I thought I would tell you what is going on lately. For the past 6 months I've been awoken by a presence of a little boy standing just behind me. I have woken by the feeling of him. He is sweet and friendly.
When this happen right before Christmas my cats were sleeping with me when they suddenly stood up and looked towards the presence when I turned around I heard a little voice say HI! and thats when I saw him. He looks to be about 8 or 9 years old. His clothes looked to be from the 1940's.
I told my husband about it but of course he said I was dreaming. Then just 2 days ago I could hear our TV upstairs on but there is one thing it's not plugged up because we are currently using a room downstairs. I could hear a show on and voices of people talking and laughing. When I went upstairs of course nothing and I made sure the TV is still unplugged.
One other bedroom upstairs I sometimes hear footsteps but no one home but my husband and I. When my stepdaughter and grandkids came to visit for the holidays she told me that she had seen a little boy and girl with their parents outside along our property line. She described a white house and the clothes were from the 1940's era. She said they acknowledged her and waved to her, she waved back. She came down to ask her father if she could go play with them but he told her they have been no one living on this land site for some 70 years. So when she insisted he come see for himself which he did but there was no house or family there. When she described them he said that was one of his great uncles that farmed this land and past it down to generation to generation.
When my stepdaughters were young and I would go to bed early they would always say they felt like they were being watched through our big bay window and they would run upstairs but sometimes before they would reach the top stair the TV downstairs would come back on and they had to come back downstairs to turn it off again.
One of the girls had stuff animals in her room and when we returned home from school and work some her stuff animals would be on the floor and other rooms throughout the house just like when child plays with one toy only to get bored and get another to play with.
It's not at all frightening just intriguing to watch and wait for what happens next. The cats don't think it's intriguing at all.
Sent in by Bernice
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
What Am I Suppose To Do About My 11 Year Old Sister?
My little 11 year old sister Clare has not been her self, since last year one week a month she has woken up for no reason, she has claimed to have seen things move like this January, we were in the car with our older brother, she tapped my shoulder and said "Did you see that car's wheel move?" and I said no, then my brother explained to her why that happened, then, she turned (Head wise) and saw a man covered in blood and was wearing a tuxedo.
Then, this or last week when we we're walking home in the rain, she told me something I can't forget "Sis, If I die I want you to know I'm a Vampire and Witch, the vampire, ask Skyler the Witch last July" then she she tripped her face bleeding, she cleaned her face.
When, I went up today to our room I found the window-thing the top open and Clare was down stairs on the computer And she would always keep the light on now she is becoming paranoid, and she would find her glasses on the TV stand or in and her games missing and when, just 5 minutes before I started typing we had found a title on the door and she keeps seeing figures and waking up in cold sweat.
Alice now Clare but, when I was 1-5 I remember the first time I saw pitch black figures walking around my older brothers room and when, the 2nd time was when, I was in front of their TV, and saw puppets coming out of the TV but, I never touched the TV and the 3rd time was when I was 5-8 and I was playing with my friends and I was In a hole in a bush and I saw a man, smiling and he was wearing aristocratic clothes. And when I came out it was completely different..... - Clare What am I supposed to do?
Alice V.D.V
Then, this or last week when we we're walking home in the rain, she told me something I can't forget "Sis, If I die I want you to know I'm a Vampire and Witch, the vampire, ask Skyler the Witch last July" then she she tripped her face bleeding, she cleaned her face.
When, I went up today to our room I found the window-thing the top open and Clare was down stairs on the computer And she would always keep the light on now she is becoming paranoid, and she would find her glasses on the TV stand or in and her games missing and when, just 5 minutes before I started typing we had found a title on the door and she keeps seeing figures and waking up in cold sweat.
Alice now Clare but, when I was 1-5 I remember the first time I saw pitch black figures walking around my older brothers room and when, the 2nd time was when, I was in front of their TV, and saw puppets coming out of the TV but, I never touched the TV and the 3rd time was when I was 5-8 and I was playing with my friends and I was In a hole in a bush and I saw a man, smiling and he was wearing aristocratic clothes. And when I came out it was completely different..... - Clare What am I supposed to do?
Alice V.D.V
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
The Two Best Friends
Well, this is a story which my childhood friend told me. This happened in her village. Let’s get to the story.
In her village, in 1978 or 1979, there were two best friends who died a very unnatural death. They were missing for 2-3 days at last the villagers found their dead bodies in a graveyard. They were around 25-30 years old. They were buried in that graveyard.
After some days, villagers would see their spirits holding hands and in front of them would be a grave, which was empty. They would call every passer and say that “this grave is dug for you.”
Well my friend never believed in all this. In her village there was a strict rule, that no one should walk around after sunset. That day she, with her friends went to see a circus far away from their village. It was almost sunset, when they came back. In the way, she and her friends found two of them missing (they were best friends). They thought they must’ve gone before them. When they came back, the girls’ (who was missing) parents told they did not return. The next day they found their dead bodies where the two best friends’ (from 1979) dead bodies were found.
Sent in by Anika
In her village, in 1978 or 1979, there were two best friends who died a very unnatural death. They were missing for 2-3 days at last the villagers found their dead bodies in a graveyard. They were around 25-30 years old. They were buried in that graveyard.
After some days, villagers would see their spirits holding hands and in front of them would be a grave, which was empty. They would call every passer and say that “this grave is dug for you.”
Well my friend never believed in all this. In her village there was a strict rule, that no one should walk around after sunset. That day she, with her friends went to see a circus far away from their village. It was almost sunset, when they came back. In the way, she and her friends found two of them missing (they were best friends). They thought they must’ve gone before them. When they came back, the girls’ (who was missing) parents told they did not return. The next day they found their dead bodies where the two best friends’ (from 1979) dead bodies were found.
Sent in by Anika
Friday, June 14, 2013
My Guardian Angel Mama Kika
When I was about 8 years old, my Mama Kika (my Grandmas nickname) had died from a heart attack (R.I.P). Well, my ghost story is just weird, but it was worth it to me. Right now I am 15... but I still remember my grandmas face when I saw her one last time after she had died.
I came from school one day before spring was beginning in the year 2003. I went into my dads room to watch sum T.V. I've been in his room technically the WHOLE day.
I got bored of watching television so I went back and forth around my house. I was looking for some movies or video games (I know I'm a girl, but I loved playing video games). Well, I didn't find anything so I just gave up.
My dad came home from work around 5:00 p.m that afternoon. He went back out the house to go mow the lawn. Then that's when I had the hairs on my back stand up!
I thought it was all in my head until I heard some slippers sliding on the ground. I was thinking that my brother was playing around so I called out his name, "Christian!" I got no answer, then the door from the house opened and my brother came in. He was asking why I was calling him. I told him what I was hearing and just told me that I was crazy (we were kids so of course people would think we would be crazy).
I got mad and went to my dads room. I found some movies to watch.
After I have finished some of the movies, I got bored and started to dress up and put some makeup on to take pictures (I still sometimes do that).
Once I got my stuff to put on, I hear the slippers again. This time I thought it was my dad, but it turned out it really wasn't. I got scared and just sat on his bed under the blankets.
I sat up again, this time with the blankets off of my face. Then I stared at myself in the mirror thinking to myself, "Am I really going crazy"? I just sat there for about half an hour or so still staring at myself. Then I looked at the other side of the mirror in fear... it was my grandmas face! I got scared and started crying with the hairs on my neck standing.
I almost fell off the bed until I felt something push me firmly back onto bed.
At about 10:00 p.m, my mother came home and saw that my eyes were red and puffy. She asked me if I've been crying. I explained to her about how I heard the noise of slippers as if they were heading towards me to how I've seen my grandma in the mirror.
My mother then started crying and telling me, "Mija," (which means daughter in Spanish), "your grandma isn't here to scare you baby...she's here to take care of you". Then that's when it hit me. I remember her always taking care of me, playing with me when I was a little kid about 4 or 5 years old. My grandma WAS watching out for me, and to take care of me.
'Til this very day, I sometimes still hear her slippers walking towards me, but that's a sign that I know she's here taking care of me while I'm home alone.
Sent in by Cindy
I came from school one day before spring was beginning in the year 2003. I went into my dads room to watch sum T.V. I've been in his room technically the WHOLE day.
I got bored of watching television so I went back and forth around my house. I was looking for some movies or video games (I know I'm a girl, but I loved playing video games). Well, I didn't find anything so I just gave up.
My dad came home from work around 5:00 p.m that afternoon. He went back out the house to go mow the lawn. Then that's when I had the hairs on my back stand up!
I thought it was all in my head until I heard some slippers sliding on the ground. I was thinking that my brother was playing around so I called out his name, "Christian!" I got no answer, then the door from the house opened and my brother came in. He was asking why I was calling him. I told him what I was hearing and just told me that I was crazy (we were kids so of course people would think we would be crazy).
I got mad and went to my dads room. I found some movies to watch.
After I have finished some of the movies, I got bored and started to dress up and put some makeup on to take pictures (I still sometimes do that).
Once I got my stuff to put on, I hear the slippers again. This time I thought it was my dad, but it turned out it really wasn't. I got scared and just sat on his bed under the blankets.
I sat up again, this time with the blankets off of my face. Then I stared at myself in the mirror thinking to myself, "Am I really going crazy"? I just sat there for about half an hour or so still staring at myself. Then I looked at the other side of the mirror in fear... it was my grandmas face! I got scared and started crying with the hairs on my neck standing.
I almost fell off the bed until I felt something push me firmly back onto bed.
At about 10:00 p.m, my mother came home and saw that my eyes were red and puffy. She asked me if I've been crying. I explained to her about how I heard the noise of slippers as if they were heading towards me to how I've seen my grandma in the mirror.
My mother then started crying and telling me, "Mija," (which means daughter in Spanish), "your grandma isn't here to scare you baby...she's here to take care of you". Then that's when it hit me. I remember her always taking care of me, playing with me when I was a little kid about 4 or 5 years old. My grandma WAS watching out for me, and to take care of me.
'Til this very day, I sometimes still hear her slippers walking towards me, but that's a sign that I know she's here taking care of me while I'm home alone.
Sent in by Cindy
My Mothers Double Walker
Ever since August 2011 I have noticed that my mother has a "double walker" also known as a Doppelganger. My family had started to think I had a demon following me, or at the most, watching over me. After seeing it the first time I noticed it was in the form of my mother, it had scared me, after the fact that my sister had said it was watching me while I was sleeping, I didn't know what to do. I had called the leader of our Ghost Tracking crew, she had said I needed a blessing, she also thought it was a demon. The last time I had seen it, my sister said it was looking at me from the hallway entrance, I sat up to see it run towards mothers room while she was not home.
Ever since I was 9 I noticed I had a gift to see spirits, reason I knew about mothers double walker. For months I have had objects thrown at me, I have seen shadow figures, mists, and orbs, but I mainly freaked out because of the doppelganger.
Supposedly when a relative sees your doppelganger it means, for the other persons walker, its illness or danger, if you see your own, it means death. For the last month I have not seen it, but I know it is still there, along with a little girl spirit who talks to us when we don't notice, but we hear her.
There is a mother spirit as well, she has yet to be seen, I know why those two spirits have been following us, ever since mother played with a Ouija Board with her friends, and it turning out bad for the spirits knowing she was a non-believer; she got attacked.
I am not scared, I am aware they speak to me, I know they are there, I don't want them to hide when I try to find them, the least that can happen is me encountering mothers Doppelganger again.
I don't want to get blessed yet, I think I am safe, but I truly don't know.
Sent in by Courtney
Ever since I was 9 I noticed I had a gift to see spirits, reason I knew about mothers double walker. For months I have had objects thrown at me, I have seen shadow figures, mists, and orbs, but I mainly freaked out because of the doppelganger.
