Apr 20, 1997 - 22:54 -

Comments about the web site: Thanks to everyone who has been adding their stories to the site and my mail box. I promise that a new revision is in the works. Please send me your stories, especially historically important encounters, such as Lincoln's ghost or civil war spirits.
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From: - DWWaldron@aol.com
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Apr 21, 1997 - 03:30 -

Ghostly experience or comment: My family and I lived in a old house in philadelphia when I was 6yrs old my brothers and I saw a black hooded figure with no face coming towards us down our hallway it scared us.we ran in our mother room when we look back it wasn't there.the next experinece I had was I saw a wedding took place in our basement the wedding was not from our time they had victiorn clothes on.I was so shock I could not move when the bride turn to kiss the groom she had the face of a skull.I then turn a ran up stairs to tell my mother she did not belive me at first untill she started seeing things and hereing strange noises around the house.next experience was I heated went out my brothers and I witness funeral took place in our living room the next day the stranges thing happen my mother call the gas company to report it.she gave our adddress 1447 N.hobart st.the gas man said to my mother you live where that's were my mother die in child birth when she was having me.he then went on to tell her they had his mother's funeral.you guess it right in our living that was the funeral we that night.my family and our experienced a lot of things in that house from ghostly images,hearing voices and lound bumping noise to foot steps.I was so scared as a child there.that I was glad our house had a fire.and my mother moved us away from there. they told no famiy ever stayed there to long.we was the longest family that stayed.I am now 34yrs old.I still lived in philadelphia.I'm not afraid any more of the paranormal any more if any thing I became more interested in it.you may not belive this but the house I live in now has a ghost a little child I have not saw it yet but I feel it spirit.it moves my children's toys and it jumps on my bed sometimes.one day my husband was napping he woke to a slap in the face he was so afraid he came out side to tell me about it I was in the garden.I said to him I told you we had a ghost living in our house he looked so afraid he will never tell me he's afraid.the worst I experienced was my youngest son got bit by this child like ghost I witness little teeth marks on my son's arm.my little dog barks all the time and nothing there but we feel it.I have saw little child's shadow go in to our bathroom.I ask my children did they go in to the bathroom.you got it they said no mom.I just said to my slef oh well it's the little ghost again.my husband and I almost saw the ghost apeare we witness a smoky figure happing in our bedroom the dog was barking so bad that I told my husband to open our door and let the dog out when he did the smoky figure left.my husband said to me dam what ever it was it left baby.I said yea it did.I planed on doing some history and looking up about our house.if I can find your site again I will write you and keep you posted of prest up dates. Thank You. ps.for letting me share my story.
My name is: My name is Yolanda Johnson I'm 34yrs old married with seven children five birth children two step-children I am private ivestergater that loves paranormal now.
From: - YMJ4webtv.net
How I found your page: I look up true ghost stories on the internet and found your site


Apr 21, 1997 - 10:50 -

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From: - watersl@rpcs.pvt.k12.md.us
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Apr 21, 1997 - 18:49 -

Ghostly experience or comment: When I was young, my father had moved my family from St. Louis to a small town in northeastern Missouri, along the Mississippi River. The house he purchased was one of the original homes of the area. Before we moved in he added on to the original home, as to have more room for our large family. Shortly after we had moved into our "new" home, strange happenings began. My mother and other family members would hear footsteps walking down the hallway. They were the unmistakable sound of a mans stride. My mother often would often look up from her work, expecting to see my father come down off the landing......but no one was to be seen. My father and sisters often heard whisperings...usually at night. My sister would come to my room crying, swearing something was repeating her name in her room. As ususal, my father and mother found nothing. My experience came firsthand one evening; I held a weekend job at a local auto race track, directing the parking of cars and directing patrons to the race stands. I had to arrive at work by six in the evening to open the pit gates and general parking gates. At home, early that afternoon around 2:00 pm, I decided to take a nap before I went to work. I remember talking to myself outloud as I lay down, reminding myself to get up by 5:30 to leave for work. I remember being roused from sleep by a "pressure" upon my chest. I can only describe the feeling being familiar to having someone lean over you, and use their hands to softly bounce your upper torso up and down. As I opened my eyes, I fully expected to see my mother standing over me, using her hands to gently awaken me. No one was there, my body was still bouncing slightly in my bed, and I could still "feel" the pressure dissipating as I became awake. I was home alone that evening, and knew no one could have awakened me and got from the room without my seeing or hearing them. I can still recall how my neck hair was crawling, and I could not control the feeling of "goose bumps". As I glanced at the wall clock in the adjoining living room, it was 5:30. That was a long time ago..... I still get that "feeling" around my body when I visit the old house. I often wonder who or what heard me talking that afternoon.
My name is: N/A
From: - None
How I found your page: surfing


Apr 21, 1997 - 22:01 -

Ghostly experience or comment: My dad was traveling in a small, old town in California with some of his friends. They had no money and it was growing dark. They passed an abandoned hotel and decided to stay there. They went inside and looked in the rooms until they found the one with the old matresses they were just getting to sleep when there was a knock on the door. My dad looked under the door and saw a pair of penny loafers. "He said to the others it must be a cop or the owner telling us to leave." He then opened the door there was no one there and no shoes. They searched the hotel and found nothing.
My name is: raise yellow labradors
From: - yellabs@aol.com
How I found your page: browsing


Apr 23, 1997 - 10:48 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I am a professional in the information systems field, have an MBA, but am very tuned into the possibility that such things as ghosts exist. The following story is entirely true, and happened to me in October, 1996. About one month before the trial for a lawsuit I was involved in, my attorney was brutally murdered at an ATM machine in Washington, DC. It was devastating to everyone who knew him. He was young, had everything to live for, and had a brilliant career ahead of him. He was one of the nicest people I've ever known, as well, the opposite of what most people think of when they think of lawyers! I'd known him for 3 years and we were good friends in addition to client-attorney. A few nights after his death I was lying awake late, unable to sleep, and thinking that I wish there were some way I could make contact with him. I had grown to depend on his judgement, and he knew me better than most people because of all the time we'd spent on the case. All of his knowledge about my case was now lost to me. His encouragement and caring were all gone! And I was so sad about how he died and how his family were suffering. I began to feel pressure on my hands, which were arranged on the pillow in kind of a praying position right in front of my face. The pressure became more and more intense, but not painful. I literally could not move any part of my body. Then I felt something being slowly and gently pulled up over me, as you'd put a cover on a sleeping child. I was wide awake, mind you, when this happened. Soon the pressure on my hands stopped, and the whole sensation was gone. I think it was him, comforting me and telling me he was still around to watch over me during the upcoming trial. My side won, incidentally. I do believe in this experience and can't explain it any other way.
My name is: Sr. Systems Analyst, over 50, married, 2 daughters
From: - Bethasmith@aol.com
How I found your page: On AOL "best of" member pages


Apr 24, 1997 - 13:08 -

Ghostly experience or comment: When my friend and I went to get a ball in a alley full of rocks we rocks we heard footsteps walking but nobody was there.We turned around we saw no one but we kept hearing those footsteps.So we picked up the ball and ran away.
My name is: I am a 10 yr. old spooky story reader.
From: - elipso@hotmail.com
How I found your page: I looked up ghosts and found your page.


Apr 24, 1997 - 17:13 -

Ghostly experience or comment: When I was little I had gone on vacation to Arcadia National Park in Northern Maine with my mother and grandmother. We were meeting an aunt and uncle of mine who had rented a cottage for a week. The cottage was in a remote area surrounded by rocky wilderness and not much else. This cottage was obviously used only in the summer because I can remember looking outside the knot holes of the thin pine walls. The first night there I slept in a room with my mother. I had one twin bed and she had the other. I awoke very early in the morning before anyone else. I remember looking up and seeing a man enter my room. He was dressed in clothing from another era. He wore knickers and a long coat with tails. On his head he wore a tri-cornered hat. Being so young I wasn't afraid of him. I was more curious. He kept asking me if I knew the whereabouts of someome (I don't remember the name). He spoke English but with a very different sounding accent (old English maybe?). He also appeared to be confused. Being a very outgoing little kid I started to talk to him. I don't remember what I asked but I'm sure it was nothing out of the usual being a child my age. The man continued to look confused and then he turned around and left the room. I remember this vividly. During the day I talked about this man and the adults assumed I was dreaming. I am 29 now and in a recent conversation with my mother she determined that I would have been about 3 or 4 years old on that trip. I'm glad if something like this was to happen that it happened at an age when it wouldn't have really frightened me. I have had other things happen to me in the past that were a little scarier but this one was the most vivid.
My name is: My name is Jennifer. I'm a 29 year old web developer living in Mass.
From: - chasnjen@cris.com
How I found your page: I did a search through Yahoo.


Apr 25, 1997 - 14:46 -

Ghostly experience or comment: One day my brother and I were visiting my cousin. It was getting late and we were outside laying in a ditch by a two story house. The house was supposedly abandoned. The old woman who owned it had died and left the house to her grandson, who was in Texas at the time. There was no way he could have been there. There were no cars in the driveway, or lights on in the house. I'm positive there was no one there. While we were looking around we noticed one of the lights in the upstairs room came on. We were all freaked. Then a shadow of an old woman walked by the window. As soon as she passed the window the light automatically went off. I got so scared I started crying. It might not sound that scary, but if you were there, you would've been too! So, this is my little ghostly experience.
My name is: I'm fourteen and I love ghosts.
From: -
How I found your page: Looked up ghosts and your page cought my eye.


Apr 25, 1997 - 19:17 -

Ghostly experience or comment: It was a cold night in Late November, My Cousin and I were riding around town , it was somewhere along the lines of 11pm-12am. She told me that her father was thinking of buying a new house and she asked me if I wanted to see it. I said sure? why not? it was a boring night. The town we lived in was small and it seemed as if noone (any of our friends) was around. Liz, my cousin pulled into the driveway of this gorgeous white two story Victorian home located in the older part of town. I looked at the house , completely in awe since I have always loved and been fascinated by old houses. It was incredible to look at , standing tall against the light of the full moon. But for some reason , I didn't want to get out of Liz's Chevy Blazer. She was reaching for her door , getting ready to get out. "Come on Sara!" she said , urging me to get out of the car and look in the windows. The feeling I got was really strange , the hair on my arms stood straight up and I would not move. I was scaring myself , seriously. There was just something deep inside of me that wouldn't get out of the truck. My heart was beating really fast , I thought I was having a heart attack or something. I looked at Liz and shook my head violently , so hard that it hurt. " I'm not getting out!" I told her, At this point , my hands were cold and shaking and I looked up at the house again. There seemed to be nothing wrong , it looked like a normal house. Even though in the dark , it resembled something from a Vincent Price movie. There was a battered For Sale sign in the front window of the house, nestled in between a pair of frilly white lace curtains. The curtains were closed which would make sense because the house hadn't been inhabited in over 10 years. Finally Liz got sick of waiting for me to get out , so she slammed the driver's side door of the Blazer and started it up again. Pulling out of the drive , my pulse began to slow down. As we rounded the corner of the street , I snuck another glance at the house. The white curtains , the ones that were so pretty were pulled back, open as if someone had been looking out. Noone was in that house , noone had been in that house for a long time. I can't explain what happened that night , it scared the hell out of me. Even now when I think about it , it freaks me out. It may not be as scary as some of the other stories on here but I think it counts as a ghost story.
My name is: I am an 18 year old student at the University of Maine at Augusta, I am also a writer .
From: - smeb18@hotmail.com
How I found your page: I decided to do some research on ghosts for my story.


