Aug 9, 1997 - 10:40 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Thank you all for helping my site
reach 45,000 in six months. I hope you get some reassurance and help from
these stories.
My name is:
From: - dwwaldron@aol.com
How I found your page:
Aug 9, 1997 - 10:34 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have seen, felt and smelled quite
a few ghosts in my short lifetime. I saw one when I was about seven years
old. It was in my parents back garden, it was night time and I was looking
out of the upsatairs window. It was a monk with a white habit on and he
had his head down. He walked slowly towards me, looked up, (his face was
blank, in other words there was just a blackness),,, he slowly turned around
and as he walked away, disappeared! The last one I encountered was my husband.
I was widowed when I was 25 and less then a week later he was starting to
trouble me. The thing was, my Dobermann bitch didn't think there was anything
wrong!!! If you would like me to go into more detail, (as it is very long
and quite complex)! please E-mail me and I will gladly tell you all that
you wish to know. I hope to hear from you soon. Regards Jehnna.
My name is: I am nearly 30 years old and come from England.
From: - jehnna @geocities.com
How I found your page: Through Yahoo! search
Aug 9, 1997 - 20:02 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Ghosts, and ghost animals When
I was young I woke up once to hear somone calling my name. I got up in bed
(it was night) and saw something quite strange. Somone was in my room. Just
as odd, it was as bright as day in my room and it was 2 a.m.!! the person
was dressed in a white hooded robe-cape-thing and just stood there watching
me for a while. I have been told it was my immagination or a dream but it
wasn't. I hid under my bedcovers for a while and when I peeked out again,
my room was like normal-and the ghost was gone. No one's ever died in my
house or anything. Animals- When I went to camp I saw a raven. The bird
watched me and followed me all the time when I was alone, flying off whenever
somone else came in sight. I went to camp this year and he was back-but
he always stayed in the distance. Several times I got close enough to almost
touch him and sensed a sort of link between us....weird. My stories about
animals continue.... Before our cat Ima was put to sleep he sat up watching
me on my bed all night the night before he died. When he was put to sleep,
the night after I heard him meowing in my room asking to be let out!
My name is: I'm human and normal
From: - ANON
How I found your page: just was looking around
Aug 10, 1997 - 20:09 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I would like to start off by saying
that I have the ability to see aura's, inactive ghosts, and psychic energy
"blobs" or "clouds". My only true "Paranormal"
experience (with me hardly anything qualifies as paranormal, its normal
to me) is when I was six years old, I woke up in the middle of the night
and I was shocked to find that there was no bed under me. In fact there
was NOTHING under me. I was floating over my bed for the few seconds after
I awoke and when I realized what was going on I instantly fell down to my
bed. The only evidence that I could find for myself that I wasn't dreamin
was: There was a helluva lot of quilt to the side it was tucked in and almost
none to the open side, the window was closed and so air could only have
rushed past me on the way down, the spring mattress was still springing
from my rapid descent, and, finally, I had a gigantic bump on my head from
where it slammed into the headboard (It has a built in bookshelf at 3 inches
above pillow level). I don't know if this is some other psychic ability
that only happens once or if it was some ghost that likes to throw little
kids around. Nothing else "paranormal" has happened to me really.
Maybe this has to do with an authentic first nations dreamcatcher that I
bought at the local heritage day festival about a week after the incedent.
I'm not sure but if it is the reason, it was worth the twenty bucks.
My name is: Age: 13, 5' 9", 160 lbs, Male, New Age/Spiritualist
freak and world's most modest psychic.
From: - cmurrie@connect.ab.ca
How I found your page: link from www.halloween.com
Aug 12, 1997 - 16:48 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My mother originally told me this
story some time back. It was about 70 or 80 years ago in India at the wedding
of some male relation of my grandmother. After the ceremony, close relatives
of the bride and the groom escorted them to their room. For some reason,
the groom went into the room first and the door suddenly locked from inside.
They heard loud noises from inside, and it seemed that two people were fighting.
When they finally opened the door (broke it down? I don't know), they guy
staggered out, barely breathing, but with flaming red eyes. He only say
that there was a Jinn inside. He died within minutes. Now, Jinn's (or genie)
are believed in by 99% of the people in Pakistan (where I currently live)
and they are known to possess people. Also, they can be captured by experts.
This strange event took place with my grandmother (who, by the way, is still
alive at about 90), who told my mother this story. She is a staunch Muslim
lady and would NEVER (I mean NEVER) tell a lie. I personally believe in
this story because I know her very well: When she was a teenager, she was
walking in their family orchard in India when she sat down besides a tree.
It was quite hot and she was almost asleep when she saw something that congealed
her blood: right next to hear, there were lying two legs (looking quite
normal) without a body. She ran screaming back to her house where she met
her brother. Quite matter of factly, he told her this it was his captured
Jinn resting. Then she really freaked out! Incidentally, her brother did
not live very long and died a mysterious death.
My name is: Muhammad Bilal Aslam, 15 year old, high school, Lahore,
Pakistan.
From: - maslam1@paknet1.ptc.pk
How I found your page: Cool categories section at Yahoo!
Aug 12, 1997 - 17:51 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I've never actually seen a WHOLE
ghost. Normally the story's I tell about them are entirelly fictional (I
don know a lot of good fictional ghost stories!) but I have seen severel
myself first hand. I was in a relatives office which used to be a farm labourers
cottage in the past. It is split in two by a passage way with the two rooms
on either side of it. The tiolet is at one end and the front door is at
the other end of the passage way. I was sitting shreeding paper and I saw
someone who I thought was my younger brother go in to the tiolet (He is
mentally handicapped and has a facination with water) so I called him back
incase he flooded anything. He didn't come out so I went in to the tiolet.
My brother wasn't in there. No one (Living anyway!) was in there. My brother
had been in the other room the whol time with my Step father. Other people
have seen stuff in the office too. One friend actually saw the ghost sitting
beside what would have been the fire place. I've seen lots more eerie shoadows
in my 17 years but thank heavens nothing more solid. I can always tell when
a spooky presence is near. Chow for Now!!
My name is: I'm 17 and going to Univercity this year (Yipee!!) and
I'm Scottish!!!!! Don't use my name!!
From: - lazylogos@cableinet.co.uk
How I found your page: I think I saw it on Sightings on the Sci-fi
Channel
Aug 13, 1997 - 00:18 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I just wanted to tell you a story
about when I was in high school. It was a very old school, with creaky wooden
floors and doors. I mean my mother and father attended the very same school.
It was just a very creepy school to start with. Anyway there were always
rumors about the school being haunted. Well one day we were supposed to
bring some food items for the home ec. class to cook. I was supposed to
bring tortilla chips. We were going to make taco salad. Well anyway in the
mornings I would always leave my gym bag in the girl's locker room for basketball
pratice in the afternoons. I left the chips in the bag. So when it was time
for me to Home ec. class I had to go over the gym and get the chips. I was
all by myself and there was not another soul in the whole gym. There is
a long hall after you open the door to enter the locker room so you can't
see who is actually in there. Anyway I opened the door to the locker room
door and I heard some girls laughing. So I ran down the hall saying "Hey
guys" because it was a small school and I knew just about everyone
there. I was just being friendly. But when I got to the end of the hall
and into the locker room...there was noone there. I looked everywhere...there
was just know one there. Since then I have heard other people talk about
hearing some of the same things. Like two classmates of mine who had stayed
over one day after school to play basketball in the gym. They kept hearing
girls laughing coming from the girl's locker room yet they were the only
ones in the whole gym.
My name is: married female college student from Alabama
From: - JNicole111@aol.com
How I found your page: through the web page hall of fame
Aug 13, 1997 - 15:15 -
Ghostly experience or comment: During the ë70ís, I
was working my way through college as a police officer. I rented a small
house from my parents. On several nights as I lay in bed, I could here someone
breathing. It was often so clear that I thought someone had entered the
house and was standing directly over me. On occasion, I would go so far
as to get my service revolver and search the house. I would usually attribute
it to the wind, or perhaps just the wheezing of an old house. My four year
old nephew came to live with me for a while. One day he told his mother,
my sister, that he heard a man breathing in his room. I was stunned. He
was so direct as only a 4 year old can be. In his mind, there was no doubt
that it was really a man breathing in his room. Perhaps I learned the source
of the breathing when a fellow detective came to my house for dinner. As
he entered the house, he pointed to the living room floor and said, "Thatís
where we found him.î I asked him what he meant. He told me that the
previous owner had died in the house and was found lying on the living room
floor. My detective friend had written the death report.
My name is: Currently working as a Human Resource Director inNew
Jersey. Live in Delaware.
From: - TLCROSS@MSN.COM
How I found your page: Yahoo search
Aug 15, 1997 - 05:33 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I am writing in from Singapore,and
I would like to share this personal experience with you. I am not one who
would readily believe in entities of the night. But the following tale which
I am going to relate, really made me think twice. This happened about 4
years ago when I was still performing my National Service in the Army. In
the weekends, I would get a chance to come on back home, and occasionally
would hang out at my friend's place which was just three blocks away. It
was the "Seventh Lunar Month" and it's actually a chinese superstition
to believe that the gates of hell are open during this time. Thus, I chatted
with my friend till it was about 1 a.m. in the morning. Disregarding my
mom's advice to return home early, I made my way back amidst the quiet verandahs
& the empty parking lots. I thought to myself as I was walking back, that
it was silly to think that ghosts would abound in the "seven month",
as I have not seen any to prove me wrong. But something happened minutes
later that made me think otherwise. I am staying on the twelve storey, and
the elevator would open up exactly on my level. Funny thing was, my hairs
was standing on the ends the moment the lift doors opened. I could not see
anything strange or out of place, so I assumed that a slight breeze in the
wee hours of the morning might have caused this. I got out of the elevator,
and continued down the long corridor to make to it my place. Halfway through,
something compelled me to look up, and my eyes caught sight of a dark figure
standing motionless on the 13th floor behind the steel grills. She was carrying
a little white dog,and I could feel her staring at me intently,although
I could not view her face. That was enough to freak me out. I bolted all
the way home,and had some trouble sleeping through out the night. When I
awoke the next morning, I checked with my mom regarding my upstair's neighbors.
True enough,they don't possess a dog. Thanks for reading, and oh yes, ....and
the account is true, down to the very last word. Up till today, I cannot
ascertain whether that character I have encountered was human, or something
else.... Andy Sim
My name is: A typical Libran, Curious, and crazy about music and
the paranormal.
From: - andy_sim_hock_chye@acer.com.sg
How I found your page: I stumbled upon it when using the Search engines.
Aug 15, 1997 - 20:09 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was a little girl, my parents
and I lived on a farm in the country. The farm was owned by my grandfather,
and his brother my Uncle Ben, lived there untill he died. My parents kept
quarter horses. I cannot remember not ever being able to ride when I was
a child. I learned young how to feed and care for the horses. When I was
11 my father gave me a quarter horse. Her name was Stella. I would go up
to the barn and saddle her up, and ride up and down the country roads and
in the pasture next to t the barn. There was a black man named Roy that
worked for my daddy, he fed all of the live stock, and helped keep things
running at the house. One day I was riding Stella down the road about 1/2
mile from the house. I had packed a picnic, and was planning on riding up
to a neighboring pasture to pic nic and wade in a stream that was there.
I saw Roy fixing the fence at the corner where the property lines met. He
was down in the ditch next to the fence pole and was working with wire cutters,
as we had barbed wire fences. I hollered my hello at him, and directed Stella's
rein to the entrance of the pasture. She stopped dead and wouldn't move.
When I would kick her sides and pull on the reins to get her to go, she
would not. She got spooked, and started whinnying and backing up. Roy climbed
out of the ditch and onto the road. He said, "Don't yew know she won't
go up dere, while Mr. Ben is around?" I just dropped the reins around
my saddle horn and stared at Roy. HUH? Mr. Ben, he said. "He's a standing
rite up dere at the top of that hill, and that hoss won't go up dere, while
Mr. Ben is dere. Don't you see em a standing there at the top of the hill."
I looked into the pasture, and up on top of the hill, and didn't see a thing.
"Roy, there ain't nothin up there!" And I kicked Stella again
to get her to move. Roy says, "Yes'm they is, Mr. Ben is standing up
there, and that hoss ain't a gonna go up dat hill while he is dere."
"If you waits jes a minute, he will be gone, and you'se can go on up
dere." I sat there dumbfounded with cold chills running up and down
my back. Roy stood there on the road and waitied with me. He goes, "He's
gone now, you all can go on up dere now." I kicked Stella, and guided
her reins, she whinnied a bit, and went on into the pasture. I found out
in later years, that this was not the only time Uncle Ben was ever seen
on the old homeplace. My mother tells tales of cabinet doors opening and
slamming, and windows flying open in the middle of the night in the dead
of winter. She told me that there were times she would come home and find
all of the canned goods out of the pantry stacked in little rows in the
center of the floor. That old farm house burned to the groun when I was
fifteen. My family rebuilt a house there in almost the same spot where the
original homeplace stood. It also burned to the ground. One year to the
exact date that the old house burned. My family has long since sold the
land, but I believe that my Uncle Ben wanders ther still.
My name is: 26 female, from Tennessee, Nurse by trade, computer junkie
at heart.
From: - TennMist@aol.com
How I found your page: just surfed on in.
Aug 15, 1997 - 20:43 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My 14 year old cousin and her family
had just moved in an old house built in the 17th century. As far as i know
there are no storys of why the house is haunted or what haunts it..it just
is haunted. Ok well on the first night i stayed the night with her..."im
15" and we were zitting in her new bedroom,and we heard what sounded
like someone running up and down the stairs. We thought it might be her
dog,so we shrugged it off,then i realized her dog was at the foot of the
bed. This really shook us up,but we investagated anyways. When we went into
the hall too see what it was it stopped. Amanda noticed a human shadow on
the wall in the middle of the stairs,but it was shady dark so it wasnt possible
for it too be ours. On further inspection i noticed it too. The next morning
we were sitting and watching TV and it kept turning off and on by itself!
Later that day we all left too go to the lake,and on our return the front
door was standing wide open and the TV was in the front yard with the screen
smashed. That was the first and last time i have stayed witht them..they
however always have new things too report on the strange activities.
My name is: My name is Ray and i live in Tulsa OK.
From: - EvlGeNiOuS@AOL.com
How I found your page: In the AOLs webpage contest winners directory
Aug 15, 1997 - 22:03 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was about 16, my great grandmaother
had passed on in her home. She had rheumatism badly throughout her body,
which made her stay on the first floor of the townhome. After she had passed
my father bought her home and we were both working late and replacing windows
in the livingroom. My father needed a hammer from the upstairs front bedroom.
Knowing that both of my greatgrandparents died in this home did not make
me feel great about being in the dark. My father told me that the bedrooms
didn't have electricity and that I would need to turn on the hall lights.
So I made my way upstairs but the hall light was an antique and didn't lend
much light I could barely make out shadows of equipment and chairs in the
room. I yelled down to him where the hammer was and he said in the bin by
the chair. So seeing the chair and knowing how my father has a tendency
to misplace some items I go searching in the bin. Well, needless to say
there wasn't anything that felt like a hammer to me in that bin. So I stood
back up and noticed something on the chair that I had not seen before. It
was a hammer I took it down stairs and gave it to my dad. He didn't even
look at it but went to hit the nail and the hammer hit him square in the
center of his hand. He then looked down at the beat up old wooden hammer
and asked me where I got it from. I told him off of the chair. He flipped
the hammer over and looked at the initials engraved in the wood. It was
my grandpop Vincent's hammer My father told me that he always had a way
of cursing his tools so that no one would have a bit of luck when they used
it. My great grandfather, Vincent, had passed away two weeks before I was
born. So, I knew nothing of his quackiness. My dad persisted in telling
me about the history of the hammer and how he would haunt whoever would
touch it. Well my dad had scared me enough for one evening and I placed
the hammer on the staircase, determined that I would touch it no more. When
we were getting ready to leave once again my dad sends me upstairs this
time to put his tool belt in the room with the other equipment. When I get
there the chair that I was in the corner, now was in the center of the room
in the light from the hall and it had my great grandmothers cane hanging
on it. I was the only one who had been going upstairs that whole evening.
I threw my dad's belt in and began to walk hurriedly down the stairs. When
I got to the bottom, My father and I were about to turn out the light when
the entertainment center which was empty turned on and pounding from the
inside of the cabinet started. My father and I both looked at each other
and quickly left the house. The next day early in the morning father dropped
me off as he went to get breakfast. I walked in no thinking of anything
and the first thing I had noticed was the hammer was missing from the stairs.
Well, I needed to use the restroom and I had to go upstairs to the bathroom
which was located to my left. I walked in and as I walked to the door I
heard footsteps and I thought nothing of it because my dad was do back anytime.
So I opened the door and right in front of me face to face in full color
was a woman and she was beautiful. She was tall, with dark hair pale complexion
full red lips and hazel eyes, She was wearing a dark two piece dress/suit
set. I smell a strong perfume which I recognised immediately. She was my
great grandmother, but in her younger form. She looked to be about her early
to mid thirties. She smiled then disappeared. I was in shock when my dad
came back I didn't even notice him at the top of the stairs when he asked
what I was doing. I didn't tell him about her cause he would just shrug
it off. But to date in the townhome which we have since rented out to others
no body has dared to tell us of any strange goings on. My great grandparents
are very mischievious. I have other occurrances with them all through the
restoration of the townhome. they wanted us to leave it alone. Best of my
knowledge they are still there lbeam@ciena.com
My name is: I am a laser technician. I am very much a ghost lover.
From: - lbeam@ciena.com
How I found your page: I got nosie and was searching for halloween
Ideas.
Aug 18, 1997 - 02:12 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I don't believe in ghosts. But,
when I first got married my wife and I were students in Ann Arbor, Mi. We
ahd varied schedules, plus we were newly weds so sometimes we would play
tricks on each other. One afternoon, I came home from school for a fast
snack before going to work. There was no one there, but I distincly heard
someone calling my name. I thought it was my wife playing games , so I searched
the apartment. There was no one there, but I still had this feeling that
Carole was somewhere in the the house hiding. I yelled out that I had to
leave and left a second cup of coffee there for my wife who I was sure was
still hiding. When I got home that night the cup of coffee was still there.
I asked Carole why she hadn't drank her coffee I had left. She said she
had been gone all day. Not so strange, but there is a lot more. About two
weeks later, I got up early one morning to study. I suddenly looked up to
see someone walking quickly between the front door and the bedroom. I was
so sure of what I had seen that I walked into the bedroom, only to see Carole
sleeping. I thought it was strange and made a mental note of the time of
day, the open curtains, even the amount of outside light. Two weeks later
I was sitting in a chair watching TV when again I saw someone, like a white
figure, cross from the doorway to the bedroom. Again I made notes to myself
about the time of day, curtains closed, traffic outside. Over the next two
months I discovered this appearance at all times of day, curtains open or
closed (I was checking for outside reflection or headlights)or any conditions
that could be causing what I was seeing. I never told my wife about this,
by then she was pregnant and I didn't want to scare her with something I
didn't even know was real or not. One evening, while we were playing scrabble,we
both looked up to see the image waling between the door and bedroom. Instantly,
we both said "Did you see that?" Carole told me she had been seeing
it for weeks. Over the next two years, the novelty of it wore off and we
would just tell each other in passing that we had seen that "thing"
again today. Six years later, after we had moved to another palce, a friend
told us she used to like our old place and didn't mind babysitting except
that she was always afraid because she used to see something, like a man
in a sheet, walking between the front door and the bedroom.
My name is: dave prior, 2746 Kragspough ct, holland, mi..49424. I
love ghost stories
From: - kadaca@macatawa.com
How I found your page: yahoo, 'ghost' searcht
Aug 18, 1997 - 08:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hello my name is Matt. I am going
to tell you 2 things about me. First of all I would like to say that I am
a true believer of ghosts.Here is one story. One night I was spending the
night at a friends house and he told me of some strange things that was
going on in his house. things like lights and tv's going on and off and
the pictures on the wall were crooked and no one touched them. So i said
to him "I know how to do a sayance. So what we did was shout all of
the windows and shut off all the vents in the house and closed all of the
windows. then we lite a candle and I started. The first 2 times it didn't
work but the 3rd time was the charm. You know how you move something heavy
across the carpet. Well my friends tv was on his dresser and we heard the
dresser move and to this day I have no idea what it was. Also i am not a
sykick but for some reason I could predict death of children. When I heard
about these 2 sisters that disappeared from their home I said to my parents
"I bet they are going to wind up dead". So i kept listening to
the news and they said that the 2 sisters that was obducted from their home
were indeed dead. The police found them like in a river bank. For some odd
reason my predict was right. I don't know what I did but I was right. So
now when ever I hear that a child has disappeared I know if they are going
to wind up dead or not.
My name is: I am a true believer of the super natural and the para
naormal
From: - MDMAN97@aol.com
How I found your page: searching through yahoo
Aug 18, 1997 - 18:30 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was twelve my mother worked
in a craft store (owned by my aunt) one summer in downtown Blaine, WA. At
closing time, while my mother counted the till, I closed up the shop. This
meant locking the doors and shutting off all of the roomlights. The store
had once been someone's home, and there were seven tiny rooms. One night,
I was in the farthest back room and was going to shut off the light switch
when the light in that room went out. As the building is old, I thought
maybe the fuse was out, but strangely enough, the switch itself was in the
off position. Thinking my mom was playing a joke on me, I called to her
to turn the light back on. Well, the light turned on, switch and all, but
my mother hadn't done it. I didn't think much about it, shut the light off
and went back into the main room. Before we left, my mom and I did one last
check of the rooms and that back room light was on again! My mom just started
to say "why didn't you shut the light off" when the light switch
clicked off. The building was dark and I called to her to turn the light
back on, and it did, except, she hadn't moved and neither had I. The switch
did this three more times and then stopped. In the weeks to come, we were
to experience strange sounds, blinking lights and doors opening and closing
by themselves. We spoke to my aunt about this and she told us that many
years ago, before the building had become a business, an old woman had lived
there. She became depressed after her husband died and committed suicide
in the building. The building still remains, but the craft store closed
seven years ago. As I never got to know any of the later owners, I don't
know if the haunting continues.
My name is: I live in Washington and am a music major .
From: - n9682266@wwu.edu.com
How I found your page: fate...or something like that...
Aug 19, 1997 - 19:53 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I am fourteen years of age and
I have had experiences I would not wish upon any one. Usually I see demons
or angels but on this paticular night I saw niether. I was spending a week
with my Granny up in Louisville, Kentucky. My Granny has lived in the same
house for over 35 years and in this house she has lost one husband(the love
of her life) and three daughters. My dad, her only son, and my Granny are
the only survivers left of the immediate family. There is a room in the
house that is kept just for her grandchildren I often sleep there, but this
paticular night I was watching the "late late movie" and as the
night grew later and later I fell fast asleep on the couch. The last I remember
looking at the clock it was 2:30am and I woke up not more than one hour
later to a tapping on my head. The tapping was not rude or mean but gentle
and loving and as I looked up I saw my Granddaddy smiling on me. I never
met my Granddaddy but in the morning when I described the scene to my Granny
she just smiled and said. "Oh, yes I do not have a doubt that your
Granddaddy made a visit to you. He and the girls often occupy the empty
space in this house. I also have seen him in this room and I am glad you
two finally met in a formal manner." she then let out a sigh and when
I asked her what was wrong she looke me square in the eye and replied. "I
am jealous he didn't come and see me." After she said this the conersation
died and niether of us spoke for almost an hour until we resumed the conversation
with some comment about the weather. That was not our last conversation
about such things nor was it Granddaddys last visit, but it was the last
time my Granny and I ever kept quiet about any of our experiences.
My name is: I often experience strange events and phenomonons Often
they are scary , but I have learned God is on my side I try not to let it
bother me.
From: - ajbarbour@hotmail.com
How I found your page: Through my Dad
Aug 20, 1997 - 11:25 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Here's my paranormal tale to add
to your collection. The tale is about one house in particular that my family
and I lived in for a short period when I was 4 years old. When we first
moved there my parents felt very weird about the house. They felt there
was something that wasn't quite right about it. Of course, I didn't know
that then because I was so young. But we've talked about it since and they've
told their stories about the house. First of all, the house is on the outskirts
of a very small town in upstate New York. It is surrounded by woods and
is approx. 5 minutes from town. I would wake up and talk to my mother about
a little boy that I played with in the middle of the night. I used to tell
her that he would wake me up nad ask to play with me. So I would get up
and play games with him or read with him. I always asked my mother who he
was and why he was at our house so late. At first, my mother dismissed what
I was saying because I was 4 years old. She assumed it was an overactive
imagination or maybe an imaginary friend. But I continued to talk about
him almost every morning. I actually remember the little boy. I remember
playing with him on my bedroom floor. I can picture him as clear as a bell.
I was unsure as an adult if this vision of a little boy I remember was a
child that was perhaps a friend or the child of a friend that would visit
us. But my mother has told me that we had very few visitors during the short
time that we lived there so any little boy I remember could in no way have
been a real child. The little boy I see in my memory is the ghost I would
play with. My mother later became a believer in what I would say. She told
me about different strange sounds in the house that we would hear. Every
time she was doing something in her bedroom (making the bed, ironing clothes,
etc.) she would hear rustling plastic bags. When she turned around there
would be nothing there. The rustling bag noise would always come from the
closet, but there were no plastic bags in there and even if there were,
the rustling was distinct and forced, not like the sound of a 'settling'
plastic bag. We also had no pets so there wasn't a cat in the closet playing
with a plastic bag. She also told me about the sound of jingling change
that could be heard in the livingroom. We always figured it was a noise
in the pipes in the walls or something of that sort, but so many other strange
things have occured in the house that we don't think it should be dismissed
so easily. There were also some other instances of paranormal activity in
the house. My father, for instance, would walk from the dining room to the
livingroom which are seperated by a vaulted stairwell. As he passed the
stairwell we would catch a glance of an old man at the top of the stairs
staring at him. When he did a double take the man would be gone. My father
saw this man approx. 10 times total. And my older brother (who was 7 at
the time) would come in the house from outside crying on more than one occasion
claiming to have seen 'faces' or 'scary people' in the woods right around
the house. Whether these incidents should be dismissed or not is the opinion
of the reader of my story I suppose. We moved out of the house very shortly
after moving there. It wasn't because of the paranormal activity. Shortly
before moving (like a week), my father was outside by the garage which is
about 40 feet away from the house, he looked up to the small attic window
of the house. The window had been broken when we got there but was never
of concern to us because we didn't store anything in the small attic and
the only access was a wooden panel in the ceiling of the second floor of
the house. So we never used it. He saw a bat fly in the window. Immediately
after, another bat flew in the window. And after that one flew out. As he
watched he saw approx. 20 bats enter and leave. He called an exterminator
and they came a few days before we were scheduled to move. The attic was
a nesting ground for bats. They had moved in and taken up shelter there.
They estimated that the bats had been living there for a couple years. I
don't know if this has anything to do with the fact that the house was haunted,
but it seems that it was just one more really eerie thing to add on to all
the other occurances. I don't have the exact street address of the house,
but I know its location. If anyone is really interested they can e-mail
me and I'll disclose its location. It's in an area that I drive by every
once and a while. And even though I'm 18 years old now and a junior in college,
I can't help but feel spooked by the house and the fact that maybe the ghosts
that live there remember me and miss me. I find myself glancing in the woods
as I drive by in hopes to see the little boy I played with every night.
Or perhaps I'm looking for anything just so I have knowledge of the activities
in the house as an adult with a rational mind instead of a 4-yr. old child
with an active imagination.
My name is: I'm an accouting major at a small college near Albany,
NY. I enjoy lots of stuff as extracurricular activities and have just recently
become interested in the paranormal.
From: - shc2523@siena.edu
How I found your page: I searched for 'ghosts' on Yahoo!
Aug 20, 1997 - 16:57 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hey. This story happened when i
was 10 years old. Here it is. No where to lie, 3 years ago (1994) I was
at my best friends, cousins funneral. Erin's (my friend) cousin Anne who
at the time was 15 commited suicide over the fact that her parents wouldnt
let her see her boyfriend anymore. She hung herself. Anyway, 3 years ago
when we at her funeral (wake) Erin's older sister Meagan took a picture
of Me, Erin, and Mike (her younger, then 8 brother) in the funeral parlor.
We were sitting on couch. When the picture came back there was a young girl
resembling Anne behind us, who was no there when the picture was taken.
She had a noose around her neck and she was pulling it tight. Her eyes were
buldging and her hand was, uh, reaching out, her mouth was like frozen open,
in a scream. We burned the picture. I still have nightmares from that sight.
It was wierd, I mean the girl was whole but you could see through her! Like
a plastic or something. I think she changed her mind about killing herself,
but it was too late. :(
My name is: I am 13 almost 14. I truly and whole-heartedly belive.
From: - Dramatc33@aol.com
How I found your page: From the My Place Hall of fame
Aug 20, 1997 - 19:21 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Sorry man! , I don't speak much
english so...my history is in spanish Una niÒa iba con su mama y
su papa a un restaurante muy elegante, ellos se disponian a ir a comer cuando
una seÒora de unos 50 aÒos le dijo a la mama de la niÒa:Puedo
abrazar a su hija? La mama de la niÒa dijo que si, y la abrazo. La
seÒora de 50 aÒos dijo que le recordaba a una vieja amiga
de ella. Esta seÒora no dejaba en paz a la familia, le dio a la niÒa
su joyas y su telefono. Esa misma noche ya nadie recordaba el suceso, excepto
la madre , la madre llamo al telefono y le dijieron que esa seÒora
habia muerto hace 8 aÒos. La madre no se lo dijo a la niÒa
y todo se a quedado en suspenso. Y saben porque se eso? Porque yo soy el
hermano de esa niÒa...
My name is: I'm a student of secundary school. I'm a little writer
of mistery novels. I was born in Culiacan, Sinaloa. And...what can I say?
Only, I'm the best...
From: - FLUNA@MEX1.UNINET.NET.MX
How I found your page: I thought:IF it exist a christmas page, it
most be exist a halloween page
Aug 20, 1997 - 19:27 -
Ghostly experience or comment: While residing in an apartment
the was above a funeral parlor, my husband and I were visited by a ghost.
Whenever I was alone in the apartment or coming into the apartment I always
felt like someone was watching me. I always thought it was a person, not
a spirit or ghost, more like a neighborhood prankster pre-teen. Anyhow,
one night I could not sleep but instead of getting out of bed, tried to
relax and go back to sleep (we lived in the apartment approximately four
months at this point) There was a street light that shone in the bedroom
window and while looking at the "light patterns" on the wall,
I saw the "shadow" of a person. I didn't automatically panic,
I thought I was tired and seeing things, perhaps the sheer curtains. I blinked
several times, turned over a few times, kept seeing this figure drift in
and out of the window. Finally woke my husband and told him there "was
someone in our window" (By the way, second floor, there was nothing
but -space-air outside of the window) He looked up, saw the same thing I
did and told me to be quiet. He blinked several times, and I told him then
I was scared, so either trying to show me there was nothing to be afraid
of, or maybe trying to show himself, he jumped out of bed and stuck his
head out the window and "through" this figure. He stood still
for what seemed like an eternity, then calmly turned around jumped back
into bed, pulled the covers over his head and told me to go back to sleep.
I looked at the window and the figure was still there. I told my husband
that it was still there and he just murmed, from under the blankets, to
go to sleep, it was nothing. The next day, in the light of day, he told
me it felt like he stuck his head and shoulders through a bucket of ice
water. It certainly was a ghost. We moved a week later and talked to a remaining
neighbor who informed us that everybody moved from that apartment because
of the "going ons" lights being turned on and off, clanging and
banging when there was no one around, etc. We never experienced any of that
although I consistently felt like there was always someone watching me.