Supposedly when a relative sees your doppelganger it means, for the other persons walker, its illness or danger, if you see your own, it means death. For the last month I have not seen it, but I know it is still there, along with a little girl spirit who talks to us when we don't notice, but we hear her.
There is a mother spirit as well, she has yet to be seen, I know why those two spirits have been following us, ever since mother played with a Ouija Board with her friends, and it turning out bad for the spirits knowing she was a non-believer; she got attacked.
I am not scared, I am aware they speak to me, I know they are there, I don't want them to hide when I try to find them, the least that can happen is me encountering mothers Doppelganger again.
I don't want to get blessed yet, I think I am safe, but I truly don't know.
Sent in by Courtney
Thursday, June 13, 2013
My Paranormal Experience In Olive Hurst California
I am 23 years old. I grew up in Olive Hurst, California. I still reside here. Even as a kid I had wished I could see something paranormal. It wasn't til I was 17 years old when I saw my first sign that paranormal activity existed.
I was driving down the road late one night, a field where I hunted growing up on one side and a few run down vacant homes on the other. I was driving around just because I could when a young child ran out in front of my car. As I came to a sliding halt I hit the child, its hands hit the hood and went under the car.
I jumped out of my car crying just knowing I killed someone but to my surprise there was no one around or under my car. In a panic I backed up just to make sure no one was. There was no sign of anyone or anything. This young child that I just ran over vanished.
Balling by what had happened I went to a close friend of mines house told him what I experienced. He grabbed his camera and we went back to where the child was and took pictures of the surrounding areas and one picture took had a pinkish red dot on it right where the child had first appeared before I struck him.
I did some research on who lived in the old house. I found out that a young boy in 1989 was killed by a car on that road. Mortified that this spirit was still there and reliving that tragic accident over again I went to the site again and just prayed for a while. I still visit that spot every now and again but no more activity since that night. It's my small passion to try and experience that again hopefully under a better circumstance though.
Wes Donaldson
I was driving down the road late one night, a field where I hunted growing up on one side and a few run down vacant homes on the other. I was driving around just because I could when a young child ran out in front of my car. As I came to a sliding halt I hit the child, its hands hit the hood and went under the car.
I jumped out of my car crying just knowing I killed someone but to my surprise there was no one around or under my car. In a panic I backed up just to make sure no one was. There was no sign of anyone or anything. This young child that I just ran over vanished.
Balling by what had happened I went to a close friend of mines house told him what I experienced. He grabbed his camera and we went back to where the child was and took pictures of the surrounding areas and one picture took had a pinkish red dot on it right where the child had first appeared before I struck him.
I did some research on who lived in the old house. I found out that a young boy in 1989 was killed by a car on that road. Mortified that this spirit was still there and reliving that tragic accident over again I went to the site again and just prayed for a while. I still visit that spot every now and again but no more activity since that night. It's my small passion to try and experience that again hopefully under a better circumstance though.
Wes Donaldson
Knocking Sounds And Rice That Turned Red
Something is going on around us
This story happened, when i was in 6th standard. I am from middle class family and we were staying in a rented house. We moved to a new rented house. The first day it was normal but things went wrong from the second day night. We heard some one knocking at the door but when my dad opened it he saw no one there. On that night three times, we heard that knocking sound. We thought some kids were playing with us but in the morning when my mom saw the rice kept in the fridge we all are in shock... rice color turned red. It continued for some more days. We did some puja and all. Everything was reduced for some time...
One day I was fell on the ground and I was bleeding. My mom brought me inside the house. Windows started knocking by itself... after that everyday I use to get injured and blood use to flow. It was continued for next three days.
After that we went to native for some function. In our native, we believe in god coming to human body. When we asked that man, he told us to leave the house. My dad asked for the reason. He said one pregnant lady committed suicide there and she wont allow anyone to stay there. We left that house in a hurry and my dad inquired about the house and that was true. One pregnant woman had committed suicide there and before us three families stayed there and no one left that house alive.
Sent in by chethan
This story happened, when i was in 6th standard. I am from middle class family and we were staying in a rented house. We moved to a new rented house. The first day it was normal but things went wrong from the second day night. We heard some one knocking at the door but when my dad opened it he saw no one there. On that night three times, we heard that knocking sound. We thought some kids were playing with us but in the morning when my mom saw the rice kept in the fridge we all are in shock... rice color turned red. It continued for some more days. We did some puja and all. Everything was reduced for some time...
One day I was fell on the ground and I was bleeding. My mom brought me inside the house. Windows started knocking by itself... after that everyday I use to get injured and blood use to flow. It was continued for next three days.
After that we went to native for some function. In our native, we believe in god coming to human body. When we asked that man, he told us to leave the house. My dad asked for the reason. He said one pregnant lady committed suicide there and she wont allow anyone to stay there. We left that house in a hurry and my dad inquired about the house and that was true. One pregnant woman had committed suicide there and before us three families stayed there and no one left that house alive.
Sent in by chethan
Monday, May 27, 2013
The Old School House
My boyfriend and our two other friends were out ridge riding in the Hills of West Virginia when we came a cross an old church that had been turned into an old school house. This school house was clearly falling down around us. The floor had holes all in it and the walls had graffiti all over it. Soon as I went to turn around something hit me knocking me flat on my but! My boyfriend freaked and helped me out. I kept say, "Lets get out of here." Before I got those words out my friend was pushed backwards and she hit the wall. Both men looked frightened.
"Lets go I repeated!" as I jerked on my boyfriends arm. "I'm out." My friend said as she ran past us for the door. The door slammed shut and for us there was know way out! "The window!" My boyfriend screamed.
The guys helped us out and we fled out of there. Later we heard some stories about an old man who was a serial killer who killed victims there. I never wanna go back.
That place was scary!
Sent in by Jessica Gayle Morgan
"Lets go I repeated!" as I jerked on my boyfriends arm. "I'm out." My friend said as she ran past us for the door. The door slammed shut and for us there was know way out! "The window!" My boyfriend screamed.
The guys helped us out and we fled out of there. Later we heard some stories about an old man who was a serial killer who killed victims there. I never wanna go back.
That place was scary!
Sent in by Jessica Gayle Morgan
The Ghost of Haddenham Court
The Ghost of Haddenham Court
This is a true story I heard a while ago here is the story it was 1988 and a new resident Called Jan moved into one of the flats in Haddenham Court with her four children as soon as she moved in she become persecuted by the figure of a black haired old lady and one terrifying night she woke up to find the spirit of the old lady sitting on her chest pressing her into the bed and from that moment Jan was plagued by a series of unexplained occurrences, light bulbs would blow from there sockets the bolts to her hanging baskets would fall down and crash to the floor and another night in her bathroom the paint she was using to decorate it with was thrown over.
These occurrences happened for a period of about 2 years but things took a even more sinister turn when Jan was diagnosed with a liver complaint which was connected with alcoholism although Jan actually never drunk and Jan spoke to one of her neighbours about this and her neighbour said that an old lady used to live there who was an alcoholic and this old lady fitted the description that Jan gave and it was believed that this old lady was the one who was persecuting Jan and her family the old lady still felt that the flat belonged to her so Jan had to continue to suffer the strange apparition.
I don't know if Jan still lives there today but if she does she would have had to learn to live with ghost of Haddenham Court.
If any one has any comments they would be welcome thanks for reading my story
Sent in by Luke S.
This is a true story I heard a while ago here is the story it was 1988 and a new resident Called Jan moved into one of the flats in Haddenham Court with her four children as soon as she moved in she become persecuted by the figure of a black haired old lady and one terrifying night she woke up to find the spirit of the old lady sitting on her chest pressing her into the bed and from that moment Jan was plagued by a series of unexplained occurrences, light bulbs would blow from there sockets the bolts to her hanging baskets would fall down and crash to the floor and another night in her bathroom the paint she was using to decorate it with was thrown over.
These occurrences happened for a period of about 2 years but things took a even more sinister turn when Jan was diagnosed with a liver complaint which was connected with alcoholism although Jan actually never drunk and Jan spoke to one of her neighbours about this and her neighbour said that an old lady used to live there who was an alcoholic and this old lady fitted the description that Jan gave and it was believed that this old lady was the one who was persecuting Jan and her family the old lady still felt that the flat belonged to her so Jan had to continue to suffer the strange apparition.
I don't know if Jan still lives there today but if she does she would have had to learn to live with ghost of Haddenham Court.
If any one has any comments they would be welcome thanks for reading my story
Sent in by Luke S.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
House Keeping For A Friend Can Be Deadly
My friend gave me the key to her house for me to take care of her pets. (two fish and a bird) She and her family went away for a week or so during school time. Now what I tell you is real. And spooky. Read on. It was just recently, that this happened. 12-02-2010. Which was yesterday for me. She cares very much for her pets and wanted me to take care of them for the time she was going to be gone. I am 13 years of age, My friend that wanted me to take care of her house was a few months older than me. It was Friday night when we noticed weird things happening. Monday through till Thursday was fine.
Now on Thursday I went there alone to feed the birds and fish, clean the birdcage and to take the rubbish out. I also brung the mail in. It was fine then. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. Well, noises but that didn't faze me. Now on Friday after school, My friend and I were walking back to my house. And as we walked past the house I was taking care of, we took a quick look outside. Nothing weird happened. So we went to my house. I went over there to feed the bird and the fish. And then we went out. A few hours later...
That night. I told my friend that I would be back in a while. I left and walked to her house. Which is just a few houses down from mine. When I noticed that the basement light was on I froze. It was dark and cold. I was staring at it for about 2minutes. I then sprinted as fast as I could back to my house and told my friend that I would like her to come with me. And when she and I were walking over there I told her what happened. Now at this point. I wasn't going in alone. And she wouldn't go in without a adult. So we ran back to get my mother. My mother agreed.
So about 10-20 minutes later. She was ready. My elder brother also agreed to come too. He is about 20years of age. So as we were walking there. We all looked up at the three story house. It was terrifying how the basement light was on. When no one could have been in the house. So everything was fine. Apart from the basement light.. Until when we got to the top.. As we walked up the concrete steps to the house, the automatic light went on. We saw the toilet light on... Which wasn't on about 10 minutes ago when my friend and I came alone before we got my mother... We called out just to make sure no one was home... No answer. I unlocked the door and turned the light on. We all went in the house and we left the front door open.
We started to call out to see if anyone was home again. No answer. We searched the house. Everything seemed OK. We were walking through the hallway. Me first, then my elder brother, then my mother and last was my friend. I was turning the lights on and searching the larges rooms. Everything was fine. However when I turned the light on to the downstairs bathroom. I saw a white fuzzy face with two Asian-like black eyes staring at me. At first I turned the light off. but then it shocked me and I quickly turned the light on. It was still there... This time it sort of faded away ..like it was dissolving or something.. It disappeared. And I asked my brother if he saw that. he said no. So I explained what I had seen, And we carried on looking around. We looked all around the bottom floor of the house.
My friend said "Do you hear that?" We said nothing. "it sounds like a TV is on" she said. I said "Yes, I hear that" and my brother also heard it. We started walking a few steps up the stairs to the second floor. We stopped for a second because we heard Mumbling, To me it sounded like someone was saying something in another language however it sounded sort of familiar. We paused. Because we heard it getting louder. It was more of a talking volume now. Then we heard Three screams (at once) all very high-pitched. Like young girls. But it was a sound no human could make.
We all heard it. We began to step down the stairs again. We were back on the bottom floor. We heard footsteps going down to the basement...
