True Life Paranormal Experiences
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Texas
When I was about 11 years old, my best friend/sister, brother, and I made a home made Ouija board. Nothing happened in the short time we were playing around with it, probably because my brother ate a little to much beans and stank us all out! After that night it became very hard to sleep in my room alone. I had a bunk bed in my room so when my friends came over. When we first moved in I always slept on the bottom bunk. Then one night I woke up for a reason unknown. I was still dazed but I saw a short bulky shadow walk to my bed and I could feel it literally sit on the edge of my bed. I screamed and my mother ran in thinking something bad had happened. I had very bad panic attacks when I was little so it was hard to tell my mother what was the matter. All I could squeeze out was there was a midget. The next day my mother found our Ouija board and burned it, we were grounded for months. I got all spiritual, prayed to god to keep me safe every night. That is very unlike me. I remember I would set up all my Beanie Babies around me on the top bunk facing their faces outward. I would kiss each one of them and whisper keep me safe to each of them. Yes I know very weird but true. Then one night I stayed up watching shriek on VHS. Our VHS player didn't rewind so we had a VHS rewinder also but it was on the other side of the room. I paused the movie to go to the restroom. When I came back the TV was off and the Shriek Tape was rewinding on the other side of the room. All who was home was my big brother and he was asleep. After we moved out of that house I turned back to normal and I haven't seen or had anything Ghostly happen to me.
California
That house is
crazy!!!!! There is multiple spirits and demons there!!! I moved there February
2004 and moved out August 2008. It just started out with a strong negative
feeling. I could easily shake that off though. Then I started to hear someone
walking up and down the stairs late at night. I am POSITIVE it wasn't the house.
The house wasn't even 10 years old at the time my family bought it. The first
time I heard the footsteps I thought it was my dad. I was thinking who else
could've it have been? When I looked at the stairs though, I saw nothing. I
could even tell where a person was supposed to be on the stairs because the
sound continued why I was looking at the stairs. This experience scared my a
lot, but I ignored it a eventually it went away. Things got scarier though.
After the footsteps stopped other members of my family started to experience
things as well. My dad claimed that when he was home alone one time, he heard
the door in the laundry room, leading to garage open and slam numerous times. It
was a heavy door so the slam could be heard throughout the house. He said he
thought someone was breaking in so he got his knife and went downstairs. When he
got their he saw nobody. I know this isn't sounding like a Demonic haunting yet,
but I'm just getting started. After about a year my younger brother and sister
started becoming very scary all of a sudden. They wouldn't sleep in their rooms
or anything. My sister (who was 3 at the time) couldn't even walk into the
bathroom by herself anymore. I admit getting a little frightened too. Especially
of going downstairs near the guestroom (I'll explain why later). Soon new things
started to happen. My sister started to claim to see a dark shadow move around
the house. Now she was almost 4, so obviously I just thought she was having a
bad dream or something. Then my dad claimed to have seen a dark entity as well.
It was described to me that this entity was black, and its eyes were pure black.
Also another shadow was seen but this one's eyes were red. I would like to talk
about this red-eyed entity for a minute, and what it did that gave me the
chills. One day while I was in my bedroom the shadow came in. I had a crucifix
on my door. First, it looked at me and my sister in the bedroom. then it saw the
cross, and became completely enraged. When it saw that crucifix, it tilted it's
head, stared at it for a second, then it rose it's hand up and slapped my cross
on the floor. It looked at us again then started moving toward us at a fast pace
very angrily. You could see the expression in its face, but when it was about to
come to us, it just stopped and disappeared. Other things were also sighted.
Like before there was this entity that kept on walking in a figure 8 inside the
office downstairs. Why was it walking in a figure 8? I don't know but it sure
was creepy. It seems that most of the sightings were near the guest room,
office, and downstairs bathroom. These rooms are all right next to each other so
that's why I was so very afraid of going near these rooms. Spirits walked out of
the guestroom into the bathroom or the office all the time. Things do get worse
though. One day I woke up with SCRATCHES on me. They would appear on my legs.
Scratches would also appear all over my mom's back, and on my sister's hands.
The person that got the worst scratch was my dad. One day he was laying in the
bedroom then he said he felt this burning. He lifted up his shirt and there was
a HUGE scratch. It was a claw mark. 3 claws in all. It started to bleed a few
seconds after. So everybody's getting scratched, seeing things, and hearing
things so far. One time I came downstairs and my brother was playing his Xbox,
and when he say me he says, "I just saw you walk into the bathroom!!! How did
you come from upstairs!!!" I was like, "No I didn't I was upstairs." He
responds, "Yes you did. You walked out of the guestroom, walked into the
bathroom, turned on the light, and shut the door." I looked over and the door
was shut and the light was on. My brother and I walked over to the door. I
opened it and no one was in there. A spirit that was in the house liked to push
me and my family's buttons. I don’t' believe it was the demonic spirit, but
another. Items that were precious or very needy would be taken and put back in
the most oddest of places. I have lost my bible that was in my room, and then it
would reappear all the way downstairs in the kitchen. My dad couldn't find his
car keys one day. He couldn't find them anywhere. He had a spare, but his
original set was lost for about 2 weeks. Then one day my dad and I went to check
in his car again, and guess where we found them...Right in the ignition. We knew
they weren't in the ignition all this time. We knew it. We would've seen them if
they were right in our faces for 2 weeks. My dad asked everyone in the house did
they take his keys, and everybody said no. Videos, gameboys, Work ID's, clothes,
brushes, combs, and other things were taken and put back in odd places. But
everybody claimed to have not moved one things. Man, that spirit loved messing
with us. Now with the demon, I believed it slowly was getting stronger. Just the
activities taking place in my home would've strengthen it. My parents fought a
lot. The more they fought the more often the dark entity was seen in my parents
bedroom. The more I cried about it, the more larger the scratched would get. One
day it was really hot under the covers of my bed, so I kept my leg and a little
bit of my body hanging out of the covers. When I woke up I had a huge cut across
my ankle. It was bleeding and very painful. More painful than the other ones. I
also think I got that cut because one day I came downstairs with my crucifix and
yelled for any entities to leave. A few weeks later I came home and my crucifix
was broken in half... When my family and I were getting ready to move out, a
strange new thing happened. Sulfur. The most strongest smell of sulfur I’ve ever
smelt. It would always be in the kitchen. It was bad I couldn't explain why it
always smelled like sulfur the last few weeks I was at that house. I tried
opening windows and spraying air freshener but the sulfur smell would always
come at about 9:00 and night every day for about a month. I looked online and
found out that is one of the signs of a demonic haunting. Scary. I lived in that
house for 4 years with that thing. I've even been at the house by myself with
that things. Who knows what it would've been capable of if I would've stayed
longer. If it can scratch me and make me bleed, then what else could've it had
done to me and my family in our sleep. Before I had this dream that I was
downstairs and then the drawer opened and one of the 12-inch butcher knives came
out and started floating toward me I started moaning in my dream and then I woke
up still moaning. It's like my dreams were invaded. Thank God I moved out before
that dream became reality. That butcher knife that was in my dream was real.
There really were butcher knives in the kitchen drawer. I always kept the knives
hidden after that dream. There was Much more that I experienced in that home. It
would take forever to type it all out. I feel truly sorry for the people that
live in that house now. I saw them before when I went by there a few months ago.
Kentucky
Stayed with my girlfriend at mount St Joseph
in Kentucky back in Dec of 2010. The nuns put us up in the guest house which was
formerly the rectory built in 1874, the original owner died in house soon after,
the night I stayed in room #4.
All night long the door handle kept moving like someone wanted in. Jump forward
to April 10 2010, I`m back here with girlfriend and we stayed upstairs
without incident but this morning girl who stayed in room #4 said it was
haunted! Sheets kept coming off the bed.
California
My family moved to
a location in Lancaster, Ca 93535 on Dec. 31, 1978. The neighborhood was not
very old but within days some of the family experienced strange and frightening
things. A boy from my Jr. High and his brother and mom, who was recently
divorced, were selling and we go it for about $64,000.00. A four bedroom, 2 bath
ranch styled house on a cul-de-sac. I was in my early teens and had and older
brother and a much younger sister. It was the first day or two after settling in
and my mom had me go out to the garage on a quick errand. When I had finished
and came back through the door between the garage and the kitchen and then
through the adjoining dining area we all heard a very loud crash come from the
garage. I assumed it was boxes falling from the rafters and quickly returned to
the garage to see the mess. There wasn't one. I had felt many things like
someone getting on my bed with me already on it, presumably on top of me, as
there was nowhere else to go on a twin mattress. I thought "doesn't this person,
thing, know someone is already laying here?" Once I saw an old pair of cat-eye
glasses I kept with a white silk clip-on tie attached to the nose bridge in mid
air as though someone was wearing the glasses on their face and left the tie
clipped to it. This was outside my bedroom door and forward of the hall way.
That would have been funny if you could see the person wearing it! I also had a
hat that I kept on a hook that was in the ceiling over my bed. I didn't just
hang in on the hook but wrapped the band of the hat around the hook to keep it
there. Many times in the night it would fall on top of me. Whenever I put my
hamster in the bath tub to clean his cage he behaved as though he was
interacting with someone I could never see. Several times when I was alone in
the garage doing laundry I felt a great deal of pain in my pelvic area like
someone was spreading my hip bones apart. It would stop whenever I cried out. I
once heard a very heavy tread as though someone wearing thick boots was coming
through the hall from the area of the back bedrooms toward the front of the
house while I was setting the table for dinner. The person I assumed was my
brother had cleared the hall and was standing in an open area between the living
room, hall way and family/den/dining area where I was. I glanced in that
direction and saw a male with blond hair (as my brother has) but no feet and no
face. I must have been lost in thought about something else at the time because
I didn't think anything of. I looked again and no one was there. I assume he
went into the living room. A minute later my brother did come through the
hallway from the same direction and then I noticed things were 'different'.
