The very next day while drying off from her shower there was a hand print on the mirror and I or the babies had never touched the mirror. Ever since my cousin moved the ghost had been playing tricks. She would change the time on the clocks and hide my things so I wouldn't find them. One day my dad had told me that he had seen her sitting on the couch looking out the window. My upstairs neighbor had been experiencing some odd things to. Her things would be missing, and her doorbell would ring.

My neighbors husband had worked with the guy who knew the people who use to live here, And asked if they had a daughter. He said yes and he use to go to school with her and she liked to play tricks and was a tom boy but had been absent from school one day and never heard from again. See before this we thought it was a boy because she dressed like one. So just last year I had been realizing that my toys had not gone off by themselves it was the ghost.

Written by Maranda, Copyright 2009 Ghost-Space.com

Children On The Rail Road Tracks

One rainy day there was a big school bus that had about 30 kids in it. That day the train system was not working but the train was and the bus driver did not know that. So the bus driver was driving to go drop off a 9 year old kid so he looked left and right and he saw a train coming so he thought he could make it before the train came. But he did not and all of the little kids that were on the school bus died.

Every time you  go past those same  train tracks you should put white powder on the back of your truck and turn your car off and get really quiet and you will feel little kids pushing you and then stop when you feel them let you go. After you get across, get out of your truck and look at the back of your truck and you will see little hand prints all shapes and sizes and the only reason the little kids are trying to help you is cause they care about you and don't want what happened to them to happen to you.

Written by Calista Armstrong, Copyright 2009

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Pushed by a Ghost

I know this may sound dumb but here it goes. I have lived in a big Victorian house for all my life and it has always creeped me and my best friend out. Even though my parents built the house by themselves 15 years ago, I believe that spirits roam my house.

When I was eight, I got very sick for a few weeks. I had just gotten a puppy and I kept him baby-gated with me in my room when I went to sleep. One morning, around 5:30 AM, my mom was asleep and I was up having a sneezing fit. I had to go to the bathroom, and when I was heading back to my room, I was pushed across the hall, into the baby gate. My dog was barking hysterically. I reached for the lightswitch and nothing was there, and I hadn't tripped over anything either. I felt as if my dog saw something.

That was my only paranormal experience but ever since I that, I feel that I am being watched. I hear footsteps sounds when I try to get asleep. My dad says its the air conditioner or heater, but when I hear it when neither are on, I get scared. My dog also randomly barks at nothing, and he is not crazy. I sometimes hear the chair in our office click, as if someone keeps sitting down and getting up.

Now, I am only 12, and these things scare me. I don't know much about ghosts or spirits but I really believe I have one in my house, and I believe my dog can see him and feel its presence also.

Written by Elena, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Monday, June 22, 2009

My Grandmothers Spirit

It was long time ago, when my mom was about the age of 20. My mom's mom and my dad's mom were neighbours. One night my mom and her family, they all were sleeping on the roof. My mom was asleep but my grandmother was still awake. She was looking at the stars, she started feeling dizzy and suddenly a spirit like shadow passed by her. She could see the spirits image clearly. It was my grandmother (dad's mom). She talked to my grandmother, she said tell my children to try to settle their problems. My grandmother (dad's side) touched my grandmothers hand and then she vanished away.

Ghosts do exist,this story is totally true, my dad's mom did came to convey a message.

Sent in by Ushba Rahim, Copyright 2009

Was This an Angry Poltergeist?

This story is not as freaky as some of the things that are on this site but I feel that I need to maybe get some answers. I swear to God that this happened and this is what made me believe in ghosts.

When I was a little boy, around age eight, I was at my grandparents house where I was riding my bike. I went into my grandpas workshop where he had a small room that my cousins and I would store our bikes, toy tractors, etc... I was coming around the side of my grandpas truck when I started to hear this loud banging noise I, on reflex, spun to see my grandpas cabinet that he stores car batteries in shaking rather violently. Now anyone who has ever handled a car battery knows how heavy they can be, and the fact that nothing else was shaking rules out the possibility that we were having an earthquake.

Whatever was shaking the cabinet seemed to be on the inside throwing its entire body-weight against the doors of the cabinet which are locked tight to this day. After this little ordeal, which didn't scare me at all for some reason even though I was always told that ghosts didn't exist and always thought that if it was proven to me that I would "poop my pants". (I didn't) I ran and told my grandma and mom whom didn't believe me. They then told my grandpa who went with me about a minute after the whole ordeal. Of course there was nothing in the cabinet.