Looking back I don;t think it was a spirit that intended any harm, but was
curious or confused. I laugh about it sometimes, but it certainly proved
to me that there is another side
My name is: married, three children, full-time judge's clerk
From: - browne@zelacom.com
How I found your page: was actually looking for "spiritual chat"
regarding a bear dream, native american, etc.
Aug 21, 1997 - 14:01 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Well I had Two Experiences with
Ghosts. One was when I was a baby (my mother told me this story). And this
man had died in the house that we lived (which we didnt find out til later
after we moved) and some how he died. Well every morning my mother would
see this man driving by in a car. Than one day she was sleeping and he was
at the edge of the bed, watching her sleep. Than again she was sleeping
and when she woke up he was touching her face. Well my parents decided to
move to another home. She said the last time she seen him was at our new
home standing over my crib. Another time my mother-in-law and I were putting
on our make up. Than suddenly it gets really cold in the room we both turn
around (you know when you feel something behind you) and we see this man
in a black top hat with white hair, and a long cape. We just looked at each
other, we both were white as the ghost we saw.
My name is: Not much to tell
From: - FansiiFace@aol.com
How I found your page: In the Hall of Fame
Aug 21, 1997 - 18:11 -
Ghostly experience or comment: since your a believer you wont
call me nuts! one summer while vacationing on an island in N.J. I was out
with some friends we were partying and hanging out on the beach.Well I was
amazed when staring out to the ocean I was watching these green (like your
page) figures walking part of the way up the beach take a left turn go about
a block and vanish I held my tongue because I didn't want my friends to
think well he's nuts. Then to my suprise my friend started describing to
us excactly what I myself was seeing. The other guy was seeing it to. Well
afterwards I kind of disclaimed it we were drunk all had good imaginations
and so forth. The following summer while in a bookstore I picked up a book
on legends of the island. Apparently in the early 1900s a ship had wrecked
in the location of the beach that we had been at all the passengers died
and there had been something like 30 reports over the years of people seeing
the same thing I had witnessed (in front of me in print) the previos summer,
to this day it still shivers me and I have returned to the location several
times but never saw the phenomena again !
My name is: 26 yr old musician just trying to make it
From: - FESS777 please don't use my name
How I found your page: Was looking to build my own page and trying
to figure out how much stuff 2mb of space can get you and you won the contest
so I thought I'd check out your page is this all 2mb or did you link to
another screen name and utilize 10mb and can you do that?
Aug 22, 1997 - 20:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This did not happen to me but to
a friend, I not joking. A few months ago he and his wife went driving around
the back country roads of Maryland, when they came aross a old graveyard.
Since it looked peaceful and quite they got out and went to go look. They
soon found that it was an old slave graveyard. It was small, some of the
graves had collasped in on themselves, he said that you could tell that
someone had tried to keep the weeds back but gave up. Well they looked aound
for only a few minute when my freind saw something that made him feel uneasy.
On one of the graves someone or something had taken a crap, sorry about
the language, right in front of the head stone. As soon as he saw this he
got a sense that they should not be there like he was being watched he even
got cold, even though it was late spring. He got his wife and left there
as fast as he could. When he told me this story there was a tone in his
voice that made me feel that he was not kidding about this. I'm sorry that
this story has no ghosts in it but still it sent a shiver down my spine
when he told me.
My name is:
From: - jeffmack@erols.com
How I found your page: On Yahoo search
Aug 25, 1997 - 04:19 -
Ghostly experience or comment: One day when I spoke to a friend
of mine on the phone, he mentioned that a poltergeist existed at his father's
house. I believed in ghosts but somehow I never thought my friend would
tell me what he did. "Yes it's true, A few nights ago, I wasn't sleeping
with any covers on. When I woke up the following morning, I was wrapped
up in a blanket!" This really shook him up because when he went to
ask his father, step-mother, and the housekeeper if they might have placed
the covers on him, they all said, "No, why do you ask?" A day
after that he told me of a few more ghost tales in the house. "My step-mother
shouted at it to stop breaking the dishes because it scared my little brother."
"Wow! I replied." "That must have been freaky." He said,
"You better believe it, but she wasn't scared a bit." He added,
"Next thing I know I walk in my little brother's room and I look down
at the table and see a glass ashtray split in two!" Hearing this from
my friend reconfirmed my belief in spirits. For years I have been fascinated
by the supernatural and even wished to experience them firsthand. This was
the closest I have ever been.
My name is: I'm a student and firm believer in the supernatural.
I'm 23 years old and live in Los Angeles. Come to think of it, I love the
X-files!
From: - Lemrose@aol.com
How I found your page: I found your web page on aol's winner
Aug 25, 1997 - 21:24 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was about five years old,
my grandmother died. She had lived in a very old house which had been in
our family since its construction. When I first found out, I was extremely
grief-stricken, being five years old, and unable to deal effectively with
the sudden loss of my best friend, and defender. There was a room in this
house at the top of the stairs, which is called the pink bedroom, where
my grandmother had done all of her sewing. She was an excellent seamstress.
I went to this room shortly after hearing the news and threw myself on the
bed, crying. I felt a hand on my back, caressing me, as though to comfort
me. I lifted my face to see who it was... but no one was there. The touch
did not stop until I had gotten off the bed. Soon after, that room was infested
with wasps, and no one could go in the room because of them. Exterminators
were sent, but nothing helped. Three years later, when I was eight, I was
walking up those stairs and saw an amorphous black figure at the top of
the stairs. I didn't know what it was, but it frightened me, and I had chills
something awful. A few years later, I told my mother about the figure, and
she said that she, too, had seen it as a child. We now believe that the
ghost was my grandmother's grandmother, who was very close to her, and who
was the last person to sleep (and to die) in the pink bedroom. It is believed
that she sent the wasps so that no one could come into that room and destroy
the spirit of the memory of my grandmother.
My name is: I'm a 16 year old that is very interested (and terribly
frightened) of the paranormal.
From: - fairyvixen@worldnet.att.net
How I found your page: A friend sent me the URL
Aug 26, 1997 - 01:07 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I live in Utah and a few years
ago i was at work at a restraunt in a local town and every one there heard
that there are ghosts there but have never seen them. But one day as i was
working i was clearing off a few tables and as i was i felt a very cold
breeze coming down along the boths from were i was working and as i went
to take the dishes back i noticed a very faint person walking to go out
side and the doors opened and all that and i had no idea if this person
had paid or not so i asked the hostess and she said what people and i said
the one that just left and she looed at me like i was crazy and said there
hasnt been any one up here for 30 mins. I looked out side and on a bench
out side of the restraunt was the same person and i told the host that person
because i didnt want to feel like i was crazy and she said what person and
i said the one sitting on the bench. She didnt see anyone on the bench and
i got a close look at the person on the bench and described it to my manager
an she pulled out a picture and asked did it look like her and i said ya
it was an older woman and she said i was the only one to ever see this other
than her i guess it was her grandma that owned the restraunt befor she inherited
it i feel it was very odd because i saw it and she saw it but the hostess
did not see it.
My name is: i worked in a restraunt for 7 years now work in retail
From: - SIN2001@aol.com
How I found your page: found it through my brother
Aug 26, 1997 - 18:20 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My mother-in-law grew up in Waycross,
Ga, during the 1930's and 40's. Her family was large and lived in an old
"cracker" style house, so common in the southeast. The haunting
of their house is so unusual because her father was a Baptist minister,
but they lived with the entity/entities for many years. The ghost or ghosts
were not shy, and almost every evening a hovering light would appear in
the living room and float to the same corner only to disappear. There were
rumors that there was a buried treasure, probably hidden from the Yankees
during the Civil War. When the family sat on the front porch, a rocking
chair would rock by itself. At night when everyone had gone to bed, sounds
could be heard coming from the kitchen; bacon frying, pans banging, footsteps
moving around the room. There was never any feeling of dread from this haunting,
and the family lived with it. Many years ago, the house was torn down to
make way for a new school. Maybe the ghost has moved on, or found a new
place to haunt?
My name is: Always avidly interested in the paranormal. Have to laugh
at some of the grammar/spelling of some of these offerings! (don't tell
them I said so)
From: - dpage@ilnk.com
How I found your page: websurfing
Aug 27, 1997 - 09:19 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hi, I do believe in ghost.I would
rather call them spirits. I believe that these appearances are not the departed
dead, but are demon spirits. Jesus said of those who have died that it was
impossible for them to come here. However just as everyone has an angel
they also have a demon. The demons are known as familer spirits. That is
why when someone who says they contact the dead the one contacted knows
things about that per- son that only that person would know. It is a great
deception that is designed to keep people from coming to the knowledge of
who God is. A demon dos'nt care what a person believes as long as they do'nt
realize what they (the demons) are really doing.
My name is: http://www.asb.com/usr/gator check out my site.
From: - aarthur@unix.asb.com
How I found your page: aol trial offer
Aug 28, 1997 - 19:10 -
Ghostly experience or comment: WHEN I WAS 13 I WAS OVER AT MY
NEIGHBORS HOUSE. WE WERE IN HER BACK YARD JUMPING ON HER TRAMPOLINE. IT
WAS ABOUT 10 OR 11 IN THE NIGHT AND IT WAS REALLY CLOUDY OUT. WE WERE GETTING
PRETT SICK OF JUMPING SO WE DEDCIDED TO JUST SIT DOWN. I DONT REALLY REMEMBER
WHAT WE WERE TALKING ABOUT BUT I REMEMBER LOOKING ACROSS THE POND IN HER
BACK YARD AND SEEING THIS BIG WHITE CLOUD LIKE THING FLOATING OVER THE POND.
I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST FOG AND DECIDED TO FORGET ABOUT IT. ABOUT FIVE MINUTES
I LOOKED BACK OVER AT THE POND AND IT WAS GONE. AFTER ABOUT A HALF AND HOUR
WENT BY WE DECIDED TO JUMP AGAIN. ALL OF THE SUDDEN MY FRIEND STOPPED JUMPING
AND POINTED ACROSS THE POND. I LOOKED TO WERE SHE WAS POINTING AND IT WAS
THE SAME WHITE CLOUD THAT I HAD SEEN BEFORE, BUT THIS TIME IT WAS FLOATING
ACROSS THE POND. AS IT GOT CLOSER AND CLOSER YOU COULD SEE A GREENISH GLOW
AROUND THE OUTSIDE. WE DECIDED TO GO UP ON THE DECK JUST TO BE SAFE. WHEN
WE GOT UP TO THE DECK THE CLOUD WAS STILL THERE AND IT WAS GETTING CLOSER
TO THE LAND. MY FRIEND WANTED TO GO INSIDE BUT I TALKED HER INTO STAYING
OUT. AS THE IT REACHED THE LAND IT STARTED TO STINK. IT KINDA SMELT LIKE
SOMETHING WAS BURNING . ABOUT FIVE MINUTES LATER IT DISAPPEARED AND WE WENT
INSIDE.
My name is: I like to be scared
From: - Duckidoo84
How I found your page: I was looking for other web pages like this
Aug 29, 1997 - 19:35 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Shortly after moving into my husband's
house 13 years ago, I began to hear footsteps walking through the house
and saw a young, blond haired man several times. I didn't talk about these
experiences in front of my children because I didn't want to scare them
and frankly, I wondered about my own sanity. Several months later, my oldest
son who was 5 years old at the time and did not live with me, came for an
overnight visit. He woke up in the middle of the night and saw this blond
headed figure sitting on his bed. Needless to say, he was terrified! He
didn't yell for me ,. Instead, he pulled the covers up over his head and
waited until daylight and then walked to my parent's house and told my mother
what had happened. She was already aware of some of the things that I had
seen and heard so reassured him that everything was going to be okay and
then called and told me what had happened. This was just one example of
many things that happened to me and my family in this house.
My name is: 35 year old female
From: - kay14@juno.com
How I found your page: surfing the net
Aug 29, 1997 - 22:51 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I work in a building in Ely, Nevada
that was built in 1989 and served as a courthouse, hospital and care center
in its time, its presently being used as a couthouse annex. We are mostly
alone at night except when Hank our ghost is about, usually in the fall
and winter. Hank likes to walk up and down the upstairs hall and run down
the stairs. One night I was working late as was a friend in the upstairs.
She called me and asked if I was playing on the stairs, I told her no and
met her at the stairs. There was no one in the building or on the stairs
but we both heared someone on the stairs. Another night when I was working
late I heard someone come in the front door and run up the stairs, I was
getting ready to leave to I called the DA'S office upstairs and ask them
if they wanted me to leave the door open for their client. This was when
they informed me that no one was upstairs but they had heard someone come
up the stairs, the building was empty except for us. I believe the worsed
experence I had was one evening when I was alone in the buliding. I was
working on my computer when I felt someone standing at my door. I looked
up and seen a man their reflected in my window. When I looked in the hall
their was no one and all of the doors were locked. Everyone that works in
this building has experenced some kind of ghostly experience, Hank likes
to play in the bathroom and loves to turn computers on and off. He is the
one most people experence, however, the ghost of a child has been seen upstairs
and the a women has been seen and her perfume smelled on the newer part
of the building (built in 1912).
My name is: I work as a substance abuse counselor and have lived
in a small mining town of Ruth Nevada all of my life.
From: - mary@idsely. com
How I found your page: on the net
Sep 1, 1997 - 00:35 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Two stories: The first experience
that happened I was about 15 my stepfather had passed away in March of that
year about 6 months after his passing we moved and as usuall unpacked and
started to put things away, well my stepdad loved the piano so we had a
picture of him and my stepsister on the piano. One evening after we all
went to bed I heard something playing with the piano keys, I ran into the
hall and met my Mother there she too had heard the noise, we checked the
piano and found the keys were covered. We looked at each other and didn't
say anything and went back to bed. 10 minutes go by and again the keys are
playing noise, again we ran into the living room this time to find the pictures
of my stepdad and stepsister face down, we stood them back up and left about
an hour goes by when again the piano keys are playing, so again we went
to see what it was this time . We found my stepdads picture still standing
while her picture was on the floor. So we put her picture away till morning
and had no more trouble the rest of the night. It turned out that before
he died he had an arguement with her and never resolved it. The second story
just happened in Feb of this year. My husband was in the hospital dying
of cancer, he was unconsise and it was just a matter of time, our oldest
daughter was waitng in the visiting room and was falling asleep, long days
for all of us, she woke up with a start and as she looked up she saw her
father standing in the doorway looking at her. She didn't know what to say,
he smiled and turned to leave and then was gone.She said he looked as healthy
as everyone else. She felt calm knowing he was ok. it was about an hour
later he passed on. Our daughter said it was his way of saying I'll be watching
over you.
My name is: widowed 40 two daughters works hard to keep family together
has had other sightings in family too sometimes feels things ready to happen.
That's all.
From: - LadyTKG@aol.com
How I found your page: just surfing around
Sep 1, 1997 - 15:02 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This isnt really a ghost story
but one day at my school, we were having confessions for alter servers.
Other students had already gone so we were next. I got in line and waited.
Another person was sittin nx o e. It was one of my friends. We talked and
then after a while it was my turn. As I was about to walk in, an incredible
force came over me and held me back. I was stunned for a second and then
I looked around. Nothing was around me so I tried again. Then I heard this
loud voice inside of me that said 'Dont!'. I let my friend go in front of
me. As I sat down, I watched him go in with no problem. He was in there
for a long time. Him and his parents got along real well with this priest.
I did too. He came out after twenty minutes and asked him what took so long.
He said that they were going to out to dinner later tonight. That night,
they were in a car accident and my friend was killed.
My name is: Im 15 now. This happened 3 years ago.
From: -
How I found your page: Yahoo
Sep 1, 1997 - 23:07 -
Ghostly experience or comment: ONce we had bought a house that
was about 7 years old. WE had no idia of any deaths in the house or that
it was haunted, but first thing when we moved into the house we found that
our cat's and our dog refused to go down in the basement. They would just
stand there looking down the stairs. The next thing shocked us all. My mother
was sitting at the kitchen table and no one else was home. Important note
:The basement door had those old fasioned handles not the round ones. She
was sitting there and the basement door handle began to move. She called
out my name and my father thinking it was one of us, but as I said before
no one was home. After she called out the handle quickly moved back into
it's resting place. Another experience that happened quite a few times,
was that the basement door would creek open and slam again. This happened
many times different nights. Let me tell you there was no open windows to
blow the door closed and the door was ALWAYS kept closed. There were no
more experances to account for, but one day while conversating with a neighbor
about our experances they told us that an old lady had lived in that basement
and there she had died. To this day we believe it was the ghost of that
lady that haunted the basement.
My name is: E-mail me anything you want to know
From: - ladyclan@mgl.ca
How I found your page: Found a link in Halloween.com
Sep 2, 1997 - 18:00 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I WAS ELEVEN WHEN MY FATHER PASSED
AWAY. I WAS A DADDY'S GIRL SO I REALLY TOOK IT HARD. I CRIED AND CRIED AND
KEPT ASKING GOD WHY HE TOOK MY FATHER AWAY.MY MOTHER WAS NOT THERE, MY FATHER
HAD REMARRIED. OF COURSE I HAD A WICKED STEPMOTHER. IT WAS THE ABSOLUTE
WORST TIME OF MY LIFE. TWO DAYS AFTER WE BURIED HIM HE CAME TO VISIT ME,
IT WAS NOT A DREAM. I WAS WIDE AWAKE AND HAD GONE INTO THE KITCHEN TO GET
SOMETHING TO DRINK AND THERE HE WAS SITTING AT THE KITCHEN TABLE. I SAT
ON HIS KNEE AND HE TALKED TO ME FOR A LONG TIME AND TOLD TO ALWAYS REMEMBER
THE THINGS HE HAD TAUGHT ME. AND TO BE STRONG.HE NEVER VISITED ME AGAIN,
BUT I STILL REMEMBER IT LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY. I HAD ANOTHER EXPERIENCE
WHEN MY HUSBAND DIED BUT THAT IS ANOTHER STORY FOR ANOTHER TIME.
My name is: SELF EMPLOYED,40ISH,AMERICAN INDIAN,LOVE THE WATER AND
CRUISING ON LGE MEGA SHIPS.
From: - Kayla117@AOL.COM
How I found your page: SURFING
Sep 3, 1997 - 10:48 -
Ghostly experience or comment: this happened halloween night in
1990. my father had been dead for some time and for some reason he decided
to play tricks on me that night. i was putting on my make up to go out and
the channels on the tv started changing. at first i thought it was the cat
but he was no where near the remote. i changed the channel back to what
i was watching and soon the channels started changing again. i was getting
mad at this so i said, "dad, stop doing that" and all of a sudden
it stopped and it didnt do it again. also later that night i was walking
down the hall and i saw a white figure pass through the wall and dissapear.
to this day my cat will go to that spot on the wall paw and meaow at it.
My name is: not much to know....
From: - ladysoth@hotmail.com
How I found your page: looked up halloween and found yer page from
another page
Sep 5, 1997 - 00:08 -
Ghostly experience or comment: It happened at 3 am one morning
while I was working on my computer. I heard a click, like someone had opened
a sliding door, I looked up and saw my step mothers sister walking outside
by the pool area. I thought that was kind of strange that she would be up
so late. I saw her turn off the pool lights and all got dark. I waited to
hear the click again, for her to come in. I didn't hear anything. I got
up thinking wow...where did see go! Then I thought how could she have opened
the door without the alarm going on. Anyways to make a long story short..
I went back to bed. In the morning I asked her about the incident. She said
she was never out there.. That the person I probably saw was her deseased
twin sister.. I never knew she had a twin sister.... her sister had passed
away 10 years ago from cancer...she showed me a picture of her....and it
was her, her sister that I saw. The only differance betwwen her and her
sister was the hair color... and that person I saw outside had dark hair
like the one in the picture!
My name is: I used to be an athiest until my experience last year.
From: - ssissy@aol.com
How I found your page: my place...hall of fame
Sep 6, 1997 - 02:27 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This is a true story, told to me,
that happened to my brother, who lives near Claremont, NC. He and some of
his buddies frequently go camping on the weekends, not at a 'camp ground'
but somewhere out in 'no man's land' in the woods, some 5 miles off any
main roads and away from civilization as we know it!! They had been camping
on the Sat and Sun nights before Labor Day but all of the guys packed up
and took their tents and stuff home on Mon morning, because they had to
work on Tues, all except for my brother. He left all his stuff thinking
he might camp one more night, but came on in to town that day with the intention
of going back that night. It had stormed a little on that Mon therefore
by the time a was on his way back to the camp sight the fog had set in,
very thick, and is was almost dark. As he drives his S-10 truck through
the woods, and the thick fog, he notices that there didn't seem to be anybody
still camping in any parts of the area, at all. So he's thinking....'this
is kinda spooky', however, he finally reaches his site, with his tent, chairs,
lantern and all the camping stuff still there. When he sees that all his
stuff is wet, and that the fog, so thick, looked like a perfect setting
for a horror movie, he thinks maybe he should just go home. After pondering
for a minute, he decides to stay and just go home in the morning, after
all, he carries a gun when he camps, he had plenty of 'ammo' and thought
'oh well'!! After deciding to build a fire, he hangs his lit lantern on
a tree limb, and with gun in one hand and flashlight in other, he goes looking
for some wood. While looking for wood, he looks around for any signs of
other campers, but still nothing.He goes to a nearby creek, bends down,
puts his gun and flashlight down so he could pick up some wood he had seen
lying there earlier. After picking up the wood, and getting dirt & mud on
his hands, he steps down to the creek to wash his hands. He said the wind
was blowing slightly, due to the storm, but only enough to barely move his
hair and tree leaves, there was silence and fog in the air. Then suddenly,
he hears a child laugh........he realizes that the sound could not have
been an animal, it was not an animal sound....he immediately stands up,
and shines the light all around to check it out, but doesn't see anything.
As he is starting to get scared, he shines the light down the creek, only
to see, standing in the middle of the creek, on some rocks, was a little
girl that looked to be about 5 or 6 yrs., with shoulder length brown hair,
pulled back behind one ear, lt blue p.j.'s on and barefoot, staring into
the water. Her hair nor her clothes were moving from the breeze. At this
point he was nearly terrified, he could tell that it was not a real person
standing there. So he grabs the gun, runs to the truck, hops in starts it
up and takes off, into the fog, as fast as he can...leaving everything behind.
As goes barrelling down the path, scared to death, only to pass her again,
walking on the side of the road/path, just looking down & swinging her arms.
At this point, he's forgot who he even is and starts to cry. (And let me
tell ya, my brother is no wimp, at 6'2" & 190lbs there's not a lot
he's afraid of, except ghosts!!!) He steps on the gas, gets out of the woods,
but was so shook up that he could not make it home, which was about 45-60
min away, so he stops at a friends house on the way. When the friend opens
the door, his eyes got big and he actually says...'Dude, what's wrong with
you, you look like you've seen a ghost!!' My brother proceeds to tell his
story only for the friend to tell him that what he saw was common, and that
'there are ghosts all over that mountain, has been for years!!!' My brother
left everything he had back at the campsite, including his wallet, but did
not go back to get it until the next day......at 3:00 in the afternoon!!!!.
P.S. And when he got back, his lantern was setting in front of his tent!!!
My name is:
From: - www.jgarner@citynet.com
How I found your page: just broused through the 'ghost' section of
the web
Sep 6, 1997 - 17:15 -
Ghostly experience or comment: On Passover last year, some freaky
things were happening at my house. I don't automatically assume that these
happenings were due to ghosts, but I'm open minded and don't really have
a strong opinion of what caused these things. Well, here they are. I was
home alone and I was playing Heretic on my computer. I had to go to the
bathroom, so I paused my game and went to the bathroom. When I was in the
bathroom, I heard a crash from what sounded like my living room (where my
computer was). I finished my business and went to see what went on. The
first thing that I noticed was that somehow my game had been unpaused and
I had a game over. It made me mad. Then I noticed that my computer-desk-drawers
were all open. I couldn't have left them open, because it's practically
impossible to play on the computer with the drawers open. I decided I'd
look around the house. The first thing I did was go get my Ruger 10-22.
I checked the clip. I had 4 bullets left. I left my bedroom, assuming that
nothing could be in there. When I left, the door shut on its own. I figured
that was no big deal. Maybe our house was on a slant. I went into the kitchen.
Didn't see anything. Then I heard my bedroom door creak. Freaked out, I
went and checked. My bedroom door was now open. I checked my window. It
was closed. I got closer to make sure it was locked. Something or someone
pushed me into my window! It broke, and I was freaked out. And for some
reason, the glass didnt make me bleed. I looked back, and I could still
swear that I saw a boy about my age running towards the door. I went and
checked my house. All the doors and windows were locked, and there was no
way anyone could have gotten in. It gives me the chills just remembering
it. Needless to say, I didn't sleep much that night. Neither did my 22.
When I finally did fall asleep, it wasn't for long. I woke up to find my
22 was out of bullets!?!? I still can't figure it out.
My name is: I'm an open-minded 16-year-old. I'm very independent,
and my dad's often on trips, so I have to take care of myself a lot of times.
From: - Mackn2day@aol.com
How I found your page: Hall of Fame
Sep 9, 1997 - 13:39 -
Ghostly experience or comment: It was the first week of September
in 1993 up in Chisholm, MN and we'd just moved back into the house that
had been ours for quite sometime.My mom and my younger brother, Brian had
gone back down to Kettle River,MN to get some more of our stuff and I stayed
behind to watch the house. The first two nights that I stayed there, nothing
happened but the third night something occured that I have never forgotten.Well,
I got home at about 9PM that evening after being out with some friends of
mine and I went upstairs to go to bed.I was slowly drifting off to sleep
when I heard a noise like somebody was walking up from the basement. Slowly,I
got up wondering what in the world was going on and went downstairs.Calling
out,I asked who was there.No answer was forthcoming.I called out again but
still no answer.Just as I was about to call out again for the third and
final time(before I dismissed the walking noises as part of my active imagination),I
heard the footsteps again but this time they coming from upstairs!That did
it!Before you could say the word "BOO" I was out of the house
an d down the street.Needless to say,I spent the night at a friends' house.To
this day,I have never found out who or what had made the noises.Fine'
My name is: My name is Gary Dupuis from St. Cloud, MN
From: - gary_dupuis@hotmail.com
How I found your page: By looking for it(the supernatural fascinates
me)
Sep 9, 1997 - 14:28 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I would like to tell you about
another supernatural experiance that happened four years ago today.It was
my twenty-first birthday and I had just gotten home. It was nighttime and
the house was dark inside(there was no electricity in the house yet).My
younger brother, Brian and four of his buddies were in the house and they
were bragging that they'd had a seance and had called out a ghost. I told
him he was full of it but he insisted.When I told him to prove it, he took
the flashlight he held in his hands(there was only one flashlight between
the six of us)and turned it upside down so that the light was pointed towards
the floor. In a loud voice, he told the spirit in the house to turn off
the flashlight(keep in mind that his fingers were nowhere near the on/off
switch).The next thing we all knew,the flashlight went out and then came
back on two seconds later. Needless to say, I was a bit curious as to how
he did pulled that stunt but just as I was about to ask him, he started
shining the flashlight around.We were all gathered in the living room and
there's a staircase going up to the upstairs and when the light went over
in that direction,I saw the silhouette of a dark figure sitting near the
top of the stairs. That freaked us all out!Scared out of our minds, we booked
it outside and stood there, catching our breath. Suddenly,Brian,flashed
the light up into the left upstairs window. For about a second or so, we
saw something up in the bedroom as it tried to get out of the light.Taking
off, we ran down the street, trying put as much distance between us and
the house as we possible could. I am totally convinced that what I saw in
the house and what I experianced in that house was very much supernatural.
My name is: same guy as in the above story about the same house
From: - gary_dupuis@hotmail.com
How I found your page: Actually,I found it thru Webcrawler
Sep 9, 1997 - 19:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My great grand-mother had a favorite
rocking chair that she would rock in all of the time. In the 1970's, she
passed away and my mother inherited the chair. At night when my dad and
mom would sit up and watch the T.V., the chair would rock on its own. This
never bothered either of them because they knew it was great-grandma. Years
went on and the paint started to chip on it so my dad stripped the paint
off it and varnished it. After that the chair never rocked again.
My name is: Freshmen at college
From: - Mdappel@REX.SMUMN.EDU
How I found your page: I was searching for hauntings
Sep 9, 1997 - 21:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I live alone and have ever since
Jeremiah, my husband died in 1956. He wore slippers,plaid slippers with
that little bit of stuffing sticking out of the side. Funny man, used to
drink his tea with apple juice. Anyway one night\ Peaches and Treacle (my
two tabby cats) and I were fixing a cup of Potswanny soup one night when
I said "Lo and Behold" This struck me as odd because I have no
Idea what that means but for good measure I said it again. There in my Potswanni
Tea was Jeremiahs fat face. I tried saying Lo and Behold backwards but it
didn't have the same effect. None the less I never drank tea again.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page:
Sep 10, 1997 - 14:10 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My name is Donna and I used to
work at Burger King. When I turned around from the fryer I suddenly heard
flame roars, like a flame thrower. I turned to look and all I saw was FIRE!!
I ran screaming and praying to GOD not to let me die, and then the fire
stopped. Another incident was when I watched the fryers turn themselves
on. So, if your curious about what just happened go work for Burger King
in: ???? Cassopolis St. Elkhart, IN 46514 OR Talk to Donna at: McDonalds
2808 Cassopolis St. Elkhart, IN 46514
My name is: Please Call (219) 264-5441
From: - Please Call (219) 264-5441
How I found your page: Just fooling around.
Sep 10, 1997 - 23:45 -
Ghostly experience or comment: We constantly have unexplained
things happen in our home. Our home is only 10 years old and no one has
passed away here. One evening my 12 year old son came out of his room because
a toy hit him in the back. It was on a dresser about 5 feet away and while
his back was turned it hit him and fell to the floor. Shortly after that
a dried flower wreath above the head of my bed had been moved down about
a foot on the wall. I noticed it right away because it looked so tacky :-)
I would never have put it there ! I thought my husband was playing a joke
on me and the kids were too small to reach it. I moved it back and there
it's stayed, so far. Several years ago right after we were married, we had
a really cool cat named Thomas. We always put him out at night. My husband
heard him kneeding and scratching the carpet in our room and woke me up
to ask me why I didn't put the cat out.I told him I did. The next morning
on his way to work my husband saw Thomas had been hit and killed by a car
a block away from our home :-( What did hear that night ? Like I said, we
are always having "funny" little things happen to us. It makes
life interesting.
My name is: married, 3 kids, adoptive and foster parent
From: - CWalton707@aol.com
How I found your page: AOL's contest winners
Sep 11, 1997 - 07:51 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This is a story about two friends
of mine. Two girls. The two girls had heared that if they go into a bath-
room at night when they are alone in the house, lock the door, turn off
the lights and say the name Lucifer out loud, they would see Lucifer's face
in the mirror. They wanted to try this (it sounded exciting), and so they
did. Line was home alone one night, so Trude came over, so they could try
it out. The next day, they were found dead (unknown cause) on threshold
to the bathroom. No one have ever managed to explain (not by medicine nor
by logic) these deaths. Their friends heared the two talking about spiritism
and other mysical stuff the days before their deaths, so there has been
speculations about supernatural powers in this case. Maybe there is a Satan?
My name is: 22 years old male. Student at Molde Collage, Norway (informatics),
Horror-fan.
From: - Helge.C.Norvang@himolde.no
How I found your page: Searced for ghosts in Yahoo!!
