I've had a quite a few possible paranormal experiences throughout my life, starting when I was as young as three. Most of which can be easily explained away by some mundane explanation or other. But the story I'm about to share is one that I have yet to find any rational explanation for, and that is why I'm posting it here. I'm hoping someone reading this will be able to tell me exactly what might have happened. Don't get me wrong, I think I may already know what happened but I'd like to get some sort of a verification from someone who knows more about the paranormal.
Before I begin I'd like to mention that I've changed the names of everyone in this story, including my own, because I don't want this story to haunt me 'til the day I die (pun not necessarily intended).
The beginning of my senior year of high school I had a falling out with my group of friends. Even though I had been close to those girls for roughly seven years, I didn't mind the break;it was a long time coming. So I kind of did the independent thing for a few months and it was incredibly liberating, but ultimately I decided I didn't like being a complete loner. But instead of crawling back to my old clique I started hanging out with another group entirely.
These new friends were a better fit for me, I was able to be myself around them. One of the girls - I'll call her Rachelle - was a kindred spirit. Rachelle, a junior at the time, was new and said she was an exchange student from Canada (I kid you not. And yes, I live in the States) and, as it turns out, incredibly popular. Everyone wanted to be friends with the very pretty, outgoing and hilarious Rachelle.
Like I said, Rachelle and I were BFF almost from the first time we met, so we were always together. We even rearranged our class schedules so we could have a few classes together. Anyway, it became apparent that she wasn't telling the truth about the whole exchange student thing. Yes, she was from Canada, but not with any official exchange student program. The couple she was staying with were actually long time friends of her parents, and they arranged the whole thing. She told me that she just had to get away from her hometown for a while but was somewhat evasive as to why. And though she never expressly asked me to not mention it to anyone, I could tell that she didn't want me to so I never did.
One time when we were on our way to meet up with a few of our friends - across town - we started talking about scary stories. Right before we got to where we were going she told me the oddest thing. She told me to never see a certain scary movie that I'm not going to mention for reasons I'll explain later, because it messed with your head.
I hadn't seen the movie she was talking about so I asked her how it messed with your head, but she didn't answer immediately. After an uncomfortable pause she finally said "I don't know... it's just messed up. It makes you want to practice witchcraft." And then abruptly changed the subject, but not before a creepy feeling set in around us (I'm talking the hair on the back of my neck standing on end, chills, a general feeling of unease).
Of course I thought it was a weird comment because it's not like we were even talking about witchcraft, per say. And even then, it's not like a preppy-type like Rachelle would be into that sort of thing. And because of the weirdness of the whole situation, I never brought it up again.
Fast-forward a week or two and Rachelle and I are on our way to a party. It's Friday night and we're ready to have a good time. The thing is we were having a difficult time finding the street the party was on (this is before everyone had cellphones. I don't even know if map quest was invented back then - it was 1996-1997), so we were just driving around the area the party was supposed to be, looking for a street lined with familiar cars.
I don't know what we were talking about at the time - something totally mundane I'm sure, since it became clear she wasn't cool with talking about anything out of the ordinary - but all of a sudden I get the feeling that someone was watching us. And it's not like we were driving in a creepy neighborhood where we would be in any danger - we were smack dab in the middle of the 'burbs, we were safe. But just the same, I was glad the doors were locked and the windows were shut.
All of a sudden an immense feeling of dread engulfed my car - like pure evil - and because I was driving at the time I slammed on the brakes, look over at Rachelle and start screaming. Funny thing is she looked over at me the exact same time I looked at her and she was screaming too. The most terrifying part is that she didn't look like herself, exactly. Sure, she had a look of terror on her face, but there was something else, something not her--almost alien, is how I can best describe it. We literally sat there, in the middle of a residential street, just staring wide-eyed at each other, screaming - like a couple of banshees. It was insane.
We did that for approximately thirty seconds, and then suddenly, as quickly as the immense feeling of dread set in, it disappeared. Nothing like that had ever happened to me, I was terrified!
I asked her what had just happened and she said she didn't know. But to this day, I wonder if she did know but just wouldn't say. Also, even though I wasn't aware of it, I had a death grip on Rachelle's arm. I didn't remember grabbing her arm, and I certainly don't know why I would grab her arm, but I did. Anyway, it was weird. We were both really shaken-up afterward and I told her to forget the party; I wanted to go home.
So I took Rachelle to her house and I sped to my home so I, a semi-rebellious seventeen-year-old, could spend a Friday night with parents - I needed to feel comfort and warmth.
This same thing happened one other time in my life, and of course Rachelle was the only one with me at the time. Except the second time it happened Rachelle got out of the car and ran away from me. Later I asked her if she was running from me but she said she hadn't been. She said she didn't like the feeling in the car at the time, but that there was nothing wrong with the car. I was confused. I didn't understand, and of course, she didn't really offer more information. But it didn't matter because nothing scary happened again, until the night before our Junior/Senior Prom.
We were totally psyched for the Prom, had been excited for months, and we decided to have a huge sleepover at a mutual friend's house - one of the girls I had a falling out with at the beginning of the school year. At that point I'd made nice with my old friends and there wasn't any bad blood between us anymore, but things were never the same between us. Anyway, like I said, a group of girls - some old friends of mine, some new ones - met up at my old friend's house (I'll call her Francesca) to get ready for Prom; Put our hair in curlers, do facials, paint our nails. Whatever.
Rachelle and Francesca thought it would be fun to watch a scary movie and so, at their request, I brought over The Shining.
In all, six of us stayed the night at Francesca's house. And at first, we had a lot of fun. Things got weird right after I put in the movie, approximately nine o'clock. That's when I suddenly got incredibly tired, all of a sudden. This is weird because I was the night owl in the group. I was the one who stayed up the latest, every time we had a sleepover. So yeah, me falling asleep around nine at night was odd, to say the least. The weirdest part is I passed out on a wood floor, in front of the fireplace. Apparently I was curled up like a cat. What happened next is hard to describe since I wasn't necessarily conscious most of that time. The story I'm about to tell you was pieced together through what I can remember and the little Rachelle told me, and what I eventually got Francesca to tell me (two years after the fact).
About halfway through the movie Francesca and Rachelle found that they were the only ones still wide awake. They were giving themselves French manicures and not even paying attention to the movie. I guess they were just talking. One of them commented on how weird it was that I had passed out so early and then the other mentioned that it was weird that everyone else was already asleep too. And, the way Francesca put it, out of nowhere Francesca felt like someone was watching them. Rachelle turned to Francesca and, out of nowhere, asked if she (Francesca) 'knew how to cast out evil spirits, just in case'.
Obviously this is an odd question, for anyone to ask 'just in case', but Rachelle asked it. Francesca, coming from a religious background, said that yes, she knew how. She told Rachelle that in Jesus' name you demand the spirit to leave. Apparently that reassured Rachelle and she continued to paint her nails. Francesca felt more uneasy after that; the feeling of dread only growing stronger. This is when I started to wake up.
What I remember is waking up feeling really frightened - no, not just frightened, I was completely terrified. I heard Rachelle and Francesca talking to me, saying "Leia, what are you doing?" and they were giggling as if I was doing something funny, and it was their talking and their laughter that woke me up. Since I was in the fetal position on the floor I got up on all fours. Before I could get up on my feet, or even open my eyes, that feeling of dread - complete evil - surrounded me. I was drowning in it. And so, with my eyes still closed, I quickly crawled across the room over to where I - strangely enough - knew where Francesca and Rachelle were. Halfway there I started emitting a very loud, high-pitched squeal, that, even I knew wasn't natural sounding. I remember reaching the couch but after that I lost time. What I mean is, I don't know what happened for a period of time.
When I gain awareness, I'm sitting on the couch Francesca and Rachelle were sitting on. I'm sitting up with a freakishly unnatural posture (I've never had good posture, particularly when I'm sitting) at one end of the couch. Francesca and Rachelle are huddled together at the other end of the couch, both obviously horrified. Both of them are looking at me as if I'm some sort of monster. At the time I was thinking something scary was right behind me, so I tried to scoot closer to them since I was scared. I remember Rachelle lurching away from me and huddling in close to Francesca, sort of screaming. I lose time again.
