Thursday, September 30, 2010
The Rocking Chair in Broome
When I was a little boy living there I used come home from school to an empty house being that my parents were always at work till about 6:00 to 7:00 pm and I've come used to not facing my back to which I can't see, so I'm at my kitchen table doing some homework as I look and just catch something walk into my mothers room. I ignored it and then caught it walk out again and scared as I was I went to my phone and called my aunty to come and pick me up. At the time we had these old rocking chairs and as I hung up I looked to the right and an old lady dressed in blacks rags was sitting on the rocking chair and head turned and looked as though straight into my soul, freaked out as I was I put my head down and looked back... it was gone but the rocking chair was still rocking. From that time on a lot of events had occurred in my house to seeing little boys, lights flicking off and on, doors opening and a lot other unexplained events which I have come to being used to.
Sent in by Quinlan Jaffery, Copyright 2010
Hospital Whispering
I was working in nutrition located in the basement level of the hospital. I was preparing the tea and coffee to go up to the wards when I started having this feeling of being watched. It was almost like static electricity surrounded me. The hair on the back of my neck started to rise and I was feeling nervous but I talked my self down by saying I was paranoid and nothing was there.
I proceeded to fill cup after cup stacking the trays but the feeling was intensifying. I turned to grab the stack from the top and lift it over to the other counter where it would be transferred to the carts. Both counters were made out of stainless steel and I am adding to this because they are great for impressions made from cups and trays. They are sensitive to hot and cold. So when I turned to put the tray down I was not expecting to see a hand imprint from the other side of the counter. The fingers were faced towards me and as I watched the hand print slowly evaporated off the counter. That was it I'm leaving I thought.
So I started down the kitchen past the fridge when I heard my name. It was not a loud out burst but a soft voice that made it sound as if it were asking if that was truly my name. Kinda of like a question. I paused in shock that I heard my name. I proceeded then to where the rest of the staff was and asked if maybe any body had called for me and they said no.
Crazy but true. Thanks for your time.
Sent in by Brandy, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Mommy Who is That Lady?
One of the first things that had happened when I was about two years old. My mom was giving me a bath in the kitchen. It was only me and her home at the time. As we were walking into the living room to get me dressed, I looked at the top of the steps. (you had to pass the steps to the upstairs in order to get to the living room) there was a figure of a woman standing at the top of the steps. I turned to my mom and asked, "mommy, who is that lady at the top of the steps?" My mother was beyond freaked out. She asked me what I was talking about and I told her there was a scary lady at the top of the steps, she didn't bother to look until someone else got home.
Then, another thing happened to my grandpap. He was in the kitchen, doing something at the counter. (he told me this) then, he said he felt a pair of hands on his back. He said when he turned to look who it was, something shoved him into the counter. He turned around to see nothing there.
Sent in by Taylor, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Haunted Barn?
When my other friend arrived at my house I told him that something was in my barn, because I heard footsteps on the top floor and that there is no possible way to get to it. He looked at me with disbelief and so I showed him and told him what exactly happened and then we heard footsteps again. I looked at him and said "do you believe me now?" He shook his head yes so we went around the barn and showed how there was no way to get up there. We went back inside the barn and found like a old shutter from a window and made it into a ladder to get up onto the top floor.
When we got to the top floor we started to investigate where we heard the footsteps and we looked down and there was a light imprint of a shoe scuff. we kinda got freaked out at that time. We started to taunt what ever was in there, all of a sudden we heard a scratching kind of noise it sound like it was claws scratching a tin roof. So that scared us, we thought that was pretty amazing so we decided to taunt it more all of a sudden we felt a burning feeling on our arms. We looked at our arms and it was red not light red but blood being brought to the surface red. We jumped out of the barn and ran to my house. We washed our arms and we saw claw marks on our arms. I still have the scars to prove it...
Sent in by Ian, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
My Dog Sensed a Ghost
My story happened about 5 months ago, my Akita at about 3 am in the morning was walking around and running in my home with her head straight up in the air, she couldn't move it, she was looking through the corners of her eyes but could not put her head down. I calmed her down and eventually rubbed her and prayed, she came out of it, but took off running out the door, she would not come in till the next day.
My other dog stayed in a room that was haunted and stayed there as if she was protecting us, never really moved from there.
