Feb 1, 1997 - 11:11 -
Comments about the web site: Just wanted to thank everyone for
the stories that have been flooding my email box over the past month. You
make the site fun for all.
My name is:
From: - DWWaldron@aol.com
How I found your page:
Feb 1, 1997 - 11:35 -
Comments about the web site: Does my stepfather haunt my sister's
home? In 1992, my mother and stepfather (72 years old at the time and in
robust health) built a 2nd floor addition to the home of my sister. Shortly
thereafter, he became ill with lung cancer, debilitating both physically
and mentally until he died on Labor Day 1993, in the living room. Shortly
thereafter, and to this day, my sister (who lives on the first floor) reports
of hearing occassional footsteps walking through the apartment & the sound
of someone banging on doors. Twice she actually called the police fearing
that someone had broken in. She felt like a fool when they discovered nothing.
(this makes perfect sense because -for some reason- my mother keeps the
door to her bedroom locked when she's not there. My mother, who still lives
in the apartment (alone) does not report to hearing or seeing anything (but
then, she may be talking herself out of it because it is, after all, a scarey
thing to be living with -even if the ghost is your spouse of 30 years).
My name is: male dob 10/25/53. very curious about the supernatural,
and persons who have the gift of prophesy.
From: - italicsmyn@aol.com
How I found your page: wicked good.
Feb 1, 1997 - 13:21 -
Comments about the web site:
My name is: I am a 30-something woman living in Freeport, maine
From: -
How I found your page: AOL's daily homepage winners
Feb 1, 1997 - 15:08 -
Comments about the web site: Cathy and Joe's Ghost One night in
the year 1976, my mother Catherine and my father Joe were sleeping silently
in their West Philadelphia rowhome. It was mid-July and without the money
to afford air-conditioning the compact rowhome was exceptionally hot and
uncomfortable. In a deep sleep, Catherine, a laboratory technician at the
time, felt something cool touch her cheek as she slept. When she opened
her eyes to see what it was, she saw a cloudy formation above her and could
make out a face in the apparition. My mother began to scream and the formation
floated quickly out of the room and the door slammed shut with an ear-cracking
boom. Take note that the door to their bedroom was uneasy to shut due to
the thick rug underneath it. My father Joe, hearing the scream of his wife
and the slamming of the door, jumped up and looked at my mother. He asked
her what happened and she told him. Then she asked him to go check on the
kids who were asleep in the bedroom down the hall. As he stepped out into
the hallway, the extreme cold took him by surprise. It was so cold in that
hallway that my father could see his breath. I would consider this to be
quite odd due to the fact that it took place in a sweltering rowhome in
July. Seeing that the children were OK he went back to the bedroom. Two
days later my mother asked an elderly neighbor about the former residents
of the house. My mother was shocked to learn of a couple in their mid 60's
who lived their in the 1940's. When the wife died suddenly of heart failure,
the husband felt he could no longer go on. He eventually hung himself in
the basement. Chilling. Note: my mother is an ultra-conservative who still
is skeptical about ghosts and she is not the type to fabricate a story like
this. Signed: Catherine Junior
My name is: Im a 23 year old communications major at Millersville
University.
From: - HauntdAngl@aol.com
How I found your page: Hall of Fame Best Webpages
Feb 3, 1997 - 03:53 -
Comments about the web site: Got a friend of mine who's daughter
had a very young boy who died of the "death sleep". There's no
explanation about those suddent deaths. The mother of the child was still
living at my friend's house and she told me that sometimes, she still hears
her baby cry. As the years passed, the family got "used" to it.
Later, I forgot about this whole story, went to me friend's house and right
after dinner, heard the baby cried by myself...
My name is: Computer Technician, Internet Specialist
From: - mgirard@micro-intel.com
How I found your page: Link Exchange
Feb 4, 1997 - 04:24 -
Comments about the web site: When my dad moved into his new house,
I knew right from the bat that something was not right, that something was
very odd about the house, and I had a bad feeling about it you see, for
some reason, I attract supernatural things... You may call me crazy, but
ask any of my buddies, when ever they go to the mountains, nothing.. they
go with me, and we all see odd things, may it be something odd in the sky,
or haunting red eyes running towards us and dissapearing right as they are
about to strike. Well, anyways, I was in the house one night, and I had
the oddest feeling, just like the one I get when ever something creepy happens,
all the sudden, the lights turned on in the kitchen upstairs. So I went
to go see who it was. I got about a quarter of the way up the stairs, and
the lights went off. I went to my dads room, and he and his wife were fast
asleep and my girlfriend and I were the only other ones in the house. Well
just as I sat down again the lights turned on again.. this time I made it
half of the way up the stairs and they turned off again, so once again,
I went and checked and they were asleep. By now I was tripping bad, and
so was my girlfriend. Alas, just as I sat down, it happened again, and I
didnt even bother checking. So anyways.. here are other things that have
happened in that house.. music from the 20's being played, yet where was
it coming from?? furniture moving by itself, and footstep coming down the
hard wood steps, even though noone was on them. I always thought that it
was the ghost of an old lady, and sure enough, we found out later that the
old lady who had lived in that house for years had died in that house. The
weird part is is that she would come and go.. sometimes she would not make
an appearance for months on end... last time I felt her presence was two
Christmas' ago. I said outloud.. dad, shes back, then her presence was gone,
never to return!
My name is: check out http://members.aol.com/bulldoze95/index.html
From: - bulldoze95@aol.com
How I found your page: Homepage contest
Feb 4, 1997 - 16:35 -
Comments about the web site: I truely believe in ghosts and spirits.
Several years ago i was visited by my grandfather Stephen Alexander Batrin.
I believe he was trying to say goodbye or something. I was on the phone
late one night with a friend and had hung up with her about 12:30 am. The
phone rang as i pulled up the covers over my head, i quickly jumped up out
of bed so my parents wouldn't hear the phone ring. To my surprise the person
or thing on the other end wasn't any friend of mine. i herad a voice calling
me by name and he said " Diandra, this is your grandpa" i thought
it was my living grandfather (Brenstuhl). It wasn't. He said " Its
your Grandpa Batrin, i want to take you away. i hung up the phone quickly
because i thought it was a joke. It made me cry a nd i woke my parents up
to tell them about the phone call. They said that i was dreaming and to
go back to bed. I did go back to bed and fell asleep. I was sleeping and
i could feel a tapping on my right shoulder. I though that it would be one
of my parents checking up on me. It wasn't I swear to this day that I saw
my grandpa holding out it hand to me asking me to come with him and he wanted
to take me away. i screamed out of fear and put the covers over my head
and my mom came in. I told her who i had seen and i really don;t know if
she believes me or not but i know what i saw. I could feel his presence
in my room.
My name is: My name is Diandra and im 18 years old
From: - DBatrin@aol.com
How I found your page: just browsing around and stumbled upon it.
Very interesting
Feb 5, 1997 - 06:56 -
Comments about the web site: My wife and I had just purchased
our first house. At the time we were living in a small rural community in
North Carolina. The house was brand new, almost. The man who had originally
had it built lost his job and defaulted on it before it was finished. So
it sat empty for about a year before we happened upon it. While initially
inspecting the property we got into the crawl space under the house. On
one of the beams supporting the floor we found my wifes first name scrawled
with a pencil. We thought that was quite curious and even a selling point
of the house because we both believe in supernatural things. Like I said,
we ended up buying the house and living there for almost four years. One
evening we were relaxing in the living room, watching television when a
bright light appeared near the ceiling in front of us. It was like a door
opening quickly to a room that was brightly lit. Within an instant it vanished.
We looked at each other and said "What was it ?". There was no
sense of being or emotion. We just passed it off as one of those things.
About a year after that I was sitting by myself reading when I got the urge
to look out the door overlooking the back deck. As I watched a "cloud"
approached the house at window level and just before hitting the house it
took an abrupt upward motion and went over it. Within 2 seconds of the first
one a second appeardd and did the same thing. My impression was that it
was children playing, chasing one another about. The last incident that
happened at the house was one evening my wife was home alone, asleep in
bed. She awoke to hear a womans and a small childs voice. It was very vague.
She felt as if someone was sitting on her chest. For five minutes she tried
to get out of bed but couldn't. Eventually the pressure stopped and she
got up to look around the house but of course noone was there. The other
interesting aspect to this house was where it was what I found in the yard.