The next thing I remember is standing by the other end of the couch - the side Rachelle and Francesca were huddled previously - and I'm looking down at the two of them still huddled together, but on the opposite end of the couch (so it's sort of like I switched places with them). Rachelle is turned away from me, huddled into Francesca and shaking. Francesca is looking right at me, but not in the eyes.
I may or may not have said something to them - I really can't remember. The point is, something happened to make Francesca try to meet my gaze and ask, "Leia? Are you there? Leia?"
I don't remember responding, but I must have since Francesca proceeded to peel Rachelle off of her then got up and walked over to me. She stood right in front of me, studying me, as if she was trying to find some indication everything is alright. She even touched my face, trying to get me to open my eyes wider. And the last thing I remember is her face right in front of mine saying, "Leia?"
The next morning I woke to an unnerving silence. And I was laying on the couch (the same one my friends where huddled on the night before) covered with blankets, with a pillow under my head. Francesca and Rochelle are no where in sight. The other girls that were at the party are all still asleep.
I felt... To this day I really can't explain it, but I guess the best way to describe how I felt would be peaceful. But see, that isn't the right description, exactly. I was still really terrified, but I felt like everything was okay. I don't know...
Francesca and Rachelle ended up sleeping in Francesca's room on the second floor.
Because I knew some weird crap went down, and that I was involved somehow, I pretty much left as soon as I could. I was freaked out, and I didn't want to talk about it with anyone. Later that night, however, me, Francesca, Rachelle and one of the other girls that was at the party the night before, were in the bathroom together (freshening up for our prom dates or whatever) and talking.
By that time I had convinced myself that it was all just a weird nightmare, but I just needed to make sure, so I asked them what happened the night before. Francesca and Rachelle look at each other and then at me and then Francesca asked me why I was crawling around on the floor like a cat - kind of a graceful kitty-type crawl and stretching, they said - and why did I suddenly scream and crawl towards them. I told them I don't remember crawling or stretching like a cat - just regular crawling - and that I didn't know why I was even doing that to begin with. I told them that it was their talking to me and giggling that woke me up, though.
When I said that, Rachelle and Francesca looked at each other again, confused expressions on their faces. Then Rachelle asked, "What do you mean?" And I told her that I heard them talking to me, saying stuff like, "Leia? What are you doing?" and giggling, a lot. Rachelle's face went white and Francesca said "We didn't say anything to you. Nothing at all, at least not at that point. And we definitely didn't giggle." At that, we all ran out of the bathroom needing to be around other people.
We didn't really speak about it again after that. What I mean is, I did attempt to bring it up a couple of times, and so did some of the other girls who slept through the whole ordeal, but Francesca and Rachelle just flat-out refused to talk about it.
At the end of the school year, Francesca and I graduated and Rachelle went back to Canada. We stayed in contact with Rachelle for a few years but she eventually disappeared off the radar.
It wasn't until a few years later - almost three to be exact - that I was finally able to get Francesca to talk about it. She was crying the whole time, totally freaked out. Other then my memory of them giggling and talking to me, Francesca totally confirmed the parts I just shared. She also said it felt like a spell was on her house that night, that there was no other explanation for all that happened.
First off, her parents were extremely light sleepers and she said that she didn't understand why my screaming didn't wake them up, because it really was insanely loud. But she also didn't understand why any of the other girls didn't wake up. They were right there in the room with us, sleeping like the dead.
She said that I was acting strangely for hours, doing really weird things. She said that I was me, but obviously not me. And she said that I wasn't sleepwalking (and anyway, we've been friends since we were ten, so she knew that I don't sleep walk, let alone go to sleep early at any sleepover party).
She said that there was a feeling of evil in that room, while I was acting strangely. She said that things, like picture frames, were falling off shelves by themselves.
That's all I could get out of her. She said she was purposely being vague about what happened exactly because she said she didn't want to invite evil spirits by talking about it too much. She hasn't talked about it since. Nor, do I think she ever will again.
What do I think happened? Possible possession? I guess. But you see, nothing like that has happened to me since. Not entirely - I mean, there was a period in my life (for three or four years following this incident) when I had really hideous (demonic) nightmares but I don't have them anymore. And anyway, how would such a thing happen - the possible possession, I mean. We didn't mess with things that shouldn't be messed with. And I've only played with a Ouija board once in my life (when I was thirteen. And no, nothing super evil/totally freaky had happened to me between the time I was thirteen and seventeen). I wonder if Rachelle's presence had anything to do with what happened to me. Like maybe she was messing with stuff that she shouldn't have and it somehow attacked me? Is that even possible? Does anyone know?
Please, I really want to understand what happened to me and I'd like some answers. Thank you.
Sent in by Leia, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
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Monday, September 22, 2014
A Hotel Haunting Or So I Think
It was a school trip and we all had to stay in a hotel. We were all so excited. We only spent one night there, but the night felt like 3 nights.
"Come on children, off too bed!" the teacher yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Then, in the middle of the night, "Help!" I heard screaming and crying. "What the in the world was that?" me and my friend, Jordan, stepped outside of our room, nearly the whole year was outside, all crying. The teacher came up and told us to get back to bed. then again, we heard tapping on the doors and windows. But the weird thing was, all the doors were acting weird, opening then shutting. I starting screaming. Then the windows were tapping and then my friends bed sheet got pulled off. "What the..?" He yelled then I passed out. I woke up, walked into the dining area. Everyone was there. All stained with tears and bags under their eyes. I sat down with my friends. "What was going on last night?" "I don't know, but I'm sure our room had the worst." My best friend, Rebecca said " We heard banging on our walls, and the radiator was making weird noises, as if someone was tapping on it with a pen or something and we had a bookshelf in our room. And all the books fell down. We were going to sleep in the hall way."
Ever since, (3 years ago) I have been fascinated in ghosts and been reading books about them, visiting haunted houses. Even when I do pee myself with fear when I visit a haunted house, its still so much fun!
Written By Jack 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/ all rights reserved
"Come on children, off too bed!" the teacher yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Then, in the middle of the night, "Help!" I heard screaming and crying. "What the in the world was that?" me and my friend, Jordan, stepped outside of our room, nearly the whole year was outside, all crying. The teacher came up and told us to get back to bed. then again, we heard tapping on the doors and windows. But the weird thing was, all the doors were acting weird, opening then shutting. I starting screaming. Then the windows were tapping and then my friends bed sheet got pulled off. "What the..?" He yelled then I passed out. I woke up, walked into the dining area. Everyone was there. All stained with tears and bags under their eyes. I sat down with my friends. "What was going on last night?" "I don't know, but I'm sure our room had the worst." My best friend, Rebecca said " We heard banging on our walls, and the radiator was making weird noises, as if someone was tapping on it with a pen or something and we had a bookshelf in our room. And all the books fell down. We were going to sleep in the hall way."
Ever since, (3 years ago) I have been fascinated in ghosts and been reading books about them, visiting haunted houses. Even when I do pee myself with fear when I visit a haunted house, its still so much fun!
Written By Jack 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/ all rights reserved
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Don't Even Whisper Bloody Mary!
A couple Internet friends and I were telling stories on December 22 2009, and one of them got this super long Bloody Mary story. The suspense and terror was nearly enough to kill me! I love scary stories so I decided to whisper it as I read it to make even more scary.
I got to the point where the characters in the story said "Bloody Mary" 6 times, I imagined my self spinning every time they said the name. About 10 minutes later I had this sensation that something was on my head, I figured it was just my headband. Then I thought " Wait, didn't I just take that headband off?" Then I felt something wet and warm dripping down my head and piercing pain. This was not a fun scary, this was terrible!
I spun my head around to see that a green fog/haze seemed to be lurking behind me. I tried to scream but it seemed as if I couldn't. I looked back at my screen only to find that every thing was black except one little Verizon wireless ad...
