Friday, November 21, 2014

My Ghostly Secret

You all know of my last story, My Ghostly Secret, well i am back to tell you more about my power. As i told you about Julia in my last story, this one is about another kid who died in my old house & his name was Benjamen, but i always called him Ben. His family where the second owners of the house. He told me how he was killed too. One night a man, no a murderer, snuck into his house & murdered everyone, his parents where able to cross over, but he wasn't . He stayed at my house with me & Julia, he was nice, & he likes to tell stories of his life & we listen, because his stories are fascinating. Well thats another ghost story come to an end, stay tuned to read my next one.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

A Haunting By My Brother

I was 17 my brother Josh passed away from a car accident. Josh and I were best friends, and always stuck together through the hard times, he was in his car one day and this drunk driver came from no where and swerved hitting my brother from the front. The other driver had claimed to see Josh not having a seat-belt on and my brother always put a seat-belt on, so I knew he was lying.

A year after he passed away I new something strange should happen, nothing would until one night. I was in sin the kitchen taking my depressing medicine and everybody else was asleep. it was just me, the way I liked it. I went to bed and I heard the sink turn on. I went to see if anything was there or if it was my family and sure enough it wasn't.

That night could of just bin me, I knew something was there.two nights after I woke up and stared in my room. when I looked at the TV I saw this figure that looked just like Josh but had bigger teeth and a huge head like George Lopez. I scream and when my dad could get in my bedroom it was gone. I had told him what I had saw that night but he didn't believe me.

After a few weeks I went to therapy. this haunting had gotten more enticed. I started to hear EVPs and started to see black figures walking around the house and this started to scare me badly.

It rolled around to my 19th birthday and I went into the bathroom with all of the lights on when all the sudden I heard Lizzy, Lizzy and before I could scream the lights went off and on and so followed the switch. No one was in there so I knew it was Josh.

When that night passed I had not gone to the bathroom since then but I don't care. I went into Joshes old bedroom and lying in the floor there was his clothes , and his body. I scream then went to get my dad and I said ( Why are you keeping his clothes and his body in his room, That's the reason he has come back to haunt me.) ,and then I went to his bedroom and got his body and clothes got in my car and took it to the police.

After I found his body and gave it to the police , they buried it. Nothing strange has happen anymore but that is still in terror from the things that happen to me. So I guess he was trying to scare me like in the old days . I will always miss him and remember him.

If you have any questions feel free to tell me.

Sent in by Lizzy, Copyright 2011 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

It's back

To understand exactly what is back, you may want to read my other story. Not So Friendly Ghosts

This is a really long story, that explains what I think I'm seeing now, 8 years later. I am now 16 years old, and until a few months ago, I thought I had escaped whatever was haunting me at my old house.
It all started the night after my friend got hit by a car. He wasn't killed, but simply fractured his back in several places. It was done on purpose, so naturally I was extremely nervous that something could happen again. I didn't sleep for about a week because I was so paranoid, and when I did sleep, I had nightmares of ghosts and demons haunting my boyfriend and I, violently killing my boyfriend. (I don't know how this is relevant to my friend being hurt, but somehow my being scared and not sleeping led to these nightmare I'm assuming.)

One morning, I was in the kitchen fixing something to eat. I glanced outside through my big glass French front doors, and saw a black shadow in the shape of a man. I looked back, and it was gone. I considered the fact that I hadn't slept in a few weeks, and simply ignored what I thought I had just seen.
The nightmares continued.

No more than a week after "seeing" the "shadowed man" as I call him, he was back. And this time I was sure. Everybody has those dreams where they are falling, or perhaps being grabbed, and they jump and wake up. I felt something grab my ankle, and I woke myself up from jumping so violently. I sat up to grab a drink of water from my nightstand, and when I looked back, there was a black shadow in the shape of a man near the foot of my bed, where my legs had been.

I blinked a few times and it was gone, but I remained frozen. It felt like an hour before I gathered the courage to turn on my lamp.
The shadowed man was gone, but I still felt as if I was being watched. Perhaps I was being paranoid, but when most people think that they may have experienced something, they say "It was like nothing I have ever felt before." but the thing is, I have had this feeling before. It feels just like when I was at my old house- the one I lived to prior to this one. I always felt as if I was being watched and felt unsafe if that makes any sense. It was the same feeling I had before.

I broke down crying, and needless to say, I did not sleep that night.
About two months passed, and nothing happened. I began to think that maybe what had happened was just a realistic nightmare. But I was quickly convinced that it wasn't. I was at my mom's boyfriends house, a few hours from where I live. We all slept in the same room. They were in their bed, and I was on the couch. I was sleeping rather good, when I suddenly woke up. I thought nothing of it because I wake up around 2 times a night to get something to drink or maybe go to the bathroom. I didn't feel like getting up, so I just laid back down and tried to go back to sleep. Just as I was dozing off, something grabbed my shoulder. I was facing the back of the sofa, so without looking back I assumed it was my mom and muffled "Leave me alone. Go away. I'm sleeping." Then I heard "No. I'm never leaving." It was the most evil voice I have ever heard in my life. It was nothing like in the horror movies. It gives me the chills just thinking of the voice. It was a deep, growl.

That was about two months ago, and I have not seen the shadowed man. I have had dreams where I become possessed. I am laying in my bed violently shaking and moaning. I have woken myself up both times because I could feel myself shaking. I hope that this could be the end of whatever is going on, but my gut is telling me that this isn't over.

I talked to my priest and he said that it was because of fears that demons were taking advantage of me, but I can't think of what I could be scared of. In the beginning, yes, that would have made sense. I was scared for my friends life, but that is all done and taken care of. Why is the shadowed man still here?

