Thursday, October 28, 2010

Visitor in Paducah Kentucky

Ok believe it or not this a true story. I was living in Paducah, Kentucky with my boyfriend at the time. I had gotten up at about 9 am and I had went out to have a smoke to start the day. I made my way up the hallway and walked into the kitchen and walked out the back door and went outside. While standing there smoking I was still trying to wake up.

I had finished my smoke and I was making my way back into the house so I opened the back door and I swear that when I opened the door I looked in toward the kitchen door and it was standing wide open like someone was holding the door for me to go into the house. The door did not slam shut, it was like someone wanted me to come on in. So the first thing that came to my mind was to turn around and go back outside. So I did.

Sent in by Black Sunshine, Copyright 2010

Little Girl in the Bathroom Mirror

My family had moved in to our house about a year before I had my ghostly experience. One morning, when I was about 12 years, old I was getting ready for school. I was in my bathroom, facing the mirror. My bathroom door was open. Suddenly I felt a simple tap on my back, when I turned to see what it was, there was no one there and I looked in my bedroom next door, thinking it was my sister playing a prank, only to find her still asleep in bed. I figured it was nothing and continued to get ready.

As I glanced in the mirror I suddenly saw what looked like a little girl peeking out from behind the open bathroom door. I don't remember being able to make out her face but I remember she had long red hair. I stood there in shock as she then played, what seemed like peek-a-boo in the mirror behind my back, moving her head back and forth, continually peeking out from behind my back, like a child would. This all happened in only about 10 seconds but seemed like minutes.

I remember staring at myself in the mirror after experiencing this, unable to move for a moment, frozen in terror. Then I of course went screaming into my parents room. When my mom calmed me down I told her what had happened, she was in shock and a little while after told me it was my great grandmas birthday. She had died a few years before. She had red hair.

I don't know if that was her ghost coming in the form of a little girl to say hello. But it certainly was a weird coincidence.

Sent in by Ciara, Copyright 2010

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Someone Was in My Bed

I live in Shelby, North Carolina with my parent's and younger brother. We all played in and enjoy this house in the 70's early 80's. I was 8 or 9 at the time and I had never encountered anything until one night.

I got prepared for bed as usual and laid down. My parents were across the hall in their room and my brother was in his so I knew everyone was in their rooms. I drifted off to sleep but something awoke. I just knew something was in the bed. I was facing the wall with my back turned to whatever it was so I reached out my arm and moved my hand towards it and it felt like a person with the cover on top. I could not believe it. I touched it trying to figure out what it was but at the same time was scared and in shock.

I finally got the courage to turn over to face it and when I did it was gone. I went to my parents and asked them if one of them slept with me and they both said no. I knew my little brother was young and he was in his bed. I just know what ever it was it was big and on it's side as well with the back turned to me. I just can not understand what or who it was in my bed.

Sent in by Michelle, Copyright 2010

Witch's Castle Cameron Park in Waco Texas

I just want to let all you non-believers know that the witch's castle is very real! There have been many stories and many of them where changed. I have the actual lowdown on this story!

You see as a teenager my friends and I spent many evenings and late nights at Cameron Park (Waco, Texas) We would drive all through that place! We drove down the seven sisters with the head lights off! (pretty stupid now that I am older and realize it) and head out to the witch's castle so here is the description;

It was late almost midnight we noticed that there was a mist of fog rising up from the narrow paved road. You could sometimes smell a stench in the air of decay really funky! In the far off distance you could hear moaning like some animal was in distress. It was hard to tell how far it was, it may have been just a block or maybe a mile away so we exited my grandfather's old beat up truck and made our way down the path.

We walked further down the path to where the ruins of where the witch's castle laid; the story goes that the witch lived there with her children (not sure how many as this number always changes) and she kept a pack of dogs to keep people away from her property. It is told that she became possessed and murdered her entire family including the beast that guarded her castle. All was lost and what was left was a slab and parts of the chimney. Time passed and it was also added that there had been visitors that had mysteriously disappeared! Now that I can not confirm so please beware if you dare to visit this area especially at night! Roam at your own risk!

