Ghost Stories
Hi, my name is Tara. One day I was at home alone because my mom and dad were both at work, and my brother was sleeping.
I went downstairs to watch some TV. Then, my dad called and said to wake up my brother. When i was heading for the stairs, i saw a young boy in a soldier's outfit on and a gun strapped to his back. After that, he vanished. Later, written sloppily on a piece of paper was "Danny, 1851."....Ghost Stories by Tara.
Hi my name is Kim me and others have witnessed her our ghost she is a young woman with dark hair.
I have seen her body and face but not her feet I just typed a letter 2 you but do not think it got there not very good at this putor thing yet. Our youngest has seen her pjs move the same night she was in our room, my 18 yr old witnessed an old lamp flickering as I asked it questions so I know she can conmunicate Yes we did check the lamp twice, fuses box and plug in.
She seems harmless but has been into 3 homes so I have many questions PLEASE reply thank you Kim....Ghost Stories by Kim.
Hi my name is manda. About 2 years ago i moved into this house i am
currently living in. When we first moved in we heard noises and saw hazes. I
guess what i abou to tell you is the first major thing that happend. It was
the first week we had moved in. I was asleep in my bed, when suddenly a cold
chill woke me up. my fan turned on it was on high. it was alreadly cold in
there.I slowly looked over to the left side of my bed. I saw this man
standing there, not really a man more like th shadowy outline of a man. He
standing by my bed just standing there. I knew iut wasn't my dad he would
have said something. The man leaned closer to my bed. i could hear him
breathing. He leaned even closer. I could feel his weight against myt knee,
as if he were a real man. I wanted to scream but i was frozen in terror. I
just prayed my mom or dad would wake up and come check on me or have to use
the bathroom. THe man lean closer. i could feel his icy breath on my cheek.
Just then a light came on. it was the bathroom light. The man vanished into
thin air. My dad was getting ready to walk into the bathroom when he looked
over to me. he asked: whats wrong? Why do you look so scared?
Hi! my name is Nique and i'm from PA. i just happen to live next door to a
medical building (lucky me!). my friends and i used to make jokes that it
was haunted and the ghost would walk the roads at night. on new year's eve
of 2000, my two best friends, jordan and willow, wanted to know if some one
was really haunting the medical building. i have just bought a ouija board
and thought it might help us.so we went up to my bedroom where it was quiet,
so we could "play" it.we didn't believe that ouija boards worked. so we
didn't think that this would work. we asked some personal questions about
ourselves first. then we asked the ouija board "was any one killed in the
medical building?". it didn't move, so we lost interest and started talking
about other stuff. i dunno what happened or what we said but the message
"sender" started to move VERY quickly across the board to the word YES. we
jumped and i had flipped the board over because we were really scared. we
ran out of my bedroom as fast as we could. we didn't have any more dealings
w/ the ouija board that night.
A cvouple months later, me and my friend kara, wanted to try the ouija board
again.
the 1st question we asked was "was any one killed in the medical building".
its answer was "yes". we asked "who?" it had spelled out "william". then we
decided to ask "how many people were killed there?". it responded by saying
"4". at this point you could probally guess that we were really scared! we
decided to ask one more question before we all flipped out, it was "who
killed these people?". it spelled ou the letters P-A-T-R-I-C-K. we were
REALLY scared now.
On Feb. 4,2001, my friend jordan (from our first encounter), came over to
check out the medical building and see if this is all true or we just made
it up. when she came over, we imediately went up to the med. building w/ the
ouija board. on our drive up there, we began to get scared and we started to
hear things. when we got in front of the med. building, we didn't know if we
should go up to it yet, so we drove on past it.
when we got well enought past it so that we were able to stop and think of
what we were to do, we pulled the ouija board out of my backpack. at this
time we started to see something red running through the woods. at first we
thought we were imagining things, then we believed that what we were seeing
was real.
so we asked the ouija board "what is william's favorite color?". it moved
across the board VERY quickly to the letter M. at first we didn't know what
color started w/ the letter M. then i said "murder", but that wasn't a
color. then jordan said "maroon". we supposed that was what it meant.