Sep 11, 1997 - 20:27 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My mother was very sick and I nursed
her on and off for five years. Finally one night, about two years ago, it
was time for her to die and she spent hours in a long conversation with
God (or whoever was working at the pearly gates that night) about her entry,
reviewing her history, and arguing wasn't it time for her to be admitted
yet. I felt like I was over listening to one side of a very long telephone
conversation. Later that night she died in my arms. The next day was spent
with family and friends and when I went to sleep that night I slept on the
couch right next to the bed she died in. Early in the morning, around the
time she had died the night before, I was awoken by the feeling that I was
being given some wonderful gift. I woke up saying "Thank you",
feeling "thank you" very strongly in my heart, a strong feeling
of gratitude and a tingly feeling all over as if I was feeling the presence
of a spirit. I will always wonder just what it was she gave me. Have any
ideas?
My name is: I am a 44 year old Buddhist housewife, mother of two.
From: - Cityfeli@aol.com
How I found your page: AOL had a "best pages" thing where
this page was mentioned.
Sep 11, 1997 - 20:32 -
Ghostly experience or comment: If you want terror try New England.
I have worked and lived at two hotels , one being the Mount Washington resort
in New Hampshire . that place is loaded. I was cleaning the Ballroom one
night after the dance and was all alone to finish up. the lights were pretty
much off but one set so I could pull the candles off the tables. As I grabbed
the last four candles I looked at the dance floor kinda dreaming and then
went to put the candles away in the serving area as I returned to turn out
the lights and go to my room I realized a rocker was in the middle of the
dance floor that wasn't there before .Okay I thought someone is being funny
but it started rocking all by its self . I ran out of the room and refused
to go back and turn the lights off My boss was not surprised and told me
to never tell the guests of the experience. I later found out that alot
of things have happened to the employees of the Mount Washigton ..If you
don't believe me go talk to the old employees as long as the boss isn't
around they will tell you......
My name is: 31,Mother ,wife,Firm believer in spirits
From: - Nieketa@Aol.com
How I found your page: Scanning around
Sep 11, 1997 - 22:27 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Its not much of a story. But when
I was about twelve years old I lived with my Mother in a town house apartment
in Tulsa Oklahoma. I was all alone one nite because my Mother use to work
at a motel ,she worked the late shift you know 10 pm-8 am so I was all alone
there. But anyway I was sitting in my room on my bed watching television
getting ready to go to sleep (sleeping with the television on) the bathroom
light was on, the bathroom was right next to my room. Thats when I seen
it the ghost or apperition, it was really a shadow on the floor. The shadow
was in human form the waist to the head was all i seen it didn't move at
all. Take note I couldn't see right into the bathroom all I could see was
the light coming from it, and I couldn't see the figure just the shadow
on the floor that was coming from it. So like I said I was watching television
getting ready to go to sleep I saw it, I froze there stunned being a kid
all alone not knowing what to do I called my sister on the phone and told
her what i was seeing. I asked her to come over but told me she couldn't
it was to late (it was around midnite or later) she wouldn't come over.
She said I was just seeing things Shadows from outside or just my imagination,
no way there was no curtains open in any room (it was a two story Town house
apartment three bedrooms up stairs and the big bathroom upstairs right next
to my room, and one bathe room down stairs) no way for any light to cause
shadows like that especially in a bath room with no window. Well anyway
my sister would not come over, to help me, she told me to close and lock
the bed room door she said she would stay on the phone while I did that.
So I got up out of bed real slow and quiet it was like time had stopped
except me moving, the shadow was still there not moving at all just standing
in light. I got to the door I shut it and locked it and ran back to the
bed. I got back on the phone with my sister, she told me to go to sleep
now and call her if anything happens, we hung up I sat there in bed with
a baseball bat ready to use it. If that didn't help i could jump out the
window, I know two stories up but the me and some other kids use to hang
outside of windows and just drop so I knew I could do it, we were dare devils,
but this was something I never seen before. One other bad thing was I couldn't
goto the bathroom even the one down stairs because I had to go right by
the big bathroom and I was not going to do that so I had to use a pepsi
can. But I finally fell asleep waking to the sound of pounding on the door
of my mother trying to wake me up the next morning , scared the hell out
of me. I told her what had happed to me to my disbelief she believed me
because when she was alittle girl she had seen ghosts to. But after that
happened when my mother worked at nights I slept down stairs on the couch
more places to run outside. I couldn't even go up stairs at nite before
my Mother checked things out first and turned on all the lights first then
I would venture upstairs carefully. Never seen it again,but to this day
I am married now with my own kids when I goto bed and turn out all the lights
I feel a pressense sometimes maybe its paranoya (cant spell sometimes especially
talking about this) don't know what it is but do feel something there. Well
thats the story and the truth. Thanx for listening. jerry
My name is: just an average guy
From: - jami@midusa.net
How I found your page:
Sep 14, 1997 - 02:47 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hello, My name is Jonathan Dobson
of the BERMUDA SOCIETY FOR PARANORMAL RESEARCH.I conduct investigations
and write articles for numerous publications regarding the paranormal. I
am interested in acquiring more information regarding the CRYING BOY PORTRAIT-
A highly publicised case on the UK regarding a painting that was haunted...Omen
of some sort, every place the picture was hung in (house/apt) the place
burned to the ground....never destroying the portrait. This was news some
years ago......but I'd like more info on the story. I would appreciate any
data you could provide me with regarding this case. Best wishes, Jonathan
Dobson B.S.P.R.
My name is: I am the President of the BERMUDA SOCIETY FOR PARANORMAL
RESEARCH.
From: - JDobson@ibl.bm
How I found your page: Yahoo
Sep 14, 1997 - 03:11 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was 8 years old I was sitting
in the living room of our house in rural California on an infrequently used
road. My mother was in the kitchen frying chicken for dinner. She yelled
at me to answer the front door. The door was glass paneled and looked out
to the rod. I got up to answer even though I couldn't see anyone there.
I told her no one was there and sat down and began reading again. She asked
me again to please answer whoever was knocking at the door. This time I
even went outside and looked to see if anyone was there. Again no one visible
was anywhere near. About two hours later a Western Union delivery man (this
happened 40 years ago) pulled up to our house to deliver to my mother a
notice that her father who lived over 2,000 miles from us had committed
suicide at the same time she kept sending me to answer the knocks at the
front door.
My name is: 50+ year old grandmother employed FT @ a hospital
From: - Wubba@webtv.net
How I found your page: Looking for interesting things on the Web
Sep 14, 1997 - 16:47 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was about 6 years old, my
parents and I had just moved from Wyoming to Longview, Washington. We moved
into a little 2 bedroom duplex. One evening I was laying in my bed trying
to go to sleep. I was lying on my stomach with both hands folded together
underneath my pillow, when I felt someone try to pull my hands. It felt
as if this "someone" was trying to tug me under the bed. I was
so frightened, that I pulled my hands out and just froze. I didnt jump up
or scream for my parents. For some reason, I never did tell my parents about
this until years later when the subject of ghosts came up. My mother said
that an elderly man had hung himself in the room (i dont know how because
there was no place for him to do it but thats beside the point.) Apparently
he was grief stricken at the death of his wife. I thanked my mom for not
telling me this and for giving me that room. Mike Johnson
My name is: 25 yrs young. Software support tech
From: - mjohnson@vcd.hp.com
How I found your page: Yahoo search. I had an itch to read some ghost
stories! great page
Sep 14, 1997 - 17:31 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Well...last year..My whole family
heard a loud crash in the atic. We all ran to the opening where we could
get up there. My dad opened it up and we all felt a cold chill come at us.
Like a gust of wind. But it was the middle of summer. My dad went into the
attic and it was really hot and stuffy..then my dog started barking at the
couch and watched something go up the stairs and the front door blew open..we
ran outside...but there wasn't even any wind. We didn't see anything my
dog could be barking at..cause she is a really quiet dog.
My name is: My name is Jonathan- I'm 12 go to OMMN
From: - LiddleMan1@aol.com
How I found your page: You one a contest
Sep 16, 1997 - 19:46 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This story happened to my grandparents
after their 10 year old son, Clyde, had died due to falling into a molasses
makeing machine. Every-one beleived he was god's child because he predicted
his own death and could recite any verse in the bible not even knowing how
to read. So the day he died he fell into the machine (I have no idea what
a molasses machine looks like so please bear with me here.) Whatever it
was, it was a sharp metal object that went all the way through his head.
He was already dead but they still drove over 25 miles on a dirt road to
get him to the hospital. Within the next few days his funeral was held and
he was buried. For the next few weeks my grandparents kept experiencing
strange phenomena in their bedroom. There were a door at the edge of their
bed and every night it would mysteriously unlock, open and begin banging
the end of their bed. So they would get up close it and lock it, but it
kept happening until one night my grandmother got down on her knees and
prayed as hard as she could. That night when she went to sleep she had a
very soothing dream. Her and my grandfather were sitting on the bank of
the lake fishing when from a distance she saw a man in a long white robe
walking on the surface of the water but his face was hidden in a thick white
haze. As the man got closer they saw their son walking hand in hand with
the man. They walked to my grandparents then their son patted my grandmother's
head and told her "Don't worry mommy, everything is okay. Don't worry."
Then he and the man which we beleive is god walked back across the surface
of the water and disappeared in the mist. That morning she felt complete
relief of all that had happened. After that the door never came open again
and both my grandparents felt serene once again.
My name is: I am an 18 year old girl and I live in Kentucky. I love
telling ghost stories but even better I love hearing them. This page is
really interesting.
From: - sherrulz@rocketmail.com
How I found your page: surfing the net
Sep 17, 1997 - 00:16 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have always been a true beleiver
in ghost for as long as I can remember, but for reasons I dont know of.
I was with my girlfriend at her girlfriends house and we started talking
about ghosts. She has always said that her house was haunted. She would
hear footsteps downstairs when no one else was up, and find things missing
or misplaced, like the toothpaste in the basement and the laundry sop in
the bedroom. At this time, her new boyfriend protested this and exclimed
that there was no such things as ghosts. At that very minute, the chandeleir
lights above us in the dining rooms flickered on and off, 4 -5 times, while
no other lights in the house were affected. Needless to say, her boyfriend
never returned. We actually got used to it and named him Charlie. We would
great him evertime we were over there. To this day, she will not go down
in the basement alone.
My name is: married to my previous girlfriend in the story. 31, 2
boys
From: - sweetarts
How I found your page: by chance, how strange
Sep 18, 1997 - 13:38 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My mom told me a story about when
she was a little girl. She had a very strange experience. One night when
my grandmother was fast asleep she awoke to the sound of laughter. She was
starteled to see what she thought was my grandfather ,who had recently passed
away, sitting at the foot of her bed. He was faint but she could tell that
it was him. He just sat their laughing at her and it went on for about a
minute or so. When my grandma decided that it was all a dream she told the
old coot to just go away. After she said this the apparition vanished. She
told herself it must have been a dream and she went back to sleep. The next
morning as my mom and her mother rehashed the story my mom's younger sister,
who was 4, came in to the kitchen where they were talking. She said, "Mommy,
who was that man sitting at the edge of your bed last night?" Now my
mother swears by the story. She said it would be just like her dad to make
an appearance to my grandma because of the great relationship they had.
I believe.
My name is:
From: - jnricher@aol.com
How I found your page: Looking up stuff about halloween
Sep 18, 1997 - 14:54 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have had many paranormal experiences
in my life , and I am only 18 . For example , there is a man in my parents
bedroom , a woman and another man in my room , a baby in my brothers room
, and a man and a woman that always walk down my hallway. When I was younger
my father always went away on business trips and i slept with my mother
when he was gone. By their closet there is a very tall man. He just stands
there . You cant see his face , but he used to scare me to death ! The man
in my room always crawls around my bed on his hands and knees , I hate to
sleep in my room . I got used to all the other ghosts but this one gives
me a very bad feeling . Sometimes we find things missing , things move around
in front of our eyes , we hear people talking or crying , and we can always
tell if they're around. Im not afraid because thy dont harm me ... I like
when they're around , it means Im never alone and that makes me feel better.
My name is: 18/f , ive had many more experiences...some not as pleasant
as the ones ive told you.
From: - AClovesRH@AOL.COM
How I found your page: I am very interested in learning more about
paranormal activities and how i can maybe someday communicate with these
fascinating beings that are beyond our world.
Sep 18, 1997 - 21:21 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I am a believer because I have
experienced the paranormal.I was only 5 years old at the time.I would go
to bed in a house my parents never told me it was haunted.It started around
the beginning of Christmas.I was tucked in ready for bed,the light was just
turned out when it started.I was fast asleep when the light clicked on suddenly.I
looked up towards the light in disballief to see the spector which was a
glove of a magicion moveing without an arm or for that matter anything else.It
came every night untill I moved.It would lay on my chest if I didn't wake
up when the light came on.I would pound on the door which would shut if
I tryed to run.It would lock as if a key which only my mom and dad had was
being used.The only thing that kept telling me it was not a dream was the
fact that it happened soo many times.One night I tryed to sneek up to my
mom and dads room to keep safe.Their room was up a flight of stars,and at
the top I saw a spector of a women in a white colored robe.Well, I had alot
of other seperate expereances but I would rather not talk about them now.
My name is: I love aliens and monsters alot because they are apart
of me.LITERALLY!
From: - Jd0276@aol.com
How I found your page: I looked for aliens,mosters,and ghosts.And
as u see I found them.
Sep 19, 1997 - 09:33 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My story maybe unique or very common,
I don't know much about the supernatural world. But my story has to do with
my parents home. We moved in the trailer in 1983. Noone had lived there
before that we know of. We had to set the septic tank and have water, and
electric put on the land ourselves. There is word of an old indian burial
ground somewhere around where we live.It could be where we put the trailer,
don't know for sure. Anyway, the hauntings began in 1983. At first we thought
the sounds were typical of a new house. As we found out later, they were
not!! We began hearing sounds of chains being dragged down the hallway.
Other sounds include: A radio broadcast, water being ran in the sink, cups
clashing together, a pipe being tapped on an ashtray, moaning, heavy concrete
blocks being thrown through the wall of one of the bedrooms. There are smells
too, cigar smoke, fish, perfume. We have music boxes that have been playing
by themselves--one in particular that doesn't have a music thing in it likes
to play a lot! In 1985 we began to see apperitions (I think thats how you
spell it). The first one is a small child, about 6 or 7 years old, running
and playing in the hall. Another one is tall, dark, but see through, he
has a dark gown with big sleeves. He reaches his arms out to you as if beckoning
you to come to him. We also hear voices in my parents room. 3 people talking
to each other.Don't know what about. We can't ever catch what they are saying.
We have areas in the house that are what I call cold spots. And areas in
which will make your hair stand on end. You can just feel the electrical
charge when you walk in the house. We have had several people come and see
for themselves. All of them did and don't come around anymore. If anyone
can give me information on what this may be or how to get rid of it--Please
e-mail me. Silcri@AOL.com Thank you for reading.
My name is: I am not insane, e-mail me for details
From: - Silcri@AOL.com
How I found your page: under create your own page
Sep 19, 1997 - 16:24 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I warn you that this story is truly
demonic and real. I used to play with a Ouija Board as a child. I became
friends with the "spirit" named John. He told me that he would
protect me from evil. He was the real evil. He took control of every one
of my actions. I started doing everything he told me to do. Luckily I found
the book called "The Demonologist" written by Gerald Britlle about
ghost hunters who have seen possessed individuals who were taken over by
Ouija Board entities. The Ouija Board has ruined many peoples lives and
can ruin yours. You could even face death. I wrote to Parker Brothers game
company and asked them about a case of a girl who was possessed by a demon
through the Ouija Board. They knew about the case but would bot tell any
further details. Please talk to your church about it....they will tell you
that an exorcicm is in your future if you play the dangerous game.
My name is: My name is Krista and I have been doind research on the
paranormal for 9 years. I am almost an expert in my feild.
From: - I don't have one but pager is 510 3403776
How I found your page: From Yahoo search engine
Sep 22, 1997 - 04:03 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Well, I've only had one strange
experience so far in my lifetime, and that was approx. one year ago. I live
in Fairbanks, Alaska and we were going to Anchorage for a big annual event.
(my mom, sister, and I) We stayed in a hotel very close to the Airport...the
weather was really bad..a snow storm..must have snowed 3 feet in one night.
Anyways, as we settled down for sleep in this hotel, right outside our window
came laughing of at least 4-5 kids. We were on the ground floor and our
rental car was parked right outside our window. The laughs were very loud...
they had to be very close! I got up right away and went to look out the
window.. there was nothing in sight...the parking lot was well lighted,
there was no one. I must have watched for 5-10 mins...so then we went back
to our beds and my mom and sister apparently went right to sleep..not me..couldn't
for some reason...all night long, until I finally did fall asleep...was
the sound of a drum coming from somewhere in that hotel...it would get louder,
then fade... it was really weird for someone to be playing a drum after
midnight isn't it?
My name is: 22 yrs....almost 23 *S* from Alaska
From: - dasher@mosquitonet.com
How I found your page: search
Sep 22, 1997 - 19:26 -
Ghostly experience or comment: this story is not very long but
it is true. i was camping on a weekend with my parents at this very nice
campground. it was late and we aere all ready to go to bed. i went down
to the bathrooms, which were not very clean, and a few seconds after i got
in there the hand dryer went on by itself. i looked up and saw a figure
in the mirror. i could not tell who or what it was. i ran out of there as
soon as i could
My name is: 11 year old male
From: - RANGERS544@AOL.COM
How I found your page: under HOME PAGE CONTEST
Sep 23, 1997 - 22:20 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I do not know if this is a ghost
story or not. It is a true story. 15 years ago or so in Norman, Oklahoma,
I was visiting my parents with my new wife. We had decided to play with
one of those spirit boards. My sister and I were holding the thing that
slides around and had basically gotten nowhere. Some of the crowd suggested
that we right down our questions and not let me or my sister see the questions.
The first question was written down. The push plate moved and spelled out
7up. The question was revealed and read, "Are there any sprites in
the room?" The writter had mispelled "spirits". The catch,
there were no sprites (the lemon-lime drink) but there was, you guessed
it, 7UP in the room!
My name is:
From: - mikeralls@worldnet.att.net
How I found your page:
Sep 23, 1997 - 23:19 -
Ghostly experience or comment: my friend lives in chicago and
recently her two cousins, who were very close to her, had died in a car
reck. she was at her friends house and it was late, so she had to take a
short cut through a street in a bad neiborhood. when she was almost home
a man jumped out from behind some garbage cans and he looked behind her
like he was scared of somthing that was behind her, but she turned around
and and there was nothing there. and the guy just ran away. so she thought
it was wierd but she didnt think anything of it and she went home. the next
day on the news she saw the man that had jumped out at her the night before
and he had raped somone in the same area she had been in. she was really
wondering why he didnt rape her so she went to the jail he was at and asked
if she could talk to him and they said she could. so she asked him why he
didnt rape her and he told her becouse there was two tall men that just
appeared behind her and he described them and they looked just like her
two cousins that had died. she is a very religios person and she thinks
that they were her cousins and they are her gardian angels.
My name is:
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How I found your page:
Sep 23, 1997 - 23:34 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hi, my name is Alejandro, I am
from Puebla, MÈxico. Last August (1997), I went to a party in Tlaxcala,
MÈxico, with a few friends. We were very happy at the party in the
house of one of friends, when suddenly, somebody suggested us to play the
Ouija, this wood that communicates you with spirits. I did not want to do
it, but all of my friends accepted to. They took out the ouija and started
to make some questions to a being called Gloria. They were not satisfied
with the answers of the ouija, so they decided to go to a graveyard at 10
o'clock (night). We all went to the graveyard (we were seven) and they placed
the ouija over the tomb of a woman. They ouija said she wanted to play over
that tomb, and suddenly other spirit communicated with us, I guess it was
the spirit of the woman in the tomb. I remember how difficult was for me
to sleep after that night, because I had dreams, nightmares, and some of
this dreams became true, I lost weight, lost appetite. Some friends came
home for a weekend on september, and they couldn,t sleep because "an
old lady was in that room" while they were sleeping, and she was disturbing
them. I saw her by myself several times in my room. My mother also was afraid
of sleeping because several times somebody opened her door at nights. The
week I played the ouija, I dreamed with my dog and my father, my father
was trying to pull the dog inside the house because the dog wanted to bite
somebody. Two days after that, my dog went outside home and bit a woman,
so hard she almost dies (my dog was a Pit Bull), and that night my father
had a hearth attack. This situation pushed to look for a spirtist. He found
the lady at home, and found a demon in my room. He was able to take them
out, but I am still attending to sessions with this spiritist, in order
to get rid off the malefice. room
My name is: I am a student at UDLA, Puebla. I study Biology.
From: - thorok@hotmail.com
How I found your page: cool!!!
Sep 25, 1997 - 15:31 -
Ghostly experience or comment: The Ouija board is a horrible link
to the demons of this world. They linger the earth looking for any ignorant
person who does not believe. Many people back me up and stop this mad toy
from being produced any longer. Please write to Parker Brothers like so
many of us have. Stop the tool that brought many deaths and sad stories.
Children have died around the world because of the misuse of this toy.
My name is: Krista DeWeese: Paranormal expert
From: - (510) 340-3776 Pager
How I found your page: yahoo.com
Sep 27, 1997 - 17:50 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I was a Freshman at the University
of Montevallo, when I first experienced one of our many University ghosts.
I was staying with two friends one night and was having trouble sleeping.
My friends were asleep and I was restless. I felt as though someone were
watching me. When I looked at the foot of my bed, I saw a woman standing
at the door, smiling at me. She clanced at my two sleeping friends, looked
at me again, smiled and vanished. I didn't sleep the entire night. The following
year, I moved on campus. One night, around 10 p.m. I remember the dorm being
louder that usual. The night had an uneasiness that kept me awake. I heard
something hit my wardrobe door. I opened my eyes and saw the same woman
I had seen the year before. Again, she glanced around the room at my roommate
and myself, smiled and vanished.
My name is:
From: - KellyD@TAPSCAN.Com
How I found your page: Browsing the Web for ghost stories. The Paranormal
has always been an interest of mine.
Sep 27, 1997 - 22:24 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I was at one of my best friends
houses, and looking at the grateful dead beads hanging in her doorway. The
only light in the room was a lava lamp. I looked up at the doorway, and
saw a person standing there. I could tell it wasn't a person in live flesh,
but something was definitly there. It was dressed in what looked like a
white robe and it had blond hair. it didn't say anything, but it was just
standing there with its arms at its sides. Also other things have happened
at her house like hearing people knock on the side of her room, finding
messages on paper and written on the mirror, and hearing people talk. Just
about every day something happens, and it always gives her advice about
what she should do to get this guy she likes.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: i searched under ghosts
Sep 29, 1997 - 18:25 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have three seperate incidents
- two which happened to me, and one that happened to my mother. I was home
alone one night, sitting on the computer, when all of a sudden, I felt what
I thought was my cat butting her head into my leg for attention. I reached
down to pet her to find nothing but air - I looked out in the other room
behind me, and saw both my cats sitting tensly looking in my direction.
There was no way for either of them to get from where I was to where the
were in the time it took me to be "head butted," reach down and
pet nothing, and then look behind me to see where they were. I shut off
the computer, scooped up Guenevere (my cat) and went to bed. I heard some
rather eerie noises then, but stayed in bed, not wanting to investigate.
About a week later, my mother came home from work, and came in through the
sliding glass door off my bedroom. There was a closed curtain over the door.
She put her hand up to push the curtain aside, and came in contact with
what she said felt like a body. She thought I had gotten home from work
early, and that I was behind the curtain, but when she pushed the curtain
aside, there was no one, or nothing there - I didn't get home until about
an hour later. The third incident happened to me at a theatre I was working
at. I am a musical theatre actress, and was standing off in the wings waiting
for my cue one night when I felt someone come up behind me and tap me on
the shoulder. I thought it was one of the stage hands or other actors coming
up to say hi, but, when I turned around with a smile and said hi, I discovered
I was the only one on that side of the stage at that time. The way the stage
was set up, there was no place for anyone to hide, and no way to get to
the other side of the stage without actually walking across the stage and
being seen by the audience. When I told some of the other members of the
company about this incident, they informed me that someone who had been
an active member of that theatre had died maybe a year ago and that his
ashes had been buried next to the main building somewhere. Although incidents
like mine were not common, they were not unheard of, either. ---{-@Eponine
Elisabeth Williams@-}---
My name is: 19 year old struggling theatre actress, Michigan, USA.
I've seen too much unexplainable stuff not to believe.
From: - eponine@magic.kak.com
How I found your page: Through Yahoo search engine.
Sep 29, 1997 - 19:15 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My story is from an experience
I had about 7 years ago in San Leandro California (East Bay, San Francisco).
My girlfriends grandmother had just passed away and she had moved into her
house until the family could sell it . One night we had settled into bed
and I decided to finish a book I had been reading. We were in the master
bedroom and the master bath was directly to my left. A sudden powerful rush
of water from the bathroom faucet caused me to whip my head quickly to the
noise, there was an old lady standing at the faucet washing her hands, glowing
blue then quickly disappearing. My girlfriend woke to the sound but didnít
know what was happening, I went into the bathroom and turned off the water.
I got back in bed and told her what I had just seen, my head was rushing
and I was crying as I described what had just happened, she burst into tears
and told me that her grandma use to go into there rooms when they stayed
there just to make sure they had washed up before they went to bed. Although
the experience was a bit surreal and beyond frightening, I no longer doubt
stories when people tell me they have seen or experienced a ghost.
My name is: My name is Jeffrey Rayner and I live in Pacifica California,
I work in Internet Production for the Quicken Financial Network.
From: - neobadger@aol.com
How I found your page: aol member home page contest
Sep 30, 1997 - 12:39 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was about 6 years old my
family and I went on a camping trip up north in the Adirondack Mountains.
I remember my parents setting up camp while I explored our site as every
young child does. We had gotten our own private beach area and so I decided
to go down there first. Half way down the hill to the beach, I heard a sound.
It was like someone was drumming. But not the ordinary drums you'r thinking
of....like the drums the Indians used. Now you have to know what our camp
site looked like before I go on. It was a small clearing in a dense forrest.
The forrest surrounded a fairly large lake. The only road around was a dirt
road that lead up to a bait shop about 2 miles away. Now me being only a
small kid...everything looked twice as tall and twice as big to me. So it
seemed to me that we were out in the middle of nowhere. So when I heard
those drums I simply regarded them as animal noises. ( Hey! I was only 6!
Give me a break! ) Any way, I finished my exploring and went back to our
tents. My mom sat me on her lap and said to me, " Did you have fun
exploring?" I nodded my head and asked, " Mom, what animal made
that noise a second ago?" She looked at me surprised and said, "
I didn't hear anything. Maybe you should go ask Dad." With that she
went inside the tent. I decided to skip asking my dad and find out for myself.
I walked up to the dirt road and sat down. I watched the trees along the
side of the road sway back and forth. Then sudenly they stopped, and everything
was silent. I stood up instantly and looked around. Then as before I heard
the noises of the drums. I look up and down the road searching for the thing
making the noise. It started getting louder and louder...or closer and closer.
I squinted my eyes really tight. Then I saw what I had never thought was
possible. Coming up the road was a line of maybe 5 indians. I swear! It
scared the garbage out of me, and then again. I was really fasinated. They
seemed to glow with their faces painted and drums beating. I stood in aw
waiting for them to come close enough for me to touch them. And to see what
they felt like. I will never forget their awsome sense of honor that they
had as I watched them walk. But before they got close enough for me to touch
them my mom called me. I ran to her yelling and screaming saying, "
Mommy, mommy! There's indians coming up the road and they have drums! Can't
you hear them?" She gave me a puzzled look and said nothing. I grabbed
her arm and brought her up to the road. But when I got there....they were
gone. My mom looked at me and said, " You mean to tell me that there
was indians walking up this road? Playing drums?" I grinned. "
I think you have an over-extended emagination." I replied, " But
I saw them!! And if the indians weren't making the drum noises then what
was?!" She pointed across the road to a little shack. " Thats
the power house dear, that makes thumping noises. Now go back to the tent
okay?" She left but I still stood there, hoping that they would come
back so I could prove her wrong. But they never did. But before we left
the camp, I wanderd up the road a bit to the place that I had seen them,
and I found all the proof that I needed to believe that I had really seen
them. I found a feather from one of their head pieces. I smiled and we went
home. Thenx for reading my story of my encounter as a child with the people
that I will never forget.
My name is: I am 13 years old. I live in upstate NY. I am a nice
person. I like sports, music, friends, hanging out, going to the movies,
and drawing.
From: - LoOnEy9101@aol.com
How I found your page: I looked for the winner in a contest stuff.
And by the way I really like it! Oh and dont use my name please. thank you!
Sep 30, 1997 - 13:06 -
Ghostly experience or comment: On November 26th 1994, I was helping
a friend put up a Christmas tree in the church that we attend, while she
was doing this she took off her watch and left it on the pulpit. After we
had finished we packed up and went to lock up. The church was dark when
we turned the lights off and my friend Ann said wouldnt it be funny if there
was a ghost in here and we laughed about it and walked out. As we were sitting
down with a drink ann relised shed left her watch in the church and asked
me for the keys to go and get it, I gave her the keys and she went off,
a minute later she came back as white as a sheet and I said whats up Ann
said come with me and I thought she was just fooling around so I went with
her as we got inside the church she said stand here and listen so I did
and when nothing happened I said what? she said just listen and then there
was a bang we both just looked at eah other and ran outside. After deciding
it was nothing we went back in and I went and got her watch making sure
that there was no-one in the church. (nobody could have left with out us
noticing) I locked the doors once again and stood in the porch of the church
and there again was a bang and another and another then they stopped and
I said to Ann theyve stopped now and there was a massive bang which echoed
around the church for a while then silence. We have not to this day heard
anything else but when you go in there you get drawn to a certain corner
of the church and you always feel as though some-ones following you.
My name is:
From: - Claire_hicken@hotmail.com
How I found your page: Just browsing
Sep 30, 1997 - 16:32 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I've just looked through this site
and decided that I had to include some of my "interesting" experiences.
I grew up in Maryland, out in the country, on dairy farms. I moved around
a lot to different farms but I saw ghosts at every place I lived. I remember
one night, when I was about 7, I was sleeping in a bed with my younger cousin.
It was in the middle of the night because everyone else was asleep in the
house. I had just had a very bad and scary dream and I suddenly woke up.
My heart was racing! I then looked down at the bottom of the bed and saw
a man looking at me. He was sort of a foggy figure but I could see his face.
I knew that he was my grandfather that had passed away years before because
I had just seen a picture of him that day! He was just looking at me and
we just stared at each other. I then turned over and covered my head because
I was quite scared and I woke my cousin up. I whispered to her that grandpa
is standing down at the bottom of the bed. She said not to worry, he won't
hurt me. And, he didn't. He was just looking at me. When I looked up again,
out from underneath the covers, he was gone. I never saw him again. Another
time that REALLY stand out for me is when I lived on another farm in Maryland.
It was a huge house (about 9 rooms), built back before the Cival War. It
turned out that it was an old Cival War hospital. So, one night, I was in
the house working on my homework (I was 11 at the time) and my mother was
in the kitchen making dinner. I was sitting at the dining room table and
the seat that I was in looked directly toward the front door of the house.
Well, I don't know what made me look up from my homework but when I did,
I saw two men standing there, in front of the door at the end of the hallway.
They were dressed in soldiers uniforms and the uniforms looked very battered.