"That wasn't my brother..." mentally I immediately compared my brother that I
was now looking at with the thing I had just seen. Frequently I experienced
noises and sensations during the night and kept thinking/saying "Go away. Leave
me alone!" My brother suffer terribly from what he called nightmares and kept a
Bible close to him and various kinds of homemade weapons. We all considered him
extremely paranoid. I do not recall anything he had said of specific experiences
but he was frightened often. Once we had an ironing board set up in the dining
area and my sister was told to put the iron away. This seems to have been a
little late in the day when when the light was waning. She went under the
ironing board, as it was next to the wall, to unplug the iron from the
electrical plug. She said she looked up to see someone with dark curly hair
looking down at her. She saw the face between the ironing board and the wall. My
mom experienced cold spots but never thought anything bad about it saying it was
our resident ghost. It seems there were at least two male beings in the house
with us as far as we saw. If anyone saw. My father never seemed to experience,
or at least never mentioned, anything odd going on around him. He was a hobby
pilot and worked in aerospace. At nights and weekends he and some friends had a
flight school at Fox Field. Once he had drove home with a very old airplane
attached to the back of his truck to house in the garage. He and another friend
would rebuild it. Several pictures were taken of the work in process and there
were always flashes of horizontal lightning across all the pics. Using the same
camera in the house, the back yard or any other place always gave clear
pictures.
Texas
In January of 2008
I began working at the University of North Texas as a custodian from midnight to
nine in the morning. The building I was assigned to was the Murchison Performing
Arts Center. After 2 months my experiences had reached the point where I had to
ask to be transferred to another building. The performing center is a fairly new
building but I do remember that when I was younger there were houses in that
spot. I don't know what was in the building but it was not anything friendly. On
one evening I walked across the street to IHOP for my lunch break which was from
4 to 5 a.m. I locked the building when I left and was the only one with the
keys. When I came back my cart was all the way on the other side of the lobby.
During my breaks I would go to a balcony outside the theater in the lobby and
you could constantly hear footsteps moving across the main lobby floor. Also you
would hear one of the outside entrances opening and closing often. I always
checked when this happened and there was never anyone there. One night while
mopping a hallway I happened to glance up and someone walked by and went down
the stairs to the basement. I called the campus police because no one was
supposed to be in the building but me. Especially at 3 a.m. They came, searched
and found no one. The elevator would move from one floor to the other and the
toilets in the men and women's bathroom flushed on their own. What finally got
to be the breaking point was the constant sense of being.... well stalked is the
only word I can think of. It was terrifying. It was as though someone was
staring you down 2 inches from your face with pure hate and anger. Like they
wanted you dead. I would go outside to have a cigarette and the feeling would go
away. But as soon as I came back inside it was back. Like whatever this was just
waiting for me at the door. I actually had headphones on listening to music one
night and heard my name called over the music. When I turned to look there was
no one there. There were nights where I just finished what I had to do and
walked back across campus because I had to get out of the building. The watched
feeling was so pervasive and oppressive there were times when I was actually
brought to tears from being so afraid. Once I was transferred I was fine. I
worked by myself where I was moved to and never had any problems at all. I've
never been back to the other building. I actually live close to it but its not
often that I even bring myself to look at it.
MINNESOTA
I have an experience that I would like to share, shortly after I graduated high
school my friend and I moved in together into a house that used to be an old
school house we're guessing from around the 30's 40's era. At first we kept
hearing noises in the attic, which we thought were just the normal house noises
that happen and we had to get used to them but we never really good. and as time
went on other things would start happening like her bedroom door would be shut
and her door knob would start shaking like someone was trying to open it. in my
room (the door to get to the attic was in there) I would hear what sounded like
footsteps running up and down the stairs, I would just brush it all off thinking
that it's all in my head and I was just freaking myself out. that's when things
started getting worse for us. the walking sounds in the attic would get louder
and more constant and doors, cuppards rattled more. our lights would dim in and
out(even after we had all the electric checked out). and then in the summer of
06 I got pregnant. in 07 I had my daughter and when we started using her baby
monitor I would hear an older man always talking on it and a little girl, what
freaked me out was the little girl, I would always hear her yelling "get me out
of here, get me out of here u cant do it anymore" and then the old man would get
mad and she would go silent. I kept telling my bf and he never believed me, also
my daughter when she was older would wrestle in her sleep then I would hear the
girl over the monitor and my daughter would quiet down. after a while we went
out and got a new monitor and decided that there was something wrong with the
one we had. same thing again, and he still didn't believe me. as time went on I
just lived with it and thought nothing bad would ever really happen. friends
would always say that the monitors can pick up other signals but we lived pretty
far out of town. so there really wasn't any way for the thing to pick up other
signals. and lastly, we moved about a few weeks ago to be in town, and one of
the nights my bf was out there to get a few more things he went into our
daughters old room and started hearing things on the monitor...that wasn't even
plugged in, he and his friend had heard a little girl singing and moving around
like skipping, needles to say he now believes me that things were going on. and
just a few nights ago I went out after I got done with work and my friend that
used to live there with us went with me because it was pretty late and I didn't
want to go alone. we got there and when we got into the house we got this really
eerie feeling that it just wasn't quite empty, I turned the lights on in the
living room and kitchen, I noticed that the window in the living room was open
and it shouldn't have been the house was locked and I was there that morning, so
I knew everything was shut up), I shut the window and then we heard heavy
sounding footsteps right above us in the attic, I went to my old bedroom to get
the things I was looking for and turned the light on, I looked down and there
was a monitor plugged in that wasn't there in the am. or even in the house) and
on just as I was about to pick it up I heard the steps again right above me. at
that point I thought it would be best just to leave the house. I didn't even
grab the things I was looking for we turned the lights off and left the house
faster than I have ever gone before. I went out the next day because it was
light out and seemed it would be fine) and when I pulled up the window was open
again. I didn't even go back inside the house I just turned around and left. I
have no idea how we lived there as long as we did, I'm guessing that whoever was
there in that house was happy we moved.
North Carolina
I live in Marion
North Carolina where my wife and I run the Marion Paranormal Research Team.
Doing research on the weekends at various locations, the only thing that I can
think of is that we brought a spirit home with us at one point, because we had
done research on the house to find that no one had ever died in the house, that
we could find. We had been living there for about 3 months when the activity
started. We would be setting in the living room and we would hear and see the
Kitchen cabinets slam shut. We have seen a many of black apparitions walking
thru the house at different times. The living room light would come on by its
self and I would go over and cut it off just so it could tune back on before I
could get out of the living room to go back to bed. Now I not just talking about
the light but the switch would be turned on. One day I had went to town with our
8 year old daughter and my wife stayed there and answered a question that she
clearly heard me ask, to her realizing that I wasn’t even there. One night I got
up to turn our daughters TV off that had just came on to find the remote in the
living room. Now this TV was hanging about 2 foot above her head as a child up
on the wall. I woke up one night about 11:30 and went to the bathroom when I
rounded the corner and walked into a black shadow coming from the bathroom
before I could stop. Now the reason I say walked into is because I think that
the identity stayed in me for about 30 minutes. I had chills so bad that my wife
put the cover on the bed after me returning to bed between us. She said I was so
cold feeling that she couldn’t touch me. Now this happen on two separate
occasions, but only once did the identity stay in me. About two months before we
moved into our own home I rolled over in bed to see a little girl about 5 or 6
dressed in, ( now I’m a guy so I don’t know much about old girl cloths) cloths
that looked like the ones they wear on the little house on the prairie. Now
there is nothing that frightens me when it comes to paranormal, BUTT, sudden and
unexpected things will make you come out of the bed. This was just two days
before my brother – in – law came by my house, (which is a Baptist preacher) to
drop off a book. He was going to leave it at the door when he saw what he
thought was Ashley (our daughter) in the house by herself. When he call and told
me that he had left the book and to tell me that I should not leave her home by
herself to find out she was with us. To do Paranormal Research and to get to
live in a haunted house is a dream come true. -----------Dean Burnette
Kentucky
I was one of 7 children. I was about 13. I was upstairs reading, my favorite
pastime, the rest were downstairs watching tv. Someone knocked on my door three
times. I ignored it. It happened again, I asked who it was, I got no answer. It
knocked again and I got mad. I stormed downstairs and accused everyone of doing
it, they said nobody had gone upstairs. At the time I didn't believe them. This
happened several times over several days. It finally happened at night, I went
and looked in all the rooms, everyone was asleep. I started thinking it was a
poltergeist, I had read several paranormal books about it and figured it wasn't
hurting me so I would ignore it. One night I became scared. I don't know why but
a feeling came over me. I asked one of my sisters to sleep with me. Sometime in
the middle of the night my bed started shaking. My sister and I grabbed the
rails and started screaming. Our parents came running up the stairs. When they
opened the door, it stopped. After that, the knocking stopped. The maddening
thing was my sister and my mother deny anything happened. They said I dreamed it
up. My father, on the other hand, told me not to listen to them, he remembered
it clearly.
Ohio
I grew up in a small south western Ohio town, my dad was an alcoholic and as a result we lived in the “cheapest” of houses. Our land lord understood that my mom was the bread winner and trying to raise 7 children wasn’t easy. So in 1959 we were offered what seemed to be the idea house. It was huge, there were 4 bedrooms a big kitchen and a formal dinning room, everything we ever needed plus. Things started to happen almost as soon as we moved in. We could hear laughter at the most inopportune moments, a deep chuckle that would come from out of nowhere. At night you would hear footsteps climbing the stairs only to turn and go back down over and over every night. Lights would come on at will The doors would swing open even after being dead bolted, things would be “misplaced” , toys long out of style would be left in the floor for us to find , Our watch dog was terrified and could be found cringing under the table ,having to be dragged outside. Knocks would sound at the door and no one would be there. The phone would ring and we would be for warned of danger or something that might be unpleasant. (My mother was told about our dad’s secret girlfriend, phone number and all) The night my great grandmother died, we got a call saying that she loved us and was tired, too tired to go on. Whatever or whoever was in that house protected us children to the point of our dad no being able to lay a hand on us in fear that he would be harmed. Drunks can be nasty and on a few occasions he had come in drunk and tried to whip some of us only to have horrible accidents, like tripping on his own feet and breaking his arm, and once while chasing after us he fell and broke his leg both times he told others that he was pushed. We moved because he was afraid, not us children. We called our ghost Charley and We felt safe there , protected. The house is still there, I pass it sometimes and I often wonder if the presence is still there.
