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(NAME) Christina
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) São Paulo Brazil
(Story)The Black Trunk
I was in my friend's brother's room telling horror stories. In the same room there were three other pepole. Two facing a trunk (including me) and the other two facing me. The trunk was black and the room was totally dark, with no light coming in. All of a sudden, the girl next to me started getting closer and closer looking at the trunk. When I looked at the same spot she was looking at, there was a white figure, looking like someone curled up next to the trunk. When we turned on the light, the figure was gone. The next day when I told my friend that lives in that house, she said that she was once saw a ghostly figure going from her room to her mother's room.
(NAME) anonymous
(Location) undisclosed
(Story) The Little Girl in a Yellow Dress
It was about 12:00 am. I was at my friends house she lives in a haunted house it was the frist time I had ever seen a ghost she was a sleep on her bed. I ,like always, was up, as I looked down the stairs, I saw a little girl about the age of 6 or 7. She had brown curly hair. She was wearing a yellow dress. She asked me if I wanted to play. I was in shock I looked away, and when I looked back, she was gone. The next morning I asked my friend about her and she said that she is always there, but she never leaves the stairs so my guess, is she was murderd on those stairs, or fell to her death.
(NAME) sheila.r.g (shake)
(EMAIL) alva@dfi.telmex.net.mx
(Location) mexico city (estado de mexico)
(Story) My Best Friend Ana Luise
Well, two years ago, when I was twelve, my best friend Ana Luise died, her last moments in life were while we were swimming in a deep pool with some friends, but one of those friends pushed her to the bottom of the pool and she kicked and hit her head so hard that she died. Two weeks later i was in my room talking by phone with a cousin, then I told him what happened to Ana Luise, and I started to see near my window's room, a white cloud, I got nervous and I started to cry, very loud, and when I was crying I was thinking it is Ana, then I told to the "cloud" -"go on Ana, go to sleep, i'll need you" - Then the phone call "died", my room's light "died" too, and the stereo music turned off, and I forgot to tell you this, but my room's door was closed, then i walked to the door, I opened it and the other lights were turned on, then I heard a voice "good bye Sheila, you're my best friend", I looked into my room and I saw the white cloud. When it dissapeared the room's light and the stereo turned on, and at last the phone started ringing.
NAME) Kevin M.
(EMAIL) bigkevin@sheltonlink.com
(Location) Hayti, MO
(Story)Mother's Perfume
I firmly believe my house is haunted. I've seen several strange things in the house over the years. Things started many years ago. I've seen my mother's ghost in my house before. Then one night, I was making a peanut butter sandwich. I sat there and watched the lid unscrew itself off the jar and fly across the room, landing on the floor. You can smell different odors at times. Sometimes it's sweet, like fruit. Other times it is a stench like a burned out electric motor. One night, I smelled my mother's perfume and we got rid of all of her cosmetics when she died.
You can come in the house and hear voices talking back and forth. You can't make out what they are saying, but when you close the door, they stop. My sister's room makes me feel strange... a feeling I can't put into words. Pictures have jumped off the walls while we were playing ouija one night.
Then we have a clock that has been in our family for many, many years. It still runs but it strikes wild, so I don't wind it. One night, I heard the clock striking and went to investigate. It was not running. I thought I was hearing things, but two weeks later, my sister was visiting and she heard the clock strike too.
And I have taken pictures of something. I was taking pictures of my model railroad (you can see these pictures in the pictures section of this web page) when I caught a ghostly image on three frames of film. These objects weren't in the viewfinder when I snapped the picture.
And sometimes, you can hear footsteps in the front hall. They are coming towards the front bedroom but just as you hear them getting to the hall door, they stop.
NAME) David Dunn
(Location) Perrysburg Ohio
(Story)FORT MEIGS CEMETARY TALKING BUSH
ONE NIGHT ME AND MY FRIENDS WHERE SITTING OUT ON A BASKETBALL COURT SHOOTING THE BREEZE. THE GUYS HOUSE WE WHERE AT IS LOCATED BETWEEN A CEMETARY AND AN OLD HISTORIC FORT FROM THE WAR OF 1812. THE FORT IS FORT MEIGS AND THE CEMETERY IS FORT MEIGS CEMETARY. ANYWAY WE WHERE SITTING THEIR AND WE HERD A MAN SCREAM FROM ABOUT A 100 FT. AWAY AND SECONDS LATER IT WOULD BE IN A TOTALLY DIFFERANT DIRECTION. THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN IT WAS 10FT. IN FRONT OF US. WE GOT UP AND STARTED WALKING AROUND AND THIS IS WHEN THE SCARY PART HAPPENED. WE STOPED IN FRONT OF A BUSH. THIS BUSH WAS 1FT. IN FRONT OF US. THEN WE HEARD SOMEONE TALK IN A LOUD VOICE IN THE BUSH. MY FRIEND GOT OUT HIS FLASHLIGHT BUT NO ONE WAS THEIR. THEN WE RAN LIKE Heck. IT WAS SCARY BECAUSE THE BUSH WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF US AND SOMEONE TALKING IN A LOUD VOICE CAME RIGHT FROM THE BUSH!!!!!