When I moved this past summer I had to give both away, they acted like normal according to the new owners and I had cat that would act very strange too, so there is no doubt they use their sixth sense, like we have. They are not ridiculed like humans are so they use it naturally as it comes. I always thought this way, if we weren't criticized, it would come to us more so, instead we suppress it as its not "acceptable"
~ Randy
Also see Dogs Seeing Spirits
Friday, September 10, 2010
Could a Relative be a Warlock?
Since he's always talking about how bad his situation is all the time, yet raking up all kinds of freebies, while I have to struggle and pay for everything I get, could he be using some kind of power to manipulate people? Every time I talk to him, I always have to have something expensive repaired, which costs me money.
He seems to live a simple life; I've never seen any books on magic or witchcraft lying about, but something really seems strange here. He even goes to church regularly.
Am I just imagining things, or could he be doing something which I don't understand? Am I jealous? Your opinion would be appreciated.
Sent in by Pat, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
The Little Boy on Rosebush Street
After that,when Marky came home, I asked him to sit on the settee while I got his lemonade (Marky has a habit of drinking lemonade every day when he comes home). When I approached him with the lemonade, he was kind of looking pale. I asked what the matter was and he told he heard a voice laughing and then saw a dark figure walking in the hallway. I had often heard Tom talking to someone or something I couldn't see. When I ask him to whom he was talking to he said my "friend". I haven't understood the mystery of this house but I think its haunted.
Sent in by Jennissa Wayne, Copyright 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
It Sat on My Chest and Held Me Down!
I was sleeping on my back with my arms laid out and I woke up to this weird noise. I'm trying to explain it the best I can. It sounded like "WWEEEEEEEEEEEE" then there was a pop noise like your ear popping. Right after the pop something was on top of me sitting on my chest. It was also holding my arms down. I could not breathe and could barely move. My brother was in the room beside me and I tried to scream but nothing would come out. It was dark and I could not see anything. What ever is was, was very strong. I am 230 pounds and am not weak. I thought I was going to pass out cause I couldn't breathe. I got one of my arms free and reached up and I grabbed some hair. It was long greasy hair and I twisted it and pulled whatever it was off of me. When it came off, I heard the pop noise again and it was gone.
Everything I have said here is true. I was wide awake through the whole thing just as awake as I am now typing this. IT WAS REAL! I don't even want to go to bed cause I don't ever want to go through that ever again.
Sent in by Chance, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Thursday, September 2, 2010
The Devil Chair
But a few days later I was alone in the house. My dad was a paper man at the time hence how he got the chair. My mom and brother were in DC on a high school field trip. So I thought I would just lock my door and cover my head with blankets. I heard my door knob scuffle then a repetitive series of loud knocks I thought it was my dad so I yelled out "DAD?" The knocks stopped. Then I opened my door after a relatively loud banging knows followed by wood snapping. (my bedroom door is made of two thin connected boards of wood. There was no one there. So I shut the door locked it and put a chair in front of it.
The Devil Keeps Visiting my Daughter
Last night when I was falling asleep my bedroom closet started to rattle and bang. My daughter keeps seeing the devil almost every day. We just learned the man across the street committed suicide last year. In his trailer is a massive pentagram on the floor and the wall. The woman next door has a pentagram on her shirt. But on Sunday's right before or after church he becomes very active.
Mountain Spirits
The truck stopped, an older, gruffy man stepped out and approached us. His breath came out in misty puffs, his walk magnified by the crunch of gravel. I was somewhat scared, I'm sure my buddy was too. Thoughts of Deliverance rang through my head! All he said was "What's going on?" We explained what happened. "Ain't no one can git ya out till morning". He did say there was an old fish camp nearby that we could probably sleep at. "I can drop ya off there". We hopped in the back of the truck and he took us to the place. Led us straight to a room, it was open and told us to stay there; someone would come by in the morning. I asked his name and he said "Henry Holcombe". We thanked him and said good night.
Paranormal Contact in My Dream?
When I woke up I thought nothing of the dream and nearly forgot about it until 1 year later when I was in Queensland with my mum. We were on a holiday staying with some family. I had just got out of the pool when I saw a little girl with blond curly hair and a pretty white frock looking right at me. I asked my friend if she could see her and she could not see her. I saw her for about 2 minutes and then she was gone. I thought I was going crazy or something until I saw her at my house. Mum could not see her either. It happed again at school and at camp, but none of my friends could see her either. It happened over and over again, she just stands there looking at me. Sometimes she looks sad and sometimes she looks happy. I still see her, but I don't no what to do. My friends and family says she wants something from me, but I think she need help. If she was evil she would of killed me all ready. I think she's a poor little girl who needs me to do something. The weird thing is I'm not scared of her.