Unknown
I've had a few
experiences with ghosts. My house I live in currently was made in the 1800's. My
family IN the house only consists of myself, my mother, and my step-father. I
seem to be the only one who has these experiences, which is frustrating as no
one can back me up. There's a little boy who lives in my room. He's about five
or six. He doesn't really do much but he is a prankster. I used to have a small
directors chair that he liked to take the backing cover and twist it so that it
would look like a bow tie. I've also seen him stand by the door. He's a skinny
boy but his face is chubby. He's like a spooky blue-white color and he's wearing
a little suit. I've come to call him Jimmy. Don't know why but something tells
me he's a Jimmy. I've had a few others where the ghosts were violent and we were
forced to move out for our safety, simply because it was a poltergeist that
liked to throw ours stuff around or mess with our lights. My great-grandfather
is also following us. He loves to move our stuff into abstract places(i.e. Keys
in the fridge, pony tail holders in the vegetable crisper, etc. etc.).
Nevada
Date: 19 October, 2009; Location, Ward Cemetery approximately 6 miles South of Ely, NV. It was about 10:00 at night and we went up there because the locals say that it is extremely haunted. It was a very cold and still night and there was no moon in the sky. I stopped and we sat in the truck for a few minutes to get our nerve up enough to get out and go into the cemetery. I was the first one to exit the truck and as soon as I got out, I had a creepy feeling. I pointed the camera into the cemetery and took a photo. I then took another one looking out past the front of the truck. I then went into the cemetery through the small maze type entrance and began taking more photos of the graves. All of a sudden my wife let out a blood curdling scream as something hit her leg hard. She was standing by herself about 15 feet away from the front of the truck when that happened. My daughter and her husband were both still in the truck when that happened. it is believed that a number of young children are buried there or nearby; having fallen victim to the harsh lifestyle of the 1800s mining communities. My belief is that the ghost of one of them kicked her. This experience has motivated me to search out ghosts in haunted places. While the cemetery is open to the public, the nearby site of the town of Ward, NV and the mine are private property owned by the company that purchased the mine. Also nearby are the Ward Charcoal Ovens. Whether or not my story is credible to people who read it, this cemetery is definitely worth looking into. Walter Spargo, Reno, NV.
California
Back in 2002 I took over a job as security guard in the town of Shafter, 8 miles northwest of Bakersfield, CA. The site was the future home of the TARGET DISTRIBUTION CENTER and the overall area was some 1.7 million square feet . There had been some burglaries at the site the previous month before of construction equipment and I was hired to do perimeter checks of the property from 11:00pm to 0700am. It was 10:30pm and on my first night as I was driving down 7th Standard Highway, I felt a slight unease but dismissed it as pre workplace jitters. As I approached the intersection leading to the building I noticed 4 wooden crosses off to the side of the road. The crosses were about 5 ft in height and had flowers placed at their bases. I didn't really give it a thought and pulled up to the construction gate. I was greeted by a young female guard who directed me where to park my truck. After a few pleasantries and instructions she handed me a construction helmet and flashlight and we proceeded to the side entrance. The building was about 4 stories high with no floors in between, just a half completed steel roof up above. Since we were out in the middle of nowhere the warehouse was quite dark and the only lighting available was coming from the streetlights out front and the farmlands in the distance. We had only gotten halfway through the warehouse when there was a crash coming from the steel roof directly above us.. It sounded like someone had dropped a cannon ball. Somewhat startled, I asked the young lady "what was that?". She seemed equally puzzled and we proceeded on our tour. At midnight she seemed eager to clock out and suddenly I was there all alone. I wasn't really scared as I had grown up in with a few paranormal incidents in my own life. Just like the feeling I had earlier that night, I dismissed them both. The very next night I got to work, parked my truck and proceeded to do my perimeter checks with that same lady. Again as we walked though the darkened warehouse there was a sudden crash directly up above, this time followed by four more crashes in succession. She turned to me with a look of fright and yelled; "God damn it, this doesn't happen till you get here". I quickly dismissed it again and made a beeline straight for the outside scaffold ladder leading to the roof. My fear of heights overcame my curiosity and I made it up that ladder in about 2 minutes. The ladder was the only one around for about 300 yards and if someone were up there pulling a prank, they were nowhere to be found. I won't go into detail but every night thereafter was quite an experience for me. Being an avid fan of Hans Holzer books, I was quite excited and somewhat apprehensive as the incidents were steadily increasing. One night as I was making my way through the warehouse I could hear the distant sound of chains on the large metal doors being pulled open, the problem was the doors hadn't been installed yet.. Things got so crazy that I finally confronted the foreman one morning and told him what I had been experiencing, he took one look at me and giggled. The giggling stopped one night when he and his crew were hanging drywall, out of nowhere someone laid a hand on one of the crew's shoulder. The guy never came back to work. Thereafter the foreman and I daily exchanged stories about our experiences. All these incidents got me to wondering if there was a connection between this and those wooden crosses down the road. That morning as I clocked out, I parked my truck across from where the crosses were and found photos and flowers adorning each one The photos were of young teenage girls with loving messages attached. I felt bad for these kids and knelt to pray for them. That night I searched the internet for any info about the girls who appeared to have lost their lives there., after about an hour of searching the local news sites I discovered the story. In November of 2001, a car full of teenagers were making their way to a nearby party. The driver of the car and his buddy (both 18) were drunk. They had stopped earlier that night at a convince store and convinced 4 young girls (mostly 14 yrs of age) to accompany them. It was foggy that night and as they made their way down 7th Standard, the driver accelerated the vehicle. The girls pleaded with him to slow down but to no avail. The car struck a power pole and burst into flames. As the girls were screaming for help, the drunken driver ran from the scene. Needless to say the idiot was the lone survivor. I do not know if there was a connection but 7th Standard had been the scene of some horrific crashes over the years. The final incident that happened at the warehouse occurred on a Saturday afternoon when a young male security guard was making his rounds near the rear of the building. It was 2;00pm and the guard was passing the parking area where the truck drivers dropped off their trailer rigs full of construction supplies. The guard noticed that at the end of one of the trailers a little girl was peering at him from around the corner. He smiled at her and called dispatch. The event was recorded by Kern Security and noted in their records. The officer asked dispatch if there were supposed to be kids playing around the construction site. When asked why, the officer suddenly noticed something peculiar, he could see right through the little girl. In fact that same little girl was reported to me as been seen in the doorway to the warehouse a week before. The guard who didn't believe in ghosts at the time freaked out and wouldn't discuss it with anyone, he was really shaken by the incident. Like I said earlier, there isn't enough room here to tell you all what I and others experienced, things like people sighing inside the warehouse which was heard by another guard and I one night. At another sight further up Interstate 5 in the town of Delano, a guard and myself actually witnessed an apparition of a young Hispanic woman drift towards us as we stepped from the patrol vehicle. For me it was quite an experience as I had never actually witnessed a flesh and blood entity before, I had only experience shadows and felt and seen objects moving. I would like to go on with my experiences with you if you are interested. What I tell you here is the absolute truth, I am 52 years old and have no reason to make up stories. The paranormal has always fascinated me, since my first experience back in 1968. After almost dying from a surgery in 2001, I seem to have gained even more powers of experience."
Unknown Location
Ever since my son was a little guy like in his crib he would laugh and talk and play with someone and when I say play I literally mean we would watch him try to hand toys to somebody. Once he could talk we asked him who he was playing with and he said dave. We figured it was an imaginary friend and left it at that. Well it was about 6 months ago he came running out of his room and said there was a joker in there. This proceeded on for a week, after i cut out the batman cartoons, when I finally asked him what he called it a joker I asked him what he looks like. This is what he said, "he looks like an old man with a white face and he is scary and he has to go to the dr.'s mommy", "why trystan?", "because he has lots of boo boos and blood."So we started telling it that it had to leave if it was going to be scaring trystan , we made a dream catcher we mad a bottle of water and oil to spray at him when he was scaring him. We also had things happening around the house like things disappearing and reappearing where you couldn't have missed them when you were looking. We had a cookie balancing on a round top of a kitchen chair and when i touched it it fell. i was looking for the vitamins one day in the cupboard where i always keep them and when i turned aroung to walk back out of the kitchen they were on the floor. Trystan has since seen people everywhere he goes so we figure he is sensitive but other things have been happening and the creepiest happened the other day to me. I couldn't sleep and i got up and got on the laptop it sounded like someone was walking up the hallway when i looked up there was no one there, which has happened many times before, i looked back down at the computer and not 2 seconds later i heard in a breathy voice like whatever it was had to push it out and it was like in a breath. So i got up and went to bed. When i woke up the next morning i could hardly walk on that leg there was a fresh mark that was already starting to scab over and a red spot that was hot. As the day went on the hot spot turned into a bruise. So we don't know what is going on and if anyone does feel free to let me know.
Florida
I would like to share a story about a haunting that took place at Florida
Hospital of Sebring Florida. There was a report of a man with short black hair
dressed in all black, a black oxford shirt buttoned to the neck with black pants
& shoes similar to a priest roaming the halls in this place. It would go from
room to room going into the room and staring at the patients in bed not saying a
word. When they asked him a question he would leave the room quickly. One report
was that it went into a room of a man and stood at his bed and broke his foot.
That man reported this to the nurse and she reported the man for a psychiatric
evaluation in which the man was diagnosed as being under the influence of
morphine at the time, but was cleared by the doctor as a sane person. but not
everyone who has seen this man in black was under the influence of morphine.
That how unbelievers deal with things like these. The encounter was spread all
throughout the hospital by the nursing staff and has quickly became know as “The
Man in Black” I had a chance to verify this story by the man it happened to
directly. By Ghostboy132010
New Jersey
My house was built in 1730 I have had no experiences in a year since moving in. the other day I left my blackberry on the sofa when I returned there were four paragraphs of 00000000000. WITH A period at the end now you could explain the ooo's as a key glitch but the . takes two fingers to do and to put in in the right place takes intelligent thought not coincidence. my cats are very smart but they have no thumbs and I don't think they did it either sounds like one of my departed friends learned to use my blackberry and faster than I did!