Sent in by Hannah Marie, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The Little Indian Boy In My Room

Every night in my room, around maybe three in the morning, a little Indian ghost boy shows up. His name, he says, is Little Bear Claw. His parents were feuding with another Indian family over some land. He was 18 when he died. This is a true tale. Do not take it lightly. Ghosts do not hang on to places; they hang onto people. That’s until they are finish with their unfinished business.

The other family had a beautiful daughter. They fell in love. He would sneak around to see her, to just be with her. He didn’t care if they were born enemies. He knew he loved her. He told his parents he was going to marry her, but they said no. So, at night he would sneak out to meet her, where he proposed. She said yes but she wanted to tell her parents. He told her she couldn’t, because he knew they wouldn’t approve.

So, they made a plan. They were going to run away together. The girl’s family found out. Her father went crazy, and grabbed his shotgun. He ended that relationship that night. He put a bullet through Little Bear Claw’s head.

He told me he’s waiting for her to come to him again, so they can be together forever more. I hope it comes true. After all he’s been through, he deserves to find her. Until then, he'll keep coming to me at three in the morning.

Again, do not take this lightly.

Sent in by Bella30164, Copyright 2010


Monday, November 17, 2014

HIM The Angel Of Evil

Lucifer The Angel of EvilWe have all had dreamt of "him". You know him when you see him you are frighten of him but you are intrigued by him. He is beautiful he is tall about 6'3 very long dark hair, a very old European look and absolutely gorgeous other worldly in fact . He automatically puts you at ease with a smile but there is something absolutely terrifying about him as well. His back can be turned, his head down, he can be sitting on a pew or walking away but you know him and he knows you.

 You want to talk to him, you have to talk to him. When he talks to you its never demanding it just listening like an old friend but the things you tell him you have never told anyone else and he delights in that. He cocks his head to the side smiles and he never stays longer than necessary just enough to unnerve you. Just enough to make you wonder why you told him those things you did. Sometimes he takes you to that deep dark secret and he feeds on the fact a part of you still likes what happen and would like it to happen again. Sometimes he will show you how people have called for him only to be deceived and tricked.

He likes groups to call for him those are his favorite because there is always one who believes in him totally.  But sometime he comes and he is very unhappy because you have not came to him fast enough or don't believe so he will show you just who he is and ask you for a even trade. Sometimes he will knock on that dream window asks to come in and ask you for your commitment or tell you who he wants or needs.

You will smell him you will see him and you will pray harder than you ever had and beg for him to leave that person for just one more day and he will if your faith is strong. Crucifix, bibles, prayers have to be pure and from within to win against him. Sometimes he decides to walk this earth and when he does you will know him his face and eyes are dead but his smile isn't. I thought maybe it was just me that had that dream of him but there have been others let me know if you have seen him.

Unknown writer copyright http://www.ghost-space.com/

Sunday, November 16, 2014

My Black Figure That Haunts Me

I am currently 12, living in a townhouse that is over 100 years old. Everything started happening shortly after getting a cat.Well,about a week after getting a cat strange things would happen after my mom went to bed.I would usually be sitting on my computer playing games and stuff, when all of the sudden my cat would just disappear.

I don't know where he would go but when he did disappear and I would be all alone, strange things would happen. Some of the things that would happen were like hearing whispers,seeing shadows,and stuff like that.Well one day really strange things started to happen, whenever I would go to bed I would close my door all the way, I made sure my cat was in his room before I went to bed, I would just be watching TV or listening to my MP3 player when my door would open wide stay open for like 2 minutes and close back like somebody had came in and closed the door.

Well every since that it has happened. One night I got tired of it scaring me so I tried to do one of those evp thingy's with my phone and nothing came up.well the next night I got in bed the door opened and closed like always but something really freaky happened that night,my right leg was out from under the covers,well something rubbed up and down my leg. I was freaking out.

The next morning I got up to take a shower.I had turned on the hot water and left the room to go get my clothes, when I came back in there was a hand-print on the mirror.I was shaking all over, I went downstairs to ask my mom if she had went into the bathroom and she said no. I came back up and the mirror was smeared.I brushed it off and proceeded with my shower.later that night it was on the computer when my cat disappeared I had recently got this fish tank which we had put beside the computer, well all the fish were always in this one corner of the fish tank, my cat disappeared and they all quickly swam to the other side of the tank.then I herd whispers in my ear saying my name,then I gained enough courage to say what do you want.I heard a short laugh then out of nowhere my cat jumps out and tries to attack something that isn't there.well about 2 and a half months passed everything was some how normal when one day I was at the top of the stairs and something pushed me down the stairs.

Later that month my cat wasn't even 1 year old and had mysteriously died. About 4 weeks had passed nothing had happened. well my mom surprised me with a new cat. She is my current cat.well ever since I got here she has been also attacking air.recently I have seen them.one is a soldier he sits at the bottom of my stairs gets up and walks right out my main door this happens ever 3 days.there or 3 more. One is a little girl who likes to mess with my cat.

Another is a black figure that's the one who keeps opening my door I think its a grown up. the last one sits and peeks out at me from the top of the stairs.I think its a little boy cause its hair style.recently the black figure has been coming downstairs and grabbing my legs, I think its a molester spirit.well its not the best story but its true and its still happening to me.plus I know I'm not crazy cause sometimes my mom will see the soldier when she is alone.

Sent in by Savannah, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Don't be Scared, Just Dealing With It

I can not say exactly when it all began, but all I know is that it has been happening as young as I can remember, and now I am in my twenties, and it still happens, I'll share one of the 100s of unexplained stuff that has happen/happening to me.