Apr 26, 1997 - 01:30 -

Ghostly experience or comment: When I was 19 yrs. old, I had already been married more than 2 yrs. My husband worked split shifts on a dairy, which put him at work from midnight to at least 4:00a.m. We had no children, so my hours just naturally corresponded with his. When he slept, I slept, and vice versa. I was walking my St. Bernard puppy just down to the end of a sidewalk that was approximately 30 feet long. There were a lot of pine trees and bushes around that house. It was a really nice summer evening, but not nice enough to make me enjoy being outside with no one but a puppy for company. I had her on a leash, and we walked to the end of that sidewalk, and stopped. Just as we stopped, from the bushes on the north side of the yard, again about 30-40ft. from where I stood, I heard a distinctly male, raspy voice, whisper my name. He said "Shelley", then a little louder "Shelley", then firmly, "Shelley". It was the strangest voice I had ever heard, a lot of force behind that whisper, and the hair on my arms, and the back of my neck stood up, and I got goose bumps all over. I acted as if I had heard nothing, and tried to casually turn and walk into the house. As soon as I got inside, I went to look out the window that looked directly over the spot I had heard "him". No one there. I ran to each window, nothing. The next day I checked for footprints, anything, and nothing. I never did learn what it was, for I know it was not a "who". And to this day, hearing that whisper in my mind haunts my waking moments. Fugue42 aka Shelley Email address = Fugue42@aol.com
My name is: I am female, 42, still married, and Host in Urban Legends as LEGsMuscle. I love nothing better than a good Ghost Story!
From: - Fugue42@aol.com
How I found your page: You were listed in Best of AOL, kewl!


Apr 26, 1997 - 13:39 -

Ghostly experience or comment: A friend of mine used to live in a very old house...around 5 other families lived there. One night she went down for a snack...there standing infront of the stove was a little girl around the age of 7. She was very pale and was dressed in a white gown She smiled at my friend. My friend (who is a very firm believer in ghosts) asked if she was a friend or foe The little girl mouthed out the words friend. My friend, who at the time was living in BC Canada, smiled at the little girl. The little girl smiled back and disappeared. About a month later my friend moved to the Yukon. My friend was 11 at the time. She's not sure if what she saw was a ghost or an angle...all she knows is she did see something.
My name is: I'm a 14 year old girl, from Orleans Ontario. I'm not lying at all when I say that my friend saw a ghost. She an I are both firm believers.
From: - jrsuds@istar.ca
How I found your page: I was helping my little sister find information on ghosts for a speech she has to present in from of her grade 5 class.


Apr 26, 1997 - 13:44 -

Ghostly experience or comment: This is kind of an on-going experience. I've had this happen repeatedly over about the last 5 years, in several locations. I'll be doing something, minding my own business, and I'll feel a tap or a hand on my left arm or shoulder. I turn my head, and the feeling goes away and I see nothing. It has happened while I was sitting, standing, alone or with other people. It's gotten to be the kind of thing that, when it happens, I just say, "Oh, yeah, it's been awhile." It's not threatening at all.
My name is: 27, Seattlite, skater and hiker
From: - jenski@mindless.com
How I found your page: Surfing (Via Tigger's Haunted Apartment)


Apr 26, 1997 - 15:09 -

Ghostly experience or comment: This is not my house. But it is a friends. The house is really old. It was built about 10 years before the cival war. Durring the Cival War (In America) When the troops from the North came down to Georgia, they burnt most of the houses, but not this one. The Generals from the north would meet at this house and plan their attacks. To this day, they keep finding old uniforms, buttons, guns, maps, and other interesting stuff in and around the house. There is even a grave yard for soldiers there. On some nights you can hear the ghosts talking in the attic, planning their battles for the next day.
My name is: I am 15 years old.
From: - Jessi70208@Aol.com
How I found your page: I was looking at the Home Page Contest Entries


Apr 26, 1997 - 20:02 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Pela40@aol.com Bell Witch cave Adams, Tennessee A real good friend of mine bought the Bell Witch Farm. Now her family was alot like me they didn't believe in ghost at all until they bought this farm. They thought that the previous owners were just telling alot of tall tales because of the cave for the buiness. It didn't take long to find out that the place was infact really haunted. Soon they started to hear footsteps in the house and voices. And things being moved around in the basement, when they went to check nothing would be out of place. We were outside one day walking around with my son and his friend. When we heard a voice of a young girl yell out hey mom. It really shook us up. Four people witness this. When you go in the Cave listen very careful to see if you can hear the voices, or the sounds of running in the water. Whatever you do never take a rock out of the cave or off of the property. People have been mailing or bringing them back begging the owners to please put them back in the cave. The place is very exciting to visit. You never know what strange things will happen. It doesen't happen all the time but when it does it can be unnerveing. You never know what will happen next. But if you say you don't believe in ghost you will soon find out they don't like that.
My name is:
From: - Pela40@aol.com
How I found your page: found on another link


Apr 26, 1997 - 23:51 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I moved to my grandmother's ranch in Nebraska when I was in high school. During the summer, my room which was located upstairs, was too hot to sleep in so I moved to the couch in the downstairs living room and opened the wooden door to let the breeze come thru the screen door. Later that evening I awoke not because of any sound but of the eeriest feeling. I opened my eyes and staring at me thru the screen door were two small children just looking at me with no expression on their faces. I knew I was dreaming but I was really frightned so I just closed my eyes until I finally fell back to sleep. The next morning at breakfast my grandmother with her back turned to me asked if I slept well and when I told her about my nightmare she dropped her coffee spoon in the sink. I thought the sound of the spoon hitting the porcelin made her jump until she turned around and I saw her face was ashen. She asked me If I had a dream about the twins. I said, "what are you talking about?" She said about 30 years ago our ranch hand had a set of twin children who came over one evening to watch her cook dinner. My grandmother was cooking oil for french fries in a big vat when the one of the twins grabbed the handle and the grease fell off the stove on to the both of them. They died of their burns. My grandmother said they were buried on our ranch on a lovely hill under a tree. Which is the strange part because my cousin and I had found this lone tree by accident only the day before.
My name is: I'm a scientest who seems to always run into weird things I can't expain
From: - earthopper@aol.com (Please, no name)
How I found your page: I can't remeber, sorry.


Apr 27, 1997 - 18:13 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Once I slept at my grandma's aunt home, I felt so sure that her house wasn't haunted, 'cause I had always been afraid of it, when it was around 12:20, I was sleepy but afraid and my grandma told me not to be afraid of that house, so I listened to her and went to sleep. About one and a half hour later, I heard steps, and I thought "Hey, it must be one of my cousins or grandparents", so I tried to get back to sleep. Then I heard the steps getting nearer to me, and I closed my eyes, then the steps started to walk around me, because I was layed in the floor, so I thought "Yea, it's one of my cousins. When he crosses infront of me, I'll grab his leg, to make him fall down", so when I heard the steps infront of me, I stretched my arms to reach him, but I didn't reach him, so I turned on my hand light as soon as I could and checked out the room, and found no one in there and it was locked as I left it when I slept.
My name is: I'm Helen Diaz. I'm l3 years old. I live in Hermosillo, Sonora, Mexico.
From: - crece@naiki.com
How I found your page: I was checking out the ghosts pictures, because of my trauma.


Apr 28, 1997 - 19:52 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Visits From Mom I was fast asleep and alone the day my Mother died. Iwas in Saudi Arabia and she in Miami. It was very late in Arabia, 8 hours ahead of Miami. While I lay sleeping, or so I think, I had a visit from my mother. The room was dark, although, she appeared to be floating along side my bed, illuminated but not glowing bright, kind of just there. She spoke to me. "Michael", she said, "Don't worry, everything will be OK". She said my brother Ricky was with her and holding her hand. I knew at that moment she had passed away and I began to cry. She said not to cry, she was with her brother and sisters and that her father was also there waiting for her. She said "I love you" and I told her I loved her. Then she was gone or I awoke, I'm not sure. I remember lying there in the dark for awhile crying and wondering if it were a bad dream or not. I was sure it was not. That was when the phone rang; I knew then it was not a dream. Only bad news arrives at this time in the morning I thought. It was my wife. She was crying, and before she could manage to speak, I did. I said "you don't have to tell me, my mothers dead." My wife could hardly believe her ears. "How did you know, did your father call." "No" I said, "my mother did." I told her the story and we both cried. After the funeral, the family gathered for a meal at my Aunt's home. My sister was the first to mention a visit. As she started to tell her story, My Uncle Mike interupted. Most times we tend to ignore him because of his rude and often insensitive remarks. And I was about to do just that until I heard what he was saying. He said, in his off handed way, "I know, she said she was OK, the rest of her dead family was with her and she appeared to be floating all aglow". My sister gasped. "How did you know?" she asked. "Because the same thing happened to me when my mother died." Suddenly we all told the same story, of visits from mom.
My name is: I am a Flight Engineer instructor/evaluator with a major cargo airline. At the time of the visit I was a Flight Engineer for Saudi Arabian Airlines. I am 42 years old and a college graduate with honors.
From: - macaboveu@aol.com
How I found your page: AOL home page contest.