Arizona
Unfortunately, my wife and I did not record the exact time and date of our "sighting", which was really a "hearing" or "feeling", as we at no time observed a craft of any kind, not that we didn't scour the sky to identify what we heard and felt. The time of day would have been mid-day in June or July of 2008. We have been hesitant to report this "sighting" as we haven't heard of any other instances where no actual craft was seen even though the sound and feel of the presence of a craft was unmistakable. It was either close to noon, or possibly 1:00 PM and we were doing some clearing of our property in the eastern foothills of the Hualapai Mountains , approximately 16 miles east of Kingman , AZ. Our exact location per GPS was 35"08'31.96"N , 113"44'37.29"W at an elevation of 4,125'.To explain the "sighting" is difficult, as it started out as a noise, which we were used to hearing in that area, as military helicopters, usually in threes, occasionally fly over our property, from west to east. Having served in the Marine Corps, I am very familiar with this sound and usually stop what I'm doing and locate the choppers in the sky. This was totally different. The sound was of something absolutely huge. We could hear it approaching and stopped what we were doing to locate the "object". As it neared, the sound became almost deafening until it became a feeling that literally shook the ground. I was walking all over the area searching the skies for an object. When the sound became directly over our heads, it remained for some time, as if hovering. Our only guess was that whatever it was, it was somehow not visible to the naked eye, or as we assumed, "cloaked". At this time, there was no point in moving around, as I had searched every available spot in the sky for an object, to no avail. After what seemed an eternity (actual time in the vicinity of three or four minutes) it seemed to move on, slowly, as it had arrived. To date, we have not heard of any other instances of a "sighting" with no apparent craft observation. We'd love to hear if anyone else has had this experience, but have no idea where to start. I'm just very glad that my wife and I shared this experience, as I have not or would not share this experience with anyone else for fear of being considered "whacko", or prone to over imaginative. We just had to finally share the information with somebody.
Kentucky
A lot of people say my school is haunted, because it
use to be a clinic for the civil war. It is in Richmond,KY. I am starting to
believe them for 5 reasons: 1. I got random scratches from no where when I said
I do not believe in Ghosts. 2. In certain place in the auditorium it is
freezing. That is just in random seats though. 3. During Drama club one day a
kid fell of these stacks of papers, because he was pushed. But no one was near
him. Then after a while I walked over to the place he fell and saw a really
scary black shadow. Ten minutes afterwards the shadow was gone but nothing was
moved. 4. When I pass by one of the teachers rooms his door and all of the
lockers shake. And 5. Yesterday in the bathroom I heard singing and the sink was
on.
When I opened the door A stall slammed shut and the toilet flushed. I waited for
20 minutes to see if it was a person. So I knocked on the door and it opened.
Nobody was in there though. See know I do not want to go back to school. You
might have and you might not have heard that an 8th grader that went to my
school died recently. She was struck by a car on the pegs of her boyfriends
bike. Her name was Maggie Katherine Cole. I am starting to think she is haunting
the 8th graders. My schools name is Madison Middle School. Jesse,
Richmond, KY.
Kansas
I
live on Fort Leavenworth and have for four years now. I have had
many things happen in that time. When we first moved into our home, before we
had any children (I was pregnant with the first). We would hear 2 little kids in
our bathroom, slamming the cabinet doors and laughing. My mother in-law came up
to help with our new baby. In the middle of the night, she went into the kitchen
to get some coffee, and said she saw a woman in a robe standing in the middle of
our kitchen. She said when she blinked she was gone. At about 2 am one morning I
was playing on the computer because I couldn't sleep. I looked up to try to get
my eyes off of my laptop screen and focus. I saw a man standing in our living
room door way. He was dressed in a flannel shirt with overalls over them. I told
him I was to tired to deal with him right now, he slowly turned towards our
hallway, keeping his gaze fixed on me and then looked forward and walked down
the hall. I then heard our bedroom door slam shut and something in our room fall
and break (it sounded like the candle on my nightstand). When I walked into the
room, nothing was broken or moved. The next day my friend said that at 2 am she
woke up when she heard someone stomping up her stairs towards her room. But no
one was there, I hadn't told her what had happened to me yet. One night I was
taking some coffee to my husband while he was working, it was about 3 am. I was
driving on a road that runs between the old DB and battalion. Just as I was
entering the part of the road where the trees grow over the road, a woman in a
black dress appeared in front of my car. I slammed on my breaks, and she threw
her hands up into the air and started to bring them down. Just as she was about
to hit the hood of my car with her palms, she vanished and 6 deer jumped from
the hill on my right into the road and crossed. Had I not stopped I think they
would have jumped onto my car. There were many strange things that happened in
the hospital at the old DB (that is no longer in operation). We went all the way
up the stairs to the top of the elevator shaft we had video camera with us and
flashlights, when we reached the top of the tower the 2 flashlights we had
started to die, the film went black but we kept rolling. I started choking
horribly from the dust and was having trouble catching my breath, my friend was
really concerned and asked if I was ok. So we headed back down the stairs, as
soon as we got down to the next level, our flashlights came back on and a door
in front of us popped open. As we headed out there was a loud crash behind us
and we could hear what sounded like someone running down the stairs behind us.
When we got home and looked at the film, it was black where we lost our
flashlights, but when I started choking, it just sounded like a regular cough,
but my friend still got recorded asking me if I was ok, but most of my coughing
fit was completely gone, and I was standing next to the camera man the entire
time. The elevator shaft is where (I believe it was 8) German P.O.W.'s were
hung. In believe Fort Leavenworth has many spirits that aren't accounted for. I
do not have a single friend that lives here that I have asked that has not had
something happen in their home.
Ohio
Date of Occurrence ~ All the time. Location of
Haunting ~ Christopher's Lounge. 150 West Main Hillsboro Ohio 45133. Description
of Events ~ There is so much that happens I don't even know where to begin. This
is a bar and after we close for the night we sit at the bar and talk and the
next thing you know there is something messing with the pool balls in the back
room. And then you will feel a wave of cold come from behind you. We close up
and come in the next day and there are lights on (and sometimes the juke box)
that we know for a fact were not on when we left the night before. You can go in
the women's restroom and the exhaust fan will turn on (its never used) and you
can say stop it and it will stop. There is a lot more to this but this is just
jist. If available, also include the names of witnesses and investigators.
No one has investigated this as of yet. We would like for it to be though. But I
have seen and felt this stuff myself as has my mother in law Beverly Christ, My
husband James Christ IV, and numerous other people who I will get names of if
needed.
Thanks for reading, Krystal Christ
Tennessee
Shackelford Corner, an old historic Queen Ann home built in 1905 at an angle to local roads, has been investigated by all major Ghost Hunting agencies in Tennessee. All have call this site very active. Some call it the most haunted home in middle Tennessee. Hundreds of EVP's, most all very clear, many haunting pictures, hundreds of personal experiences in the home and even some videos of the ghosts are available to be viewed by visitors. Seven people in residence have met untimely deaths and for as long as research provides, only one person at a time has been able to stay in the home. The previous owner moved in with her mother, husband and two sons. The mother died first, then both boys became very ill and passed away. One from his illness the other, although very ill was killed in a traffic accident. Her husband cheated on her and left her alone here for many years. Among the owners before, the occupant before lost her son to an illness that was brain related and her husband died, before that the owner died smoking in bed and his son was hit by a car crossing the street. I myself, live here alone and have no doubt that I'm never in the house alone. Doors open and close, things seem to disappear or move by themselves. I have been involved with several discussions and paranormal web sites who all are amazed by the findings people make here. Last April, paranormal magazine in London England featured the house in their internationally published magazine. Thanks, Ed Brennan Owner
Illinois
During the first week of October 2007 a young man
stopped to take a picture of a small plastic skeleton I have hanging in an
alcove in the concrete exit tunnel. As he looked through the camera's viewfinder
and his other eye was looking passed the camera, he saw something moving into
the frame (with both eyes). He snapped the picture. The item as of yet
unexplainable, is a snake-like, dark shadow, well defined, smoothly curving back
and forth, tapering from what seems to be 1/2" wide at the south end up to
possibly 3 1/2 inches wide at it's north end. This object or thing is floating
about two feet above the concrete floor. I can see no way this one young man by
himself could have created this shadow. The light was a fairly bright light
coming from the ceiling and to his far right side about seven feet away. This
house has been haunted since at least 1925, mostly happening in the wine cellar
below the level of the basement. This tunnel I built , dug by hand, cemented by
handwork , connects the basement with the outside world 98 feet away, it is used
as an exit tunnel from the house. People have had their hair pulled in this
tunnel and near the tunnel in the basement is an area where people have been
touched on their backs as they stand listening to me talk about the house and
it's haunted history. At the end of November 2006 three of us all heard a
beautiful singing voice, female, coming from what sounded to me to be the
ceiling of the wine cellar , it was 1:55 Am, the lights in the wine cellar were
"on". For a living woman to have made her song and for us to be able to hear it
in the wine cellar, she would have to be able to sing so her voice would
penetrate 6 to 8 feet of dirt, then go through 2 feet of rock, but first she
would have to have the strange desire to be standing in my very cold and dark
backyard , surrounded by fences and numerous objects abit hazardous to negotiate
around in the dark and then somehow guess when we were underneath her? Of course
none of these requirements are possible. Orbs of various sizes and colors have
also been seen in the wine cellar with the naked eye and of course also
photographed. The haunted history of this 1870 inn goes back along time. The
incidents I relate were told to me as experienced by former tennets, my
customers coming to enjoy the house, my October employees, my wife, my ex-wife
and myself. We had a ghost hunter group here a couple of times but their
inaccuracy in recording and remembering the facts of the things they experienced
here were very frustrating...like forgetting to turn on the recording unit as
three of us watched a very strange occurrence coming from their wine cellar
camera,"Oh, it will happen again." No it did not, they spent many early-morning
hours and it never happened again. It looked like fog or smoke , racing non-stop
passed the camera. The wine cellar will sometimes develop fog but it just hangs
lazily near the ceiling with no determinable movement. If someone was blowing
cigarette smoke passed the lens they would have had to been blowing smoke
non-stop for at least three minutes! Nobody's lungs could do this , could they?