  It all started in the house I grew up in Vancouver BC. I would have the same dream over and over again, so clear, as if I am living this scary movie:

 I am sleeping in my room, in my bed when the door opens to my room.. It was closed before I went to bed I am thinking, I am glued to my bed, I can not move, talk, all I can do is see and feel scared. I hear it sliding towards me,I am thinking what is happening. The best way to describe it is a person dragging the weight of their own body on the ground with their arms slowly while picking up speed. Than it is at the foot of my bed, pulling over my covers over its body coming towards me slowly. Without seeing its face, I could tell its was tall as an 8-10 year old in height. It touches my feet, I never see its face but I feel its not human.  Dream Over.

I wake up with a big tapping noise on my window but I refuse to open my eyes, it keeps on going, tap, tap, tap,getting louder each time. Okay now I am annoyed and I think its my sister trying to scare me, so I stop hiding underneath my covers to tell her to "stop it". The noise stops, and as you know it my bedroom door was wide open (even though I closed it before going to bed and the window is open about an inch. Now I am kind of startled.

You see I am scared of bugs so there is no way I left my window open, especially all night. Also I like my privacy so I like to have my room door closed at all times. My sister and I have our own separate rooms beside each other. My Mum, Dad and Sister claimed to have never have opened anything in my room. My cat and dog do not have opposable thumbs to unlock plus turn a door knob, let alone open a jammed sideways sliding window. So all is ruled out. It must be sleep paralysis.

This happen for years of my life, the same dream over again, more real each time.  Than the night came which I would never forget, well I guess there is many but this is the one I am sharing with you all out there.

It was the summer before going into high-school, and I was having more free time hanging out with my friends, having sleep over's with my girlfriends, and my first boyfriend! So I was hardly at home and if I was at home I would be chitchatting on the phone.
You see I had so many new things going on in my life that I forgot about "what goes bump in the night".

I had a dream one of those summer nights,it was more real than before. This time I felt it touching my face my legs, the weight of it on me, but I still could not see it. I was trying to fight it off of me for the first time, I was fighting back. But it out powered me.  I woke up with a big bang that morning and I was laying on my back facing the ceiling, (which I hardly do because I am a side sleeper). It felt as if I was placed like that..

When the blurriness of my eyes settled I noticed my ceiling was dirty, I looked closer to see the ceiling was covered in black chalky hand prints everywhere. I paused..what is this? Some kind of joke?? Someone took their time out to do this. This 10' by 10' box space room, was covered everywhere, like it got a bunch of high fives. Some hand prints were on the ceiling light and on the wall beside the door.  But not by the window??

Anyways I ran speechless to my parents room, waking them up, I was in a panic even my pets could sense it too, I took them to my room to show them, and I demanded to know if my dad did this..

Because it was big hands, like a mans hands.  He said he did not, and they believed I did that.  I am a 5' tall gal and my ceilings were 10' high.

This is still to this day unsolved and my parents believe that I did that myself. I could not wash off the hand prints off, and it remind vivid for 2-3 years until my father repainted my room.  We sold the house a year ago, but this thing whatever it is follows me till this day but never did that stunt again.. I hope it never does.

This is one true story I shared with you all.  I wanted too because I just want to let you know that who ever it going through what I am, to not be scared or try not too show your fear. Whatever it is, it feeds off of fear, panic, whatever.  It wont go away and it will probably follow you for the rest of your life like how it does to me. But you just have to learn to deal and ignore it.  Its a learning experience each and every day of my life, maybe yours too, who knows maybe in 40, 50 years this can be explained, and hopefully solved.

Sent in by Shibly Sharma, all rights reserved copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Friday, November 14, 2014

Haunted Cow Or a Playful Spirit

It started with my 12th birthday in March of 2009. I was inviting four of my friends to come over to my sleepover party. Everyone was sure it was going to be a blast - just like last year. But nobody had thought the "blast" part might include a playful ghost!

Just a week before my party, I was lucky enough (yeah, right) to win my school's magazine drive, my prize - a huge stuffed animal cow! Of course I carried it home with me on the school bus and placed it in my bedroom.

When all of my friends arrived, we watched a movie, had some popcorn, and played the Wii game Guitar Hero - a perfectly normal sleepover party.

I knew that three out of the four of my friends believed in ghosts and spirits and that kind of stuff, and I couldn't resist temptation of scaring them. So when one of my friends said she was going to get her pajamas in a minute, I slunk silently out of the room. I raced to my room where everyone's stuff was, grabbed my big cow, and placed it in front of the door with it's head facing it. Task finished, I snuck back without realizing I left.

Within moments, we heard a surprised scream over the blasting music. My frightened friend stumbled toward us, her expression wild as she explained her surprise and how she was sure something in my cow was haunted. But after a while, we all laughed it off.

Nearly an hour later, my friend that did NOT believe in ghosts went to my bedroom to grab her toothbrush. Suddenly, we heard another scream! The three others and I dashed as quickly as we could to our shaken friend, and comforted her as she told her story. We glanced at the cow worriedly, after all, I knew I hadn't done it this time.

Determinedly, we stuck the stuffed animal on the other side of the room and pretended to close the door, but left it open about an inch. We all piled on top of each other to get a good look if the cow moved.

The five of us were slowly relaxing when there was a huge crash of thunder overhead! Instinctively we glanced upward for no more than a few seconds and then returned our gaze to the cow. But it was no longer on the other side of the room. In the time of the few seconds we looked away, and with no one in the room, the cow had moved itself right beside the door, it's dark button eyes staring us down!

Of course we told my mom all of this right away, and though she must have thought we were crazy (who wouldn't if some people tried to convince you of a stuffed animal cow being moved by some playful spirit in your own daughter's bedroom), but she agreed to put it in the garage. But the night's events weren't over yet.

On the stroke of midnight, the door started rattling as if someone from the other side was trying to break it down. Creepy moans of "Let me in, Stefi" and "Help! I need help!" rang throughout our room. Even the lights started flickering. And we were dead scared! The entire time we hid beneath the covers until it ended around one and I'm sure that none of my friends and I got so much as a wink of sleep!