Sent in by Dela, Copyright 2010

Friday, October 22, 2010

Haunted Theater and the Ghost of the Garage Attic

One night at the little town's theater, I went in to my play practice. Our director, Sandy, was getting everyone together, then suddenly, it happened. We covered our ears at the big screech and looked to where it was coming from. We realized it was coming from the largest speaker, and the sound girl turned everything off, from the whole sound system, to the lights, and to the walkie talkies. It seemed just to get louder and louder! Sandy said to start the music, and it was never heard again. I found out later that the theater was haunted.

That play's performance was great! But the girls in dressing room 5 decided to test if it really was haunted. They slid a hanger halfway under a locked closet door, and something on the other side pulled it all the way under!

My parents just bought a beautiful old house and I invited my friend, Alexis, over to see it. Me and Alexis were playing in my garage of the house when Alexis wanted to go upstairs. Of course I said yes, it was going to be my first time up there. My Dad pulled the ladder down for us, we said thank you, and went up.

When we got to the top, we looked around. A fan, a poster with a basketball guy, a raccoon trap, a bench with a weird shadow behind it, a old che- Wait a minute! Weird shadow? I looked closer. "Alexis! do you see a little boy-shaped shadow?" I said. Alexis answered, "Yeah! Do you think its a..." she paused. "Well, if it is, Ghosts are angry if you are scared of them. So just... calmly... walk... to... the ladder."

We slowly walked backwards in a little fear... I admit it, I was scared!

The shadow was still there when we moved everything out.

Sent in by Emily Dorman, Copyright 2010

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Edinburgh Horror Tours

Hi I own and run Edinburgh horror tours, we start our tour on the royal mile outside the police museum/ fringe box-office shop, and end up in the Greyfriars cemetery, and finally inside the locked private covenanters prison site the most haunted tomb in Britain.

You may think another Ghost tour well you would be wrong, as incredibly coming through the old stone walls inside the tomb are horrible faces ,the incredible thing is some can see them right away but if you take a picture and later enlarge it you will indeed see the faces with all their fear clearly exposed for all to see.

A strange paranormal thing that is impossible to explain away as I think seeing believes.

Edinburgh Horror Tours

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Bizarre Rat Like Creature in the Kitchen

This happened to me when I was about 8 years old. We had gone to this village-like place near Texas, where my aunt lived with her three kids. It was late into summer and very hot. We  were driving along in my dad's blue family van. It went slow and kept stopping on the road. We were on our way to my aunt's house.

I had met my aunt only once and I had met just two of her kids (the older ones) at a wedding in New York. Now my aunt had another kid with her boyfriend. The kid was four now. So at the wedding I must have been four. My brothers and I were really hungry. On the way, we saw a Pizzeria at which we begged dad to stop. He didn't listen to us since he was in the mood to eat traditional American food. Anything was OK with us.

We looked around for an American restaurant. We came to one finally but it looked very old and tired out. But my dad didn't care. He just got us all into the restaurant. Inside, this place was freaking dirty. And we were supposed to eat here? I got sick just looking at the stuff on the walls.

I ran into the loo and puked up a storm because it was worse in the loo and the toilet was really stinky and I had to puke on a lot of cockroaches, dead and alive. Once I was done I came out but just then I stopped. I saw in the kitchen a really strange thing lying in a pot full of soup. The thing was floating around in the soup and it looked like a dust ball. Then  to my horror, it moved. I saw that it had very small pink hands and feet and a rat's tail. But it wasn't a rat. I observed it more closely and then it looked like a lizard because it had reptile's scales on its neck. It was swimming around like a really weird newt and I was so scared of it!

Sent in by nobodyinthedark, Copyright 2010

Monday, October 18, 2010

Haunted Cracker Barrel

OK so the Cracker Barrel in Knoxville Tennessee is haunted. If you use the payphone you can hear a ghost voice sometimes in the back. Also sometimes you can see a waitress named Margie (says on her name tag) but then if you ask they will tell you no Margie works there anymore. She used to but along time ago and she has been dead awhile I guess.

My friend asked the manager about it and says that she is seen a lot and pours coffee and even still gets tips! So if you see Margie be sure to be nice and tip her!