I was so scared that I ran into the kitchen and got my mother to come take
a look. When she got there with me, the two men had vanished. And my parents
also experienced ghostly behavior on this same farm. One night, my parents
were down in the barn milking the cows; my sister and I were in the house
working on homework together in the dining room. Then, all of a sudden my
mother comes in and asks us why we were asking for them (my mom and dad)in
the barn and then we weren't there when they looked for us. She asked us
if we were playing games and not doing our homework. We told her that we
hadn't left the house! So, she went back to the barn and my parents continued
milking the cows. Then, a few minutes later, my mother and father both rushed
into the house, out of breath, asking us what was wrong. My sister and I
just looked at them and said that nothing was wrong and why were they asking?
(We hadn't left the house!) They said that they kept hearing childrens'
voices saying, "Mommy! Daddy! Help me! Help Me!" We told them
that we hadn't left the house. To this day, we don't really know what that
was. What children were crying for help? I truly believe in ghosts because
I've exprienced soooo many throughout my lifetime (and I'm only 27!). I
don't want to encounter anymore but you never know.
My name is: I'm a 27 year old female, MA resident
From: -
How I found your page: through a halloween link
Sep 30, 1997 - 17:38 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My family has recently moved into
to our house in Minnesota After about a month, my dad started to see shadows
inside the house, but never really gave it much thought. Then while my sister
and I were watching a movie one night the T.V. all the sudden shut off.
We were bewildered. The movie kept running so we knew it wasn't a power
outage.The T.V. then came back on after about a minute. The T.V. incendent
has happened a few times now to myself. Then my mom, who totally doesn't
believe in the supernatural or aliens or anything like that, was cooking
one night upstairs. Then she felt as if someone bumped her, she turned around
and saw nothing. the house was empty. About a month after that my parents
were watching T.V. downstairs, when all the sudden they hear as if someone
jumped off their bed, and stopmed around on the floor upstairs. My dog barked,
so they knew it was real. there have also just been some unexplained events
in my house that make me believe that it is haunted.
My name is: im an 18 year old male, who wants to lean more about
the supernatural
From: - dixie08@sprynet.com
How I found your page: Searched ghosts, and it came up
Sep 30, 1997 - 19:36 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I never thought that I would be
telling this story but here goes. When I was about 12 years old my family
and I went to visit my grandmother in Germany it had only been about a year
since my Grandpa had died , my Grandma had put her old bedroom suite upstairs
in the room me and my cousin was to share and on several occasions the door
on the cabinets (shrunk) would open and we could hear the hangers being
moved around we tried to tell people but they wouldn't listen and other
things happened the light would turn off and on , we never saw and shadows
but the room always felt cold even if it was 90 degrees outside ( they didn't
have air conditioning either) . That is the weirdest feeling I have ever
had except for the time I knew my great Grandma died I told my cousin about
it before my parents got the call. I have had several other things happen
like some of my dreams coming true. I guess that I am alittle physic.
My name is: 28 year married mother of one
From: - allen@worldnetla.net
How I found your page: looked up paraphyscology
Oct 2, 1997 - 21:17 -
Ghostly experience or comment: We used to live in an old farmhouse
in south Georgia. It had 2 porches, a door to the outside in every room,
and it was surrounded by fields and pecan trees. It is a pre-Civil War house,
and the same family had lived there for a long time, and now the son was
renting the house to us and our German shepherd. In the early evenings,
we'd often hear two or three heavy footsteps on the porch nearest the fields.
Our dog would gallop barking to the door. We'd look out and no one would
be there, not even one of the many yard cats or other dogs, but our dog
would keep on barking. I believe it was after we moved from the house, after
6 years, that our landlady told us that a great-uncle or grandfather had
been coming in from a day's work and died of a heart attack on the porch.
We still feel pretty strange about these incidents; neither of us could
claim to have seen or heard anything before we lived in that house, or after,
either. If it hadn't been for our dog's barking, we would have thought we
were hearing the house settle or something.
My name is: Catherine Carter
From: - julieroo@aol.com
How I found your page: in a Yahoo! search for "haunting"
Oct 3, 1997 - 20:32 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My cousin's best friend just died
in a car crash, she was crossing the street at night, and a car came on....
we went to her funeral-her name was Alexandria~ she was a sweet girl about
14 years old with beautiful blonde hair, and sparkly blue eyes. at the funeral,
my cousin, Amy~was crying uncontrollably....all of a sudden, she stopped...
I'm not sure why, and she said thank you Alex for all you broght me... it
was barely a wisper, and she looked into the sky and started crying again.
my friends and Family have always told me I was phychic and I believe its
true. I knew Alex is always with Amy, and I know Alex was there at her funeral.
I felt her presence.
My name is: one phychic person who believes in sprits~I dont like
calling them ghosts though
From: - Angel10578@aol.com
How I found your page: home page contest
Oct 4, 1997 - 17:52 -
Ghostly experience or comment: my old house was haunted by a guy
who died just before we moved in .the house was a mess because the last
people who lived there ran out leaving everything . i did'nt think about
it at the time. at night my 2 cats went nuts screaming and it freaked me
out i we heard noises like keys rattling and people runing down the hallways
when we had people over they saw a man pacing in the hall and in the morning
they never returning a month later we moved out cause it was freaky a week
later it burnt to the ground unexplainly and in the chared remains lay a
family of bones under the basement
My name is:
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How I found your page: internet
Oct 5, 1997 - 15:50 -
Ghostly experience or comment: It was in 1984-86. My first husband
and I moved into a old house in Ohio up on the lake. We were there less
than one day when the female spector made her first apperance.It was sun
set and the sun threwa golden glow over the back yard. The kitchen window
was left of the sink,and as I washed the dishes I first saw her out of the
corner of my eye. She was medium height,slenger long dark flowing hair dresed
in a long white dress,and seemed to be running from or to someone or somewhere.This
happened more and more frequently my husband of that time also experienced
this to. The ghost became bolder as time went on she would open windows
and doors in the dead of winter turn lights tv,s and stereos on movethings
while i slept etc. My two year old at that time had bewcome very ill and
i was rocking her in the living room and i was totally distraught. I felt
a presence then a female hand patted my shoulder as if she were comforting
me. The longer we stayedthere the bolder she became..The basement down stairs
had a root cellar attached. I was always vey uncomfortable down there while
doing my laundry. I always had a feeling of dread. (i have always been open
to this unknown) I have had many more experiences with the other side e-mail
me if you are interested...
My name is: female-42-white-Pisces-married3times-3 children-personalmanager
to entertainer in music biz....
From: - dreamer@viptx.net
How I found your page: Plaanet Oasis
Oct 6, 1997 - 01:52 -
Ghostly experience or comment: this story takes place in a little
old town called fremont oh. when i was about 15 years old i was staying
at my grandmas house for the weekend. my grandmas mother had been very sicks
years ago and my grandma had takin care of her for a period of time. sadly
she died of emphazema, (this was about 15yrs ago) but when my great grandma
needed something she would ring a bell, and my grandma would attend to her
, and due to her emphazema she would moan and groan. but the weekend i had
stayed there i was sleeping in her old room where she had died, at about
2:30 am i was awoke, by the sound of a chair rocking, i looked but seen
nothing, so idecided to go back to sleep i was just driffting off when i
heard a 'RING,RING' the noise was so close to my ear it was unbearable!i
jumped up and threw the covers over my head. ( I was only 14) i yelled for
my grama and she came running in. i told her what had happened and she told
me i was proboly dreaming. I refused to sleep in that room the rest of the
night, so i slept on the couch. well actully i didnt sleep more or less
just laid there for a while just staring at the wall, i had finally dozed
off for a few secs. and i was again awoke by sounds of moaning and groaning
isat straight up and glanced down the hall and coming from my great gramas
room was a faint blue light not even 2secs after i seen it it was gone.
i tell ya i never ran faster to my gramas room and jumped in the bed with
her. and till this day if i stay there i stay in my gramas room on the floor.
My name is: im 20 years old studying to be in law(police officer)
From: - from:anonymous
How I found your page:
Oct 6, 1997 - 14:52 -
Ghostly experience or comment: The 8 year old niece of my best
friend died recently of cancer. Before she died, she was put on an extremely
strict microbiotic diet in the hopes that it would save her.It bothered
me for months after her death--if she was destined to die anyway, then she
should have been allowed to eat anything she wanted. I thought about it
constantly--is there food in heaven? About four months after her death,
I awoke suddenly one night to see large apparitions floating around the
room; their backs were to me; it appeared they were examining books in my
bookcase. Still half-asleep, I turned my head to the side, and, seated right
next to me was the ghost of a little girl. She was staring at me curiously
and holding something in both hands, taking enormous bites--I couldn't what
it was, but she was eating it with huge enjoyment.I drowsily thought; "Oh
Good, there IS food in heaven," and then suddenly I was wide awake,
and the full extent of what I was seeing hit me. I blinked a couple of times,
but nothing disappeared. The child ghost continued to eat, while the two
larger ones seemingly ignored me. Frightened, I jumped up and put on all
the lights. When I shut them off again, all three apparitions were gone.
Now, I regret my fears. I wish they'd come back.
My name is: I am a writer; but this story is true!
From: - LisaRDream@aol.com
How I found your page: Recommended by a friend
Oct 6, 1997 - 19:08 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My Father and I had gone to help
this gentleman move one day. Anyhow we went to his house and began removing
boxes from the house. Then he decided to show us around and I walked through
a room at one moment it felt like I was walking through a meat locker it
was so cold. The room should have obviously been warm since it was mid July
and there was'nt any airconditioning in the house at all. The man said to
us that he bought this house 1 year ago and said the word my house that
very moment I did'nt quite hear it I more or less felt something saying
it's my house. Then he proceeded to tell us that everynight you could here
the stairs in the basement creeking every night and he decided to replace
them with concrete stairs. Well the creeking never stopped. We were leaving
the house and were about 50 metres from it and he then quietly told us it
was haunted. My Father did'nt believe it but I was certainly frightened
and was glad as we had left for good.
My name is: I'm 28 I work in the advertising and graphics industry.
I really enjoy soccer and am fascinated by the idea of ghosts hauntings
and spectres
From: - dardo@idirect.com
How I found your page: Just surfing.
Oct 7, 1997 - 09:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Well, I can't really say that I
trully believe in ghosts, but several strange things happened one year that
I worked at St. Johns Theatre in Jacksonville, Florida. Others in the past
have admitted to seeing the figure of an indian in the aging section of
this 8-plex movie theatre. The same section that I had seen the first "Friday
the 13th" in over 20 years before. A few strange things happened to
me, such as, when I intered the projection booth upstairs, I could swear
I saw somwone standing to my my left, every several times that I went upstairs
to thread the projectors, but when I would turn my head get a better look,
It was gone... My manager told me some time later that the owners of the
theatre were aware of such happenings. Before I was hired, A cleaning crew
working there at the time had all seen an aparition of an indian in a full
head-gear standing in the lobby. The crew left and refused to go back to
work there. I was then told that the owners had hired a phychic to come
in. This ghost talked through her saying that he was an indian spirit, He
disliked children, and amoong the strangest things, requested that a mirror
be hung in the projection booth upstairs. That was all I was told about
past happenings, however strange things kept happening the entire time I
was employed. The building is old and a lot of the wiring faulty: I was
asked by our technician to ground a projector to prevent anyone from getting
shocked. I was lying on my side with a 10 guage wire when I attempted to
ground the machine. When I hit the ground with the wire, the lights went
out and there were glowing sparks all over the ground. I went from lying
on my side, to standing against the wall about 10 feet away and the only
way that I could have made it against that wall would have been to hurdle
a 5 foot platter system which holds the film. I still had the wire in my
hand, and the breaker had blown. I switched the breaker back on to find
that the 15 inch wire had burned into in about 13 places, and I was fine.
Other projectionist were leary as well because everytime we would lock the
booth door, the film would break, or the machine would stop. Only 2 of our
8 theatres were back in that section and at one point, we had a projectionist
so scared, he refused to go back there unless he had someone with him. As
for me, I'm sure there are ghosts, but someone intervened and gave me a
hand, when I could have easily been killed. So, until the time I left, I
just talked to him/ myself, whatever the case may be. anyway, if it was
an indian spirit, I think that we've made friends. Steve N.
My name is: I'm 29yo, live in Jacksonville, Florida. I've been working
in projection booths now for about 13 years... Not really a ghost believer
although I am open minded. Strange things happened at this theatre and if
people are interested in hearing about it, then I figured I would tell it.
From: - lancer@jaxnet.com
How I found your page: just surfing
Oct 7, 1997 - 16:15 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Here is my story. It was 1979,
and I was 17 years old. I was very close to my boyfriend and several of
his friends -- we ran around in a group together all summer long. There
were a couple of other girlfriends in the group, but my boyfriend and I
had been "going steady" for over a year, so I was taken "seriously"
by the other boys. Several of them have told me since that they look on
me as a "little sister". One of the boys, John, and I had a long
conversation about life after death. It was established that we both were
believers. It was Labor Day Weekend, several months after the life-after-death
conversation with John. My boyfriend was in college in Texas (we lived in
Central Arkansas). A local radio station sponsored an outdoor music festival
and everyone went. I ran into John at the festival, and it was decided he
would pick me up later that evening to go "riding around" Little
Rock -- this was a common thing to do then, to see who was out with who,
etc. It was decided he would come by to get me about 7:00 p.m. that evening.
I left the festival around 5:00 p.m. After dinner, my father went to work
-- he was working the night-shift as a security guard at a local country
club as a favor to a vacationing friend of his. I am the youngest child
in my family (all my siblings had grown up and moved into their own homes),
and my mother died when I was very young. I was alone, but I wasn't scared.
Seven o'clock came and went, and no sign of John. No phone call, either.
This was not like him, he was always very dependable and if he said he was
going to do something, he would. I ended up watching television, talking
on the phone to other friends (as all 17-year-old girls do) and going to
bed around 10:00 p.m. that night. I figured I could give John grief for
not picking me up the next day! I was awakened at 2:20 a.m. John was standing
by my bed, dressed in the white shorts and t-shirts I'd seen him in earlier
that day. He was solid, not translucent. I asked him, "What are you
doing in my bedroom? If my father finds out, I'll be in trouble!" I
was sitting up in bed by this time. He told me, "I have to go now,
but I'll be back. I just wanted to tell you goodbye. But I'll be back."
With that, he gave me a hug (I FELT the hug -- it was no imaginary thing)
and disappeared. There were no cold zones, no flashes of light, no nothing.
Just my bedroom. I guess I figured I must have been dreaming, as I knew
(a) John wouldn't enter my bedroom in the middle of the night, and (b) there
was no way for him to be there. I went right back to sleep. The next morning,
the alarm went off and, as usual, I turned on my stereo to listen while
I got ready for school. The news was on. The first report was a story of
a car crash that had occurred west of LIttle Rock, on Highway 10. (I thought,
"that's where the festival was. Wonder what happenend.") Then,
the names of the two boys killed in the car wreck. John was one of them
-- the other was a boy riding in John's car with him. They had been broadsided
by another vehicle. John's car, a late 70's Honda Civic, was demolished.
John was killed instantly. The wreck occurred at 6:20 p.m. John came to
tell me goodbye -- hours after he was killed. I understand and accept this.
John didn't appear to any of the other kids that night, nor has he since.
I have always believed that he appeared to me because of our earlier conversation
-- he knew I would understand and accept his appearance, and possibly relay
it to our other friends. A couple of the other boys were somewhat reluctant
to believe -- but, as I always told them, I KNOW what I saw and heard that
night. I'll never forget it. I haven't seen or heard anything since -- although
I try to be aware of things. Maybe it won't be until I, too, cross over,
that I'm reunited with my friend. Until that time, I have lots of good memories
of those days, and have always been comforted by John's visit.
My name is: I'm 35 years old, and Executive Secretary. I live in
Jacksonville, Arkansas and work in Little Rock. My fiance doesn't quite
"believe", but he does believe my story. I'm interested in ghosts,
psychic encounters, etc.
From: - Bassetrox@aol.com
How I found your page: On the "ghosts" message board.
Oct 7, 1997 - 17:29 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hello,A few months ago,my aunt
who belives in spirits,gohst,and life beond death told me that I have a
spirit in my room.Not a bad one but a young girl,aroung 6 or 7, her name
is Jasmine.She is here with me becuase I have what she would of wanted if
she would have lived.I didn't belive her untill things in my room kept moving
and disappering.I was really scared so I called her and I asked her why
is this happening,she just told me that shes touching things and just ignore
it. So I did. A few nights later I woke up because I felt something watching
me.I didn't see anything at first,I looked around and saw a uniqe shadow
on the wall,I thought I was dreaming, Sudenly the figure disappered slowly.The
next day I came home from school to find finger prints all over the bottom
of my mirror. I have never seen her but hope to make some kind of communication.
I am not afriad of her but wish to know what she wants and why she picked
me? I would like to thank the people or person who made this web page possible,Thank
you.
My name is: I'm 14 and in 9th grade.
From: - tyne@mail.netnico.net
How I found your page: I was looking around and saw a Holoween page
and looked intresting.
Oct 7, 1997 - 21:25 -
Ghostly experience or comment: An interesting story that happened
not to me but to my parents. My mother and father visited various sites
in Europe when they toured the continent in 1980. Th etour included a visit
to the famous sites of Paris. Of course, anyone familiar with Paris knows
that Monmontre is a famous tourist spot. So my father took my mother's picture
on the steps of the building. It was early evening, and fairly dark, so
there were few passers-by. My parents eventually came home and got the roll
of film developed. When they looked again at the picture in front of Monmontre,
they saw my mother -- and walking just in the frame, and toward the building,
was a man in 19th century clothing. You could see right through him. Unfortunately,
his back is to the camera, so we cannot see his face. But I have seen the
picture and it is pretty incredible. And they never knew until they saw
that picture that the ghost was there.
My name is: 21 year old Penn State U. Advertisiong major
From: - ams199@psu.edu
How I found your page: recommended by a friend
Oct 9, 1997 - 05:56 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My friend, Stephanie and I had
been having some problems. We would get the feeling that someone was with
us when we were alone, babysitting my little brother and sister. We thought
that someone had gotten into our house. But we had locked all the doors
before we put the kids to bed. We were sitting in the back room, listening
to music and talking, when we heard footsteps coming down the hall. I am
not a believer of ghosts, so I thought it was one of the kids. But it wasn't.
They were fast asleep. I went back inside thinking that it was my imagination.
Then we heard it again and this time we heard voices. Whispers actually.
Someone was saying " I AM HERE " That scared us. We called her
brother and he came over with 2 of his friends, but we were still scared.
We were up late that night. We had been having the feelings that someone
was after us or was trying to hurt us since then. We played the weedge board
game in my room with 5 candles and the lights were off. I don't know if
it was her messing with me or if it was really something in the room, but
when we had finished the lights to my room wouldn't go on for about 2 hours
and we had shut the window and the door was closed but the flames seemed
to flicker as we played. It still continues and I don't know what to do.
I think we have a ghost. Christan
My name is: I am 16 and I am really into tornadoes
From: -
How I found your page: I am living in Sweden and the teacher asked
me to tell her class about Halloween, since I am from America.
Oct 9, 1997 - 20:06 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I CAN RECALL HAVING OTHERWORLDLY
EXPERIENCES FOR MOST OF MY LIFE. I WAS AT MY MOTHERS FRIEND HOUSE. WE ABOUT
5 OR 6 FAMILIES WERE CAMPING OUT FOR THE WEEKEND. I WANTED TO BE A BRAT
AND WANTED TO SLEEP IN THE HOUSE. THE ONLY THING AVAILABLE WAS A COT IN
THE UPSTAIRS HALLWAY. I THINK THAT ABOT 11PM I FINALLY DRIFTED OFF TO SLEEP,
AD I FELT SOMETHING TOUCH MY FACE. I FIGUED IT WAS MY MOTHER BECAUSE WE
HAD HAD A FIGHT EARLIER. SHE SOMETIMES WOULD TUCK ME IN AND MAKE UP THAT
WAY. I ROLLED OVER AND FELT HANDS TUCK IN THE BLANKET AROUND MY SHOULDERS.
I SAID THANK YOU AND FELT WARM AIR ON MY FOREHEAD AND A KISS. I DONT REALLY
KNOW WHY BUT ABOUT 15 MINUTES LATER, MY BRAIN WAS TELLING ME THAT THERE
WAS SOMETHING WRONG. I WOKE UP AND MY MOTHER WAS ASLEEP OUTSIDE IN A TENT
AND THE HOUSE WAS PERFECTLY STILL. THE NEXT MORNING I COMMENTED ON THE QIETNESS
OF HER RETREAT AND SHE SAID THAT SHE HAD NOT DONE THIS. I WENT AROUND TO
EVERY SINGLE PERSON AND NONE WOULD ADMIT TO TUCKING ME IN. AFTER THIS HAPPENED
I WAS SEEING SHADOWS, HEARING NOISES AND FEELING AN ENERGY AROUND ME. IT
WASNT JUST IN THE HOUSE BUT ALL OVER THE PROPERTY. I NEVER WENT BACK THER
BUT 2 YEARS LATER THEY MOVED AWAY. I HEARD FROM MY MOTHER THAT THEY HAD
TH HOUSE EXORCISED TWICE AND WHATEVER WAS THERE JUST WOULD NOT BE STILL.
THESE PEOPLE ARE VERY RELIGIOUS AND REALLY DONT BELIEVE IN ANY HOCUS POCUS.
I AM CONVINCED THAT MY ANGER OR ENERGY GAVE THIS BEING MORE POWER AND EVENTUALLY
IT WOULD NOT STOP. IT SCARES ME THAT IT KISSED ME AND I WONDERED FOR A LONG
TIME IF I WAS EVIL OR BAD BECAUSE I ATTRACT THESE SORT OF THINGS. krii danais
My name is: I AM AN INTERNATIONAL TRAVEL CONSULTANT
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How I found your page: A LITTLE VOICE SAID LOOK UP HAUNTINGS!
Oct 9, 1997 - 22:27 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My Grandparents owned a house in
Bridgeport, Ct. Both my mother and oldest sister have seen strange things
in this house.One year at Christmas, with a housefull of people, my mother
looked up and noticed a black mass passing through an outer hallway.No one
else noticed or was aware of anything.As you can understand it frightened
my mother very much and she was afraid to look that way again. After a little
while she got up the nerve to look again and the thing went back down the
hall the other way. This was a very large house and during the depresion
my Grandfather converted it to a two-family house. In later years my sister
and her husband lived downstairs for a short time. One night when he was
working, my sister found things flying around the bedroom, (books,cloths,
knick knacks,ect.)There was a loud roar and plenty of noise.It stopped all
of a sudden and the phone rang. When she picked up the phone there was a
voice which told her she was going to "die in this house!" My
Grandparents were sleeping upstairs and never heard anything.In all the
years they owned that house they never mentioned hearing or seeing anything.
A few years later my sister checked into the history of the house and found
out that it was used as a rectory for a church which had been torn down
years ago. Since there were few funeral homes in those days, when some one
died they would hold the wake in what is now the downstairs livingroom.
My Grandparents sold the house about 10 years ago, and my Grandfather has
since passed away. Ellen
My name is: I now live in Fl.with my husband and 3 daughters.My family
live in Ct.
From: - JMAESTR@BELLSOUTH.NET
How I found your page: Just playing around looking for ghost pictures
Oct 9, 1997 - 22:08 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I never really believed in ghosts,
unti one day in sixth grade. Out private school had just built a new playground
down by the gym, and on the first day it was opened, my friends and I all
ran in, happy and laughing. We decided to play hide and seek, and someone
counted while we all scrambled around, loooking for a place to hide. I suddenly
spotted an old staircase leading down to a door below. All the kids called
this place the pit, and would dump their garabge down there. Well, my friends
and I all ran down the stairs and hid. Seconds later, we heard footsteps
on the other side of the door. They echoed, and then the doorknob rattled.
We all screamed and ran up the stairs when Krystle, a girl ahead of me,
froze. I was suddenly overcome with sadness, and acctually began to cry.
The girls arou d me all stood on the stairs, cryig or wiping their eyes.
We slowly trudged back to the top of the staircase, and just as soon as
it had started, the sad feeling went away. We thought nothing of it, but
were all a little frightened. The next day, the school shut the playground
down. The girls that had been in the pit with me (And me too) all rushed
over to the principal top ask why it was shut down. She frowned, and told
us it wasn't somehting for little girls to hear, but we pressed her until
she finally sighed, and told us about how a man had died during the construction
of the school. He was killed when the foundation had caved in on him one
ngiht, but he was neevr burried. They had simply built over him. Years later,
his daughter had asked to have his body properly burried near the school,
and so he was burried properly down by the "pit". When they ahd
built the playground, his grave was disturbed, and theyw ere now closign
it down so that the casket could be moved toa proper spot in the cemetary.
This story frightened up so much, we couldn't sleep for days. After the
casket ahd been moved, starnge thigns would happen around the school. Doors
would slam shut by themselves, and then would creak open slowly. Cold breezes
would rush into our classroom on hot humid days, and if you listened very
carefully, you could allways hear footsteps. The year after we left for
highschool, the small school was torn down. Apperntly, children had come
home claiming a ghost was in the school, and the parents would freak out.
Soon, hardly any students remained at the school, and it shut down and was
torn down. Now, there is a small stone in the field where the school once
stood, that sais that once there was a school there. Beside it is a small
smooth grave marker of the man that died. I would like to know if this is
possible, that is, for a ghost to haunt a school because it ahd killed him.
All of this disturbed me a great deal. If you walk by the school and it's
really quiet, you can hear footsteps and a rattling doorknob.
My name is: I'm 38, married, a woman, have a dog named Pit, and love
horses.
From: - cjasniks@direct.aol.com
How I found your page: I just wrote down ghosts on my net search
engine, and here I was.
Oct 10, 1997 - 12:36 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Once upon a time there was a boy
named Jason. He wanted to be in a club called the Zigzags. They were a mean
group of boys that didn`t care who they hurt or what they did. But in order
to get into the club you had to pass the initiation. The initiation was
to walk through the whole forest that was supposedely haunted. In that forest
an old doctor had hung himself for accidentely killing someone. It was Jason`s
turn tonight. "Now remember you can`t light the lantern till the very
end." Jason took off. In not to long he was at the tree where the noose
still hung. But it wasn`t a noose he saw someone was hanging there! It was
the doctor he just knew it. He took off running towards the beggining of
the forest. When he got there all of them where laughing. They told him
it was just Scott standing on a chair. They walked into the woods to get
him but when they got to him he was swinging. He had fallen off the chair
and hung himself.
My name is: I am a twelve year old girl and I love reading.
From: - mdodson@bloomfield.k12.mo.us
How I found your page: Our teacher found your address in the newspaper.
Oct 10, 1997 - 15:56 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I lived in Wisconsin I had
my first of two experiences with the paranormal. I was 9. I used to wake
up in the middle of the night and I'd hear a noise from the steps. Almost
like someone was running up and down. I'd go in to the living room and turn
on the light. There was nothing there. I'd tell my mom in the morning. She
would always tell me it was the house settling and no to talk about it anymore.
That was the first. Since I was 9 I really thought I was just imagining
things. I never believed the house was haunted. My second experienced happened
when I was 16. I was at my grandmothers house in New Jersey. She lives in
a one floor ranch style house. My grandmother and grandfather were there
that night along with my parents and my uncle Mike. I used the bathroom
in the master bedroom which is on the far right side of the house. Everybody
was in the kitchen on the other side of the house. While using the bathroom
I could hear everybody's voice in the kitchen. As I sat I felt a tingling
sensation and I heard little footsteps, almost like a kids. My heart began
to pound in my throat. I then heard heavy breathing. It walked up to the
door and I looked at the door. I wanted to scream but I couldnt. All of
the sudden it stopped. I instantly ran out of the room and into the kitchen.
Everybody was in there drinking coffee and in deep discusion. I sat at the
table and waited for someone else to come in the room. Noone did. I waited
and sat at the kitchen table for hours waiting to see if someone else was
there playing a joke on me. Nobody showed up. We left and I never told anybody.
About 4 years later I was sitting in my grandmothers kitchen talking to
my uncle Mike and told him what happened. Before I could mention the breathing
he stopped me and told me he had the same thing happen to him but there
was heavy breathing. I will never go to the bathroom alone in the house
again. This is true. The way I was feeling will never be forgotten.
My name is: I'm 23 years old.
From: - dogboyy@aol.com
How I found your page: Stumbled on it.
Oct 10, 1997 - 20:02 -
Ghostly experience or comment: back in 1992, i had just put my
one year old daughter to bed. one year earlier, her father, whom she never
met had passed away. anyway i was going up the stairs to go to bed myself.
i saw what appeared to be a cloud of smoke drift from under her door up
into the ceiling. i checked it out and found no evidence of fire so i went
onto bed. sometime in the middle of the night i was awaken for some reason.
i looked up and saw my daughter's father standing by her crib (we slept
in the same room) i sat up not believing what i was seeing but it was him.
he touched her lightly on the back and gave me that little wave that he
was famous for. ever since then i know that he his still looking after his
little girl...the little girl he never lived to meet.
My name is: i'm a 27 year old mother of 3 darling children
From: - asah1959
How I found your page: friends told me about it.
Oct 12, 1997 - 01:52 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was a child, about 6 or
7, my mother bought me a puppy.A tiny lhasa apso,we named her Ching. Ching
and I were best friends, well she was my only friend for years.My mom had
just remarried and I had a step-brother and sister.Still I was an only child,
and alone. I was an "outcast" a "terrible child". ect.
Remember i was 7 years old.Ching would lie in my lap as i cried and eventually
fell asleep...only to awaken with her right beside me.For all I did not
have she compensated for.Always. When my mom and step-family seperated (to
be blunt, I was giddy) my mom and I moved to a place where we couldn't have
Ching.So my step father kept her for us.He went on the road... and his new
girl friend ran over "my only freind"with her car. Last year,
many years later, in early May, I went to a channeling. My first one.I was
very nervous.On an impulse I asked to meet my spirit guide.Kathy lowered
her head and spoke to me. " Oh how beautiful you have become. I watched
you grow from a small girl into a beautiful young lady.How I miss running
up and down the halls with you, but with all things comes an end."
Towards the end of the channel Kathy looked at me with her eyes shut, and
said " You will now know me as Haley and through the comets tail everything
is illuminated." I never understood what she meant by "running
up and down the halls". Because I never had any imaginary friends.Come
to think of it...all I did have for most of my childhood, was Ching. Whatever
the channel meant entirely I'll never know. What iI do know however,is I
loved her and I still do. She is with me always.
My name is: my name is Kim and since that experiance I have met my
biological father who had died before i was born. Channeling is real and
has saved my sanity. {:O)
From: - danandheidilow@webtv.net
How I found your page: i was looking for experiances such as my own.
and came very close. i admire your work.you should get more stories like
my own
Oct 12, 1997 - 12:05 -
Ghostly experience or comment: One night I was sleeping in my
sisters bed. I usually wake up during the night and turn over or use the
bathroom.Well I woke up and saw a strange appearing shaddow on the wall
it was in the shape of a man in a cape bending over. I thought it was just
me dreaming or something so I went back to sleep. I woke up again, no needing
to go to go to the bathroom or anything, there was the strange figure again
on the wall.I screamed bluddy murder and after what seamed like hours my
parents came in the room and switched on the lights. I was sweating and
my sister was to.When I told my parents what happend they told me I was
dreaming. My sister told me later she had the same dream. I haven't had
another experience sence.