It felt like something was pulling me towards the add, like I had to look at it for one more second - maybe another, or another. Then the ad went away, I expected it to come back and start again but it didn't. I stared at the white rectangle in the right side of my black screen for what seemed like hours. Then the ad turned black again, but in the middle of the dark ad was a lady. She had blond hair with silver streaks, she seemed pretty until I saw her eyes. Her eyes were bloody holes that seemed to be stretched wide in fear. Suddenly she opened her mouth like she was screaming, but no sound came out. Then as soon as her mouth opened I heard a woman laughing, a male violent laughter. In the black screen I saw The same lady standing over me. She held a bloody knife and the "me" she was standing over was dead with the eyes clawed out.
Too scared to turn around I shut down the computer and closed my eyes. I had no religion to turn to, no prayers to say. I was stranded with my eyes closed and some lady with a knife above me. As soon as I closed my eyes all the glass is my room shattered making horrible noises as if they were being round together.
I sat there in my chair until my mom came in, she prodded me in a joking way as if to see if I was still alive. She must have thought I was asleep because she walked out.
When I finally gathered enough courage to open my eyes I found that the glass had not shattered and that the computer was back to normal showing its start up safari page, and the many email my friends had sent asking me what happened. It turns out I had been staring at the blank ad for hours.
Over the past days I have been working on trying get rid of my habit of reading aloud, my lips were pressed together in a thin line the whole time I was writing this.
I hope that none of you ever read a Bloody Mary story aloud, it will not result in good. This IS a true story.
Sent in by Clair, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
I got to the point where the characters in the story said "Bloody Mary" 6 times, I imagined my self spinning every time they said the name. About 10 minutes later I had this sensation that something was on my head, I figured it was just my headband. Then I thought " Wait, didn't I just take that headband off?" Then I felt something wet and warm dripping down my head and piercing pain. This was not a fun scary, this was terrible!
I spun my head around to see that a green fog/haze seemed to be lurking behind me. I tried to scream but it seemed as if I couldn't. I looked back at my screen only to find that every thing was black except one little Verizon wireless ad...
It felt like something was pulling me towards the add, like I had to look at it for one more second - maybe another, or another. Then the ad went away, I expected it to come back and start again but it didn't. I stared at the white rectangle in the right side of my black screen for what seemed like hours. Then the ad turned black again, but in the middle of the dark ad was a lady. She had blond hair with silver streaks, she seemed pretty until I saw her eyes. Her eyes were bloody holes that seemed to be stretched wide in fear. Suddenly she opened her mouth like she was screaming, but no sound came out. Then as soon as her mouth opened I heard a woman laughing, a male violent laughter. In the black screen I saw The same lady standing over me. She held a bloody knife and the "me" she was standing over was dead with the eyes clawed out.
Too scared to turn around I shut down the computer and closed my eyes. I had no religion to turn to, no prayers to say. I was stranded with my eyes closed and some lady with a knife above me. As soon as I closed my eyes all the glass is my room shattered making horrible noises as if they were being round together.
I sat there in my chair until my mom came in, she prodded me in a joking way as if to see if I was still alive. She must have thought I was asleep because she walked out.
When I finally gathered enough courage to open my eyes I found that the glass had not shattered and that the computer was back to normal showing its start up safari page, and the many email my friends had sent asking me what happened. It turns out I had been staring at the blank ad for hours.
Over the past days I have been working on trying get rid of my habit of reading aloud, my lips were pressed together in a thin line the whole time I was writing this.
I hope that none of you ever read a Bloody Mary story aloud, it will not result in good. This IS a true story.
Sent in by Clair, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Saturday, September 20, 2014
I am being Watched and Followed
I never really thought something would come to haunt me. But, I guess you never really always get what you want. I especially didn't want this.
I always feel like I'm being watched. Better yet, I know I'm being watched. I can feel it everywhere I go. I can't go to sleep at night without feeling uncomfortable, like I'm being watched. I'm not sure if this thing is nice or evil, but no matter what it is, I want it to go away. This thing does not hurt me, but it lets me know that it's here.
My first experience was when I was with my friend. This experience happened at my grandparents house, a couple of months ago. Actually, I am back, and I'm in the room that this happened in.
One day my friend and I were on my laptop, which I am on now. All of a sudden, my cell phone, which was next to the computer, started going through and playing all my ring tones. My friend and I freaked out, and ran out of my room. When we calmed down, we went back in, and my cell phone was right where we left it, except it was turned around. I'm not sure how to explain that, but it scared me.
My second experience was in the room I am in right now. This experience happened a couple days after my first. I was sitting in a chair, on my laptop when these things hanging in front of my door started moving by themselves. They just started swooshing back and forth. I just sat there, staring at it. I was so scared, I didn't know what to do. The swooshing stopped, and I calmed down. The swooshing could not have been caused by an air vent, because there is none in the area. I don't know what it was, but I think y'all do.
My third experience was a picture. I was in Colonial Williamsburg on their Tavern Ghost walk. We were walking on the street when my Nana wanted to take a picture. I was up front with the tour guide, holding the lantern, with a candle in it, while my Nana was in back. My Nana pulled out her cell phone and took a picture of me and the tour guide lady. The picture didn't turn out at all like it was supposed to. On the picture, it was black, and the only non black spots were the candle light, which was blurred along the picture. My nana showed this to the tour guide and the guide said on the street where my nana took the picture, a girl was run over by a carriage and killed, right on the spot my nana took the picture on.
My fourth experience. I was in my home in Oklahoma. It was around 12:30am and everyone else in the house was sleeping. I was awake, on my computer, when I heard a TV or radio being turned on. Thinking somebody couldn't sleep, I didn't think much about it, and went back to my book on my computer. Around 1am, I decided I wanted to go to sleep. I walked out of my room to see who was up when I noticed nobody was up, but something was turned on. I realized that the radio was on. It had come on by itself. I got my dad to turn it off cause I was scared. He turned it off, and said that my 2 year old sister might have accidentally set the alarm. The thing was, the radio was too high for her to reach. No one would set the alarm on it, cause the radio is an antique sort of. I went to bed. I was about to fall asleep when I noticed a noise. I sat up in my bed, and saw the freakiest thing ever. I saw that my bathroom door was closing itself! I sat there in shock, when the door started to open itself!
Let's just say it took me awhile to go to sleep that night.
I know my stories do not explain that something is following me, but I have had much more experiences than what I wrote down. I need y'all to tell me what to do, cause I have no idea. Thanks for reading.
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I always feel like I'm being watched. Better yet, I know I'm being watched. I can feel it everywhere I go. I can't go to sleep at night without feeling uncomfortable, like I'm being watched. I'm not sure if this thing is nice or evil, but no matter what it is, I want it to go away. This thing does not hurt me, but it lets me know that it's here.
My first experience was when I was with my friend. This experience happened at my grandparents house, a couple of months ago. Actually, I am back, and I'm in the room that this happened in.
One day my friend and I were on my laptop, which I am on now. All of a sudden, my cell phone, which was next to the computer, started going through and playing all my ring tones. My friend and I freaked out, and ran out of my room. When we calmed down, we went back in, and my cell phone was right where we left it, except it was turned around. I'm not sure how to explain that, but it scared me.
My second experience was in the room I am in right now. This experience happened a couple days after my first. I was sitting in a chair, on my laptop when these things hanging in front of my door started moving by themselves. They just started swooshing back and forth. I just sat there, staring at it. I was so scared, I didn't know what to do. The swooshing stopped, and I calmed down. The swooshing could not have been caused by an air vent, because there is none in the area. I don't know what it was, but I think y'all do.
My third experience was a picture. I was in Colonial Williamsburg on their Tavern Ghost walk. We were walking on the street when my Nana wanted to take a picture. I was up front with the tour guide, holding the lantern, with a candle in it, while my Nana was in back. My Nana pulled out her cell phone and took a picture of me and the tour guide lady. The picture didn't turn out at all like it was supposed to. On the picture, it was black, and the only non black spots were the candle light, which was blurred along the picture. My nana showed this to the tour guide and the guide said on the street where my nana took the picture, a girl was run over by a carriage and killed, right on the spot my nana took the picture on.