Sent in by Cori, Copyright 2010

Spirit Help

During the first couple of months that my fiancé and I were together, we found out that we both believed in the paranormal.

Well, one day, we were in our hotel room and we were getting ready to go out to eat when I noticed that I couldn't find my money anywhere! I was sort of freaking out because I could have sworn that I put it in my pocket just two minutes before. Well my fiancé took off his crystal necklace and suggested that we use it as a pendulum and ask spirits to help us find the money. So we asked yes and no questions like "Is the money by the bathroom?" and it swung side to side, meaning "No". We finally asked if it was near the bed and it went in a circle, meaning "Yes". So we asked if it was under the bed, (answer was no), then if it was on the bed and we got a yes. So we took the blankets off one by one and there it was! It was under all of the sheets! How it got there from my pocket I don't know but I am still thankful for that spirit helping me find my money! That was definitely one of the nicest spirits I've came across.

Sent in by Darya Ruslan, Copyright 2010

Friday, October 15, 2010

Urban Legend of Kokomo Indiana

There is an urban legend in my town of Kokomo, Indiana. We have many urban legends in fact, but there's one in particular. The story is set on Old Sycamore Road, which an old road in the farmland, an open field area of my town.

There's a small bridge off of Old Sycamore Road that takes you onto another road, that leads to the next town. The story goes, a man, or a boy fell off the bridge, and died hitting his head on the rocks underneath. And if you were to drive on Old Sycamore Road at night, and cross that bridge, then the "ghost" of the man, or boy appear next to your car once you pass the exact spot they had fallen from, until you exit the bridge.

My friends and I have tested this urban legend many times and we have yet to see anything. We don't even know if anyone really died there, but true or false, it's an eerie story and visual

Sent in by Mr. Mystery, Copyright 2010

Native Drums

I don't remember this happening at all, I only know if it from my mom's stories. I was about three at the time, and we went out at a place called Red Rock for a bit of a hike. It used to be an old Native American tribe's living place.

So we wandered around for a bit, going to see an enormous pit in the ground with a face of a stone wall (completely natural, not man made) standing out at one end of it. The was very little water left in the bottom of the pit. This was where the Natives would have dances and rituals, if I remember correctly, using drums and squash shakers for music.

My mother remembers me always asking to go home, covering my ears with my hands and looking very grouchy. I was the only one of my sisters who was doing so. Finally she asked me why I was acting this way and why I was so eager to leave.

"The drums are too loud, Mama." I had said.

We left shortly after that.

Sent in by SH, Copyright 2010

Also of interest - Native American Shamanism

House Built on Aboriginal Graves

My house was actually meant to be built on Aboriginal graves. When my father was going to buy the house the man kept on warning us not to buy it because of that reason. I've been living in the house for 14 years now and a few weird things have happened.

The first one is when I keep waking up to a random scratching noise. The second is waking up to movement of stomping in the hallway when no one is there. The third is when I see hooded figures on the computer chair. And last when I feel like a hand is pulling my hair softly.

Recently I heard walking down the hallway and I have a clear sight of the kitchen and the footsteps were walking into the kitchen so I looked at the kitchen and I saw he pantry door fly open and then slowly close.

Sent in by Rabbit, Copyright 2010

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Knoxville House Haunting

This is my friend's mom's house that she grew up in and where this happened. She told my friend and I that when she was in about 7th grade, her friend Susan came over to spend the night but also study for a test that was coming up the following week. When it was around lunch time they went to get some lunch and they had stacked up all the papers so they would not get messed up.When they came back all the papers had been like thrown all over the place.

That night Susan the friend started hearing foot steps all over the papers. She thought it was Missy's older sister. Susan tried to go back to sleep, but she just kept hearing them over and over again. After awhile Susan started to whisper, "Missy, Missy". When Missy had heard that she woke up and Susan told her about the footsteps.

The next morning they picked up all the papers and when they went to go eat breakfast they heard footsteps on the papers. Missy thought that she was lying that night but oh no she learned her house was haunted.

Sent in by Ally Barker, Copyright 2010

History Repeats

So I was talking to my mom last week and she was telling me that my brother has had a sudden fear of everything. I had just recently visited them over the summer and there was definitely something wrong with my brother. He is now 9 years old and he refuses to sleep in his room. He didn't like being alone under any circumstances.