I found many fragments of petrified burned wood and arrow heads of many
shapes and sizes. One especially beatiful arrowhead was made out of a white
opaque quartz. The area we found out had been populated by the Cherokee
tribe and my great, great, great grandmother was a full bloody Cherokee
woman.
My name is: currently living in Memphis, Tn., 42 years old
From: - boldaslove@msn.com
How I found your page: browsing the internet
Feb 6, 1997 - 19:02 -
Comments about the web site: One day my sister was laying in bed,
and she couldn't go to sleep,So she just lay there. She started to get out
of bed when she heard a crash behind her and rolled over. There was a hole
in the wall and she remembers thinking"what did Juli do now?".
Then she rolled over to get out of bed and there was a man standing ther,
my grandpa! He said to her, can we chat now. She blinked and he was gone.The
thing was he died 1year and11 months before!
My name is: I love ghost stories and like writing
From: - JulieW7449
How I found your page: i looked under previous winners in the contest
Feb 10, 1997 - 03:05 -
Comments about the web site: Hi, My name is Barry Conrad & I live
in L.A. Just a note to let you know that I have almost completed a 90 min.
documentary to be released for both television and home video titled "An
Unknown Encounter". This is the story using actual footage of a most
terrifying haunting which I investigated in San Pedro, Calif. back in 1989.
The video will show what happens when one of our researchers was "hung"
in the attic of the house we were researching. We have both photos and videotape
of unexplained phenomena.
My name is: I am a professional videographer living in Studio City,
Calif.
From: - barcon@bbs-la.com
How I found your page: I was perusing various paranormal sites on
the web.
Feb 13, 1997 - 12:46 -
Comments about the web site: Does anyone know anything about a
spirit who takes shoes out of a closet and lines them up on the floor one
in front of the other (that is, not side-by-side)? It happens once every
few months. We know it's not a family member because it has happened when
I'm alone in the house.
My name is: I'm too scared.
From: - I don't have one.
How I found your page: looked up "ghosts"
Feb 15, 1997 - 22:06 -
Comments about the web site: This event happened back in 1988
when I was stationed in Fort Clayton, Panama. The way I remember it, it
happened i n March of that year on the last day of the annual fair. I remember
getting on the bus at around 12:30 or 1:00 a.m. with a friend as we headed
home from a day at the fair; we got on the bus and started chatting with
the bus driver, an amicable older asian fellow. Well, the bus route goes
all over post; as the bus goes in past the main gate it goes past the center
of the base, where the recreation center and library are at and then it
goes into the barracks and next it goes into the first housing area and
then heads to Bldg. 519, a small clinic/hospital and finally it goes through
the second housing area and back down to the main gate and out. Well, the
reason I'm telling you this is because we got on the bus just before it
entered the barracks and sat there and talked to the bus driver; next, as
the bus drove through the barracks, it approached a bus stop, so the bus
driver stopped and this lanky(about 6'1")fellow got on the bus, and
boy, he looked very, very sick. He was so darn pale and was wearing really
old fatigues, to tell you the truth I had never seen this type of army fatigues
until I saw a book on old army uniforms; this guy's uniform looked just
like the ones used during the 40s - 70s). He got on the bus and asked the
driver to let him know when we arrived at Bldg 519; next, he went and sat
all the way in the back; my friend and I approached him and ask him if he
was ok, he didn't answer; he just sat there, hunched over, as if he were
sleeping, so we left him alone. Finally, we got to Bldg. 519 and went the
bus driver called for the guy there was no answer; we all looked back, and
there was no one in the bus but us three. The windows were all up, and the
emergency door was locked from the inside. There was no way that this guy
could have jumped out. We just sat there and wondered about what had just
happened, and we did not know what to think of it. Next an MP(military police)
stopped next to the bus wondering why we were not moving, and we told him
everything. The only thing that he told us was that Bldg. 519 used to be
a hospital for U.S. servicemen who had been wounded in combat during the
40s and 50s. At the end, the four of us just wondered whether the whole
thing had been a prank played on us by some soldiers, or a real ghost apparition
of a sick soldier trying to get to the clinic.
My name is: I am a graduate student in psychology at the Univ. of
Colorado.
From: - deadames@mail.uccs.edu
How I found your page: I was surfing the web when I stumbled into
your page(by the way it is an excellent page). Also, do not ad my e-mail
address to the text if you decide to include this story to your site; I
get a lot of mail from people who have seen my address and want to sell
me something or other; I would really appreciate this. Thanks, and have
a good day.
Feb 16, 1997 - 01:54 -
Comments about the web site: I was on a school bus. I had just
been to the most boring basketball game of my life. I was bored out of my
mind. Anyway, I was sitting on the bus, staring out the window. I could
have swore that I saw my dead brother standing in the middle of a field.
My brother has been dead for 29 years. He died when he was 6 from muscular
scirosis. I was not alive and wasn't born for 13 years. I had only seen
pictures of Greg, and I thought I was going insane. I knew I was tired,
but I didn't know how tired I was. I just want to say, It was freaky. And
I didn't like it. The only ghost I want to see Is KURT COBAIN. I hope you
heard that Kurt.
My name is: Ummm....alive....Nirvana freak....
From: - bwesley@kih.net
How I found your page: www.beyondweird.com...found from boredom
Feb 16, 1997 - 14:36 -
Comments about the web site: Hi, my name is hilary and what i
am about to say is true. When i was 5 years old, i lived in a house with
my parents that was haunted. At night we heard things crashing about in
the other side of the houuse. At night i was a restless sleeper and one
night i fell out of my bed. My mom heard me fall, and walked in the room.
She saw a glow aronund me, she told me they were protecting me. Well eventually
we had to move and the spirits were certainly not happy. They turned violent.The
week before we left at night things were breaking and slamming around. After
we had moved into the new house they followed us. It was spring break and
i think i was 7. My grandfather always told my dad that he was lying, so
when we went on vacation we asked him to watch the houuse and feed the cats.
It was early one morning he walked in the house and all the cabinet doors
flew open and the teperature dropped extremely and all the drawers flew
open with utensils flying all around him. We returned from our trip and
he told us what happened and of course we believed him. So we had a spiritual
advisor or someone like that come and open bibles and tell them to leave.
All was peaceful for the time after. Then my dad found an old map of the
city we lived in. The map showed that a cemetery was where our old house
was. Hmmm...
My name is: i am 15. anything else you would like to know, please
write and ask me
From: - Nitmare6@aol.com
How I found your page: I looked under the hall of fame and yourr
page souunded most interesting.
Feb 16, 1997 - 14:36 -
Comments about the web site: Hi, my name is hilary and what i
am about to say is true. When i was 5 years old, i lived in a house with
my parents that was haunted. At night we heard things crashing about in
the other side of the houuse. At night i was a restless sleeper and one
night i fell out of my bed. My mom heard me fall, and walked in the room.
She saw a glow aronund me, she told me they were protecting me. Well eventually
we had to move and the spirits were certainly not happy. They turned violent.The
week before we left at night things were breaking and slamming around. After
we had moved into the new house they followed us. It was spring break and
i think i was 7. My grandfather always told my dad that he was lying, so
when we went on vacation we asked him to watch the houuse and feed the cats.
It was early one morning he walked in the house and all the cabinet doors
flew open and the teperature dropped extremely and all the drawers flew
open with utensils flying all around him. We returned from our trip and
he told us what happened and of course we believed him. So we had a spiritual
advisor or someone like that come and open bibles and tell them to leave.
All was peaceful for the time after. Then my dad found an old map of the
city we lived in. The map showed that a cemetery was where our old house
was. Hmmm...
My name is: i am 15. anything else you would like to know, please
write and ask me
From: - Nitmare6@aol.com
How I found your page: I looked under the hall of fame and yourr
page souunded most interesting.
Feb 17, 1997 - 23:22 -
Comments about the web site: In St Augustine Florida there is
a doll collector there named Willie Watkins her collection existest of many
Old dolls she also has a very strange doll it talks (Its not suppose to
so that ) Ive been there and see it for myself
My name is: I live in Lancaster PA Im 24 married ;a seamstress
From: - kh666@aol.com
How I found your page: a AOL area
Feb 18, 1997 - 21:35 -
Comments about the web site: I live in a house that was built
in the early 1700's near Valley Forge, PA. We have tunnels under the house
from the underground railroad during the Civil War. There are 5 ghosts which
live in my house. a little boy, a little girl, mother and father and an
old man. The first time I saw them was about 4 years ago when I first moved
in. I woke one night to see the little boy and girl between my bed and the
night stand. They seemed to be fascinated by the LED in my clock radio.