(A very long exhale!) Another time they totally forgot then denied how their EMF
meter was acting. I think they are just too tired to do this by the time they
get off work , then drive here, but it requires us to be awake with them which
is not easy after a whole day of working here , then doing house tours all night
til closing. If there may be a schedule for supernatural events happening here ,
it might be either two nights before or two nights after the full moon, not
during the full moon, if they indeed are going to happen during any month at
all. I feature (mostly) my own artwork and ideas to entertain people with, I
usually include attempted humor when I tell them the haunted history because I
really don't want to terrorize people and some do get very scared when they
realize I am not telling them fables . Six years a o was a Very busy year here
for activity and for the last six years I g guess that I have been under a
compulsion to tell as many people as will tolerate it, all about the events that
have happened , hoping that someday, someone just might come walking through my
front door and explain it all to me, as to the why-fore and the wherefore of
these things happening. A talented psychic was here six years ago, he impressed
me with what he knew about the house, things that I know to be true, obscure
things, then he said I had been given "The Kiss of Death!" As four kisses went
across my forehead one night from right to left. The circumstances of his
possible revenge upon me for not wishing to invite another ghost into the house
could have very easily resulted in my death or crippling as a semi ran over my
car as I was stopped behind traffic. I kept that car, it's in my backyard on
display, most that see it can't see how I could have survived just the impact ,
let alone walk away from it almost unbloodied. Well, I can't type enough to tell
you all of it, I can't even talk long enough without becoming hoarse and this is
what I have been doing for most of the last 20 years , right here in my front
room. Some old customers will ask me , after coming here for ten years ,
"Are those ghost stories that you always tell us true?" "Yes they are, don't you
think that if I was making them up that I would be telling you better and
different stories all the time?" Nope. Same stories just new ones added as
things have happened here.
Thanks for reading,
Jim Warfield
This is my house and my place of business , The Ravens Grin Inn
411 N. Carroll St.
Mount Carroll, Illinois
61053
Website
www.hauntedravensgrin.com
Connecticut
I have lived in this house since I was two yrs old,
that would be about 39+2 yrs now on and off. Leaving home a 16 , there was
always an emergency that made it necessary for me to come back home, until the
current group investigating my home made the connection I never thought
about it. Whatever is here has attached itself to me. This is why the need for
me to be here at the house was always so imperative, even though I did not want
to be here. I moved back here about 5 yrs ago now, reluctantly after my Uncle
left abruptly, he had lived in the house about 15 yrs at that point. we have not
heard from him since leaving, even after numerous attempts to contact him
failed. I sold my dream home moving back to this house, not even understanding
why I would do this. Not making sense to anyone who knows me. I have found this
forum as relief for myself, I feel as though people wont judge me here and I can
tell my story freely without feeling bad about myself. Needed to say that to
everyone! I knew I was different all my life, just had a bad case of denial I
guess, Now however everyone who comes into my home gets a ringside seat , to
what myself and family have experienced all my life. I still have a hard time
with the bed moving and vibrating Saturday night. That was a new for me. But at
least it happened with 6 witnesses in there with me. I am ok during the day, but
when 9pm hits it all starts again, The shadows, black shadows skulking along my
walls, white mists, things falling upstairs and downstairs, my dog starts
rolling over like someone is playing with him. My sheets on my bed being tugged
and pulled from me, the feeling of something touching my body. Well this is the
most detail I have told outsiders yet. There is so much more. The group will be
back out to my home August 4 the for yet another round of research. Will update
as things happen. Thanks so much for the support again!
Dori
WISCONSIN
WHEN I WAS MAYBE 12 OR 13, WE LIVED IN A REALLY OLD FARMHOUSE OUTSIDE OF MONT FORT WISCONSIN. WHEN WE FIRST MOVED IN WE HAD PUT MY SISTERS ROOM AND MY BROTHERS ROOM ON THE SECOND FLOOR. WELL THEY WERE YOUNGER THAN ME, AND FOR SOME REASON THEY WERE SCARED TO BE UP THERE. WE WERE PLAYING OUTSIDE ONE DAY, WHEN WE FELT LIKE SOMEONE WAS WATCHING US. WE LOOKED UP TO THE HOUSE AND SEEN A LITTLE GIRL LOOKING DOWN FROM THE BIG BEDROOM UPSTAIRS. THAT NIGHT WE WERE ALL SCARED TO GO TO SLEEP, SO WE ALL SLEPT IN THE LIVING ROOM, EVEN OUR DAD. I WOKE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND MY 4 YEAR OLD SISTER WAS TALKING TO SOMEONE IN HER SLEEP. THE NEXT THING I KNEW SHE GOT UP AND STARTED WALKING UP THE STAIRS. I YELLED AT MY DAD, AND HE GOT UP AND GRABBED HER AND BROUGHT HER BACK DOWN. AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS WAS A LITTLE GIRL, AND SHE WAS TALKING TO MY SISTER TRYING TO GET HER TO COME BACK. (AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT MY SISTER SAID, BECAUSE SHE TOLD THE LITTLE GIRL THAT HER DADDY SAID SHE COULDN'T PLAY RIGHT NOW.) MY DAD SLAMMED THE DOOR TO THE UPSTAIRS SHUT AND LOCKED IT. ALL OF THE SUDDEN A COUPLE MINUTES LATER WE HEARD NOTHING BUT CRASHING SOUNDS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE UPSTAIRS DOOR FOR A GOOD COUPLE MINUTES AND THE SOUND OF SOMEONE CRYING. BEFORE MY DAD SHUT THE DOOR I GOT A GOOD LOOK AT THE LITTLE GIRL AND SHE WAS MAYBE 5 OR 6 IF THAT. ANYWAY BACK TO THE STORY, WHEN WE GOT UP THE NEXT MORNING, MY DAD OPENED THE DOOR. AND WHEN HE OPENED THE DOOR EVERY THING THAT HAD BEEN UPSTAIRS IN THE BEDROOMS WAS PILED AGAINST THE DOOR.. WE MOVED OUT AND INTO A HOTEL THE SAME DAY AND NEVER WENT BACK TO THAT HOUSE. NOW THAT I AM OLDER, I HAVE ALWAYS REMEMBERED THAT, AND I DESPERATELY WISH I COULD REMEMBER THE ADDRESS OF THAT HOUSE, AND ALSO TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT LITTLE GIRL THAT LIVED THERE. IF ANYONE HAS ANY SUGGESTIONS TO HELP ME FIND OUT PLEASE LET ME KNOW .
UNKNOWN LOCATION
On July 16 2007 I was at a locale cemetery with a
friend taking photos for there website and along the backside of the cemetery is
a tree line that splits the place in 2 well I was walking in the grass and all
of a sudden I'm seeing the murder of someone threw there eyes and then I hear a
woman's voice say get out and then I snapped out of my trance and I'm standing
in the tree line a few feet from where I was with no clue as to how or why I was
standing there then my friend came looking for me and asked why I was in the
woods and I told him and we left I got a block away to a 7 11 store and pulled
in and sat there for almost an hour shaking really bad then I regained my
composure and drove home and then 2 days later I told 2 fellow ghost hunters
what had happened and they said that a 16yr old girl had been raped and murdered
in the area of the cemetery and they told me to Google the girls name and sure
enough there was the story of her murder and to this day that vision is still
burned in my head I have seen things and events but when you see the murder like
that you cant get that out of your head. I have been told I am sensitive to
spirits and I have to say I would rather not seen that again.
the avid ghost hunter
NORTH CAROLINA
I lived in a haunted house for a little over a year.
The house is located in southeastern Greensboro and is part of several houses on
old farmland, which is now turned into a business. The house is said to be over
200 years old. The resident before my family was the mother of the landowner's
wife. This woman died in the house in her bed from old age. Shortly thereafter,
my family moved into the house. After moving into the house, my mom was laying
in her bed about to go to sleep, which happened to be in the same location as
the previous resident's bed (the place of her death), when she felt a calming
presence coming over her and what felt like a person reassuringly patting her
hand. A few months later, my mom was walking beside the house and saw the screen
door on the front entrance open slightly and consequently close as if someone
was controlling it. My dog, which was with my mom, became very agitated, with
his hair ruffled along the back of his neck. At another time, I was getting
ready for bed in the bathroom, which was off of the living room. I was at the
sink, which meant that the bathroom door was closed due to the lay of the
bathroom. A late-night talk show was on and the host of the show made a joke. I
heard a man laughing, sounding as if it was coming from the couch in the living
room. I was terrified and had to get my bearings before I looked into the living
room. When I looked, there was no one there. At yet another time, I was taking a
nap in the middle of the day and heard my mom's bed creaking as if someone was
settling in for a nap on her bed. My dog and I were the only living things in
the house and I could see my dog from where I was. He was not on the bed. When I
went to look at my mom's bed, there was nothing there. The spirit's) even showed
itself to people who did not live in the house. One of my friends was spending
the night at my house one weekend. She had come in at about 2 AM and was getting
ready for bed in the bathroom. One of my makeup containers was on the back of
the toilet. My friend said she noticed the container kept falling off the back
of the toilet. She thought it was strange since the back of the toilet was
completely flat. At one point, my friend actually watched the container be
pushed off the back of the toilet and onto the floor. My friend addressed the
spirit by the name of Shirley, the name of the past resident who died in the
house. The activity stopped for the night. However, by the time my family moved
out of the house, nothing would stay on the back of the toilet. Also, an ongoing
occurrence was the smell of old-fashioned men's cologne in the bathroom. My
family includes my mom, my dog, and me. The only male in the house was my dog
and I seriously doubt that he was wearing cologne. Brandi
NEBRASKA
My story begins in a home in Craig, Nebraska. My grandmothers home. It was haunted by the spirits of Three. A young man a woman and a three years infant girl. I moved in the home Aug 5 1998. My wife and I got married in the home and my son was 6 months old. I have witness many encounters in the home and I have many witness's see some of it. The guy wore a dark green army tank top with army tags he was what I believe the violent one. He would stand behind me a lot and at the foot of my bed sometimes. He would stomp his feet when he got angry and would slam my door violently hard, also throw some of my furniture and pictures. The women would pace the hall. My son at the age of 2 told me he was afraid of the women in his closet. The little girl would sing ring around the rosy and play with my children's toys. She also mocked my daughters laughter which was the same age as her but living. My son got almost everything you could think of scarlet fever, etc. The little girl died of scarlet fever at the age 3 in 1893. Me and my wife would be violent towards each other when ever we was in the home but would be ok away from the home. It got to the point we couldn't stand to be home. With the lights flickering and opening and slamming doors, people stomping, children singing fighting with my son nightly to go to bed in his own room was more than we could bare after 3 yrs. We moved on. The funny thing is, it was my grandmothers house, so I spent many summers, holidays, etc. in the home prior to my move in. None of that ever happened. It all began the night we moved in. Fred
MISSOURI
In Kansas City we have the Epperson House a Neo-Gothic Mansion on the campus of the University-of-Missouri-at-Kansas City It it's hauntings include a lady upstairs on the second floor who walks the floors. A tower with ramparts built by Epperson for no apparent reason. A large picture downstairs that stares at you and finally a entity that blocks light switches and other household switches with a hand force to be reckoned with. It is a well-known location and although it is now university offices, it was popular with students "in the know" for it's various haunting stories.