Is the cow truly haunted, or did we just scare ourselves? Did my immature prank wake  something long asleep? And is this new ghost simply intent on mischief, or is it looking to harm?

Sent in by Stef, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Only One Experience Ouija Board

I've had one experience with a Ouija board, and I won't ever try it again. The reason? I don't need to.

My experience wasn't hurtful, angry, or frightening in any way. I know there are a lot of negative stories concerning Ouija boards, but I just wanted to leave one light story to remind everyone that not all Ouija boards want to kill your babies.

My mother, two sisters and I all bought a Ouija board, having stupidly done no research for it. We set it up, and before long, it had started to cooperate.

Now, I'm a total atheist, but the paranormal interests me no end. Do I believe in ghosts or spirits? Hard to say. But when we asked the name of the Ouija board spirit it revealed itself to be a woman named Avril, who'd lived in out house before we did. And she was nice. We asked her a couple of frivolous questions, about how old she was or when she's died, or whatever. The answers were straightforward, and direct.

We did not ask her if she was a good or bad spirit, or if she wanted to hurt us. We didn't goad her into becoming angry or vengeful. We did it in the middle of the afternoon, on the kitchen table, and before we asked her anything we told her that we were respectful and were only interested, not wanting to pry. As soon as she said 'Goodbye', we packed up the board and left it.

Handling Ouija boards, I think, is about handling whatever comes along with it. I suppose it did kind of convince me about the existence of spirits, because after a lot of close observation, I knew no one was pranking, and I didn't look scornfully or skeptically upon it. The trick is to be respectful, open minded, and take it as it comes.

Sent in by Your Spirit Guide, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

The Flower Shop Ghost

I'm a former floral designer. A few years back I was employed by a local shop. Where I did floral design & deliveries.
 It was summertime while I was employed there.  And there where many occasion's when I would be standing at my workstation in shorts and I would hear fast paced footstep's behind me and actually feel a "breeze" on the back of my leg's when they went by.  I brought this oddity up to my Boss and other employees.  A couple of the other women had experienced similar things too. The Boss lady however tried to come up with excuses for it.

 One of her favorite"explanations" was that it was the employee's in the business next door walking around.  What I felt when this entity passed by was way to close to have came from the adjoining business next door.  I could actually hear that these were fast paced footstep's on a carpeted floor.

One day after work I decided just to prove the Boss wrong.  I decided to visited the business located next door.  It was a Cellular Phone store.  I walked in and low and behold hard wood flooring no carpet in sight anywhere!  So therefore that proved my Bosses theory to be all wrong.  There where many peculiar occurrences that happened to me while I was employed at the shop. Two days per week for about 3 hours I would be alone in the shop.  Responsible for closing and locking up etc.One afternoon while there alone, with no customer's in the shop I went to the back to use the restroom.

We had a stock area in the back that you had to walk through to get there.  We had a large basket of decorative Lawn Flag's like you decorate your yard with.  When I came out of the restroom those flag's were scattered all over the stockroom floor!

Then on another day while I was alone in the shop I was designing an arrangement at my work station.  And I had a bar stool sitting to the side of my table and on the end of the work table was a shelf.  Which we kept candle's on. I walked to the stock room to get some supplie's  and when
I came back there was a Lavender colored Votive candle sitting upright dead center in the middle of the stool seat. There's no way it could have rolled from the shelf it would have landed on the floor if that had been the case. It has been strategically placed where it was by "something".

Another day I had a sizeable delivery I had to make to a local Funeral Home. We had a fairly late model delivery van. I opened all the doors and began loading all of the arrangement's. I shut the doors one by one.
I opened the driver's door to get in and as soon as I shut the door the door's all locked by themselves. This scared me because I knew I hadn't hit any lock button. I started the van and said out loud "I guess whoever you are you wanna tag along with me today".

Upon returning after my delivery;  I told the Boss about what had happened with the van's door's locking by themselves.  And of course once again; she started trying to come up with excuses.  She said she thought that the van had a electrical problem.  And she followed me to the garage where she regularly took it for maintenance and repairs to have them check it out for a wiring problem.  They couldn't find a thing wrong with it.  I also would hear voice's in the shop's showroom,  when there where no customer's, windchimes we sold chiming by themselves too. I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that the shop I worked at was haunted. The area it is in was all farmland years ago. So my assumption is that the entity is from a bygone era from many years ago. I believe the tiny fast paced footstep's were that of a young child spirit.

 Sent in by Marlaina, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Spookiest Night I've Ever Known

It was a dark, calm night when I had finally decided to go to  sleep. I was only seven, and yet I didn't feel like going to bed early. I had just gotten my brother's room in the basement, since he was old enough to move out. I blinked and I saw a shadow moving near the window, then I blinked again and it was gone. Having no clue what it was, I remember I
laid down and pulled the covers over my head. That's when I began to hear rain outside my window. Hail was banging on the window pain, and I wondered why it had started raining so quickly. Even at my age I knew rain didn't fall that quickly. The thunder was beginning to get louder and louder. I couldn't even sleep! I sat up, trying to ignore the rain, but that's when I heard the thunder erupt. A very loud sound erupted, like it was telling me that my life was going to end. "Dun, Dun, Dun." Was what it sounded like, and after the last crack of thunder, all was quiet. I was so scared, that I was hiding in the corner of my room now.

Then there was that same figure that I had saw earlier. "Hahaha." I heard it laugh, and when I looked up, I saw the strangest shade of white in it's face. Then, all of sudden I was asleep I don't really remember anything after that, but I remembered that I dreamed that bugs were crawling all over me. Then when I woke up, there was banging sounds on my door. I still have my room in my basement, and soon enough I found out that the haunting I was getting was from one of my relatives in my past... I had described the figure to my mom. She told me the figure was my grandpa, he liked to play tricks on people... and he died on his way to our house... That was the spookiest night I could remember.