You could see them but see through them to the LED of the radio. They lasted
about 20 seconds then faded away. I asked my landlord about them and she
saw them before too. A few weeks later, i saw the mother and father in my
hallway. They were dressed in 1700's clothing. A friend was staying over
one night and woke up to see a woman looking at her. I asked her to describe
her and it was the same woman who i saw. My landlord had a party and showed
me a picture of the house taken in the 1700's. The road out front was a
dirt road and there were people standing all around the yard. She pointed
out a lady & man and they were the same people I saw. I kept looking at
the picture and I saw the little boy & girl peeking out a third floor window.
I showed my landlord them and she said she never saw them in the picture
before but they were the kids she saw also. Other thing happened like feeling
someone sit at the foot of my bed but no one is there or people speaking
but no one else in the place. I could write all night about this but there
is too much to talk about. If anyone has any similar experiences, e mail
me. Joe
My name is: single, male 32 professional
From: - jiguana@aol.com
How I found your page: web page contest winners on aol
Feb 19, 1997 - 14:31 -
Comments about the web site: The Dog When I was nine I had this
dog I loved so much. Then during winter he died and I was so upset. Then
when I was 16 I got a knew dog that was the same as the last one I had.
One night I got up to go to the bathroom and I shut my bed room door behind
me so my dog wouldn't get out and I went to the bathroom when I got out
my dog was sitting in front of the bathroom door and I didn't think of anything
but I said "Go to bed" and the dog turned around and left. Then
when I got to my bedroom my dog was in my room.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page:
Feb 20, 1997 - 07:46 -
Comments about the web site: You might want to look into The Willow
Hotel in Jamestown CA. It has burnt three times....been possesed by stuff
flying around...I have seen a gohst in there....don't care to describe my
experience but a minute amount of research and you can find the stories.
very interesting... each time it burnt down, it was under mysterious circumstances....do
a little research...the local paper is The Union Democrat out of Sonora
CA.
My name is: I am a college student at Cal Poly SLO, was raised in
the foothills near Sonora CA (near Yosemite National Park's North Enterance)
From: - Killerjoe1@AOL.com
How I found your page: Members Choice Arcives
Feb 22, 1997 - 23:47 -
Comments about the web site: When my husband, Mike, and I first
moved into our San Francisco apartment, we sensed something present in the
apartment with us. Our cats sensed it, too, but did not have the same reaction
you read about concerning hauntings and animals. They weren't frightened
of this apparition -- they played with it! We would see our older cat, Ivory,
leap suddenly into the air when, a moment before, she had been sitting quietly
washing her paws, and then she would crouch and spring at some invisible
"prey" only she could see. The other cats joined in this "play"
as well, but Ivory seemed to get most of a kick out of it. Sometimes this
"invisible playmate" got rough. We'd see the cats leap into the
air and then cry out in pain as though they'd been bitten or scratched by
another cat. We never did find wounds on our cats' bodies, though, so it
didn't seem to be a dangerous past time for them. About two weeks after
we moved into this apartment and first noticed our cats' behavior, we began
to smell candles burning. Mostly we smelled a scent of jasmine and sometimes
a very strong scent of gardenia which seemed to be a perfume and not related
to the candle- burning odor. It was so nice we didn't feel any reason to
be upset about it. We accepted our "ghosts" -- the cat ghost and
the ghost I sensed was an old woman who enjoyed burning candles and whose
essence filled our apartment with lovely perfumes. I think it was our acceptance
of these ghosts which helped them to move on. They both disappeared about
two years ago. We rather miss them. I know our cats do! Ivory since has
died of mammary cancer. Every now and then I "feel" her presence.
A cat will jump up on the bed, which is not an unusual occurrance in our
house. However, when I look to see who is about to pounce on me, there will
be no cat there! The other cats often get their tails bitten and get pounced
on. Since our initial ghost cat went on some time ago, I can only assume
that this new ghost cat is Ivory hanging about to make sure we behave ourselves.
It comforts us. Finally, we have always heard odd sounds in our apartment
building. Mike and I thought these sounds came from unusually noisy neighbors.
We'd hear people tramping up and down the stairs at all hours, the sounds
of an argument and sometimes a downright physical battle would come to us
from all directions, seemingly, and we blamed our then downstairs neighbors
for the disturbances. We even complained about these neighbors to the landlord.
Of course the neighbors denied these allegations and blamed US for making
the sounds. When those neighbors moved out and the sounds kept happening,
we decided to check on these noises ourselves. We'd hear the tramping of
feet on the stairs and quickly run out onto the stairs to see who it was.
Nobody would ever be there! We would hear noises of the same argument happening
and leave our apartment to try to track the sound. The sounds came from
no apartment in particular -- but from everywhere at once. These phenomena
are still taking place and we ignore them now. I wish I could help these
people move on just as we helped the old lady and her ghostly cat, but we
haven't the information to do that. There doesn't seem to be a source for
this latter haunting, so it's difficult to start. Ghosts are nothing to
be frightened of. Our delightful ghost and her phantom cat and our more
disturbing ghostly sounds haven't done anything to us but add mystery and
delight to our lives. We DO wish our ghostly arguers would choose more appropriate
times for their noisy battles, but all in all, no harm done. Rita Dawn and
Mike Miller
My name is: Mike and I are writers, psychics and we love a good ghost
tale.
From: - ritamike@slip.net
How I found your page: Looking for ghost stories. We would love to
write a book about San Francisco hauntings. Want to help?
Feb 23, 1997 - 07:40 -
Comments about the web site: IT WAS BETWEEN 2AM AND 3AM ON A SATURDAY
MORNING ME AND A FEW MATES HAD SNUCK OUT TO HAVE A LITTLE FUN SO WE WENT
TO OUR SCHOOL TO STUFF AROUND A LITTLE WE WERE THERE FOR AWHILE AND THEN
WE WENT AND SAT OUT THE FRONT OF OUR PRINCIPLES OFFICE.WE WERE ALL GETTING
A LITTLE PARANOID AND KEPT HEARING THINGS THEN ME AND A MATE HEARD THE MOST
UNUSUAL NOISE I HAD EVER HEARD.THERE WAS ABOUT SIX OF US THERE BUT ONLY
TWO OF US HEARD IT.I DONT KNOW BECAUSE IT WAS SO LOUD, WE BOTH COULDNT UNDERSTAND
WHAT THE VOICE WAS SAYING IT WAS TOO BLURY AND FAST.IT SOUNDED JUST LIKE
A HUMANS VOICE.WE ALL STRAIGHT AWAY SHAT OUR SELVES AND RAN TO THE OVAL
THAT IS ACROSS FROM THE OFFICE, MY MATE WHO WAS THE ONLY OTHER PERSON TO
HEAR THE NOISE APART FROM ME SAID "WHAT THE **** WAS THAT NOISE!"
THEN SOMEONE SAID IT WAS PROBABLY A GHOST.WE ALL REPLIED "YEAH RIGHT"
THEN I REMEMBERED THAT A GIRL IN 1996 DIED WHILE IN CLASS OF AN ASTHMA ATTACK.I
TOLD EVERONE AND THEY ALL REMEMBERED THAT, THAT WAS TRUE AND THEN WE ALL
SHAT AND MY MATE SAID IM GOING HOME, I SURE AINT GOING BACK OVER THERE.(HE
TURNED AND POINTED TOWARDS THE OFFICE)AND THEN SUDDENLY I SAW HIS JAW DROP
AND I LOOKED OVER TO WHERE WE HAD COME FROM AND I SAW WHAT LOOKED TO BE
A GIRL WITH LONG BROWNISH HAIR WEARING A DARK BLUE JUMPER AND FADED BLUE
JEANS.ISAID "OH ****" AND RAN FOR MY LIFE, EVERYONE FOLLOWED AND
THEN WE STOPPED ABOUT HALF WAY ACROSS THE OVAL THEN WE STOPPED AND LOOKED
BACK AND WE COULD ONLY SEE AN OUTLINE OF A FIGURE WHICHED LOOKED TO BE COMING
OUR WAY. WEALL RAN UNTIL A FAIR DISTANCE FROM THE SCHOOL,WE ALL WENT OUR
SEPERATE WAYS EXCEPT ME AND MY MATE WHO ALSO HEARD THE NOISE,WE WENT TO
HIS HOUSE AND I STAYED THERE THE NIGHT. UNTIL NOW MY FRIENDS ARE ALL PUZZLED
BUT I FEEL THAT WHAT I SAW THAT NIGHT WAS AN EXTRORDINARY SIGHTING.