NEW YORK
I noticed that in regards to haunting listings for Buffalo NY you only included the Holiday Inn, which is actually in Grand Island. But you seem to have left out some of the more well known, especially locally, haunts. Which are The Mansion on Delaware and the Sphere Nightclub. They even do guided Ghost Tours this time of the year. Another famous landmark you left out was Shea's Theatre, and the USS Sullivan in the Navel Park. I think they're all worth looking into, but a favorite is Sphere's Nightclub, which was a Speakeasy way back in the day and is said to be haunted by none other than Al Capone , it was said to be his favorite hang out when he was in town.
GEORGIA
I've seen these in a lot of pictures when we were remolding our house here in Loganville, GA. We moved here last September. When we noticed them we took the same exact picture and there was nothing seen. Can you please tell us what they are. Sometimes my dog gets weird and won't go into certain rooms of the house. Most of the time its a different room. She freezes and cries for us to come and get her. Donna
CALIFORNIA
I’ve been searching for reports on a building located in Sonora , CA . It’s now a book store with an old fashioned soda shop, but it has been a mercantile, a bank and a salon/gaming establishment. My husband was with me as we toured the building browsing the old books section. It’s a lovely place and I fully intend to go back someday. We went to enter through a doorway downstairs and I stopped dead in my tracks right at the doorway. The stop was so sudden and unexpected that my husband (who was walking behind me) ran right into me when I stopped. I gasped and turned around, grabbed him by his arms and announced, “It’s haunted! You go first.” I had no idea why I thought that and that I was even going to say that to him. I stunned myself. He continued through the doorway into the rooms but I couldn’t. I had that feeling you get when you drink a 7-11 Icee way too fast. Very pronounced “Brain freeze” that lasted the entire rest of the day, but another thing that got to me was the feeling as if the air was thick, heavy. Not that I was breathing heavy, but that there was not a lot of oxygen in the air. As my husband continued walking around the small rooms on the other side of the doorway I got the nerve up to peek my head in a little and look around. I never did pass the threshold of the doorway. But yet I wasn’t afraid of being left alone in the room I was in, I just didn’t want to enter the adjourning room at all. It wasn’t dark, dreary or anything spooky. In fact it was well lit, light and inviting in appearance. But one thing caught my attention. Off to the left end of the room was a vault like you find in many old buildings of the gold rush era. Finally, my husband came back and said “everything seems fine to me.” And we headed back up the stairs. At the top of the stairs the air was back to normal, but I still had that “brain freeze” headache and eye pain. I was stunned by what had just happened, but I was ready to simply write it off as just being something “weird” and then forget it when we began walking to the very back of the main story of the building where they keep the antiques. As we walked past several people, including a lady behind the counter working with what I think were receipts or papers of some sort, it happened again! There’s an area in the building in which the floor transitions and right at the threshold of that transition I stopped again, the air was heavy again and I told my husband, “It’s here too, Joe. Right here.”, as I pointed down at the floor. I would not, could not step further. Without thinking I turned to the woman behind the counter and said, “Excuse me. Can you tell me the history of this building.” Right away she began telling me of the family that operated it as a mercantile for several generations. As she moved forward in her story of the different transitions of the buildings I listened as she told of it’s life as a bank then on to it’s life as a saloon type establishment I then blurted out to her, “You have something here. I’m not weird, but there’s something down stairs in that side room and it’s right here too. Right here where the floor changes.” She looked right at my face and calmly said, “Do you know what that is right there? Right where the floor rises?” “No.” I replied. “That’s the top of the vault that’s downstairs.” “That’s it! It’s your vault. There’s something wrong with your vault.” I told her. I suddenly realized why I had a feeling of the air being “heavy” there was a lack of oxygen in it. She then went on to tell my husband and I about the vault door. How she had a replica made out of wood by a man who does the theatre sets in town and the original door removed from the building because the inside of the door was badly marred and beaten as if someone was desperately trying to get out. It was at that point my husband said, “Okay. That’s weird.” She said the door gave her a bad feeling because it had “the heebee jeebees on it.” Belinda
PENNSYLVANIA
I live in Exeter, PA, which is right down the road
from Wyoming, PA. All of this is about 10 minutes from Pittston, PA, about 30
minutes from Wilkes-Barre, PA, and about 2 hours from Hershey Park. Wilkes-Barre
is eastern, Pittston is northern, and Hershey Park is southern of our area. This
area is where 'The Battle of Wyoming' was. Many think that the area that the
apartment buildings were built, were where the dead from that battle were
buried. Exeter was used as an escape route and for medical treatment. There is
some stuff that happens here that I have never, in my life, ever had seen
before, nor wanted to see. We have a ghost that lives in our library. It is in
our apartment, it used to be a bedroom, until my boyfriend, Devin, and his
mother had some experiences in there. They later changed it into a library where
all the books in the house are kept. I haven't seen anything myself, but, Devin
and his mother have. They have had books fly out at them. They used to have a
lion bookend in there as well and one time, it roared at them. To this day, we
can't find that bookend anywhere. I have got some of my stuff in the library
like clothes, some notebooks, and a ceramic horse little figurine. It was turned
around when I went back up there one day with Devin to get some clothes. We
looked at one of the bookshelves and there were some books out of place. On top
of a shelf on top of my dresser, is where I keep my ceramic horse, but when it
was turned around, there were fingerprints in the dust on top of the shelf.
Also, there is a closet in that room that has some wood in it for what reason I
have no idea. But that closet every once in a while, likes to be open after we
close it during when ever it feels like it. Now, only Devin and I go in there.
His mother is no longer able to climb up the stairs to get up there. We also
have some dolls up in the library. They usually face the opposite wall that they
are on. When we got up there, they were all looking at the door. When we were
downstairs, we hear a lot of stuff coming from upstairs. One day, we heard
something fall, but when Devin looked around up stairs, nothing had fallen or
was misplaced at all. Almost every time there is a silent moment in the house,
you can hear footsteps in the upstairs rooms. We have told many people about
this, and they don't believe us. They say things like, "Oh, it's just the
neighbors going up the stairs, or doing something in a room that is next to
that." We know for a fact that it can't be the neighbors on the other side of
the apartment. We live on an end apartment, where as there are apartments that
have two touching apartments, we only have one to the right, if your looking at
the front of the building. We will hear the footsteps on the opposite side of
the apartment, in Devin's room, or in Nathan's room (Nathan is Devin's older
brother). Another thing is that there are fingerprints on the ceiling in the
living room where no one, at least in this family, can reach. The ceiling is at
least 10 feet high, Devin is only 5'9'', his mom is about 4'11'', Nathan is
about 5'7'', and I am only 5'6''. There is no one tall enough to reach the
ceiling in the middle of the living room, even with standing on the table. And
no one is dumb enough to stand on a marble table, at least in this house. Devin,
also, one time had his soda in the living room with us while we were watching a
movie. He went to go get it so he could lay on the couch with me to finish
watching it, and he couldn't find his soda. We looked all around his chair
because we both knew he brought it in the living room with us. We looked in the
dining room, and there was his soda, sitting on the table. The worst time of the
year for ghostly activity in this area, though, is the anniversary of 'The
Battle of Wyoming'. That is when everything really starts getting started. You
can hear even more footsteps coming from upstairs, more at night. The 1st floor
starts having activity, where as it doesn't normally. Like I said before, I
haven't seen anything creepy, but I've heard some weird stuff. I have heard
nails tapping on the dresser in Devin's room. I've heard someone walking down
the hall when no one was there. I've heard footsteps behind me when I know no
one is there behind me. I have seen the lights flicker on and off a few times,
but that is the most that I have seen. I've felt cold patches in the rooms. The
rooms are cold to begin with, but it just gets colder in one spot. I've heard
someone talking that didn't sound like anyone that would be in the house, that
is living. That's not all, but most of the other stuff Devin knows, that is all
I know, about the apartment. There are some freaky things that happen around the
lot too. There is an old foundation of a barn behind one of the buildings in the
apartment complex. There, it is believed, is where all the injured and dying
soldiers from the battle were taken to be healed or where they died. In the
woods behind the complex, Devin and some of his friends have had some crazy
experiences. Devin and his friends, one time, were camping out in the woods one
night, and all of a sudden, they heard some screaming. As Devin so put it, "It
sounded, and felt like something out of the Blair Witch Project movie." No later
than that did they look at a tree with no branches until the very top, they saw
a board up there with their names on it. By the way, right down the road are two
cemeteries. Devin and his friends used to go down there a lot also. One time,
there was something that looked like a bed sheet just hanging on someone's body.
They were laughing and pointing, until a wind picked up and Devin looked at the
feet to see that there was nothing there but the air beneath the "sheet". Devin
also stated that when it moved toward them, it looked like it wasn't even
moving, like it was "walking" in place. Devin also said that when he and his
friends tried to run away, the thing chased after them, but still looked like it
was in that "walking in place" position. These are most of the experiences that
I have been told or have experienced myself with Devin. I have learned not to go
upstairs by myself at night, because I am too frightened to do so. I also have
figured out that it isn't anymore "safe" inside the apartment than it is
outside. I have learned that ghosts, for the most part, are outside, and that if
you go outside, you may just want to pee yourself as soon as you walk out the
door, because, the things that are in the woods, don't like to stay there. And
they're not always friendly. But, for the most part, the only witnesses are as
follows: Me, Devin, Nathan, Their mom, Dickie (Nate and Devin's friend), Mike
(another friend) and maybe some others. Well, I hope you get something from
Devin's and my experiences. Not all ghosts are like Casper, they like to scare
you and do stuff that make you jump out of your skin, or in some cases, they are
trying to hurt you. But, there isn't anything really you can do, for the most
part, they can't hurt you. But the one in our library has a tendency to do that.