This really did happen, and I can remember it.
Sent In By Sakura copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Be Careful What You Wish For

Ok, I was brought up around ghost stories. I've basically heard them all. When we were growing up my cousins and I used to trade them like baseball cards. So, when I was warned not to ever say "I wish you were dead!" I laughed it off. That is until..... one night.

You see I was around 12 years old and my sister and I shared a room. We also shared a bunk bed where I slept on the bottom and she on top. We are 11 months apart so it's not uncommon that we were always fighting over something. Well one night, I can't even remember why, we got into a really ugly argument that grew into an actual fight. Well we were pulled apart and I was so angry that I yelled out "I wish you were dead!" to my sister. My step dad warned me to take it back because "You are never suppose to wish death on someone." Of course being young, angry, and stubborn I refused.

 We were sent to bed early for fighting. We glared at each other feeling that it was all the others fault. We eventually fell asleep. I was awakened later that night by a low noise. When I opened my eyes I was frozen with fear. I promise on everything I love I saw a black hooded figure looking down on my sister. It was standing right beside my feet. Its face was so pale with dark soul less eyes. Tears started to flow from my eyes. I felt hot and  cold at the same time. My mouth was so dry. My heart raced. All I could do  was pray. I prayed for her not to be taken. I prayed to God for her to be  left alone. I begged. I promised to never wish death on anyone ever again.  I prayed so hard. Now I know what you're thinking.... Duh!! Your step dad  played a trick on you for wishing something so evil, but no. You see I  never closed my eyes that night. It was like I was hypnotized. I guess I thought if I closed my eyes it would take my sister away. The thing  vanished before my eyes. As soon as it was gone I jumped up and checked on her. She was alive. In the morning I told everyone what happened. They  were all a little freaked out. I could tell they didn't really believe me.  My step dad told me "You see. You need to be careful what you wish for. You just might get it." It has been my motto since.

But you know I didn't learn my lesson. I'll say about 5 years ago my cousins and my husband went out. I again was really angry and told them "I hope you get pulled over tonight OR you see the devil." They laughed, which got me even angrier. I slammed the door behind them and fell asleep watching t.v. on the couch. I was awaken later that night or very early that morning by them running in the house. They told me that as they were driving home a man was walking on the road. As they approached the man they slowed down as to not hit him on the narrow road. The look of this man scared them all.

Now they have seen drunks,even really bad drug abusers, and this was neither. I was told the man had a scary demon face. As they peeled out the man disappeared. I thought they were teasing me until I looked deeper at their features.Even the best actor in the world could not have pulled off the fear and paleness of their faces. Then one of them, I can't remember who, yelled at me. "It was because of you! You wanted us to see the devil and I think we did. Maybe not the devil himself but it was something evil!" In a way I felt bad, but I also thought well that's what you get. Next time ya'll won't go out.  Everything I have written is true and its just the tip of the iceberg.

Sent in by aolvera, Copyright 2010   http://www.ghost-space.com/

Monday, November 10, 2014

Three Ghosts of Oldham Farm

This story is about three ghosts. Oldham farm was my great grandfathers house and now it belongs to my grandfather but when my great-grandfather lived there he went out and took his dog for a walk up his seven fields (each one three football pitches long) but when he got to the third one he could see an old white rusty caravan. He whistled his dog back and went back to get his double barreled shot gun.

He went back up there with two bullets only he knocked on the caravans door and no one answered. He waited about five minutes and they turned up with a dead cow, one of his. He aimed his gun at them and told them to get out of their car and they did. He told them to line up facing against the caravan and he put the two bullets in to it and BANG BANG they were both shot dead both in the head.

He tied a piece of rope to their feet and dragged them back to his back garden and dug two four feet deep holes and buried them. Now they did not rest because if you want the dead to rest in peace then you have to bury them six feet under the ground.

Now if you walk up the fields the caravan is still there not been moved its just got a holes in the side of it where the gun had so much power it blew two hole into it sometimes you will see the ghosts moving towards the caravan getting ready to be shot and then they will just vanish.

After my great-grandfather died he left the house to my grandfather and he still lives there now. During World War II the Germans bombed England and unfortunately for a German bomber he crashed into my grandfathers first field and survived. At the time my grandfather was having a cheese and pickle sandwich, all he heard was a loud bang. He grabbed a large knife and went out to the plane and he helped the German bomber to his legs. After that my grandfather started stabbing him in the heart and he nicked his gun.

Now if you go to my grandfathers house you will sometimes see on a nice average day a German soldier will walk around the house and bang on the windows and you can hear the ghost speaking German saying "geben Sie mir mein Gewehr," which is, "give me my gun" on a full moon night sometimes he is there as well opening and closing the windows.

Sent in by Darroch Millen, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Ghost that Walked My Halls

I am the the oldest son in a family of four, plus two dogs. We have been living in this house now for three years and I personally have had some strange paranormal experiences. Keep in mind that this is a new house. We are the first family that lived here.

I was home alone, my brother was at his friends house and my parents were at work. I was hearing noises coming from upstairs. I thought it was a robber, so I was scared to go up the stairs, but eventually I did. I got to the top of the stairs and glanced into my moms room on the left. Nothing, I looked into the bathroom, straight ahead of the stairs and the toilet seat was fairly forcefully hitting the bowl. I was a believer in ghosts so I thought it was paranormal. I had an urge to turn to my room and there was a crystal clear image of my baby who had died two months ago leaning over my bed, looking where I would have been laying.