Sent in by Clay, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Ghosts Or Demons?

I don't really believe in ghosts, but still I'm interested. I Do believe in demons, though. Here's my short story.

About a year ago (2008) I was sitting in my living room, alone, when I distinctly heard a male voice call my name. It came from the kitchen area. Nobody was there.

Some months later, once again in the living room, I felt three hard taps on my shoulder. My daughter was in the room but nobody was behind me.

Finally, a few months after the last incident, I was sleeping and in my sleep felt an ominous presence leaning over me. It probably was a dream but I don't know that for sure. I tried to scream but couldn't. I woke up and still tried to scream but could only squeeze out small sounds.

At last, after what seemed like an hour but was only a minute, I managed to call out my husband's name. He came from another room. He told me he heard me making noise and then me calling him. Nobody else was in the house. This still has me spooked.

Sent in by Sally, Copyright 2009

The Haunted Pub

I have a chilling experience I would like to share, I was 15 at the time. My mom and dad ran public houses and we landed a pub in Leeds. It was a very big old pub and we lived there for about eight months, me and my family. Very strange things started to happen and it was very scary living in fear everyday.

We saw objects being moved regularly with our own eyes and doors opening themselves and the pub itself had a cold air feel about the place. I used to hear footsteps coming up the stairs above the pub where we slept and no one was there.

One night I was in bed in my bedroom upstairs above the pub. It was a small room just enough to fit a bed and a couple of items. It was late and I went to bed and the room became very cold. I could feel my whole body trembling I was so scared. I felt someone else was in the room with me. I could not see them but I felt they were watching me. I hid under my duvet as I was too scared to shout for anyone or go out the room. I felt stiff, next thing I know I heard muttering sounds as if someone was trying to talk to me. I will never forget the fear I felt that night. I knew someone was there but didn't dare look from out my duvet till it was morning . Every day after that was just living in fear not knowing what was going to happen next and the feeling of being watched.

Written by Rebecca Fletcher, Copyright 2009

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Ghost Girl and the Ring

It happened when I was 12. I was sitting out front of my new house in New Albany and waiting for my parents to get done unpacking. I decided to up stairs and look in the attic.

My parents had bought a pretty big house, three stories, basement and attic. I went into the attic and saw a little girl telling me to run and get out of the house. Too scared and frightened to scream, I ran down stairs and hugged my dad and started crying. My dad tried to calm me but I wouldn't stop crying.

Two weeks later  my mom was home alone and called my dad from work to come home fast. My dad got there and opened the door and a vase went flying toward him and threw him against the wall and dropped him. My dad got up and his eyes were black. My mom as screaming and telling me to get out of the house. I told her to come on and tried to hit my dad to get away from my mom.

I saw the little girl again and she told me go outside into the back yard and get a ring from the black box and take it to Larry Tabens grave. Me and my mom were desperate so we did and the ghost left my dad and the girl said thank you and since then I always sense a presence every time I put a ring on.

Written by Jayla, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

The Haunted Farm House

I am not quite sure if this is true or not but this is a story that I was told yesterday night by my step brothers friend.

My Step Brother has a friend who used to live in a haunted house. It is said that years ago an old farmer lived there. While this boy was younger he was eating breakfast, when he saw a shadow of a man in hat. He asked his mom "Who is that guy mommy?" when his mother turned around the shadow disappeared after she saw it.

A few years later the boy walked into his room and all of his beanie babies were lined up in a row on his dresser rocking back and forth. When all of the children were gone and the mother was leaving the house to go to work, she turned off all the lights. When she entered her car door and turned around, all the lights in the house were back on.

When they were moving out of the house because of all the strange incidents, the mother wanted to take a picture of the house to remember it. No one was in the house. When the picture was developed in one of the windows of the house there was a man with a hat on.

Sent in by Marsha, Copyright 2009

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Demons in My Head

My name is Taylor, and I'm now 15, but the incident began when I was 14 in 2008. Lets begin.

I live in a town in South Dakota. The town is called Sioux Falls. Well, my mom recently bought a house for me and her (she's a single mom.) My mom is always busy with College and working at Avera Mckennan. On one particular day, I had to stay at my grandparents house for the night. My mom had to work the night shift. Anyway, I did all the essential things I had to do before bed.