Thank you for letting me send in my experiences.
Heather
ILLINOIS
I live in a newer home, I am hearing strange noises at night when I'm home alone and I have seen a black shadow numerous times. I will actually see it from the side of my eyes. I never see it in front of me.. My mother who lives with me has experienced the same thing.. I feel stupid for requesting help. I never really believed in any of this till it happened to me. It sometimes sounds like someone is walking around my house. My lights have gone out a couple of times and my computer has came on by itself and I feel like there is a presence near me. Tricia
UNKNOWN LOCATION
I live in a home where a lot of things happen we have seen a man in a white T-shirt and had things turned off on us. Doors shut and open by them self etc. We see the man several times a week...There are 4 adults and 4 children that live here and everyone has seen something at one time or another. My youngest son seen a white face in the window and the window is about 15 feet off the ground...Thank you. Katrina
WEST VIRGINIA
Ok, I'm not really sure what the name of the road is but it is said there was a couple driving through the dirt road by sandstone mountain in Hinton West Virginia and he was dirking and they had a three year old girl in the car at the time and had an accident. The little girl was thrown from the car and they didn't get out to find her they just took off and left her to die. The next day or so they filed a police report that the child was kidnapped . Ok, so my boyfriend was down there by the falls on September 8th about 8:00 pm fishing when an accident occurred and they blocked the road off and had him go a detour on this dirt road when he said he heard a sound like rocks hitting the side of his car and when I went out to check I seen hand prints from a child on both sides of his car, but him being a man and not believing in ghosts and etc. He said maybe it was one of the kids so I said to him but the kids wasn't there it was just you on that road by your self how could the kids have done it but I'm not really sure if they ever found the little girls body or not and me being a ghost believer myself from experience I told him I said it looks like you where attacked by kids on that road and he said it was really dark and he couldn't see anything he just heard what sounded like rocks being thrown so I think maybe that the little girl is still out there. I'm going to find out the name of that road and what all has happened out there and maybe someone can give this little girls her peace. Thanks For Reading and Hopefully Understanding what has happened ! Pricilla
SOUTH
DAKOTA
We took a trip out west, stopping in Keystone, South Dakota. We rode the train which goes between Keystone and Hill City daily back and forth. www.1880train.com While on the train, my wife took a picture of our son. The picture is enclosed. If you zoom in on the picture, in the background, beyond the glass, you can see a figure of an old cowboy. There was no one on the train that even resembled this figure. I believe it is a ghost. I sent the picture to the business, but they just believe it was someone on the train. I am an observer, and if I would have seen someone dressed as an old cowboy, I would have remembered that. What do you think??? Chuck
UNKNOWN LOCATION
Our family used to live in a house where there would be a little boy running down the hallway a few times a month. The boy was just a shadow and sometimes stand in the corner. This would happen late at night. When I worked nights my wife would say '' our little friend was watching me last night''. Also we would see cat like images run around corners. The only history of the house is the E.P.A and other authority dug up the back yard prier to our move in they removed 50 gallon drums supposedly full of used oil. Since we moved the house was sold once and the owner quickly moved out since then the house has been vacant. Paul
NORTH
CAROLINA
My son in May 2007. He always seems to talk to things that we either do not see, or see flashes or balls of light very briefly. No matter where he is they seems to follow him. The house we are currently in, small, but strange things have have continued to happen. Some examples are the remote control falling off the couch but always landing in the same place no matter where it falls from, where it would actually not be possible for it to land.My bed shaking at night. Or sounds as if someone were banging very hard and loudly on my doors in the middle of the night. Fayetteville, NC
CALIFORNIA
This is in reference to the haunting at the Southland Cinemas, a multi screen theater at Southland Mall in Hayward, Ca. The theater is actually part of the peripheral property which is located approx. 350 yards from the mall at what is known as Southland Square. Adjacent to the cinemas is a 6 story office complex known as the Pro Building and a restaurant, ect. Six years ago, I relocated from Hayward and just recently, heard that the cinemas have been out of business for about 3 years which I'm sure is un-related to the haunting. One very strange thing is that I worked mall security at Southland for 2 and a half years from early '86 to mid '88 and I never heard anything about these hauntings at the cinemas . However, a co-worker and myself did experience quite a few - first hand hauntings in the mall itself during some of the graveyard shifts. There was one of which was pretty repetitious. This occurrence took place probably 8 times out of the 4 months that I worked this particular shift and it was always during a gate check. These gate checks were mandatory and performed twice on the shift. We would always start in the Sears Court - I would take one side and the other officer would take the other side and together, we would work our way down the entire concourse of the mall making sure that all of the front gates or cages to every store remained secure as we walked along giving an upward tug on each and every one. Along the concourse, were 8 entry ways with each one having its own short corridor that extended out to the side from the main concourse. The first occurrence happened one night just as we were passing entry # 4 and out of the corner of my eye - I seen my partner stop dead in his tracks. When I looked up at him, he was staring down the length of the concourse and when I turned to look, I was startled enough that my whole body jumped as if a short surge of electricity bolted through me. About 30 yards away, next to the entry # 5 corridor was an extremely tall and lanky man, who appeared to be in his mid 50's - wearing a cowboy hat, dark shirt, dark denim pants, cowboy boots with a long, brown trench coat. He had his hat pulled down in a way that shadowed his whole face. He stood with his hip kind of kicked out which caused him to have a crooked type stance that made one leg straight up and down while his other long, skinny leg kind of extended down at an angle. Everything about him, gave off a radiance of evil. Another thing about this guy (who I later nicknamed the Marlboro man) is that he was filthy ! About 3 weeks prior to this - while doing a gate check - we actually had 2 stow-aways but were unaware of the second until he was discovered about 20 minutes later but these were 2 juveniles aged 15 and 16. after sighting this Marlboro man for the first time, we assumed that he too was a stow-away and both of us began our approach with a slight jog in his direction while my partner shouted - Ahh, excuse me - the mall is closed. As we put only 20 yards between us, the Marlboro man dashed out of sight and into the corridor leading to entry # 5 . Knowing that these entry doors were locked, we were convinced that we had him trapped and by the looks of him, we both anticipated somewhat of a struggle to detain him once we reached this entry area . As we slowed and approached the corner cautiously, I began yelling -- ''Hayward Police is enroute - keep your hands where we can see 'em! As we rounded the corner, he was gone . Immediately, my partner headed for the entry doors and I knew that he was going to do a lock check . I knew they were locked because just hours earlier, I had also done an entry check . I began to have this sort of 6th sense that kept playing a repeated message in my head, telling me that what had just happened was totally phenomenal . Then, it was like an air conditioning duct was right over my head and I just started taking steps backwards out of the corridor as my partner suddenly, spun around and looked at me and asked -- do you feel that? As I mentioned, this guy was filthy, he had dried mud up by the chest and shoulder area but as it went down past his waist, it seemed to be more wet and from the knees down it was caked . Each time this sighting occurred, it was always the same thing, he'd appear, stand the same way then, as soon as we would get about 20 yards away, he'd dash into the entry corridor . Each time he would make his dash, I started to notice some of this mud would flake off from his lower legs and hit the floor but - of course - by the time we would reach the location, there wasn't anything at all on the floor . Though, other weird stuff occurred there during the course of my employment, the Marlboro man was by far the very most significant . M. Gonsalves
UNKNOWN LOCATION
Well what happened is me and my sister were at our great grandma's house. We were going to spend the night. She has 2 back bedrooms and we were just looking around. her house used to be a hotel. well our grandma was taking a nap and we were back in the bedrooms. when we went back there the doors were unlocked. when we went to open the doors they were locked and we couldn't get out so we climbed out the window. nobody was back there. it was scary. Terry
ENGLAND
Hello my name is Aaron I am married, my wife is Lana we live in Nelson, Lancashire, I am righting to you because we have a big interest in the paranormal we live with it well we have the last ten years, you see we lived in a house down the to us and we started to hear loud banging one eve thought it was side had a look but could not hear any thing at all only in the house, the night after we had all the tapes and books we had in the living room pile up from floor to ceiling, this was just a start I could list every one but you would not have time to read them all. we also had our first sighting there has well which also carried on and still does. we had a medium come around and help shed some light on what was going on her name was Val Williams she was very help full, and very nice, she told us that we had a little girl called Jayne, and she collected spirits to help them on there way .but some times they were to strong for her and they staid in our house, at one point we had around eleven spirits things were going mad at that point a lot of glass were was smashed and I had a big crystal eagle that smashed into peaces with out any one there or near it. this went on four around four years, then we moved and brought a house up the street. Things were quit for about six months then it started up again. one summer eve we wear out in the garden having a party, it was late and me and my wife went to bed and left the our daughter with her friends in the garden. we in bed for around half an hour when we herd a loud scream, the kids shouted up to us to come down, we found that all the cupboard doors and draws were open. every thing out of them were on the floor, that only took a few seconds, my daughter said she came in to get a drink and went back out to ask what every one wanted then walked back in and it was done. now the cctv confirms what she was saying was true, the was the first. we also had our furniture stand up on end leaning against the wall. we were all in bed when this happened. still goes now sightings all the time, must admit a little quit this last few days, but it go again, just thought you like to know its all good.