My name is: I live in stinnett Texas, I am 13 yrs.old
From: - ci16@hotmail.com
How I found your page: on location up at the top i pushed in halloween
and it took me here
Oct 12, 1997 - 14:10 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was about 13 or so, my sister
and I started to hear strange noises around our house. Doors would open
and close and we would hear footsteps up and down the stairway only to find
nobody at the foot of the stairs. Other family members just pushed the noises
off as the house settleing. We knew we were not alone in that house and
never determined what the noises were. However, one day as I was laying
on the couch relaxing, a very strong "force" so to speak, literally
picked me up and threw me to the back of the couch. I was not hurt but definatly
spooked. After that we never heard another noise from the house. Go Figure!
My name is:
From: - pennylynn@msn.com
How I found your page:
Oct 12, 1997 - 14:18 -
Ghostly experience or comment: One day a friend of my brothers
had asked me to babysit for his 2 kids. They said they have a hard time
keeping babysitters. I just figured it was because the kids were brats.
I soon found out it had nothing to do with the kids. When I entered the
house everything seemed normal. The kids were already asleep so I had an
easy night ahead of me...so I thought. I was watching TV when I started
to hear the noises in the attic. I was not really afraid but curious as
to what was up there. I soon fell asleep but when I woke I knew I was not
alone. I looked out across the hall, still have asleep, but awake enough
to notice the back door opening then closing. The pantry door then opened
and closed. I'm not sure why I didn't bolt from the house just then other
than the fact that there was a warm feeling in the air. I knew I was not
going to be harmed in any way. I was nervous for the rest of the night but
needless to say, I did not fall back to sleep. When the parents came back
I did not mention the happenings. I'm not sure why other than the fact that
they might think I'm crazy. My brother drove me home that night and I told
him about what had happened. He smiled and said why do you think they have
a hard time keeping babysitters. It was discovered that a man had died in
the house of cancer. He has never left. The 5 year old boy that lived in
the house actually knew the mans name and conversed with him at night. He
was a friendly ghost. He picked the mail up off the floor everyday and put
it on the bar. He loved when there was a party at the house. It seemed that
he became more noisey and active at those times. I never did babysit for
them again but I sure did enjoy the stories that came from the house.
My name is:
From: - pennylynn@msn.com
How I found your page: through holloween.com
Oct 12, 1997 - 20:46 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I was working on the school farm,
and one night I went to check on some animals in one of the far pastures.
I was driving down the dirt road that led to the pasture and the headlights
caught someting that I can't explain I knowit wasn't an animal because when
light hits an animals eyes they reflect the light back and let me tell you
there were no reflections from any eyes. After I saw this I found the nearest
place to turn around and Ihigh-tailed it out of there. The next day I was
talking to one of my friends and he told me that in the mid 1800's they
hung a man for stealing horses. So we went down there together and I showed
him where I saw it he said thats 10 feet from where they hung him. After
I found this out I never went back there at night anymore.
My name is: 20 year old scared Ag Student
From: - Mandibal 2@aol.com
How I found your page: Thru a link at Shadowlands
Oct 13, 1997 - 00:24 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I work in a local video store in
Pennsylvania. Ever since I have worked there, many ghost stories have been
told about our "haunted store". Some claim to have seen a girl
on numerous occasions, others have seen movies fly across the room etc.
I for one have never seen the ghost, but I have heard whistling, which really
freaked me out.
My name is:
From: - amberb@fast.net
How I found your page:
Oct 13, 1997 - 15:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: As a 20 year old college student
who is still afraid of bumps in the night, it goes without saying that i
led a terrified childhood. I was convinced that every shadow and noise were
linked to an evil ghost that wanted to terrorize my life. I spent countless
nights awake in bed awaiting the doom I knew lurked inside the closet or
under my bed. My poor mother spent hours trying to convince me that there
were no such thing as ghosts. Now, years later, my sceptic mother is the
one who has a solid ghost story. Between the ages of ten and twelve I lived
in a huge yellow victorian house in Midland, Tx. It was not an old house,
but it still was creepy looking. During those few years I continued to be
petrified of every noise I heard, but I never heard anything that stood
out. Well, at the age of 12 our family moved to Houston, and my mother decided
to let us in on a ghostly secret. She never wanted to tell us while we lived
there because she knew we would be trying to sleep with her every night
(especially me). My father is in the oil business and was constantly traveling,
leaving my mother alone many nights. She says that the strange occuraces
only took place when he was away. She says that after she would get in bed
she'd heard the distinct noise of children running up the stairs, laughing
and singing. She would come tearing out of her room ready to tan our butts
for being out of bed, but would find no one there. Then,she would run to
our rooms expecting to find us in a pretend slumber. Every time she did
this we really were asleep. She says that she would hover above us to see
if we were breathing heavy from running or if we would flinch, and everytime
we were out cold. Some nights, she said the ghost were so loud that she
could not sleep. On those occations she would have to do is stick her head
out of the door and tell them to be quite because it was late. My father
never heard anything, but my grandmother did. My parents were on vacation
and my grandmother stayed with us. She says that she experienced the exact
phenomenom that my mother had. Supposedly my mother had never told anyone
her story, and that my grandmother approached her with the tale. They have
a theory that only mothers can hear the children's playful antics, since
no one else in the house ever heard them. When I first heard the story a
few years ago I was so angry that my mom never told me when we were there.
I am the one who has been waiting for a ghost encounter my whole life and
I wanted to experince the haunting too. Now looking back on it I am happy
she never told me. Since I am not a mother I probably could not have heard
them even if I tried, plus I never would have gone to sleep.
My name is: Fight'n Texas Aggie Class of 1999! WHOOOP!
From: - ltb7042@labs.tamu.edu
How I found your page:
Oct 14, 1997 - 15:02 -
Ghostly experience or comment: One day while in England- whil
visiting- I was staying at a bed and breakfast in Dorset. I was talking
to the owner asking her if she had any ghots there. She said she had a mischevious
one. The next day I had just finished combing my hair and went to brakfast.
After I came back to my room and the comb was gone. So I said I was leaving
tomorrow and would like my comb back, please. When I awoke the next morning
my comb was sitting on the floor!!!
My name is: I have red hair and like to type.
From: -
How I found your page: surfing the net
Oct 15, 1997 - 16:26 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This experience still haunts me
up to this day. Well, it all started when my best friends' grandmother had
passed away. She was living in my friends house, and we all knew her time
was coming up. Anyway, while I was taking one last look at her in her coffin
during the viewing, I had thought that I'd seen her open up her left eye,
look at me, and then close her eye. As freaked out as I was about it, I
had figured it was my imagination. So later on that night, I was with my
friend (the one who had lost her grandmother) and I told her what I thought
I had seen. Then, she tells me she had thought she seen it too!! Ok, we
were both definately freaked out by the entire thing, but we let it pass.
So it's about 1 week later (from the funeral), and I was over my friends
house once again. Well, her parents had left for a few hours, it was a Friday
night, and we were both bored. So she called up one of her friends so we
could all hang out and do something. While she was talking, I put the sterio
on. Then we both noticed that the volume button was moving up and down on
the sterio!! So I told her to get off the phone, and I was going to drive
us around for a little bit until her parents came home. When we ran to my
car, we saw that someone was sitting in the passengers seat! It was very
dark, so we couldn't see who it was. But then we thought it looked like
her grandmother! Then, we heard a door slam inside the house and we both
looked. When we looked back at my car, it was empty. We tried to explain
everything that happened to her parents when they came home at 1:00 in the
morning, but they didn't believe us. I was petrified to get back into my
car and drive home that night. Thankfully, nothing like that has happened
ever since. But I don't think that we'll be spending anymore nights alone
in her house.
My name is: I'm just an average, ordinary guy
From: - bsarbouk@rvcc.raritanval.edu
How I found your page: I was browsing through the internet and eventually
found it.
Oct 16, 1997 - 10:25 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I was at my friend's house and
we were in her room. Every time we left the room and closed the door something
would bark and at first we thought it was her sister's dog but it wasn't!
The dog was outside! And the sound was coming from over by the window. So
we went to her sister's room to see if the same thing happened when you
closed the door. But it didn't! When we were in her room contemplating on
what was going on a figure appeared in her mirror!But only for a quick second.
Long enough for me to see what it looked like! It was a girl about 12 or
13 years old and she looked like my cousin Billie-Ann! She had a dog with
her that looked like the neighbor's dog Reggie. So that's what we called
them! We tried to see if they would come back to us but they never did!
Some time later I got a call from my friend and she told me that ( oh yeah
we had taken her sister's dog to the spot and it sat there and sniffed the
spot like there was something there )her sister's dog had peed in the exact
same spot where we heard the barking!!! I've never heard another thing about
it!!
My name is: I believe in ghosts and spirits and stuff and I've had
some pretty bad experiences with evil spirits!
From: - Nala14@hotmail.com
How I found your page: Off another page called Ghoooosts or something
like that!
Oct 16, 1997 - 12:38 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have had several experiences
with ghosts. The first that I remember is when I was 7 years old and I looked
up the stairs at my home and saw a billowy white specter...my mother said
it was probably the curtain but the window was nearly four feet away. Last
year I was walking from my garage to my back door. I turned around and saw
a very tall black figure standing in the alley. Within the blink of an eye,
it disappeared. I was scared to death! Also, I often see "shadows"
at the corners of my eyes. I believe these are spirits as well. I have seen
a large cat-like figure walking in my home....I don't own a cat.
My name is: My name is Mary and I am 41 years old. A little bit crazy,
but then you have to be in the world we live in today!
From: - mbeem@gwnet.isd.state.in.us
How I found your page:
Oct 16, 1997 - 12:39 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have had several experiences
with ghosts. The first that I remember is when I was 7 years old and I looked
up the stairs at my home and saw a billowy white specter...my mother said
it was probably the curtain but the window was nearly four feet away. Last
year I was walking from my garage to my back door. I turned around and saw
a very tall black figure standing in the alley. Within the blink of an eye,
it disappeared. I was scared to death! Also, I often see "shadows"
at the corners of my eyes. I believe these are spirits as well. I have seen
a large cat-like figure walking in my home....I don't own a cat.
My name is: My name is Mary and I am 41 years old. A little bit crazy,
but then you have to be in the world we live in today!
From: - mbeem@gwnet.isd.state.in.us
How I found your page: looking up the word "ghosts" on
Yahoo.
Oct 16, 1997 - 19:50 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My favorite uncle died just recently
of AIDS. He was one of three sons and eight daughters that my grandmother
had. When he was in the hospital being treated my aunt Patty would visit
him everyday and take care of him. I have another aunt, Beva, who is a very
greety woman and she also visited him, but not as much as Patty. Well, to
make a long story short my aunt Beva was with my uncle in the hospital when
he died. My uncle made a will while he was dying and when it was time to
say who would get his valuble belongings, my aunt Beva made him sign her
name(my uncle could barely move a muscle to defend himself). Everyone in
my family knew this because it's not possible that he would leave everything
to her. We all hated her for a while then later our anger passed. But everytime
Beva would go to my grandmothers house, which was the heart of the family
and where my uncle spent most of his sick days, she would set her purse
on a chair at the dining room table. And everytime she set down her purse
it would fall off. Also my uncle takes care of my aunt Patty because once
she was with her boyfriend in her room and that day a statue of a flower
that was on her dresser fell. It was a statue that belonged to my uncle.
She took it as a sign that he was watching out for her.
My name is: I'm 19 and I live in Illinois.
From: - e-suaste@students.district125.k12.il.us
How I found your page: I just looked up ghosts and I saw your page.
Oct 16, 1997 - 21:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: First off, I'd like to say that
this is a very, very good site. I've always been interested in the world
of ghosts. Partly because I've had so many experiences. My earliest one
that I remember is when I was around five years old, I saw a the ghost of
an old woman. She was all grey, hair, cloaths, her complextion was very
pale. She was dressed in an old style of dress. I was living in a very old
house at the time. I saw her on the stairs and went to the foot of the stairs
and looked up at her. She looked down at me and smiled, then she vanished.
I ran up the stairs to see where she went, I couldn't find her. Then I ran
downstairs and I couldn't find her there. I never did find out who she was.
I'll tell you one more of my experiences, if you want to hear more, e-mail
me and I'd gladly tell you :-). One happened in the summer of '97. My mother
works for a company called Hospice. A guy died a couple a blocks away and
she had to go to the death to take care of the family and all. After the
visit and that same night, I was sitting here at the computer and I saw
out of the corner of my eye, an old man, totally white, no color whatsoever,
lift up his hand, like he was waving good bye. I turned my head and looked
at him directly. He stayed for a minute then he faded away. All throught
this experience I had an odd feeling, like I get whenever something like
that happens. I went down and asked my mom about the death she went to,
and told her about what happened. She said that that was probably the man
who she had just visited. I don't know why he chose me, someone who he probably
never knew in life, to appear to.
My name is: I enjoy reading, learning, hearing stories, martial arts,
mystical arts (white, no black magick), acting and lotsa other fun stuff.
From: - NORMALQQ@aol.com
How I found your page: I was searching for pages with ghosts, and
I found yers!
Oct 17, 1997 - 08:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Well, when I was a student, it
was 2 years ago I with my neighbours provoked the ghosts. It was very interesting
and we really provoked some ghost. We made this with a paper circle, at
this paper was write the letters, numbers from 0 to 9, yes at the one side
of the circle and no at other. And in the middle of circle was a little
black full circle and at this circle stand a glass. First of all the first
ghost which we provoked was a black man, born in 1498 in town, probably
in old Africa and he was killed. I must say every ghosts, which we are provoked
was killed. But the last ghost was as a devil. He was very bad and we were
can not revoke him. We were started to a pray and after half hour he was
gone. From this evoke I do not evoke the ghosts again.
My name is: My name is Tania, and I think about myself that I do
not pertain to this world. I do not think about myself I am a alien, but
... who know? When I was 13 my father was die. He was for me everything
at this world and I make everthing I am prepare make everything for find
contact to him at other world.
From: - hingis@rasax.sk
How I found your page: in Lycos. I am interest in paranormal activity
Oct 18, 1997 - 02:54 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Seance This is a true story, I
was there. The names have been changed because I don't feel comfortable
otherwise. In 1972, when I was a senior in an all boys high school a classmate
had a birthday party at his home one friday night. Mostly guys were present,
maybe about 15-20 of us. There were only a few girls. Well, there was no
drinking or smoking or drugs of any kind, I don't think any of us used drugs
and very few of us had ever drank very much. Well to tell the truth, there
wasn't much to do at this party so the birthday boy decided he wanted to
hold a seance. To my knowledge no one in our group had ever done anything
like that. But they got some candles set up and all sat around the dining
room table. Must of been about 10-12 guys. Well, I didn't like the sound
of this and wandered off to the living room to watch TV for awhile. They
had turned off the lights in the dining room and started the seance. They
sat in there for about 5 minutes calling for a spirit to show them a sign.
Then the birthday boy, whose idea this was, started to call Satan. He taunted
Satan and told him to send a sign he was real. I heard all this and thought
they were just being stupid. Well, nothing happened. Then a guy, George,
came out of the seance and said he was leaving for something, I don't remember.
His girlfriend and her friend, who hadn't been in the seance, left with
him. I just sat there watching TV. Well, they were still calling Satan and
laughing and carrying on in there and all of a sudden the lights went out
all over the house. They all ran out of the dining room laughing, nobody
was really freaked out, nothing had happened in there. I went outside and
saw that the lights were out in the entire neighborhood. Then about 10 minutes
later, the lights came back on again. The seance of course was broken up
and we just sat around. Then I heard a siren in the distance. Minutes later
my cousin drove up and told us that George was dead. His car had hit a telephone
pole just minutes ago and had knocked out all the power to the neighborhoo.
My cousin had found him dying in the crushed Camaro, death rattle in his
throat, a piece of aluminum driven through his head. One girl's forehead
was lacerated and crushed from hitting the windshield, the other suffered
some broken bones. They both lived. This was enough of a sign for me. One
minute a guy in in a seance calling on Satan, taunting Satan. The next minute
he is dead. The conclusion here is obvious. If you call on a spirit, call
on the Holy Spirit, for God loves you.
My name is:
From: - midway@aol.com
How I found your page:
Oct 18, 1997 - 15:09 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I was about 4 years old. My brother
was taking Karate lessons in St. James, Mo. My father was usually the one
who would take us ( my brother And I ) up there. While my brother did his
lesson, Dad and I went to a cemetary. He said He wanted to see if any of
our family was buried there. It was a little cemetary where you could see
all over. So Dad let me walk a little on my own, but kept a good eye on
me. On the way home, Dad looked in the mirror and said that i was always
talking to myself. When I got home, Mom asked what we did. I told her that
I had made the best of friends in the cemetary. Needless to say my parents
were a little freaked out. But my dad kept taking me there because I enjoyed
myself with my "friends". Ever since then, I have had dreams of
my old "friends" and ever time I visit a new cemetary, I always
make a new friend.
My name is: I have been intrested in every paranormal thing . I have
no clue why.
From: - jerbear14@hotmail.com
How I found your page: Looked up Ghosts
Oct 18, 1997 - 22:12 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I, personally, have not seen any
ghosts but there is no doubt in mind that there could be one or more ghosts
residing in my house. Since I've been living here, two immediate family
members have died. First my mother who passed away December, Friday the
13th, 1996. Next, and only a week ago, my 11 year old dog died. So that
assures me that no matter what of the past, there has been deaths in this
house. But there is also my basement. I'm sure everyone wonders if they
live in house upon a person's grave. My house is over 100 years old, and
the basement floor is dirt. Freaks me out badly. Next, when my Grandmother
was living with us, she always saw stuff or people who were never there.
Everyone in the house said it's old age, you know, oltimer's. But her descriptions
were always vivid. If she was talking to you, telling you that she sees
someone that you can't, you can always shut your eyes and picture exactly
what it looks like to her. It looks so real. And finally, though I only
saw it on TV, there was a story of a family thatlived in a house which was
apparently built upon a portal from our world to beyond. Any time the man
took a picture, there would be weird lighting or actual, distinct faces
in a mirror, if a mirror was shown in the picture. He got a man to put up
an infrared camera at night. They showed the actual film on the show. Green
balls of energy glowed while going across the screen back and forth. I wanted
to tell that because I for one found it weird and interesting.
My name is: I'm only 16 but love ghosts
From: - mputz@interhop.net
How I found your page: Yahoo, Canada
Oct 19, 1997 - 16:06 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My family and I moved to an old
house when i was 6. From the beginning, we knew there was something strange
about the house. We sould hear sounds like ashtrays skidding across the
kitchen counters if we were in the living room. One vivid memory I have
happened on one morning when my little brohter and two of our friends were
playing in our bedrooom when all of a sudden a toy truck flew through the
air and landed across the room on a clothes chest. We were very frightened
and ran into my parents' room to tell them what had happpened, but they
played it off like we were pretending. We weren't. I think they did secretly
believe us, but were aware that the thought of actual ghosts living in out
house would frighten us. There were several more occurances like sounds
in coming from the second floor, which was a not-yet-completed floor and
was our playroom. Neither of us nor our friends would ever venture to that
floor or be left there alone. One time, I remember a babysitter (I think
it was my cousin) was sleeping on the living room couch and in the wee hours
of morning (as she told us the next day) she was awakened by this "feeling"
she rolled over to see a man standing there in the doorway, propped up against
the door drinking a cup of coffee and staring at her. She pretended she
was still asleep, paralyzed with fear, I'm sure. We have lived in that house
for over 15 years now and the noises have since stopped. The upstairs has
been fully remodeled into my parents' bedroom. I think that the remodeling
had something to do with the noises going away. In all the time that things
were going on, we never were worried about any physical harm being done
to us, it was just a slightly annoying "presence."
My name is: 21 yr. old female college student
From: - Oompa777@aol.com
How I found your page: researching on Yahoo for supernatural sights
Oct 19, 1997 - 19:15 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hi,I'm only 13 and I have seen
plenty of ghosts.I have about 3 stories and all of them occured to my mom,grandma,step-mom,and
me.First,I used to live in a small town and it was about 12:00pm I guess
and my mom and I went to the store for 30 min.Well by the time we got back
the garage door was torn off it's hinges and the screen door was too.We
walked through the house and everything was torn up.We called the police
and they found no evidence that it was a humanbeing that could of does this
especially what happened to the garage door.Then on another occassion my
grandma,mom,and me were playing the ouiji board and couldn't get it to work,so
we decided to start the cookies and no one had mess with the ouiji and when
we turned around it was on the floor.We had it sitting on the tableand the
curser was on the floor on the other side of the table.Then when my family
takes pictures of me there is a white cloud standing in front of me and
won't let any one take a picture of me.SO WHAT EVER YOU DO DON'T BE AFRAID
IF YOU SEE A CLOUD THAT LOOKS LIKE SMOKE STANDING BY YOU.
My name is: my name is SABRINA and i love to play the ouiji board
and i have dreams that come true everytime and its not de ja voo
From: -
How I found your page: doing research on true ghosts stories
Oct 19, 1997 - 20:13 -
Ghostly experience or comment: One night I was at my friend Allen
house down the street from me. His mother had just recieved an old grandfather
clock from her aunt. I was told the clock was from a "haunted house".
The clock was not in working condition as the gears that moved the pedulum
back and forth were stripped. Also the clock was not plugged in. About midnight
that night, me and my friend were talking and suddenly, the clock began
to chime. We ran down stairs to look at the clock, it was stilling chiming.
I havent been back to his house since.
My name is:
From: - tbmwa29@aol.com
How I found your page: looking for ghost stories
Oct 20, 1997 - 18:09 -
Ghostly experience or comment: my grandfather died when i was
i6yrs. old. i loved him very much and we were extremely close...the night
of the funeral i cried myself to bed...i awoke in the middle of the night
to find granddad at the foot of my bed. i wasn't at all afraid. he spoke
very slowly and carefully. he said that he was okey and that i should'nt
cry. also, that he loved me...i never told anyone in the family..but, i
know it did happen because i knew that he was buried in a blue, pin stripped
suit. you see, we are jewish and do not view our dead.. no one [except grandmother]
knew what he was wearing! and of course, what he was wearing was never discused.
it has been more then 40 years and i still remember "when grandfather
came to comfort me"......anansi
My name is: just you average spectacular person
From: - anansi@home.com
How I found your page: through the @home cable service
Oct 21, 1997 - 04:48 -
Ghostly experience or comment: It all started in September of
1995. I was a senior at the University of Illinois. One of my friends rented
an old house on campus with three other students. One night during a party,
I was walking up the back staircase to the bathroom and I froze midway up
the stairs. I was overcome with a feeling of sheer terror. I was cold and
overwhelmed with a feeling of dread. I ran back down the stairs into a room
of about 30 people who thought I was insane. A few people from the party
slept over that night, including myself, and we were all awakened by a stereo
playing at full volume in a room upstairs. No one had turned it on. I began
spending a lot of time at the house and began noticing that brand new light
bulbs were burning out almost on a daily basis. Everyone agreed with me,
but attributed it to some sort of faulty electrical wiring. A couple of
months later, one of the four roommates finally believed me that the house
was haunted. He was the first one back after Thanksgiving break. He was
sitting in the living room on the main floor when he heard some one run
up the stairs and slam a door. Wondering which of his roommates was home,
he went upstairs only to find empty bedrooms with all of the doors open.
He spent that night at his girlfriend's apartment. Just a few days later,
a second roommate was sitting in his upstairs bedroom when he heard a loud
crash. He turned around and found that one of his dresser drawers had fallen
out onto the middle of the floor--at least five feet away from the dresser.
The next few events were all to take place in that same bedroom. One night
I was studying in that room and there was a bright halogen lamp that was
causing a glare on the computer screen that I was working on. I asked my
friend to turn down the dimmer switch. We got in a silly argument--I kept
turning it down and then he would turn it all the way back up. This went
on for about two minutes when he finally gave in and left it on really dim.
We both sat back down and the lamp turned itself all the way up then down,
up, down...until I was so scared that I ripped the cord out of the wall.
Soon after that, I went home. Although he was a bit shaken up, my friend
stayed there intending on pulling an "all-nighter". Apparently,
as he was studying in bed sometime in the early morning he dozed off. He
woke up startled because he could feel someone lying in the bed next to
him, under the covers. He laid in bed for a few more moments to make sure
that he was really awake and not dreaming. Then he quickly threw back the
covers and for an instant, clearly saw a little boy curled up at the bottom
of his bed--then the boy just vanished. The experience really upset him
and he immediately left the house. Neither one of us went back until about
two weeks later when some of his relatives came to visit. We had another
party that night and all was well until about 1:00 in the morning. The party
had cleared out around midnight when everyone went out to the bars. The
visiting relatives were too young to go the bars and decided that they would
wait there for everyone to get back. Some time after everyone went to the
bars the visitors decided to walk down the street to get something to eat.
On their way back, when they were about a block away from the house, they
noticed that the lights in the house were on. They had turned them off when
they left, so they figured that all of us were back. As they got closer
to the house they could hear music and see shadows of people from behind
the closed curtains. But, as soon as they opened the door, the house was
dark and silent--all in a matter of a few seconds. When we all got back,
we found them sitting at the corner down the street from the house, absolutely
terrified. They told us all about it, but we weren't surprised. After that,
the house seemed like it was back to normal--nothing strange happened for
a few months. The third roommate was spending the weekend alone in the house
and was a little freaked out when he went to bed, so he decided to lock
all the doors and windows and leave to t.v. and lights on over night. He
was awakened by loud music the next morning. This time it was the stereo
downstairs--he ran downstairs to find the t.v. and lights off and the stero
on full blast, but the doors and windows were still locked. He tried to
blame it on faulty wiring again until he realized that in order to turn
on that stereo, two buttons had to be pushed in and the volume dial had
to be turned up manually. Some one or something had to have pushed the buttons
and turned the dial because he had listened to it the night before and was
certain that he turned it off and had the volume on a low setting. Now three
out of the four roommates were total believers. The year was almost over
and it was the day before graduation when the last strange thing happened.
I was over at the house playing darts with my friend and one other person
was there waiting to play the winner. I was throwing the darts, with my
eyes focused on the board. The guy I was playing against was next to the
board, and I thought that the other person was standing next to me because
I could see him out of the corner of my eye--standing RIGHT next to me.
I told him to back off and give me some room and I turned around and no
one was there. The guy waiting to play happened to be in the bathroom, so
basically, I think that there was a ghost standing right beside me. My friend
next to the dart board saw nothing. And that was it, most of us all graduated
and left town. All of us, except the one non-believing rommate who had signed
a lease to stay in that very same house for the following school year. It
has now been over a year since any of us have returned to the house. The
one roommate who stayed is now going on his third school year living in
the house and has still seen nothing. However, he is now on his third set
of roommates that is convinced that the house is haunted. His roommates
from last year and his roommates from this year all have had their own ghostly
experiences. The only way I can explain the one roommate's lack of experiences
is that he is a quiet guy and pretty much keeps to himself. He was wasn't
at any of the parties that we had and his bedroom is the only one that is
downstairs. Or maybe it's just that he was the only one who never even considered
the possibility that the house could be haunted--he just never believed
in its power.
My name is: Chicago, female, 23
From: - ESHQ47
How I found your page: By looking for more information about hauntings
Oct 21, 1997 - 12:34 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hello. My experience, or shall
I say one of my many experiences happed when I was about 15 years old. I
was in the relm just before deep sleep, when I had a pulling affect on my
body. It was as if someone was trying to wake me. I began to open my eyes.
The way my room was situated at the time my bed was at an angle to my window.
The neighbor two doors down had a large street light in his back yard that
shown all night long through my window. Back to what I was talking about.
Anyway, I began to open my eyes, just to give a little look about and there
was what appeared to be a man with a blank face. It was just white but solid.
In fear I struck the object, ghost whatever you want to call it with my
fist. And swung my leg about to kick my touch lamp on. When the light came
on. Nothing was there. But I know something was because my fist hurt. If
it was an intruder I would have seen him run or he would be unconscious
on the floor, but he wasn't all of my windows were locked my cat was asleep
in the corner and my door to my room was locked. I never feel secure with
the door unlocked. My mother always told me it was a fire hazard to have
my door locked. Oh well. I always closed and locked my closet doors too.
To this day I still do. Call me a scaredicat but If you had the experiences
I have had you would too. I still to this day do not know what it was that
I hit. But I do know that the area that I had lived in, where my family
still lives was where one of the battles of North Point was held. You know
the battle of 1814. I don't know what to make of it, aside from being a
firm, firm bliever of the afterlife. Thank you.
My name is: I am 22, mother of one beautiful girl and married happily.
still plagued in new home with ghosts.
From: - lbeam@ciena.com
How I found your page: frequent flyer of halloween.com
Oct 21, 1997 - 14:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I am a high school English teacher
and have always been interested in the unexplained. I have had many students
relay stories to me about experiences they have had or heard about. One
story deals with our high school. About 20 years ago, two baseball players
were in a whirlpool together and turned on the motor. The whirlpool was
not grounded correctly and both boys were electocuted. Later, one of them
died. In the school, we have an alarm system that patches sounds into the
local police station for the police to monitor. Several times the police
have heard the sounds of laughter, lockers and doors slamming shut, and
someone running down the hallways. When they investigate, they are unable
to find anyone in the building. The most interesting account happened when
a local firm was remodeling our gymnasium. In order to not disturb classes
and basketball practices, the construction company had agreed to work after
school hours and before school started in the morning. One particular morning
a worker showed up earlier than usual to finish his particular project.
When he entered the gym, he noticed a boy standing and looking at him. The
worker thought nothing of it and began his work. He felt the presence of
the boy still watching him and he turned to start a conversation with him.
When the worker turned around, the boy was no longer there. Thinking that
the boy had left the area, he resumed his work. When the worker's supervisor
arrived at the job, he asked the worker if everything was going okay. The
worker replied that everything was fine, but that a student was in the gym
when he had come to work. The supervisor then told the principal what had
happened and asked the principal to tell the students not to enter the gym
before school started as not to bother the workers. The principal asked
for a description of the student in order to discuss the matter with him.
The worker then told the supervisor and the principal that the boy was of
medium height, muscular build, brown hair, and was wearing on of the school's
football jerseys with the number 10 on it. The principal said that that
was impossible because since the death of the boy in the whirlpool, the
football team voted to retire that number in his memory. The worker insisted
that the student he say was wearing the number 10. The principal then told
the worker the story about the death and even showed the worker a picture
of the dead boy. When the worker saw the picture, he becoame very excited
- the boy in the picture was the very boy that he had seen in the gym that
morning. An interesting side note to that story: I was telling this story
to a few of my students, when one of them informed me that her father was
the other boy in the whirlpool that day and that he has had dreams about
the other boy and to this day cannot walk into the hight school without
"feeling" his presence.
My name is: 35 year old school teacher with husband, two children
From: - rpoe@bourbon.k12.ky.us. (Please do not use my name)
How I found your page: yahoo search under:Ghosts
Oct 21, 1997 - 16:50 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I awoke early one morning thinking
I was running late for school. As I rolled over to look at the alarm clock,
I was surprised to see a short, muscular man starring down at me beside
my bed. My eyes enlarged, as well as his own, and then he vanished as quick
as I saw him. I later realized by his height that he was either kneeling
beside me or was a small child. Early again the next morning, I heard the
pitter patter of a child's footsteps in the emplty house. All alone, I could
only guess it was the steps of the child watching me sleep. What else can
I do to locate the problem of this lost child? I live in a old civil war
house that is over 200 yearsold, and civil war memories have been found
in our basement. What can I do???
My name is: an art major at Shepherd College, female, 21 yrs. old
From: - lesley@lab.com or prospero@intrepid.net
How I found your page: my sister helped locate it for me thru a search
engine
Oct 21, 1997 - 18:25 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My family and I have lived in our
house for about 9 or 10 years now and our house has never been haunted.