My fourth experience. I was in my home in Oklahoma. It was around 12:30am and everyone else in the house was sleeping. I was awake, on my computer, when I heard a TV or radio being turned on. Thinking somebody couldn't sleep, I didn't think much about it, and went back to my book on my computer. Around 1am, I decided I wanted to go to sleep. I walked out of my room to see who was up when I noticed nobody was up, but something was turned on. I realized that the radio was on. It had come on by itself. I got my dad to turn it off cause I was scared. He turned it off, and said that my 2 year old sister might have accidentally set the alarm. The thing was, the radio was too high for her to reach. No one would set the alarm on it, cause the radio is an antique sort of. I went to bed. I was about to fall asleep when I noticed a noise. I sat up in my bed, and saw the freakiest thing ever. I saw that my bathroom door was closing itself! I sat there in shock, when the door started to open itself!
Let's just say it took me awhile to go to sleep that night.
I know my stories do not explain that something is following me, but I have had much more experiences than what I wrote down. I need y'all to tell me what to do, cause I have no idea. Thanks for reading.
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Friday, September 19, 2014
Some Thing In The Woods
Well my story takes place in northern Manitoba in a little reserve called Norway house. It was just an ordinary day out with my friends at first we were skateboarding and got bored so we got some hot dogs and had a wiener roast. It was just me, Melissa, Heather, Brain, Greg, Travis, Jordan, and Marissa.
It was spring and there was three feet of snow left but it was still chilly and cold out. We were hanging out on a rock behind a few trees so people would not see us to much or bother us in any way. The rock we were on was beside a river.
Well after we had hot dogs we sat around on this rock. Just hanging out playing on the ice. After a while it got dark out but we stayed anyways just to hang out alittle longer. But one of my friends, Brain had to go home because he was not aloud to stay out late because of his grandpa, so he went home. A few hours later when things started to happen it was around 10pm.
At first it was lights moving all over the place, so we got freaked out and decided to leave. We put out the fire and started our walk through the woods. Once we finally came to the road Jordan,Melissa,and Greg forgot the skateboards so Jordan and Greg left to get them. We told them that we will wait on the rock that was close to the road. A little while later we felt like we were being watched and it was hard to breath then Jordan and Greg started yelling for us to met them in the middle so Melissa and Travis went and left me and Marissa there.
Five minutes later my sister and cousin showed up looking for us. We got kind of annoyed because the other group didn't show up yet so I called Melissa and asked where they were and she told me they were on the trail coming to us so I said ok and hung up. A few minutes later we started walking on the trail to meet them but didn't meet up with them then all of a sudden Greg came running up the hill looking freaked out of his mind and he was scared of us and ran away.
Then as soon as he was far off something started throwing sticks and rocks at us at first we thought it was the other group so we started yelling at them to stop at that same moment Melissa phoned me and asked where we were so I told her and asked where she was and she told she was at the road and I could hear everyone in the background laughing and yelling and yet these objects were still being thrown so we got all freaked out and I told Melissa what was going on so they said to stay on the trail that they were coming to meet us and to see what was going on.
Before she hung up I asked her if Greg was with her and she said yes why? But I asked if he left her at all and she answered no so I said ok just get out of here now!
And we all just ran but some how we all got split up and I was alone. So I tried to find a trail out of the woods then Greg appeared so I asked where everyone is and he told me they were all waiting for us at the rock so I said ok lets go then he just stood there looking at me all strange then out of no where he screamed and ran away. That terrified me so I kept walking and yelling for anyone to help me. Suddenly two weird looking things came in front of me and moved around in the weirdest way making whispering sounds to each other.
Written by Jessica Menow, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
It was spring and there was three feet of snow left but it was still chilly and cold out. We were hanging out on a rock behind a few trees so people would not see us to much or bother us in any way. The rock we were on was beside a river.
Well after we had hot dogs we sat around on this rock. Just hanging out playing on the ice. After a while it got dark out but we stayed anyways just to hang out alittle longer. But one of my friends, Brain had to go home because he was not aloud to stay out late because of his grandpa, so he went home. A few hours later when things started to happen it was around 10pm.
At first it was lights moving all over the place, so we got freaked out and decided to leave. We put out the fire and started our walk through the woods. Once we finally came to the road Jordan,Melissa,and Greg forgot the skateboards so Jordan and Greg left to get them. We told them that we will wait on the rock that was close to the road. A little while later we felt like we were being watched and it was hard to breath then Jordan and Greg started yelling for us to met them in the middle so Melissa and Travis went and left me and Marissa there.
Five minutes later my sister and cousin showed up looking for us. We got kind of annoyed because the other group didn't show up yet so I called Melissa and asked where they were and she told me they were on the trail coming to us so I said ok and hung up. A few minutes later we started walking on the trail to meet them but didn't meet up with them then all of a sudden Greg came running up the hill looking freaked out of his mind and he was scared of us and ran away.
Then as soon as he was far off something started throwing sticks and rocks at us at first we thought it was the other group so we started yelling at them to stop at that same moment Melissa phoned me and asked where we were so I told her and asked where she was and she told she was at the road and I could hear everyone in the background laughing and yelling and yet these objects were still being thrown so we got all freaked out and I told Melissa what was going on so they said to stay on the trail that they were coming to meet us and to see what was going on.
Before she hung up I asked her if Greg was with her and she said yes why? But I asked if he left her at all and she answered no so I said ok just get out of here now!
And we all just ran but some how we all got split up and I was alone. So I tried to find a trail out of the woods then Greg appeared so I asked where everyone is and he told me they were all waiting for us at the rock so I said ok lets go then he just stood there looking at me all strange then out of no where he screamed and ran away. That terrified me so I kept walking and yelling for anyone to help me. Suddenly two weird looking things came in front of me and moved around in the weirdest way making whispering sounds to each other.
Written by Jessica Menow, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Thursday, September 18, 2014
The Cries That I Hear In My House
About 7 months ago me and my ex got into a really bad argument and I would cry, and I'd try to constantly get him to forgive me. For what? I had no idea. All I knew was he was mad at me. He was my best friend ever, and I swore if we were ever friends again I would never go back out with him.
So now we're friends again. And before we fought he would come over and we would hang out under a small section that almost looked like a house without walls. It had a swinging bench and our friend Justin would put a chair on top of the table and sit on it. Now Keep in mind neither of them are dead. They're very much alive. When me and Johnny were fighting I would sit on the bench and wait for him to come back. Sometimes I saw him perfectly clear next to me. But he didn't say anything. So I started staying in my room more. I would cry myself to sleep sometimes.
I finally calmed down about 4 months into the fights. And I wouldn't cry anymore. But I was angrier than ever. I would sit in my room and stare at the floor. One night I heard someone calling my name in Johnny's voice. I thought he was outside, so I went outside to check. I saw him sitting on the chair that was on top of the table. It was around 6 in the morning though. I knew for a fact he never got up so early. But aside from that, why was he here? I walked over to sit by him and when I looked back up he was gone. About a month later I went to school and there he was standing. Me and Justin were joking around. Now, Justin was mine and Johnny's best friend. So we had to "Share" or something like that. So he stayed his distance around me and Justin. He called my name to get my attention though. I didn't know if I should trust him, or even believe it was him. He started crying though and he said how sorry he was. And he said that he tried to get me to come outside about 2 months ago but my mom told him to never try to come back again. I instantly hugged him and told him everything that happened.
He didn't let go of me, but I knew he thought I was crazy. I told him how I saw him everyday, and I heard his voice. How I cried for months. He told me it was his dream. He was always there questioning if he should come back. Later that night I heard crying while I was home alone. It made an echo noise almost, so I went outside to look around everywhere. I went to Justin's house asking if everything was okay, and did the same to my other friend's house Lizzie. They both said everything was fine. So I went back home. I heard people talking. I checked all the TVs, the phones, computers, and the radio. All was off. I heard it through the whole house. So I started checking closets, then the vents. I could hear people crying in the vents. I asked who was there. (None of this really surprises me anymore, I've lived in so many haunted houses.)
Nothing has happened since that day it was the last thing that's happened that I could connect to this story. I think it might have made me a little crazy. Or it could have just been a great obsession. Who knows, I just want an answer from someone who wont turn me into a Mental Hospital.