The basement light was still on. So I walked over there with my brother. He went down first. I followed but kept a distance. I heard a growl. Not as such..groowwwl... but just like a bear growl I suppose. My brother was saying "Where's the light-switch??, There's no light-switch! Where is it? There is NO light-switch!" That was when the things started getting weird. We started seeing shadows on the wall. Unidentified objects. He found the light-switch. He said "Lets get out of here..NOW. " So we ran back up the stairs. We then went up the stairs to the second level. The TV was off. So the voices we heard before must have been something..else? I went in my friends room and turned the light on. I checked the closet. Nothing. We checked all the rooms. Everything..seemed..normal. We then heard..other noises. Weird ones. So we left. We then watched the house for a moment outside. Then my friend noticed the window opened... My mother was determined to go and shut it. The rest of us weren't!
We almost dragged her away from the house. After that. We were back at my house. Discussing our experience. I had an urge to go back there that the others didn't. It was as if the house was calling me back... I told that to them. And my brother said "That's a problem. You go there the first time, you get warned. You go there again. That's when they are telling you to REALLY piss off. If it wants to kill you, it will" That night we slept well. But I really can't wait to tell my friend what happened. ....I'm never staying the night there again..........ever.
Samm
Now on Thursday I went there alone to feed the birds and fish, clean the birdcage and to take the rubbish out. I also brung the mail in. It was fine then. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. Well, noises but that didn't faze me. Now on Friday after school, My friend and I were walking back to my house. And as we walked past the house I was taking care of, we took a quick look outside. Nothing weird happened. So we went to my house. I went over there to feed the bird and the fish. And then we went out. A few hours later...
That night. I told my friend that I would be back in a while. I left and walked to her house. Which is just a few houses down from mine. When I noticed that the basement light was on I froze. It was dark and cold. I was staring at it for about 2minutes. I then sprinted as fast as I could back to my house and told my friend that I would like her to come with me. And when she and I were walking over there I told her what happened. Now at this point. I wasn't going in alone. And she wouldn't go in without a adult. So we ran back to get my mother. My mother agreed.
So about 10-20 minutes later. She was ready. My elder brother also agreed to come too. He is about 20years of age. So as we were walking there. We all looked up at the three story house. It was terrifying how the basement light was on. When no one could have been in the house. So everything was fine. Apart from the basement light.. Until when we got to the top.. As we walked up the concrete steps to the house, the automatic light went on. We saw the toilet light on... Which wasn't on about 10 minutes ago when my friend and I came alone before we got my mother... We called out just to make sure no one was home... No answer. I unlocked the door and turned the light on. We all went in the house and we left the front door open.
We started to call out to see if anyone was home again. No answer. We searched the house. Everything seemed OK. We were walking through the hallway. Me first, then my elder brother, then my mother and last was my friend. I was turning the lights on and searching the larges rooms. Everything was fine. However when I turned the light on to the downstairs bathroom. I saw a white fuzzy face with two Asian-like black eyes staring at me. At first I turned the light off. but then it shocked me and I quickly turned the light on. It was still there... This time it sort of faded away ..like it was dissolving or something.. It disappeared. And I asked my brother if he saw that. he said no. So I explained what I had seen, And we carried on looking around. We looked all around the bottom floor of the house.
My friend said "Do you hear that?" We said nothing. "it sounds like a TV is on" she said. I said "Yes, I hear that" and my brother also heard it. We started walking a few steps up the stairs to the second floor. We stopped for a second because we heard Mumbling, To me it sounded like someone was saying something in another language however it sounded sort of familiar. We paused. Because we heard it getting louder. It was more of a talking volume now. Then we heard Three screams (at once) all very high-pitched. Like young girls. But it was a sound no human could make.
We all heard it. We began to step down the stairs again. We were back on the bottom floor. We heard footsteps going down to the basement...
The basement light was still on. So I walked over there with my brother. He went down first. I followed but kept a distance. I heard a growl. Not as such..groowwwl... but just like a bear growl I suppose. My brother was saying "Where's the light-switch??, There's no light-switch! Where is it? There is NO light-switch!" That was when the things started getting weird. We started seeing shadows on the wall. Unidentified objects. He found the light-switch. He said "Lets get out of here..NOW. " So we ran back up the stairs. We then went up the stairs to the second level. The TV was off. So the voices we heard before must have been something..else? I went in my friends room and turned the light on. I checked the closet. Nothing. We checked all the rooms. Everything..seemed..normal. We then heard..other noises. Weird ones. So we left. We then watched the house for a moment outside. Then my friend noticed the window opened... My mother was determined to go and shut it. The rest of us weren't!
We almost dragged her away from the house. After that. We were back at my house. Discussing our experience. I had an urge to go back there that the others didn't. It was as if the house was calling me back... I told that to them. And my brother said "That's a problem. You go there the first time, you get warned. You go there again. That's when they are telling you to REALLY piss off. If it wants to kill you, it will" That night we slept well. But I really can't wait to tell my friend what happened. ....I'm never staying the night there again..........ever.
Samm
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Ghost Of My Husband
When my husband was very sick and in intensive care 4 years ago, strange things happened. We were to go on vacation on Monday and He went to the hospital the Friday before were were to leave for the beach. My cell phone was from Verizon and did not work at all at my house, we did not have a tower available. The doctors called my cell phone with an emergency at 2:30 am at least 4 times, it never registered on my phone in any way.
My husbands car alarm would go off at 2:30 am a few times, I had never known that it even had an alarm before that. My husband's relatives were there for the day and we were going to take a break from going to the hospital every day for 6 weeks before he died, whenever I walked outside to the screams of his brother saying how do you turn the car alarm off? I said "Don't worry it's only Bob saying hello, It must be 2:30." And guess what, it was 2:30!
My stories go on and on, from Christmas ornaments flying across the room when my niece was there, to his blue angel falling off the wall repeatedly, to the dog barking every night at a certain time and looking up the stairs towards his bedroom, to finding things he left for Christmas presents after dreaming he told me where to look, to just feelings of complete love from Him.
I never believed in strange after life but I do now and so does everyone who visits my house!
Carol
My husbands car alarm would go off at 2:30 am a few times, I had never known that it even had an alarm before that. My husband's relatives were there for the day and we were going to take a break from going to the hospital every day for 6 weeks before he died, whenever I walked outside to the screams of his brother saying how do you turn the car alarm off? I said "Don't worry it's only Bob saying hello, It must be 2:30." And guess what, it was 2:30!
My stories go on and on, from Christmas ornaments flying across the room when my niece was there, to his blue angel falling off the wall repeatedly, to the dog barking every night at a certain time and looking up the stairs towards his bedroom, to finding things he left for Christmas presents after dreaming he told me where to look, to just feelings of complete love from Him.
I never believed in strange after life but I do now and so does everyone who visits my house!
Carol
Sarah Black
When my great grandmother was a child she had a cousin named Sarah Black, she was very beautiful, tall, skinny but one day she was killed. Some say she committed suicide since her aunt just died (she was very close to her) but some say she was killed by a jealous girl named Jill O'Brien. As We grew up we realized that Sarah Black still lived...
At 10 years old I discovered that she was pushed down the stairs, broke her neck and that's what ended her short life. I grew up learning a song that was said if you go up and down the stairs at about 7:30 pm (when she was discovered dead) you get pulled from your ankles and of course... you fall.
The song goes like this: Sarah Black, Black, Black. Come back back back from the dead, dead, dead. And take our souls, souls, souls instead stead stead. So you can roam roam roam again gain gain. And Push Jill down the stairs stairs stairs (can't remember the rest).
So for Halloween when I was about 15 me and a couple of friends did this, and instead of getting pulled we saw her standing there, staring right back at me. About 3 seconds later i felt VERY cold, and my friend claimed that she felt the chilliness around her ankles at first i didn't believe her. But the next day we came back and I physically got pushed! (I SANG THE SONG SLOWLY).
A few years passed and everybody forgot about it, even my sister (who was obsessed with the paranormal and thought that having a ghost IN OUR OLD apartment was like heaven) but one day when I was going down to check the mail and i saw a ribbon on the 1st floor stairs (where she was pushed) it was pink and sorta dirty, I didn't pay a lot of attention to it because 2 little girls stayed on the 1st floor. I went to go see if it was theirs after i got the mail but they said no.The ribbon was troubling me. I went on every floor and asked every one... people thought i was crazy, so I called a psychic when she came she stared at the stairs on the 1st floor (this didn't surprise me because the are very stinky and dirty). But then she said the name Sarah and i just went pale after she asked me if I found a ribbon of course I said yes and I asked why... She said "Sarah wants it back now" I left it there over night and it disappeared.
After that I moved and I never went back, I don't care what you guys think but I know what happened there.
Samantha
At 10 years old I discovered that she was pushed down the stairs, broke her neck and that's what ended her short life. I grew up learning a song that was said if you go up and down the stairs at about 7:30 pm (when she was discovered dead) you get pulled from your ankles and of course... you fall.
The song goes like this: Sarah Black, Black, Black. Come back back back from the dead, dead, dead. And take our souls, souls, souls instead stead stead. So you can roam roam roam again gain gain. And Push Jill down the stairs stairs stairs (can't remember the rest).
So for Halloween when I was about 15 me and a couple of friends did this, and instead of getting pulled we saw her standing there, staring right back at me. About 3 seconds later i felt VERY cold, and my friend claimed that she felt the chilliness around her ankles at first i didn't believe her. But the next day we came back and I physically got pushed! (I SANG THE SONG SLOWLY).
A few years passed and everybody forgot about it, even my sister (who was obsessed with the paranormal and thought that having a ghost IN OUR OLD apartment was like heaven) but one day when I was going down to check the mail and i saw a ribbon on the 1st floor stairs (where she was pushed) it was pink and sorta dirty, I didn't pay a lot of attention to it because 2 little girls stayed on the 1st floor. I went to go see if it was theirs after i got the mail but they said no.The ribbon was troubling me. I went on every floor and asked every one... people thought i was crazy, so I called a psychic when she came she stared at the stairs on the 1st floor (this didn't surprise me because the are very stinky and dirty). But then she said the name Sarah and i just went pale after she asked me if I found a ribbon of course I said yes and I asked why... She said "Sarah wants it back now" I left it there over night and it disappeared.
After that I moved and I never went back, I don't care what you guys think but I know what happened there.
Samantha
The Demon Who Is After Me
OK, let me start off by saying that I'm only 12 years old and into all of the witchcraft and the paranormal. I have messed around with a Ouija board but I don't think that is the reason for this entity.
At the age of 6 I remember seeing this thing which would be sometimes black and crawling or running close to the ground really fast. I also remember seeing it run on the ceiling and I apparently be the only person to see this thing. I began to believe that it might have been from all of the crap that my mom and grandmother used to do in the woods on the side of my house.
We used to have woods right on the side of our house but now they cut it all down and well we have neighbors now. But this thing that has been haunting me is no family member or friend. This is a demon. After seeing that thing crawling or whatever it was doing things stopped. until one night.
I was then 10 years old, and everyone was asleep except me and my mom which she was in her room. I was lying on my bed with the TV on and my door open. All of a sudden my TV goes static and it kind of freaked me out because it was really loud. after like 15-20 seconds of that it went normal again. A half hour later I saw something in the corner of my eye (my light was off by the way) I saw a figure all black and crouching on my sisters bed. I was very scared I couldn't move so all I did was close my eyes and shove my head under the covers. When I peaked out it was gone.
It had a beat glowing yellow eyes and I could make out that is was like in a crouching position or a crawling position and it was smiling at me not a heart warming smile an evil devious looking smile. When it disappeared I didn't see it again that night. But when I went to bed at around 2:30 I heard someone whispering my name and breathing heavily on me and that woke me up. I was very scared so I went to sleep in my brothers room and it didn't bother me for the rest of the night. The following morning I didn't tell and body about it but it certainly freaked me out.
The next night the whispering happened again but only this time I saw it right above me on my ceiling just staring and smiling at me and it started crawling backw ard then it went faster and crawled out of my room very fast. I was scared so bad I couldn't breath for a moment or move.
