Some of the stories are good ones some are strange some are not very good but you decide what you think.
(NAME) anonymous
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) undisclosed
(STORYNAME) the white house
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I used to work in an old home that had been turned into a gift shop. I was helping family members that owned it through the Christmas season rush, wrapping presents, waiting on customers, the usual. I had always heard that the house was haunted. It is located behind a very old church that is supposed to be the 2nd oldest church in the nation. This church is built on the site of the ruins of a mission. The house is a two story victorian number with the gingerbread work and lots of windows. In the gift shop all of the merchandise was set up downstairs. We kept boxes and old furniture upstairs out of the way. Every time I had to wrap a gift I had to go upstairs to get a box to put it in. I know that when some people experience paranormal phenomenon they feel a change in temperature. The experience I had was unbelievable. I went into one upstairs room to find a small box for some jewelry. The room was cool but not really cold. The vents to the heat had been closed off to save energy. When I couldn't find what I needed I went to search another room. The temperature in this room was basically the same. Not finding what I wanted and deciding to settle for a box I had seen in the other room, I went back. When I opened the door to the first room I had gone in the temperature was bitterly cold! I could see my breath! There was also air circulation. It was like a little tornado swirling around my feet. There was also a feeling that someone (or thing) had been there and left some kind of emotional impression, something very sad and depressing. I stepped back out of the room and slammed the door. I didn't want to draw attention to myself or what I had just experienced. Just to satisfy my curiousity I opened the door again and it was just as it was the first time I had entered it, cool and musty. I will never forget that day.
(EMAIL) jacen_k@hotmail.com
(Location) west jordan,utah
(STORYNAME) the red eyes
It all started when I was 10 and was bieng punished for teasing my little sister.So I was told to clean the whole basement while my family left to go see a movie. Well all of a sudden out of the wall popped out 2 big red eyes.Then all I saw was black and I hured whispred voices.The next thing I knew I was covred in sweat and surronded by my family.Well ever since then I have heard things things that noonelse seems to hear and I see things like dead pepole and I pretty sure not many people can see.But anyways when I was 13 my dad finshed the basement and I was the only one in my family with a room down there well one night I came home real late from a party when the whole basement started glowing red.I ran to my bed and cried and I guess I fell asleep.But whenI feel asleep I had a scary dream that my grandma was dieing when I awoke my parents were crying. And they told me that my grandma had a heartattack last night. I scramed of fear and told them about my dream and! they told me to quit talking like that.
(NAME) Heather
(EMAIL) yours_truley_17@yahoo.com
(Location) Lufkin,Tx
(STORYNAME) Girl in the bonnett
One night I was sleeping in my Grandmothers bedroom. On the wall there was a painting of a little girl in a bonnett holding some flowers. It was a serine painting. I was sitting there looking at it and I fell asleep. I woke about an hour later. I looked at the picture again and the girl in the picture was at an odd angle. Like she had turned twards me a little. I just thought I was seeing things because I had just woke up. Well I sat there a bit more and thought about it and I finally drifted back to sleep. I awoke about four hours later. I looked at the picture again and I nearly fell out of the bed. The girl in the painting was staring right at me. In the moon light I cound make out a smug little grin on her opaque face. I went running out of the room screaming. My whole family thinks that I have lost my mind But sometimes the truth is just too hard to handle !
(NAME) Rachel Burns
(EMAIL) RLB@Snoopydog44.fsnet.co.uk
(Location) Preston, Lancashire
(STORYNAME) Ghost story x
When I was about 5 or so, my family went on a trip to the country for a summer break. We were staying with relatives, and because they were an old couple, my mum told me and my older brother not to make a fuss about tv and dinner and all that. When we went to bed, we had to turn the lights off and were told to stay in our own beds (I used to sneak in with my brother cause I was scared of the dark). About an hour later, I woke up and felt what seemed like a head resting on my shoulder. I switched the lamp on thinking that my brother had sneaked in bed with me, but when I turned around, there was nobody there. My brother was asleep in his own bed. I switched the lamp off and went to sleep. It happened every night of our stay, and when I told my mum about it she told me not to be silly, and that my brother must be playing tricks on me. A few years later, after my relatives in the house had died, the house was bought by another couple. They wrote my parents' a letter saying that they wanted to knock down a part of the house and re-furbish it. When they had knocked down the wall in the back bedroom, they had found 3 skeletons of children in the walls, and that there were scratches on the bricks as if they had been buried alive, and they were trying to get out.