But my mom says it has gotten even worse. I am very concerned because I did feel an odd presence in my mom's apartment. I also have the strange feeling that my brother is experiences what I did when I was younger. If any of you have read my last post about my strange childhood, some of the same things are happening to him. My mom describes the genuine fear in his eyes. He hears strange noises coming from my mom's closet and sees things in the bathroom.

My brother is very deep in the Christian faith and I fear that evil beings are trying to attack him... What do y'all think?

Sent in by Marisa Chapoy, Copyright 2010

Who Were They?

It was a no moon night. And me and my friend 'James' were just strolling about in my house. He had come for a stay over. We decided to go to the balcony and look at the sky... so we did.

We were standing there watching the stars when we saw someone walk quietly on the street. The dim streetlights were on and we could only see the dark figure. The figure kept on moving there. Then another figure 'quite small' joined the other figure. We went down and decided to see who the figures were. The people, a man and a girl were absolutely new to us and didn't live in our street.

The man suddenly went off, signaling the girl to stay there. We saw our chance and went to talk to the girl. Her name was Emily as she told us. She said her father was the new watchman and she had just come with him. She was very small and was obviously telling the truth. Still there was something sinister about the way she walked and talked. We said good bye and returned and as we did, the girls father came back and they walked off. I told James that something was wrong and he agreed.

The next day, when we inquired with the day watchman we came to know that there was no new watchman and the old watchman certainly wasn't married...

That night, I was alone and was looking out for the girl and her father. The girl came and passed and behind her came her father. I kept looking for them because I knew that the street had a dead end and they would have to come back the same way. But as I saw, The girl and her father came from the same way as thy had before. As they came, the girl waved to me (there was still less or no moon but I could see a hand of the figure wave to me) and then suddenly disappeared. I watched for them many times but I never saw them again.

Sent in by Dark Boy, Copyright 2010

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Graveyard Footsteps

In Harrisonburg, Louisiana, there is a graveyard on a hill. One evening at the basketball game I overheard a conversation of the Pentecostal pastors son to his friend. It went like this:

I took my girlfriend to the cemetery to make out. It was a full moon. Right in the middle of all that we heard footsteps. They were very loud, but they were footsteps for sure. They were getting closer, too. The light was bright as day. There was no one there.  I got the "__ out of there and I'm not going back there either.  I said to myself "yeah right", especially since he was the local drug head.

About a year later my best friends ex-boyfriend called and I went out with him. I wanted to restore their relationship if I could. Instead of taking me to get a coke like he said he took me to that graveyard. He proceeded to act in a very ungentlemanly manner. A thing he had never done toward me before. I remember as he threw me to the ground to ravish me that there was an angel grave stone nearby. In a panic I realized that I was going to be raped. It was a full moon bright as day.

Suddenly, heavy and loud footsteps began approaching us. As I fought him off, he raised his head to look for the approaching person. No one was there. A person of light skin and bright red cheeks... he turned white with fear when he realized there was no one there. He picked me up (he was twice my size) and threw me into the truck. He didn't say anything to me at all, but he took me safely home. This event scared the jehosifat out of me, but it saved my virtue. I like to think it was one of my ancestors buried there.

By mkl, Copyright 2010

Domestic Dogs and Spirits

I have read quite a few stories. I make the assumption that the authors of most of these stories are making a sincere effort to accurately report their encounters with spirits.

Having said all that, I want to relate the consequences of not protecting your pets.

One couple had a fairly large Rowdier they kept in a small cage in their backyard. This dog must have been very aggressive, relative to all the other stories I've read where most dogs are rightfully afraid of spirits, presumably evil.

This dog was in perfect condition, but overnight the dog was severely beaten, broken bones, lacerations, you name it, and died shortly afterward the next morning. The cage was still locked.

Had the dog not been caged, I'm sure it would have run and hid itself. But an animal that is cornered will fight to live, even if it fails.

Sent in by Gregory Brown, Copyright 2010

Dear Rita

My story is a difficult one to tell, for several reason, so I shall have to start at the beginning.