Written by Jessica Menow, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
So now we're friends again. And before we fought he would come over and we would hang out under a small section that almost looked like a house without walls. It had a swinging bench and our friend Justin would put a chair on top of the table and sit on it. Now Keep in mind neither of them are dead. They're very much alive. When me and Johnny were fighting I would sit on the bench and wait for him to come back. Sometimes I saw him perfectly clear next to me. But he didn't say anything. So I started staying in my room more. I would cry myself to sleep sometimes.
I finally calmed down about 4 months into the fights. And I wouldn't cry anymore. But I was angrier than ever. I would sit in my room and stare at the floor. One night I heard someone calling my name in Johnny's voice. I thought he was outside, so I went outside to check. I saw him sitting on the chair that was on top of the table. It was around 6 in the morning though. I knew for a fact he never got up so early. But aside from that, why was he here? I walked over to sit by him and when I looked back up he was gone. About a month later I went to school and there he was standing. Me and Justin were joking around. Now, Justin was mine and Johnny's best friend. So we had to "Share" or something like that. So he stayed his distance around me and Justin. He called my name to get my attention though. I didn't know if I should trust him, or even believe it was him. He started crying though and he said how sorry he was. And he said that he tried to get me to come outside about 2 months ago but my mom told him to never try to come back again. I instantly hugged him and told him everything that happened.
He didn't let go of me, but I knew he thought I was crazy. I told him how I saw him everyday, and I heard his voice. How I cried for months. He told me it was his dream. He was always there questioning if he should come back. Later that night I heard crying while I was home alone. It made an echo noise almost, so I went outside to look around everywhere. I went to Justin's house asking if everything was okay, and did the same to my other friend's house Lizzie. They both said everything was fine. So I went back home. I heard people talking. I checked all the TVs, the phones, computers, and the radio. All was off. I heard it through the whole house. So I started checking closets, then the vents. I could hear people crying in the vents. I asked who was there. (None of this really surprises me anymore, I've lived in so many haunted houses.)
Nothing has happened since that day it was the last thing that's happened that I could connect to this story. I think it might have made me a little crazy. Or it could have just been a great obsession. Who knows, I just want an answer from someone who wont turn me into a Mental Hospital.
Written by Jessica Menow, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
The Old Man
I believe I was 12 when this happened. I always lived in the same house, the same neighborhood. My mom and I were sleeping in the same room (that night I was scared because I had a bad nightmare) all of a sudden we hear a knock on the door. It was 3:00 am, I said to myself ,"Who would be knocking on the door at this hour?" So I got up with my mom to see who it was.
My mom opened the door and we both saw a 55 year old man, he had some hair and he was clean shaven. The old man said, "Sorry to bother you at this hour but can I stay here for a couple of weeks?" My mom said, "Why?" The old man said, "I was in a crash two hours ago and my home is very far." So my mom accepted his request and showed him where the bathroom was and lucky for us we had a guest room. So we gave him a blanket and a pillow. The old man said, "Thank you, both of you." He gave my mom and I a hug and we went to sleep.
The next day we woke up and we made some coffee for the old man who has not awake yet. Suddenly we hear knocking on the door. There standing outside our door was my mom's friend (Who lived somewhat close to us). My mom's friend had said that there was a car accident near his house and that he saw an old man and a woman so he went to check up on them. The young woman was fine but the old man had no sign of life (no heartbeat, not breathing). So he called the police and when the police arrived they told him to go home. My mom and I looked at each other and my mom says, "Honey can you go check the guest room for me." So I ran to the room and no one was there, everything was neatly folded and there was no sign of him.
Another time when I saw the old man was when I was walking to the store (which was across the street) to get some milk for my mom. When I was in the store I saw the old man, he had a gallon of milk in his hands and he walked up to me and said, "here." I got scared and went to the cashier and gave him the money. As I was walking down the street a truck was coming at me (I think the truck driver did not seem to notice me at that time) someone grabbed me and took me to the other side of the sidewalk. When I looked up there was the old man and he said to me, "Hey you better be careful next time." He gave me a hug and he smiled at me. When I got back I told my mom the whole story and she was not surprised she saw the whole thing.
Sent in by John, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
My mom opened the door and we both saw a 55 year old man, he had some hair and he was clean shaven. The old man said, "Sorry to bother you at this hour but can I stay here for a couple of weeks?" My mom said, "Why?" The old man said, "I was in a crash two hours ago and my home is very far." So my mom accepted his request and showed him where the bathroom was and lucky for us we had a guest room. So we gave him a blanket and a pillow. The old man said, "Thank you, both of you." He gave my mom and I a hug and we went to sleep.
The next day we woke up and we made some coffee for the old man who has not awake yet. Suddenly we hear knocking on the door. There standing outside our door was my mom's friend (Who lived somewhat close to us). My mom's friend had said that there was a car accident near his house and that he saw an old man and a woman so he went to check up on them. The young woman was fine but the old man had no sign of life (no heartbeat, not breathing). So he called the police and when the police arrived they told him to go home. My mom and I looked at each other and my mom says, "Honey can you go check the guest room for me." So I ran to the room and no one was there, everything was neatly folded and there was no sign of him.
Another time when I saw the old man was when I was walking to the store (which was across the street) to get some milk for my mom. When I was in the store I saw the old man, he had a gallon of milk in his hands and he walked up to me and said, "here." I got scared and went to the cashier and gave him the money. As I was walking down the street a truck was coming at me (I think the truck driver did not seem to notice me at that time) someone grabbed me and took me to the other side of the sidewalk. When I looked up there was the old man and he said to me, "Hey you better be careful next time." He gave me a hug and he smiled at me. When I got back I told my mom the whole story and she was not surprised she saw the whole thing.
Sent in by John, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
My Strange Dream About My Late uncle
My uncle has passed away on June 2, 2008. He was like my best friend and I was hurt for his absence in my life now. When I was at his funeral I was hurt and sad. I told him in a low sad voice that sounded like I had a knot in my throat (which I did) I told him, "you promised me you was going to be here for me no matter what when I needed you, and I need you right now."
After that I let out the tears I was holding back. I felt like he was there right beside me I wanted him to break open the coffin and say he was alive but I knew deep down that wasn't going to happen.
Days later it was his birthday, June 22nd. We went to the cemetery and everyone in my family had an orange or black balloon (orange was his favorite color) and we all wrote messages on it and let them go saying happy birthday. I cried as I let mine go. I am now crying as I type this. He was my favorite uncle and I loved him very much. He was always there for me.
Well I never really believed about life after death but somehow I do now. I had a dream of him one night and I woke up with tears running down my face. My dream was of him down in the basement of my grandmas house (which there is no basement there) so I am confused but I am positive it was my grandmas house.
Well my grandmother sent me to get some warm water from downstairs and I begged her not to send me. But she still did and she gave me a lit candle and a bucket. (I still don't understand my dream) but I still begged her not to send me down there she said why. I told her because my uncle is down there and he tries to pull me down the stairs with him. She didn't believe me and I went down there crying and there he was waiting and trying to grab me by my legs. I couldn't go down there. I awoke from my dream and I questioned my dream to my self. perhaps he needed to tell me something but I don't know.
Written by Nezza, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
After that I let out the tears I was holding back. I felt like he was there right beside me I wanted him to break open the coffin and say he was alive but I knew deep down that wasn't going to happen.
Days later it was his birthday, June 22nd. We went to the cemetery and everyone in my family had an orange or black balloon (orange was his favorite color) and we all wrote messages on it and let them go saying happy birthday. I cried as I let mine go. I am now crying as I type this. He was my favorite uncle and I loved him very much. He was always there for me.
Well I never really believed about life after death but somehow I do now. I had a dream of him one night and I woke up with tears running down my face. My dream was of him down in the basement of my grandmas house (which there is no basement there) so I am confused but I am positive it was my grandmas house.