My name is: im sixteen turning seventeen and have always believed
in ghosts my uncles and aunties are mediums and have had many experienceswith
my mum and dad.
From: - regnjen@network.net.au
How I found your page: looked up ghosts and eventually got to your
page
Feb 23, 1997 - 15:43 -
Comments about the web site: I reenact the revolutionary war and
was camped out at Yorktown VA. when I met four couples who had visited a
civil war battlefield. They came apon a civ war soldier and thought he was
a part of the parks dept. They noticed a strange smell of rotting flesh
and the soldier seemed to float in mid air. They decided to close in on
the soldier but it always maintained a certain distance from them. They
decided to encircle it but when they got close the apparition dissolved.
Many more to come.
My name is: Engineer who has been interested in ghosts since I was
a child.
From: - jmwoods@erols.com
How I found your page: ufo free
Feb 24, 1997 - 15:17 -
Comments about the web site: when i was in grade 8, i went to
a halloween party at a friends house. we were just young so we wanted to
play "spin the bottle" my friend, who was having the party, said
no, but didn't tell me why. finally i convinced him and we went in the bathroom
so he could tell me without everyone else over hearing. suddenly the shower
went on but no water came out of the tap and the shower curtains began to
open. i tried to open the door so we could get out, but the door was locked
and i couldn't open it. i actually broke down the door in order to get out.
later on that night i found out that my friend's four year old neice had
died in the house and sometimes liked to come out and play.
My name is: i'm a female who is 17yrs old and didn't believe in ghosts
until this night!!! now i believe in everything.
From: - unknown
How I found your page: i was just surfing the different info. about
ghosts and i decided to check you out!!!
Feb 24, 1997 - 20:18 -
Comments about the web site: My mother and father told me that
when my father was young he slept in the room where his uncle had apparently
died two days earlier. One night while my father was sleeping he hearde
his uncle say that he loved him. My father then screamed and his parents
came. Since then, many of my reletaves have hearde many creaks and footsteps
on the floorbed.
My name is: I live in Toronto, Ontario Canada and I am in grade nine.
From: -
How I found your page: from Yahoo!
Feb 25, 1997 - 11:09 -
Comments about the web site: This story happened at my daughter's
house in Fullerton, CA. When she enters her young children's room she sees
something out of the corner of her eye but when she turns her head in that
direction, nothing is there. Well, her baby , who is one year old now, wakes
up he screams hysterically and is always looking in the direction of the
toy box. That is where my daughter sees her thing too. One morning, her
31/2 year old daughter came out of the room and said, " they said give
me your ba ba." My daughter asked her who "they" were and
she said the kids in the room. My daughter told her she must have been dreaming
but Libby said no, she was awake. Torie, her mother, asked her what they
looked like and Libby said they were like Walker( a 2yr. old they know).
Torie asked her where they were and she said, in the corner by the toy box.
My name is: I'm married and the mother of six and grandmother of
ten soon to be 11. I'm interested in the unusual and in alternative medicine.
From: - moondreamer@lnknet.com
How I found your page: From Art Bell's links
Feb 25, 1997 - 17:44 -
Comments about the web site: ALL I CAN SAY IS I HAVE SEEN THINGS
THAT DEFY ANY CURRENT SCIENTIFIC EXPLANATION AND YES, I BELEIVE!!! ALSO
I AM VERY INTERESTED IN STUDYING PARANORMAL ACTIVITY, BUT AM UNAWARE OF
ANY ORGANIZATIONS IN THE SOUTHWEST THAT DEAL WITH THIS FIELD OF INTEREST.
I HAVE NO INTERNET ACCESS AND AM USING A LIBRARY TERMINAL. COULD YOU PLEASE
WRITE ME AT HOME- D.M.HOLLOWAY,. P.O. BOX 2062, CHINO VALLEY, ARIZONA 86323.
THANK YOU!!
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page:
Feb 26, 1997 - 10:10 -
Comments about the web site: While in the library at school (college)
I was siting in a secluded area reading when I felt like someone had snuck
up behind me and was watching me. I have trained in Akido for many years
so I don't usually fear people sneaking up on me. I turned and saw no one.
I got up and walked down the adjoining hall towards a drinking fountain
and saw a large black man standing there. The eerie thing was that he was
looking at me from the moment I turned the corner. I walked towards the
fountain but he came towards me. He did not walk he floated or 'slid' towards
me diagonally to block my access to the fountain. I stepped back and said,
'who are you' he opened his mouth and said 'forgiveness for sons of sons.'
He spoke but his mouth did not move it just opened and a very flat voice
came out, like a voice heard inside a closet. I froze, unusual or me, and
he slid backwards a few feet, turned and slid through the goddam window!
I ran over but there was nothing, the window felt warm though which was
unusual because this was Feburary and bitterly cold. I went to a bar not
far from the campus and got good and drunk. I found out that the library
had once been the site of a stop on the underground railroad for ex-slaves
escaping to Canada and that some had died from malnutrition or starvation
during the trip. Was the apparition forgiving me as a 'sons of sons' or
telling of the future? This happened in 1992 after I came back from Desert
Storm. I spent my time on a ship waiting to do an amphibeous assault that
never happened so its not PTSD or chemical warfare or anything like that.
We never did anything but go in later and clean up Kuwait. I came home in
the summer of 1991 and went straight to college. I now have a degree in
Programming and work for a large local bank in the MIS department and no,
I will NOT tell you where since I like my job and I'm writing this from
work. Please keep me anonymous.
My name is: Computer Programming student, ex-marine, martial artist.
From: - anonymous
How I found your page: Alta Vista
Feb 26, 1997 - 12:22 -
Comments about the web site: I HAVE HAD MANY EXPERIENCES WITH
GHOSTS. CONTRARY TO MANY PEOPLE'S POPULAR OPINION, NOT ALL PEOPLE WHO BELIEVE
IN GHOSTS ARE CRAZY. YOU KNOW THE OLD AXIOM OF, ' I DON'T BELIEVE IN IT
UNLESS I CAN TASTE IT, TOUCH IT, SMELL IT, HEAR IT, AND FEEL IT. WELL, I'VE
DONE ALL OF THOSE THINGS( EXCEPT TASTE IT, OF COURSE) WHERE GHOSTS ARE CONCERNED.
MY MANY ENCOUNTERS STARTED WHEN I WAS VERY YOUNG AND HAD CONTINUED UP UNTIL
I WAS MAYBE 16 YEARS OLD. I AM STILL HIGHLY SENSITIVE TO THE PARANORMAL,
BUT NOT AS NEARLY AS MUCH AS BEFORE. THE MOST FRIGHTENING CASE I'VE EVER
BEEN INVOLVED IN WAS, STRANGELY, ONE THAT I WAS NOT TO EXPERIENCE FIRST-HAND.