Apr 28, 1997 - 21:39 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I became involved with the Ouija board and my sister saw her, Adetha, run through the hallway late at night. She's a little girl, about 5 who wanted me to teach her how to learn. And my cat would always rub against her leg and follow her. And at some times, I believed she was in my cat. Adetha haunted us for many months. I would hardly sleep at night because I could feel the covers rise just a little off me when I'd get into bed. It was almost like she was crawling in bed with me. And my dad, who seldom laughs started laughing uncontrollably with tears bursting from his eyes when we tried the Ouija board with him one night. We had candles set out all around and the lights were off, he wouldn't tell us why! It was a very scary experience for us. And when we finally decided that was it for the Ouija board, because it seemed to be ruining our lives (I was extremely paranoid anywhere I went), we played it one more time. The indicator started moving very fast around the board when our fingers were touching it. We asked it why it hated us. And Adetha said, "Because you are living."
My name is: I'm involved in cheerleading and tennis, many clubs at my school including: Spanish Club, Spirit Club, Science Meetings, Associted Student Body and the Calyx (newspaper). I also have a webpage: http://members.aol.com/bluepeace/index.html My dream is to change people's hearts when I have the power to do so.
From: - Bluepeace@aol.com
How I found your page: Member Home Page Contest Winner


Apr 29, 1997 - 03:03 -

Ghostly experience or comment: http://www.angelfire.com/tx/nikkenpride/index.html http://homepage.usr.com/n/nikkenworks My first ghost experience included several encounters over years of time. A friend had bought a old church in Files Valley, TX. Folks used to say it was haunted and we used to laugh. Neither one of us believed at that time. Before he bought it as a home we went there and figured it was some bums living around there that made the stories or something. As time went on I would live with him from time to time and I saw ghost of every type, sometimes we heard them and saw the ghostly doors open. Sometimes, more than either of us care to think about, we would think someone has broken into the house, and start chasing these ghost as if they were real. I guess they were real, ghost that is. The time I saw some of them the clearest, was a couple, as a bride and groom. We got pretty used to them, and didn't really mind it much, except for that ocasional thought that some physical person has broken into the house. I tend to think these were more the type of ghost that the walls record like a magnetic tape or something and some how project from time to time. However I have seen other things like spook lights. But as time goes on I plan on putting more web sites up with specfic personal experiences of the strange, spooky, paranormal, mystical, enlighted, but folks don't count on it :-) CS
My name is: obe, nd, inner light, future dreams, meditator, mystic, healer, etc.
From: - CareyLane@aol.com
How I found your page: aol winner think I will put a link to it


Apr 30, 1997 - 15:37 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I visited the Myrtles (haunted Plantation in Louisiana, also mentioned in Archive 3, around Mar. 25) and heard a slightly different version of the story - The master of the house caught the cook eavesdropping on a conversation, and so cut off her ear. To get revenge, the slave decided to poison the master by using Oleander leaves in the baking of the birthday cake for one of his daughters. What the slave didn't know was that the master was out of town, and so his wife & eldest daughters were poisoned and died. The slave was executed. I also know there were some other "incidents" in the history of the house, including the still-unsolved murder of a former resident. I highly recommend their evening "Ghost Tour" through the house. I also have another story. I was working in a gift shop in New Orleans' French Quarter. The building that housed the gift shop is known to be haunted, although accounts of how it came to be haunted vary. The shop didn't open until evening at that time, but one morning the manager was letting someone in, when she noticed a number of books that had apparently fallen from the bookcase lying in the middle of the floor. It didn't strike her as odd, she just picked them up and put them back. Shortly thereafter, as she & the customer were talking, the same books flew off the shelf, landing in the middle of the floor. What makes this unusual, is that, rather than just falling from the shelves, they FLEW halfway across the room. In addition, the only thing behind the bookcase was a brick wall. Any force that could have caused the bookcase to throw the books across the room would have a)affected the wall as well, b) been noticable to the people in the room, and c) knocked the other books off the shelves. None of the other books were touched, nor was the wall, and neither person saw anything unusual. That evening, shortly after I had opened the shop, the manager brought in a parapsychologist. He noticed nothing particularly unusual, and took some pictures of the inside of the shop, showing where the books had landed in relation to the rest of the room. In one picture (taken with an instant camera), in the background was a map of Ireland. Evident in the picture, apparently superimposed over the image of the map, was the face of one of the gentlemen known to haunt the premises! Several of us saw the face in the picture and were present when the photo was taken & developed), and as a map of Ireland looks more like a plate of scrambled eggs than a human face, there's no way that it was merely a trick of the light. In addition, the face appeared in other photographs taken on other cameras. That is my story.
My name is: I am 23, and fascinated by ghosts & the paranormal, particularly those stories coming from New Orleans, Nebraska, and Virginia.
From: - FarDarrig@aol.com
How I found your page: Listing of ghost sites at http://www.god.co.uk/


Apr 30, 1997 - 20:45 -

Ghostly experience or comment: We have a ghost in our backyard , no lie . We've seen him a lot around . You can only see him through one window , a big window in our kicthen . People in our nieghborhood say someone fell off the roof when they were building our house and landed next to the window we can only see him in . He has brown hair and always has a bright orange vest on . We've never seen his face .
My name is: I'm 15 , I love ghosts and ufo's
From: - SunnyDee15
How I found your page: contest thing


Apr 30, 1997 - 20:57 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Okay , another time I was 10 and I was in my house in Texas . Now in my room you can't keep the door closed , it would always open no matter what around midnight every night . It would always open . I wanted to know why , so one day instead of watching from my room ( like I always did ) I watched from the hallway in the closet across the way from my door . It had vents so I could see , my mom thought I was crazy . So anyhoo , I stood there waiting and waiting , then I fell asleep . I woke up too a whisp of cool air and my back hurt ! I looked out the vents in the door and saw something . It was white and it was wearing a dress and it walked down the hallway exactly at midnight . The whisp was right next to my door and made my door open , when she got to the end of the hall , she disapeared into the wall .After that day it only happened one more time .
My name is: uh ... my names Rebecca
From: - no thank you
How I found your page: best homepage contest


May 2, 1997 - 22:03 -

Ghostly experience or comment: One night my sister was getting ready for bed, she was sitting in front of her dresser with a mirror on it, when all of a sudden she felt a tap on her sholder, she turn around thinking maybe my other sister was maybe behind he playing a joke, but there was no one there, when she turned back toward the dresser mirror she saw a white figure move behind her in the mirror. Her hair stood up then she quickly jumped up and dove into bed cover her head with the covers.
My name is: My name is Sheila Clark from Edmonton,Alberta,Canada.
From: - Poison4you@hotmail.com
How I found your page: I found it at yahoo


May 3, 1997 - 12:54 -

Ghostly experience or comment: One day while coming home from a soccer game, we decided to try a new route home. Soon we found ourselves lost on a winding country road. It was dark, so my husband was driving very slow. I turned to my right and screamed. There in front of me was a pale white light. As it emerged from the shadows I could see it was a ghost! I looked closer and saw it was a young female with long black hair and beautiful brown eyes. We slowed down, but the ghost continued walking. We sat and watched her for a minute and as my husband started the car again, I saw her turn around and wave.
My name is: I am 32, I enjoy hicking and playing tennis.
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How I found your page: I am very interested in ghosts!


May 5, 1997 - 02:00 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I have no idea what to believe. Recently, a friend was staying at our house. A long time before we lived there it was a boys reformatory. Nearby was a market orchard run by chinese migrants. In a photo taken by this lady is two boys. One is chinese and he is sitting on a tree smoking and the other boy is white and he is standing on the ground. The lady doesn't live near us but she got the photo developed and now she says that weird things such as doors slamming are happening in her house. She wont let the photo come back to our house as she believes that they will escape from the photo. I never thought anything or it but I go to boarding school, 600 km from whwere I live. Ever since I have been back I have heard whistling in my room and something has been lifting up my skirt and pulling on my shirt. I have absolutly no idea what it is or what to do. Anyones comments whould b3e very welcome.
My name is: I am 17 and live on a property near Broken Hill in New South Wales, Australia
From: - cazsmith@hotmail.com
How I found your page: yahoo search


May 6, 1997 - 03:44 -

Ghostly experience or comment: My father died January 2nd, 1993 after being a chronically ill invalid for the past 20 years. He'd had his first major stroke in 1971, which left him incapacitated, brain damaged, and he through the years he'd had countless strokes and TIAs. He also had Parkinson's, was legally blind,had only one kidney, an ileostomy, could barely walk, talk...you get the picture. My brother and his family lived with Daddy and took care of him in the last years of Daddy's life. They live in a small town in central California, and I live in NYC and wasn't able to be there for Dad, which I regret, but that's how life turns out sometimes. I called him as much as I could, however, and spoke to him on the phone maybe a couple of days before he died. The night before Daddy died (we'd all been on watch for several weeks and I didn't even have Christmas that year) I got out my Tarot cards for comfort, to check up on his spiritual condition, since I couldn't get information about this any other way...Daddy was by then paralyzed except for being able to move his right hand. So I laid out the spread and it all came together in an instant--that Daddy was tired of living and wanted to be left alone, to go in peace, that he was unhappy and in pain, unable to do what he wanted at that time. I knew this to be true, and the cards only confirmed what I knew, that he had lost his will to live. It was only a matter of time. The next night, late, I got a call from my brother and was told that Dad had died just minutes earlier, time for me to pack my bags and come home. So my boyfriend of 4 years, my daughter, and I flew out to Bakersfield from New York, and stayed at Daddy's house, which would now be my brother's house. Joe, my boyfriend, was put up in the sewing room, which happened to be the room where my Dad had so recently died. I was across the hall in another room with Shannon, my daughter, who at the time was 17, and we shared a double bed. The night before the memorial service (Dad had been cremated) Shannon and I went to bed as usual, and as we were exhausted from the long trip and all the events, we fell asleep fairly quickly and easily. Sometime after falling off to sleep I began dreaming of Daddy, that he was at my bedside, talking to me, giving me last-minute instructions about family business, and everytime he told me something, I'd say, "Yes, Daddy, okay, Dad..." In this dream he looked so healthy! Like he'd never been sick a day in his life! He told me he loved me and would always be there for me, but then he sort of began getting upset about not being able to die when he'd wanted--the family had kept him alive against his will and had resorted to tube-feeding him, which he hadn't wanted. And I felt guilty, and told Dad that I'm sorry, but I wasn't around and couldn't prevent them from doing this, I had no idea how bad it had been for him, etc. I was trying to calm him down, get him off it! He was actually kind of bawling me out there for a moment or two, but well--he was my dad and I just listened and said things I thought would settle him back down. But then I was awakened by a terrible shriek from my daughter, Shannon, which scared the bejesus out of me! She screamed, "MOM, MOM!!! THE BLANKETS ARE HOVERING OVER YOU!!! OH MY GOD, THEY'RE NOT EVEN TOUCHING YOUR BODY!!! And Shannon, whimpering, ran to turn on the light, was crying, upset. She told me I was talking to Grandpa, answering all sorts of questions, making promises about how I'd handle the estate, that I'd be sure to do this and that, and wouldn't do certain things. By then the blankets had deflated but Shannon went on and on about how high up they'd been...and it's true, in my dream, Daddy had been sort of pulling the covers up and back in order to speak to me up close--he'd been bending over me. By this time the whole household was in a ruckus over Shannon's hysterics, but then they went back to bed and I suggested to Shan that we go out and have some hot cocoa and maybe she'd sleep better. So she sat at the table and we were talking about Grandpa, and Shan wasn't aware of it, but Grandpa was standing in the hall, watching us! I could see him faintly, and smiled at him, and reassured Shannon (and him, indirectly) that everything's alright, that her grandfather loved her very much and would never hurt us, and was looking out for us...and Daddy stood there just watching until we finished out cocoa, turned out the lights, and went back to bed. We both fell asleep and I felt so comforted, knowing that I had had this visitation, that my Dad had told me things he had never been able to while he was alive, and that he loved me. I could see that he was very much alright and looked so healthy and strong, with no mental impediments...and was glad that he had finally passed from this world of pain...because for Daddy, hell had been right here on earth, and I know that at last he's happy and at peace.
My name is: I'm 42 years old, college grad, married, one daughter, and have an interest in psychic phenomena since I seem to be particularly sensitive to experiencing things of this nature. My daughter and I have always had a very strong psychic bond and when we're together, things happen!
From: - SierraSnow@msn.com
How I found your page: You were listed as a very good link at another website.


