(NAME) anonymous
(EMAIL) tuloren@yahoo.com
(Location) undisclosed
(Story)Lost and found story (I found this in an unread folder).
I was staying at my boyfriend's apartments which were built nearly two years ago. He had gotten up and gone to work at about 7:30am. I got up with him said goodbye and went back to bed at about 9:00am. At 10:15am a man opened the bedroom door and woke me but I thought that it was my boyfriend because he went straight to the bathroom so I just went back to bed. He then walked over to the bed and I knew this because in this third floor apartment the floor shakes a little when someone walks on it. He walked over to the bed and crawled on it from the end where he lay down next to me close to my face about six inches. Again I didn't think much of it until I opened my eyes and there was no one there but I could still feel his presence. I closed my eyes and his face was visible. He then got off the bed and walked around to the other side and touched the back of my head with his hand. It was large because it almost cupped my entire head. At this point I knew it was not my boyfriend and I began to get very scared. I tried to yell for help but could not speak at this point his hands began to press down very hard around my neck to the point where I could not breathe. This jolted me out of my frozen fear state and I jumped up and turned around and no one was there. I was very frightened. One day later he came back at about the same time and yelled for me to wake up. No one was in the apartment and I got up to check and no one was there. The first visit he even cast a shawdow on the bed over me. This is not the first time this has happened, I have been touched during the night by things that wake me but never in broad daylight and never at this apartment only at my home.
(Story) Shadow Fellows
when I go outside at night I see Black figures running around and when I was little I went into the trees behind our house and used to hear my mom call me but when I got there she said she never called me so they used to use my moms voice to get me out of the woods. Also my Great aunt lives here with us she is nice though. My dad and grandfather have seen the same things as I have
(topic)Ghosts of St Johns-Nothwestern Military Acadamy
I would like to know about ghosts of St. Johns Military Academy, Delafield, Wi (anyone having information email me)
(NAME) googly
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) Another great story from googly
(STORYNAME)
(Story)We all saw it!!
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When I was in high school I was over visiting my boyfriend. He lived in a three bedroom house with two room mates of his. When sitting in the living room you could see the door way to the short hallway. In this hall on the left side was the front bedroom door, in the middle was the bathroom door, and on the right side was the middle bedroom. You had to go through the kitchen and laundry room to get to the back bedroom. One of my boyfriend's room mates slept in the back bedroom and he never liked it there. Anyway, we were all sitting there talking and watching tv and at about the same time we all looked up at the hall way and saw a transparent looking man walking from the middle bedroom to the front bedroom. We only saw him for a spilt second, but we did see him. We found out later from the land lord that this couple (the landlord's grand parents) had lived in that house all of their lives. And the wife had died in the front bedroom and the husband had committed suicide in the back bedroom out of distress for losing his long time wife.
NAME) Saldivar
(EMAIL) saldivar@wbbm-fm.com
(Location) Chicago IL
(STORYNAME) Heebie's
(Story)
As a child growing up in our family home, I used to see this elderly woman with clothing of the early 50's (I think) lying in my bed which was the top bunk of the bunkbed set I used to share with my sister. I had told several family members my story but of course being a child they did not believe me . . . that it until one day my brother just a year older than I had walked past the bed with me and saw her as well. Astonished he turned and looked at me knowing that my sights had been true all along. I thought he was teasing me so I asked him to desribe what he had seen and he did so pefectly. She had one of those hats with the fish net, flowers and I distinctively remember a long silver pin with an ivorie like head. She would be sitting up in the bed and as I would pass she would give a smile and then lie back in my bed and disappear. I had felt no fear of her nor did it prevent me from sleeping in my bed. Later on in the years my brother for some reason has! had negative spiritual experiences connected to my father's home. There are so many other incidences that had taken place in my father's house that other members of my family have experienced that has made us believers. I do get the feeling of a prescence in my father's house even now, but it doesn't seem to be a frightening or threatening one. The basement of my father's house is a whole 'nother story, it gives me the heeby jeebies.
(Story Name) Breif encounters
his is a story my mother has told myself and my siblings many times over the the years. The encounters were brief but none the less frightening. The first encounter was shortly after my mother's father died. She was playing the piano at the house that she shared with her mother, my grandmother, at the time, her mother was outside hanging clothes as she tinkled on the ivories,she heard footsteps coming down the stairs .She quickly ran and hid behind a door.As she grew a little braver, she looked out and saw nothing, and as she was the only child left in the nest, she wondered what it could have been. When her mother came back in after hanging her laundry,she told her what happened,and it was quickly forgotten. Mother never had anything else happen until after her mother died, which was after she was married and had all of us. My mother has always been a night owl,we had all gone to sleep, and she was reading a book, when she heard footsteps coming down. We lived in a basement house at the time, so there wasn't much space. When she heard this, she got up and looked down the hallway to our bedrooms.She could see we were all in our beds fast asleep. As she reflected on these two episodes later on, she realized both encounters happened right after both her parents had passed away. So we were hoping that they were watching over her.