I called my mom and told her what was happening and she told me to call my Nan who lives about five minutes away. All of the sudden the phone died. At this time my dogs were crying and I didn't no what to do. I ran outside in my backyard with my dogs and looked into my brothers room. There was nothing odd but for some reason I couldn't look away. Then the light came on for about two seconds and turned back off. I forced my self to look away.

I then ran over to my neighbors house and asked if I could use their phone. I called my Nan and she came over. We went inside but the haunting was over.

Three days later me and my brother came over after school and the garage door was open. I was standing on my drive way telling him what had happened a few days before. Now I was in that scared mood. I forced myself to go in and what I saw was amazing. My computer (being a Mac) had photo booth on. I found a new video I had not made. I started to watch it. The room was dark then the light came on. Through the pane of my French doors I could see a face of a young boy. There was a loud ring that lasted for about three seconds then the screen went black and the video ended.

Now for a few months there was nothing happening and it was all out of my mind until. I woke up in the middle of the night to the smell of incense which reminded me of my baba's funeral. All of the sudden there was a huge bang that woke everybody up. My parents came running out to see what it was. Now my whole family witnessed this. My baba showed up in front of my room door and waved to us. She smiled then her expression changed. It looked like she was possessed and she threw my fan to the ground and disappeared.

From then to now I have not had another haunting, but I will always keep my eyes peeled.

Sent in by Ryan, Copyright 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Saturday, November 8, 2014

House Ghosts

Hi I'm about to tell you a few things that I have seen and felt. I was at a friends house one day cause I was spending the night, we were in her room and my friend and I are in choir so we were singing one of our songs because we got bored. Well, when we were done in her closet we could her
little kids clapping. I asked her if she knew what that was and she told me that her closet and other places in the house are haunted. So I went over there and if you stand close to it my tummy started to hurt and I got dizzy. Later that night when we were getting ready for bed I felt a cold spot and then it felt like somebody touched me.  We laid down then a few minutes later it felt like somebody laid down right beside me but only my friend was here beside me.

I also have had a few experiences in my own home. It was a school day and I was in my sisters room getting ready cause she was up too. She was standing by her door and it was warm in her room no windows were open but she felt a cold breeze go by her door and it would do it every ten seconds so she told me to put my foot by the door and I felt it to it was like somebody was walking by her door but nobody was there. We started talking and I felt a chill run down my back then it felt like somebody touched me and then I went in my room and it sounded like one of my cats were playing with it but none of my cats were in my room then I was laying in bed when it sounded like we have an upstairs but we don't but it sounded like somebody was walking in a room above mine.

One day I was in the kitchen doing dishes and I was the only
one home and my cats were in my moms room but it sounded like a cat hissed at me right behind me but there were no cats in the kitchen.

Written By Tabitha 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Friday, November 7, 2014

Halloween Ouija Fun

A group of 6 friends and I were having a little fun on Halloween, first we went to this supposedly haunted road (and it was), and then we went back to one girl's house and took out a Ouija board. We were all kind of nervous about it, we Googled things you could ask and things that could make a spirit mad so we could avoid those things. There were 7 of us but three wanted nothing to do with the Ouija, so only four of us touched it at a time. We spoke with several spirits. The air in our room thickened when we spoke to a girl from our school that had died.

The last time we did it, something very strange happened. We started it like all the rest.

"We are looking for a good, honest spirit. Are you there?" The planchette darted to "yes" quicker than it had before.

"Are you a good spirit?" No

"Are you a bad spirit?" No

"Are you against labels?" Yes.

At this point, we were kind of laughing. It was nice to know this spirit is so down to Earth.

"What is your name?" It spelled most of its name before one member abruptly said "Goodbye". It took the rest of us a moment to realize why he had stopped so fast. Then we all looked at each other in horror. I didn't realize he could speak through a Ouija board. It had spelled:

"L-U-C-I-F-E"

Anonymous

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Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Black Dog in Hawaiian Gardens

This is what my grandma told me about, she's told me others but this story is one of m favorites. She's about 67 years old and she told me this happened to her when she was a teenager. Which is a long time ago.
Its a creepy story, especially about out nature, I'll tell you this like if she were telling you.

It was way back then when I was a teenager. I always liked to take a walk out in the streets. I always liked to spend time with dogs, cats and other animals. I had went to my friends house to invite her to walk with me. She said yeah sure. So off we went.

We walked through the beautiful park, and the whole block. We came up a hill to a ditch. We both saw a big black dog that looked very friendly, and harmless. At first, but that didn't stop, it from doing something evil.

We both thought the dog was cute, so we went to pet it.
I felt something was wrong with that dog, like if it wasn't
like others. As I went to go pet him, I felt a cold wind on the back of my neck! Which is like a movie to me. The dog started to bark a little then stopped. I thought to myself that it was really weird. The dog stood still and then that's when it happened, the dogs eyes turned a glowing red. It barked, and drooled then he chased after us. I was ahead of my friend and that dog caught up to her and bit her leg, then her arm. I ran back to help her, then the
dog bit me. Me and my friend were both crying. It hurt so bad, my friend was bleeding more than me. The dog looked at me  real hard and then it laid down. That's when I got up and  took my friend to my house. I never saw that black dog again. Or encountered that ever again. That's when I learned not all animals are sweet and cute.

That's everything my grandma told me.
She has a mark from the bite from the dog, and she doesn't talk to her friend anymore.
This story really creep me out, by the way she told me

Written by Joshua 2010. All rights reserved

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Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Did I Just See A Weirdo Or The Hat Man?

This is a story that I happened up on and I contacted the person to ask if I could use his story of what happen to him 25 years ago.