Well my grandmother sent me to get some warm water from downstairs and I begged her not to send me. But she still did and she gave me a lit candle and a bucket. (I still don't understand my dream) but I still begged her not to send me down there she said why. I told her because my uncle is down there and he tries to pull me down the stairs with him. She didn't believe me and I went down there crying and there he was waiting and trying to grab me by my legs. I couldn't go down there. I awoke from my dream and I questioned my dream to my self. perhaps he needed to tell me something but I don't know.
Written by Nezza, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Monday, September 15, 2014
My friends Haunting story
I was fifteen and I had one really good friend. Her name was Kesha. We'd been good friends since we were in nursery and then we were living in a hotel with my parents as her parents had passed away.
One night me and Kesha went to bed at about 9:30 because we were really tired. It was midnight now and I was fast asleep when I got woke up by Kesha screaming. I asked what the matter was. She said she was having a nightmare of her parents coming to haunt her in the night. She really didn't get on with her parents as they used to be nasty to her. So I got out of bed and turned the light on. Kesha was now shaking and she went pale. She started to cry. So I went and fetched my mum and dad.
When we returned into the room we saw Kesha. She was rolling around on the floor. We asked her what she was doing. She didn't reply so my mum called the ambulance. When the ambulance arrived they said it might not be anything we could sort out. My dad asked them what they were on about. They said they were talking about calling a medium.
The next day we went to see a medium and she said that Kesha was being paralyzed by her parents in her dreams and she would have to sleep with a little lamp by her bed. The following night we did as the medium had said to do but it didn't work at all. In fact Kesha wasn't paralyzed in her dreams it was for real. I was exhausted so I had my ear plugs in and my night mask on so I couldn't hear or see anything.
The next morning Kesha had told us that she had a nightmare again. She told us all about it that she heard some talking in the night so she opened her eyes and there stood two ghostly figures. She started to scream but the shadows wouldn't let her. She said the male like figure put his hand over her mouth to stop her screaming while the female like figure grabbed one arm and one leg and started to pull her out of bed.
While me and Kesha were getting dressed I noticed a couple of bruises on her body. I asked her where they were from. She said she didn't know and both me and Kesha had never seen them on her before.
We see now that that night was actually real but Kesha thought it was just a bad dream as all the others she's had.
Written by Miley Gladwin, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Ghost Girl in My Bedroom
Moving into our new home in California was so exiting because I used to live in England and never flew on a plane in my life. I thought it would be brilliant hitting the hot air. My mother loved this house in California and it was amazing my auntie from over there sent a picture of the house that was on sale and nobody lived in the house for years so we thought well its a 3 floor mansion with 8 bedrooms so we thought lets go for it.
Well we got off the plane and we got right outside of this gorgeous house. I couldn't believe my very eyes when I saw this house it was beautiful until I thought so the house looked so friendly and very warmly outside until me, my mother and dad and sister took our first step into the house. It was so unpleasant, I didn't feel welcome one bit and I felt so sad. My mother looked at me and said, so what do you think and I said I'm not too sure but I should get used to it because I wasn't used to moving into a new house.
A week passed by and I just unpacked all of my stuff in my bedroom. It was in the afternoon, I sat on my bed exhausted. I was about to lie down for a nap until I felt a horrible breeze come over my legs. I thought well that's strange it was hot about two seconds ago but this breeze was like it was winter, it was very cold. I tucked myself in until I heard a whisper say ''leave my room.'' I jumped up looking around thinking it might be my sister playing pranks on me so I went to lie back down when this cold air just hit me even more. I got out of bed and went down stairs. My sister and mother were making the dinner. I looked and said to my sister ''Kayleigh were you just in my room being stupid whispering 'get out of my room' in a creepy voice?'' My mother said "no she was here all along with me." I said ''well that's weird I had this bad feeling that someone or something was watching me but I would try and ignore it."
One night, after a first night out with my new friends, I came in around 7:45 pm. After I came back from the pictures my mother and dad and sister were out on a meal and I had my own key by then. I came in my new house and sat down stairs watching TV for a while then I was tired, it was around 9:05 pm by then. I thought I should go to bed anyway. My parents and sister were due back at 10:00 pm. I walked up the stairs and all I heard were little foot steps running across the hall into my bedroom and bang my bedroom door shut. I screamed and stayed down stairs for about 10 minutes until my TV went off. I ran as fast as I could up the stairs into my bedroom and hid myself under the quilt until my parents and sister came in. Later I told them and they just ignored me and thought I was lying. They said I'm just scaring myself because I'm not used to our new home. Later that night I had a weird dream that I woke up in the middle of the night to find a little girl standing at the foot of my bed. She was a very cute little girl but she said to me "leave my room or I will kill you." I ran out of the house to never return again. I woke up and saw the little girl standing at the foot of my bed. You might think I am crazy but she said 'leave my house or I will kill you.' I ran to my mothers room to wake my mother and I slept on the floor next to the bed.
The next day my mother asked a physic to come over. The physic said he would come over on the Wednesday after school so on Wednesday he came, and straight when he entered the house he said "this girl doesn't like you." I asked, "Why?" He said, "because you live in her bedroom," he started to explain to me that she got murdered in the house of her dad and her mother got murdered too and she wont leave and she said things are going to get worse if you stay in that room. I looked at my dad and he had a shocked face. He said, "I woke up to go the bathroom and I saw a woman standing on the landing." He said, "I thought it might of been my mother but she said it wasn't. He went to look closer and this ghost disappeared. He said, "it might of been my imagination but I don't know."
That night I was furious and thought this little girl is not going to make me leave this house after I moved all the way over here, no chance! I started to try to get her angry which I shouldn't have done. My mother and dad went to my aunties to see if she was okay as she was feeling ill so it was only me and my sister left in the house. I started shouting leave my house! And I started shouting its my room and your not having. Then my sister ran into my bedroom and said what the are you shouting at and all of a sudden the door slammed. Me and my sister screamed, and this is the honest truth, we heard a lot of doors being slammed and foot steps running every where, and the window flew open. We ended up opening the door and ran out. We were crying because we were scared. We waited for our mother and father outside on the door step. It got so cold I went to the cupboard for our coats and all I heard was a little girls laugh like they were laughing at me. I turned round after I picked the coats up to see that little girl standing in our sitting room. I ran through the passage and outside.
Our parents came about 45 minutes later, it was 10:46 pm by this time. My mother was so shocked she started screaming and shouting why are you out at this time of night? We told her and she said she was getting sick of this. So the next day she went around to the church to get a priest to cleanse our house out and send the girl to the light. He came and we all sat there while he started to read from a page in the bible. He got the holy water and started putting it around the house to send the woman and the little girl away. He mostly read it in my room. The woman wasn't any bother, even now I never see her. I wouldn't realize there was a ghost in the house if it was just the woman. Anyway I just felt this big relief off my shoulders and felt so welcome in this home. I was so glad that the ghosts got sent to heaven or wherever.
To this day my mother and father still live in that house and I don't feel scared any more but that memory will always be stuck in the back of my head. At the same time I wish I never angered that ghost because it was the scariest thing ever.
Sent in by Elisha, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Well we got off the plane and we got right outside of this gorgeous house. I couldn't believe my very eyes when I saw this house it was beautiful until I thought so the house looked so friendly and very warmly outside until me, my mother and dad and sister took our first step into the house. It was so unpleasant, I didn't feel welcome one bit and I felt so sad. My mother looked at me and said, so what do you think and I said I'm not too sure but I should get used to it because I wasn't used to moving into a new house.
A week passed by and I just unpacked all of my stuff in my bedroom. It was in the afternoon, I sat on my bed exhausted. I was about to lie down for a nap until I felt a horrible breeze come over my legs. I thought well that's strange it was hot about two seconds ago but this breeze was like it was winter, it was very cold. I tucked myself in until I heard a whisper say ''leave my room.'' I jumped up looking around thinking it might be my sister playing pranks on me so I went to lie back down when this cold air just hit me even more. I got out of bed and went down stairs. My sister and mother were making the dinner. I looked and said to my sister ''Kayleigh were you just in my room being stupid whispering 'get out of my room' in a creepy voice?'' My mother said "no she was here all along with me." I said ''well that's weird I had this bad feeling that someone or something was watching me but I would try and ignore it."