(story) wild roses ..
i'm a 53 year old grandmother of seven..all girls..in early childhoood my sisters,one brother and i were told stories of garndparents haunted house in wales..grandma evans got so afaird one night she was going to throw her young children out the third floor window..the next day she moved..they came to america shortly after that..the oldest child was 12 and untill aunt lottie died she still remembered that last night in the house(in wales)my dad was the first child born after they came to usa..a few years ago a cousin traveled to wales and she thinks she found THE HOUSE..the photos she took and people she talked to say "the house it do be haunted" the photos when i saw themfrom the front were okey but the back of the house was just excatlly how i thought it should look..the hauntings are the same as when grandma and family lived there..two of the photos show "something" like a whisp of smoke ..the house was part of church property long ago and french nuns had been housed there..the back yard(if you can call it that) was covered in wild roses ..just like we were told.. i would really like to go and see it myself and talk to the head master of the place ..its now a school,,to see if ALL the same spirits are there..
(ressurection Mary)
did you know that mary has been picked up for hitch hiking by the justice police? over the years the police have tried to arrest a girl hitching and put her in the back of a squad car any when the officer got to the station just down the street,looked in the back she was gone.
(Name)Dkiser@aol.com
(location)Chicago
(Story Name)Mother and Child
Here is a story,My mom works at a hospital as an RN and she used to work with this lady who retired,well this lady Mrs,Baker said her sister-in- law told her that her mother had had dies in child birth and she sais one nightshe was sleeping ,her mother came and stood in the room and Mrs.Baker said Opal said her mother was as real as you.Her mother said to call Wyne the 10 year old brother and go check on the baby because he's on fire,Wayne checked and the baby's fever was boiling,they called the neighbors an they took the baby to the doctor,the doctor said if you wouldn't have got here the baby wouldn't live to the morning.The baby lived to be like 39 but like last year his tractor tumped over and crushed him and he died.Opal or Orah took care of the kids when she was 14 this hppened and she had a 16 year old sister also.
(name) Heidi
(Location) California
I have never been ghost hunting, but think I have seen one. Also, today, I had a strange experience with an old antique fertility god statue that definitely has some supernatural activity going on with it. As far as the fertility god, the moment you look at the thing, this entire negative feeling overwhelms you, and puts this intense fear inside you, making you want to run and cry, but stay, all at the same time. I guess during the days it was used in rituals, the tribe would rub feces all over it....and I wonder if a person was ever sacraficed while using it....because tere is definitely something watching you when you are around it. And it is very draining.
Another experience I had was with a friend. We were at a park late at night sitting and talking and the way te park is set up-it's in a semicircle, with bushes around it. We saw a shadow, out of the corner of our eyes, and both turned to see the shadow of a man riding a bike. We looked at eachother in fear, and looked back at him again, and he was gone. There was no place that he could've come from or gone to.
(NAME) jenna silver
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) santa fe, california
(STORYNAME) the grandpa who never really left
(Story)
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the story started the night my grandpa died that night i was spending the night at my cousin molly`s house that night i had severe stomach pains and didn`t feel normalwhen my mom told me my grandpa had died of emfazema caused by years of smokingi was so suprised i started choking on air and that night things started moving by themselves whenever i said my grandpas name and the following day i was in my backyard i asked my grandpa to give me a sign that he was alright and suddenly it started raining so hard on a hot summers day with no clouds at all and even to this day years after my grandpa still lets me know that hes there by moving the stuffed animal that we played with when i was young in clear day so if you ever come to my house watch your feet he rolls things like soccer balls to!!! -----------------------------------------------------------
(NAME) Willow Summers
(EMAIL) mrbojangles71@hotmail.com
(Location) undisclosed
(STORYNAME) The White Lights
(Story)
My friend was having a sleepover. She invited me and two other girls. Well, she decided to have it in this little cabin at her grandparents house. The cabin sit's right on the edge of this huge cornfield. It was about 1:30 in the morning when two of my friends decided to go to the bathroom. There wasn't one in the cabin, so they had to walk across the huge lawn to her grandparents house. Me and my other friend decided to stay on the porch and wait for them. We were sitting on the porch swing outside the cabin. The only light was the porch light. Well, we were sitting there, when out in the middle of the cornfield this white light rises up from the ground. It's pretty bright, but we just shrug it off as heat lightning. Then it happens again. This time closer to the edge of the field. The third time it was almost at the edge of the field. By then we were pretty scared so we went inside the cabin and locked the door. All of a sudden we heard a pounding at the d! oor. Our friends were yelling, let us in! There's something out here! We unlocked the door and let them in. Then we turned off all the lights, and locked the door. We pulled the curtains closed on the cabins one window. The window was pretty high up on the wall. But the light flashed again, right under the window! We stayed inside the rest of the night. And later on, about a month later, my friend said her grandparents have heard and seen strange things in their house and cornfield.
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