The next day I confronted my mom about this and she said it really could be something considering she believes in all that of that stuff and that's who I learned all of my which craft stuff from. Anyway, after a while I started noticing that this wasn't the only thing that I was seeing. I think that I developed a power or an ability. An ability to see spirits and entities. Because I began seeing this little girl she told me that her name was Annie and she was only 8. She always wore a white dress with ruffles and her long black hair in a bun. And she actually talked to me and told me she was trying to find her mom. and I said tall men in hats. And people I didn't recognize. They were all friendly except this "demon" that was harassing me. I see these things today they don't freak me out as much because I can sort of handle entities that aren't as powerful as others. or this "demon"
Sent in by Sammy larrivee-ferreira
At the age of 6 I remember seeing this thing which would be sometimes black and crawling or running close to the ground really fast. I also remember seeing it run on the ceiling and I apparently be the only person to see this thing. I began to believe that it might have been from all of the crap that my mom and grandmother used to do in the woods on the side of my house.
We used to have woods right on the side of our house but now they cut it all down and well we have neighbors now. But this thing that has been haunting me is no family member or friend. This is a demon. After seeing that thing crawling or whatever it was doing things stopped. until one night.
I was then 10 years old, and everyone was asleep except me and my mom which she was in her room. I was lying on my bed with the TV on and my door open. All of a sudden my TV goes static and it kind of freaked me out because it was really loud. after like 15-20 seconds of that it went normal again. A half hour later I saw something in the corner of my eye (my light was off by the way) I saw a figure all black and crouching on my sisters bed. I was very scared I couldn't move so all I did was close my eyes and shove my head under the covers. When I peaked out it was gone.
It had a beat glowing yellow eyes and I could make out that is was like in a crouching position or a crawling position and it was smiling at me not a heart warming smile an evil devious looking smile. When it disappeared I didn't see it again that night. But when I went to bed at around 2:30 I heard someone whispering my name and breathing heavily on me and that woke me up. I was very scared so I went to sleep in my brothers room and it didn't bother me for the rest of the night. The following morning I didn't tell and body about it but it certainly freaked me out.
The next night the whispering happened again but only this time I saw it right above me on my ceiling just staring and smiling at me and it started crawling backw ard then it went faster and crawled out of my room very fast. I was scared so bad I couldn't breath for a moment or move.
The next day I confronted my mom about this and she said it really could be something considering she believes in all that of that stuff and that's who I learned all of my which craft stuff from. Anyway, after a while I started noticing that this wasn't the only thing that I was seeing. I think that I developed a power or an ability. An ability to see spirits and entities. Because I began seeing this little girl she told me that her name was Annie and she was only 8. She always wore a white dress with ruffles and her long black hair in a bun. And she actually talked to me and told me she was trying to find her mom. and I said tall men in hats. And people I didn't recognize. They were all friendly except this "demon" that was harassing me. I see these things today they don't freak me out as much because I can sort of handle entities that aren't as powerful as others. or this "demon"
Sent in by Sammy larrivee-ferreira
The Bodmin Beast
This story takes place some years ago when I was about 15 years old.
Me, mum and her partner were coming back from a trip around Cornwall, It was summer and late afternoon so there was still plenty of light.
I remember sitting in the back seat of the car staring out of the window and daydreaming about nothing in particular when I noticed a large black dog walking in the fields in the distance.
Nothing about this would have been strange if I hadn't then noticed that there were no people around. A dog on its on in the middle of no where is a bit odd which got me thinking.... Its form didn't appear quite right.
Its body was long and slender and it slinked along slowly and purposefully with its head down, not the usual shape or action for a dog yet it was too large to have been a cat. Far too large.
The moment of had passed and the creature was out of sight of our car which was trundling on down the road. I remember pondering briefly of sharing with mum what I had just witnessed and if she had noticed it too however this thought quickly left my mind and I decided It probably didn't matter anyway.
This now remains as one of those dusty memories filed away to be enjoyed only at campfires or cold nights curled up on the settee.
Sent in by Lis
Me, mum and her partner were coming back from a trip around Cornwall, It was summer and late afternoon so there was still plenty of light.
I remember sitting in the back seat of the car staring out of the window and daydreaming about nothing in particular when I noticed a large black dog walking in the fields in the distance.
Nothing about this would have been strange if I hadn't then noticed that there were no people around. A dog on its on in the middle of no where is a bit odd which got me thinking.... Its form didn't appear quite right.
Its body was long and slender and it slinked along slowly and purposefully with its head down, not the usual shape or action for a dog yet it was too large to have been a cat. Far too large.
The moment of had passed and the creature was out of sight of our car which was trundling on down the road. I remember pondering briefly of sharing with mum what I had just witnessed and if she had noticed it too however this thought quickly left my mind and I decided It probably didn't matter anyway.
This now remains as one of those dusty memories filed away to be enjoyed only at campfires or cold nights curled up on the settee.
Sent in by Lis
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Ghost In My My New Place
I moved into my apartment building last February. When my b/f and I moved in we were informed that the building was built in 1921. To give you an idea of the layout you walk in the front door and up some steps to the second story. Its kinda like a hotel a long hallway with doors on both sides. My mom lives on the second story, I live on the third.
Shortly after moving in my mom knocked on my door. She was white as a sheet and shaking. I asked what was wrong and she told me she had just seen a ghost in her dining room. I couldn't help believing her. So I got her calmed down and she went home. I forgot all about it until June.
My b/f had gone to work and I had my iPod on cleaning the kitchen. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone standing there. I jumped and turned more towards what I was seeing. It vanished. I checked the whole apartment. Its not big since its a studio. When I didn't find anyone I was like ok.... time to go visit my mom.
Another time my b/f had gone to work and I was in the kitchen doing my makeup. I'm to short to see in my bathroom mirror. Anyway I heard a key in the door then it opened and shut. I asked what are you doing back. No answer, irritated I walked into the living room to find no one. I thought alright he's messing with me. I checked every where. Unless my cats have learned how to use keys and open doors I have a ghost.
Sometimes when I'm doing dishes I will hear a voice say hey. Or the water will go from hot to cold. That happens in my shower to. There have been times when I'm in bed and I feel someone touch my leg. My cats watch things that I cant see. Sometimes I nudge them with my foot, cause its freaky. That's it for now. I will keep you guys updated.
Sent in by TwoKittens
Shortly after moving in my mom knocked on my door. She was white as a sheet and shaking. I asked what was wrong and she told me she had just seen a ghost in her dining room. I couldn't help believing her. So I got her calmed down and she went home. I forgot all about it until June.
My b/f had gone to work and I had my iPod on cleaning the kitchen. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone standing there. I jumped and turned more towards what I was seeing. It vanished. I checked the whole apartment. Its not big since its a studio. When I didn't find anyone I was like ok.... time to go visit my mom.
Another time my b/f had gone to work and I was in the kitchen doing my makeup. I'm to short to see in my bathroom mirror. Anyway I heard a key in the door then it opened and shut. I asked what are you doing back. No answer, irritated I walked into the living room to find no one. I thought alright he's messing with me. I checked every where. Unless my cats have learned how to use keys and open doors I have a ghost.
Sometimes when I'm doing dishes I will hear a voice say hey. Or the water will go from hot to cold. That happens in my shower to. There have been times when I'm in bed and I feel someone touch my leg. My cats watch things that I cant see. Sometimes I nudge them with my foot, cause its freaky. That's it for now. I will keep you guys updated.
Sent in by TwoKittens
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Was I Cursed?
I am telling you a true story this story happened when I was 12 one day I woke up in the morning I went to my mother and fathers room no one was there I thought they went out afterwards I went downstairs I saw my breakfast in the oven my parents put a note saying "we're going shopping her is your breakfast heat it up we wont take long,take care honey". while I was eating my breakfast I heard a noise of cello tape being ripped off the wall it was getting pretty annoying then it sounded like a mouse at the top of the sealing I finished my breakfast I was washing my dishes then my parents came.
They had brought me some cloths I went to try them on they were nice cloths when I finished trying on on my cloths I told my mom I heard a noise of cello tape being ripped and a mouse noise up the sealing she told me it was probably our neighbors or something but I told her we live in a detached house we shouldn't be hearing any noise I was like oh-well in the morning I woke up I went to church I met my cousins and their parents I saw this girl crying and her mother was holding her on her shoulder.
She was a normal girl then I looked away afterwards I looked back at her she had one eye in the middle of her fore head I screamed loudly and I started crying even though I rubbed my eyes and I still saw her with 1 eye I was really scared I thought I might of been sleepy that's why I saw her like that. after 6 months I heard the same cello tape noise and mouse noise in the corners of the sealing I was really confused I went to have a bubble bath so I put the water to fill the tub then I put shampoo I went inside the bath tub I was thinking about stuff then I slept without knowing I was probably tired.
I woke up on my mums knocking on the bathroom door I told her I was going to come out soon but I was surprised because all my cloths were on the floor I don't remember throwing them on the floor when I went out my mom was turning her back I was trying to tell her what happened but it wasn't my mom it was another woman she looked like the girl I saw at church and I heard the noise of the ripping cello tape and the mouse noise but she was wearing like my mum and she was tall like her I screamed really loud after that I fainted I woke up in hospital my neighbors had called the ambulance to take me to hospital my parents weren't there I asked my neighbors if they saw my parents in the house they said they didn't after that I was dropped off in a new home.
Sent in by Kate Bondigra
They had brought me some cloths I went to try them on they were nice cloths when I finished trying on on my cloths I told my mom I heard a noise of cello tape being ripped and a mouse noise up the sealing she told me it was probably our neighbors or something but I told her we live in a detached house we shouldn't be hearing any noise I was like oh-well in the morning I woke up I went to church I met my cousins and their parents I saw this girl crying and her mother was holding her on her shoulder.
She was a normal girl then I looked away afterwards I looked back at her she had one eye in the middle of her fore head I screamed loudly and I started crying even though I rubbed my eyes and I still saw her with 1 eye I was really scared I thought I might of been sleepy that's why I saw her like that. after 6 months I heard the same cello tape noise and mouse noise in the corners of the sealing I was really confused I went to have a bubble bath so I put the water to fill the tub then I put shampoo I went inside the bath tub I was thinking about stuff then I slept without knowing I was probably tired.
I woke up on my mums knocking on the bathroom door I told her I was going to come out soon but I was surprised because all my cloths were on the floor I don't remember throwing them on the floor when I went out my mom was turning her back I was trying to tell her what happened but it wasn't my mom it was another woman she looked like the girl I saw at church and I heard the noise of the ripping cello tape and the mouse noise but she was wearing like my mum and she was tall like her I screamed really loud after that I fainted I woke up in hospital my neighbors had called the ambulance to take me to hospital my parents weren't there I asked my neighbors if they saw my parents in the house they said they didn't after that I was dropped off in a new home.
Sent in by Kate Bondigra
Mirror Mirror
I was 'ghost hunting' with friends and we were going to look at a house that one of us had lived in. She and her relatives had several stories of sightings and interacting with the spirits in the house.
All ghosts with a cold nature, not cold as in mean, but as in benign. All but one, who inhabited a room on the upper level, one thing about the house is that the roof is caving in, the worst part being exactly where the 'evil' spirit resides.
I was told by the girl who lived there and her sister "Do NOT go into that room."
But of course, I'm a fool, and curious.
So I went into the room and I looked into the mirror on the wall.
At first it seemed 'normal', then as I looked at my face, I realized that MY face and HIS face were different.
HIS face looked confused (I'm sure I did too after watching HIS face change), but then he looked scared, not scared like freaked out, but scared like he was witnessing something unexplainable, something horrific, and then the face changed to an indescribable blank. The face looked emotionless and the eyes looked empty. HIS face was dead and I stood there in awe of what was happening before me.
I told this to the girl and her older sibling who had lived in the house and I found out that two other people had encountered a similar experience, very similar. Perhaps even identical to my own.