May 6, 1997 - 17:18 -

Ghostly experience or comment: The Ouiji Board... (This isn't a regular one) Well, I never actually believed in ghosts or spirits until this day. Me and My Cousin Kev decided to get a Ouiji board. After we got it we started to fool around with it. We then tried to contact my cousin's grandfather who was dead. The Ouiji board started to answer, but of course we kept saying "Stop moving it!" to each other. I finally asked "If your there give us a sign" then a bookshelf that was behind us, and had remained upright for a number of years fell over on top of us, a globe and a ceramic dog fell on my head. The bookshelf didn't fall because of any shaking for we asked others in the house if they had felt anything and the response was no, plus we were perfectly still. The incredible thing was that neither of us were hurt, and if that wasn't a sign....I don't know what is.
My name is: Well I live in Somerville MA, and I love Paranomal Activity, infact I plane on writing a paper on it.
From: - Buffa1@aol.com
How I found your page: From AOL Members choice stuff


May 6, 1997 - 21:29 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I might as well start from the beginning. Ever heard of "Bloody Mary"? She does not like to be called that. Her real name is Mary Worth. The story says that in the early 1900's, she had a baby. After a few weeks, she was going to finally take the baby home. On the way home, she got into a terrible car accident. The baby's body was found - dead, but Mary's was never found. They say that her soul was cast off into the mirrors. Every ten years, she chooses someone called a chosen child. What that child is supposed to do is say "Mary Worth" 10x fowards and backwards. Then, Mart will take that child's soul through the mirror and have the life with the child she never got to have. I believe I am that child for many reasons. All my paranormal experiences started in 1990, the start of a new decade, a new ten years. That is when my new life began. On Halloween of 1990 (I was in second grade), my friend asked me to do Bloody Mary with him in the bathroom. We did it and it was a sight I'll never forget. First, felt as if I was taken out of my body. I actually saw myself standing infront of the mirror as if my soul was looking down from the ceiling. Then I was sucked back into my body where a saw a horrid figure of a distorted woman with green hair, bulging eyes, and a bloody knife. Then it ended. After that, I've seen her in dreams, spoken to her through Oija boards and other experiences with her that I won't forget. To learn more, you can E-mail me at: HockyMan77@aol.com
My name is: 13 year old male. Loves to play hockey and anything that has to do with paranormal activity
From: - HockyMan77@aol.com
How I found your page: browsing


May 7, 1997 - 14:55 -

Ghostly experience or comment: One day I was with my sister Linda helping her move when we went to take a table into the garage when on the back of the car it said Hi Rayma and Linda. We were the only ones there at the house. A couple months later when Linda moved to Missouri she was in her room reading when she saw a shadowy figure in the doorway. She thought it was her husband but actuaaly it was her younger brother who died a few years before that. When she told him if he didn't leave she'd tell mom, he's never shown up since.
My name is: 39 year old woman, one child,
From: -
How I found your page: browsing


May 8, 1997 - 03:10 -

Ghostly experience or comment: My sister and brother-in-law had moved into a house by Perham, Minnesota about ten years ago. It was next to a church and across the road from a cemetary. Now I've always been one say how neat it would be to see a ghost, so I thought, "Wow! Maybe this place is haunted." Maybe it was the power of suggestion, but I still swear to this day that that house was haunted. It all started when I had to spend a week with them during the summer. They put me in a room right next to the stairs. It was painted blue and was smaller than my room ar home, but still something just did not feel right. I would NOT go to sleep in that room. I was ten at the time and my nephew was three. He would be up at around three in the morning playing in his room which is next to the stairs on the opposite side mine was. Not so scary,right? Well, he would be playing WITH someone. An imaginary friend? Maybe, but why did toys disappear only to be found in a cupboard that my nephew could not have possibly reached? Back to my room. I would never go to sleep in that room. I always felt like there was someone watching me. I felt that way when I used the bathroom next to my room. Their cat would not go in there and would purposely not walk by it. I didn't tell my sister about it then, but told her a couple of months later. To this day she still insists that she never saw anything. Who knows? Maybe it was the power of suggestion or maybe it really was haunted.
My name is: female, enjoy reading and playing AD&D
From: - weispfen@prairie.nodak.edu
How I found your page: surfed on in


May 8, 1997 - 12:58 -

Ghostly experience or comment: in 1968 i lived in franfurt germany. we brought back a framed ofity with a bubble of glass covering a fowered head-dress or wedding spray and words spelled in german..not thinking any more of it we put it up in my parents house in annandale, va. and thngs began to happen., everyone was hurt broken bones that could be linked up to bad luck and then the really weird stuff...candles burning windows in cars fallin into the door panels children falling down stairs and some really strange details...wwwhat we did surmise is the date on the puffed heart was 1913 and the framed thing was hidden in an abandoned building...weve even seen a face appear in the bubble of glass...it became so bab that i called our minister and he said to burn it imediately and weve not had too much trouble since then...the full names are on it and the marriage date and we would really love to fud out if these people were perhaps hiding during wwII or could they have been perpertrators of evil in death camps we really could feel the danger...if you are interested in helping me find the family history and solve the mystery i would love you forever...thanks ssusie
My name is: susie 47 married 2 kids in college live in old renovated farmhouse
From: - stupid eye @aol.com
How I found your page: just browsing and have always wanted to find out how all this came to be..i also called the holocaust museum in d.c. and they hung up on me after i told them the names on the frame.


May 10, 1997 - 13:04 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Well this isn't my experience but another persons, I used to live in Dickson city next to a house that was hounted, many a times there were paranormal expierncess Once a child was playing roll the ball with someone as when the mother came up the child was there, the ball was there as though the person who he was playing wasn't there the ball was rolling back and forth though.
My name is: Well I am 12 years old living in scranton PA.
From: - Beatle@mindless.com
How I found your page: on yahoo


May 10, 1997 - 17:57 -

Ghostly experience or comment: two years ago i was hanging around this guy who worked as a nurse. strange things started happening whenever he'd come over or i'd go over to his and his wife's place. one night i was over their house . we were all watching tv, i was sitting on this couch which was next to their front door of their duplex when suddenly the handle of the front door started turning, opening the door wide enough for someone to enter-but no one there. that guy looked outside to see who it was but there was definately nothing. i couldn't even escape this being from my own unit either. when i'd go to bed i could feel something get on the bed softly and feel it rub my back very creepy . i also remember just opening my eyes to find a dark haired boy ,looking down blankly at me.my uncle died also around when all this was happening. he had uncureable cancer and was in a hospital where you go to die.my mother always nagged me to go up and see him but i wanted to remember him as he was when in good health. it was a sunday and i had this incredible urge to see him in hospital. when i got there he was unconscious with his wife sitting next to him holding his hand. my mum said did you get the note from home and i said i hav'nt even been over your place..well in 20 minutes it was all over.the family stayed in the room with my uncle's body when i just stood there watching everthing that was going on,when suddenly i could feel someone touch my shoulder.i turned around and there was no-one there.it did happen again, so i told mum.mum said i was supposed to be there afterall, especially when i said i wouldn't go to the hospital.
My name is: i am a believer
From: - margaret@interlink.net.au
How I found your page: everbody's going surfin


May 11, 1997 - 17:58 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Me and My friend were at my house in my Living room. she was sleeping over. i remember my father, my mother and my brother go through the door to go upstairs. I had not seen my father come back downstairs or any of them come back down stairs. About 5 minutes later my friend said she could hear sumthing in the t.v room.(in order to get to the T.V room from upstairs u have to go by the room me and my friend were.)We got scared since we did not see my father go in.. so i went to the t.v room and sure enough there was my father sitting there watching t.v. It was very weird and me and my friend got a little spooked at the thought. We thought.. if we did not see him, how did he get from upstairs to the t.v. room? We were certain he had gone upstairs to. My dad is no ghost but how he went through without us seeing him got us a little scared.
My name is: I am a 13/f now.. this happened bout 2 yrs ago.
From: - Cags5@aol.com
How I found your page: from the Hall Of Fame


May 12, 1997 - 16:42 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Nearly every house I've ever lived in has provided more than a few curious incidents to discuss: cold spots, doors opening and closing by themselves, shapes, shadows, the sense of being watched, the feeling of not being alone, etc. All of these incidents have left me with a sense of menace and fear, there was nothing nice in these incidents, except once. It was the night before Thanksgiving, 1994. I was spending the night at my parent's home in order to help with early morning meal preparations. Though I ordinarily looked forward to the holiday, this year I faced it with some sadness. The previous July my grandmother passed away suddenly. She was everything to me and the only person I felt truly loved me. I had always enjoyed holidays because my Granny made them nice and fun and warm. This year, still grieving terribly, I didn't even want to celebrate at all. After a long evening of baking pies, my parents and sister went to bed. I decided to sleep on the couch in the family room rather than the guest room, which was always cold and always a litle disturbing. I also wanted to sleep out front so that I could wake my mother at 3:30 to put the turkey in to cook. My mom was notorious for oversleeping. I turned on the TV and lay down to watch a movie. I looked at the clock and noted the time at 2:30. I lay still, in the dark, watching the film. I began to feel a little spooked and turned on the hall light and lay back down. I was engrossed in the film, one of my favorites, and didn't notice the time. I felt myself begin to doze off and looked at the clock. It read 3:15, I thought I'd have time for a cat nap before waking my mom. The next thing I remember was waking up and watching a shadow move slowly down the hall. The clock said 3:30, so I assumed my mom had actually woken up on time. Something about the way the shape moved, though, caught my eye. It didn't seem right. I got frightened and turned my back away from the hall. Seconds later, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped up to my knees and turned around. Tere stood my Granny in her favorite red and white dress. She was smiling sweetly and said, "You have to go wake Mommy up, you're late putting the turkey in." I leaned forward to try to hug her, but she moved away and said, "You have to go wake Mommy or dinner won't be ready on time." I turned to look at the clock, 3:41, I turned back and she was gone. The memory of that is still so vivid. I know I wasn't dreaming because I heard the TV going, saw the cat walk by, heard the dog bark..it was real.
My name is: Female, married, 28 years old, graduate student
From: - donnaherrick@juno.com
How I found your page: Web search for Ghosts, found it on Yahoo.