When I was about 7 (I am 13 now), my grandmother died. She was my favorite
person and loved us all soooo much. When I was about 10 or 11, she started
to let us know she was watching over us. When my parents would go on vacation,
I would stay at my grandparent's house and my 3 older siblings would stay
at home. One night something woke my sister up and she realized the light
in my room was on. She remembered turning it off. That was the only thing
that had happened for a while, until I started staying at home when my parents
left- about a year later. I was laying in my bed and my sister was in our
bathroom. I thought my brother was downstairs but I wasn't sure. I saw the
light in the living room come on, but I just assumed my brother was doing
something out there. My sister came by my room and asked me if I had turned
the light on. I said I thought it was our brother. She went and asked him
but he had been laying in his bed the whole time. Later that night, my sister
woke up to the smell of my grandmother's perfume. I dont remember what her
perfume smelled like but my sister seemed to. My sister decided my grandmother
was just watching over us, so my sister just started to talk to her. My
grandma doesn't do much anymore to let us know she's there, but we know
she is. Sometimes when we're laying in bed our desk lights will just come
on for no reason. I know why she wont just show herself to us also. When
she was little her brother, whom she was very close to, died. She was going
down to the basement and he was sitting down there. She was so afraid and
vowed that she would never do that to anyone. I never knew about that until
my sister told me. My second story is about my friend who has had many paranormal
experiences and many people close to her die. Once she was sitting in her
room and heard footsteps behind her and felt a presence. Her cat started
acting funny. When she turned around she saw a shadow and thought she was
seeing things. She turned back around and when she looked back it was still
there and right behind her. She saw it dissapear right before her eyes.
Also, before her 6th grade school year had started, she was having dreams
about coffins and darkness and a girl's face. When she entered school, she
found the girl that fit that face but she didn't remember her recurring
dream. Later that year the girl died of Lupus. The day the girl had died
she was sitting in class and above her teacher's head she saw the girls
face and a hand waving good-bye. It was the exact time the girl died and
no one knew about it yet. My friend has had many experiences with ouja boards
and candles and if you are interested, please e-mail me. -Shelly
My name is: I am a 13-year-old girl from Kansas
From: - rwolf@dailynews.net
How I found your page: a link on halloween.com
Oct 21, 1997 - 20:59 -
Ghostly experience or comment: In 1995 my grandfather died. The
same year that his favorite (my whole family's) baseball team the braves
won the World Series. Now, him and my Nana lived in Atlanta,GA. So you can
see why that was their favorite team. My Nana had been getting strange signs
that my granddad had been there. When the Braves won the World Series my
Nana had herd a sound like water on her living-room sky-light windows. So
she just thought that it might have started raining and she didn't notice
it because she was so tuned into the game. So she checked the porch. It
wasn't raining. Then she sat down and thought nothing of it. About 3 minutes
later it happened again. This time she figured it was just the nieghbors
parting. So she went and checked the nieghbors yard. There was nothing again.
It kept happening until she said, "He knows." It all stopped.
This year my nana's dog died. She (the dog) fell into the pool. Guess what.
It was on the 2 year anniversory of my granddad's death! E-mail:anna1200@hotmail.com
My name is: also another grandpa just died and a Brother died in
a car crash.
From: - anna1200@hotmail.com
How I found your page: I went to www.halloween.com
Oct 21, 1997 - 23:01 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I live in Crosby, Texas, a little
bump about 10 minutes from Houston. I'm not sure if any non-Texans will
know what I'm talking about, but there is this little suburb I live in called
Newport, on Lake Houston. There are several houses at the end of my street
that are supposedly built on Indian burial ground. I know this sounds like
a movie, and it was made into a made for t.v. telefilm a few years back.
Anyway, the people who live in the houses have all complained about various
things and have even been on Oprah and A Current Affair with their stories.
But this is my story, which not many people have heard, mainly because noone
believes it. When I was in sixth grade, my best friend lived in one of the
houses. Before they moved in, he was showing me the backyard with it's pool
and jacuzzi. Now, this yard was completley fenced in, there are two gates:
one by the house and one by the garage. The house was locked, which is why
we hadn't gone in. As we sat in the backyard talking, we heard a noise echoing
in the garage, then in the house(which is seperate from the garage.) As
if this wasn't bad enough, the gates both started rattling. Well, this scared
the beejeebers out of us because it was just starting to get dark. Since
the gates were rattling there was no way in heck we were going trough them,
so we jumped off the corner off the hot tub and cleared the fence, ran through
the neighbors yard, made a WIDE circle around the house, and got our bikes.
We then made the ride back to my house in record time. Keep in mind we were
only about 12, this was scary! Anyway, it wasn't untill several days later
we found out about the Indian burial grounds, of course then our friends
didn't believe us. So when he and his mother moved in to the house, I never
would spend the night over there, just to be safe. That was 5 years ago.
I'm almost 18, he moved to Alaska, and I still don't go down to that end
of the street. I'm scared beyond belief of the unknown, especially ghosts.
My name is: 17 year old, play sax in band and jazz band
From: - c.reeder@mailexcite.com
How I found your page: through Yahoo
Oct 22, 1997 - 12:48 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Early last winter (1996), my husband
and I moved into an apartment house. The house used to be one unit and my
parents had converted it into two individual apartments. The house I guessimate
to be about fifty years old. The original tennates were old family friends.
Anyway, I was cleaning the bathroom sink when I noticed a tall man walk
by into the kitchen. I thought that my husband came home early from work
for lunch. But, he wasn't home I called out to him. No answer so I peeked
my head out of the doorway. No one was there. So I went back to cleaning.
Then I saw very clearly the man walk by again in the opposite direction.
He was wearing exactly the same clothes my husband was wearing that morning.
I called out to him again. No answer, this made me angry. The man looked
Identical to my husband. I stormed out of the bathroom, bare in mind I am
four months pregnant at the time as well. I was supposed to be on bed rest.
And I ran right into my husband at the stairs as he was coming up them.
He said hi honey. What's up. I hit him for being ignorant and not answering
me. He told me, he had just walked in. Which was true because his jacket
and face were ice cold. The man I saw had no coat on. I believe I might
have seen my husband's doppleganger. a doppleganger for those of you who
aren't familiar is the duplicate spirit or soul roaming about the earth
and if you see your own at night evil or death is short to follow. But if
you see it in the day a long life is in your future. This was during the
day and since then I have delivered a healthy baby girl. On of all days,
Halloween. Thanks
My name is: happily married mother of one
From: - www.lbeam@ciena.com
How I found your page: frequent flyer of halloween.com
Oct 22, 1997 - 16:28 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Before I begin my story I must
let you know that for 15 generations all the women on my mothers side of
the family have seen a ghostly apparition. When i was around 16 years old
I lived in Vermont in a big, old house with my parents and two brothers.
My family was recovering from the recent death of my grandfather. I had
awaken early one morning and decided to read for a while until my family
got up. The house was quiet with morning and dark for the sun had not risen
yet. I had been reading for a while and really getting into it when i heard
a faint noise coming from down stairs. It sounded like the creaking of the
old rockingchair that had belonged to my grandfather before he died. I decided
to go down stairs, thinking that my mother was awake. As I decended the
stairs, I called out to my mother. But she did not answer. I called again
as i reached the bottom of the stairs, but recieved no answer still. I turned
into the family room expecting to see my mother, but insted saw the rocking
chair. It was rocking back and forth with no one in it. I stood paralised
with fear, and as i stould there a figure appeared in front of me, sitting
on the old chair. It sat there for a while rocking back and forth. Sencing
my presance, the figure stopped rocking in the chair and slowly turned its
head to face me. A warm smile came to its face, and then it was gone. I
didn't move for a while, trying to comprehend what i had just seen. I realized
that i had been looking into the face if my late grandfather, come to say
goodbye.
My name is: I have always believed in Apparitions. They have become
Common in my life.
From: -
How I found your page: I was exploring
Oct 22, 1997 - 20:53 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My experiance has to do with a
haunted hospital in Pasadena California. Im very sensiteve when it comes
to these things and I can see and sense them, this hospital is so crowded
with spirits its enough to choke someone if they don't know how to handle
it. I've see war soldiers, nurses, doctors, patients, spirits with missing
arms, legs, hands, bloody, sitting in wheelchairs, burns scars, dressed
up ihn beautiful gowns for the women and dress clothes for the men. I'm
not saying I'm an expert but I have seen a lot for someone my age. I've
watched three of my friends become possed in a matter of seconds in front
of my face, to have thick heavy mexican accents, and the next to speak perfect
english. You can choose to believe me or not but I do speak the truth, if
only people would open there minds they would be able to see all these things
and know that they do exsist. I would like tocommend you on a wonderful
site and hope that it continues to grow and prosper and teaches people that
we are not alone.
My name is: Nicolas Antonio Mijares, 20 (soon 21) on Nov 5, very
sensative to ghost. I'm an actor, stage manager at Universal Studios Hollywood,
I belive in this and other things,and I like to deal in paraschycology as
ahobbie.
From: - Botroc@aol.com
How I found your page: On the psifactor web site.
Oct 22, 1997 - 21:43 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I live with a very childish spirit.
This spirit likes to play tricks on our family. It (she) likes to switch
our T.V. channels, especially to Disney or Discovery. Often at dinner one
glass or another will slide to the other side, accompanied by a high pitched
giggle like my siter made when she was little. Our house is very old and
has a violent past, but this is the sweetes spirit, we all like to surprise
people with her.
My name is: I am 18, and do not give out my e-mail address. I love
ghost stories,chocolate, and animals. I also enjoy the pranks of our spirit.
My name is Ruth.
From: -
How I found your page: I was specifically looking for true spirit
stories, and your page looked the best.
Oct 22, 1997 - 21:55 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My favorite experience was when
I was a little girl. We had just gotten the news that my Grandpoppy was
gone. My parents were going to wait until morning to tell us kids. I woke
up just after 1 a.m., and saw him standind at the foot of my bed. Often
when he came to visit it was after bedtime and he would tuck us in. He tucked
me in and said that he couldn't see me again for awhile. When I woke up
the next morning, I asked my parents how long he was staying, before he
went on his trip. They told me then that he had died the day before. I knew,
then, that his promise to always say see you later was fufilled, even though
he had died. I wish to remain anonymous.
My name is: My name is Ameilia, I am using a friends computer just
to look around. I love the stories of my family ghosts, we have quite a
few hauntings on my Irish side of the family, and I will always remember
the spirits of my ancestors.
From: -
How I found your page: Pooka showed me you website, he said that
yours was one of the best, and to tell my story.
Oct 23, 1997 - 10:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Time: Late evening Date: 1979 or
'80 Place: Hull, MA. An old seafaring town south of Boston At the date,
time, and place specified, me and a bunch of my eighteen and nineteen year-old
buddies were hanging around my kitchen table, drinking beer and playing
UNO. During a brief lull in the conversation, we all heard the distinct
sound of footsteps moving slowly up the staircase to the second floor, a
sound which should not be as we were the only ones home at the time and
WE were all present and accounted for. I'll never forget the look on my
friends' faces as the oddly clicking footsteps gained the second floor,
and made their hollow, creaking way down the hall which lay directly over
our stunned heads. It was a sound that all of us knew, made familiar from
years and years of repetition. Yet now, with the kitchen light beaming brightly
down, the very same sound sent a ripple of deep unease throughout the group.
Someone, or something had invaded the castle... Thinking a burglar had picked
the wrong house to burgle, and fueled by the not ungenerous quantity of
beer that we had consumed, each of us grabbed whatever weapon lay at hand;
a beer bottle, a steak knife, Etc., and moved silently up the staircase
to apprehend the intruder. Finding the upstairs hall devoid of any presence,
we used hand signals to station ourselves in groups of two outside each
of the three closed doors that led to the family's bedrooms. On the count
of three, and with the false bravado gained from youth, and perhaps one
too many episodes of Starsky and Hutch, we exploded into our assigned rooms,
flipping on lights and swinging open closet doors... There was no one there.
No one at all... The rooms and their belongings lay undisturbed. The windows
were tightly closed against the chill air. Now one could blame this on the
beer, or even blame it on the wind. Beer dulls your judgement, and can alter
your perception. And a strong Nor'east wind can make an old house creak
against its foundation like an angry giant. But there were six of us in
various stages of inebriation who all heard the same thing... And I've yet
to hear tell of a wind that could climb stairs with a steady and distinct
footstep, or walk slowly down an empty upstairs hallway.
My name is: married, mid-thirties, one child, and one cat.
From: - rfroom@worldnet.att.net
How I found your page: happenstance
Oct 23, 1997 - 11:35 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This may seem really strange and
I am a bit of a skeptic myself; however about 10 years ago my husband and
I were staying with his parents. We had all retired for the evening when
I was awaken by a very strange feeling of something eerie, and just not
right in the room. After I finally mustered the power to call out my husbands
name I told him I was scared and wanted to leave this room. We woke the
children up and changed rooms then he told me, he had just had a terrible
dream of demons inside of him. It was a feeling you just couldn't shake
even after turning all the lights on. I need to add, my husband was a nonbeliever,6'3"
and sorta the macho type. Till this day I don't know what happened I do
know we never slept in that room again.
My name is: I am 34 years old, mother of 3,
From: - KFunk963@AOL.com
How I found your page: yahoo search for ghost
Oct 23, 1997 - 12:45 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hello. I have an experience for
you. While diligently working in my lab. I was about to put a cover over
one of my projects and out of the corner of my eye I saw a woman of about
5'8" maybe about 125pounds. She had a lite fragrance her hair was long
brown to about her waist and she wore a brown two piece plaid suit, with
brown heels. Her eyes were brown, shaded with thick black lashes. I observed
this when I turned my head towards her. She stood right next to me. Her
eyes were fixed on me. The situation startled me and I dropped the cover
on the floor which is made of plexiglass. It cracked at the handles. As
I was picking it up she vaporized in front of me slowly and I could still
see her coloring and then nothing. It was as if she were in slow motion
almost. Another, is when I was at work, I was doing some overtime. I went
to pull a piece of fiber and I felt something brush against me. It was cold
very cold. My lab is usually warm because of my equipment running. The matter
continued to travel forward and moved a curtain that seperated the labs.
I walked out into our main lab where a collegue was working and asked her
if our supervisor had just walked through. She told me no that she was in
her office. So I proceeded to tell her about it. I don't know what to make
of it other than, the ghost or mass doesn't seem to appear or make itself
know during peek times at work or when a lot of people are about. Thank
you. I'm a laser technician.
My name is: just an everyday married working mother
From: - lbeam@ciena.com
How I found your page: frequent flyer of halloween.com
Oct 23, 1997 - 21:00 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I was 12 when this happend It was
friday night at about 1am and I had decided to go to bed. I turned off the
tv and walked out into the hallway, it was unusually quite. See at that
time I had two cats and a dog, and the house was always full of sounds at
night, but not this night.I went into my bed room and turned on the main
light. I got ready for bed and turned on the light beside my bed. I walked
over to my door, that is where my main light switch is. Just as I was about
to turn off the light I looked out my door to see if I could find out where
my cat was, But I could not see him. That was weird because when ever I
was about to go to sleep my cat would come and lie at the bottem of my bed
waiting for me to go to bed so that he could too. I turned off the main
light and got into my bed I then Turned off the light beside my bed and
tried to go to sleep but I couldn't. For a long time I just lay there with
my eyes closed. Then it was as if a voice was telling me to open my eyes.
To make this part of the story make a bit more scence, I need to tell you
where my bed is in my room. When you walk in my room,a bit to the right
is where my bed is. It has a clear view of the door. So getting back to
my story I looked up and standing in my door way was a white body like shape.
You could make out where the head, shoulders,arms, and legs were. There
was no seperation between the arms or the legs. For a while I just stared
at the white shape standing in my door way. But then for some reason to
this day I can't explain I just all of a sudden got terrifed and ducked
under my convers. I stayed under them for about 5 mins and then I had to
poke my head out from under my covers so that I could get a breath of fresh
air. I stuck out my head and as I took in a deep breath I made myself open
my eyes,The white figure was gone. Just then my cat jumped up on my bed
and went to sleep. I don't know for sure but I think to this day that it
might have been my grandfather standing in my doorway watching me.
My name is:
From: - pepsidasher@hotmail.com
How I found your page: By going on the web sight Z95.com
Oct 24, 1997 - 20:37 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Well, when I was around the ages
of 6-10 I remember when we lived in an old mining house in a small town.
For as long as I can remember, all of the children, including me, were afraid
of the furnace room. As time went by my brother, 8 at the time, used to
sleep downstairs where the furnace room was. He said he had woken up in
the middle of the night just in time to see a figure walk out of the furnace
room and up the stairs. We often heard footsteps going up and down the stairs.
One night when we were coming home from going out to dinner, I would say
i was about 6, and when we walked past the living room I looked in and saw
a woman sitting in our chair, in a dress resembling that of a victorian
dress, and long black hair. Later that year we found out that the previous
owner was a miner who had died of a heart attack while in the furnace room.
As for the woman I still have no answers.. This is a cool page...Jessie
My name is: I'm 14 years old..but wise beyond my years..
From: -
How I found your page: through www.halloween.com
Oct 24, 1997 - 21:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: okay, this story is about my old
junior high school, which is almost 100 years old. these events happened
about 2-3 years ago. supposedly the school is haunted by the ghost of a
young woman named zelda who haunts the dance room on the third floor. i
have heard many variations of the "zelda" story. one was that
she was pregnant (she is said to have lived in the 20s or 30s), and she
commited suicide by throwing herself off of the fire escape. another story
still has her commiting suicide but because she is distraught that her date
for a dance (held in that room, i guess) stood her up. anyway, it was tradition
that whenever our theatre department would do a play, on opening night,
a while before the show, we would all go up to the third floor and try to
get a glimpse of "zelda". well, the show we were doing this particular
year was "our town". around 6:00pm (the show started at 7:00),
a group of us went upstairs. although it was still kind of light outside,
it was pitch black in the hallway up there because there are no windows
in the halls. as we were standing in front of the door that led to one of
the wings upstairs, deciding if we were too scared to continue down the
hall to the dance room, the only light, an exit sign at the end of the hall,
started flickering. it was blinking furiously and then suddenly it went
out. we took that as a sign and ran back downstairs immediately. that same
night, one of the cast member's mother went up stairs to see what the big
deal was. (she didn't believe anything was actually up there). she went
alone, and about 10 minutes after she went up there, we heard her scream
and she came running down the stairs, crying. She said "that was mean
of you, to try and scare me like that" to the girl who was playing
emily. she said that she had seen a girl in a white dress very similar to
the one emily wears in the wedding and funeral scenes of the play. but the
girl who played emily had been in the auditorium the whole time. another
sighting of "zelda" was by one of my friends. she was going up
to the dance room to get her bag after the dance department's spring dance
recital. the dance room was dark except for the lights in the dressing room.
as my friend was leaving the dance room, purposely not looking at the mirror
on the back wall where zelda is most commomnly seen, she happened to glance
over her shoulder and she saw the reflection of a girl in the mirror, wearing
a white dress and combing her hair. both of those occured at night, but
one girl told us how she had left her script backstage after theatre class
one day and had gone back into the auditorium to get it between classes.
she was the only one in there. now, the auditorium of the school is very
old, as is the school itself and backstage there are these little balcony-type
things where they used to keep the sandbags for the curtains. now the area
is just used for storage and no one ever goes up there, but this girl said
she heard something and looked up there and saw a figure of a woman walking
across the balcony. well, those are a few encounters with "zelda".
I, personally, have never seen her (that whole exit sign thing was scary
enough). i have also heard reports of a ball of light being seen in one
of the hallways on the 2nd floor. i know this is really long, and i'm sorry.
My name is: M.R.
From: -
How I found your page:
Oct 25, 1997 - 22:52 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Our old house had a ghost. One
day I was down in the basement doing the laundry. And all of a sudden I
could hear whispering, softly and slowly in my ear the word , A m y. Thats
all he said. I know it was a ghost because it felt just as if someone was
standing right next to me and whipering in my ear. I could even feel the
breath in my ear. It gives me the shivers to think about it now. But I was
all alone when it happened. When I told members of my family what had happened.
They said that the same thing had happened to them. My daughter would always
wake up at night screaming ,saying some one is in her room staring at her.
Although we never did see anyone. Her name by the way happens to be Amy.
You think there is a connection?
My name is:
From: - D A M M@aol.com
How I found your page: key word: Halloween
Oct 25, 1997 - 23:34 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I was 7 yrs old and was wrestling
with my sister. I was pushed in the hallway at my house. I looked to my
left for no reason when I saw a woman standing in front of the basement
stairs staring at me. Her eyes were blue, she had curly brown hair like
my mom, and she wore a lacy white dress that flowed behind her on the floor.
When I ask my sister if she saw it, but she said she didn't see it. When
I pointed to where she was, she was gone. I drew a picture of her that night.
I thought to myself, " Her name is Christina. And she is my aunt."
I showed my grandma and my mom and they said that was my Great-Aunt Christina,
who died years ago. I had never seen a picture of her, but I knew her. I
still am creeped when I pass the basement stairs.
My name is: i'm 15 yr. i live in WI.
From: - venus_kitty@hotmail.com
How I found your page: from the halloween.com page
Oct 26, 1997 - 08:32 -
Ghostly experience or comment: A lot of the time I go upstairs
on the computer and my brother always has the door open. I keep on telling
him that it's freezing cold outside and he should keep the door closed.
Well once, I was going upstairs to go on the computer and my brother was
going down stairs. I sat down on the computer and turned it on. Soon, i
felt this freezing cold feeling and I thought" Oh God, he left the
porch door open![ I'll explain to you. Our computer is very close to our
porch door.] So I got up to close it and the door was closed. But I was
still cold. I checked all the windows and they were all closed. It was really
weird because I saw this fog sort of thing while I was cold.
My name is: young and normal
From: - a_bradley@hotmail.com
How I found your page: yahoo
Oct 26, 1997 - 10:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: The Synagauge I go to St. Joseph
High School and participate in the plays. It's a Catholic high school without
a theater, so we recently moved our plays into the Former Beth Jacob Synagauge.
The director had chosen "Fiddler on the Roof" as the show because
it was a Jewish place. Nothing happened at first, we practiced like normal.
It wasn't until opening night that we noticed a change. I played the role
of Tevye and didn't have to be on for a scene, so I went backstage. There,
I paced back and forth. I heard a thump coming from a nearby stairwell (as
I tell this now, I get shivers). I looked up and saw an orange man, leaning
up against the wall. I couldn't make out a face, but I knew it was a man.
He wasn't a solid form, mor of a cloud. I told the girl who played Golda
to come and see. As I turned and pointed, it was gone. I thought that it
must of been just my nerves, playing tricks on my mind. As the show went
on, more things happened. I saw a doorknob turning, but when I opened the
door, no one was inside. On stage, I heard voices over the speakers. The
techinal director went to yell at whoever was talking, but there was no
one backstage. I was freaked out by that point, but nothing could have prepaired
me for what was next. I was waiting onstage during the blackout before the
last scene. There were about 10 prop people all around me, plus cast members.
Then I saw her. Out of nowhere stood this little girl of about 7. She looked
as if someone drew her with white chalk on a black board, down to every
detail. She was dressed for cold weather, with a babuskha on and she was
carring a sack of clothes. My jaw dropped. She approached and stoped right
in front of me. Then she looked up. (I get that chill again) her face was
expressonless. Then she dropped her head and kept walking. After she got
about 3 feet away, she vanished. I whispered to people, "Did you just
see that?!" They answered, "See what?" I guess the Jews didn't
like that Catholics were in their building. But still, they follow me. Every
so often, I'll see or hear something, but I pay it no mind. It always goes
away. (Hopefully)
My name is: The name's Lee. I love acting, the Doors, and the Steelers
From: - defense@nauticom.net
How I found your page:
Oct 26, 1997 - 15:47 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I thought I'd tell you my ghost
story, especially as it only happened last month! I work as a nanny in London,
England. My boss Stephanie was having a tough time. Her Father had died
of Cancer in February and 6 months later her Mother was diagnosed with the
same thing and given max. 6 months to live. Stephanie had been with her
partner for several years and they have two kids so it was always her parents
greatest wish to see them get married. As her mother was now on borrowed
time, they decided to do it and all the plans were made. About 3 days before
the wedding day, Stephanies Mum went downhill so Stephanie went rushing
off to her bedside. It was that evening, I was alone in the house with the
kids in bed, that I was emptying the diswasher when I glanced up and saw
her father standing in the doorway. I didn't feel shocked or frightened,
just got on with the dishwasher. It was later that night that I panicked!
It turned out that Stephanies mother had been so ill that the hospital had
said that she couldn't attend the wedding. Eventually they relented and
let her go but I believe that Stephanies father felt that at least one of
her parents should be there. Sadly, a week later her mother died. Anna
My name is: My name is Anna, I am 26 years old from Oxford, England.
From: - arthur@ndl.co.uk
How I found your page: Netsearch
Oct 26, 1997 - 15:52 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Last year I went to Gettysburg
with the Kent State History Club. My friend Chris and I decided to go through
the battelfield arround 3:00 Am. after we left the Springhouse Tavern. I
was a little uneasy. I told him that I sensed something really strange.
All of a sudden we were at the place where Picketts charge occured and I
saw a something, I had to stop and take a second look. It was a man in a
union soldiers uniform with a musical instrument to his mouth but he never
played it. He almost glowed or he did, he was sitting on a monument. I screamed
and so did Chris. Chris grabbed my hand and we ran all the way back to our
hotel, it was an experience that made me believe in ghosts and that Gettysburg
is one haunted town.
My name is: I'm 20 years old I am from Ohio and am a Sophmore at
KSU.
From: - flamingo@nci2000.net
How I found your page: Halloween.com
Oct 26, 1997 - 18:57 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Freddie One day , me and Billy
(my annoying brother) where walking to our rented (for the summer) house
in the woods .Then we both heard a weird noise in some bushes . We both
pretty much ignored it . In our house the kitchen and dining room were one.The
kitchen/dinig room was connected to the porch . After about a month me and
Billy were eating breakfast when we saw a weird figure appered in the porch
window.We both looked at it for a while and then at each other. Then I got
up and walked toward it . My brother stayed put, starring at it as if it
was Dracula or something. As I apporched it , it disappered. Later that
night I spoke my brother into telling me why he started to stare at it like
that. He said his friend told that our house was haunted by a ghost they
called Freddie.And that Freddie would kill anyone he could find that was
slepping . I guess , if thats a ture story Freddie wasn't looking in the
right place.
My name is: I made up the story, I'm 10, & I like your web site.
From: -
How I found your page: I was looking for a good web page and thought
of Halloween so I tried it .
Oct 26, 1997 - 21:42 -
Ghostly experience or comment: In 1990 my husband and I bought
our house. I had noticed this house for over a year as it sat empty. We
had found that the house had bee empty for five years. The previous owner
had lost it to foreclosure. We never really thought much about the past
history of the house only the repairs we had to make. Things started happening
the first year we lived in the house. While I was at work and our daughter
at school the hot water would turn on in the master bedroom bath. My husband
would be awaken up from his sleep, he worked nights, and turn it off. I
was walking in the yard one day and heard footsteps behind me, thinking
it was my daughter I turned around, no one was there and I got a really
cold. In 1994 my husbands mother died. The morning after her death we were
to meet to make arrangements for her memorial. That morning we heard the
blind trying to be lifted and then it went flying up. He and I both knew
she was there. Just a month later my husband was killed in an auto acciedent.
Two weeks later I found out the history of the house. It seemed I had become
the third widow of that house. It seems the husband lives no longer than
four years in that house. I sold the home and the couple that bought it
have had a baby born to the house. The fourth year will be 1998, it is coming
very fast. Maybe with the child born to the home the bad luck spell has
been broken.
My name is: Full time college student at this time. And still a widow.....
From: - tnelson@hop-uky.campus.mci.net
How I found your page: Research for a class
Oct 26, 1997 - 22:46 -
Ghostly experience or comment: About 8 years ago, my family moved
Houston to a smaller city named Laredo. ok, we had beenliving there for
about 8 months when I had an "experince." One night Ifell asleep
on the sofa. From the sofa I had a good view of the back door. Around 3:00
a.m., I heard the screen door open and shut, I glanced over to the door
and saw this white figure coming from the back door. It entered my bedroom,
which connected to a hall and to my parents room. I distictly heard the
door nobbs turns, it was an old house, and the door shut. The next morning
my mother asked me if I had gotten into bed with her, when I felt sick I
would go a sleep with next to her I guess she made me feel better. I answered
"no" and she continued to tell me that she felt someone get on
her bed and lay next to her. After hearing that I knew I had to tell her
what I saw and we were both dumb founded.
My name is: My name is Jessica Gomez and I'm 22 years-old.
From: - jessie@lmtonline.com
How I found your page: It was a link from the lmtonline home page,
it's under a Halloween Webb page, and I think it's great.
Oct 26, 1997 - 22:36 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have lived in this house for
almost 20 years. Several times I have been awakened by the sound of soft
music and quiet talking. I have gotten up and walked through the house to
see if someone is up or listening to a radio or tv, but everyone is asleep.
I have even opened the door to see if a neighbor has something playing,
but nothing. It's as though someone is having a party but I can only hear
bits and pieces, not enough to make out any words. Another time I was sleeping
and had the feeling of being watched so I opened my eyes and saw a darker
shape by the bed. It blocked the light from the window. I shut my eyes and
opened them several times, thinking I was dreaming. I was starting to panic
and was going to wake my husband when I suddenly felt at peace, and knew
that I was not going to be harmed. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.
My two grown daughters and my grandaughter have sensed a presence in the
house also. It doesn't seem bent on any harm, so we just live with it.
My name is: I am a 52 year old grandmother, married for 33years.
I love painting and my computer
From: -
How I found your page: I found a link through URL's in our paper
Oct 26, 1997 - 22:36 -
Ghostly experience or comment: In my last house I was haunted
by a ghost that would open and close doors and go up and down the stairs.
I saw it when ever I went upstairs. One time when I was walking into my
room I saw the ghost slam the door open and walk into my closet. At first
I thought it was a mom but when I looked in the closet nothing was there.
My name is: I enjoy learning about ghosts, I have read many books
about them.
From: - BIANCA322@aol.com
How I found your page: in an advertisment
Oct 28, 1997 - 00:47 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This history is truth because my
grandpa' lives it IT passes in the 20 's or 30's. my grandpa was a musician
an it had a little group in this era they play in parties and some other
things but one day he and his group was in the mountain and he finded a
man that he said : your are musician no and my grnadpa respondes yes and
the man said can you play you and his group in my party and he respond yes
ofd course. then in a blink of eyes there are in the house of the man. the
party was vvery beautiful with elegant men and women but one of my grand
father plays the violin and this instrument when it played make a cristian
cross and the strings of this broke and he said i can't play next he sit
down and he saw all the persons that are in the party when where are his
surprise that the persons that are there had foot of hens pigs cows and
other animals. and he said oh my god what are they . and the group are another
time in the same place that the man took it the firs timariase
My name is: i am from mexico city but y like very much the ghost
histories
From: - arias15@mex1.uninet.net.mx
How I found your page: in a magazine
Oct 28, 1997 - 01:48 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I am twenty now and this happened
when I was about eight years old. My grandma was watching me as my mom worked
a late shift. It was time for bed. I remember feeling very wrestless. My
grandma noticed I wasn't going to sleep on the couch so she made me go upstairs
to her bedroom. I still couldn't sleep. Suddenly, I sat up and a green "thing"
was floating over near the foot of the bed, changing shapes. I was thinking
very rationally. I looked at the windows, thinking it was light shining
through trees from outside. The blinds were all pulled. Now I was frightened.