ENGLAND
This just happened in July of 1998. I was in the Palace Hotel, Manchester, England. After flying all night to England, and waiting for my hotel room to be ready, I was exhausted. As soon as I settled in my room, I tried to take a nap. It was around 11 am, and I was in a twin bed, tossing and turning, trying to find a comfortable spot. While I was lying on my stomach, just settling in to sleep, I felt a pressure or presence on my entire back, from my neck to my bottom, I felt like someone was on top of me...I felt hands come around me, and hold me very tight. I knew I was alone in the room, and the door was locked. Feeling such a presence, I jumped out a bed screaming. I ran around the room looking for someone or something to be there. No one was there, I then went for the bible in the nightstand, flipped it open to any page, and laid it on the bed opened. (hoping that the bible would exorcize the spirit) Then I searched around the room to find information about the hotel. It was built in 1895, and was an insurance company until 1915 when it became a hotel. The Refuge Assurance Company was the title of the business, located on Oxford Street, Manchester, England. I know that there was someone or something attacking me. I don't normally get out of bed screaming and feeling accosted and abused. My conscience kept telling me that I must have been dreaming, but my physical body was telling me I had been man-handled. Later that day I asked the front desk if this hotel was haunted. They denied such a thing. I then asked the bellman in the front lobby. He had stories to tell !! I also called the Chamber of Commerce of Manchester, and related the story. The lady on the phone laughingly replied, all old buildings and old houses in England are haunted! I don't have any more history on that hotel or that sight. A building that was built in 1895 isn't that old in England. If you have any information on how I could find out more on that building or that sight, please let me know. Jeanne Parker
ILLINOIS
It was the spring of 1969 and I was 20 years old. I was enrolled in the Chicago Police academy which was located near Maxwell Street and the Dan Expressway. I had been attending the academy for several months and I was taking lunch with two other academy students. As we entered a small typical restaurant in this area, I remember a white lady dressed in all black. Her dress reminded me of someone from the 1800's. (The reason I mentioned her color is because the area was basically a black neighborhood and seeing a white lady in this area makes this individual encounter even stranger. Now, as I Stood just inside the restaurant with my friends on either side of me, This Lady in black came up to me and looked right into my eyes. Without a word, or hand gesture or even a facial expression, she communicated to me to hand her the pen and small note pad I had in my upper left hand shirt pocket to her. I did. She took the pen and note pad, and wrote something into the note pad and shook her head in a gesture of no, no, no. She handed me the pen and note pad and then left the restaurant. I looked into the note pad and noticed what she wrote, my name and my birth date and then I also realized that it was in my own handwriting. I quickly turned to my friends and asked them did you see what the lady just did ? They responded to my question as though I was crazy. What lady? They acted as if nothing unusual happened and we went into the restaurant and had lunch. Well this little encounter stayed with me and I always felt that I would have to quit the Chicago Police Department. I felt she was telling me to leave this career options in order to save my life. Now I never really told many people of this story. However, I saw a TV show in which a woman in black saved a motor cyclist on a highway near Chicago and how Paramedics and others saw this lady in black save his life. I believe I saw this on Unsolved Mysteries. I suspect that this lady I saw was my grandmother, however the lady I saw I did not recognize. I now believe that it was the lady in black I saw on Unsolved Mysteries. - Frank D. Ayers
KANSAS
I was living in a house that had been built on the old Osage Indian Reservation back in the 1870s. I went to bed and was lying there awake when I heard this Strange Chatting as If many children were saying Nah nah nah nah nah over and over. Very High pitched. Then a picture of a face of an elderly white haired woman appeared on the wall near the ceiling, over the Picture was spelled the words Mrs. E. Wolfe than the voices started to chat Mrs. Wolfe is dead Mrs. Wolfe is dead. I was some what shaken by this experience and managed to get out of bed and go into the kitchen and as soon as I turned the lights on the voices stopped. I was in a quandary as to what to do as My Mothers Name was Mrs. Emma Wolf and her next door Neighbors name was Mrs. Esther Wulff. I wanted to call my Mother and see if she was all right but it was late and I knew she would be in bed. so after a big drink of water I went back to bed and slept soundly. The next morning I called my mother and she was fine Then I told her about what had happened and she told me Mrs. Wulff was visiting her son and was not at home and she was not about to call her. Mom just stated if anything has happened to her we will know soon enough. I than let it drop and chalked it up to my imagination. The very next day my Mother called and said ' have you seen the obituary Column this morning. I had, and a Mrs. Ethel Wolfe had died the night of my vision. I have no explanation as to why this happened but know it was very real. I felt at the time a great sadness for the woman on the wall as the voices seemed glad she was gone. I have often felt she came to me so I would mourn her loss. I have also regretted not going to pay my respects to see if see was the woman on the wall. - Carol Wolf
NEW JERSEY
I grew up in a small town directly across the Delaware River from Trenton, New Jersey. I had a girlfriend who lived in a very old house, supposedly built by Robert Morris during the Revolutionary Era. It is situated right across from the Soldiers' Barracks in Trenton. Us kids would always joke about an underground tunnel that ran from her house, under the river to the barracks where the American soldiers were housed during the war. When I was in the fifth grade, over 25 years ago, I spent the night at her house. She, her sisters, and I all bunked in this huge room that served as both playroom and bedroom for the girls. That night, for whatever reason, I could not fall asleep all night; and the next morning I was very unsettled, glad to go home. It was not until I was sixteen, that my mother told me what happened. My girlfriend's mother heard noises in the middle of the night coming from the room directly above our bedroom and went up there to check what was happening. She opened up the door, and toys, games, -- you name it -- were all torn apart and still moving in mid-air! She promptly locked the door and no one was allowed in there again. She later called on our parish priest to come over and bless the house and end the ghostly activity. I know my mother did not make up this story; she's not the kind of person to do that. My girlfriend and her husband still live in that house to this day. They have remodeled, though I have not seen the house. But I still remember that strange room and mom's story and just wonder what really happened that night. - Linda Birch
NEW YORK
My wife and her sister were visiting Sagtikos Manor in Bayshore. It is a pre-revolutionary mansion used as a stage stop at which George Washington once stayed. It is a historical site, and in the summer they give tours, but they visited one day on a lark and found the place deserted. A sign at the entry said it was closed for the season. They tried the door, which was locked, and went around the back of the house where there was a cemetery. The graveyard dated all the way back to the Revolutionary War. They were reading the headstones, when a young girl of about 16 years old, wearing a Revolutionary costume walked past them from the front of the house. The girl nodded a distinctive and courteous hello as she passed and continued on her way. My wife and her sister assumed she was one of the costumed girls who gave tours and nodded back. Then they realized they place was supposed to be closed and deserted, and looked out into the middle of the field where the girl had been. Well, she completely disappeared from sight! In broad daylight. When they looked down at the last headstone they were reading, they saw it marked the grave of a 16-year-old girl who died during the Revolutionary War. - Frank Michaels
MASSACHUSETTS
My former wife and her former husband used to live in a hundred-plus year-old triple decker brownstone in South Boston. It was an old house that sat at the end of a dead-end street. Many mornings she would wake up to hear teacups and saucers clinking and barely audible conversations going on in the parlor. She describes the sounds like those you might hear when you are just starting to wake up and you can hear a conversation in the other room but can’t quite make out the works. She would often hear these morning ‘tea sessions’ in her house but avoided mentioning them to her husband, until one morning when they were both lying in bed and the ‘party’ started up. She warily asked him ‘Do you hear that?’ To which he answered ‘Yes, I hear that a lot but never wanted to mention it to you because I thought you’d think I was crazy.’ One night when her husband and her sister’s boyfriend had been out for the evening, she and her sister were lying in bed, almost asleep. They heard the front door bang open and footsteps coming up the stairs. They turned to each other and said, ‘Oh, sounds like the boys are home.’ But when they both went out in the hallway to welcome their men home, there was no one there! - J. Sold
PENNSYLVANIA
The oldest house in Nazareth, Pennsylvania, is the Whitfield House built in 1740. It is now a museum and also has a couple of apartments where retired clergy live. At the time of the happening, my wife was a health-care worker whose clients included people staying at the Whitfield. One night, while doing up some dishes for her elderly clients, she went for the sponge floating on top of the dishwater, when it suddenly dove to the bottom of the sink! Then she put her hands into the sink and the sponge would pop to the surface like a bobber. But she could not pick it up! The sponge eluded her by diving or floating about the basin. She spent several minutes trying to catch the sponge, and finally, on her seventh try she grabbed it by keeping one hand under the water and using the other to corner the sponge. When she told here clients what happened, they said, Oh, you’ve met our ghost. They went on to relate many other paranormal events including disembodied footsteps that started in the hall, stopped in front of their bed, and then walked away into the back of the house. Others, including guards, have reported strange things that go on at the Whitfield. - Randy Gleason
WISCONSIN
I wanted to share an experience that has left a mark on me since it occurred. In 1989 my best friend moved to a house in Milton, Wisconsin (Circa 1920's). Almost immediately she complained of hearing footsteps up and down the stairs that led to the bedrooms, and running across the lower part of the house. She thought her house was being broken into, but no one was there when she investigated. One one occasion I stopped by to see if she was home and left a few seconds later...my car lights were on (it was broad daylight) I had mentioned this to her and she said that has happened to her mother in law on a few occasions. Another time when I was visiting, we were sitting around her living room with the shades drawn and I noticed a twinkling light on her ceiling...I thought it was from a mirror or a reflection of some kind, we sat there and watched it for a few minutes, it danced around and vibrated until it finally slipped through the wood molding next to the ceiling. I also want to mention that things would mysteriously disappear around the house and most times would reappear in odd places. She wore this old terry cloth romper in the summer when she was cleaning the house (it was not flattering!!) One day it disappeared and she couldn't find it anywhere...in the fall when she was unpacking the Halloween box in a spare room in the back of a closet, she found her romper packed in the bottom of the box under her children's Halloween costumes. (I said What does that tell you??) Also, when she was doing laundry in her basement, she would put a load of laundry in the dryer, go back down to fold the clothes and find strange clothes in her dryer!!! She later found out that some of them were her neighbors that were on their clothes line earlier! The most memorable account happened on my birthday in 1991...she was giving me a permanent at her dining room table (which faced and was next to her stairway), we were talking and all of a sudden a small blonde haired girl ran past me and up the stairs...she was approximately 9 years old, and she was wearing shorts and a t-shirt...It was common children clothing so I couldn't date it to a particular time. I was stunned, but we knew no one would be up in the bedrooms when we went to check. My friend moved in 1992 in the spring and stayed with some family til the fall when she found another house to rent...she shortly realized that the young girl had followed her. She just recently moved to California and hasn't had any occurrences...maybe the little girl found peace in Wisconsin? - Susan Greeney