(NAME) a call in the woods
(EMAIL) j_chambers@hotmail.com
(STORYNAME) a call in the woods
It was Friday night and i was trying to fall asleep. it was 2:13 A.M. And it was my 16th birthday. And we were camping in a tent. So we were all stressed out and wanted to fall asleep. I was the only one up so i turned on my stereo really low so i wouldn't wake up my friends. When all of a sudden i heard a strange noise scratching on our tent it souded like knives or something really scary souding. I got out of the tent and asked "Who's there" no reply except running through the woods. well i thought i was someone messing with us. but all it was ????.
(NAME) sara smith
(Location) 444 summit rd california
It happend about a year in a half ago. It was summer time out so I was up real late. waiting for my boyfrind jon to call and I was laing on the floor because the phone cord would not reach all the way to my bed . And i was laing on my back with my eyes shut . then I look up and theres a white women standing there with long brown curley hair and pail face also wearing a long white dress just looking down at me then I opened my eyes alittle bit more and she was gone then after that I ran into my moms room.
(NAME) Mis
(EMAIL) N/A
(Location) PA
Lets first start off with that I am not entirely sure if the early episodes were real or just an over active imagination. But the early ones were when my sister and I were attempting to watch tv after we were sent to bed (we lived in an old mobile home and from the hallway had a direct view of the tv in the living room if we laid on the floor watching from our rooms), I remeber seeing a pair of my fathers pants walking up the hallway from our parents room, followed by his shoes,(until I saw the shoes I thought we were busted!) I don't remember what happened after that, so it might have been a dream, but I have been known to block unwanted memories also. The second time I noticed something strange was when a double exposure poloroid was taken (it was done accidently by myself I believe---we weren't allowed to touch Dad's prized camera & I was a teen---enough said) any how this picture was of the refridgerator (I said it was an accident) and standing infront of the fridge was what looked like a lady with a bag over her head---the picture disappeared when I went to show it to a physic friend. After I was married, my husband and I rented a small basement apartment in Leechburg, PA (the building used to be a chicken coop--anyone fimilar wth the area knows about the place) Our upstairs neighbors and us became good friends, even though they were much older than us(the youngest son was 16) One night our husands were out fishing and thier kids had gone to a carnavil, Deb and I rented movies and were watching them, I fell asleep on the couch and Deb fell asleep on the floor, when I wok up there was a brass frog on the coffee table seemingly staring right at me, ad the coffee table was empty when fell asleep. (Infact Deb swore that the frog was still packed from when they moved in a box in her sons room) After that things really got spooky, m husband and I would be sound asleep and I would wake up so terrified that I couldn't move because "something was watching me" my cats wouldn't even be in the room at the time and my Bootsie always slept right beside me. I had barrowed a book from the neighbors son, and was reading it while my husband was out on our bed, whn I got up to use the bathroom I left the book in the middle of the bed, went back and it was gone, I actually lifted the mattress off the bed and didn't find it, it turned up a week later, inbetween the mattress and the headboard. Shortly after we left the apartment we were attempting to rent to own a house in New Kensington, PA. Our son had just turned one. Anyhow the house was a duplex with an upstairs apartment ad a downstairs one. We lived in the downstairs one because I never felt at ease upstairs. There was a set of stairs leading to a door that opened to the other apartment, and my son would sit on the steps waving and gigglng at the door. Thankfully we now live in Colorado, and nothing really strange has happened here, just your normal people coughing outside and cars sounds going down the drive (of course noones there) But this happens OUTSIDE---I can handle that
(NAME) Mariah& Mike
(Location) California
(STORYNAME) Ouji board!!!!