Now there has been the story of what is called The Hat Man.   Many people have  reported that they have seen him.   This person saw what he thinks may have been just that.   If you have not ever heard of this type of being,  then I would invite you to go to two web sites and read up on it. The first one is a forum for the paranormal http://www.talkparanormal.com/
The next one is about a woman who has spent many years researching and learning all that she can about them.   Her name is Heidi Hollis and she was the first to give the name Shadow people the name we call them today. http://www.jesusisnojoke.com/theshadowpeople/id19.html. You can also go to your search engine and type in Hat Man and get loads of information on this subject and read about many sightings of him.  It is very fascinating if you ask me.

Ok now to the story.

I would describe myself as someone who is open to the possibility of paranormal I guess, but I am not a full believer of it.
What I am about to tell you happen 25 years ago and to this day it is still so clear in my head that it seems like it just happened yesterday.

I was driving in Torrington, CT. As my wife and I were  driving up a crummy industrial street, I looked ahead to see how the street was twisting. Then about 100 yards ahead of me, on the sidewalk that was by the drivers side , I saw a figure moving along the side walk. I could tell he or she was dark, tall, and they seemed to be walking very fast, as if they were in a hurry to get somewhere.

My wife was in the car with me at the time this happen. I kept my eyes on this person or thing the whole time. As I approached him or her, perhaps within, 30 yards, it suddenly whipped around quickly, and it was looking straight at me. By this time I could see the entire figure.
It seemed to be dressed almost all in black with what seemed to be a black floppy leather hat, a black suit with a white shirt, and what appeared to be a red string tie, and a black cape over the suit with black pointy boots of shoes. I could tell by this time it was a male.

He was over '6' "6" tall, and extremely thin. He had a very long and thin face with a jutting jaw and huge dark protruding eyes and heavy brows but the feature that stood out the most on his face was his incredibly long skinny nose it like it was not real or some thing

He had a grin on his face the whole time he was staring at me and it was an evil grin like he was saying he had me or some thing. As I drove past him it seemed as though he was only starring at me, not my wife nor the car just me, this how it made me feel

After I had driven past him I looked in the review mirror and he was still starring at me and his grin was so wide I can not remember to good but I think it was as if he was laughing at me or something. I kept driving until he was out of my sight.

At the time my wife confirmed that what I had saw was real but now days she says that she is not sure of just what I saw that day.

Was this just some one who was a weirdo that enjoyed scarring people or was it indeed the hat man?
Now after this had happen to me I started reading lots of things about him and shadow people creatures and some things that I seen matches but some does not for he was not shadowy his features were clear as day and it was day time when this happen also.

I was filled with dread when I first saw him and I am not the type of person that gets shaken up to easily. I have sen weirdos before and I just teed to feel sorry for them but not this one he was evil there was just some thing every sinister about this character and I for some reason his face and features got burned into my head and has been there for 25 years and will be there till I die. He has never showed up again to me so thank God that he did not follow me like most people has reported and I am thankful for that because I could not handle that.

I know that the way I have described this it seems like there was nothing at all to be freaked out about, but if you have seen it as I did you would have been terrified just as I was of him.

The simple truth is that I was scared of him and to this day I really don't know why and may never know why.
If any one has ever seen some thing like this and had the feeling of dread I would like to hear your story and it may help me to understand what I saw that day and to know weather or not I am making a mountain out of a mole hill.

Thanks for any advice and I am looking forward to hearing form you

Written By Nick,  rewritten by TLS all rights reserved http://www.ghost-space.com/

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

An old friend's Spirt That Stays With Me

Hi there! I believe in ghosts 100%, well I should because I live with one!

The first time I suspected that their was a ghost in my house was that there was these weird markings on the wall. I just woke up early in the morning and as I was walking down the stairs at the corner of my eye these weird white markings as if someone has been scratching at the wall. "Mum, what are these?" I asked. My mum just blamed it on me and grounded me! Everyday I saw them, more and more markings appeared.

A few months later, words appeared. Random words. F M B L. Was this a code? I wrote the letters down and thought all night, suddenly the table was wobbling I was so scared, I ran upstairs and noticed that the words changed again. "B M F L" I gasped.. B M F L - Best Mates For Life.

I was so shocked that I started crying. "Cat?" I asked.

Cat was my old best friend, who died last year. Maybe, at the funeral, her spirit followed me. Why though? Why me? Did she hate me so much that she haunted me?

No, it wasn't possible. Still now, I see markings, words, scratches. I decided to end this and figure out this mystery

I took pictures, all over the house. Then, I plucked up the courage and took a picture of the wall. "Oh my god.." The picture was the wall, but in the corner, a bright white color was their, in shape of a head. I shivered. Every night, every time I walk past the wall, my whole body gets covered in goosebumps, then one horrible night, I walked into my bedroom then slam! the door slammed shut. I started too sweat. "oh god, what's happening?" I managed too spit out. I couldn't move. I felt as if someone was wrapping their arms around my legs. I cried so much. As soon as I could move I went straight too bed. Then, late in the night, it happened again. oh please not again I shouted inside my head.

After that night I've been haunted by books flying across the room, hearing feet running up and down the hallway. Every night, I hear the same thing. But still, its nice too know that cat has been with me all these years.

Written By Jack 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/ all rights reserved

Monday, November 3, 2014

Clara the Ghost

Ever since I was a little girl, I been obsessed with the supernatural. Me and my best friend often saw and heard things together, and thought they were cool rather than scary. Experiencing these things runs in both our families (my dad and brother and me only experience it, rather than my mum or other brother). At the time we lived in some apartments. I walked across the street to her apartment like I did everyday. I was planning on spending the night at her house, like usual. Her mom always set blankets and pillows down for us in the living room where it was more spacious for us to sleep.