I'm haunted by that face and HIS emptiness.
Sent in by Xe
All ghosts with a cold nature, not cold as in mean, but as in benign. All but one, who inhabited a room on the upper level, one thing about the house is that the roof is caving in, the worst part being exactly where the 'evil' spirit resides.
I was told by the girl who lived there and her sister "Do NOT go into that room."
But of course, I'm a fool, and curious.
So I went into the room and I looked into the mirror on the wall.
At first it seemed 'normal', then as I looked at my face, I realized that MY face and HIS face were different.
HIS face looked confused (I'm sure I did too after watching HIS face change), but then he looked scared, not scared like freaked out, but scared like he was witnessing something unexplainable, something horrific, and then the face changed to an indescribable blank. The face looked emotionless and the eyes looked empty. HIS face was dead and I stood there in awe of what was happening before me.
I told this to the girl and her older sibling who had lived in the house and I found out that two other people had encountered a similar experience, very similar. Perhaps even identical to my own.
I'm haunted by that face and HIS emptiness.
Sent in by Xe
Good Ghosts Or Bad Ghosts?
Hi. I am Hayley, and I have had some encounters with the spirit world in my house.
I am currently 14, and moved into my house about 6 years ago, when I was 8 years old.
My dad and I are very spiritual, and we can sense the spirits around us, and are kind of psychic.
I remember, the first night we stayed in the house, when I was 8 years old, I felt something. It was me, my step sister, my dad, and my step mom, all sleeping in what is now the dinning room. I woke up during the night, cause I couldn't sleep, and I felt like someone was there, watching me.
Now, my basement has this eerie, creepy feeling when you go down there. Well, my dad and I feel that way when we go down there.
About last year, when I got home from school, I was home alone, cause my mom and dad were at work, and my sister went out to get food. All of a sudden I heard the creaking from the floor above me. My house is pretty old, and when you walk around in the dinning room and living room, you can hear the creaking of the footsteps from the basement. At first, I heard the screen door open, then the regular door open, and I thought that it was my sister. But then after I heard that, the house got really quiet and I got suspicious and went upstairs to see who it was. When I got upstairs, I looked around for someone but no one was there. I was kind of scared but I went down into the basement to finish my homework.
A few minutes after that, I heard someone walking around, and the chairs in the dinning room move around, then silence again. I was too scared to move and go upstairs so I finished my homework, and gathered all my stuff together and put it in the closet in the basement.
Now, in my basement we have a bathroom that used to be my bathroom. And whenever I was in the basement, I always felt like there was someone watching me, and when I was in my bathroom, there was a different feel. It felt free, like I was finally safe, which was very weird. Whenever I would go up the stairs from my basement, it would feel like there was someone behind me and following me, and I still feel this way, so I run up the stairs. Once I was walking up the stairs, trying not to give into whatever is in my basement, and something, or someone pushed me.
One night, during the summer I was sleeping, and all of a sudden I heard a man's voice talking, and it sounded like there was a party going on downstairs in the living room and it sounded like he was saying goodbye to everyone. Then I heard footsteps on my stairs, up to my room,and then silence. I couldn't move, cause I was so scared.
A few weeks after that, my little sister has one of those toy phones, that when you pick it up and press the buttons it says "Operator operator can I have your number?". So one night, the phone started going off, saying 'operator operator can I have your number? rinnggg ringgg' and my little sister was sleeping. No one was touching the phone, and it just kept going as if someone was pressing all the keys at once. I got really scared, so I got up, and headed over to my t.v to turn it on, cause it makes me feel safer when its on for some reason. As soon as I got up, and headed into the direction of the t.v, the phone stopped ringing, and I turned on the t.v and headed over to my bed again. It started ringing again, and I tried to ignore it, and went to bed. The next day I told my dad what happened and he said,"did you answer it?" I said,"no I was too scared." he said" well if it happens again, answer it and see who it is" so the next night, it started ringing again, but I was too scared to answer it.
I'm not the only one in my family to experience weird things in my house.
My dad woke up one night and couldn't sleep, and went into my living room to sit for a little bit. My little sister was missing part of her toy for a while when this happened,and we couldn't find it anywhere. all of a sudden my dad started hearing 'triangle, triangle' cause that was the piece that was missing. he followed the sound and found the missing piece, the toy wasn't in the part that made the noise...
also, my dad was taking a shower once, and all of a sudden, a brand new shinny 2010 penny fell from outa nowhere.
I've talked to my dad about everything and how I feel something in my house, and he tells me he does to, but we don't know what they are. we also feel the negative energy in my basement, and we don't know how to get rid of it. if you have any advice, then please help.
I hope you enjoyed my story, and believe me.
Sent in by Hayley
I am currently 14, and moved into my house about 6 years ago, when I was 8 years old.
My dad and I are very spiritual, and we can sense the spirits around us, and are kind of psychic.
I remember, the first night we stayed in the house, when I was 8 years old, I felt something. It was me, my step sister, my dad, and my step mom, all sleeping in what is now the dinning room. I woke up during the night, cause I couldn't sleep, and I felt like someone was there, watching me.
Now, my basement has this eerie, creepy feeling when you go down there. Well, my dad and I feel that way when we go down there.
About last year, when I got home from school, I was home alone, cause my mom and dad were at work, and my sister went out to get food. All of a sudden I heard the creaking from the floor above me. My house is pretty old, and when you walk around in the dinning room and living room, you can hear the creaking of the footsteps from the basement. At first, I heard the screen door open, then the regular door open, and I thought that it was my sister. But then after I heard that, the house got really quiet and I got suspicious and went upstairs to see who it was. When I got upstairs, I looked around for someone but no one was there. I was kind of scared but I went down into the basement to finish my homework.
A few minutes after that, I heard someone walking around, and the chairs in the dinning room move around, then silence again. I was too scared to move and go upstairs so I finished my homework, and gathered all my stuff together and put it in the closet in the basement.
Now, in my basement we have a bathroom that used to be my bathroom. And whenever I was in the basement, I always felt like there was someone watching me, and when I was in my bathroom, there was a different feel. It felt free, like I was finally safe, which was very weird. Whenever I would go up the stairs from my basement, it would feel like there was someone behind me and following me, and I still feel this way, so I run up the stairs. Once I was walking up the stairs, trying not to give into whatever is in my basement, and something, or someone pushed me.
One night, during the summer I was sleeping, and all of a sudden I heard a man's voice talking, and it sounded like there was a party going on downstairs in the living room and it sounded like he was saying goodbye to everyone. Then I heard footsteps on my stairs, up to my room,and then silence. I couldn't move, cause I was so scared.
A few weeks after that, my little sister has one of those toy phones, that when you pick it up and press the buttons it says "Operator operator can I have your number?". So one night, the phone started going off, saying 'operator operator can I have your number? rinnggg ringgg' and my little sister was sleeping. No one was touching the phone, and it just kept going as if someone was pressing all the keys at once. I got really scared, so I got up, and headed over to my t.v to turn it on, cause it makes me feel safer when its on for some reason. As soon as I got up, and headed into the direction of the t.v, the phone stopped ringing, and I turned on the t.v and headed over to my bed again. It started ringing again, and I tried to ignore it, and went to bed. The next day I told my dad what happened and he said,"did you answer it?" I said,"no I was too scared." he said" well if it happens again, answer it and see who it is" so the next night, it started ringing again, but I was too scared to answer it.
I'm not the only one in my family to experience weird things in my house.
My dad woke up one night and couldn't sleep, and went into my living room to sit for a little bit. My little sister was missing part of her toy for a while when this happened,and we couldn't find it anywhere. all of a sudden my dad started hearing 'triangle, triangle' cause that was the piece that was missing. he followed the sound and found the missing piece, the toy wasn't in the part that made the noise...
also, my dad was taking a shower once, and all of a sudden, a brand new shinny 2010 penny fell from outa nowhere.
I've talked to my dad about everything and how I feel something in my house, and he tells me he does to, but we don't know what they are. we also feel the negative energy in my basement, and we don't know how to get rid of it. if you have any advice, then please help.
I hope you enjoyed my story, and believe me.
Sent in by Hayley
Monday, February 25, 2013
The Murder House
My old baby sitter lived there with her dad. I had never been in the house. Not until last year...
I was ten years old. My mom told me we were moving. We had just moved in. I had to share a room with my little sister in the smallest room while my mom slept downstairs and my brother and my baby brother got the biggest room. My room was the one across from the bathroom, my brothers was by the bathroom and he had a closet that lead to the bathroom.
I was dreaming. But this wasn't like any other dream. It was a nightmare. This is what my nightmare was...
I was playing RockBang on the Wii. I was a master at the guitar. My mom walked in my room and just looked at me. There was no sound from the t.v. I paused the game and looked back at my mom. She was gone. I looked back to the guitar to see it floating in the air. I yelled for my mom. And all of a sudden I was pinned down on my bed and everything was black. I tried to scream but someone was covering my mouth. I could feel someone putting all their weight on my chest. My rips felt like they were getting pressed closer and closer together. I couldn't breathe.
My eye's flashed open and I woke up and almost screamed, but something stopped me. A women was laughing. I looked around the room. The t.v was on, but it was turned all the way down. My little sister was at her grandma's. I didn't believe in ghosts then.
The next morning I didn't tell anyone about the dream. My friend Payton walked up to me at lunch and asked me where I lived at.
I told her the address and her eye's widened. "That's the house where someone was murdered in!" She said. I had never heard of any murder in our small town. "What?" I asked. "The news said about thirty years ago there was a murder in that house. It said about ten people were murdered in there! Two little boys were murdered in the closet of the room across from the bathroom, three little girls were murdered in the room by the bathroom, a woman murdered in the bathroom, and about three men murdered down stairs." She said. "Your such a liar!" I said. "If you don't believe me then go into your closet and look down at the trim and you will see the words help." She said. "Fine." I said.
I went home that night and did what I was told. I looked at the trim in my closet, and sure enough there were the word 'help' carved on it. My mouth dropped. There was no way ghosts exist, I thought.
Two years passed without anything happening. I had this empty water bottle on my night stand because my throat was always dry. I woke up and heard my empty water bottle being swished and moved. I turned over and faced my water bottle and from the light of my radio I saw a man in a orange sweatshirt and blue jeans. I couldn't see his face or anything above his shirt. My heartbeat quickened and I froze. I couldn't move. I was too shocked. How could there be a man in my room?
A couple nights passed and everything was normal. I woke up again one night and heard the same noises. I rolled over in my bed and opened my eyes. This time I saw a little boy. He was kneeling by my bed. I could feel his cold hand by my chin. He didn't have a shirt on and I couldn't see his face either. I was exhausted from the other night but I couldn't shut my eyes. How was this possible? I mean ghosts don't exist, do they? This was just too weird.
If anything else happens I will tell...
Sent in by Jade
I was ten years old. My mom told me we were moving. We had just moved in. I had to share a room with my little sister in the smallest room while my mom slept downstairs and my brother and my baby brother got the biggest room. My room was the one across from the bathroom, my brothers was by the bathroom and he had a closet that lead to the bathroom.
I was dreaming. But this wasn't like any other dream. It was a nightmare. This is what my nightmare was...
I was playing RockBang on the Wii. I was a master at the guitar. My mom walked in my room and just looked at me. There was no sound from the t.v. I paused the game and looked back at my mom. She was gone. I looked back to the guitar to see it floating in the air. I yelled for my mom. And all of a sudden I was pinned down on my bed and everything was black. I tried to scream but someone was covering my mouth. I could feel someone putting all their weight on my chest. My rips felt like they were getting pressed closer and closer together. I couldn't breathe.
My eye's flashed open and I woke up and almost screamed, but something stopped me. A women was laughing. I looked around the room. The t.v was on, but it was turned all the way down. My little sister was at her grandma's. I didn't believe in ghosts then.
