Humming with White Snakes

Well, this is about my best friend and the things that she encountered...

It's not much but she tells me she used to see a white snake on her front door ( the one you use to get into the house). She sees it from when she was young and still sees it now...

And once, I was with her when this happened... I went to her house and we were in her room, studying. Then suddenly, she was like, "Stop singing!" But the thing was, I was not singing and neither was her mom ( who was in the room with us). When I asked her about it, she told me she heard some kind of humming and some hand stroking her arm softly. She asked me if I heard the humming, but I did not feel anything.

I'm confused. Is she feeling some sort of ghost around her?

Sent in by coolbuddyrules, Copyright 2010

My Friends Imaginary Friend

I was about five or six and my friend Emily had a friend named Sarah and I would go to her house and her mom would tell me that she was upstairs talking to Sarah. I would go up there and she was crying and she turned around and there was a huge scratch on her face. She was scared.

When I was seven I met a girl named Makayla. We went to her house and her mother told us she had died of fright. And one day her mother let me go into her room and when I went up there I saw her and Sarah holding hands. I screamed and her mom came in and offered me a ride home.

One of my recent experiences was a day before my  birthday I saw her walking on my street and she saw me and disappeared. I did not even go to sleep till 10:00 pm. I was so scared and I have kept it a secret from the rest of my friends to this day.

Sent in by Tarryn Erickson, Copyright 2010

Buried with the Bones

My nieces daughter who is 6, talks with my mother all the time.

And she says things that make us to believe she is there. Too grownup for a 6 year old, and things that have not been discussed with her, she tells us.

My question is why would my mother all of a sudden say to her she does not want to be buried in the ground with the bones? I am curious as to what this could mean.

What is my mothers fear? She was cremated.  Her ashes stay with my dad, until he dies and then we will put them in there spot.  She watches over my dad. My mother got saved before she died. Will she in fact go to heaven? Why did she not go to heaven? I am starting to get obsessed over this.

Also this little girl talks to another ghost. A young teenager, who died in an auto crash. She calls her her angel. Her mother goes with the flow, as she is always talking to them. Kinda creepy.

Sent in by Barbara Bachi, Copyright 2010

My Moms Baby Haunting

This is a true story, I heard it from my mom.

When my mom was a baby, she lived in a small apartment with her four other brothers and sisters and parents. The baby crib was in her parents (my grandparents') bedroom.

Now, my mom's grandmother had died a while before she was born. so one night, when my grandmother was sleeping, she was awakened by the movement of her bed. It was my mom's grandmother who was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching over her. She knew it was real because after a little while, the bed would go up and she would leave. This continued for many nights, and finally ended when my mom grew up. It was not an angry spirit, rather a grandmother wanting to see the baby.

Sent in by Donna, Copyright 2010

Was It an Angel?

I use to live in a small town called Fort Beaufort in South Africa, I was about 8 years old when something strange happened to me.

It all started when Play Land came to our town, my gran wanted me to go with her to a movie which was to be screened in The city hall as Fort Beaufort never had a cinema.

So after the movie was finished,I walked to my house which was just across the road from the city hall, I kept walking and never heard my gran call me.

We had two gates that led to our garden, so I went through the first gate and I paused because I was to afraid to go through the second gate, so as I turned to my side I saw a Tall figure standing in front of me, It was a man wearing a white robe with a gold belt, he had white curly hair and beard with piercing blue eyes, he also had enormous wings and he was glowing.

As I looked at him he told me that I mustn't be afraid, so I looked at the gate and looked back to him, and he was gone, I walked to the front door and knocked, but no one was home. All of a sudden I heard my mom call me from the gate, I ran to her and told her that I saw an Angel, she believed me. Maybe It was my guardian Angel, who knows!

Sent in by Believer, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com

The Demon Boy

OK when I got home from school no one told me that my mom was not going to be home and to go to grandmas house. So I walked inside and I saw this little boy sitting there in front of the TV. I thought that it might be my little brother so I said hello Josh I'm home aren't you going to say hi to me. Right when I said that It turned around and it's face was really scary half of his face was ripped and blood was oozing out but to my surprise the blood when it hit the ground soaked instantly up did not even stain the carpet.

I started to run away and it called out to me come back mommy I thought you loved me. it said that over and over. I was scared and confused. I'm only 16 I'm not old enough to even have a kid in fact I have never had a kid in my life and after that I don't even think I want to have a kid.

Sent in by Ellen, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com

Evil is Alive and its Coming for Me

So one day I was sitting on the bench swing in my back yard. I happen to look up over into my grandmas yard and right at the corner of her house I saw a man like figure looking at me. then I looked back and it was gone. But just then I herd this demonized roar coming from my grandmas house. Then that night the phone rang and I picked it up and all I heard was deep breathing So I hung up. Just after I hung up it rang again So I picked it up again but before I could say hello I herd this voice say I'm satin in like this really scary voice a voice I had never herd before so real that no one could even imitate it. I instantly dropped the phone and ran away to my room. I went on the compute and looked up you tube scary voices of satin and I listened to all of the voices and  their was not one that sounded like the voice I herd. Just then something pulled my hair really hard that some even fell out. So I turned around and all I saw was this hand coming out of the corner of my door. that was like a nightmare.

Sent in by Shala, Copyright 2010 Ghost-Space.com