I had never believed in ghost until what happened to me, happened to me. Several years ago, my girlfriend and I were having an argument about something stupid as usual, (I think it was about fixing a hole in the roof but it was so long ago I can't be sure.) After about 2 hours of screaming at each other I decided to get in my car and get as far away as I can.

I drove for most of the night and was traveling down a long and winding road, I was so tired that I closed my eyes just for a second, the next thing I know I was in a ditch by the side of the road. I started to twist and struggle while shouting for help but no one came by. I knew it was the end for me and once I accepted this I saw a bright light and I the moment I closed my eyes I felt a great weight lifted off of me and I knew I had died.

But I haven't pass onto the next life yet and I can only assume this is because I haven't resolved issues with Rita so I contacted a medium called Maxwell and asked to tell Rita I love and I miss her greatly. I also asked Maxwell to tell the world my story so no one makes the same mistake I did. Tell those you love how much you care for them, because you don't know if you will ever see them again.

Sent in by Stuart Sutcliffe, Copyright 2010

Friday, October 8, 2010

Ghost Rape

Well I never really believed in ghosts until July 8th 2008.

Well I'm babysitting and so it time for him to go to bed. I put him to sleep. I'm laying down listening to music looking at my ceiling. BAM! Someone or something grabs me by the throat I can't breathe! Gasping for air, I cant see who or what it is. Its a blur I know I'm in my room I see everything my bedroom door is open I look out the door I'm seeing faces I cant picture who they are I know they're human I just never seen them before.

My TV is on I can hear it I can tell its the price is right, some game show. Now I can tell its a man, he gets on top of me and I'm trying to scream nothing coming out my mouth. Still not able to breathe now I look down I see my nephew asleep cradled in my moms arms. I'm trying to kick my mom to wake her up now trying to scream her name. I still cant breathe. I get desperate trying to fall on the floor, make some type of noise to wake her up. I give up. I'm ready to die. I'm tired. I let go. Suddenly my eyes open, I look to my left to my television the Price is Right's on, my bedroom door open just like in my dream. My mom still holding my nephew in her arms. She is awake. I start asking saying how could my dream be so accurate if it was a dream. I seem crazy but I ask her over and over again was I sleeping she kept saying yes! One thing I remember is I didn't have sore throat when I laid down. I could barely talk now.

Nicole Hatfield, Copyright 2010

Unexplained Balls of Light

My friend Lisa and I were having a sleepover one night over the summer about 4 years ago. We had never believed in UFOs, aliens, or any kind of alien life before this experience. We were both having a great time, relaxing and watching an old movie when something caught our eye outside Lisa's bedroom window. We both stood and watched as basketball-sized balls of white and yellow light fell from the sky. As each ball hit the grass in Lisa's backyard, they bounced a couple of times and would finally rest in place. They would stay lit for about half a minute and then fade out. In all, about 15 fell that night. Lisa and I were so frightened we did not go back to the site until the morning. That morning, there was no evidence of the balls of light.

I'm not sure if this could qualify as a "UFO" or "paranormal" experience, but I have never seen anything like this since.

Sent in by Jalara, Copyright 2010

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Dark Shadow on Web Cam

It was almost six in the evening when me and my husband just started to chat... he's working abroad so it is our everyday routine to chat 'til we go to sleep, that time... I just opened my cam and was waiting for him to accept it as he was busy preparing his meal, I was viewing my own cam. I saw something in front of my viewed image... it was a shadow, something like a huge flying object. I thought I was seeing a shadow of a big butterfly... but why on cam? I asked myself. I don't see anything flying around me though... then the shadow went at my back... it seems like something dropped a bit far from my behind. I turned my back, but nothing was there... then looking at my own image on the monitor there again the dark shadow at my back forming like human, I was shocked, but I managed to ask him "who are you?"

Still looking at my monitor cam the image seems coming forward then I turned my back as I felt my hair standing. I got up from my seat then the black shadow suddenly disappeared. I looked at the monitor. My husband just accepted my invitation to view my cam. I asked him if he saw it... asking me back... "saw what?" then I told him about it, he told me to  pray. I knew it wasn't something from the computer as it was my first time experience after having been chatting for about a year now, and I got so scared that I moved my computer out of our room to our living room.