The next morning I didn't tell anyone about the dream. My friend Payton walked up to me at lunch and asked me where I lived at.
I told her the address and her eye's widened. "That's the house where someone was murdered in!" She said. I had never heard of any murder in our small town. "What?" I asked. "The news said about thirty years ago there was a murder in that house. It said about ten people were murdered in there! Two little boys were murdered in the closet of the room across from the bathroom, three little girls were murdered in the room by the bathroom, a woman murdered in the bathroom, and about three men murdered down stairs." She said. "Your such a liar!" I said. "If you don't believe me then go into your closet and look down at the trim and you will see the words help." She said. "Fine." I said.
I went home that night and did what I was told. I looked at the trim in my closet, and sure enough there were the word 'help' carved on it. My mouth dropped. There was no way ghosts exist, I thought.
Two years passed without anything happening. I had this empty water bottle on my night stand because my throat was always dry. I woke up and heard my empty water bottle being swished and moved. I turned over and faced my water bottle and from the light of my radio I saw a man in a orange sweatshirt and blue jeans. I couldn't see his face or anything above his shirt. My heartbeat quickened and I froze. I couldn't move. I was too shocked. How could there be a man in my room?
A couple nights passed and everything was normal. I woke up again one night and heard the same noises. I rolled over in my bed and opened my eyes. This time I saw a little boy. He was kneeling by my bed. I could feel his cold hand by my chin. He didn't have a shirt on and I couldn't see his face either. I was exhausted from the other night but I couldn't shut my eyes. How was this possible? I mean ghosts don't exist, do they? This was just too weird.
If anything else happens I will tell...
Sent in by Jade
A Night Of Terror
I was in 7th grade and I was sleeping over with my friend for the first time at her house. The drive was alright, nothing weird about it, turning on her dirt road street, same, but turning into her dirt road 30 foot driveway, from the moment her father turned the car, it hit me. It got even worse when I walked into her two story house. It felt like someone, or something, was watching me. But the worst was when I entered her room. It felt like a heavy muggy-ness of fear. Her room was on the second story and the window had a view of the entire front yard. But for some reason, it seemed like something was waiting outside, just waiting.
Her closet... well to sum it up, her closet scared the crap out of me. It had no doors to close it, but behind the clothes was a small 3 foot door with a lock on it. Both her parents and her told me not to mess with it, they couldn't find a way to open it and frankly, I don't think they really wanted to.
After I lay my bag down I told her immediately that I didn't feel comfortable, she told me its okay, she never has felt comfortable in her room. Then she started telling me about this woman that she sees sometimes, a blonde tall woman with a white dress and blood on it. At first I thought she was just trying to scare me, but the look on her face told me she was telling the truth. So me, being naive, told her, "Lets try a Ouija Board!" She was hesitant, but reluctantly agreed.
I had seen a movie and generally knew how it was supposed to be set up, but I forgot one tiny bit of important information. ALWAYS PUT THE WORD GOODBYE! It was just a blessing from God that we didn't even do it that night. But we didn't know anything, so we were going to do it anyway. Using a perfectly working CD and a piece of construction paper, we made one. And for confirmation we brought her younger sister in as a witness, but right before we touched the makeshift Ouija board, we all got called down for dinner.
So we went downstairs and for about 45 minutes there was absolutely NO PERSON upstairs. When we arrive back to my friends room, there was blood on the board... bloody fingerprints over letters and numbers. And after looking at this board something in my mind had clicked the word 'Rose' and the number '2003'. It didn't make sense so I ignored it. But we were all freaked out so we convinced her sister and two brothers to hang out in the garage with us. The garage, it felt calm and relaxing. Plus it had a huge flat screen TV and games and it was a large, light white room. I felt safe.
Around 3 in the morning, I still hadn't fallen asleep so I was flipping through channel while my friend and he siblings slept. And coincidentally, the channel gets stuck on a ghost hunter show. So I'm just sitting there watching this and out of the corner of my eye I see it. The dark silhouette of a man, watching me from the brightly lit hallway across the room. I thought I was just imagining things, so I woke up my friend but kept staring ahead, I then asked her to do the same. At first she didn't see anything but then she screamed. Her parents ran from the opposite ends of the house where their bedroom was, to get to us.
We never really found out who or what that was but it definitely freaked us out. I don't remember how or when I fell asleep, but all I remember is waking up and it being morning. My friends parents had left, and they took her brothers and sister, only her and I remained in the house. And after what happened last night, I didn't want to be in that house, so we walked out. We were walking for about an hour or so when we came upon a long stretch of road. It was nice and cheery and warm out so we figured why not, and walked down it. About another 20 minutes later, we come upon a patch of land that is dark and cold. We walk closer to notice that there was a memorial, right where we were standing. On the white cross was a picture of a woman, early twenties, beautiful, blonde hair, blue eyes...she had died in a car crash in July, the year...2003. Her first name was Rose. Her last name was illegible to us. But as soon as I saw this I had chills and walked briskly away. My friend had to struggle to keep up with me, as I explained what just happened.
While we were nearing her house and finishing my story I look at her to notice her face is a ghostly white. That was the LAST time I ever went to her house. But I did take a souvenir with me. The CD... And as soon as I was home, I played it in my CD player, and I kid you not, it never worked again.
Sent in by Heavens-Angel
If you like reading Ouija Board stories you need to see Ouija Board Tales
Her closet... well to sum it up, her closet scared the crap out of me. It had no doors to close it, but behind the clothes was a small 3 foot door with a lock on it. Both her parents and her told me not to mess with it, they couldn't find a way to open it and frankly, I don't think they really wanted to.
After I lay my bag down I told her immediately that I didn't feel comfortable, she told me its okay, she never has felt comfortable in her room. Then she started telling me about this woman that she sees sometimes, a blonde tall woman with a white dress and blood on it. At first I thought she was just trying to scare me, but the look on her face told me she was telling the truth. So me, being naive, told her, "Lets try a Ouija Board!" She was hesitant, but reluctantly agreed.
I had seen a movie and generally knew how it was supposed to be set up, but I forgot one tiny bit of important information. ALWAYS PUT THE WORD GOODBYE! It was just a blessing from God that we didn't even do it that night. But we didn't know anything, so we were going to do it anyway. Using a perfectly working CD and a piece of construction paper, we made one. And for confirmation we brought her younger sister in as a witness, but right before we touched the makeshift Ouija board, we all got called down for dinner.
So we went downstairs and for about 45 minutes there was absolutely NO PERSON upstairs. When we arrive back to my friends room, there was blood on the board... bloody fingerprints over letters and numbers. And after looking at this board something in my mind had clicked the word 'Rose' and the number '2003'. It didn't make sense so I ignored it. But we were all freaked out so we convinced her sister and two brothers to hang out in the garage with us. The garage, it felt calm and relaxing. Plus it had a huge flat screen TV and games and it was a large, light white room. I felt safe.
Around 3 in the morning, I still hadn't fallen asleep so I was flipping through channel while my friend and he siblings slept. And coincidentally, the channel gets stuck on a ghost hunter show. So I'm just sitting there watching this and out of the corner of my eye I see it. The dark silhouette of a man, watching me from the brightly lit hallway across the room. I thought I was just imagining things, so I woke up my friend but kept staring ahead, I then asked her to do the same. At first she didn't see anything but then she screamed. Her parents ran from the opposite ends of the house where their bedroom was, to get to us.
We never really found out who or what that was but it definitely freaked us out. I don't remember how or when I fell asleep, but all I remember is waking up and it being morning. My friends parents had left, and they took her brothers and sister, only her and I remained in the house. And after what happened last night, I didn't want to be in that house, so we walked out. We were walking for about an hour or so when we came upon a long stretch of road. It was nice and cheery and warm out so we figured why not, and walked down it. About another 20 minutes later, we come upon a patch of land that is dark and cold. We walk closer to notice that there was a memorial, right where we were standing. On the white cross was a picture of a woman, early twenties, beautiful, blonde hair, blue eyes...she had died in a car crash in July, the year...2003. Her first name was Rose. Her last name was illegible to us. But as soon as I saw this I had chills and walked briskly away. My friend had to struggle to keep up with me, as I explained what just happened.
While we were nearing her house and finishing my story I look at her to notice her face is a ghostly white. That was the LAST time I ever went to her house. But I did take a souvenir with me. The CD... And as soon as I was home, I played it in my CD player, and I kid you not, it never worked again.
Sent in by Heavens-Angel
If you like reading Ouija Board stories you need to see Ouija Board Tales
Seeing Two Different Demons Vividly
A few days ago my wife’s brother came to our house. Two years ago he had told me that a thing is in his house. He told even that thing has touched him (his brow) but I didn’t get it serious and passed from his claim carefree.
When he came to our home recently, we discussed about various subjects in that night. All of a sudden he said: I saw that thing. For a moment I didn’t understand what he is talking about. Then he continued: I saw that demon in my home. Yes, I became up-to-date what was his meaning, he was talking about that thing which he had told me two years ago. I asked him to explain, he said:
A few nights ago I was alone in the home and was watching TV. For a moment I turned my head to my left side involuntary and unaware saw a demon has stood in end of the room and is watching TV. I just could see him momentarily and afterwards he disappeared immediately. I asked how was his shape? he replied: he was tall with a thin body. He had a very round face as a circle with two big and entirely black eyes also with a short, black and rich hair and with a wooden color skin. I tried to know more about that demon’s specification but he didn’t know more than what he had explained about him. He said to me:
I saw another demon too but she was a female demon, me seems she was a girl. I asked him explain about that another demon (demoness) too. He said: one night I was going back to my home, for a moment I sensed a person is in the rear car seat I turned my head and looked there, there was a demoness and when she noticed I am looking her, she disappeared. I asked him to explain about her specification for me. He said:
I didn’t see her face because her head was down and I just could see her hair that divided to two half on her face sides. I asked him was he scared from those two events. He laughed and told no but I felt he don’t say true because he is a man and his character don’t allow him to confess which he has scared in that two encountering. Anyhow, I learned him two pray and promised him if he read that prayer that demons will never come to him again. Also I realized that two demon and demoness live in his house and are from one family.
Sent in by Manss
When he came to our home recently, we discussed about various subjects in that night. All of a sudden he said: I saw that thing. For a moment I didn’t understand what he is talking about. Then he continued: I saw that demon in my home. Yes, I became up-to-date what was his meaning, he was talking about that thing which he had told me two years ago. I asked him to explain, he said:
A few nights ago I was alone in the home and was watching TV. For a moment I turned my head to my left side involuntary and unaware saw a demon has stood in end of the room and is watching TV. I just could see him momentarily and afterwards he disappeared immediately. I asked how was his shape? he replied: he was tall with a thin body. He had a very round face as a circle with two big and entirely black eyes also with a short, black and rich hair and with a wooden color skin. I tried to know more about that demon’s specification but he didn’t know more than what he had explained about him. He said to me:
I saw another demon too but she was a female demon, me seems she was a girl. I asked him explain about that another demon (demoness) too. He said: one night I was going back to my home, for a moment I sensed a person is in the rear car seat I turned my head and looked there, there was a demoness and when she noticed I am looking her, she disappeared. I asked him to explain about her specification for me. He said:
I didn’t see her face because her head was down and I just could see her hair that divided to two half on her face sides. I asked him was he scared from those two events. He laughed and told no but I felt he don’t say true because he is a man and his character don’t allow him to confess which he has scared in that two encountering. Anyhow, I learned him two pray and promised him if he read that prayer that demons will never come to him again. Also I realized that two demon and demoness live in his house and are from one family.
Sent in by Manss
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Sleep Paralysis And An Agonizing Pain
I was in a deep sleep when I was wakened by a weird pain on my waist. The pain was slight--just annoying but not excruciating. I couldn't go back to sleep until the pain was gone, two to three minutes later.
