Loving Rose's Ghost Story
The first incident that pops into my head was in 1991 when I was
traveling in Germany. My psychic abilities were just beginning to open
up.
Anyway, I was staying in Berchtesgaden (in the Bavarian Alps really
close to the Austrian border) which is where Adolf Hitler and his
henchmen had stolen a lot of land and homes to build their mountain
retreats. Martin Boorman, who was Hitler's Secretary of State after
Hess was captured by the British, was primarily responsible for this
theft. The hotel I stayed at had been purchased by the Nazis in the
1930's, refurbished, and used to entertain visiting dignitaries. The
whole town and hotel reaked of Martin Boorman's energy!!! My first
night at the hotel, I decided to eat in the dining room/restaurant
instead of going out for dinner. The table I sat at was in the middle
of the room, facing the entrance which was to my left. Every time I
looked up, I expected to see Martin Boorman and his entourage walk
through that door. Several times, I felt shivers going down my back.
Once, walking through a hallway, I saw a high-ranking German military
officer walking toward me.
My last night there, I woke in the middle of the night to the sense of
a heavy cold weight on my chest. It felt like someone was trying to
enter my aura. After a few minutes of trying to figure out what this was
(and becoming somewhat nervous -- after all it was a strange dark room in
the middle of the night), I yelled, "Get OUT!" and the presence immediately
left.
Loving Rose (lovingrose@hotmail.com)
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(NAME) Kristina
(EMAIL) kristina2002@hotmail.com
(Location) Petoskey, Mi
(Story)
This is a story my mother told me. When she was 16, her mother was dying of cancer. My mother was lying on the sofa in the living room of her house watching television. Her mother was up in her bed up the 3 steps. All of a sudden the tv went off and then back on again. Then up on the top of the steps she saw a gray figure. Her mother cried out and my mother ran up the steps to her room. Her mother, who had not spoken a word in weeks, let alone move, sat up in her bed and pointed towards the corner of the room. "Your not going to get me," she said. And then
she lay back down. 2 days later she died.
(NAME) Tianna Stanton
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) chicago IL.
(Story)
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My mother and I were spending the night at my mother's best friend's and husband's house. While everyone was downstairs including myself, I heard heavy footsteps upstairs. I wasn't the only one to hear it. My mom and her friend heard it as well.
Later that night mom and I went to our room went to sleep. While I slept, mom had heard the same heavy foot steps in the hallway. It was pitch dark so she couldn't see anything. it came in our room, pulled the covers on my mom's side and got in the bed. She turned on the light, she saw nothing. The next morning we
left for home in the city.
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(NAME) Anonymous
(EMAIL) Anonymous
(Location) Manila,Philippines
(Story)
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This story is told in my school ever since I was in Grade 4! I don't know if it is true but some says that it is! Anyway,It all started in a school for girls. There are 3 students who wanted to find out if there really are ghosts in the said school. So, They didn't go home and hid in one of the classrooms. One of
them suggested that they should go to the bathroom before they sleep.... So,they went to find one! As they know the nearest bathroom can be found in the 2nd floor so they went there,but the bathroom is locked and so they went to the 3rd floor unfortunately it is also locked. So,they went to the 4th floor, and luckily they found one that is unlocked. While one of them is in the cubicle and the other 2 look in the mirror they heard their classmate from the cubicle scream! When they opened the door of that cubicle they saw the head of their classmate cut off! So,they ran as fast as they could! Luckily their parents was there looking for them....They told the story that night to the parents of the "missing classmate" but obviously didn't believe them.The next day, they went to school and asked the janitor if he had seen the head of their classmate....Then the janitor replied...."Are you kidding? There is no bathroom in the 4th floor!" And they just stared at each other!