May 12, 1997 - 17:20 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Well, my grandfather used to be a lorry driver, he drove all around Europe, especially to Italy, It was one night, he was driving down the small, cliff faced roads down Mont Blanc, because it was night time and he ran over his driving hours, he had to rest so he continued to drive down the mountain side untill he came acroos a small car park, a deerted car park on the edge of the mountain.He climed to his sleeping part of the rig and made him self a coffee, drawed back the curtains and tucked himself into bed, he then switched of the rig lights.it was a fairly windy night and just then, he heard a knocking on the rig door, this woke him up, he got out of bed quickly, after the knocking on the rig door, a mans voice said, "You can not stay here, you must leave now", the voice was in an English accent, he was not French, because he was tired, he thought the man was a warden, and so, he drew back his curtains, opened the rig door and, there was nobody in sight, he looked around his lorry, and across the dark car park, and nobody could be seen, he even used a torch and still, nobody could be seen.He knew this was odd and so he quickly climed back into the cabin and slowly pulled out of the car park and fastly continued down the mountain side, even though his driving hours were up.Next day, he joined up with other other English lorry drivers in a cafe, in a village in France, he asked around about that incident on the mountain car park , he later found out that the car park was known to all lorry drivers as dangerous and that an English lorry driver had capsided off the car park cliff edge 5 days before and was killed instantly!
My name is: please can you e-mail me,I am creating a home page and I want it to look proffesional, like this
From: - SnowdonBA@aol.com
How I found your page: On the hall of fame


May 12, 1997 - 22:42 -

Ghostly experience or comment: There is a spot in San Antonio that is haunted by two ghosts that I have personally met. The first, is Emily. She is about twelve years old and was killed approxiamtely one hundred years ago. I was wandering around the woods with my friend just talking away about nothing. Out of the blue, we felt a rush of cold air and happened to glance down into a small pool of water. There, the water was rippling about like someone was walking through it. Unfortunately there was no one there. The more we watched, the more the water rippled until something began to materialize in front of us. After a few seconds, the shape was that of a young, blonde-haired girl. She looked sad, yet seemed to be enjoying her splashing. As is normal, My friend and I were startled to see this phenomena happen, but it didn't take long before curiosity overcame us. We began to talk to this gril and it was then that we learned her story. She told us her name was Emily and she was twelve years old. One spring day, Emily came to these woods with her uncle to take a walk. He took her to the top of a cliff, raped her repeatedly, and then threw her down. She's been wandering around ever since. I didn't believe this until the park ranger told us about her experience with Emily sometime later. The second instance was later that same night. My friend and I were in another spot in the park when I began to shiver and cry uncontrollably. This lasted a few seconds, but after it was over, I knew what had happened. The man, who never gave his name, had walked through me and left a lasting imprint of what had happened to him. Apparently he was shot and killed in May of 1996 by a rival gang member. It was all over the news when it happened, but I tend not to watch because it depresses me. It wasn't until I told my friend what I had found out, that she told me of the news. That was the only time since that day five months ago that I have ever been there. I was so scared that I don't know if I'll ever return.
My name is: I've lived in Texas for 8 years and am a college student at SWTSU
From: - RKEYOLOG@aol.com
How I found your page: I was surfing occult links


May 15, 1997 - 14:27 -

Ghostly experience or comment: About five years ago my best friend and I were on our way back from seeing Les Miserables in Des Moines, Iowa. We were traveling up Highway 63 in a dodge Caravan. It was me, her, my mother, and two other friends of ours. One friend was asleep in the seat directly behind the driver. Another friend was talking with my mother (who was driving) from the passenger seat. My best friend and I were all the way in the back talking about non-sensical things. Suddenly I got a chill down my spine and I looked out the back window because I thought I saw something. What I saw astounded and frightened me. It was what I would call an apparition of solid black with burning red eyes. The moonlight or light from the taillights of the van did not reflect off of the "apparition". My best friend asked me what was wrong and I told her "I think I just saw a ghost". She kind of laughed at me and told me I was seeing things. Then the friend in the passenger seat turned around and said "oh, you mean that guy by the side of the road?" I've seen this "apparition" several times now, mostly really late at night when I'm driving alone, or with a few friends. Some of my friends have said that they have seen "it", also late at night driving. Every time I see "it", something terrible happens. The first time I saw "it", (in the van), my father got into a wreck when a car drove into his semi-trailer truck. I saw "it" once, and my best friend got into a really bad car wreck, she was in the hospital for weeks. I saw "it" another time and my uncle totaled his Camaro, he nearly died. I haven't seen "it" lately, and I hope I never see it again.
My name is: I'm in the U.S. Navy serving in Yokosuka, Japan
From: - WILDA@BLUE-RIDGE.NAVY.MIL
How I found your page: Yahoo Search Engine


May 15, 1997 - 21:56 -

Ghostly experience or comment: On a recent job assignment to Pattaya, Thailand, just south of Bangkok, my husband had an eerie experience. He was walking down a street late one night and thought he saw an elderly Thai man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the street. He spoke to the man, but received no reply. As he got closer, the figure began to fade away. Just as he was even with where the vision was, something (he thought it was an insect) flew into one of his eyes. It hurt so bad, he had to abandon his walk and go back home where he spent the rest of the evening washing out the eye. He never found anything in it. The next night, he attempted the walk again. He did not see the man but on the side of the road near where the man had been the night before, was a Thai Spirit House. My husband believes the man he saw was a spirit living in the house and felt he was too close to it, so he scared him away by throwing something in his eye. He also had an experience in a Pattaya hotel room, where the spirit living in his room did not like newpapers lying on the bed and would push them off in the night. I, too, have had my own experiences but not quite as eerie. My mother, who died in 1968, speaks my name often to warn me about danger (i.e. when my horse almost crushed me against a stall wall; when a large wave was about to swallow me from behind, etc.) Thanks for letting me share. Miki Girskis
My name is: Married mother of 2 boys (12 & 14), free-lance writer (currently working on an article about Rottweilers in Search and Rescue. A recent California transplant to Ohio. Lover of all animals and believer in spirits.
From: - girskis@AOL.com
How I found your page: "hot topics"


May 16, 1997 - 12:15 -

Ghostly experience or comment: My name is Richard keets i had a very ghostly experience and i would like to share it with you here is my story. one night i could not get to sleep for a long time but eventually i dozed off like i would normally do then before i knew it i was awake again and it was half past three in the morning the whole house was absolutly quiet and pitch black then all of a sudden i heard a big bang come from downstairs in the kitchen and it could not of been any sort of animal because i have not got any so i went to check if a burglar was in the house or something you can tell how scared i was being the only person in the house when i got to the kitchen all the pots, pans, cuttlerry and everything was on the floor i turned around quickly and right beside me was a figure, a black figure about 6 foot tall wearing a suit and he had a hood over his head with his head down and he was waving at me i was so scared by this time i ran and jumped over the kitchen table and fractured my foot.if any one out there has had a story like this please email me thanks.
My name is: I come from bognor regis which is in the south of england
From: - 106751.1315@compuserve.com
How I found your page: I logged on to yahoo and typed in ghosts and there you were!


May 17, 1997 - 18:04 -

Ghostly experience or comment: About 2 years ago this summer, my two younger brothers and i were sitting in our downstairs room ( we live in a ranch style home, so this room is more like a basement) and we were home alone because my mother had work. Anyway, we were trying to solve a computer game when we heard heavy footsteps upstairs in the hallway. The three of us just looked at each other, obviously wondering who it was, and thought that maybe it was our grandmother coming to check on us, but she always knocks on the door, and we had the doors locked in the house. So, carefully, we all creeped upstairs to look around the house and after a half hour of searching, we found nothing. About a week afterwards, my mother had a dream that she saw the ghost of my dead grandfather standing at the foot of her bed and when she woke up, she still saw it. She was really scared the next morning and so me and my brothers told her about the footsteps and she got a little freaked out. Then, just about two months ago, i was at work ( i work at a car wash) and i was walking past the line of customers for the cash register when an older man, who looked EXACTLY like my dead grandfather looked at me and said "hello, Jennifer". I just said 'hi' and kept walking, thinking that it was probably just someone who maybe looked like him but when i turned around and looked back to see exactly who it was, he wasn't there. This all happened within a matter of maybe 10 seconds. My whole family says they can sometimes feel the presence of my grandfather with them at certain times. It's creepy.
My name is: I'm now 16 years old, soon to be 17, and i have always been interested in all sorts of paranormal
From: - jennrogue@hotmail.com
How I found your page: i used Yahoo to search for 'ghosts' and i clicked on this page