In order to get out of the room, I had to run past it. I gathered up some
courage, squinted my eyes, and walked out. I remember feeling very cold
at the point where it was looming. At christmas time, mt cousin was staying
with grandma. We were playing Nintendo at my house when he asked me if he
could stay with me instead of Grandma. He also asked me if I had ever seen
anything wierd at her house. I asked why and he described seeing the same
thing I did. However, he thought the green light was actually making different
forms like chess pieces. He saw this in a different room. Other strange
things have occurred in my grandma's house also. One time her boyfriend
was sleeping in her bedroom, he woke up to an old woman standing at the
foot of the bed. She reached out and touched his foot. He said it was cold.
My mom grew up in the house. She has never seen anything but has very vivid
memories of being terrified in the house all of her life. Everyone feels
as if they are being followed down the stairway from the bathroom to the
living room. My grandma used to go to Florida for the winters and when my
mom and I (she wouldn't go alone) would go water the plants we could smell
carnations and the plants were always already watered. She says my great-grandmother
wore carnation perfume. My grandma always acts very ambiguous when we bring
all this up to her. Which is even stranger to me than her telling us we're
crazy or even agreeing with us. It's wierd! What do you think of all this?
--amy
My name is: I am a college student from Ohio. Sometimes I think I'm
a little sensitive to seeing/feeling ghosts and such. I do have an active
imagination but I also have alot of commonsense and science in me.
From: - ar99al66@acs.wooster.edu
How I found your page: My friend and I were just surfing the net.
We looked up ghosts -it's near halloween!
Oct 28, 1997 - 09:43 -
Ghostly experience or comment: The house that I have lived in
for the past 24 years was previously owed by a family of four. Their house
went up for sale because of their untimely demise. The family were on the
hwy.400 when there was a big pileup of cars. They smashed into some cars
and then were smashed into over and over again. Needless to say they all
died. I had heard about the story when I was younger but never gave much
thought to it. One night I had an experiance that has left me afraid of
the dark since and I'm 26 years old. I also avoid sleeping in my room if
at all possible. One night I was in My room doing my homework (highschool)
a project so I had lots of books and loose papers around my room. It was
time for bed so I put all my loose paper in side one of the text I was working
with turned out the light and started to drift off to sleep. I was starteld
awake by the sound of fluttering paper. I turned the light on instantly
to find that papers were all around my room and floating towards the floor.
All the windows were closed and my books were nowhere near any vents. I
had no fans in my room and even if I did the papers were secure in a text
book before I went to sleep. My light still flickers till this day when
I read or am in my room at night. Mind you it's not a constant flickering
just occasional I've gotten used to it and sometimes talk to the ghost when
the light flickers but I still won't sleep in the dark. The room I have
was occupied by a five year old boy before he died.
My name is: I'm a 26 year old female college student taking Business
Admid.
From: - Julie@mail.on.rogers.wave.ca.
How I found your page: Through Locus I think it's called
Oct 28, 1997 - 15:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: About a year ago, my uncle (who
was my Godfather) was very ill in the hospital. I didn't really see him
all that much but spoke every now and then. I was driving home from work
when I saw a man driving behind me on the highway. He looked just like my
Uncle!! I kept looking back at this man because I couldn't believe the resemblance!!
He kept looking from side to side - I thought it was odd. He wore a baseball
jersey, baseball hat and was driving a blue Oldsmobile. He was behind me
most of the way home and then all of a sudden he wasn't there anymore. Later
that night my mother phoned to tell me that he had passed away. As it turned
out, his time of death was the same time I saw the man on the highway!!
I told my mom about what I had seen and what he was wearing - I definately
thought there was some kind of connection. Anyway, after his funeral we
went to my Aunt's house and found out that he used to go to his daughters'
softball games and would always wear a baseball jersey and baseball hat!!!
Well, to top that, when we left the house there was a blue Oldsmobile in
the driveway - when I asked who's car that was I found out it was my Uncles!!
My Uncle was behind me on the highway saying goodbye to me!!
My name is: I am someone who has stories such as above happen to
- I like to tune into my psyhic side.
From: - I can't receive E-mail
How I found your page: By typing Halloween.com
Oct 28, 1997 - 20:42 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My great grandma had told me a
story about when she was young she was sleeping in a chest in front of her
parents bed. Her grandma had just recently died and it was late before she
went to sleep. She seemed to have woken up about 2:30am in the morning noticing
a bright light beside her bed she got up and went over to the light and
noticed a farmilier face and knew it was her grandma. Then her grandma leaned
down and wispered in her ear,"I will always be with you." Then
she left. That was the last sighting my great grandma saw.
My name is: I am 12 years old and in 7th grade. I do gymnastics and
Cheerleading and like finding out about ghosts.
From: - sgaspar@usa.com
How I found your page: At school we looked up the halloween homepage
and I decided to look it up at home and I had found your homepage and decided
to look it up.
Oct 29, 1997 - 08:51 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This happened two years ago, but
I remember it like yesterday. It happened one night in January, just as
my wife and I were getting ready for bed. We heard a noise that sounded
like loud breathing. We thought that it was the dog, so I went to check
on her to see why she was breathing so loudly. But it wasn't the dog. The
dog was sleeping quietly. I followed the noise, and it was by the window
that it was coming from. You may think that this was the wind, but I assure
you that it wasn't. It was breathing, and it sounded human/animal. I looked
out the window, but there was nothing there. Not even footsteps in the snow.
Finally, the breathing stopped. The next morning, we got a phone call from
my sister. She called to tell us about some breathing noises that she and
my brother-in-law had heard at their house the night before. We shuddered
when it was discovered that we'd both heard the same thing at about the
same time. It was only later that afternoon that we discovered my father
had passed away the night before. The estimated time of death coincided
with when we heard the breathing.
My name is: computer scientist
From: - keep me anonymous
How I found your page: www.total.net
Oct 29, 1997 - 09:29 -
Ghostly experience or comment: There is a house that my grandparents
used to live in and they died, so the house is now currenly for sale and
for rent. Some people are renting it currently. Before that; my cousin was
renting it for a while, but it didn't last long because she had to leave.
The reason for her leave is the outcast of the family has taken the house
over. We didn't bother go to court to try to get the house back because
we don't have enough money for it. When my cousin lived there, she saw pictures
on the wall fall for no reason, hear the toilet flush at night, she would
hear noises at night. The people that moved in after her told us that the
hauntings are getting worst. I think it is my grandparents who are taking
revenge on the outcast of the family, so no one would move into this place
and she might lose money because of this.
My name is: I live in Northern New Hampshire and I go to college
there. It is in the heart of the White Mountains.
From: - (none) Student
How I found your page: I was looking up Halloween and that is how
I found your page.
Oct 30, 1997 - 07:03 -
Ghostly experience or comment: We have lived in our home for about
8 years..I have 3 childen.Shortly after we moved in I had put the kids to
bed and was in bed myself reading. Ihad been reading for quite some time
when I heard children singing and playing. My first thought was OK the kids
are up...This was close to 3am..I went to their rooms to tell them to go
back to bed..It was not my kids who were playing...they were sound asleep..
We have since seen the children on different occassions. And quite often
hear them singing and playing. They are dress in early 18th centurey style.
My son was a toddler when we moved here..and would not sleep in his room..and
still doesn't like to but does..I had told My daughter to take her brother
up stairs and start his bath,,that I would be up in a few minutes..She had
no sooner gotten him up there when I heard her calling my name..I went to
them and my daughter was very scared..my son was crying and swatting at
the air telling something to stop it..I picked him up and went down stairs
where he was fine. In the down stairs hall to the bath there is a tall dark
figure of a man who can be seen there..He is usually only seen in the winter
months close to the holidays. He stands in the door way to the living room
and can be caught watching you. My daughter had a friend over..who had gone
to the bathroom..She seen him in the bathroom with her and could not get
out. In the process of trying to escape she had pulled the towel bars off
of the wall..She has not been back. In recent months I have been having
problems when cooking..I will put something on simmer only to come back
in a few minutes to find it on high and supper burnt..the dinning room light
will brighten,,like a power surge and then go back to normal...Our home
was built in 1880..and had several owners..As far as any history I know
of none. I did speak with the former owner about some of these things..they
said they never had any problems?
My name is: I am a 36year old homemaker,,with three children ages
10, 17, and our 19 year old who has recantly gotten married a move out.
I consider my self a spiritualist, who believes in the higher power of God.
From: - rstaff@netusa1.net
How I found your page: Searching the net for people who have had
similar experiences.
Oct 30, 1997 - 11:18 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My sisters boyfriend owns and store
that is supposodly haunted. There have been very strange incidences that
have happened there- especially on the second floor where they keep inventory.
Nothing has been seen, but things have been misplaced and animals have gone
nuts up there. Cold drafts are felt constantly and whenever the store dog
goes up there it just goes psycho. He has to close up at nights, and one
time he was closing it down and something happened. The store has automatic
doors and when he was shutting down the programming. The door all of a sudden
opened- with no one there! So he shut down the power supply and it opened
again! Freaky! I am going to go there to find out myself if ghosts really
do exist, I've never actually had incidences myself, but I've always believed.
My name is: Live in Michigan- don't use my name.
From: - bradt@im4u.net
How I found your page: school
Oct 31, 1997 - 11:55 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hi almost 3 years ago my Gramma
had a stroke in my aunt's basement. We were very close and I spent evryminute
for 10 days with her in the hospital before she died while I was in the
room. Her death upset me greatly. About six months later, I was visiting
my aunt and I slept in the room where my Gramma had her stroke. In the midddle
of the night I felt her come into the room and crawl into bed beside me
to comfort me and let me know that she was alright. P.S. Also - the night
she died all of my uncles were sleepng at my aunt's and her son Lloyd was
a favorite. He said that in the middle of the night he was awoken from a
dead sleep by her calling his name. I asked him what time and it was the
exact minute she died!!!!
My name is:
From: - cinstres@aol.com
How I found your page:
Oct 31, 1997 - 15:18 -
Ghostly experience or comment: In the early '80's I spent a summer
working on a colonial estate in upstate New York near Mohawk. My bedroom
was on the second floor of a three story mansion and had a fireplace in
the corner near the bed. The room above mine had a few items in storage
of misc. things from the household and was rarely used. On several occasions
I found it necessary to enter that room. It had peeling wall paper and was
painted underneath with a bright pink color. As soon as I entered the room,
I felt cold - physically cold. I would get goosebumps from the chill. There
was no explanation for the chill in the room. It was a hot, muggy summer
with temperatures averaging in the 80's and the room across the hall from
this room was sweltering since it was at the top of the house. Why then
was this room always so cold? When I would lie in my bed at night, I would
have difficulty sleeping because the room above me seemed to have a strange
energy to it. At times it seemed that the ceiling above me was being lowered
so that it I felt I would be crushed beneath it. The feeling was fleeting
but the impression was lasting. I also would get the feeling that something
was waiting inside the chimney of the fireplace and the only thing keeping
it from coming through into the room was a statue of the Virgin Mary that
stood on the mantel. I wasn't terribly religious at the time, (I'm still
not), but it felt as if there were a security field around the statue keeping
whatever was behind the chimney from harming me. That was a very strange
summer. There were other instances around the property that led me to believe
it was haunted. I would see people through windows walking through rooms
in buildings that I knew to be empty - and upon further investigation proved
to be empty indeed. I'll never forget my brush with the unexplainable presence
in that place. I still get shivers when I think about it.
My name is: humanoid type in California
From: - drcj459@aol.com
How I found your page: from the Halloween site
Oct 31, 1997 - 15:56 -
Ghostly experience or comment: After reading the stories on your
page, I feel that I should share my own 'ghost story.' I will tell you what
happened and what I personally experienced--I will not claim that it was
a ghost or spirit. I can only say it was really, really weird. In college,
in South Dakota, I shared a basement apartment with a friend of mine. The
house was an older home, probably built in the 1920's, and had 2 stories
plus the basement. At some point, it being a college town and all, the house
had been split into three separate rental apartments--each floor was a unit.
The ground level was occupied by a quiet family with three children. The
upper level was a more elderly couple, no children. My friend and I, both
20 at the time, lived in the basement. To understand the story, I have to
explain the layout of our apartment first. For easy demonstration purposes
only (and not to add any 'hidden' meaning), the floorplan would have resembled
a cross. Think of a cross as three separate rectagles--a small box on top,
a long thin box (the cross line) beneath, and then another long thin box
turned the other way. The small box was our living room, the cross line
was our kitchen/open area, and the long thin box running the other way was
the hallway down to the bedrooms. At the very end of the hallway was a door
to the furnace room--a room which contained all the equipment for the house
(furnace, water softener, etc). An old musty room that no one ever went
in--it wasn't big enough for storage or anything. The living room was open
to the kitchen area. There was no wall separating the two. So we had placed
a couch with its back to the kitchen, so that it faced into the living room
and you could watch TV or whatever and have the semblence of sitting in
a 'room' (despite it being completely open). Another important point is
that the kitchen, the open area, and the hallway were all hard tile flooring--no
carpet, no rugs of any kind. One day, we were sitting on opposite ends of
the couch (this was a 7 or 8 foot couch, old and huge), doing various homework.
This was the middle of the day, bright sunshine, no drinking or sleepless
nights involved--just an ordinary afternoon between classes and going to
work. As we're sitting there, there is a sudden noise from the kitchen,
sort of a dull thump noise, followed by very distinct, very obvious footsteps.
Remember, this was a tile floor, and that's exactly what it sounded like--someone
with hard soled shoes walking across a hard surface. The foot steps went
the length of the kitchen, paused, turned and continued down the hallway,
paused, and vanished after a similar thump-type noise and some creaking
noises. At this point, my heart was absolutely frozen in my body, I'm holding
my breath, I am truly frightened--I have never, before or since, experienced
anything like that. I turned to look at my friend, and she was in the exact
same state I was, turning to look at me. She asked me "what the hell
was that?", to which I replied that I had no clue. We both did not
want to turn around even, much less actually go and investigate. But we
did, after a moment or two, and of course found nothing. We checked all
the rooms, including the furnace room, and there was no trace of anything
strange. I really want to believe that this was a case of someone upstairs
walking through *their* apartment or something, but no one else was in the
entire house at that time--the 1st floor family was on vacation, and the
older couple both worked until well into the evening (and you could not
ever hear them, even when they were home). Plus, no other place in the house
had tile floor--everything else was carpeted or linoleum. And walking on
tile sounds very, very crisp and clear, not like vague creaking on a carpeted
room or soft thuds on linoleum. Again, I don't know what we heard that day,
but in its way, it was the single most frightening thing that has every
happened to me.
My name is: 26, female, reside in MN now.
From: -
How I found your page: Linked to it from another page.
Oct 31, 1997 - 16:00 -
Ghostly experience or comment: In 1976 my father went for surgery
in miami and I was left in michigan at a family friends house because of
school. The morning my father and mother were to return I woke up to find
my fathers mother at the foot of the bed. She told me she was sorry she
could not make my birthday like she planned and that dad was at the airport
and he looked great so I did not need to worry. When my father and mother
came to get me they were talking about the lady that looked like his mother
at the airport. What was even more amazing was she spoke German to him.
When he commented how she looked like his mother she said Thank you turned
walked away and said I love you Jokan (My fathers nickname.) Three days
later we received news that my grandmother had died in her sleep in Argentina
the very day we all saw her. I'm glad she stopped to tell us she loved us
before she left.
My name is: My mother and I know that we have special gifts. We feel
things about events before they happen or we know things like my dad not
being on the AirIndia flight that exploded even though he was suppose to
be.
From: - sungato@hotmail.com
How I found your page: searching
Oct 31, 1997 - 15:59 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I happen to beleive that apparitions
are like recordings of people who have died and that psychic people can
pick up on and play their 'records'. However, the difference between apparitions
and saints is that saints aren't records. I hace seen my close realitives
after they have died-they come back to say goodbye. I even saw my dead cat
after he died last year for about two weeks. This 'gift' started when I
was 8 after I lost my grandmother. When I was 9, I explained my experiences
of a great peace, brillant white light, etc. to an adult that I didn't know
personally first and she confirmed that she had the same experiences. I
have met 5 people with the ability to see their dead realitives. I have
not found my 'category' in any ghost book anywhere and I would like to talk
to anybody who has had similar experiences.
My name is: like what? Please don't use my last name
From: - CLL76@worldnet.att.net
How I found your page: link on a cool site of the day page
Oct 31, 1997 - 17:41 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My fiancee's sister took a picture
of a Willow Tree down by our creek in the developed picture on my wall you
can CLEARLY see the face of and old Indian man, a old colonial man and a
person on horseback...Everyone through out my family has had paranormal
experiences including me...many more scary and dangerous than this one...I
also often have dreams of things that are happening and a few days later
I will realize I am living my dream...Also I was named after my mothers
sister Theresa whom died when she was 14 and when I was a young child (1-2)
I would do something wrong and say "Terri made me do it" the bizarre
thing here is that I didn't know my middle name yet and my mother NEVER
spoke of Terri and there was no way of knowing she had been my late-aunt...My
mother also named me Amanda after a Hank Williams junior song and 10 years
later we discovered in family history there was a girl (my great great aunt)
named Amanda...get this...we look EXACTLY alike to a T...and this is also
bizarre, she married a Indian man at a very young age( had no children with
him) yet I am also marrying an Indian man at a very young age...I have many
many more...please anyone who wants to swap stories with me this isnt a
hoax...I need to vent with someone who believes in this sort of phenomena...e-mail
me...Thank You
My name is: 18 year old possible family curse need someone to help
me lift it or to just vent...PLEASE
From: - Ayngel@rocketmail.com
How I found your page: Accidentally...or in my life it seems nothing
is accident...so KARMA perhaps...
Oct 31, 1997 - 22:55 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This happened to one of my cousins
about a couple of years ago. One evening, my cousin, his mother, and his
sister drove his car to a local store. While they were about to enter the
store, a robber came up to his mother and tried to snatch here purse. My
cousin then realized this, he grabbed the robber. But unfortunately, the
robber had a gun, and when the robber turned around, the robber shot my
cousin. He was pronounced dead when the paramedics arrived, while the robber
was long gone. For a month later, every time someone drove or went inside
his car, they felt a presence. My aunt could recall sitting herself in the
back seat of the car, and on the other side of her, she felt as if someone
had just sat right by her. When this happened, a cold breeze would just
wispped by. This occurance did not happend just once, it happened over and
over. When, their was a presence in the car, the car felt as if it was heavier,
eventhough there were only one person riding with you. So the decision was
to sell the car. After they sold the car, there were no more presences during
driving. I think that my cousin felt that it was his car, and he had a duty
to protect his mother after the incident.
My name is: I'm 20 years old, and a full time student.
From: - kh046@cvip.csufresno.edu
How I found your page: It's was Halloween, and I just happened to
type in the words.
Oct 31, 1997 - 23:23 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This didn't happen to me, but one
of my friends. Him and his friend were dropping off the last of two girls
that had went to see the movie Men In Black with them. They live out in
the country, 15 miles due east of Lexington Oklahoma. They were crossing
a bridge out about a mile from where they both lived ( they live 2 houses
away from each other.) They are both 16, and I have never heard my friend
so scared in his life! Anyway as they were getting ready to cross it, a
( what he described to look like a 7 or 8 foot wedding dress ) spectre crossed
the bridge and they havent seen it since that night. He called me later
that night and told me all about it, he was freaked. I have another. This
one is about my dad. He used to work in a grocery store in Oklahoma City,
back in the meat department. He had to work late one night and he was in
the back where the crates, breakroom, and the restrooms were. He saw out
of the corner of his eye, what looked like to be an adolecent boy. He looked
over and scanned the area but could find nothing. He later found out that
a boy of adolecent age had been murdered in the restrooms a few years earlier.
These stories are both true.
My name is: I'm a 14 y/o boy from Purcell Oklahoma, right next to
Lexington Oklahoma. 35 Miles south of OKlahoma City. I love ghosts I have
always been fascinated by them, UFO's also. Well that about all I have to
say. Please E-mail me and we could keep in touch.
From: - IKWYDidLS@Aol.Com
How I found your page: Just looked around and ran into it.
Nov 1, 1997 - 02:24 -
Ghostly experience or comment: As a young girl, I spent most of
my time with my best friend and her family. I was very close to her mother,
who was extremely interesting and intuitive, having had many paranormal
experiences since she was a young girl.. The one that I remember best is
her experience in the house where we spent all of our time. She was rounding
the corner from the dining room into her kitchen when she froze in her tracks.
Her kitchen had been transformed. Her furniture and appliances were gone
and replaced with much older pieces. There were women wearing period clothing
-- 1800s or early 1900s I believe -- having tea and chatting. One of the
women had golden blonde hair. My friend's mother watched for a bit and felt
so comfortable with what she saw that she started to step into the kitchen.
At the moment her foot touched the kitchen floor, the room immediately returned
to normal and the women disappeared. A couple of days later, while going
through an old bible she had recently bought at a rummage sale, we found
a folded piece of paper. Inside the paper was a lock of golden blonde hair.
My name is: I think life is just a dress rehearsal for the hereafter.
From: - luvscomet@aol.com
How I found your page: Linked from halloween.com
Nov 1, 1997 - 15:05 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Three weeks after I started dating
my boyfriend, I went with a couple of friends to his house. The moment I
entered the place I felt terribly sad. I didn't know why, but I had the
impression that anguish was coming from some other preson in the house.
When I asked, my boyfriend said there was no one else but me and my friends.
Later, while I was watching TV in the living room and all the others were
in the kitchen making coffee his parents got into through the kitchen door
and so I got up to go and say hello. But the moment I got up I saw a thirty
year old man in front of me, dressed in blue jeans and in a white shirt
with blue lines. He had light brown hair and seemed to be looking for something
in his pocket. As I went to where he was, he disappeared. I didn't tell
my boyfriend lest he would think I was crazy. One week later, I went back
to his place but this time we were alone. I told him I'd seen a ghost in
his living room. He thought I was joking and then told me he had once seen
a man there too. Now it was my time to think he was making fun at me, so
I asked him what he looked like. I'll never forget his answer: He is about
thirty, with light brown hair, he wears blue jeans and a white shirt with
blue lines!!!!!
My name is: I'm female, I'm 20 years old, I'm a student of Literary
Translation in English and I live in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
From: - florao@cvtci.com.ar
How I found your page: I was looking for other people ghots stories
Nov 2, 1997 - 07:30 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My first home was an older colonial
style built in the 1920's. After living there for several years, my wife
and I started to experience some strange happenings in the house, many of
which occurred in our spare bedroom. We dismissed them all until one night
when we came home from going out to dinner and we found some "activity"
had occurred in the spare bedroom. The bedspread had been pulled down and
some clothes that had been on the bed were all rolled up in the bedspread.
The pillow closest to the door was dented in, as if a person had been sleeping
on it. My wife and I were very nervous, went to our room and shut the door.
While lying in bed, we heard a thud outside our door, as if something had
fallen to the floor. We locked our bedroom door, called my mother-in-law
to tell her what happened and somehow went to sleep. In the morning, upon
waking up, I remembered the thud and opened the bedroom door. There lying
face down on the floor was a paperback book, which I hadn't seen for at
least a year. It was called "Psychic Sciences". A few days later
I was reading a book of scary short stories and I found it opened to a page
in the middle of a story that I hadn't gotten to yet. The story was called
"Adam and Eve and Me" and on the pages that were opened was the
experience of a person coming home to his family and realizing that they
couldn't see him and that he was no longer in the flesh, but was a spirit.
I believe our spirit was telling us something, and after that, there was
never another incident.
My name is: I am a 54 year old male, engineer and part-time real
estate agent.
From: - RSpad4@aol.com
How I found your page: E-mail from a friend with many Halloween links
in it.
Nov 2, 1997 - 11:11 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I don't know if this was my imagination
or not, but when I was about 3 I had an imaginary friend, or who at the
time I thought was imaginary. We used to talk all the time, even late at
night, I remeber my mom would come in and ask me who I was talknig to, and
then tell me to go back to sleep. Anyways, I never thought much about it
untill a few years ago, my mom and I were talking about ghost and she told
me when I was about 3, we use to live with a ghost. She said things would
come up missing all the time, and after tearing the house apart looking
for these things, they would show up in the middle of the living room floor
days later. Makes me wonder if my friend was really my imagination .
My name is:
From: - Mozach2@aol.com
How I found your page: This is weird but I can't remeber HOW I found
it.
Nov 2, 1997 - 18:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I live in Mexico City, and about
five years ago, we were planning to move to another house, so my mother
and I went to a really old zone, call Coyoacan. It¥s a place that used
to be a town in the begining of the century. We stopped at a verry beautiful
huged old house, and a lady open the door and invite us to come in. While
we were looking at the house, my mother and the lady went to see the kitchen
and I stood in the middle of the livingroom, after a few seconds, a small
girls, about 8 years old, walked down the hallway and invited my to go upstairs
to see her room. I was sure it was the lady¥s dougther, so I went upstairs
with her to her room. She show me her room, it was verry tidy and all white,
but it was strage because there were candles everywhere. My mother called
me so I went down the stairs, but when I irrived to the kitchen the little
girl was no longer by my side. The lady asked my where had I been, and when
I was telling her she started screaming and telling me that she had not
a daughter, that her only child had died two years ago, and that her daughter
room had been locked ever seens. Soory for my english and speeling, but
I know english as a second language and I have a lot of troubles writting
it.
My name is:
From: - Fabiola D
How I found your page:
Nov 3, 1997 - 12:58 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My name is Steven Geisler. This
is my story: I'm a resident of Brookfield, WI. My family and I moved to
Brookfield from Milwaukee, WI in 1983 or 84. Before moving to Brookfield,
we lived in a single-family house on 28th st. The previous owners-an elderly
couple, both died in the house of natural causes. But it would seem that
they weren't ready to leave the house. I've heard a lot of reports of cold
spots being present in many "hauntings" or strange phenomena.
Well, this was the case with us. I lived in the room that the old man had
died in, and every night before going to bed, as I was ready to lay down,
and incredible cold would linger in the air just above my bed. Now, I was
only four years old at the time, but even at that age I was still able to
discern that something odd was going on. Both my mother and father were
aware of the goings-on, but shrugged it off. They told me not to worry about
it and that it would most likely go away. Well, it lasted for quite some
time. Almost routinely-I would begin to get in bed, the temperature of that
area would drop from 72 degrees to a temperature at least 50 degrees colder
than that, and then a few seconds later, it would end. And though it was
as simple as that, I still didn't like it. So, after my mother put me to
bed, and they would go to bed, I would get up and go to my parents' room
and sleep on the floor by their bed. One morning, after being awakened from
my mother stepping on me as she was getting out of bed, the second incident
happened. I had already walked through the doorway and had stopped and turned
around to wait for them to come out. As they were walking through the doorway,
my mother felt something cold under her foot. When she moved her foot to
see what it was, there on the floorboards was a puddle of what appeared
to be blood. She bent down to feel it, but when she touched the floor, there
was no moisture or wetness on the floor. Whatever the substance was, it
seemed to be underneath the boards. Never-the-less, she went to the kitchen
to get a rag to clean it up. When she wiped the area where the substance
was, the rag became ice cold, but it didn't absorb anything. And as she
lifted the rag up from the floor, the substance just disappeared; evaporated.
They chalked it up the fact that the old lady died in the doorway of that
room. That never happened again. And after that incident, the cold spots
also stopped. I've told some of my friends this story (which most of it
was told to me by my parents), and most of them look at me like I'm cracked.
Needles to say, I don't like telling this story. But I was surfing the Art
Bell web site, and wanted to see if there were any more web sites like his.
I happened on this one, and wanted to pass this on to you. I feel that I
won't be scorned at this site, as it is dedi- cated to such phenomena as
this. I hope you enjoy it.
My name is: I'm 19 yrs. old, I'm an only child, I love ghosts, ufos,
and the paranormal/unexplained, I'm a movie and music buff, and attend MATC
(Milwaukee Area Technical College) West (West Allis Campus).
From: - geislers@milwaukee.tec.wi.us
How I found your page: Random surfing. As I said before, I was surfing
Art Bell and wanted to find more sites like his when I happened upon this
one. I accessed it immediately.
Nov 3, 1997 - 17:51 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This year I worked for a "haunted
castle." Little did I know that it really was haunted. This castle
was actually an apartment buildinng years ago. While it was still the building
one of the people who lived there was a woman in her middle ages. She was
a heavy drinker but had the creamiest whitest skin and coal black hair.
One night after drinking at a bar she decided to walk home. She was hit
by a truck right outside of the building and supposedly drug herself up
to her room and died there. Also a little boy that lived there was hit by
a train that traveled through daily behind the building.Where`s all of this
leading? Well, I spent my October working as an actress for this now haunted
castle. I had heard all of the stories and was not too convinced. On the
last nite we were there I had been alone in the room I worked, as always,
and out of the corner of my eye I had noticed 3 glowing orbs floating through
the room. I thought nothing of it because I thought perhaps my glasses were
creating a strange glare from the dim lighting. At the cast party that nite
I sat with a few of the elder members and listened to them discussing their
stories.I turns out that the orbs I had seen were also seen by 3 other people
and that they came from my room. Also my friend Bert (a very big guy who
did not scare easily) I found crying alone. I asked him why he was upset
and he told me because for the last hour of the nite a little boy of about
6 years old had been holding his hand in the hallway where he worked.He
could see him and feel him. No he was not alive. He was the little boy that
was killed on the tracks years ago. Also he was passed by the woman who
was killed and two other figures. 3 other people saw the glowing orbs that
nite and 3 or 4 others had seen the woman in white and had been tapped on
the shoulder or had their hair played with. This castle was apparently condemned
a long time ago because it was so old and more srange things were found
within the walls and floors.If I had more room I`d go on forever. But, since
I don`t I`d like to leave you with the fact that yes there are spirits and
ghosts and if you believe, you yourself will see them.
My name is: 17 year old female graduating from a HS in Pennsylvania
From: - v9637@dp.net
How I found your page: I was looking for halloween related stuff
so I typed in www.Hall, etc.
Nov 5, 1997 - 12:32 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have lived in three houses in
my 45 years. All of them were haunted. The house I was born in used to be
the first black church in Southern Indiana. It was massive, with 14 foot
ceilings. The history of the house told of a woman smoking in bed who died
from a fire so intense she fell through the massive-beamed floor. I often
heard footsteps walk throughout the house when I was alone. My parents told
me the noises came from the neighboring houses. But, the houses on either
side were on different ground levels. There was also an evil presence in
the dirt-floored basement, which I never went down into alone. The next
house I lived in was my Grandmother's. Reputedly, organized crime factions
had murdered people 50 years before in the upstairs room where I lived.
The front upstairs bedroom was never used, because it was always many degrees
colder than any other rooms--- in any weather. It was common knowledge,
my late Great-Grandmother walked from my upstairs kitchen into my bedroom,
stood in a corner beside a built-in cabinet, and happily sorted socks thoughout
the night. She was an evil-hearted woman thoughout her life, had lost her
mind before death, and was contented just to sort her absent son's socks
on the otherside. I was 20 years old before I moved out, my family had driven
to Texas leaving me behind. I didn't mind, as I had my boyfriend (now:husband)
and my job to keep me busy. The first night, I climbed into my massive antique
bed, lit a candle, and read a book. I fell asleep, the book on my chest,
my left arm stretched out over the nightstand where the candle burned on.
Sometime during the night, while Great-Grandma did her ghostly chores, someone
slapped my arm so hard, I woke up to see the candle burning down to a flaming
pool of wax. Another few minutes, and I would have had a fire in my bedroom.