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(NAME) DUSTIN AND AARON
(EMAIL) bedwards@dalton.net
(Location) rocky face GA
(Story) THE SHADOW MAN
ONE foggy Halloween night I myself DUSTIN was trick or treating with AARON JONES . It was a dark and spooky night and it was raining. Anyway we were walking to this house and the GRAVEYARD caught our eye. SO we started walking toward the graveyard just as we got to the gate we saw a creepy shadow lurking throughout the graveyad. So we decided to check
it out . The shadow was carrying a bloody AXE. As we came closer
to the shadow we saw it dragging a dead body across the graveyard. Suddenly he stopped then he turned around and saw us. He droped the body in a grave and started after us with his axe we ran and ran then we heard a thump then as we turned around its axe was stuck in the tree and the shadow man was gone. So we walked to the axe in the tree just as our hand began to touch the AXE the shadow grabbed us! Then he pulled the axe out of the tree and he tried to chop us in half but we barely step out of the way and knocked the shadow man down and ran out of the graveyard. We started to run we didn't stop till we got home and soon as we got there we saw the shadow mans axe stuck in the door of our house. Then we opened the door and closed it without touching the AXE as the door closed we heard the AXE fall out of the door and hit the groung so we opened the door and the AXE was gone. We went inside and ate our candy and never trick or treated again .
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(NAME) anonymous
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) undisclosed
(Story)
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When i was 4yrs. old my grandmother died. Even though I was 4 I can still remember it quite clearly to this day. I was playing only a few yards from my home and I saw my grandmother standing in what we called the " the hole in the fence" she just stood there waving with her hands for me to come to her. My oldest brother asked me what I was talking to and I said grammy, he freaked out, and went screaming home and told my mother. I was told later that she didnt like me. The thing about the fence is that is was a fence that blocked the cliff that went over the highway, and the kids of the neighborhood opened the fence to hang out on the cliffs. My point is..... if i went to my grandmother i would have died. since that i have never seen her again.
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(NAME) c-loc
(Story)The Knife
I was getting ready to go out with my girlfriend and her
friend. So I put my knife and a little bit of money on the dresser I live alone so I knew noone would mess with it. When I got back I found it gone. See I had been gone for about five hours and I knew somtimes my mind would slip. So I looked around the house I did not see it anywhere. And I knew I had it in the house somewhere. So I decided to take one last look in my room just to be sure. The first place I looked was on my dresser where I thought I originally put it and there it was it was not there the first time I looked when I first got back. And I said to myself I know This was not here when ever I first got back. I
grabbed my knife and my money turned around walked out of my room
closed my door went and sat down in the living room then I just
happened to look at my bedroom door. And the nxt thing I know it all of a sudden opens by itself slowly. I said to myself noway. So I started to walk back to my room! about halfway there just out of nowhere I see my dead grandfather that lived in this house most of his life. And slept in the same room as me. He started toward me I backed up sat in my chair he got closer and then dissapeared.
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(NAME) Jeff
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) undisclosed
(Story)
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When I was 9 years old ,my father died . It was the worst experince I ever had ,or so I thought . It was about 3 years ago ,Im 11 now . See ,my father and were like best friends . He always bailed me out when I got into trouble ,and I could always talk to him . When he got sick ,I got worried ,but thought I though he would recover ,but obviously not . Here's my story..... As I said ,my father is dead . It had been about a year from his death when this happend . If youre a bit scared of gorey events ,you may not like this . See ,I had always hated zombies . Ever sice I saw ''Night of the Living Dead'' ,they have frightend me . I was ghost watching in my basement on the anniversary of his death ,and I was lucky (or you might say ,unlucky) to see one of them . I started out like a blue light
,but soon I saw the decaying ghost of my father . I could see his
insides . I blinked in horror . The spirit didnt go away . Next thing I knew ,he was in my face . I screamed . He said (or it seemed like he was moaning in pain) ''Make them go away ! they hurt me !'' . I was still screaming ,but his voice was soo loud I couldent even hear myself screaming . I fainted . I woke up on the couch downstairs . I asked my mom if she heard anything last night . She said ''No ,I didnt hear anthing . Why do you ask ?'' ''Nevermind ,I said .'' I soon was in my attic ,looking for clues as to why he would come back . Then a box of photos fell down . I looked at the photos . There was one of my father and I . Only
one problem...it was the zombie body again . I ran downstairs . I went to his grave . His grave was being vandalized by some people . I ran at them . They pulled out knives . ''Oh crap !'' I yelled . Soon ,out of nowhere ,lightning struck . I closed my eyes . I felt heat from the lightning , so I knew it was close . I opened my eyes a second later ,and I gasped . The punks had been struck by lightening ! I stood over them and I said ''Dont mess with my father ,or he will come back . '' Now the grave is replaced . I havent seen my father since . but I know
he saved my life that day .
Did you like my story ? questoins or comments ,e-mail me at
Imdakiller@aol.com
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