One night, after a first night out with my new friends, I came in around 7:45 pm. After I came back from the pictures my mother and dad and sister were out on a meal and I had my own key by then. I came in my new house and sat down stairs watching TV for a while then I was tired, it was around 9:05 pm by then. I thought I should go to bed anyway. My parents and sister were due back at 10:00 pm. I walked up the stairs and all I heard were little foot steps running across the hall into my bedroom and bang my bedroom door shut. I screamed and stayed down stairs for about 10 minutes until my TV went off. I ran as fast as I could up the stairs into my bedroom and hid myself under the quilt until my parents and sister came in. Later I told them and they just ignored me and thought I was lying. They said I'm just scaring myself because I'm not used to our new home. Later that night I had a weird dream that I woke up in the middle of the night to find a little girl standing at the foot of my bed. She was a very cute little girl but she said to me "leave my room or I will kill you." I ran out of the house to never return again. I woke up and saw the little girl standing at the foot of my bed. You might think I am crazy but she said 'leave my house or I will kill you.' I ran to my mothers room to wake my mother and I slept on the floor next to the bed.
The next day my mother asked a physic to come over. The physic said he would come over on the Wednesday after school so on Wednesday he came, and straight when he entered the house he said "this girl doesn't like you." I asked, "Why?" He said, "because you live in her bedroom," he started to explain to me that she got murdered in the house of her dad and her mother got murdered too and she wont leave and she said things are going to get worse if you stay in that room. I looked at my dad and he had a shocked face. He said, "I woke up to go the bathroom and I saw a woman standing on the landing." He said, "I thought it might of been my mother but she said it wasn't. He went to look closer and this ghost disappeared. He said, "it might of been my imagination but I don't know."
That night I was furious and thought this little girl is not going to make me leave this house after I moved all the way over here, no chance! I started to try to get her angry which I shouldn't have done. My mother and dad went to my aunties to see if she was okay as she was feeling ill so it was only me and my sister left in the house. I started shouting leave my house! And I started shouting its my room and your not having. Then my sister ran into my bedroom and said what the are you shouting at and all of a sudden the door slammed. Me and my sister screamed, and this is the honest truth, we heard a lot of doors being slammed and foot steps running every where, and the window flew open. We ended up opening the door and ran out. We were crying because we were scared. We waited for our mother and father outside on the door step. It got so cold I went to the cupboard for our coats and all I heard was a little girls laugh like they were laughing at me. I turned round after I picked the coats up to see that little girl standing in our sitting room. I ran through the passage and outside.
Our parents came about 45 minutes later, it was 10:46 pm by this time. My mother was so shocked she started screaming and shouting why are you out at this time of night? We told her and she said she was getting sick of this. So the next day she went around to the church to get a priest to cleanse our house out and send the girl to the light. He came and we all sat there while he started to read from a page in the bible. He got the holy water and started putting it around the house to send the woman and the little girl away. He mostly read it in my room. The woman wasn't any bother, even now I never see her. I wouldn't realize there was a ghost in the house if it was just the woman. Anyway I just felt this big relief off my shoulders and felt so welcome in this home. I was so glad that the ghosts got sent to heaven or wherever.
To this day my mother and father still live in that house and I don't feel scared any more but that memory will always be stuck in the back of my head. At the same time I wish I never angered that ghost because it was the scariest thing ever.
Sent in by Elisha, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Saturday, September 13, 2014
My Experiences With the Ouija Board
After seeing the movie "Witch Board" I really didn't believe in the Ouija board. Years later I was at the store with my cousin and there was the Ouija board. I purchased it because I wanted to prove that it wasn't real. To me, it was just a toy made by a toy company. I asked the cashier, an old sweet woman, if she had ever played with it, she said "oh yes, dear, stay away, don't play with it." I laughed it off and bought it anyway.
My cousin and I were eager to get started. We put it on the table, turned the lights off and lit some candles. We asked if anyone was there and nothing happened. I got tired of waiting and said, I knew it wasn't real. I put it back in the box and tossed it in the closet.
Months later my brother, sister and a friend of ours were at my house. My friend Kelly found the board in the closet where it sat for months. She said lets play. I said don't waste your time, it doesn't work. She said, all excited... it does, lets play. My sister, Kelly and I put one finger lightly on the planchette. We asked if anyone was there and right away it moved slowly. I believed Kelly was moving it so I told her to get her finger off. I asked if anyone was there and it moved. I then believed my sister was moving it. I asked Kelly to put her finger back on the planchette, but very, very lightly. We were barely touching it when it started to move again, and it slid right from underneath our fingers. I knew then that they were not messing around with me.
I asked who was there and he said it was my grandfather. He had died almost ten years earlier in a car accident. I didn't believe him so I asked questions that only my sister and I would know. I still did not believe. So I asked him to spell my name. He spelled it alright, but my grandfather did not speak English and wouldn't know how to spell my name. When I told him that he was lying about being my grandfather I asked what his real name was, he spelled "Tete". I asked if he were a boy or girl. He said boy and that he was about six or seven years old... can't remember. I asked if he were in heaven, he said yes.
My brother sitting on the couch said that we are crazy and laughs. We told George to ask a question only he would know. George asks, where did I trip and how many times did I stumble. He spelled out, deck and three times. My brothers face turned pale. We played with it for weeks until late in the morning.
He predicted the past, present and future.
One night he got upset with us for some reason. We asked why he was upset and he said 'because no one is talking about me... it's all you, you, you. It was getting late and we were tired. My brother and Kelly were about to leave when he spelled out, "you're going to die." We freaked out. Everyone stayed at my house that night.
I was asleep in my bedroom and all of a sudden I heard every one screaming. I came out to see what was going on and I heard a loud thumping sound on my sliding door... like someone was punching it. We were too afraid to look out and see what was banging against it. We sat there frightened to death until it stopped. Well me being the 'tough girl' that I am, took the board and put it in the trunk of my car.
The next morning we went to my sisters pool and I remembered that it was still in my trunk. I got it out and we started messing with it again. I asked him where he slept the night before and he said, the trunk of your car. I could not believe it. He was really mad and cussed me out. That day I went to the store and told the cashier that I wanted to return it and don't want my money... just take it I said.
Weeks later I regretted it so I bought another one. It was Tete again. We were glad we got the same spirit, if you will. We were hooked. As time went on he became more and more mean. He swore at us constantly and we would laugh at him. One night we were just sitting there after hours of playing, that all of a sudden it slid off the board and started to move on the table. I put it back on the board and told him to dance (no fingers on the planchette). It was funny... so we thought. I said Tete, and held my face up to the board, slide over here next to me because I want to whisper a question to you... it came flying towards me. We thought it was so cool.
One day I tried playing by myself and he kept spelling out 'No,Bad'. That scared me, but also made me believe he was a good spirit. He was especially drawn to my sister, he called her his queen. One night he got really mad at her for no reason. My sisters face turned really red as he spelled out over and over 'Go Home.' Her feet started to move as if she were walking but could not stand up. She started crying. I told her to get up and she said she couldn't. My cousin and I had to help her up. She was feeling faint and could not walk. I had her lay on the couch because her body was twitching. I watched her all night worried for her because she was sweating and twitching.
A few days later Kelly and I were messing around with it. He started to swear at me. I asked why he was so mad at me, and he said 'because you are going to move soon and you told everyone that you're going to leave me here in the closet' which is true. I had heard that if you don't want it anymore you have to give it to someone else because the spirit will go every where you do. I also heard that you have to make it say goodbye before you put it away or the spirit will roam around your house. There were nights that he would not say goodbye and keep us awake for hours. Sometimes it would move really, really slow and tell us that he was tired and wanted to rest. We played around with it as much as we could before I moved. He started to get us all into fights. Saying things that weren't true.
I once asked what he looked like and he said that he has no hair because he is a skeleton. Everything he predicted would happen in our lives came true. The cars we would drive in the future, who would marry who, who would get divorced... EVERYTHING! The Ouija board is real. Anyone thinking on messing around with it should think twice. I can't really say that we were in contact with an evil spirit, but a very, very mean one. There is so much more, but I'd have to write a book about it. Sometimes I am tempted to get another one, but I'm too scared.