My grandparents were asleep, but for some reason I couldn't sleep. I took my meds because I have ADHD before bed. I knew I took my meds because I had to take my meds morning and night. Anyway, I had a really bad headache. I didn't know why, but I kept hearing.....voices. Voices that sounded evil. I can't remember what they were saying, but it was very frightening. I went downstairs to my former bedroom and got my rosary. I put it around my neck and the voices didn't stop. I prayed to God to make them go away, but they wouldn't leave. I was by now silently weeping. The voices laughed and continued to give me headaches. I couldn't sleep for four hours. I guess I finally passed out and went to sleep.

I woke up in the morning, and the voices were gone. To this day, I still wonder if it was my imagination, or if the things I told you really happened. I never lost my Catholic faith. Even if God hadn't sent the demons away, I will always believe in Him.

I still go stay at my grandparents house for the night whenever my mom works nights. But What's really puzzling is that I haven't experienced any paranormal stuff since then. Again, I don't know if it was my imagination.

Written by Taylor, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Monday, June 15, 2009

Recently Passed Cat Trying To Communicate?

Hi, I'm not sure if this qualifies as a "ghost" story but it has me a bit baffled. Last week my cat, whom I have had since I was 8 (20 years almost) had to be put to sleep due to ongoing kidney failure and dehydration. It was a really traumatic thing which left me pretty upset, more than I had even expected. Throughout his life up to the age of about 14, he had been a ruthless hunter and killer,picking off birds, rodents, giant fish, even attacking Dobermans and German Shepherds that dared to roam the street. He had a particular habit of killing or maiming birds and leaving them on the doorstep on a regular basis. The one I remember most vividly was when I caught him as he pounced on a dove, we managed to pry his jaws open and save the bird. After this, he contracted feline aids from a cat fight and had to be kept indoors, which ended his fun.

To my story:
The day after he passed, I awoke from a pretty restless sleep and to clear my head, I thought I'd go for a run. On the way out of the house I saw a dove walking around our front yard, which is small (I have a villa). We often have doves and nests in our yard but when we go out there, they fly off immediately. This one continued to walk around, and when I went to it, tried to fly but failed. I thought I would see how it went, and went for my run. I was still there on return, so I caught it carefully in a towel and took it to my backyard, which is sealed in with shadecloth, so it would be safe, then took it to the local vets. At this stage I thought nothing of it, only that it was rare to have a bird turn up injured at our place.

What got me was what happened next.... The next morning I phoned my mum, who was also really close to this cat (we were like his mum and dad, my dad hated it most of the time). She was at work, and had arrived to find a blue budgie walking around on the mat outside her office door. This is a fairly public place and not the kind of place you would expect a lost budgie to take refuge.

Since I found out about this I have had a strange sense of calm about his death, almost like he has sent the birds to say "I'm OK." I'm still not sure if it is just an impossible coincidence or the work of another realm? I am normally a scientifically minded person who would dismiss this but it has got me a bit spooked....

So its not a ghost story as such, but I would appreciate other people's comments or ideas or if anyone has had anything similar happen.

Sent in by Neil Drouet, Copyright 2009

The Abandoned House

This happened many many years ago I lived near a home that a lot of my friends would tell tales about but I couldn't believe it. I did however notice that people who moved into the house didn't really stay for long, six months maybe at the most.

Well one mischievous night a group of us were talking about the house and we decided to go check it out. I thought it would be a great opportunity to figure out what everyone was talking about, no one lived there so why not. When we got there and got out of the car the air around became chilling cold! It was kinda a cool night to begin with but where the house was the temperature seem to have dropped. I remember saying something about that out loud to my friends.

We walked up to the front door to see if it was locked and it was. We went around the back gated yard and the door was locked so we actually broke the window and climb in. The House looked huge!  Mirrored walls, bedroom that had this pedestal that I believe you put your bed on I'm not sure but it was different.  In each room we went to we check the light switches and nothing came on we made it to the bathroom area which was huge! It had stairs that had you walk down to the shower area right there I turned the light switch and all of a sudden all the lights started popping on in the house. I was very freaked out and wanted out of the house! We all stuck close to one another and proceeded to the front door quickly as we opened the front door there was a wheel barrow full of shingles blocking the front door which I have to say wasn't there when tried to enter the front door!