so we drove down to the med. building again. we had stopped right in the
driveway to the med. building. jordan said she saw a tree that looked like
it was bleeding. at first i didn't see it, then i saw it.
the tree looked like it was cut or something and it was bleeding just like
a person. i was so totally freaked out. i stepped on the gas pedal and got
out of there as fast as we could.
i drove right past my house and up the road a little ways. i had stopped to
look out across the fields and talk bout what we saw. then we began hearing
these noises, almost as if some one had a bell and was ringing it. we had
gotten out of there and back to my house.
i don't know what this is, or why i am the one that communicates w/ this
person or people. i would like to help these spirits w/ what ever their
problem is so that they can rest in peace soon....Ghost Stories by Nique.
I live in a new house. I did not think ghost could live in one. I've seen a
man with a handle bar moustache several times. He's always in my son's
room. My dog won't even come upstairs. The two cats always stay away from
that room also. He's only shown himself to me. When I'm home alone I
hear someone walking around.
I was reading at a beach house one night when I couldn't sleep. My
attention was suddenly drawn to a filmy, cloudy rectangular-shaped
object that seemed to be floating about 6 feet off the floor. I watched
it for about 30 seconds, as soon as I decided that it must be a spirit
of some kind, it just floated into a mirror on the wall. I gave it no
more thought (I even totally forgot about it), until the next day when
another person in our family said that she had seen a ghost in her
bedroom the night before I had my sighting. She said she covered her
head with the blanket 3 times and finally after the third time, it had
"danced" out the window. Now we were staying directly across the street
from a lighthouse that was supposedly haunted. I didn't feel that I
"knew" this spirit, so maybe it was an old sailor...I don't know!
Our family has been living in this house for close to twenty years. Growing
up, we've gotten use to the strange occurrances that happen every so often.
Here goes!
When I was little, my mom recalls a time when she was going around
checking up on us in the middle of the night. As she passed the bathroom on
the way to my brother's and my rooms, she happened to see that her vase of
flowers in the bathroom were knocked over onto the sink area. She figured
that we had probably knocked it over while we were brushing our teeth
earlier. So, she just put the flowers back in the vase and placed them next
to the sink, again. After checking up on us, she was on her way back to my
parents' bedroom and crossing the bathroom again, she saw that the vase was
knocked over once more. This time, the flowers were all over the floor with
petals and leaves strewn everywhere. There were even flower petals and
leaves behind the toilet(which is about 3-4 feet away from the sink) and insid
e the bathtub. It took my mom quite a while to clean it all up. Since then,
she never leaves vases or flowers on the sink.This was just one instance.
When I was little, I always remember hearing my mom calling me, but she
wouldn't be home. Like, I'd hear her calling my name and I'd come running
out to the kitchen or whatever, and she wouldn't even be home. It would only
be my dad at home. Or, I'd hear her calling me and come running out, and
she'd say that she didn't call me at all. My siblings recall similar
experiences of my mom calling them, too.
Just recently, we've been having more things happening... Or, I'm just
getting too old to remember all the strange stuff that's happened to me. In
any case... In 1994, two weeks before Christmas, my youngest sister died in
my mom's arms in our house. She was only 16 months old. Ever since then,
things have taken on a new twist.
Around Christmas-time after the baby's death, we had some family over for
dinner. My mom put lights up around our fireplace mantle (around my sister's
picture) as a kind of memorial to her. After dinner, everyone was sitting
around talking in the family room. The kids (that includes me) were in the
living room, where the fireplace is. We were just playing, when all of a
sudden, we all noticed that the lights around the mantle were blinking. THEY
WERE NOT BLINKING LIGHTS... And the blinking wasn't a steady one. It was
varying. Slow and fast. One of our relatives thought that maybe there was
something wrong with the connection, so he unplugged the lights. They were
still blinking, even though they were unplugged. He decided to replug it back
in. Still blinking. By now, all the adults had heard the commotion and gone
to the livingroom to see what was going on. My mom, instantly went to the
mantle. As she got closer to the fireplace, the lights blinked faster. Then,
she said my sister's name and they just stopped blinking.