At night, when one of us had to use the bathroom, we always woke the other up so we could accompany each other. But one night, at maybe 2 or 3 in the morning, my friend woke me up and stated she was going to the bathroom. She did not ask me to accompany her. She merely got up and left. There was a hallway, but the bathroom was right next to the living room. I sat up on the floor, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes wondering why she hadn't asked me to go with her. For some reason I had a strange urge to look into the television. I did so, but I saw nothing except my reflection. But when I turned around to look at the hallway, I saw somebody standing there.

It was a girl. She was pale white, had black hair and an old-style ruffled dress. I could only stare at her, and after a few seconds she vanished. I grabbed my teddy bear and told myself there was nobody there with me, and my best friend came out from the bathroom. I explained to her what happened.

After that, we experienced many more interesting things in her apartment. We would often exchange stories about our homes, because it seemed mine was haunted as well. We had evidence such as photographs with ghosts in them and everything. There was a few different spirits that lived in her apartment. One of them was the little girl I saw. My friend began seeing her more and more often, usually in the bathroom, and once said she'd seen the girl behind her in the bathtub. She always described her the same way I did. She said she thought the girl's name was Clara.

I moved out of the apartments in late 2004 but my friend remained. I visited constantly, and still the girl ghost appeared to be living there. My friend into some new apartments about two years ago. She says that Clara remained back in the old apartments, but there's a new ghost in her place.

I don't know about her, but I kind of miss Clara. She was never intimidating, and felt like a friend rather than something evil.



Sent in by Arii Z, Copyright 2010, http://www.ghost-space.com/ all rights reserved

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Sweet Sixteenth Ghost

It was my 16th birthday and I was excited. I woke up and quickly went to the restroom to get ready for my party. I took a shower, curled my hair, put my clothes on and set up party decorations. My party was 6 hours later though. After putting up decorations, I went in my room and watched T.V.

The lights in my room started to flicker on and off. So I went downstairs to look for my daddy. No one was downstairs, so I decided to call. I dialed my mom's cell phone number and surprisingly, I heard the ring. I turned around looking for it and I gasped at what I saw. Going upstairs, I saw a girl. She had long blonde straight hair with a thick bang that touched her eyelids.

She had on a bright blue sparkling dress with sequins. The dress was short, about 5 inches above her knees. She had on bright blue heels with a silver rose. She was pretty and familiar. I took off my heels and tiptoed behind her. About half way up the stairs, she stopped and turned around. She smiled and her pearly white teeth sparkled. " Hey, Tristyn!" she said. Her blue eyes widened up. She looked so familiar. She reminded me of Jessica Anne, the girl my parents adopted before I was born. She had died at the age 16, the night of her sweet sixteen. Brutally murdered by her best friend Sherry. " Who are you ?" I asked." C'mon, I'm your big sis, don't act like you don't remember me!" she laughed. I was right, but what was she doing here. When Jess Anne was alive she was the perfect child and the perfect sister. Nice, pretty, smart good role-model. All that ended because of a jealous B.F.F."

Jess, what are you doing here?" I asked. " I missed you, plus I want revenge on Sherry!" she cackled. I started to cry and Jessica put her arms around me. " You know me, I don't want revenge, I came back to see you, I missed you. We hugged and talked for at least 30 minutes.

Hours later the party begun and I was the only one not having a good time. So I went up to my room and my sis was there waiting for me. She came to my party and she took care of me. Now, I'm 18 and off at college, GUESS WHAT?! She's here too! I have a private dorm and she practically lives there with me. I love my sister.

Wrote by Tristyn 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Could It Could Be A Gift?

I was reading a story on here earlier and I had experienced the same thing the other writer did. I'm not sure if this is a gift I have or if I could possibly be losing my sanity.

I'm not sure why, but I have deja vue all the time and I know exactly what you're thinking right now; "Well you aren't the only one." But, it's incredibly weird. It seems that I can predict what's going to happen or what people are feeling.

For example, my friend once was telling me a story that had just happened to her and I was like, "Yeah, yeah I know, I know. You were walking home with your cousin and you passed a few guys on the street and they started following you."

She was quiet for a second, just giving me a blank stare. I looked at her questionably and asked, "What's wrong?" She shook her head. "Nothing..just..did Amanda tell you this already?" I shook my head. "No...you already told me this though."

She continued to stare at me. "No, this just happened to me Leigh." That wasn't the first incident either. It's incredibly weird and when I try to talk to my parents or some other family member, they simply laugh at me and tell me how "crazy" I am or they tell me I'm good at telling stories but the sad thing is, I'm not. I know these things and I don't like it.

Another incident was the four hours before two of my dearest friends had died. I was sitting in class, fourth period (my last class to be exact) and I suddenly became terribly saddened. I didn't care about anything that was happening at that moment. I was depressed, torn...hurt. For the rest of class, I was quiet and let me tell you, I'm one of the most talkative people ever. Eventually my teacher looked at me and jokingly asked, "Ah, well class seems awkwardly quiet, Leigh, don't you have anything to say for once?" I whipped a tear and walked out of the classroom. Moments later, my friend walked out of the room and asked me what was wrong. She too was a close friend of Miles and Zach's (my friends who passed). I sighed. "They're going to get hurt...terribly. It's going to be a crash and they won't survive." I cried. She looked at me questionably. After I walked back into the classroom, I went to the counselor and told them I was just upset.

Once the day was over and I was home, I was working on my homework. Once I finished, I took a shower and when I got out (7:12pm), my mom called for me to come into the living room. She beckoned for me to sit down on the couch then exhaled and said, "I'm sorry honey." I looked at her questionably. "Okay...about what?" "There was a crash..." I froze as she continued. "It was Zach and Miles." She said. "Are they okay?" I asked through tears. She shook her head with her eyes watering. "They died on the spot."

I don't know...maybe I am losing my sanity.

Wrote By Ashleigh 2010 http://www.ghost-space.com/