May 17, 1997 - 20:57 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I'm 11 and here's my TRUE ghost story. When I was a baby,my crib was in the living room.Dad was at work and mom was in the kitchen with her friend. It was about 11 o'clock and I was sound asleep.As Mom and her friend were talking,mom was hearing a baby cry. Since I was in the next room,mom came to check on me. She looked at me and saw that I was asleep.So mom returned to the kitchen and just forgot about the crying.then a few minutes later mom's friend heared the crying,too.But since mom had just checked on me,she didn't say anything.About five minutes later mom heard the crying again.Mom asked her friend if she heard the crying too. Mom and her friend went to check on me again. Still asleep.Mom later found out about a man and his baby girl losing their lives in a car accident or dieing in the house of an unknown cause.No one knows. After about three years,mom went down stairs at about midnight.Everybody was asleep in the house,except for mom...AND some ghostly spirit.Mom was pouring a glass of juice,when she heard footsteps coming from the third floor down.She was getting really scared and fed up with all these ghosts.So she got really mad but stayed calm.Mom told the ghost that her and her family were staying in the house and there was nothing the ghost could do about it.So my family stayed in the house and the ghost hasn't bothered my parents.But I have heard the ghost.When I was ten,I was lieing in my bed about to go to sleep,when I heard the T.V. on.I was on the third floor and the T.V. was on the second.Mom and dad were asleep in the next room and their tv wasn't on.It sounded like the local news.There was also light from the tv when I heard the "news". Was it my imagination or a real ghost?? What do you think??
My name is: Heather
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How I found your page: surfin' the net


May 17, 1997 - 23:00 -

Ghostly experience or comment: ok, this is a very weird thing that has been going on in my house for about a year now. I live in indianapolis in an old house built in the 1900's or around then. During May of 1996 i went to bed and has this weird dream. It started out with me hang gliding over this carnival outside of this large, futuristic Metropolis (i had been on a virtual glider's metropolis at the downtown mall). Suddenly i was moved to my fathers studio which is built out of a garage. The phone in the studio rang and there was thid girl on the phone talking to me and saying something about releasing her, so i went out into the daylight of my spacious back yard and there was this girl standing behind the fence of the back of the yard (behind it is an apartment complex). She was about my age with blonde hair and a happy, pretty face. I cant recall the era of her clothing though. I picked up this old ladder we have and put it over the fence and she climbed over. It woke up and i felt as if it actually happened. I thought nothing really of it (i have strange dreams all of the time). The next night i had no dreams that i could recall but i woke up feeling that i had another experience, so i was freaking out at school the next day and went the whole week wanting another dream cause i thought it was kind of cool. The next weekend (saturday night, which they almost all occur on) i saw her again. This time she was laying in the grass in my neighbors yard, and then i was in this library (like in a school or something) and she sat down at a table with me and said something about looking for her mother. I woke up then and it was then i knew something was going on. The next dream i had was kinda realistic. It was that me and my friends were in my yard playing in the late evening and these people came and set up all this equipment up by that fence where i first saw her (that area is a little overgrown). The people were apparently ghost chaser or whatever and then through one of their speakers i heard the girls voice and i woke up. The next dream was sorta silly. I was in this train that could travel through time with Benny Hill (only he wasn't like his real self) and he wanted to try to find out where this girl was from so he took me on the train and we went to the past ans found nothing and then in the future (perhaps the same time as the hangliding over the fair dream) and there was the girl and boy (although i have trouble recalling the girl) and the boy showed Benny Hill his ant collection, which crawled all over him and then that annoying music from the end of his show began to play as he ran all over the place teying to get the things off. Those are the main dreams i had at first then they mellowed for about 6 months and then returned. The returning dream was the girl in a white dress sitting in my friends house with us and these 2 real girls of whom i didnt know. The girl was looking at this music box when all of the sudden this guy in a green trench coat came out of a portal and pulled her in. And the weird thing was that i didn't have another dream for months and when i did all it was was this crowded station and the girl appeared out of nowhere and my sister said "look! She's back!". Several more months passed and then about 2 weeks ago i had a dream where i saw her on a beach. I was half awake so i was more aware. She kissed me and then i woke up. A few nights later i had a dream that i was on that beach again and i called for her and she appeared but then i woke up. Thats all up until now and i am writing this on a saturday night, which is her favorite night of appearence. The girl has grown to me, almost as if she's a part of me or inside me. Sometimes i think i can fell her emotions, i think i know her favorite music (dvorak's AMERICAN suite). SO maybe i am crazy. I know i saw all this, or maybe ive had one of the most unique experiences anyone can ever have. my name is Nate Cancilla, but please do not use my name
My name is: i am 14 and was 13 when this thing all started.
From: - canc@iquest.net
How I found your page: through a YAHOO! search hoping to find some answers


May 18, 1997 - 17:32 -

Ghostly experience or comment: We purchased out first home in 1981. Upon moving in after my husband and I got married the experiences started. I would wake up in the middle of the night and hear children's voices or see the rocking chair in our room rocking with no one in it. These experiences went on for several months off and on. I had done some investigating on my own and learned that at one time there was a family of 8 children living here. The person I got my information could not remember if any of the children and met an early demise. One evening I had just arrived home from a meeting and had put the kettle on for tea and my husband and a friend had arrived home from a meeting also. Everyone was sitting in the livingroom while I was preparing a light snack. My guest had a clear view from the livingroom into the hallway and asked me if I was babysitting this evening. I walked into the livingroom and told my guest that I was not babysitting but when I looked at my guest I could clearly see that he had seen something. He was very reluctant to tell me what he had seen but upon questioning further he told me he had seen a child standing in the hallway. I finally had proof that I was not going mad but that our house was indeed haunted. This apparition was wearing pyjamas and looked like he was jesturing to someone from the hallway. From that day forward I was not afraid because I felt this presence was not threatening. A few years later we moved from this house. When we moved into our new house the clock I had hanging in that hallway would not work properly again. The pendulum stood idle. A clock repair person said there was no reason that it should not work. I think my child ghost was unhappy that we had moved and needed to express it somehow.
My name is: I am a 35 year old, Registered Nurse
From: - debbie.johnston@sympatico.ca
How I found your page: searched for ghosts


May 18, 1997 - 19:18 -

Ghostly experience or comment: My father passed away last October 12th. In the past few months I have had some strange experiences around my house. My appliances like to turn and off by themselves, a string of x-mas lights that were unplugged turned on by themselves. Lights flicker on and off as well as icey pathches of air that exist throughout the house. My mom has smelled the scent of roses (the only flower my Dad knew) while I have had smelled the scent of something rotting as well as burning. On night my fiance' was entering our home when a burst of fridgid air flew right through him and went towards the front door of our home. I beleive that this is all related to my Dad somehow. He loved ghosts and the paranormal.
My name is: I'm 26, live in Baltimore, MD and work for a local newspaper.
From: - di@shadowscene.org
How I found your page: I found your page on a list of gothic links.


May 19, 1997 - 06:17 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I had always wanted to see a ghost, ever since I was a kid. A couple of years ago, I got my chance. I wish I hadn't. In early August of 1995, I was walking with my then-girlfriend Deshan to this all-night coffeeshop that a friend of mine had just opened. This was at roughy 1:00 or 1:30 AM. This happened here in Spokane, Washington. We were headed down Garland Ave, and we hit the intersection of Garland and Cedar. Garland is fairly busy. At this hour though, there was no traffic. There's a street lamp on the corner, and it went out as soon as we walked under it. We kept going, and we were struck by this rush of cold air. A very large pocket of it, that shot between us with enough force to almost knock us off balance. We couldn't see anything, but we could definitely feel it. It stopped right behind us, and just sort of stayed there. For some reason, I had two very distinct feelings, one was that this thing wasn't human and never had been. The second, was that it was very hostile, angry, and hateful. Judging by the size of the cold spot, it was obviously very large, at least 4 feet in width and 8 to 9 feet tall in height. I was very frightened of this thing, as was Deshan. Feeling this thing spread behind us, we made a run for it. Almost compulsively. I don't remember deciding to run, I just did. Later, Deshan told me that the same thing had happened to her. Anyway, we stopped running at the end of the block and looked back. We both saw a pale grey cloud-like form sitting there. We took the same route a few nights later, and as soon as we walked under the street lamp, it went out. But, this time we didn't wait around to see what would happen next. We took a different route after that. If you decide to post this story, please put my e-mail addy with it. I've been trying for two years to find out what this thing was, and no one's ever heard of anything like it. I'd like some feedback. Thanks.
My name is: I'm 23, I'm a writer (but, the above story is *not* fiction). al
From: - Ryan1939@webtv.net
How I found your page: I was looking over some links, and I thought I'd check this page out. I like it.


May 19, 1997 - 10:24 -

Ghostly experience or comment: There is a house near mine in Newtown, CT that dates back to the Revolutionary War (one of many here), and has long been reputed to be haunted by the ghost of a former owner, who was harassed to death by his neighbors, I think, back in the 1700's, for being a Tory or spy, or something similar. Anyhow, the ghost is supposedly friendly, just somewhat mischievous. It's said that people who walk their dogs by the house on the sidewalk sometimes have their dogs start barking at the vicinity of the house, and otherwise getting agitated, for no apparent reason. I've always thought this was an interesting phenomenon, but hadn't tried it out yet. Anyhow, my sister and I were out driving around one day, she with her small dog in her lap, and approaching the house, I remarked how it was supposedly haunted, etc., and the thing about the dogs. Well, as we passed the house, her dog, which up to this point had been quiet as can be, got up, jumped in my lap, and started barking his head off out my window at the house. He didn't settle back down until we had passed the house. My sister and I just looked at each other and kind of laughed, like, "what's HIS problem?" It was definitely strange, but kind of funny.
My name is: Not much to tell. Just an ordinary joe.
From: - taunton2@aol.com
How I found your page: On one of the "ghosts" links. Very good page, by the way.