My twin brother and I had just moved to a new city in high school and it was real hard for us to make friends we were both somewhat shy. Our house was a huge victorian house from the 19th century, to say the least my brother and I were freaked from the minute we moved in. Nothing out of the ordinary happened at first we led a pretty quiet life, we both made alot of friends and Mike especially became popular with the boys and girls. Well one halloween we decided to throw a party for everyone in our class. We had a house big enough and the folks would be out of town, so we decided a party from 9pm to 3am. Mike and I got ready for the party for a couple weeks, we were real excited people were going to like us even more and of course that was important then. A couple hours before the party was supposed to start Mike was getting ready in his room on the second floor when he was coming down the stairs he felt a shove and the ground gave away under him. I rushed over to him but he said he was ok and things went on but he kept muttering I swear Mariah there was someone there I could feel there breathe. I shook it off and one of his halloween pranks and thought nothing of it. Later everyone started to arrive and things were going good we were all having the time of our lives. Then suddenly someone I think one of the obnioxous kids pulled out a ouji board, everyone seemed to think that it was such a great idea so Mike and I quickly agreed We all sat around in a large circle and we pulled large candles around us. I was somewhat nervous but then got into the spirit of things. The guy first called on Elvis but it did'nt work. Next Mike called on any ghost that would be willing to come. BIG mistake!!!! the ouji said that we would all go to hell and die. Alot of people took this as a joke it frightened me. Then they called on yet another person this time they called on "John Wayne Gacy" who had just been sentenced to death. Well then the board moved, a couple people stumbled back away from the board startled. The board then said YOU WILL DIE!!! I flipped out and told them to put the board away. No Mike yelled trying to be cool in front of his new buds. Then the board spelled out MARIAH YOU WILL HURT TONIGHT!! I was haky but then reconsidered and thought they had done it cuz I was being a baby. Well the oui board finally broke up and everyone went hom Mike and I went right to sleep. I had a horrible dream about the board and I woke up to people scratching my back there were scars there to prove it I freaked out and yelled sorry!!! I showed Mike he freaked out to we never use ouji boards ver again and please for your sake dont! This stuff is real and it's not funny at all.
(STORYNAME) the indian burial grounds
Here is a true story that happened to my friends and me. It was probaly about 9:00 and we were out in the woods(of course we had heard stories of the woods being haunted). Well anyway we had a little fire started and a tent set up. The reason we were sleeping out there is some kids dared us. Any way around 1:30 one of my friends had gone to sleep so me and my other friend were going to scare him. So we grabed our flashlights and ran in to the woods to a pile of rocks. As we started throwing rocks at the tent we heard the leaves behind us start crunching. We turned around and saw a indian standing behind us. Then he just disappeared. We took off back to the tent and stayed awake until morning.Then the next morning we told our friend about what had happened.Then we packed up as fast as we could and left. Then when we got back to town we found out we were on a indian burial ground. We havent been back in the woods since but if dared we would in a minute
From: Joseph Blodgett Subject: Pete. To: ghostlly@yahoo.com I was good friends with Pete.And that was for a long time.before he died we didnt have much to do with each other,for a long time.When he did die is son had him cremated.So I didnt get to see him at all.I wish I would have at least gone to visit with hombefore he died,but I didnt.I went to his memorial service in Burlington.It was a cold day.His son told me that I could go to Petes old apartment and take whatever I wanted.I went to get pemission from the lanlord and then went down,to the apt.I walked in and although it was cold out,it was warm in the apt,and the gas stove had been removed,there was no source for heat at all. As I walked in Pete`s chair wasstill there and everytime I went to see him he would say hello Joe what ya know.That day I walked in and I saw Pete sitiing in his chair and he said helloJoe what ya know.I guess it was his way of saying everything is allright and good bye.And I told him its never goodbye but I will see you later.Then Pete was gone,and I didnt take anything I just left.Before I did leave after Pete left the apartment turned cold. ===== Joe Blodgett __________________ MORE READERS SUBMISSIONS HOME This page hosted by Get your own Free Home Page
Subject: Pete.
To: ghostlly@yahoo.com
I was good friends with Pete.And that was for a long time.before he died we didnt have much to do with each other,for a long time.When he did die is son had him cremated.So I didnt get to see him at all.I wish I would have at least gone to visit with hombefore he died,but I didnt.I went to his memorial service in Burlington.It was a cold day.His son told me that I could go to Petes old apartment and take whatever I wanted.I went to get pemission from the lanlord and then went down,to the apt.I walked in and although it was cold out,it was warm in the apt,and the gas stove had been removed,there was no source for heat at all. As I walked in Pete`s chair wasstill there and everytime I went to see him he would say hello Joe what ya know.That day I walked in and I saw Pete sitiing in his chair and he said helloJoe what ya know.I guess it was his way of saying everything is allright and good bye.And I told him its never goodbye but I will see you later.Then Pete was gone,and I didnt take anything I just left.Before I did leave after Pete left the apartment turned cold.
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Joe Blodgett
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