As we got into the car and proceeded to speed off I turned around in the back seat to look back at the house and all the lights began to turn off one by one! I don't know what it was but it has always stuck by me and gives me chills every time I talk or think about that night.

Sent in by Lisa, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Trouble In The House

I went to Maddi's house for the night and there was believed to have a ghost haunting the house. We had just come back from the movies and were eating dinner in the kitchen, alone. Everybody was in bed asleep and we heard a little thump up in the air vent above us. We both stopped talking, and looked up. All we saw were these weird black eyes staring at us. We eventually saw a white face with a black stripe down its nose.

We had no idea what it was but it was really freaking us out. After that, we tried to be calm and went outside for a little walk. But suddenly, the wind got really high and Maddi's birds were acting really strange in their cage. They seemed really spooked out.

We finally went back inside and went to bed but all night we heard really strange noises, we heard screeching and thumping, doors kept opening and creaking and we heard somebody outside our window, twice, they were like breathing deeply as if in trouble or something and without making contact we both heard it.

The next day, Maddis dog was yelping for no reason, and when we took her to the vet, they said nothing was wrong with her. We still don't know what was wrong with her but she was yelping and whining as soon as she got in the house and she just kept staring up the hallway.

It was a terrifying experience that I don't think we will ever forget but that's not the first time something like this has happened, these really weird and spooky things have been happening to us...

Sent in by Abbey and Maddi, Copyright 2009

Shadow Man by the Grave

There was one night where my mom, my mom's friend and four of my friends had decided to take a trip to our town's supposedly haunted cemetery. Well, we were already scared before we even arrived. However, we were determined to take a walk through the cemetery while our parents waited in the car. We all tried to hold hands in this big group as we walked the gravel roads.

Soon we were by the railroad tracks. And out of nowhere, we all see this man standing by a grave. He wasn't any hue or color. He was almost like a standing shadow. We ran as fast as we could. We made it to the car, but the night was not over yet.

My mother and I walked up to a small mausoleum, holding hands of course. We knock on the doors for no apparent reason and suddenly we hear this growl. Now, remind you, there are no wild animals where we live. But this was coming from inside.

When we ran to the car, we got inside and the lights weren't working and neither was our flashlight. Something spooky was at the cemetery that night, but we'll never know what.

Written by Brianna, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Ghost Girl In The Garage

One night on the 15 of September 2007 my little brother (Sean) and I were in our garage dancing to music. We had been dancing for about 14 minutes when we heard sobbing. We paused the music and listened more carefully. The sobbing continued so we decided to look around. We found some water in the workshop next to the garage (the workshop is a huge room full of old tools) then a shadow passed the door and it slammed shut.

After getting out of the freaky workshop Sean and I were frightened. While we were walking out we looked around the garage when we saw her, an, about 8 year old, girl sitting in the car. I screamed and Sean started to cry. We ran up stairs to mum. Nobody believed me apart from Sean.

Our house is 52 years old and has been spooky since I moved in and I never want to go in the garage again!

Sent in by Casey Leigh Colligan, Copyright 2009

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Java The Ghost In My Attic

Don't think I'm crazy, I get enough of that from my counselors but this is 100% true. There is a woman in my attic. She is tall, wears a black Victorian style attire, dress shoes, veil. She has long wavy black hair, and eyes the color of the moon in the harvest season. Oh and she is dead. Her name is Java, I've come to this conclusion because she mutters to herself, speaking in first person.

She made her presence known the day I was moved into the room connected to the attic door. I was cleaning the room and getting my stuff organized when something just smacked me in the head. I turned around and she was retreating into the attic. I followed because for some reason I'm an idiot!

I walked into the attic and she was sitting in the far corner, muttering ramdomness. She looked up and screamed at me! So of course I fled. From then on she hasn't liked me much, always yelling at me, arguing, throwing stuff, and making people think that I'm crazy.

Sent in by "Sarah of France", Copyright 2009

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Sleeping With The Devil

Well, this hasn't happened to me, but it did happen to my great uncle, Jean. Back in the 1960's, my great grandmother and her nine kids lived in a little home together back in East L.A. They were pretty poor, so they couldn't afford a bigger home. Right by their home was a big playhouse, and my great uncle, Jean would sometimes spend the night in that playhouse. Well, one night when he was sleeping, he felt heavy breathing on the back of his neck, so he turned to the other side to see what it was: it was furry and big.