May 19, 1997 - 19:42 -

Ghostly experience or comment: I was home alone and I was downstairs watching TV. I have two pets and they were both beside me. My brother was down the street at a friend's house. Both of my parents were at work. While I was watching TV I heard something upstairs in the hall. I heard someone or something running around in the hall then run into my room. My room was right above our rec room(which the TV was in) so something was running into my room and then back out into the hall. I quickly called my brother and he came home to check the house, but nothing was there. Not a trece of anything. My brother left and the noise started again. I got really freaked. I called my friend and she said I could come over, so she came to pick me up. She came in for a second and she heard it too! We both ran out of the house screaming. Ever since then I beleived in ghosts.
My name is: I'm 13 and I am nice and friendly.
From: - www.butchd@cris.com
How I found your page: I had to do a report


May 20, 1997 - 14:40 -

Ghostly experience or comment: This is an addition to a story you already have about Woodson Lateral in Little Rock, Arkansas. As a teenager, I spent many nights on Woodson Lateral. As stated in an earlier story, the road is very long and sections are much scarier than others. Many of the old "haunts" are now housing districts. At one point, there was a place where you could stop in the middle of the road and wait for "the light." To this day, no one knows what the light was or from where it came. All I know is that after many nights, I only saw the light one time. As we sat in the car telling ghost stories, a light suddenly appeared about 1/2 mile from the car. As we sat fascinated, the light darted into the trees. There wasn't any way that the light could have been from a flashlight, headlights, etc. because instead of passing across the trees it passed behind the trees at an incredible speed. The light passed us on the left through the trees, then crossed the road to the trees on the other side. When it was about two blocks from the back of the car, it moved out to the middle of the road and passed over the top of the car at an incredible rate of speed. Once it was back to where it originally came from, it split into two green lights then merged back into the original light. To this day, I have never seen the light again. Another story took place about 6 months after the light incident. Myself and three friends were out driving around on Christmas Eve. We decided to take Ricky out to Woodson Lateral because he had only heard the stories, but had never been. As we drove towards the cemetary, we told him a made up story about driving to the cemetary, but when you tried to leave the car would die and you would be stuck there til morning. We had him going really good and we were about a mile from the cemetary. As we drove, we noticed a fire to the right of us. In this particular spot, trees lined the road, but a huge open field was just behind them. We really didn't think much of the fire, but we began to get scared as we saw something small and white hanging over the center of the road from a branch. As we got closer we saw what it was - someone had hung a white kitten by the neck. We stopped in the middle of the road and turned around. As we got closer to the fire, we noticed that there was another further out in the field. We pulled the car at and angle in the road and turned our lights on bright to see what was going on. As we were pointing to the distant (what had now become) fires, the tall grass almost blocked our view of the fire that was directly in front of us. As we sat there, something about the tall grass didn't look right. Suddenly, the grass began to move - it wasn't grass at all, but people in black hoods and robes. That's all it took for us and we were gone. I have had many other spooky things happen while on Woodson Lateral and so have my friends. I will write more as I remember them.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: search for ghosts


May 20, 1997 - 20:04 -

Ghostly experience or comment: In the town of Las Vegas there is aplace of infamy. In it's heydayit was the last legal brothel in the county, a night spot where politicians and gangsters met neath the guise of darkness and satified their baser needs. A girl who worked there as a prostitute who was a orphan overheard a bribe one night between two very powerful men on opposite sides of the law. She was discovered and killed by the gangster in her room. The politician said he saw the bartender leaving her room to the madame; who told the police once everyone had gone. As the confused bartender was led out the gate in hand cuffs by the police he panicked and ran and was shot and killed also. Every year at approx. 2:00 A.M. in June if you enter the bar-room you will see the bartender behind the bar polishing the glass's. Down the hall and up the stairs in the girls quarters the poor murdered orphan girl stands in her doorway looking puzzled as if she's waiting for her next appointment.
My name is: nah
From: - MECD47@aol.com
How I found your page: on the web home page contest area


May 21, 1997 - 12:28 -

Ghostly experience or comment: A Ghost Cat Tale I moved to San Francisco in 1992 into a large flat in the mission district . Soon, the flat felt like mine as I settled in & added a three kitty cats to keep me company. Friends started noticing that I had 4 cats. I thought they were confused. Then my cats began playing wild games in the night, running & chasing each other loud enough to wake me. Much to my suprise, all three of them were asleep on my bed. No other tennants in the building had pets. There are no squirrels in our neighborhood to play on the roof. I began paying closer attention to my animals' behavior. I "see" this spirit cat out of the corner of my eye on a daily basis now. I checked with the landlord who told me that there had been a death in the flat. An old woman died and laid undiscovered for several weeks. She had one cat, and its fate is unknown. The poor kitty must've been trapped with its dead owner under dire circumstances as the food & water ran out. I feel that her cat is now my 4th ghost cat. Fortunately, the litter box only recognizes three.
My name is: My name is Sally. I'm recently employed by the SF city government, but previously worked with AIDS patients for my 1st 4 years in SF.
From: - CrazyCat23@aol.com
How I found your page: Linked to it from AOL welcome page under "build web site in 60 seconds"


May 21, 1997 - 13:10 -

Ghostly experience or comment: It was the year of 1986. I had finally found my birth-mother and was visiting her at her home in Arizona. She insisted that I sleep in her room and she would take the couch in the living room. It was in Dec and I had brought gifts to her, one of which was a pink fur robe, all wrapped. About 5:00 am in the morning I was awaken by a person. I thought at first it was my new brothers playing tricks on me. They kept telling me to get up. I kept saying no with my eyes closed. Then I felt this hard hit, on my back, like a point of a stick the blunt end, poking me hard. This was the limit and I turned over and opened my eyes. There towering over me was this man, a man I never knew. He was dressed in my mothers new pink robe that still lay under the tree in it wrapping. He said again, "get up!" My inner thoughts quickly took over and I knew he was a ghost, who he was I didn't care to know. I told him, "No, I'm tired it was a long ride out here. Go away." He tried one more time to wake me and make me get up, screaming at me. I politely told him one more time to leave me be. He left. Later that morning when I got up. I walked into the kitchen where my mother was. "Mom who is that guy," I asked. She turning and said, " that is your brothers father, my late husband. He comes and bothers us every now and then. He is a mean man." I told her yes he was mean but I told him to leave. Her eyes got real big and she said no one ever tells him what to do. Well I did, and he has only come back twice since 1986 to bother them, and then I talked with him again. He has never showed since. LilWeaver @ aol.com
My name is: A friend on Aol found the page and sent me a link to you. She knows I like ghost stories.
From: - I have had paranormal gifts to see and sense, since I was 9 years old. I see death of ones I know before they die. This first started with the death of my adopted mother when I was 9. I know things before others and have a keen sense of danger.
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May 21, 1997 - 16:40 -

Ghostly experience or comment: This happened in Piura Per, me and a friend of the university went to a house in a place called Casitas 6 hours away from Mancora. The ones who lived in that town tolled us that many people tried once to sleep there but they were frightened by strange happenings. Many Chamanes (people who use natural medicine for healing or that push ghosts away) had tried to push those souls away but they have never succeed. While we were sleeping the guitar began making noise we heard footsteps all over the room, we were really scared, that was the first time I had that kind of experience.
My name is: my name is Luciana Pagano I¥m 16 years old
From: - wkjp@amauta.rcp.net.pe
How I found your page: I wanted to know if there was something about ghosts in the Internet and I¥ve found it


May 22, 1997 - 17:12 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Well, I doubt anyone will believe this, but it happened to me when I was 11 years old. (I am 20 now.) I was visiting my grandparents in Romance, Arkansas for the summer. I had been there for about 3 weeks when I decided to go to Romance Falls, which was only a short drive from their house. My grandfather took me while my grandmother stayed home. It was about 5 pm, and when we arrived, both my grandfather and I noticed that there was this little girl standing at the top of the falls looking down at us. It was pretty disturbing, and we didn't know what she was doing. My grandfather thought that maybe she was trying to commit suicide and decided to drive to a nearby payphone to call the police. He never made it. As I watched him get into his truck, the girl from atop the falls shot a huge ball of fire at us, hitting the truck and blowing up my grandfather. He died instantly. That pissed me off. I pulled out my double- edged sword of omens and lept to the top of the falls and cut the bitch in two. She fell into the water below and just melted. Man, that was weird. Gotta go get stoked up again... Pipe is calling. Peace. Uday K.
My name is: I'm originally from Bahrain.
From: - udk@arkansas.net
How I found your page: The gods told me.


May 24, 1997 - 00:48 -

Ghostly experience or comment: About a year ago we(Katie and Larissa) were having a sleepover at Larissa's house. We discovered a strange message on the answering machine. After listening carefully to a fake Ukranian accent we could make out only some words. Such as "If you want to go to him then...", and "Call me". We are extremely interested in ghosts and other paranormal things. We decided to investigate futher. We used Larissa's ougi board to ask who the strange message was from. We got a message Queen MS4. We decided to look up Queen MS4 on the computer, and found Queen Mary Stuart the 4th. We read the article about her and learned that this queen had been a queen of Scottland. Near the end of the article it said that she went phsyco, killed many people, and is also known as BLOODY MARY. We decided to do bloody mary in the bethroom mirror later on in the night. When we did it together nothing happened, but when we each went in one at a time we saw a reflection of Her in the mirror. I, Katie went in around 2:15am and every morning at 2:13am I wake up looking at my bedroom mirror. Larissa wakes up looking at the mirror, also. For more info. e-mail either Katie or Larissa.
My name is: We both love ghost stuff.
From: - Tee13750@aol-Katie or Larissa Bo@aol-Larissa
How I found your page: Personal Publisher


May 24, 1997 - 22:31 -

Ghostly experience or comment: My grandfather died about 2 years ago and a year ago while my step-grandmother was cleaning up her house the phone rang. When she answeres it no one answered back so she thought it was just a prank but it kept happenin so she called the operator and the operator said the calls where coming from inside the house and to get out. When my step-grandmother heard this she locked all the doors and got out and called the police from the nieghbors house. As soon as the police arrived they searched the house and found no one. We all belive it was my Grandfather's spirit.
My name is: i am 13 and i am a cheerleader-gymnast I LOVE HANSON!!!!
From: - Buffy1059@aol.com
How I found your page: in the personal publisher hall of fame


May 25, 1997 - 00:52 -

Ghostly experience or comment: One night while I was wde awake in bed I heard a crash and i looked up and saw nothing but that was not the end.Tommorow morning I was getting dressed when I saw a thing in front of me blocking the door,it looked old and the skin was crimpled and it said"You will not leave"I yelled for my mum but no one replied so I got a pillow of my bed and ran after what I believed to be a ghost. It dissapeared but I could still hear its dry laugh in the atmosphere.The next day i told my mum the story and she agreed to call a phycic,the phycic made spells and talked to the ghost in her mind after that we never saw the ghost again.
My name is: Im 10 and I get freaked out I never thought ghosts were real till now!
From: - eccles@magna.com.au
How I found your page: I just wanted to see my story on the web so I came here


May 25, 1997 - 21:04 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Shadow in the hall When I was very young , probably around 4, my family and I moved into a very old house in a small town ( I will leave the out the name ). It always seemed that no matter if you where home alone, you really weren't. Their were several very odd occurances that happened in the time that we lived their. But this one is the oddest. Our house had a very long hall in it at the end of the hall their was the master bedroom , my parent always left the door open and their bed faced so that they looked down the hall. One night as my mom lay asleep she felt a precense come toward her face, she was paralyzed no matter how she tried she could not talk the precense came closer almost as if she could feel the breath on her face and then it just growled horribly. She felt as if something had ahold of her shoulders just squeezing them with incredible strength then just as unexpectadely as it came it left. My mom sat up right away and seen a dark shadow slowly float up the hall and disappear.
My name is: I believe in ghosts
From: - Shepherd@cut.net.com
How I found your page: just surfing


May 27, 1997 - 12:59 -

Ghostly experience or comment: The Saratoga Lights have often been a topic of dicussion for residents of Texas, especially those of Southeast Texas. On almost any given night you can to a small town near Beaumonst called Sour Lake and witness the most covered up presence of supernatural forms. On a small, winding road that leads back to the swamps of Sour Lake, can be found the Saratoga Lights. The Lights are simply floating "clouds" of greenish light that wonders down the street. Many explain this as simply swamp gas that forms dense clouds and floats near the water. But, these lights will not come within 15-20 feet of you. They are like a passing car that you see the headlights and then they vanish, and when you turn around a few seconds later they appear the same distance behind you that they were in front of you. Swamp gas? I think not!
My name is: I lived in Beaumont, TX for a few years and we would go out to the the "lights" often to try to explain them.
From: - Phrito1@aol.com
How I found your page: in the "hall of fame" of the member homepage contest.