TO ENCAPSULATE WHAT HAPPENED, SOMEONE I KNEW HAD A YOUNG FRIEND WHO WAS
HAVING TROUBLE WITH ATTACKS ON THEM BY AN ENTITIY OR ENTITIES. STRANGULATION,
MANIFESTATIONS, AND FOUL ODORS WERE ALL PRESENT; WHICH MIGHT LEAD ONE TO
CONCLUDE THAT IT WAS A POLTERGEIST OR DEMON INFESTATION, AS OPPOSED TO YOUR
CLASSIC HAUNTING BY A GHOST. THE WORST THING WAS, THIS YOUNG PERSON TRIED
TO TELL THEIR PARENTS, THEY WERE NOT BELIEVED AND EVEN RIDICULED. SO, FINALLY,
I TOLD MY FRIEND TO TAKE SOME HOLY WATER TO THIS PERSON'S HOUSE, AND BLESS
THE HOUSE, ADDING A FEW PRAYERS; ALSO, MAKING THE SIGN OF THE CROSS. WHEN
MY FRIEND WENT TO THIS PERSON'S HOUSE, THE MOTHER THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY,
AND DIDN'T MIND WHAT THEY DID UPSTAIRS. WHEN MY FRIEND WENT INTO THIS YOUNG
PERSON'S BEDROOM, THE ATMOSPHERE WAS STIFLING AND THERE WAS A DISTINCT ODOR
OF ROTTEN EGGS IN THE AIR. AS PER MT INSTRUCTIONS, I TOLD MY FRIEND NOT
TO BE SCARED AT ALL, IF POSSIBLE, SINCE NEGATIVE ENTITIES TEND TO BE ABLE
TO SENSE FEAR AND DRAW FROM IT. SO, SHE SAT DOWN ON THE BED TO GET HER EQUILIBRIUM,
WHICH WAS VERY OFF BECAUSE OF THE DIZZYING PRESSURE OF THE ROOM, AND SHE
NOTICED THERE WAS SOME ODORIFEROUS LIQUID ON THE BED. QUICKLY, SHE JUMPED
UP, AND WENT THROUGH THE RITUAL. AFTERWARDS, AN AMAZING TRANSFORMATION TOOK
PLACE. THE ROOM FILLED WITH SCENT OF ROSES. THE PRESSURE NORMALIZED, AND
YOU COULD BREATHE MUCH EASIER. ALSO, THE WETNESS ON THE BED HAD DRIED COMPLETELY
IN A MATTER OF SECONDS. THE HOUSE HAD BEEN CLEANSED, SO TO SPEAK, AND AS
FAR AS I KNOW, REMAINS THAT WAY TODAY. AN INTERESTING SIDEBAR TO THE STORY-
THE PERSON WHO WAS BEING ATTACKED BY THE ENTITY CALLED ME ONCE OUT OF FEAR
AND NEEDING ADVICE(MY FRIEND HAD TOLD HER OF MY OWN EXPERIENCES, AND SUBSEQUENT
SELF-EDUCATION ON THE PARANORMAL), AND WAS ATTACKED WHILE ON THE PHONE WITH
ME! WHEN I TOLD HER TO SWITCH PHONES, AND SHE LEFT THE ROOM TO DO SO, THE
ENTITY HUNG-UP ON ME!!! IT WOULD BE FUNNY IF IT WERE NOT SO CHILLING. I
HAVE MANY MORE THEORIES AND STORIES, BUT NO TIME, AND PROBABLY NOT ENOUGH
SPACE. BUT, THANK-YOU FOR AVAILING ME OF YOUR TIME.
My name is: VERY INTUITIVE, INTERESTED IN ANYTHING INTERESTING. HA-HA
From: - JADE, 457 BRUNSWICK ST. BALTIMORE,MD 21223
How I found your page: ON THE LIBRARY INTERNET. SADLY, I DON'T HAVE
A COMPUTER.
Feb 27, 1997 - 17:46 -
Comments about the web site: My Friend Kathy's new husband just
sold his house to a family of native americans who have a teenage daughter.
They recently recieved a call from the realator about the house. It seems
that strange things have been going on. The daughters bedroom door has slammed
shut several times (it now being winter and no windows open). She not being
able to open the door, has called for help from her mother and father, who
cannot open the door either. When the door is opened it only opens to about
an inch and no farther. The family has left the house only to return to
a black gooey mess in their sinks. The goo smells of human waste. After
days of not having water in the house, they called a plumber, only to find
out that someone is turning their main valve off, located in thier garage.
This has happened several times. The master bedroom is upstairs over the
garage. One night the parents heard a noise in the garage and the father
went to investigate. He turned on the bedroon light only to have it "pop"
and the light bulb burned out, he then went to the hallway and the same
thing happened, then to the stairwell, again it happened, to the kitchen,
"pop" again, then to the garage where this light popped and burned
out. After having the tribal medicine man come to their home, they have
seen a figure of a woman walking up the staircase and disappearing into
the wall.
My name is: Admin assist in the state of Kansas
From: - stephani@khi.wpo.state.ks.us
How I found your page: looked up ghosts
Feb 27, 1997 - 18:47 -
Comments about the web site: My family inherited a painting of
an ancestor.a Tyler from Detroit. after we had it restored, i walked past
it in the middle of the night, and it was bangig on the wall. the piano
also started playing by itself.
My name is:
From: - QLUNA@aol.com
How I found your page:
Feb 28, 1997 - 01:30 -
Comments about the web site: The Little Soldier Boy I attended
a boarding school named Culver in the middle of nowhere, amidst the cornfields
of Indiana. It is known for it's strong military academy, which has existed
since 1894. The place is over 100 years old, the number of people that have
died there is beyond count. One freezing night in the middle of winter I
was searching behind the old Ice Rink, trying to find a glove I had dropped
the day before. It was pitch black that night and i searched alone, or so
I thought. Suddenly, I felt, yet did not see, the presence of another being.
Startled, I looked up and saw it....Right before me was a tiny boy in a
turn of the century military outfit, his gold buttons shining eerily bright
in the darkness of that night. He looked as if he was only 5 feet tall,
if even. He was a dead boy, one that must have died way back at the turn
of the century for his uniform was pathetically outdated. As I turned slowly
and walked away, my hands were shaking and my face turning white. When I
ram into my friend, as I reached my Dorm Room, the first thing she said
was, " You look like you've just seen a ghost." Indeed, I had.
My name is: My name is Sarah and I currently live in Phoenix. I'm
19.
From: - tedm@inficad.com
How I found your page: Stumbled upon it.
Feb 28, 1997 - 02:20 -
Comments about the web site: It was two years ago, in 1995. My
house is haunted by the man that built our house. He went crazy, and as
he was leaving the house in a straight jacket he screamed. He said over
and over that he would never leave his house, his soul would always be here.
Well one night, I was laying in bed, it was about 3 o'clock in the morning.
I saw a bright flash of light out of the corner of my eye. I thought nothing
of it because it was storming outside. I saw another flash of light, but
this one stayed more than a flash. It looked like a star on my celing. A
couple of seconds later there was another, and another. There was three
tiny stars on my celing, then they were gone. Before I could get up, or
speak another now larger than the others were flashed and did circles in
my room above my door. I froze, I couldn't move, couldn't speak. I was stuck
with fear. To this day I wish I would have stayed in my room that night
simply out of curiosity. It was interesting, and frightning at the same
time.
My name is: 17 years old girl, from Wisconsin, fastenated by ghosts.
From: - buhrow@inwave.com
How I found your page: I am experimenting on the net tonight, at
1:30.
Feb 28, 1997 - 19:19 -
Comments about the web site: Visiting my husbands family in West
Virginia, we had retired for the night. While laying in bed I heard a car
pull into the gravel driveway. I then heard footsteps on the walk. I told
my husband that someone was outside the bedroom window. He told me he didn't
hear anything. I finally convinced him to check. He got out of bed and went
to the window...about 2 feet from the bed. Being dark I saw a shadow and
throught It was my husband comming back to bed I reached out only to have
my arms go throught the shadow. My husband was still at the window. I never
had a good night sleep in that house.
My name is: computer programmer
From: - Karenpro.sprynet.com
How I found your page: whats new through netscape
Feb 28, 1997 - 20:41 -
Comments about the web site: The two small stories i am about
to tell revolve around my grandmother. When my grandfather died, it was
a devastating loss to her. At the funeral she leaned over to kiss him a
final goodbye. She swore to the good Lord that she had felt him kiss her
back. His lips were warm. The next happened after my great uncle died. My
grandmother was sitting in her living room, watching tv. At the dining room
table across the room appeared a figure which resembled my great uncle.
Not knowing he was already dead, my grandmother asked him how he got in?
He remained silent, but my grandmother instantly understood. It was as if
he was sending messages to her without the use of words. She went to bed
that night in a state of peace. The next day she received a call from her
sister, saying that my great uncle had died the night before. My grandmother
asked what time he died, and learned that he died almost the same time as
he appeared to her in her dining room.
My name is: 16/f who is very interested in the paranormal
From: -
How I found your page: www.beyondweird.com
Mar 1, 1997 - 00:31 -
Comments about the web site: Once, while I was trying to fall
alseep, I looked at my white curtains, and they started to turn all different
pastel colors. Fearing for my soul, I closed my eyes, hoping the apparition
would pass. With my eyes closed the visions I saw were terrifying. The first
vision I saw was a tiny baby wrapped in a blanket. This then changed into
a man, whose face only was seen. This man was obviously in terrible pain,
whether mental or physical, but soon his entire body was visible and vanished,
leaving his heart floating in the air. The heart went down into a different
little baby. I have no clue what this vision means, but I would be interested
in any suggestions you might have.