He got so scared and turned back around so he wouldn't see the image. But then he had felt an arm trying to cuddle with him, so he pushed it off. It wouldn't let go of him, so he wrestled with it until he got the damn thing off of him. He realized that their was a window there in the playhouse, so he threw it out.

When he woke up, he thought he had a really weird dream. That was until he looked on the side of his bed and saw some fur.

I am NOT lying. My grandma (who happens to be one of those nine kids, btw) had had a lot of weird things happen to her and her family. She even told me she talked to Satan one time.

Sent in by Marisa, Copyright 2009

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

School Haunting In The Philippines

Hi my name is Jhen (my friends used to call me Maiko) I live in Rizal here in the Philippines. I'm 14 years old now. I want to share one of the scariest thing in my whole life!

It was a cloudy day of November 2007. I was at the school to help other class room officers to decorate our room for the coming Christmas. It was already 3 or 4 in the afternoon when we stopped doing our work, instead we all went to the gym and there we shared different stories such as study, family life, hobbies and also our enemies.

We were all busy chattering when one of my classmates heard some running footsteps of a child. They all listened to it but I'm the only one who didn't hear it! Instead I only felt something! I felt someone was holding me and forcing me not to move! My eyes went blurred and I couldn't hear my classmates voices! I could see them screaming but I couldn't hear anything!

Then, in a minute,I suddenly felt that no one was holding me back but I still couldn't move! Then in a flash I stood up and walked. When I faced my classmates I saw something or someone behind them! It was a girl (a girl inside the classroom) and... she passed through the black board! I was so shocked at that moment that I couldn't speak any words! Then it was gone!

After the incident, we all knew that we were the only students inside the campus so... who would cause the running footsteps in the gym? Because of fear, no one of us dared to tell the story to anyone or dared to go to the school during weekends.

Written by Jhen, Copyright 2009

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Monday, June 8, 2009

South Side River Road

My best friend and I were driving down this old country road at night, and we were fixing to come up on a big 4-way stop with these huge stop signs. Well a few yards back from the stop sign I caught a glimpse of a man with a long brown coat walking across the street. It made me jump a little bit and I kinda tapped on my brakes, but as soon as I saw the image it was gone. It was that quick and I thought it was just the stop sign and my eyes were playing tricks on me.

I turned to my best friend and I was like "I could of swore that stop sign was a..." and she goes "A PERSON!" so now we are convinced that we might have saw something because it was just too weird that we both saw the same thing. creepy! but since then I don't think anything weird has happened to us.

Sent in by Sarah, Copyright 2009

Haunted Elementary

Ok I am in this story with a lot of my friends. Well it all started one day when we heard a weird noise from down the hall way so my friend Chelsea went to go see. What she saw was not normal. It was all black with bright green eyes and blond hair. So she came and told us so.

At recess we asked if we could go inside because we were bored so when we went in we went right to the place she saw it. When we were leaving because we got scared my friend Samantha and Autumn got scratched and they don't know how.

The next day we all saw it and it was bigger. We told our teacher and she said she would look after school. She did not come back. She wasn't back for a week. When she got back she had a huge scratch on her face. We asked her and she did not answer.

Well, we started to forget about all of it then when we were on stage singing for choir I saw something. I don't know what it was though because it left in the blink of an eye.

Sent in by Rachel, Copyright 2009

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Sunday, June 7, 2009

Ghostly Roommate

My home is a old 1870's home residing in the small town of Brattleboro, Vermont. I moved into this house when I was just starting middle school and ever since I moved into the home I felt a little less then comfortable being in this house alone at times. My house was changed many times and it was originally and recently a apartment building that we turned in a one family house.

My brother and I, along with my older sister who only a little while after moved out, lived in the upstairs area. I was always used to my brother being there and being with me whenever I was but whenever he was not in the house I still felt a presence with me in the home, watching me with content and curiosity and sometimes with annoyance.

When I'm alone watching TV or doing something I hear sounds like of shuffling feet or people walking into the apartment but whenever I turned to look and see who is walking in nobody is there. I hear it a lot whenever I'm not watching TV too. Also whenever I'm in my living room and I look out into the room between my laundry room and my living room I always see things walking by like things very quickly and clearly seen with the naked eye. I also see shadows shifting across my walls.