Written by Teresa, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Read more stories and experiences with the Ouija Board - The Freakiest Ouija Board Stories Ever!
My cousin and I were eager to get started. We put it on the table, turned the lights off and lit some candles. We asked if anyone was there and nothing happened. I got tired of waiting and said, I knew it wasn't real. I put it back in the box and tossed it in the closet.
Months later my brother, sister and a friend of ours were at my house. My friend Kelly found the board in the closet where it sat for months. She said lets play. I said don't waste your time, it doesn't work. She said, all excited... it does, lets play. My sister, Kelly and I put one finger lightly on the planchette. We asked if anyone was there and right away it moved slowly. I believed Kelly was moving it so I told her to get her finger off. I asked if anyone was there and it moved. I then believed my sister was moving it. I asked Kelly to put her finger back on the planchette, but very, very lightly. We were barely touching it when it started to move again, and it slid right from underneath our fingers. I knew then that they were not messing around with me.
I asked who was there and he said it was my grandfather. He had died almost ten years earlier in a car accident. I didn't believe him so I asked questions that only my sister and I would know. I still did not believe. So I asked him to spell my name. He spelled it alright, but my grandfather did not speak English and wouldn't know how to spell my name. When I told him that he was lying about being my grandfather I asked what his real name was, he spelled "Tete". I asked if he were a boy or girl. He said boy and that he was about six or seven years old... can't remember. I asked if he were in heaven, he said yes.
My brother sitting on the couch said that we are crazy and laughs. We told George to ask a question only he would know. George asks, where did I trip and how many times did I stumble. He spelled out, deck and three times. My brothers face turned pale. We played with it for weeks until late in the morning.
He predicted the past, present and future.
One night he got upset with us for some reason. We asked why he was upset and he said 'because no one is talking about me... it's all you, you, you. It was getting late and we were tired. My brother and Kelly were about to leave when he spelled out, "you're going to die." We freaked out. Everyone stayed at my house that night.
I was asleep in my bedroom and all of a sudden I heard every one screaming. I came out to see what was going on and I heard a loud thumping sound on my sliding door... like someone was punching it. We were too afraid to look out and see what was banging against it. We sat there frightened to death until it stopped. Well me being the 'tough girl' that I am, took the board and put it in the trunk of my car.
The next morning we went to my sisters pool and I remembered that it was still in my trunk. I got it out and we started messing with it again. I asked him where he slept the night before and he said, the trunk of your car. I could not believe it. He was really mad and cussed me out. That day I went to the store and told the cashier that I wanted to return it and don't want my money... just take it I said.
Weeks later I regretted it so I bought another one. It was Tete again. We were glad we got the same spirit, if you will. We were hooked. As time went on he became more and more mean. He swore at us constantly and we would laugh at him. One night we were just sitting there after hours of playing, that all of a sudden it slid off the board and started to move on the table. I put it back on the board and told him to dance (no fingers on the planchette). It was funny... so we thought. I said Tete, and held my face up to the board, slide over here next to me because I want to whisper a question to you... it came flying towards me. We thought it was so cool.
One day I tried playing by myself and he kept spelling out 'No,Bad'. That scared me, but also made me believe he was a good spirit. He was especially drawn to my sister, he called her his queen. One night he got really mad at her for no reason. My sisters face turned really red as he spelled out over and over 'Go Home.' Her feet started to move as if she were walking but could not stand up. She started crying. I told her to get up and she said she couldn't. My cousin and I had to help her up. She was feeling faint and could not walk. I had her lay on the couch because her body was twitching. I watched her all night worried for her because she was sweating and twitching.
A few days later Kelly and I were messing around with it. He started to swear at me. I asked why he was so mad at me, and he said 'because you are going to move soon and you told everyone that you're going to leave me here in the closet' which is true. I had heard that if you don't want it anymore you have to give it to someone else because the spirit will go every where you do. I also heard that you have to make it say goodbye before you put it away or the spirit will roam around your house. There were nights that he would not say goodbye and keep us awake for hours. Sometimes it would move really, really slow and tell us that he was tired and wanted to rest. We played around with it as much as we could before I moved. He started to get us all into fights. Saying things that weren't true.
I once asked what he looked like and he said that he has no hair because he is a skeleton. Everything he predicted would happen in our lives came true. The cars we would drive in the future, who would marry who, who would get divorced... EVERYTHING! The Ouija board is real. Anyone thinking on messing around with it should think twice. I can't really say that we were in contact with an evil spirit, but a very, very mean one. There is so much more, but I'd have to write a book about it. Sometimes I am tempted to get another one, but I'm too scared.
Written by Teresa, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/
Read more stories and experiences with the Ouija Board - The Freakiest Ouija Board Stories Ever!
Friday, September 12, 2014
My sister sees ghosts
This all happened last week. I was babysitting my little sister while my mum was outside gardening. My sister was playing with her favorite toy, her Lego blocks as usual when she stopped for a second and stared. She looked like as if she was trying to listen to something. I was surprised because my little sister is 18 months and she hardly focuses on anything but her Lego blocks. So I watched her concentrate on what she was doing. Then she quickly got up and ran down the hallway. I followed her and stood at one end of the hallway. I hate the hallway because the doors always slam on me when I go past them even on boiling hot days. My sister continued running down the hallway till she got to the end then she stopped and stared. Then I hear a big "BOO!" and she runs to me screaming I pick her up quickly and ran into the lounge room away from the hallway. The "boo" sounded like a deep man's voice. I thought I was hearing stuff from those silly movies were the ghosts jump out and say "boo" but the fact that my sister heard it to was a bit strange so I talked her into going back down the hallway with me by her side. She finally agreed after me begging her to go back down with me. This time I held her hand and went down with her. She stopped me at the end of the hallway like last time and we both stopped and I stared in the same direction as she did before but this time I could see why she was staring. A face was developing in the wall.
I stood there horrified still staring when it suddenly said "BOO!" this time I knew it wasn't from those silly movies my sister was about to scream when I pushed her behind me and then I said "LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE YOU BIG BULLY!" of course I wanted to swear at it but I didn't want my sister to take my words so I continued yelling at it. I said "WHY DON'T YOU JUST DIE AND LEAVE EVERY ONE ALONE YOU ANNOYING JERK!!" The face then turned into an angry face and I started to get scared but then I quickly shouted "GO TO HELL!!" Then the face turned into a straight face. My sister then said to me "I feel cold" so I picked her up and then said to her "I'll take care of this annoying person" and I once again shouted "GO TO HELL!" then I kicked the face that was on the wall and as soon as my foot released from the wall it was gone. So I walked back to the lounge room and put my sister down near her Lego blocks and played with her till I thought she forgot about this problem.
I have got to admit I felt like a pretty good big sister after that problem. Then my sister looked up at me and said "Your the bravest sister in der world" and if the ghost is watching me from hell type this I hope it will stay down there!
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I stood there horrified still staring when it suddenly said "BOO!" this time I knew it wasn't from those silly movies my sister was about to scream when I pushed her behind me and then I said "LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE YOU BIG BULLY!" of course I wanted to swear at it but I didn't want my sister to take my words so I continued yelling at it. I said "WHY DON'T YOU JUST DIE AND LEAVE EVERY ONE ALONE YOU ANNOYING JERK!!" The face then turned into an angry face and I started to get scared but then I quickly shouted "GO TO HELL!!" Then the face turned into a straight face. My sister then said to me "I feel cold" so I picked her up and then said to her "I'll take care of this annoying person" and I once again shouted "GO TO HELL!" then I kicked the face that was on the wall and as soon as my foot released from the wall it was gone. So I walked back to the lounge room and put my sister down near her Lego blocks and played with her till I thought she forgot about this problem.
I have got to admit I felt like a pretty good big sister after that problem. Then my sister looked up at me and said "Your the bravest sister in der world" and if the ghost is watching me from hell type this I hope it will stay down there!
Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/ all rights reserved
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