Sent in by Elaine, Copyright 2010

Church Building Demon?

I was in Mexico and I was staying at a church. I was not sleeping in the church but I was in the building next to the church it was attached to the church. I was sleeping and in all truth a car wreck next to my face wouldn't wake me up. I was sleeping on the floor with people in the room and I woke up out of a dead sleep and couldn't move one of my shoulders off of the floor.

I woke up wanting to sit right up for no apparent reason. I just my body knew and wanted me to try to sit up but I could only get one shoulder off the floor and I tried with all of my might to sit up. It felt like someone was trying to get at me then the pressure was relieved and I had the automatic reaction to look to my right where the window was and there was all black which was not normal like I couldn't even see out the window something was covering it but the night before  could see the light that they kept on at all times there was no switch to turn it off. I couldn't see the light.

I woke my grandma up who was sleeping next to me and told her to go to the bathroom and tell me if the light was on and it was on. I'm not sure what happened but was told it was the presence of a Ghost or demon.

Sent in by Brook, Copyright 2010

Banging on the Window

I was around six years old when it happened. My Brother was asleep at our friends house next door. I was lying on the top bunk of my bunk bed as my stepdad was downstairs cleaning the dishes. I was just dozing off facing away from my window when all of a sudden someone was thumping against my window very hard as though they were trying to get in desperately. I did not dare turn around in case I would have nightmares, so I just stayed still pretending I was asleep hoping he or she or it would go away. When it stopped, I looked at my window to find lots of hand prints on my window. I rushed downstairs to tell my stepdad what had just happened but he told me I was just dreaming and to go back up to bed. (Typical) From this day on I never knew what went on there. I no longer live in that house though.

Another experience was a few months ago, I was walking to my friends house when I see a wedding vehicle drive down my street. There was a bald man wearing glasses driving it. Ten minutes later I'm walking up past Asda about half a mile away from my house when I see the same car with the same driver pull out of the opposite street. I thought it was maybe a coincidence and forgotten about it until I saw it again! About another half a mile up the road. Weird huh?

Sent in by Kieran Jobling, Copyright 2010

A Lady in Brown

I have lived in a haunted house for almost a year. My mother lived in this house when she was round 12 or 13. She moved out and moved into a different house. Then when I was 8 or 9 she moved back into the house she lived in years and years ago.

Now my Mother said the house was haunted, but I never paid attention to it. That was a big mistake. When I was 9 I had my first ghost experience ever. I was asleep in my room and my closet had a padlock on it. Anyway I was awakened by a metal clicking sound I thought it was my brother who was trying to get into my room. I said "Get lost." But it kept clicking so finally I opened my bedroom door to tell him off, but when I opened the door no one was there. I closed the door back and got back in bed. The clicking started again this time I knew where it was coming from... My closet.

I hid my head under the covers and tried to drift off to sleep,but all of a sudden I heard a creaking sound. My closet door slowly opened. I looked up and saw a woman with her stringy gray hair pulled back into a bun and she was wearing a faded old looking dress. She looked like she was from Civil War times. Which I felt was normal because my mom said the house was made during the Civil War. She looked at me for a while, I got a slowly and walked towards the door. she asked "Where are you going?" She had a twang accent a little bit. I gasped she could talk. I felt like couldn't. I said "Go back to where you came from. Go." I guessed that's all I had to say cause she faded away. I never saw her again.

Sent in by Lauran, Copyright 2010

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Nightmare in Aurora Friendly Neighborhood Demon

Ever since I was a little boy I have been able to see ghosts. Believe it or not but my first experience was when I was about five. I cant tell you what the ghost wanted because that is a different story.

Not long ago in my house here in Aurora I was visited by a demon.

As a little family joke we named him Joe. About a month ago I was watching TV in the living room when in the corner of my eye I see someone move, just as this happens I turn and sure enough there is Joe standing in the middle of the hallway I believe that as soon as he noticed I saw him he dropped backwards and caught himself with his hands and crawled into the bathroom.

As soon as I saw him going to the bathroom I followed when I turned on the light my dog came running out.