Whenever I'm sitting on the couch with my cat on my lap my cat always looks at something in that room like someone is just walking in or something present in that room. There is also a guest room that I always feel like someone is watching me from, and strangely a few days ago I was awoken by something pushing me or shaking me to wake up. It has happened a few times I would wake up for unexplained reasons, usually I would just brush it off and go back to sleep. I'm not threatened by this ghost but its kind of weird how I still have that presence, like a ghostly roommate always there.

Sent in by Erin Morse, Copyright 2009

The Haunted Caravan

My family and I were staying for a week at Sandylands Caravan Park, Saltcoats, Aryshire, Scotland, and we were sitting in the lounge a bit and my auntie and uncle had come over with my three cousins. My dad and uncle had put my younger brother and sister along with my auntie and uncle's two sons (my 2 cousins). My cousin Lauren, me, my dad, my mum, my auntie and my uncle stayed up. Suddenly there came two loud bangs from the bedrooms where the younger ones were sleeping. So my dad shouted get to sleep you four and there was a really loud moan. We ignored and the lights were out so my mum was mucking about with the new video camera and we sat it on the table facing the 2 bedrooms. Then a flash of light and a whoosh of freezing cold air suddenly appeared and disappeared as quick as lightning.

My mum checked the video camera and screamed, she let us look at the video and on the screen a face came up. It was a sunken face there was no eyes just sockets and no nose or mouth.

The next day we all went to the beach. As we were getting ready to go to the beach, my mum changed the tapes so the tape with the ghost face was sitting in the cupboard and the blank tape in the camcorder. Call this freaky or what but something had changed the tapes so that the face had been recorded over so we had no evidence of the ghost at all.

We were all pretty freaked out after that but me, my brother, sister and dad still go to the caravan park for holidays but we wont go anywhere near Caravan 213

Sent in by Bethany Cameron, Copyright 2009

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Wrights Family Cemetery Haunting

My name is Mark. I live in a small city called Elkhorn City in Kentucky. I have a lot of family down here and a few of my friend's wanted to go visit a haunted graveyard. All the one's they have went to nothing happened so I told them about an old family cemetery of mine that's in a holler called John Moores Branch which has another holler that comes off of it that's called Wright's Holler which has the Wrights family cemetery - my family's cemetery. They wanted to go and see it so I showed it to them, nothing happened so we left.

Two nights later they came back on their own and from what I understand they had the living daylights scared out of them. One said he was punched in the chest and another said he was touched on the arm. They all said they saw lights floating around and black shadows and they said that they felt that something bad was going to happen to them so they left. They told me later that they would never go back there again.

I've been up there many many time before and after at day and at night I have seen nothing. Maybe where I am family the sprits don't try to scare me off I don't know but I thought it was a good story and this is a true story so believe what you will. This holler is located at Elkhorn City in Pike co Kentucky.

Sent in by Mark R Beard, Copyright 2009

Friday, June 5, 2009

Something Was Definitely Wrong

A man named Mr. Sullivan was lost. He didn't know what time it was, how he got to where he was and why he was there. He asked a woman who was passing by, what time it was. "Excuse me, I'm afraid I forgot my watch. Will you tell me what time it is?" The woman screamed and ran away. He was puzzled and was wondering why she just ran away.  He thought something awkward was going on.

Mr. Sullivan decided to take a taxi. He was walking up to one and all of a sudden, it sped away. "Something is definitely wrong! I better call back home and ask my wife to pick me up." He found the nearest telephone and called the house phone. A woman picked up and said, "Hello? Who's this?" and the man replied, "Is Mrs. Sullivan home?" and the woman replied, "I'm afraid not! She is attending a funeral because her husband got into terrible car crash!"

Sent in by Alleyah, Copyright 2009

How I Survived

When I was seven I was in a bad crash. My cousin Robin and my little brother Jessie and I were at my house. My baby sister Tabatha was just born a year ago but her and my dad were getting ready to go to my grandmothers pool.

Robin had his golf cart and me him and Jessie told my dad that we will head down there while he gets Tabatha dressed. I was in the middle, Jessie on my left and Robin on my right driving and so we passed my great-grandpas house (he is still alive) but there was this hill that goes down to my grandmas. We took it then something hit my in the back of the head hard enough to make me pass out. We crashed, Robin flew under a trailer and scratched his head, Jessie stumped his toe and my head hit the trailer (still passed out). My head was cut 4 inches close to my temple.