I swear everything is I've said is true. I'm not crazy, just confused.
This is my story.
Sent in by Unknown, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Are They Following Me?
Today I woke up and I had a heart shape on my forehead I rubbed it off with water. I did not have this on my head when I was going to bed, because I washed my face. It was very unusual. When I'm sleeping usually things happen, like a cold hand on my shoulder or someone by my side or sometimes I hear a singing girl. Even when I'm not at home something has touched my side. Or played with my hair. I'm sitting on a recliner and I feel a very cold presence near my foot just pass by.
My dog also stares at things or growls and his eyes follow a person that isn't there. I consider myself lucky for being born into this world that is why I feel the miscarriages are watching over me protecting me. They are not evil just silly trying to mess with me sometimes. Sometimes I feel their sadness of not living and sometimes I feel them being happy for me. I think they make me stronger. I recently broke my ankle and its healing quicker than usual. Do you think they are following me? Or can all this be explained. If you don't think they are I will always feel that they are helping me through life.
Sent in by Emily, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Battling Demons
The first really freaky thing that happened was when I was jogging around my neighborhood after my first youth group. I have only been to like 4 or 5 youth group meetings, but anyways I was jogging and I felt very uncomfortable like someone was following me. then a wasp flew in my mouth and I was choking and spit it out! then I sat down by a tree and said Satan I rebuke you from this spot in the name of Jesus Christ. then I felt this overwhelming peace. I also felt a stinging on my arm. I had a huge red scratch down my right arm and a gash in my thumb. So I ran home. That same night I really felt like running,... in the dark...
The Daytime Fright
It was a typical sunny day in October and I was busy with chores not thinking much about anything just getting my work done. I remember it was a warm day for October in Minnesota and I had all the windows open and the back screen door too. The breeze was blowing the living room curtains and the fresh air smelled great. I went into the bathroom where I stored the clean bedding and headed back to my bedroom. I was looking down making sure I had 4 pillow cases and I saw two feet, legs, torso in front of me! I stopped suddenly realizing that my husband was not home; I was alone or so I thought! I gasped! At this point I thought someone had come into the house! I looked straight up to see their face and the apparition disappeared! Needless to say I was quite shaken! I went outside to get some air and get out of my house while I calmed myself down.
You expect to see and hear things at night usually but there IT was in broad daylight making it's presence known! I never saw IT again thankfully....
Sent in by Pat, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com
Alien Buddy
I slept upstairs, on the third floor. I had an imaginary "Stuffed" Friend. He was an Alien named Alien Buddy. I loved him and would play with him and talk to him like he was a real person. In fact, I still do today! Of course, back then, on that foreboding kiddy corner house located on Concordia avenue, he was alive. Or so my parents thought. It all started one night, me fast asleep, covered by a warm comforter, my parents down in the living room hanging out. My mom decided she was tired and climbed up the stairway to her room, she had to pass my room. Alien buddy was in a toy box I kept safe in my closet, until mom passed my room. There was alien buddy, on my floor, watching as mom went to her bedroom. Dad followed her and Alien Buddy kept glaring at them with two felt black eyes shaped like walnuts. A devious string smile was under the eyes. Mom would look once at Alien Buddy, then burst into full speed to the end of the hallway, where their bedroom was located. "I swear that thing is possessed". She would say, a frightened gleam in her eyes. This happened every night, according to her and dad.
We threw him in the attic, I begged mom and dad not to, but they wouldn't listen. I still spoke to him through the ceiling. Alien Buddy still carries that Foreboding feeling of the Concordia house with him, but I pay no attention to him. Sometimes, I talk to him, and he answers back.
Sent in by Celestine Navarre, Copyright 2010
Ghost in Port Dover Attic
The next day me and my friend Randie and Jojo went up and we saw something run across the room we ran down stairs and shut the door and never went back up when we came down we looked at Randie and her arms were covered in bruises. I've never stepped in that house again and I never will thank god my aunt moved.
Later on in life we got a call from a old friend who now lives at the house and they told us a story. It seems a guy who lived in the house before both of us hung himself in the attic but the rope broke he fell down the stairs and smashed on the door for help but no one came.
Yesterday me and my friend Noah were walking by the house and he screamed. I asked what happened and he said he looked into the attic window and saw a guy in the attic watching him. Scary thing is from what the people who live there said the attic is boarded up now and no one can get up there. If any of you guys can tell me what this ghost is it would help a lot
Sent in by Jacob, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com