A year later, I was walking past the kitchen when all of a sudden, I
heard a loud bang, like a gun had gone off or something. Being startled, I
ran into the family room to where my parents were. They were asking me what I
was doing in the kitchen to make the loud noise. My mom and I went back into
the kitchen and found shattered glass all over the kitchen floor and in the
sink. It seems that a glass that was sitting next to the sink had
spontaneously shattered into a million pieces. To this day, we still don't
know how that happened.
And, within the past year, my mom has had a few eerie occurrances. Over
the summer of 1999, my mom wanted to remodel the kitchen herself. So, she
spent all of her time sanding the cabinets and such. Well, she was home by
herself and working, when out of the corner of her eye, she saw a little girl
bobbing her head back and forth from behind the kitchen door. The little
girl looked to be about 5 with dark hair and fair complexion (much like how
my sister would have looked if she were still alive). At first, she thought
that it was my other sister, who is 15, playing a trick with her, but my mom
then realized that my sister was not home. This type of hide-and-go-seek
sightings has been happening a lot lately. I've seen the little girl a
couple of times myself. Bobbing her head up and down around where our bar
area is. My uncle, who knew nothing of the incidents said that he saw a
little girl bobbing her head up and down from behind the couch in our family
room.
I try not to say that I believe in ghosts, but I definitely believe in
spirits who are somehow on this earth for some reason. I don't mind if
they're living in our house, I just wish they wouldn't scare me so much.
I've had too many personal experiences that I have not mentioned and they've
all scared the living daylights out of me. Almost everybody in our family
has had some experience. There have been a great deal more occurrances of
more normal spirit activities that I hadn't mentioned... TV turning on by
itself, Volume on the TV going up without anyone touching or even near the
remote control, faucets turning on by themselves, lights turning on/off by
themselves, a baby's crying in the middle of the night, our dogs barking at
certain parts of certain rooms where nothing is there, etc. Even though all
these things happen, my parents still don't want to move.
My moms house is definitely haunted. My mom owns a 2 family house.
She rents out the first floor. Her bedroom is on the second floor
mine is on the third. You could hear foots steps walking up the
stairs.(not creak...but walking). Once upstairs you can hear
him pacing back and forth from room to room. I always hide under my
covers. When my friends would slept over they would feel it touch
their hair. Once I wasn't sleeping under the covers. I felt it touch my hair. It
felt like fingers only a very weird sensation. I put the covers over my head not
realizing my feet were sticking out and it touched my foot. It felt cold like
fingers only very weird . I remember it was in the summer and I was up stairs
playing on the computer. I got a weird feeling that some body was in
the room with me. The hairs on my arm stood up. The bathroom door where you
could see clearly from where I was playing on the computer just
slammed. I thought maybe it was the wind but because I felt so
uncomfortably I looked in the room......It was a hot day, no wind and the window
was shut.This was a heavy wooded door. I ran down stairs. I use to
hear my mom calling me all the time. When I'd go down stairs she said she never
called me. One day my friend was at the house. We were upstairs and they
said your moms calling you...I said no she's not. We heard it again. I said I
bet she's not calling me. I went down stairs with them asked my mom if she was
calling me and she said "No". I would hear knocks on my door ( 3 slow knocks )
right before I went to bed. I'd look and know one was there. Lights would
flicker contentiously for no reason at all. At night he'd walk around pacing
..Some times I'd hear him moving my tapes around on my entertainment center. I
call my ghost a man for 3 reasons. Once I my mom thought she saw a man with a
hat go down our basement.There was no man. Another time my mom's friend said she
was down the basement and bumped into some thing ......human while getting
the wash. She ran upstairs. Years latter. I was doing wash down the basement.
Nothing was behind me. I was putting my clothiers into the dryer and when I put
my arm back a little to get the clothes out .....it was like he was
standing right behind me because I hit him in the stern area .
It felt human and it felt like a mans built and firmness. I ran. My mom
still lives there. I don't any more. To this day I will not go tho the 3rd floor
or basement by myself in her house....Ghost Stories by Manda.
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