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/
Thursday, September 18, 2014
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/
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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/
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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!
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