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/
Friday, November 14, 2014
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/
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/
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/
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/
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/
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/
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/
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