A few days later as I was falling asleep I felt a hand slipping around my waste, not knowing what it was I sat up. Just as I did a shadow flew under the bed.

To this day I try not to mention my "friendly" neighborhood demon to any person I meet.

Sent in by Drew Vigil, Copyright 2010

Gwen My Imaginary Friend

One cold rainy day when I was 4 I met someone. Her name was Gwen. Gwen was cruel to me. She would hit me and punch me and even say for me to go to hell.

Well one day Gwen had told me to follow her. We came to and old park with a peeling crooked sign. I could even tell this place was dangerous. The place even had a burnt down house and a very deep pond. I could tell by looking at it. We played then went home. My mom asked me where I was and I said a park, not a very dangerous park.

That same night I had slipped on my bathing suit since Gwen and I were going to the park to go swimming. When we got there we dove into the water. Gwen grabbed my arm and pulled me under! She was trying to drown me! I was able to get away.

After that I never saw Gwen again. Was she fake or was she a ghost? I didn't know!

Sent in by Aaron Hendrickson, Copyright 2010

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Saturday, October 2, 2010

Ghosts of Octagon Hall

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My name is Val, I am a paranormal investigator. I also am the lead investigator of my own team of investigators. My story is a true story. I saw my very first full apparition on the grounds of the Octagon Hall Museum,Located in Franklin, Kentucky. This place is a gold mine for paranormal activity.

We were there on a investigation, we were taking a break out on the back porch,I was looking out across the grounds toward the slave cemetery, located on the back side of the property. I saw a grayish shadow walking toward the slave shack, also located on the property. It looked like a woman as it was small in stature, but not small like a child. I laughed to myself and looked at my team mates and James asked me what was wrong. I told him what I saw. To my surprise he said he seen the same thing I saw. That was enough for me to know that what I saw was real.

If you are ever in Franklin, Kentucky go check out Octagon Hall, It should be on every investigators list of places to go check out.

Sent in by Valli Kimery, Copyright 2010

Friday, October 1, 2010

Witchcraft Spells and the Book of Shadows

I am 17 years old, when I was 15 I got involved with some witchcraft stuff. I was really into the spells and the paranormal stuff, so I bought this book called "The Book Of Shadows", It had a bunch of spells and pictures of witches in it. So I tried some of the spells just to see if they were real.

I did this spell called the money spell. It was the first spell I had ever done, I lit some candles and put some stones around the candle to form a big circle. As I sat their chanting to the spells from the book,I felt something strange, weird like someone or something was breathing near my ear. I kind of got scared so I blew the candles out and went to my room, and fell asleep, nothing happened that night.

The next morning I woke up at 6:30 A.M for school. While I was walking to school, I found a 100 dollar bill lying on the concrete beside the street. I was shocked! I said to my self could this be the spell working?

So the next night I tried a Love Spell. I liked this boy at my school named John so I did the spell on him. The next day I went to school, when I arrived, I saw John standing outside waiting on someone. So I just went in to school acting like I didn't see him. Then I herd him calling my name, right then and there I knew the spell was working, he never associated with me ever... ever since then we have been lovers, and I have really gotten deep into this witchcraft. I just love it, and every one thinks I'm a freak except for John. Humm why is that?

Sent in by Catherine, Copyright 2010

Red Sari Ghost

This has never happened to me but I have heard it from a friend. Please believe this story. It makes me shudder just thinking bout it. I used to have a friend, Rhea. She was once very nice but then something changed her, god knows what. Well, she lives in a certain colony opposite of which is another colony.

In the colony in which my friend lives, there was talk of a few certain ghosts. People said that these ghosts were seen in the middle of lanes, in old, deserted gardens and in abandoned buildings and houses. The ghosts came from the opposite colony, where a family had recently died. Ghosts of all sorts were seen wandering about. Some say that this particular family had been killed in an accident. They died before the elder daughter got married, and now they were back, looking for a groom for her.

They often stopped cars passing through these two colonies, and the most popular ghost was a woman dressed in a red sari. No one knows who she was but she would stop cars in certain places, asking for lifts. She would take lifts only from men. It is believed that she was looking for the groom. The ghosts don't come anymore.

Sent in by Simran, Copyright 2010