May 28, 1997 - 14:18 -

Ghostly experience or comment: The following event occurred in 1986, at the sesquicentennial celebration of the construction of the Carroll County, Maryland court house. This building has long had a reputation for minor unexplained occurances, and the chief speaker at the celebration (Judge E. O. Weant, Jr., of the Maryland Court of Special Appeals(now retired))dedicated a large portion of his talk to the resident 'ghost'. I was fortunate to have a seat in the main courtroom, where I was able to hear the speaker's comments live. The vast majority of those in attendance were watching via closed-circuit TV from the entrance hall downstairs, and they were not so lucky. At the exact instant that the speaker began his ghost stories, the closed circuit TV signal dissolved into static. The picture suddenly returned at the instant that his remarks on the ghost were completed. This interruption was also evident on several VCR tapes of the event (I have no idea if the cameras which produced these tapes were on the same video feed as the TV monitors; common sense indicates that they may have been). This event was witnessed by several hundred people, including at leasr three sitting judges and a former state representative.
My name is: 29 years old, employed as a computer tech support professional. Hobbies include illustration, hiking ans astronomy
From: - jstoner@diehlgraphsoft.com
How I found your page: Linked here from parascope home page


May 29, 1997 - 14:46 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Here in Loudoun County, VA we have many Civil War sites. We were a County divided back then woith 2 Quaker communities in this County. There is civil war cemetary called Balls Bluff, where on any given night you can see spectral lights and hear the screaming of the men as they died. There have been tales of peoples cars that are in perfect working order before they go down there, not starting or not going into drive after being at the cemetary. Once I heard the tale of a man on horseback offering a ride to a boy who walked the trail and gotten lost. When the boy tried to thank the man he looked around and the man was gone. With no trace. Anynight of the week you can down there and see all of these things and more. And by the way, don't the shadows running across the field scare you.
My name is: I am 25 years old and I have lived in Loudoun County all my life.
From: - curtis_lisa@PRC.com
How I found your page: Through Rochard Senates page.


May 29, 1997 - 23:37 -

Ghostly experience or comment: One night me and two other friends were cruising down this road called Wilsie road in Washington state, all along the road there were nothing but bear hops once in awhile you can see farm houses, as we were going along my crazy freind stopped and picked up a hitchhiker I was in the back seat and before I could say anything it was to late. She asked this person if he knew where there was a party at and he said just keep driving until I tell you when to turn, it seemed like forever but what happened next would forever be in our minds. For some stange reason he wouldnt look at any of us, like you coundnt see anything anyways it was so dark down that road. He told her to make a right turn on this dirt road, the weeds were so tall at the sides of the car and then he told her to cut the lights off and stop, he said he would be right out he had to grab a few things,so we waited for a long time until for some odd reason we all fell asleep. I had the back window rolled down and something touched me on my face so I sat up and looked around and I couldnt see anything I woke my freinds up and I jumped up in the front seat and told her to get the hell out of there when she turned on the car lights we could see that the house was all boarded up and nobody was living there, then all of a sudden we heard a loud pounding noise on top of my car and also scratching noises it was so loud we thought the roof of the car was going to cave in. When she finally got to the pavement road she flored the gas peddle and we kept hearing them noises plus what ever it was was knocking on all the windows around us but we couldnt see anyone or anything I thought we were going to die becouse my freind that was driving was in shock and I dont think she realized how fasted she was going, when I looked at the speedometer she was going 110 m.p.h my car could go up to 120 m.p.h. we finally seen a car up a head and she started to slow down and she kept flashing her lights until these people finally stopped when they did we all jumped out of the car and was screaming to the couple to look on top of the car to see what was there they probably thought we were on drugs or something but we wasnt even drunk or anything. the guy finally said to us that there wasnt anything on the car and that he would drive my car into the nearest town which was about five miles and his sister would drive his car so we all jumped in his car we wouldnt get into my car until we got to the nearest town. When we finally pulled up to a filling station the guy got out of my car and asked what was in the trunk of the car and we said there was nothing so he said something was pounding on my trunk so he opened it and coundnt find anything so when he closed the trunk he looked on top of the car and there was scratch marks all the way across my roof the paint job was completely off so anyway we thanked him and went on are way but we stayed into town where there was lights. we met up with another freind and told him what had happened and the next day he told us to show him the place were we were at we were scared to but since it was daylight we did and he told us that the place had been abandoned for 10 years or more because a family was murdered in the house and also a man was found a week earlier stabbed to death on that same road. we never did find the guy my freind picked up that night who knows maybe it was that guy who was found on that road or it was one of the people that was killed in that house what ever it was made me and my freinds beleive that theres something out there thats not human. I dont have the car anymore it brought back to many bab memories.
My name is: just a nice ladie who had a bad experiance with the after life.
From: - angele1@rapidnet.com
How I found your page: looking up hauntings on my computer.


Jun 1, 1997 - 14:21 -

Ghostly experience or comment: - - - When i was in elementary school i lived in a house my family had built on a large hill overlooking the town. one day i woke up to get ready to go to school and went into the kitchen for no aparent reason. i walked in and peared around the corner of the cabnet beside the door i saw a figure standing between the step of the entrence to the family room. the girl had a purple flowing dress and strait brown long hair. i couldent make out her face it was white as the cloweds and i ran out of the room as fast as i could. i wasnt afraid just scared. later i went to a tarot reading and a card came up and she told me i had a gardian, then she looked at me and said i would know if i did i think this girl was my gardian. i befour the tarot incident told my mom and aunt and they told me she was probbly my gaurdian i kinda got the feeling she had always been waching over me when i saw her, she was sorta just a part of me and i wasnt scared because i knew this.i was scared of the strange site but not the being.(i wouldent walk around the house for a month after.) i never saw the girl again after that. i think it senced my fear of it but i will never forget it. i was the only one to exreriance things like this in the house. i also used to hear footsteps in the night running down th hall outside my room -which would not de possible; the hall is to short in distence to run so fast. there was something in the hose, a feeling to it i cant explain in detail, not crepy, but peacefull maybe she had died or been buried on the hill. now a boy my same age lives in the hous, but im the only one i know that has these feelings aboul the house.
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Jun 1, 1997 - 15:06 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Well, my brother lived in this apartment on the first floor of a 3 storie house. Underneath his house there was a basement with a dirt floor, nobody liked to go down there. Above him was a group of girls who were friends with his roommates. There were just your average happenings when ghosts were invloved, things like bottle caps floating across the room, or things where no one left them. But, there was one particular event when my brother was coming home from work one night. He was at the door getting ready to go in, and paramedics arrived saying they recieved a 911 distress call from that address. They questioned the roommates, and the girls upstairs, no one had placed the call. After all this happened, they unplugged all the phones in the house and the power light on the cordless phone remained lit. Then, all at once every phone in the entire house rang at the same time. My brother and his roommates learned that there was a boy named Fred lived there and died at the age of 12.
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Jun 1, 1997 - 20:27 -

Ghostly experience or comment: When my mother was little she swore up and down that their was a ghost passing through their basement. One night the three girls were in bed along with their parents The girls woke up becausethey heard something playing pool. They could never figure out what our who it was, because her father even went downstairs to see what it was.But nothing.
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Jun 2, 1997 - 21:56 -

Ghostly experience or comment: Well, the human mind can obviously play horrible tricks on the conscious mind... and I sincerely hope that my experience was a simple trick. When I was 12 years old, I went for a visit to "Devil's half acre" in Virginia. (My father travels a lot, meetings etc..) A party was set up for an evening on the property of one of the indviduals who happened to be in the meeting (He owns a house on Devils half acre) The evening progressed nicely... the food was very good and the discussion was quite lively. After a while of listening to medical doctors chat about implants (being a child of 12) The novelty of the discussion began to wear off. Taking with me my little Minolta camera, I set off in the vain hope of capturing a -ghost- on film.... I certaintly got what I bargained for... About 75 yards away from the central house (and the party) a small house lies in the crook of several large trees.. and brambles.. standard forest setting... heavy leaf covering... As it was about 8:45 PM, all of the crickets and other night critters were making the usual racket... As I stumbled along, about 48% of the way to the small building.. I noticed a distinct tone down, almost a damper on all sounds present. I stopped... what a mistake... Not only did the sounds damper, they stopped completely.. I was a bit on the suprised side to say the least. Then, I got an irrepressible sense of forboding, of.... maybe pure undiluted menace, I can't quite describe it.. I wish that I had the temerity to stand stock still in one place, but the events over the next 2 minutes sent me flying. Coming out of the forest, I heard a steady plodding... of something coming in my general direction. This plodding sound was quite steady I recall, without the standard breaks in it... like someone stops occaisionally to get their bearings. It came closer... and so did the sense of menace and pure nauseating terror on my part. Not waiting to find out what the heck it was, I followed my gut instinct and "high" tailed it out of their. I arrived back at the party about 12 minutes later.. more than slightly scared. I don't know at all what was in the forest, be it my own imagination.. or else... But.. sheesh, the hairs are still rising on the back of my neck as I type this in.... I am GLAD that I did NOT meet whatever that it was... Personally I am skeptical and I tend to believe that the mind plays fantastic tricks... but this one perhaps is the most elaborate of all that I have experienced.. ;() If you go to Devils half acre.... Do yourself a favor... unless your extremely headstrong... stay close to the lights... it seems like a few ghoulies reside in the area... Thank you for letting me post my story
My name is: I am 16 years old... and I am about to start my Senior year in high school
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