I woke up a second time and the pain was much more agonizing. I couldn't move; just my eyes. I kept looking around, wanting to see what was causing the pain cause it felt as if an elephant were sitting on my waist. It's still creepy for me to remember that pain. The pain was gone only a minute later and so I went back to sleep again.
The third time I woke up, the pain was the most painful, excruciating, agonizing pain I had felt in my life. I couldn't even move my eyes. All I could do was stare at the ceiling where I saw some weird, white-smoke-ish figure. The figure did NOT look like a ghost. It was just a cloud-like figure.
After the pain went away, I couldn't go back to sleep. But finally I did. That's not the only thing that has happened to me in my house. Actually, on my ceiling, there are dirty handprints, as if someone were crawling on the ceiling. I have tried to wash those handprints off but they just wont come off.
My sister constantly wakes up exactly at 3am. And she claimed that one day, she saw a woman in black cross from MY room to hers. My mother has felt people push her--not strongly enough to fall on the ground. Things fall of all the time (that, though, can be explained).
One day, I thought my mother was with me in the house. But when she got home, I was confused cause I could swear I had seen her. I'm not sure that really happened, though, cause it still feels like it was a dream.
Sent in by Diana
I woke up a second time and the pain was much more agonizing. I couldn't move; just my eyes. I kept looking around, wanting to see what was causing the pain cause it felt as if an elephant were sitting on my waist. It's still creepy for me to remember that pain. The pain was gone only a minute later and so I went back to sleep again.
The third time I woke up, the pain was the most painful, excruciating, agonizing pain I had felt in my life. I couldn't even move my eyes. All I could do was stare at the ceiling where I saw some weird, white-smoke-ish figure. The figure did NOT look like a ghost. It was just a cloud-like figure.
After the pain went away, I couldn't go back to sleep. But finally I did. That's not the only thing that has happened to me in my house. Actually, on my ceiling, there are dirty handprints, as if someone were crawling on the ceiling. I have tried to wash those handprints off but they just wont come off.
My sister constantly wakes up exactly at 3am. And she claimed that one day, she saw a woman in black cross from MY room to hers. My mother has felt people push her--not strongly enough to fall on the ground. Things fall of all the time (that, though, can be explained).
One day, I thought my mother was with me in the house. But when she got home, I was confused cause I could swear I had seen her. I'm not sure that really happened, though, cause it still feels like it was a dream.
Sent in by Diana
Friday, February 15, 2013
Strange Things Going On At My Work Place
I moved to this old county estate which was turned into a school in Kent to work when I was 18. There isn't much history about the place apart from before the estate was built it was part of the forest. I did find out a rumor that there was some witchcraft that happened in the forest but I haven't found any proof.
To cut a long story short, it was announced that the school was closing. After that happened there was a bad energy that took over the place. One certain area was freezing cold even in the summertime. I saw shadow figures when I got in from my second job early in morning.
Things gradually got worse when I struggled to sleep because I always had a feeling of being watched and on one occasion I opened my eyes and saw a pair of eyes watching me from the corner of my room.
My friends in the cabin next door to me had things happen like their kettle keep boiling itself even after it was unplugged, lights being switched on and the sense of bad energy.
I don't know whether it is linked, but one of my old colleagues had bought a pack of tarot cards around this time and every reading he gave from them ended up being a bad reading.
I am interested what anyone thinks, I am not an expert at these things. But I guarantee that everything I have said is true.
Sent in by Ally
To cut a long story short, it was announced that the school was closing. After that happened there was a bad energy that took over the place. One certain area was freezing cold even in the summertime. I saw shadow figures when I got in from my second job early in morning.
Things gradually got worse when I struggled to sleep because I always had a feeling of being watched and on one occasion I opened my eyes and saw a pair of eyes watching me from the corner of my room.
My friends in the cabin next door to me had things happen like their kettle keep boiling itself even after it was unplugged, lights being switched on and the sense of bad energy.
I don't know whether it is linked, but one of my old colleagues had bought a pack of tarot cards around this time and every reading he gave from them ended up being a bad reading.
I am interested what anyone thinks, I am not an expert at these things. But I guarantee that everything I have said is true.
Sent in by Ally
My Daughters Imaginary Friends
My daughter, at a very young age, started speaking to imaginary friends. I call them that because I could not see them.
My daughter was from birth a very happy child that seldom cried and by the time she reached 16 months had endless conversations with her imaginary friends Javid and Carlyndin now these are names that she would not have heard in our household as we know no-one by those names.
Now I want to know could they have been ghosts that my daughter was playing with? When we moved from that house she asked me if Javid and Carlyndin could come with to the new house. I told her nope as the new house is going to be too small for all of us and I heard her tell her friends that. When I asked her what they said to that her reply was its ok they will stay at the old house.
She carried on speaking about them for awhile saying that she misses them and wants to go back to the old house.
Carol
My daughter was from birth a very happy child that seldom cried and by the time she reached 16 months had endless conversations with her imaginary friends Javid and Carlyndin now these are names that she would not have heard in our household as we know no-one by those names.
Now I want to know could they have been ghosts that my daughter was playing with? When we moved from that house she asked me if Javid and Carlyndin could come with to the new house. I told her nope as the new house is going to be too small for all of us and I heard her tell her friends that. When I asked her what they said to that her reply was its ok they will stay at the old house.
She carried on speaking about them for awhile saying that she misses them and wants to go back to the old house.
Carol
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Entity Over Take
This story actually happened to my father back in the late 80's.
My mother & himself were on an agricultural tour of Great Britain & Europe.
His story takes place in Germany at one of the Concentration Camps known as Dacque(?) (ok so my spelling sucks---get over it)
One of their side tours was to go thru this concentration camps.
My dad said they started the tour at the railroad cars just outside the camp. Everyone was allowed to enter in the cars & look around & etc.; while doing so the tour guide explained how life was like inside one of these cars.
After the tour of the cars the tour guide brought them to the main gate; he told them of the translation above the gates & etc..
He reminded them that several people had strange experiences once entering inside the gate. It was up to each person there to to take it as truth or as false---things did happened that no one could really explain.
Once inside the gate my dad claimed that he was taken over by one of those that perished in the ovens.
He was in complete control of his being though; but the entity that took him over wanted him to see what his life was like & how it ended. While the tour guide was going thru how the people there were processed, he also saw how this entity was asked to go with those to the ovens; he heard the German officers barking orders-dogs barking-families being ripped apart & etc..
Once they got up by the gas chamber & the ovens the entity told him this is what happened to me---this was "very" real & remember what you just saw. This was no propaganda! Many of us were murdered for our faith or whatever here.
After the tour came to an end & my dad walked out of the gates he shook himself to his senses--but he said the smell was un-godly.
Whomever says the Holocaust was not real---take a trip to one of the camps & see what happens to you!
Sent in by Becky9200
My mother & himself were on an agricultural tour of Great Britain & Europe.
His story takes place in Germany at one of the Concentration Camps known as Dacque(?) (ok so my spelling sucks---get over it)
One of their side tours was to go thru this concentration camps.
My dad said they started the tour at the railroad cars just outside the camp. Everyone was allowed to enter in the cars & look around & etc.; while doing so the tour guide explained how life was like inside one of these cars.
After the tour of the cars the tour guide brought them to the main gate; he told them of the translation above the gates & etc..
He reminded them that several people had strange experiences once entering inside the gate. It was up to each person there to to take it as truth or as false---things did happened that no one could really explain.
Once inside the gate my dad claimed that he was taken over by one of those that perished in the ovens.
He was in complete control of his being though; but the entity that took him over wanted him to see what his life was like & how it ended. While the tour guide was going thru how the people there were processed, he also saw how this entity was asked to go with those to the ovens; he heard the German officers barking orders-dogs barking-families being ripped apart & etc..
Once they got up by the gas chamber & the ovens the entity told him this is what happened to me---this was "very" real & remember what you just saw. This was no propaganda! Many of us were murdered for our faith or whatever here.
After the tour came to an end & my dad walked out of the gates he shook himself to his senses--but he said the smell was un-godly.
Whomever says the Holocaust was not real---take a trip to one of the camps & see what happens to you!
Sent in by Becky9200
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Spirits And Reapers
I am a Psychic. I was raised by a family that has contact with spirits. So far, I caught brain tumor and I entered this Near death experience. Like I was in this painful position where I wasn't waking up from. I just got up out of my bed and walked around through the hospital and walked to one of the nurses and asked him what year it was. The doctor ignored me so I thought maybe she didn't hear me so I asked her again. Then I began to wonder what the heck was going on. Then I walked in to my hospital room and saw a person who looked like me lying on the bed except the body was pale. I searched and saw my mother crying near the person who looked like me. I reached for her and said, "Mom!" But my hand went through her. I looked at my hands and saw them beginning to look transparent then they started turning pale. I looked at the wall and saw my name being scratched on there.
When it became dark out, I was just sitting in a chair, I heard my name being called. I walked and followed the voice and entered a room only to see a man that looked like he was twenty-nine years old. He was wearing a hat, he wore a black suit and a white tie. He had black tennis shoes. He looked at me and said, "Hey there buddy, are you ready to go?" I looked back and looked back at him and asked, "Go where?" The man said, "Your time ran up, your death schedule was up, I am here to take you with me, but I can't reveal the place you're going to." I said, "Wait, you're the angel of death?". The man said, "That's me, there are millions of me out there, but I only decide the death date." I said, "No, I am not going with you, I choose to stay here with my family." The man looked at me and said, "Very well." He reached in to his suit and pulled out something, I didn't know what it was but then he showed it to me. It was a scorpion! The scorpion jumped out of his hands and on to me forcing me to fall. The man said, "Now, you can either come with me, or my little buddy will sting you, which is it going to be?" I looked up at him and said, "I'm already dead, what's this little guy suppose to do?" The reaper said, "I know, but that sting will send you down to purgatory in to a deep sleep." I said, "Okay, okay I will go with you." The reaper reached his right hand out and I grabbed it as he lifted me to my feet.
I stepped on the scorpion with my left shoe. I said, "Wait, can you show me my death schedule." A calendar appeared in his right hand and he lifted it up showing me. It had scrolled blood on it. He said, "I can't allow you to see my true form, it will surely scare you.". I looked up at him and said, "Yeah right, there are horror movies about ghosts all the time, if anything should be scary, it's me." The reaper glared at me in the presence of his face of evil. He said in a dark demonic voice, "No, you will fear me!" I raised my right fist and punched him and he fell to the ground, I ran through the walls and out of there.
Then I realized how ghosts could possess humans and objects. The reaper came walking towards me. I manipulated one of the wheel tables to roll and it came for him and knocked him down. I got in my hospital room and then I lied down in the bed and I figured if I could possess things then surely I could possess my body and be back to life again. But I lied down and saw the reaper coming for me. He reached both hands in to my chest and I screamed as a bright light appeared. I blinked a couple of times and realized the reaper was gone. I sat up and put both of my hands and only to realize that they hadn't gone through it. I was alive! But something told me that the spirits that the reaper captured were kind of jealous of me. So now they began to haunt me. And I still feel the reaper is out there to get me.
Sent in by James
When it became dark out, I was just sitting in a chair, I heard my name being called. I walked and followed the voice and entered a room only to see a man that looked like he was twenty-nine years old. He was wearing a hat, he wore a black suit and a white tie. He had black tennis shoes. He looked at me and said, "Hey there buddy, are you ready to go?" I looked back and looked back at him and asked, "Go where?" The man said, "Your time ran up, your death schedule was up, I am here to take you with me, but I can't reveal the place you're going to." I said, "Wait, you're the angel of death?". The man said, "That's me, there are millions of me out there, but I only decide the death date." I said, "No, I am not going with you, I choose to stay here with my family." The man looked at me and said, "Very well." He reached in to his suit and pulled out something, I didn't know what it was but then he showed it to me. It was a scorpion! The scorpion jumped out of his hands and on to me forcing me to fall. The man said, "Now, you can either come with me, or my little buddy will sting you, which is it going to be?" I looked up at him and said, "I'm already dead, what's this little guy suppose to do?" The reaper said, "I know, but that sting will send you down to purgatory in to a deep sleep." I said, "Okay, okay I will go with you." The reaper reached his right hand out and I grabbed it as he lifted me to my feet.