My name is: I am a human being
From: - rfahey@kiwi.dep.anl.gov
How I found your page: Luck
Mar 2, 1997 - 00:33 -
Comments about the web site: When I was pretty young, I was trying
to sleep in my room and failing to do so. I had a trundle bud which I shared
with my brother who was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, I noticed movement by
the stairs and watched as a sheet-white man walked up the stairs and approached
my room. He was bald and wearing a black cloak/robe and just stood in the
doorway and stared at me. I was majorly freaked and shook my brother but
he wouldn't wake up. Then, the man just turned and left as silent as he
came. To this day, I don't know what it meant and I am the only witness
to it. Please e-mail me if you have any interpretations of what it might
signify.
My name is: Well, I fell normal enough and ghosts interest me.
From: - Dominus987@aol.com
How I found your page: While I was on AOL.
Mar 3, 1997 - 04:00 -
Comments about the web site: One morning at 7am, I awoke in my
locked room to find a human-shaped black ghost-like creature on top of me.
I had been sleeping on my back, and it was on top of me, and it was making
it hard for me to breathe, and then, before it vanished, it kissed me on
the right side of my neck. After this, my dog, which was at the bottom of
the bed was groggy. I also heard a voice which was muffled as if I was underwater.
My name is: 22 y/o SSWM - college senior http://www.pitt.edu/~jmpst45
From: - jmpst45@vms.cis.pitt.edu
How I found your page: Yahoo: search string--> alien ghost encounter
Mar 4, 1997 - 17:39 -
Comments about the web site: In 1992 I moved from Arlington to
Richmond, VA. I've had the ability to communicate with spirits for about
10 years. I moved into an old civil war era row house. I knew from the begining
that there was something in the house but it took more than a year for it
to reveal itself. It turned out to be the ghost of a teenage girl who had
died in the house. Her name was Angela. She was very friendly and we became
very close. She used to like to read over my shoulder. I would go out and
by books with the type of stories she liked and we would read them together.
Sometimes when I went to sleep, she would lie down in my bed with me. In
1994 I had to move back to Arlington. If I concentrate hard enough, I can
still contact her but it's very difficult. I miss her a great deal and hope
we can be together again someday.
My name is:
From: - kelpie@erols.com
How I found your page: Yahoo
Mar 6, 1997 - 13:46 -
Comments about the web site: My name is Ian Todd and I have a
tale for you. I am 17 now, but it happened 3 years ago in Lincoln Park,
New Jersey. I was staying at my Aunts house about a mile away from my Grandmothers.
My Uncle hap killed himself in their house with a shotgun. I spent the night
there If I remember correctly it was June 18, 1994. I went to get a drink
of milk late that night so I wandered into the kitchen. Every light in the
house was off except for the refigerator light that came on when I open
the frige door. I noticed sort of a soft glowing light emitting from the
living room area that is adjacent to the kitchen. So I closed the frige
door and went in there to drink my milk. I sat down on the couch wich looked
right at the chair that my Uncle killed himself in. It was pitch black,
middle of the night, but the room seemed to be lit up sort of. I just sat
there and I stared at the chair, the back of it was facing me. It seemed
to get lighter and lighter in the room especially by the chair. It also
got really cold, which i thought was the air conditioner but that haddn't
been on all day and still wasn't on. So I got up and went into the kitchen
to put my glass in the sink when out of the corner of my eye I saw the chair
turn around. I asked for my aunt to see if she was up but she wasn't because
I could still see her snoring so I got sorta scared. I look at the chair
ande then I saw my uncle sitting there, shot gun in hand. It seemed so real.
I sat there and just stared. Then he took the gun put it in his mouth and
I heard a click , like the click of a trigger and he was gone. I ran all
the way back to my grandmothers house in the middle of the night and I have
never went in my aunts house at night ever again.
My name is: I am 17, I am 5foot 9 inches, I am a senior at Howells
High In Howells nebraska.
From: - I am not sure of what it is.
How I found your page: Doing a research paper on paranomal activities
for my english class.
Mar 7, 1997 - 13:51 -
Comments about the web site: Well hello there! It is nice to meet
all you wonderful people. I saw the devil once, not a ghost. I was doing
a report on Satanisim and cult worship for one of my college classes. I
had boughten a satanic bible and a Ouji board to boot. I did my report,
and I got like totally into it. It was really scary, I went to bed and I
thought I had a bad dream , but it turned out to be a reality. I was in
my room then all of a sudden I was like on an alter with all these demons
around me. They touched me and it burnt me. It hurt and usually you can't
feel pain in dreams. THe next thing I new is that the started to chant something.
I couldn't quite understand them. Something about the black god, skin like
suet and a soul of a thousand tortured souls. I then fond my self lying
naked in the middle of a cemetary ontop of crypt that was 3 miles from my
house. My sides ached with pain as I looked there were blisters exactly
where those creatures or demaons had touched me. I then recovered and burnt
my satanic bible and it was all over.
My name is: I am 21 years old and my name is Zackary Dean Pelc i
live in New Meico
From: -
How I found your page: I WASSURFING THE WEB.
Mar 7, 1997 - 14:06 -
Comments about the web site: I was at Silver Lake one night with
alot of my friends and we were sitting on the porch and the light flickered.
Then we heard a knocking on the back of the shelter. Another night they
were sitting on the porch and saw a dark figure walk around the house slam
the door and no lights came on in the house. One night we heard wind chimes,
stuff falling in the water. When we were leaving we saw a child sitting
on the table then jump off and then it ran. I didn't belive the stories
at first but then when I went it felt really spooky.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: looked under ghosts
Mar 8, 1997 - 00:50 -
Comments about the web site: After recently seperating from my
husband i moved into a small duplex apartment with my daughter then 10 months
old. i started to notice little things at first for example lights being
on that i was sure i had turned off,the dog would growl at a unseen presence
etc. After a few months I began to notice my daughter almost playing and
laughing with someone or something i could not see. Pictures came back from
developing distorted for no apparent reason. i never felt scared until one
night i felt someone sit on the bed i was lying in. Startled i jumped up
but nothing at that moment i decided to move. About 2 years later while
driving with a friend she says to me " see that duplex over there?"
curious after realizing she meant what had once been my creepy apartment.I
responded "What about it?" In a very serious voice she informed
me that a friend she had went to high school with had ended her life there
while sitting in her room on the bed. anonymous
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: i found it to be very inciteful and interesting.
thank you
Mar 8, 1997 - 01:50 -
Comments about the web site: Miss Kate ---
My name is: Nanager of the Historic Sheridan Inn
From: - stinger@cyberhighway.net
How I found your page: Searching for Ghosts
Mar 8, 1997 - 12:38 -
Comments about the web site: About forty-two years agos when were
children ages 6,7,9 visiting our grandparents in Cincinnati we had our first
ghostly expereince. Our grandmother, Mae had sent us to bed for our after-
noon nap while she went to the market.Our grandparents stayed in a brownstone
and the bedroom was in the front part of the house then there was a short
hallway with stairs leading into a small bathroom. As children often do
when they are suppose to be napping, we were playing in the bed when we
heard the front door shut and then we heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
It did not sound like our grandmother but we became very still and quiet
in the bed but peeping from under the covers. The footsteps were getting
closer and louder. By the time it sounded as if the person should be at
the top of the stairs all three of us peeped from the covers to see who
it was coming up the stairs. To our surprise a man dressed in a raincoat,
rubber boots and a rain hat went straight into the bathroom. We looked at
each other with horror in our eyes but we continued to stared into the hallway
waiting for this man to come out of the bathroom. We did not know if this
man was coming into our bedroom or was he going back down the stairs. We
waited for what seemed forever and then eventually we heard our grandmother's
footsteps coming up the stairs and we yelled so she could hear us to warn
her that there was a man in the bathroom. When she was able to calm us down
she told us that the man often comes to visit. He at one time lived downstairs
with his wife, her good friend Miss Addie. From that time on we never was
the keen on visiting our grandparents. That was my first and there has been
several other encounters for me and now my husband.
My name is:
From: - Strong1015
How I found your page:
Mar 8, 1997 - 15:43 -
Comments about the web site: i am an amature ghost hunter, since
everyone who knows me knows this I hear some wierd stories. One of these
stories is even weirder because know one sees the ghost except the cat.