I woke up in my Geat-Grandpas van on the way to the hospital and I thought it was a dream but I remembered a face in my dream. I saw the crash and myself but then I woke up. The face I saw looked like Jesus and I've been going to church ever since. I'm 14 now and I've told no one about the dream until now.

Written by "Demonhunter", Copyright 2009

The Evil Hand In The Window

At about the age of 9 or 10 years of age my mother, brother and new step-father (or at least was about to be) were living in Canberra after moving from Sydney because of a horrible experience, won't get into details with that. Anyway, one night I was sleeping in my room and at that time I was scared of the dark so whenever I'd fall asleep my mum would switch off the light. I was sleeping and I just all of a sudden woke up in god knows what time in the morning and just saw a hand out of my window (which was locked and on the side which the hand appeared you can't open the window).

The hand was turning and as I recall I think it was green with red nails. I was in total shock that I couldn't move or breathe and I finally got the courage to put my hand on the Quran and say a prayer and when I looked back the hand was gone.

I jumped up as fast as I could and ran to my brothers room because my mum always locked her door. I started screaming and crying but he just got angry because he was having a great dream of him flying with the characters in dragon ball z, great older brother Ali. He woke up and he started telling me to go to bed otherwise he'd wake up my mum and I was scared cause she always seemed to yell. Anyway he couldn't take it with me so he went to her room knocking and they tried to force me into bed but I got hysterical. As they were trying to put me to sleep I can recall a light only on me and the rest of my room was dark, just black.

Another time was when I had again waken in the same house (which was a town house) and awoke to my brother saying my name. Recalling the experience he looked transparent but I didn't notice at the time because I was too sleepy. Anyway I responded to my brother saying... "what, Ali?" but had no response. I woke up and no one was there. I went to my brother's room and found him sound asleep.

I'm 16 now and my brother still doesn't believe me about the hand... though I never mentioned the time when I thought I saw him in my room. Apparently my cousin was sleeping over and because I had two beds in my room he said he remembers the time how I got hysterical about the hand. He told me not to worry because apparently my brother saw red eyes. I don't understand why he still won't believe me. I mean I'm more mature and older now... and he saw red eyes... I don't get it.

Sent in by "Anonymous", Copyright 2009

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Haunted Day Care

I work at a day care during the summer and the workers always joke that the place is haunted. There is nothing creepy or scary about the place, but they still say that it has a few spirits hanging around. So one day at about 3 o'clock, we are going to wake the kids up from their nap, when Holly comes out of the toddler room speechless. She told us that one of the little girls (3 years old) was sitting up on her cot, in the dark, while everyone else was asleep, pointing into the bathroom saying "That man scared me". Needless to say, we were all freaking out and the little girl, Megan, just kept saying that he was gone now, but that there was a man in the bathroom during nap time. She didn't mention it again the rest of the day, so we let it go.

Next day at breakfast, no one has mentioned the man to Megan and she looks into the bathroom and says, "He's still gone." I told her to let me know if he showed up. So later that afternoon she looks up suddenly and says "There he is! He's back!" and points into the bathroom. We all look... nothing is there. But she is just insistent. She goes and points to a box of extra clothes in the bathroom and says "He's being nosy!" We told her to tell him to go away, so she did. Then she said that he left and said bye. She told us that he was a nice man. We were all a little creeped out, but just told ourselves it was the imagination of a 3 year old.

After the weekend, Megan wasn't at daycare that day, but a little boy Josh, who WASN'T there the week before to hear about all of the "bathroom man" stories was. After nap, Josh told us that there was a man in the bathroom during nap time. I totally think that place is haunted now!

Sent in by Brianne, Copyright 2009

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Dads Ghost Saved My Life

In June of 1983 I was 23 years old. I had just gotten engaged to John, who I had met when I was 18. I should first tell you that I met John through my Dad, who bartended with him. Six months after we were engaged my Dad died of a massive heart attack.

I was the first born, and very much "Daddy's little girl". Needless to say, I was beyond devastated! My Day would never walk me down the aisle. I barely remember having to identify him, the wake, or the funeral. But three weeks later...