I stepped on the scorpion with my left shoe. I said, "Wait, can you show me my death schedule." A calendar appeared in his right hand and he lifted it up showing me. It had scrolled blood on it. He said, "I can't allow you to see my true form, it will surely scare you.". I looked up at him and said, "Yeah right, there are horror movies about ghosts all the time, if anything should be scary, it's me." The reaper glared at me in the presence of his face of evil. He said in a dark demonic voice, "No, you will fear me!" I raised my right fist and punched him and he fell to the ground, I ran through the walls and out of there.
Then I realized how ghosts could possess humans and objects. The reaper came walking towards me. I manipulated one of the wheel tables to roll and it came for him and knocked him down. I got in my hospital room and then I lied down in the bed and I figured if I could possess things then surely I could possess my body and be back to life again. But I lied down and saw the reaper coming for me. He reached both hands in to my chest and I screamed as a bright light appeared. I blinked a couple of times and realized the reaper was gone. I sat up and put both of my hands and only to realize that they hadn't gone through it. I was alive! But something told me that the spirits that the reaper captured were kind of jealous of me. So now they began to haunt me. And I still feel the reaper is out there to get me.
Sent in by James
Thursday, January 3, 2013
The Ghost At The Castle Museum
To begin with I would like to say, that I didn't believe in ghosts, or paranormal things before. Now I do... and my story will haunt me for the rest of my life:
When I was 10 years old my parents took me and my brother to see a castle, now being a museum. I remember reading about a girl who once lived there, her father walled her up and she slowly started to die. That should be enough to keep people away, but since I didn't believe in paranormal things, I went. And I will regret it for the rest of my life...
My parents and my brother was looking at something down stairs, so I went up stairs. I was walking around, and realized, that nobody was up stairs with me. And since I loved breaking the rules back then. So I began to touch the exhibits.
I heard a voice behind me telling me to stop, but when I turned around I just saw a grey shadow and blood red eyes...
I ran down stairs to tell my parents. They didn't believe me, but I know that it was the spirit of the girl. I'm 17 years old now and not that long ago I went back to the castle. I went up stairs and once again I was alone. I walked around and searched for the ghost, and then I felt a cold win behind me, and I saw a grey shadow moving. I screamed and ran out. I will never go back, and it was stupid that it did it again. Cause I think she is following me. I see her blood red eyes every where and see the grey shadow moving. I sometimes think I'm going nuts, but I won't ever stop seeing that ghost, and feeling her presence...
Sent in by Amalie Dagmar Devantier Terp
When I was 10 years old my parents took me and my brother to see a castle, now being a museum. I remember reading about a girl who once lived there, her father walled her up and she slowly started to die. That should be enough to keep people away, but since I didn't believe in paranormal things, I went. And I will regret it for the rest of my life...
My parents and my brother was looking at something down stairs, so I went up stairs. I was walking around, and realized, that nobody was up stairs with me. And since I loved breaking the rules back then. So I began to touch the exhibits.
I heard a voice behind me telling me to stop, but when I turned around I just saw a grey shadow and blood red eyes...
I ran down stairs to tell my parents. They didn't believe me, but I know that it was the spirit of the girl. I'm 17 years old now and not that long ago I went back to the castle. I went up stairs and once again I was alone. I walked around and searched for the ghost, and then I felt a cold win behind me, and I saw a grey shadow moving. I screamed and ran out. I will never go back, and it was stupid that it did it again. Cause I think she is following me. I see her blood red eyes every where and see the grey shadow moving. I sometimes think I'm going nuts, but I won't ever stop seeing that ghost, and feeling her presence...
Sent in by Amalie Dagmar Devantier Terp
Encounter With Chall The UNKNOWN
Just a weeks ago a thing occurred to me which changed my way of looking at various things. I was not a kind of person that believed ya as a matter of fact thought about the supernatural, as people may call it.
I was with my parents on vacations to ManalI ,a popular tourist place in India. We stayed at a cottage which was away from the city and it was surrounded with forest. It was during night snowfall started. I became really very curious because it was the first time that I would see live snowfall.
I went outside and while I was still enjoying the snow a sound from woods came and I started following it. The sound took me all the way to the woods, after a while I could hear it no more. So I started finding my way back to cottage while I was doing so I heard a baby crying and inside my heart I had this feeling that something bad going to happen so I started running and a few seconds later the sound increased as if 100's of babies are crying and I was almost on the verge of fainting...
But I finally reached the cottage and the sound vanished first I thought someone tried to play prank with me but when the next day some thing weird happened with me it scared the crap out of me...
I went with my parents on sight seeing and while we were walking I could hear sound of stones being thrown on us and later the sound increased like huge rocks are being thrown on us but I could not feel it, I could just hear it when I returned to the cottage I was frightened and I still remembered the previous night. So I decided to ask a worker of that place about the forest if anything weird has happened there and he told me that there is a children's graveyard in the forest which frightened me. Since then I do believe 'The Unknown'...
People of India often call it 'Chall' and they believe it to happen in the places or near the places where people have died or buried like graveyards...
Sent in by Alana Z.
I was with my parents on vacations to ManalI ,a popular tourist place in India. We stayed at a cottage which was away from the city and it was surrounded with forest. It was during night snowfall started. I became really very curious because it was the first time that I would see live snowfall.
I went outside and while I was still enjoying the snow a sound from woods came and I started following it. The sound took me all the way to the woods, after a while I could hear it no more. So I started finding my way back to cottage while I was doing so I heard a baby crying and inside my heart I had this feeling that something bad going to happen so I started running and a few seconds later the sound increased as if 100's of babies are crying and I was almost on the verge of fainting...
But I finally reached the cottage and the sound vanished first I thought someone tried to play prank with me but when the next day some thing weird happened with me it scared the crap out of me...
I went with my parents on sight seeing and while we were walking I could hear sound of stones being thrown on us and later the sound increased like huge rocks are being thrown on us but I could not feel it, I could just hear it when I returned to the cottage I was frightened and I still remembered the previous night. So I decided to ask a worker of that place about the forest if anything weird has happened there and he told me that there is a children's graveyard in the forest which frightened me. Since then I do believe 'The Unknown'...
People of India often call it 'Chall' and they believe it to happen in the places or near the places where people have died or buried like graveyards...
Sent in by Alana Z.
Strange Sounds In The Night At A Friends House
Me and my friend called George sat watching a film one night after he had invited me round to stay as his parents were out of town for the weekend, what I am about to tell you has changed my life for the better I believe, I now know that spirits are real and should not be messed with, respect them and you will be given the same treatment I hope, so here is what happened.
Me and my friend both sat in his room laughing and joking one night, the house to ourselves and all of our friends all ready asleep it being 2 in the morning we decided to head downstairs where we would be spending the night on the sofas in his living room, in his room is a large window that goes with the shape of the roof at a 45 degree angle, we were getting the last few bits from his room when we heard a massive cracking sound coming from outside, we both rushed to the window in shock and worry, but when we looked there was nothing, we turned away to gather our things blaming the noise on what we believed was a cat or a twig falling from a tree, the window gives off a kind of orange tinge from the lamp post about 10 metres away from his house, next to it is a large oak tree, and with it being winter and all it has no leaves and is illuminated by the only light source around, I gazed at it for a moment before it appeared to me there was a figure of a person just standing on a branch staring deep into me, I felt my heart sink and stop, I whispered softly, "George, come take a look at this now", he came over and I blinked, it was gone, vanished into thin air, I told him what had happen, palms sweaty and heart racing we turned on every light in the house and left no crevice un-touched by light.
It was around 4 and we were playing video games, the tree incident completely erased from my memory, then a cracking sound almost like when your fingers bend back to far and make that awful sickening sound, I turned to George and said "that was nasty, you'll get arthritis you know", he looked at me in confusion before saying, "I thought that was you" we both took deep breaths and gulped, we looked through a large rectangular window that leads onto the garden, darkness was all that could be seen, suddenly the feeling of being watched came over me like nothing I've ever felt before, we both turned to face the TV, it was off, controllers that were once on the table now on the floor, and drinks bottles that were full completely empty, we were not crazy something was happening, then from upstairs, 6 loud footsteps, before the landing light went off, we both grabbed our shoes and ran for the door, there we fiddled trying to get the lock off before hearing footsteps pounding down the stairs, I screamed "QUICK OPEN THE DOOR GEORGE", the lock made a clicking sound and the door burst open, we grabbed coats from a metal rack next to the door and ran out slamming the door behind us, we got to the other side of the road and through his bedroom window we saw a black figure standing in the only lit corner of his room, it just looked at us.
Since that night George and his family have moved house after his parents called in paranormal experts and were believed to have many spirits in the house, every time I hear a creek or a snap I shudder and feel my heart sink to the pit of my body, I shiver even writing this and need to inform you, if you ever believe to have a spirit present, please treat it with respect, who knows what could have happened if we had stayed in the house that night.
Sent in by David
Me and my friend both sat in his room laughing and joking one night, the house to ourselves and all of our friends all ready asleep it being 2 in the morning we decided to head downstairs where we would be spending the night on the sofas in his living room, in his room is a large window that goes with the shape of the roof at a 45 degree angle, we were getting the last few bits from his room when we heard a massive cracking sound coming from outside, we both rushed to the window in shock and worry, but when we looked there was nothing, we turned away to gather our things blaming the noise on what we believed was a cat or a twig falling from a tree, the window gives off a kind of orange tinge from the lamp post about 10 metres away from his house, next to it is a large oak tree, and with it being winter and all it has no leaves and is illuminated by the only light source around, I gazed at it for a moment before it appeared to me there was a figure of a person just standing on a branch staring deep into me, I felt my heart sink and stop, I whispered softly, "George, come take a look at this now", he came over and I blinked, it was gone, vanished into thin air, I told him what had happen, palms sweaty and heart racing we turned on every light in the house and left no crevice un-touched by light.
It was around 4 and we were playing video games, the tree incident completely erased from my memory, then a cracking sound almost like when your fingers bend back to far and make that awful sickening sound, I turned to George and said "that was nasty, you'll get arthritis you know", he looked at me in confusion before saying, "I thought that was you" we both took deep breaths and gulped, we looked through a large rectangular window that leads onto the garden, darkness was all that could be seen, suddenly the feeling of being watched came over me like nothing I've ever felt before, we both turned to face the TV, it was off, controllers that were once on the table now on the floor, and drinks bottles that were full completely empty, we were not crazy something was happening, then from upstairs, 6 loud footsteps, before the landing light went off, we both grabbed our shoes and ran for the door, there we fiddled trying to get the lock off before hearing footsteps pounding down the stairs, I screamed "QUICK OPEN THE DOOR GEORGE", the lock made a clicking sound and the door burst open, we grabbed coats from a metal rack next to the door and ran out slamming the door behind us, we got to the other side of the road and through his bedroom window we saw a black figure standing in the only lit corner of his room, it just looked at us.
Since that night George and his family have moved house after his parents called in paranormal experts and were believed to have many spirits in the house, every time I hear a creek or a snap I shudder and feel my heart sink to the pit of my body, I shiver even writing this and need to inform you, if you ever believe to have a spirit present, please treat it with respect, who knows what could have happened if we had stayed in the house that night.
Sent in by David
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