(NAME) Elizabeth
(Location) Ottawa, Ontario
(Story)Knock it Off Mike
This happened in the year 1995. I was living in a one bedroom apartment in the basement of someone's house. Upstairs, there lived a young couple. Well, the man, had commited suicide for reasons unknown one night while we were all sleeping. He had commited suicide in the garage adjacent to the house. I did not learn of this until several weeks later when I had asked the woman where her husband was. Well, about a week after finding out what happened, I was sitting in my bedroom, on my bed, talking to a friend on the phone. I told my friend to hold on while I ran to the bathroom. I had the light on in the bedroom, and I left the room, and went to the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom and walked back to my bedroom, the door was closed. I didn'tremember closing it, but figured I had, so I just continued on my way. When I walked into my room, the light was off. I turned it back on, and wondered to myself if I had really left in on or not. After about 30 minutes, I told my friend to hold on again, while I went to the bathroom again. I put down the phone and walked to the bathroom. When I returned, again the door was closed. When I opened the door, the light was turned off again. This time I knew for sure that I myself hadn't done it. This happened several more times that night, but only when I had left the room to go to the bathroom. I never heard any noises either. Not until I had started to tell my friend the strange things that were going on. My friend had made a wise crack that it was probably the guy upstairs who had commited suicide. I had started to laugh and said, oh yeah, well knock it off Mike, it's not longer funny. Then all of a sudden, my friend and I both heard an eerie laugh that sounded very much real,
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Ghost in Shorts
but only lasted a few seconds. After that, it stopped and nothing ever happened after that. Also, in another apartment that I lived in, there used to be this ghost that would walk around, a man, clad in nothing but shorts and a white undershirt. The people next door told me that my apartment and their apartment used to be all one house and that he was the man that lived there. You see, apparently this man had a daughter whom he had murdered up in the attic, and my neighbors told me that late at night, if you went up into the attic, you could see the murder take place, because the ghost of the man, and the ghost of the little girl re-enacted the murder! I never went up to the attic to see this, but I did hear footsteps up there all the time of someone pacing back and forth.
(NAME) Paul Lulias
(Location) Kildeer, IL
(Story)Cuba Road Kildeer, Illinois
The story dated back a long time ago and I found out about a supposed haunted road, called Cuba Road. I ended up finding documentation on a house with a very disturbing past. The father of this family axe-murdered his wife and kids in the basement of his one flat house, before killing himself. Not only is the house considered haunted at present day, but unfortunately there is much satanic activities taking place there now. The house became known as the house with the never ending light. A little shack of a house that stood alone in a wide open field. There is only one way down the road and that is also the only way out, there isn't even enough room to turn your vehicle around in. We experienced many things physical pushing from the ghost, disorientation, a complete calming effect in a wind storm, a sudden drop in temperatures, a car coming towards us and vanishing in the same instant, the spirit flashing a very disturbing fire-colored light on the wall where we had trespassed, and when we pushed it to far once, what we believed to warning signals at each of our individual homes. The street is called Cuba Road, in Kildeer, Illinois. If you ever plan on going there let it be known it is no joke!!!
(NAME) Christina Gasparian
(Location) São Paulo-Brazil
(Story)Something in the House
For seven years I have been living in the same house, not noing that it is haunted. I moved in when I was four. Since then I was almost shore there was something in the house. I knew because at night laying in bed (almost every night)I felt somebody (or something)playing with my hair and when I turned around to see who it was, there wasen't anyone there. Stuff in this 50 year old house have started to fall just like that. It was only yesterday, the day before my move(to the U.S.A.)that my mother told me about the ghost in the house. My mother,my sister and I all have the sixt sence so we have all been playd trics on. My mothers neck brace disapeared for two days and apeard again. Another thig that happend to my mother is that all the doors in the house started to close, she turned to the air and yelld:" Knoc it off " and it stoped. What happend to me is that once in a while, I am sitting on my desk in my room and I say "close door" and the door closes, then lets say I want to go out of my room I say open door and it dose. My sister has seen stuff in her room fall just like that. Well thats all for know, and I hope you liked my true story:
CHRISTINA
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