But the owner of the house feels weird about living in the house.
My name is: amature ghost hunter and clarvoiant.
From: -
How I found your page: yahoo search
Mar 8, 1997 - 16:44 -
Comments about the web site: I kept hearing stories of a apartment
building near my neighborhood. It had like over a thousand apartments in
the complex but there's this apartment which never seems to be rented out
in the 14th floor. That aparment was rumored to have ghosts in there. That
was the only floor out of the whole building that wan't lit really well
also. Which was a good place for teens to hang around, cause it was all
quiet and stuff. One day my a bunch of my friend ten guys were up there
smoking pot some were high and some weren't. They were in the hallways that
next to the elevator.They decided to leave. When the elavator came and old
lady walked out. She was like you bad boys all smoking out here, and she
was like why don't you guys come in my house and sit. My friends were like
high and they wanted a place to sit anyways so they went. When the old lady
open the door it was empty completely no furniture and no lights. My friend
were like mad scared to they just ran like a bastard down the hallway. And
the only thing they don't remember was, was it that apartment never got
rented out.
My name is: true Alien and ghost believer
From: - november.rain@juno.com
How I found your page: don't remember.
Mar 9, 1997 - 04:55 -
Comments about the web site: Heres a story that happened to my
mom, a very sane person , when she was about 18 or 19 and married to my
dad who is just a couple of years older then her. It happened in Ewa Beach,
on the island of Oahu. They were a young couple with a baby boy who was
not even a year old yet. It took place in a two bedroom home that had no
bathrooms but did have an outhouse. My mom was home alone one evening and
was walking past my oldest brothers room, who was with his grandfather that
night, and thought she saw a shadow go past her sons window. The house had
been built on a hill with stilts on that windows side of the house because
it was built on a hill. She thought that it would be impossible for a shadow
be that high to reach the window but went to the window to investigate anyway.
She didn't see anything. As she walked out of the bedroom she heard "Pssst..",
as if someone was trying to call her or trying to get her attention. She
went back into the room thinking that it came from outside, by the window.
When she got in she heard it right next to her ear "PSSST!". She
bolted out of the house and ran to the neighbors house and told her that
something is in her home. They told her "We know. Thats why the people
before you left that home.". Also in the same house was an incident
where my dads friend had to go inside the house to do something. My dad
was outside and his friend went in alone. Not long after he came running
out of the house terrified and told my dad "Your house is haunted!
There is something in your house!" He was so frightened that he NEVER
explained or wanted to talk about what it is that he saw. Whatever it was
that terrified my mom and my dads friend never bothered my dad. My dad was
a big, burly, Harley riding freak in his younger days. Do you thing whatever
it was was intmidated by him? My parents didn't stay in that house long
before they moved out. My mom told me this story and I do believe her. My
mom is a very honest, sane, smart, and trustworthy person. She's one of
them people that makes you feel stupid when you watch "Jeapordy"
with her because she is answering practically every question and your just
sitting there still thinking of the first question. Now that I have given
what I think is a good description of my mom, you whether to believe the
story or not. I honestly believe that something happened that night.
My name is: U.S Navy '88-92, Crane mechanic, married with 2 children,
lived in Hawaii all my life.
From: - Kraneguy@aol.com
How I found your page: stumbled on it. Really dont know how it happened
but glad I found it. I like it alot.
Mar 9, 1997 - 13:06 -
Comments about the web site: I didn't actually see the ghost,
but I was in the basement of my house doing laundry and my dog was coming
down the stairs to be with me. Usally, she comes up the the dryer and stands
in the way, but not this time. She wouldn't even come near the dryer. She
woulsd stand in the doorway and whine. She wouldn't come in the room at
all. Then, I heard a foot step in the unfinshed part of the basement which
connects to the laundry room. I bolted up the steps so fast, the dog right
behind me all the time. I went back down there today and the dog started
down the stairs, passed me up, but when she got to the bottom of the stairs,
she sat down quickly, whined, then bolted back up the stairs. I have no
clue what is going on, so if you or anybody else can give me suggestions
of what to do. I would appreciate it.
My name is: I am a firm believer in ghosts
From: - canoe@ameritech.net
How I found your page: Through Yahoo!
Mar 9, 1997 - 15:22 -
Comments about the web site: My friend Brittany lived in a very
old house. It was very large. However, she did not live in the mainhouse
on the property. She sometimes told me that she saw children on the swingset
by her house. The trees that held the beam which held the swings had been
there for over a hundred years.One night, when we were playing outside,
we looked up to the bedroom window of the mainhouse, and there was a middle
aged woman in a simple white dress and she glowed with a pale blue. I couldnt
make out any details, like what her face looked liked, but i knew she was
watching us. We became very interested and decided to find out as much as
we could. We asked family members of previous owners and neighbors. We came
up with a few sightings of children on the swingset, and a man who fixed
the roof. There were quite a few sightings of the woman which we had seen.After
a while, we grew bored of the topic. One day, we were playing on the little
beach right in her backyard. We found 3 identical keys. We asked Brittanys
father about them and we soon learned they were keys to the mainhouse. But
the strange thing was, only 2 copies of that key had ever been made. A few
days later, we found ourselves sneaking into the mainhouse. We went up to
the bedroom where we had seen the woman. When we opened the door, she was
crying softly to herself, sitting on the bed. She looked up at us, then
stood up and wispered "Help me." she reached out a hand to us.
We got scared, remember we were only about 10 years old, and we turned and
ran down the stairs. Exactly one month later, Brittany and her family were
forced to move out of their house. They had to sell it and the mainhouse.I
have never seen the lady again. But every month or so, she comes to me in
a dream, just reaching out to me and beging me to help her. but every time,
i get scared and turn away. sometimes i dont wanna get scared, sometimes
i want to help her. but it seems it is my fate, since i did not help her
when i could, i cannot help her when i am brave enough.
My name is: 14 years old,i play bass guitar, im a wiccan shaman
From: - MMysteria@aol.com
How I found your page: search engine-yahoo
Mar 9, 1997 - 17:46 -
Comments about the web site: you should check out Sierra Vista
Arizona . This place has one to many stories ." It's ghost central"
You can get alot of "info" if you ask the right people I know
of over a dozen haunts in one part of town alone. I have witnessed many.
Some one can write a couple of novel sized books about this place.
My name is:
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How I found your page:
Mar 10, 1997 - 00:25 -
Comments about the web site: I was riding my bike and I looked
at the house on the corner of my block. In the window, there was a misty
form floating by the window. I looked in the backyard and there were 2 dogs
barking and snarling at me. The gate was OPEN. I took off on my bike.
My name is: My name is Greg Flanders, I live in Whittier, Ca. about
13 miles from L.A., I am 12 years old and have had 3 ghost experiances,
2 sightings, 1 sound of voices screaming.
From: - Xlntdude@worldnet.att.net
How I found your page: Find button on browser.
Mar 11, 1997 - 01:25 -
Comments about the web site: Several years ago, I was helping
two friends lay a water line at the site of an outdoor drama in the mountains
of Virginia. The site of the ampitheater is on the ancesteral lands of the
Ingles family (the same Ingles' of the book "Follow the River"
by James Alexander Thom) and we were working in an area known to be the
family grave site. As we dug the ditch for the water line, one of the other
men, John, uncovered what he thought to be part of a human skeleton. Being
a bit of a skeptic, I went to look at what he had found, believing that
he had discovered the bones of a large animal; we were only digging three
feet down and I couldn't believe that he had actually found a grave at that
shallow depth. I was facinated at what he had found: the mandible and partially
intact skull of a human! The skull and jawbone showed signs cutting trauma,
as if the victim of some terrible attack by an axe. The site is known to
have held the remains of several victims of the massacre of 1755, an uprising
of the Shawnee and their allied tribes against the white settelers in the
New River Valley. We agreed that this must have been a victim of that attack:
struck in the face by the trade hatchet of one of the attacking indians.