I was heading home after work, approaching an intersection that I had gone through many, many times. Traffic was unusually light for the time of day (5:30 pm.), as I approached the light it had just turned green and the car in front of me was already going through the light. I had plenty of time, just before I reached the intersection, there is my Dad in the passenger's seat! Screaming at me to stop! I couldn't move, all I could think was, DAD! Is that you? He didn't answer me, instead, he took his left foot over to my side, and slammed on the brakes! I came to a screeching halt, just as someone ran the red light, and missed me by inches! Thank you Dad!

Written by Trish, Copyright 2009 Willard E Hughes Jr

Young Girl Possessed

This is a true story my grandmother told me. It's about a young girl and her love life.

One day she broke up with her boyfriend and a few days later she got a mysterious letter. Her family gave it to her. When she opened it they say she went crazy. She stripped off her clothes and climbed up on the roof. Her family was devastated at the sight. They sent her three older brothers to get her down and they couldn't. Later that night she died. Her boyfriend had possessed her and she died.

Sent in by Maria, Copyright 2009

Monday, June 1, 2009

Ouija Board Demon at Our House

It was late at night. I had just moved into the house but I had heard whispers. I turned around and it stopped.

It had been two years since that happened and after those two years then everyone had been waking up at night and then screaming that was my baby brother being pinned to the ground. I couldn't get whatever it was off him. Then I got whatever it was off him and it disappeared into mid air.

I also realized we had opened a place in the house that had a red circle and a star in it. Then I got Ouija board (a board used to communicate with spirits) and I asked it it's name and it spelled W-I-L-L and I asked it when it was born it spelled N-E-V-E-R then the board started moving in circles. I asked it if I saw it, it spelled Y-E-S. I asked it where, it spelled O-N Y-O-U-R B-A-B-Y B-R-O-T-H-E-R.

But then we preformed a ritual, an old Native American one and sprinkled salt around the house and it was gone but not for long. I stepped out of my room at night and there was WILL again. I ran to my baby brothers room and took them downstairs. My parents started the car and made me and my baby brothers go in and we drove away.

Written by Ilsa Saeed, Copyright 2009

Kenilworth Haunting

A small portion of our school went to Kenilworth Homestead for school camp. On the girls side of the cabins, there was an old shack sitting on top of a hill. The day was fairly normal, but at night, some girls shone a torch light on the shack and started to scream. I was in the cabin, so I ran outside. They were all saying that there was something in the shack. Some older girls sniffed at the idea, but didn't seemed totally convinced it wasn't true. My friend and I are great superstitious believers. She thought it might be one of three things... an old banshee, a poltergeist, or a creature that feeds of peoples fear. Se decided the third one. The night went on and nothing much happened, just a few noises.

In the morning, the teachers cabin lights were flicking on and off but no one was inside. Then the next cabin along's shelf broke off. That was cabin 2. Cabin 3 was pretty un-harmed, but cabin 4 was strange. We were all in our own cabins (mine number 5) when we heard the sound like dropping cutlery. And that's what my friend thought it was, but we still went outside. The window on cabin number 4 had been smashed from the inside. There was no real cause, as the shards were not small enough to be kicked or had something thrown at,and to thick for someone to have lent on. We thought our cabin was next, but we got out pretty unscathed.

Another weird thing is that my mother had been to Kenilworth homestead with her class too (different school) and the girls there had also seen something in the shack window. One of the girls had sprained their ankle when the ladder step of the bunk bed snapped suddenly.

Sent in by Kerrushi, Copyright 2009

They Talk To Me In My Dreams

When I was pregnant with my son my cousins mom kept telling me your mom says you know the answer to the question this went on for several month prior to giving birth to my son. Well 2 days after I had my son he stopped breathing and spent 5 days in ICU at the same hospital that my mom had passed at. So I decided that they were trying to warn me about my baby.

Then about 2 months later I had the dream again I instantly woke up, The phone rang as the answer came to me, On the phone it was my cousin, she asked are you having weird dreams again. I then told her the dream she asked do you know the answer, I said its your dad. It was her dad he was in ICU and was not expected to live. We were 30 yrs old at the time and neither one of us had spoke to her dad for about 15 yrs prior to this. He was my mom's cousin and they were very close at one time. It was my mom and Joyce telling me that we needed to make amends and say good-bye.

I also get messages when I am wide awake. When my dad died I had some friend's over and we were playing dice. I told them the cops are here, they said no and I said yes about 15 min later there was a knock on my door and it was the police to tell me that my dad had just passed.

Sent in by Pamela, Copyright 2009 Willard E Hughes Jr