We respectfuly coverd the remains and said a few words over the grave, then
re-routed the ditch to take it away from the burial site. Three days later
I spent the night with my friend John at his parents house. John had the
good fortune to share his life with an old battle-axe of a German Shepard
named Duke. Duke had to be the toughest dog that I had ever met, having
fought a bear in his youth, and had never shown anyone the least sign of
cowardice in his long and eventful life. He would soon show the fur stand
up on his back and run for his life. That night after watching the late
news the entire family retired in the usual manner, with John's parents
saying their goodnites and John and Duke sliping off to sleep together in
the bedroom in the attic. I soon fell asleep on the sofa downstairs. I was
suddenly awakened by the sound of the screen door by the kitchen being torn
off its hinges! As I leapt off the sofa I could hear Duke clawing at the
door of the car outside trying to get in thru the gap left at the top of
the drivers window, shrieking as if he had been shot! Suddenly, there was
a crash from upstairs as John fell down the steps from his room. He was
running and screaming "Oh My God! Oh My God!" As he burst into
the living room, where I stood in a daze, I saw such a look of terror in
his eyes that it took my breath away! I caught up to him and Duke in the
car out front. Duke, the dog that beat the living hell out of a 400 pound
Black Bear, was shivering on the floor under my friends feet. John was no
better off. I finally got him to unlock the door and I jumped inside. "What
the hell happened in there?" John was awakened by the sound of Duke
growling on the foot of the bed, looking toward the North-West corner of
the room. As he tried to see what had the dog so upset, he felt as if someone
had just sat on the foot of the bed. It was at this moment that Duke yelped
and bolted off the bed and down the stairs, leaping thru the screen door
in the kitchen. Terrified, John witnessed what he could only describe as
a "darkness, darker than the rest of the dark in the room" enveloping
the foot of the bed. If I had not witnessed Duke's display of sheer fright,
I would have never believed John's story and dismissed it as a bad dream.
Duke, after all, fought a bear and won; nothing, of this world at least,
could ever frighten Duke...
My name is: Jeff, Director of Astronomical Affairs, The Samuel Douglas
Observatory
From: - DisSux@aol.com
How I found your page: Just stumbling thru the dark...
Mar 12, 1997 - 14:09 -
Comments about the web site: The camalot theatre in Nevada Iowa,
I'm not too sure of the actual date, but in the early 1900's a man was painting
a wall by the top window of his apartment.(I should say that the apartment
used to to be an apartment complex)he was then pushed and fell to the street
and to his death. Since then no-one has been able to stay in the apt. The
actuall apt. is still there and is being used for storage. But in the 50's
it was still being rented out and my mothers best friends brother lived
there for 4 days and this is his account. I only heard this story once,
cause he didn't like to talk about it. the first night he would hear footsteps
of heavy boots and doors would slam. the 2nd night the covers of his bed
would keep coming off and when he would come home from work, his dishes
were all out on the counter. The third night he actully felt as if someboudy
was touching him in his sleep. and the 4th night he was actually abused.
beeten very badly, he had black eyes, and swollen cheeks and bruses from
where he was beaten. needless to say he left the apt. that night.--this
was 40 years ago. today I am very good friends with the manager of the theatre.
And wierd things continue to happen there. There storage is in the top apt.
and things get moved from where they last set them down. Stuff gets broken.
and in the theatre itself there is a big shandaleer in the entry way this
has been seen moving with no explan- ation. there are no vents or duct anywhere
neat this light fixture. And late at night you can somtimes hear footsteps
or shuffeling from the top apt. I work across the street from the theatre
and I often look up at the top windows that go into the apt. A strange feeling
comes over me. As if Im being looked at too. who knows I probably am being
looked at. I would be curious what a psychic would sence from in the apt.
Maybe she could help him to the other side.
My name is: 26 year old student, married with 3 kids
From: - sab1101@dmacc.cc.ia.us
How I found your page: brousing
Mar 12, 1997 - 22:01 -
Comments about the web site: It was a quiet night in April of
last year when my great Grandmother died. My mother and my aunt shared a
bed so they could talk all night. After my aunt fell asleep, my mom woke
up and saw a figure standing at the end of their bed. It had no apparent
gender or facial features, just an outline of a human figure. My mom says
she wasn't alarmed or disturbed at all, but felt a sense of peace and fell
asleep. A few months later, my cousin (11 years at the time) woke up for
no reason at about 3 am and saw an old man with a kind face standing in
the middle of her room. She was not alarmed or frightened either, but went
back to sleep at peace. Her brother had a similar experience about a week
later. No explanations have not yet been hypothosized.
My name is: I'm a 14 year old girl interested in the paranormal.
From: - Anonomus
How I found your page: Yahoo search
Mar 13, 1997 - 17:32 -
Comments about the web site: I knew something was strange as soon
as my family moved into the house. First it was footsteps on the second
floor pacing back and forth. Even my dogs head used to turn and follow the
sound of them as they went back and forth. We used to find our baby son
in animated converstation while standing in his crib...the only problem...there
was no one there. No one visible to my eyes, that is. On the first floor,
a heavy, wooden door would come off its hinges. The top door hinge pin would
be pulled upwards and be found across the room. While sitting in the L-shaped
kitchen, a ball of fire came flying through and made a left hand turn. This
was seen by my father-in-law, my wife, and me. One calm, summer evening,
I was reading downstairs in the den. Suddenly, I heard a noise that sounded
like the gutters of our house were being ripped from their moorings. I immediately
ran outside to check the damage...but nothing had happened. After all these
strange happenings, my wife and I began comparing notes. Turned out, she
thought she was going crazy. She would carefully place things on the dresser
only to wake up in the morning and find them on the nightstand. While in
the basement, she turned when she heard footsteps coming down the steps.
There was no one there, but the wooden steps were bending with the weight
of something unseen! An overnite guest from Columbia refused to sleep in
the bedroom with the unhinging door after just one night. In broken English,
he said his dreams "terrified him". One night, I awoke from a
deep sleep. Immediately, I sensed something was wrong. I opened my eyes
to find and old man bent over me...his face just inches from mine! My whole
body went rigid and I screamed...but no sound would come out. My wife heard
me making choking sounds and woke up and saw me staring "google-eyed"
at the ceiling...the bed was drenched in sweat. It would take almost an
hour for me to begin breathing normally. That was the final straw. I asked
our parish priest to come over as soon as possible and bless our house.
After he did this, our ghost left us entirely alone. Months later, I answered
a knock on our front door. It was a lady who said she had heard that our
house was haunted. She went to tell me she was a medium and would I mind
if she walked through our place. We started in the basement and then toured
the first floor. I was surprised when she didn't register anything in the
bedroom with the door that came unhinged. If she did, I didn't notice. When
we came to the second floor, her walk slowed. When we reached the archway
and door that separated the upstairs landing and bedroom, she halted in
midstep. Her eyes rolled back in her head and the hair on her arms stood
straight out like she was receiving and electric shock! She began throwing
her head side-to-side. After she came out of the "trance", here's
what she said: "An old couple lived in this house many years. The old
woman died leaving the man alone. He stored her things in the attic. Frequently
he would come upstairs and sit with her things and grieve for her."
What the medium didn't know, the second floor had recently been converted
from and attic to a landing and bedroom. The place where she went into the
trance was the exact spot where my baby son used to stare when talking to
his unseen visitor. Finally, the house was owned by a couple who raised
their family there. Unfortunately, no one remembers which one of couple
died first. We moved from the house several years later. The family that
bought it from us reported nothing unusual about living there. Everything
reported here is absolutely true. J. Kelly McKnight
My name is: I'm 47, father of two kids, married 23 years, president
of an Web site development company. This is the only paranormal experience
I've ever had.
From: - kelly@viastudio.com
How I found your page: Surfing.
Mar 14, 1997 - 18:41 -
Comments about the web site: When I was a little girl I used to
live in a two story house where weird things would go on. I had a round
white mirror that hung on the wall infront of my bed, and I used to see
different "entities" at night. One night, I got the crap scared
out of me. I saw a bunch of people-like beings in the mirror and one of
the beings was just a head floating around out of no where. Lights started
to flash on and off and then my pinwheel at the base of my bed started to
turn in circles.
My name is: There's nothing to know about me, really.
From: - CuRtLe@aol.com
How I found your page: It was in the AOL hall of fame homepage winners
Mar 15, 1997 - 00:12 -
Comments about the web site:
My name is: Dr. in Education
From: - JJack85057
How I found your page: On a hunch
Mar 15, 1997 - 01:46 -
Comments about the web site: You have a excelent site was nice
to visit your page
My name is: my name is Aman Jain
From: - amanjain@vsnl.ch1.net,in
How I found your page: it was nice