From then on, until I married and moved to my present house, I always greeted
Great-Grandma when she went looking for socks. I married at 20, and moved
into the house that I've raised my two sons, who've since grown and moved
out. Before my first son was born, I worked nights at the Mall. My husband
(an unbeliever) worked early mornings on his job. After I woke up with my
husband in the morning, he'd leave for work and I'd go to the couch in the
living room to catch a few more hours rest. One morning, my husband left
the driveway and about 5 minutes later I heard the back door open and slam
shut. Footsteps stomped through the kitchen into the living room where I
snoozed with my eyes shut. The slamming of the door woke me, but I kept
my eyes shut because I thought my husband was back for some reason, and
he didn't like it if I returned to bed after he left. I could feel anger
staring at me, even though my eyes were closed. This was the blackest evil
feeling I'd ever encountered. I began to think it was not my husband---
he would speak if he was so upset with me. The evil feeling was building.
Finally I peeked out of slitted eyes, and saw a figure of an angry man,
dressed completely in black. The black emotions rolled off him in waves
of pure evil hatred. He disappeared seconds after I saw him. My younger
cousin later told me, when I'd shown him the house before we moved in, he'd
wondered about the man-in-black he'd seen in the hallway mirror. He thought
I'd known the house was haunted when we bought it. At this time, I also
saw a Victorian-dressed little boy, about 6-8 years old, standing beside
my bed. He wasn't a frightening spirit, only sad. Profoundly sad. Since
I knew we'd have children soon, I wanted these spirits out of the house.
The house had come complete with the origional furniture. I'd connected
the man-in-black with the couch--- so I gave the couch away. Seemingly,
the man-in-black left with it. I never saw the little boy after the evil
man left. Perhaps he was there to protect us. My older son, a 3rd year student
at Ball State, told me he was glad to be leaving home to go to college.
He said he could feel the presence of spirits in our 35 year old house,
and he always knew it was haunted. I'd taken pains to never talk about the
ghosts in the presence of my sons, or any other children. It's one thing
to believe because you've experienced the other-side; it's another thing
to scare small children.
My name is: 45 year old mother of 2/ agented novel/romance/scriptwriter
From: - ginny@aye.net
How I found your page: bookmarked page on aye.net---Neat!
Nov 5, 1997 - 21:20 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I've had many paranormal experiences
and so has other members of my family. For a while at my house many ghostly
things would happen-subtly things. TVs would turn off and on by themselves,
stuffed animals would move about, one thing was even thrown past my moms
head and banged on her wall and then was no longer there. We play quija
board here once and it said it was a spirit who died on the grounds of our
home which was built on an area that was distroyed by a huge flood. Cold
breezes would rush through you sometimes as well. Thats just what happened
at our house. My mom once had a dream that her grandma died and she was
then awoke by the phone and it was her mother saying that her grandma had
died. My great-grandma saw her own mothers face brightly illuminated directly
above herself when she awoke in the night. The next morning she found out
her mother was dead. More things have happpened, but I'll leave you with
this to think about.
My name is: I'm 15, I live in Dubuque,IA and I've been through hell.
From: - JLeigh14@aol.com
How I found your page: A link from the blue page.
Nov 6, 1997 - 14:35 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hi this is a story my Dad told
me a while back His Mom had died when he was three and he never realy knew
her. When he went to Veit-Nam he he came off partol and was so tiered he
was a sleep before he hit his bed. In a very deep sleep he felt one ice
cold drop of water hit his cheek. Awake he shook his partner and asked if
he thought it was going to rain. They got up and headed to their bunker.
No sooner had they entered that they were ambushed. He saw his sargent run
tworads the opening and be hit falling face forward. Had it not been for
one little drop of water he would have been outside at the time of the attack
. He says that the drop of water was his mother cring for him.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: browsing
Nov 9, 1997 - 09:40 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was eleven years old my
father was murdered in Chicago. We were living in a small town in downstate
Illinois, and we had to go even further downstate for his funeral, which
was held in his home town. After the funeral, we came back home. Up to that
time I was in complete denial, did not believe he was really dead, and in
fact had refused to go into the room where he was being waked. I went to
the park alone on the day of his funeral, still denying the truth to myself.
It was late at night when we arrived back at our house. I walked into my
darkened bedroom and my father was standing there, holding out his hand
to me and smiling. I could see he was not flesh and blood; in fact, I could
see right through him, but he was there. I screamed, of course, and he disappeared.
But it was then that I knew he was really dead, and had come back to say
goodbye, and to tell me he was okay now. Nobody could ever convince me he
was not there. He was there, giving me his final goodbye.
My name is: I'm an author now.
From: - Hotclue@aol.com
How I found your page: Acrually, I have no solid idea. I was just
cruising, I guess.
Nov 11, 1997 - 11:58 -
Ghostly experience or comment: About an hour from Ironwood, Michigan,
(where my brother went to college) is a very small town called Waters Meet.
It is here, in Waters Meet, that I saw the most unbelievable apparition.
"The Palding Light" as it is very commonly known to locals and
visitors alike, tells the tale of a middle-aged man working for the railroad.
While on the job, he was accidentally struck by a passing freight train.
The railroad tracks are no longer there, just a very dark gravel road. On
any given night, anyone present and facing east atop a small hill and looking
down the dark road can witness the ghost of the man coming back to warn
people of the train. He carries with him an oil-burning lantern, swinging
it from side to side as he comes westward down the road. I kept rubbing
my eyes to make sure I was really seeing this. This is not a very residential
area, and the complete silence of the woods is a constant reminder-you're
alone. This is very real. As the light gets closer, you can't decide if
you want to continue watching or run away and hide. Then, just as the light
is nearing plain sight, it disappears into the darkness, kept black by the
incredibly thick woods. This repeats about every 15-20 minutes provided
it's dark outside. It is very real, very frightening, and completely unexplainable.
The visitor sign explains (in vivid detail) the story of the railroad worker.
But as for questioning it's credibility, no one dares. The locals of Waters
Meet have grown used to it, almost to the point of not wanting to even talk
about it. If you're ever in the upper peninsula of Michigan, go to Waters
Meet and see "The Palding Light." It is a mind-opening experience
to say the least, one not likely to be soon forgotten.
My name is: Assistant Art Director/Industry Publications
From: - chris@mtgplace.com
How I found your page: Weird of the Week
Nov 11, 1997 - 18:28 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have no favorite experience but
i do have one to tell. I was staying at my fathers place, It is a double
wide and as far as we know no one died there. As i was saying, i was staying
there for a short time before i moved to my own apartment. the family was
gone so i was alone in the house my little sister had been complaining of
continual nightmares and of a man in her room, i desided to check it out
one night for no apparent reason. I lay there at about eight o clock it
was dark out and the house was almost completely silent, i suddenly felt
very afraid and looked about the room for an explanation, i expected my
sister to have been seeing a shaddow cast by something in the room, but
instead i saw a man who was middlw aged, tall with dark hair and a mustach
walking through the wall. now the house is a dueplex so we had two sides
to the entire house and there was another basement behind the wall through
which he had walked through, infack for the first five years that my family
had lived there no one went next door because it was just to scary we never
could figure out why we felt that way.. the man looked slightly annoyed
and moved off through another wall, I got up and turned on all the lights
in the house, but that wasn't the end for me that night. i sat down to watch
some TV because i just couldn't seem to make myself calm down, out of the
corner of my eye i saw another man. he was very calm and looked quite happy
to be there. I emidiately felt safer, i finished the program i was watching
and went into my own room ,where latter that night i awoke from a sound
sleep to see the face of a woman looking through my wall smiling. it gave
me a fright but i realised that it wasn't threatening in any way, i went
back to sleep. only to be roused by my step mom who berated me for leaving
all the lights on in the house
My name is: I am 23 and enjoy outdoor activities and animals.
From: - JDyson@fonix.com
How I found your page: through a site link
Nov 11, 1997 - 19:26 -
Ghostly experience or comment: It was about three or four years
now, 1993 or 1994 when my strange experience occurred. I live in the southern
part of Texas just 60/70 miles from Houston and it was a humid August summer
night that I awoke to something sitting on my chest and pinning my arms
down on the bed. I was sweating profusely and paralyzed as whatever this
thing was was holding me down. I opened my eyes and to my amazement I saw
a figure, like a silhouette of a person but what's crazy is that it was
even darker than my room (the lights were off) which was as if this "thing"
denied all light. It held me down for a few seconds longer, but then when
I asked the Lord to help me it was gone just like that. I got up and left
my home for the night and stayed at my friends house. The same thing has
never happened again. A while back, it was late at night and I was sitting
in my living room alone watching television. I had just eaten one of those
little packages of Cheese 'n Cracker's (you know the kind with the little
red stick) and I had set it on the coffee table while I continued to watch
TV. After a while, all of a sudden that package just popped up in the air
as if someone had hit it or something, and it landed on the floor. I sat
there stunned and was afraid to move for about 30 minutes. I was afraid
if I moved that whatever it was that did that would get me. Ever since that
incident nothing else has happened. I hope it doesn't either.
My name is: My name's Jon and very open minded.
From: - octorock@usa.net
How I found your page: Been reading it for months so I can't really
remember how I found it. :)
Nov 11, 1997 - 23:03 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I've encountered at least two paranormal
experiences in my life time. One of the most frightning experience occured
when I was only six years old. I used to hear weird noises like panting
or moaning coming from my closet. When I would open the closet to navigate,
I'd find my toys and trading cards scattered across the floor and paint
on the walls would be discolored and peeling. I've never figured out what
the causes of the ordeal where, but they stopped occuring when I turned
seven. The second encounter happened to my neighbor and I on halloween night.
We were hanging out in my room when my dad came down and said that one of
the lights in my neighbor's house must be shorting out because it was flickering
on and off. Well, needless to say, we went over there to check things out.
when we approached the front porch, the doorbell started to ring out of
control.Thinking it was a prank played by his other friend, we went in expecting
to see him standing by the door bell. To our surprise, he was no where to
be seen.
My name is: male,age 25, works for electronics business
From: - TJTJ@aol.com
How I found your page: just site searching
Nov 13, 1997 - 11:12 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was about 12 years old,
my family and I went out to eat. My dad is a police officer (captain) so
he brought his gun and his scanner so that on the way to the restuarant,
he could listen to what was going on in town. We had finished dinner and
my dad and brother were in the car listening to the scanner while waiting
for my mom and me to come to the car. When we got to the car, my dad had
heard over the scanner that there had been a shootout in our neighborhood.
My aunt is a dispatcher under my dad and she was working that night. We
were speeding down the road and made it back to town in 15 minutes where
it usually takes 45 minutes. My aunt says that it was total chaos and the
worst call she had ever taken, mostly because she didn't know where we were.
At one point in time an officer said there was someone laying in our yard
and my aunt said she went crazy. She kept thinking it might be my sister
who had come to do laundry or we had gotten home early. Anyway, the story
was that the man doing the shooting (who lived through the woods from my
house where I liked to play) went to his ex-girlfriend's house where she
lived with her brother and mother. He killed the mother and woman, shot
her brother who shot him back. He ran on-foot back to his trailer and died
on his own porch steps. They say he just went crazy. The next week I was
taking a walk with my dog when I heard a man laughing too loud for it to
be so far away. It was comming from the woods and I was on the road. Suddenly
my dog runs off barking. There was noone around, believe me, I checked.
I ran all the way home.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page:
Nov 15, 1997 - 08:01 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This is so strange that it has
to be told. I'm working with sales and marketing of the new British supercar,
the Spectre R42, and was phoned up by one of the reporters of Topgear magazine
as they wanted to make a story of going ghost hunting in a Spectre. We visited
lots of different spooky places and took lots of ghostly pictures. The rest
that was supposed to carry on for one day kept on for nearly three days
so we nearly managed to cover all hairy places on the English south coast.
Anyway, when we finally came back we went to a pub together with some other
friends and when it was time to pay the bill was £6.66 (devils number)!
Furthermore, none of the mastercards worked....they had been totally wiped
out by something during this test!
My name is: 37 years old car maniac
From: - anders@spectrecars.com
How I found your page: Searched for a spectre
Nov 15, 1997 - 18:22 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Ok. My name is Jennifer and I have
a ghost in my house. I really don't mind if you think I am just a 13 year
old messing around. Because I am not really. I named my ghost,Fred, because
he always messes with me. One day I over heard my parents talking about
smelling ciggarette smoke in the attic.No one in my family smokes. My dalmation
dog,Harley,protects me and my mom from my dad when he kids around with us.Well,
my mom was washing dishes and my dad was upstairs when my dog sat down right
in front of my mom like she was protecting her.My mom yelled upstairs to
my dad and told him to leave Harley alone. My dad didn't know what she was
talking about. Again- When I was in my room listening to my radio,it changed.
I turned it back,thinking it was just satellite radiations or something
like that,when it changed again.Finnaly I just turned it off. This happens
occasionally and I just say stop Fred. The other day my dog was laying on
the floor and she lifted her head and slowly watched something walk across
the room, then put her head down. I don't know why this ghost is here or
why it is haunting us but I would like to know more about him/her. Thank
You.
My name is:
From: - JenniAnnMo
How I found your page: my mom
Nov 16, 1997 - 15:04 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have never myself had a paranormal
experience, although I am a frim beliver, but my Aunt has. Now I don't know
if this is true, but I highly doubt she lied. She with her daughter were
opening the bar/restaraunt that she owns with her husband. Her daughter
was back in the kitchen and, my Aunt was at the bar counter writing down
some figures. When suddenly from behind her, a white light, (or apparation)
of some sort went fwoosh beside her head, across the room and out the back
door, and as it past the jukebox t turned on and started to play a song.
Terry came out of the kitchen when she heard the commotion. My Aunt's hair
was standing straight up on her arms. "Mama?" "Did you see
that?" "No, but I know what you did see." "What?"
"Mama, you just saw a ghost!" The song on the jukebox ended. They
ran back to see what song it was. There was no song by that title on the
jukebox. Plus... It was unpluged.
My name is: Travis Ashmore. 15 years old. Interested very much in
the theatre and the paranormal.
From: - ashmoret@jc.net
How I found your page: surfing
Nov 17, 1997 - 13:46 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My husband and I had a free weekend
and decided to take the short trek to Mission San Juan Bautista in California.
The quaint town is known for it's many antique stores as well as it's historic
background. We were enjoying walking through the many restored buildings,
rooms filled with the relics of the past, when we decided to visit the Mission.
The story of the Mission is not a happy one. The Missionaries were trying
to convert the local Indian tribes, and did not always use the kindest of
methods. Then there was a plague that wiped out most of the indians and
some of the missionaries and their families. The bodies were buried in a
mass grave beside the mission. Now, I've always been facinated with the
paranormal, but never had such an intense experience as what was to happen
next. On this sunny warm summer day, we walked hand in hand into this graveyard
at the side of the Mission. Huge trees canoped the entire area, and as I
was soaking in the beauty of the area I noticed that the air had gotten
'heavy', as if someone were sitting on my chest. Then it felt like I was
walking through an electrical field, the hairs on my arms were standing
on end and a feeling of sadness overtook me. I now start silently scolding
myself, perhaps I was imagining these feelings just because I was in a graveyard!
Just as I was experiencing and thinking all of this, my husband says "Do
you feel that?" and proceeded to describe feeling exactly what I was
feeling. As we walked away from this one particular area of the graveyard,
the feeling 'lifted'. We decided to experiment. My husband stood outside
the graveyard and I entered alone. At that one spot, if there were not a
lot of other people around, I could feel it 'descend' upon me, not threatening
or scary, just very sad, very charged and very heavy. Then we switched places
and compared our experiences. They were the same. I wanted to tell whoever
or whatever to move on, that they didn't have to stay here anymore, but
with people milling about I didn't want to seem crazy. My husband, who was
a sceptic up to this point, now keeps saying we should go back at night.....but
I'm not that courageous.
My name is: I am a Postal employee, a wife, mother, songwriter, artist,
and one who's mind is open to all realms of possibilities.
From: - DMCash@aol.com
How I found your page: Trying to design a songwriter's web page,
having some problems with their personal publisher and found you on the
page of the month area.
Nov 18, 1997 - 20:11 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I work for a furniture store in
Augusta Georgia. every since I have been there, which is 5 years now, there
have been many unexplained events happen. It is said that our location is
built over one of Georgias war sites which is also a cemetery. Sometimes
you will get the feeling of someone following you around and will stop in
their tracks whan you do. i beleive it to be a lady and she walks about
8 steps behind you and the sound seems to be that she has on heels. the
wierd thing though, is that if you tell her "cutie pie " to stop
she will! She walks around in our stockroom and sometimes knocks things
off of shelves, but only when no one else is around. One time, she came
through the front door and set off the tone that lets you know that customers
have entered the store, big deal you might ask, but the doors were locked
and nobody was anywhere near the door and it has never happened before.
She seems to be freindly though, because she always intoduces herself to
new associates who are by themselves during closing time . Well, thats my
story of the furniture store ghost and i'll keep you all posted if she does
any more mischief!
My name is: 28yr old black male, very open minded about the paramormal.I
enjoy telling my story to new hires who don't believe and waitng for them
to come back to me when the have the pleasure of meeting "cutie pie
" themselves
From: - detwyler@hotmail.com
How I found your page: just came to my mind so i went to search for
ghosts and i landed here
Nov 20, 1997 - 10:03 -
Ghostly experience or comment: It was about 1am and I was half
asleep in a sitting position on my couch. I heard my brothers door trying
to open. It was like someone was anxious to get out, olny couldn't open
the door. Then I felt a cold draft behind me. My feet were on the floor
and I felt the rug go down as if someone had stopped next to me. I was watching
tv and in the corner of my eye I was a little boy kind of peeking over at
me as if he didn't know who I was. I glanced over in the direction of the
little boy, but no one was there. Growing up my mom has told us about 10
year old boy who had died in a car accident, he, i guess you would say,
adotped her one day in an airport bathroom. He told her his name was "Harvey"
and all through our lives he's made his presence known.
My name is: I'm 22, Alaskan native, I've had a number of experiences
with ghosts, and I hope to have more in my lifetime. I'm married, 2 kids
and all that good stuff.
From: - goulette@sopris.net
How I found your page: Hotmail search.
Nov 20, 1997 - 16:24 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My friends dad, his dad's name
is Harold, was almost asleep one night when he felt his blankets start to
tug on his side of the bed. He didn't dare get up, he was so frightened.
It continued to tug the blankets down and he finally got the courage up
to look down, but there was nothing there....and it was still tugging the
blankets down!! He looked inside the blankets but nothing was there either.
He didn't try pulling the blankets back up for fear of what may happen.
Suddenly, it stopped and right then he heard a loud thump just above him
in the attic. My friend said his dad soon moved into another room of the
house. A couple of years passed when one day my friend and his dad was putting
stuff in the attic when they came to the spot just above his dad's old room,
and laying there was some old raggedy blankets and an old baby doll with
one arm missing and no clothes on it. They were completely creeped...so
was I (still am) when they told me this story. They continue to live in
the house and nothing strange has ever happened again since that first time.
Oh yeah, they didn't have the courage to remove the old baby doll and blankets,
so they still lay up there in the attic....
My name is: Larry, 17 years old, interested in graphics design and
music.
From: -
How I found your page: Used Alta Vista, typed in ghosts and found
this place which is cool.
Nov 24, 1997 - 01:51 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This might sound funny to some,
but I had a pretty weird experience. I had finished the night, a very long
night at the computer. I preceeded to walk around my room and pick up my
clothes while thinking about a recent story on Sightings about something
on Demons. Well, while I was in my room, walking around I started to think
to myself and talk out loud about how I could "Destroy" satan,
and how he was weak and powerless to me. After picking up my clothes which
were on the floor I prepared to go down stairs (the laundry area in my house
is in the basement, and my room is on the 3rd floor). As I approached the
doorway from my room to the hallway, I began to feel afraid. At the time
I didn't know what hit me, it was just a sudden burst of fear, then I heard
a voice, wasn't sure if it was audiable or if it was in my head say in response
to my recent comments about destroying satan, it said, "Are you sure
you could destroy me? I'd like to see you try Bitch, I dare you to come
downstairs. Come on!" It was after I heard that, that I turned icey
cold and went back into my room, shut the door and turned off the lights.
After realizing what had happened, I decided to goto bed hoping that nothing
would happen after that. Fortunately nothing happened, I didn't call Satans/The
Ghosts/Demons bluff.
My name is: High School Senior
From: - Mike373@earthlink.net
How I found your page: Web Search
Nov 25, 1997 - 00:41 -
Ghostly experience or comment: In October of 1986, when my wife
and I had been dating about nine months, we took a weekend trip to visit
a friend of hers who lived in Maine. Our first night there was quite eventful.
My wife's friend lived in a mobile home with her mother and stepfather.
The girl's bedroom was quite small, a set of bunkbeds took up almost all
of the room, save for a small chest of drawers. The room was so small that
the only remaining floor space was a very narrow path,between the bed and
the dresser,barely wide enough for one person to fit. The sleeping arangements
were, that my wife's friend would sleep on the top bunk, and because I had
just driven 13 hours,from the New York State, my wife insted that I sleep
on the bottom bunk. My wife slept on the floor between the bed and the dresser,
the space was so narrow that from the bottom bunk I could easily reach over
my wife and touch the dresser. Long after we had gone to sleep in our room
and the parents of our host in their room, my wife woke the whole house
with blood chilling screams and flailing her arme trying to ward off an
"attacker". I felt a "presence" preventing my from touching
my wife, though I tried as hard as I could, I just was not able to reach
her..and she was less than six inches away! Our host's stepfather felt it
also and thought there was an intruder in the trailer, and he started checking
all the doors and windows,before even asking what was wrong. My wife told
us that she felt as if she was being attacked and that someone was on top
of her, she felt it was a very evil presence. None of us actually saw anything
that night, it was all feelings and the awareness of some other presence
in the room. We never went back for another visit. This had nothing to do
with the experience, her friend moved to another state and over time they
lost touch with each other. Neither my wife or I have had an experience
before or since that night, but we often talk about that night.
My name is: I'm a 37 year old father of 3 girls, I have a 2 year
college degree in Criminal Justice, and I have worked with the same supermarket
chain for the past 21 years.
From: - hocken@warwick.net (E-mail address ok, please don't use name)
How I found your page: A friend sent me the link.
Nov 25, 1997 - 12:05 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When I was twelve my mother and
younger sister and I went to spend a weekend at her boss' house in a semi-rural
area on the border between New Jersey and Pennsylvania. It was a beautiful
old house called "Rosebud," with highly polished hardwood floors
and rag rugs, very Pennsylvania Dutch, much like the PA house my mother
grew up in. During the day we were busy rafting on the Delaware River or
walking in the picturesque villages nearby (including New Hope, PA, an extremely
haunted town itself). I was having a great time,except that both nights
as I lay in my bed in the room I'd been given with my sister, I was terribly
alert and afraid--the hair on the back of my neck was constantly prickling,
I had the cold sweats, and my stomach was churning. For some reason my attention
was consistently directed to the foot of the bed, and I kept straining my
eyes in the dark, to see something that wasn't visible. Eventually I got
out bed and went to the library of the house,where both nights I dozed 'til
dawn over a paperback of *Jaws*,which seemed comparatively less terrifying.
When we went back home to NYC on the Sunday, I finally related my strange
experiences to my mother. She paused before telling me that that room was
haunted by a family of four settlers who would stand all night at the foot
of the bed and stare. My mother knew about the ghosts but said nothing to
me beforehand because she considered me fanciful and was afraid that I would
refuse to sleep in the room or else scare myself into fits. I guess it had
not occurred to her that I would be aware of the ghosts without being told
first. The usual occupant of that room, a very interesting old lady who
was psychic, could actually see them but wasn't bothered by them. There
was another ghost in that house, a man in the cellar who'd throw a broom
down the stairs. The house and farm that my mother grew up in is also in
PA, and is also haunted, and I've had a few unsettling encounters with the
spirits there,but that is another story.
My name is: Grad student on leave, New Yorker living in Minneapolis.
From: - vilan003@tc.umn.edu
How I found your page: Link from Castle of Spirits
Nov 25, 1997 - 16:43 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My family moved to a small town
on the south shore of Massachusetts during the fall of 1995. We had lived
there for about 2 months when i was sitting in my family room upstairs and
happened to glance out the window. now, it was about 5 pm, so it was dark
out but i could still see some things. all of the sudden i saw these 2 lights
that kind of looked like headlights to a car go by my house. i waited a
couple minutes and saw a boy about 7 years old running down the street.
i walked downstairs, opened the door, and stood there looking out at the
street. after about a minute the boy ran by again, this time slower. he
stopped in front of my house and stared at me...just stared....he slowly
walked toward me. i wasn't scared until i thought about what was happening,
i thought, "ok...a strange little boy is walking towards me" (i
was only 14). but then i started walking towards him also. we met in the
middle of my front yard, he looked so scared and hurt, like really sad.
all of the sudden he started running away from me crying, and when he got
to the street he disappeared, again i saw the lights, "headlights",
drive by my house. i told my parents about it and they thought i was crazy.
later on i found out that a boy, about 7 years old, had died in my neighborhood
about 25 years ago. he had been walking down the street and a car started
chasing him...he went up to the people that used to live in my house and
asked if they would help him, but they refused to...so the boy ran away
and ended up getting hit by the car. it freaks me out thinking about it.
it's 1997 now, i remember it like it was yesterday...that's something i
don't think i'll forget.
My name is: I never believed in ghosts until this incident...freaky
stuff man!
From: - Twinkle566@aol.com
How I found your page: just surfing around
Nov 29, 1997 - 02:50 -
Ghostly experience or comment: When our family lived in Jacksonville,
FL, our house became haunted with a benevolent ghost. For a long time, the
only family members who knew about were myself, my son, my daughter, and
my mother. One evening my husband was home alone and upstairs in our bedroom.
Off our bedroom was a glassed in porch that could be entered from the outside
door by a key. My husband was up working on the computer when he heard footsteps
running across the floor on the back porch. He grabbed a weapon and ran
from the bedroom to the rec room to enter the porch. Of course there was
noone there. He checked the door and it was locked. There is more to tell
about our friendly male ghost and his friends.
My name is: I have always believed in ghosts. I am an avid pig collector.
I also have dogs and cats.
From: - NArmstr374
How I found your page: Looked it up the Hall of Fame.
Nov 29, 1997 - 20:18 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I can't remember what year it was
that I saw her. (It had to be 1981 or 82 though.) But I can tell you this:
It was a typically beautiful, sunny Southern California summer day and I
was walking down the street (literally I lived in the foothills of Ventura,
California, overlooking the Pacific Ocean). At the foot of the street was
a park. The park had been a cemetary since the turn of the century. Most
all of the bodies had been removed from the park. Only a few gravesites
remained. They marked the resting places of bodies whose next of kin could
not be located, and therefore could not be removed and placed elsewhere
like the rest. Back to the story. I was walking to work and walked through
cemetary park to get there. As I approached the park I was enjoying the
warmth of the sun on my skin and the beautiful blue sky as I watched a young
woman walking across my path maybe 300-400 feet ahead of me. I remember
clearly what she was wearing: A lovely, frilly white dress, sleeves to mid
arm with fancy lace at the ends, skirt flouncy with lots of lace at the
bottom down to the ankles. She had on white gloves and a little white bag
hung from the wrist that held the white cotton parasol over her shoulder.
She had lots of shiney brown hair tied up in a twist with a little white
had atop it. I was simply enjoying the air and the sight but it began to
dawn on me that something was not quite right with this picture. Since when
did women dress like this? Not in the 1980's that's for sure. Something
else struck me as odd. By now chills were running up and down my spine and
the fine hair on my arms was electrified. I could plainly see that she was
wearing black botton-top boots with black hose under that lovely white summer
dress as though, well, maybe she couldn't afford to have matching white
boots???? I'll never know. For only a split second I looked down at the
ground and when I looked up. You guessed it! Vanished. Nowhere in sight.
Gone. Think that ghosts only come out at night? Think again.
My name is: Student of psychic phenomena, licensed/ordained spiritualist
minister, taurus sun, gemini rising, pisces moon, etc. I've actually recognized
two ghosts, but suspect I've seen more than two and probahbly didn't know
it. This is a true story. You can email me at Verna's address Atten: Bette
Kemp if you would like the other story.
From: - grneye@gte.net
How I found your page: I don't know. How do these things happen??????
Nov 29, 1997 - 22:49 -
Ghostly experience or comment: Hello, I have been living in my
house for about five years and alot of weird things have happened in this
one room. This room use to be mine and then my sister got pregnant and there
was not enough room in the room that she was living in so I had to trade
room's with her because mine was bigger. When I was living in this room,
weird things would always happen about the time that I would lye down to
go to sleep. I use to have this homemade remote control car and one night
one of my friends and I were playing with it. We totaly ran the batteries
down on my car so we had to stop playing with. Well when I was getting ready
to go to bed, I turned the light off and laid down, just when I was about
to doze off the car starts going on its own. It started backing up and then
hitting the wall as if someone were trying to play with it. All I did was
lie there with the cover over my head, scared half to death because I did
not know what was going on. Not only that but there is always a musty spell
in that room and it is always cold. Just the other night my stepdad was
trying to get some clothes out of the closet that is in this room. He shut
the door after he got done and went into the living room with my mom. As
he was going to the other room the door compleatly opened and the closet
door swung open as if there were someone opening it up, well he closed it
again and left the door opened. He returned to the other room with my mom
and they heard a noise so my stepdad went to see what it was. When he got
there the door had gotten locked and it onlylocks from the inside well he
got the door unlocked and went in there to see how the door got locked.
He could not figure it out. I have thought about going to the library and
checking my house out to see if there was anyone who died in it. The house
is 20 years old and we don't know what is going on in that room. The really
weird thing about it is that the things that happen are only occuring in
that room. Thanks for letting me have a chance to tell my story to someone
who understands. Author unknown
My name is: I am 18 years old and a senior in high school. I live
in Tenneessee.
From: - I do not have a email adress because this is not my computer.
How I found your page: I love to look and see what I can find about
ghosts and I came up on your page.
Nov 30, 1997 - 19:40 -
Ghostly experience or comment: My friend and I used to playaround
with the store bought Owiji boards, excuse my spelling, and one night we
were up in my room using it when it acctually started moving on its own.
one of my mirrors cracked down the middle and we both started hearing the
really load laughter. Eversince then for abou 2 months I would partially
see a face in my mirrors. I didn't know what to do so I made a homemade
boards and used a crystal that a friend of mine had given me. I asked for
help and I meet to ghosts on it. One ofthem was a spirit in the form of
a wolf, and the other was a guy about 16 years of age. He said his name
was Johnathon. He helped me put the mirror ghost back where he belonged.
I later found out more about John. He was killed by a gunshot wound to the
heart about a year earlier by a rival gang member. I never found out how
wolf was killed though. He never told much of his past and he still dosen't.
John doesn't talk much about his past either. They're still really good
friends of mine and I thought you would like to hear about them. =)
My name is: I'm a 16 y.o. Female. I have 3 bros. and 3 sisters, all
younger than me. I'm in tenth grade and I love the paranormal
From: - satanica69@webtv.net
How I found your page: I found it through a posting of yours in openmind
discuss group.
Nov 30, 1997 - 21:30 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I live in TACOMA WASHINGTON. One
night I said to my father who worked as a security guard at the Puyallup
indian tribal building. I suggested to him that I goto work with him that
night from 9:00 pm to 8:00am. I went to work with him that night & I took
one floor to walk down checking doors & ect. & He walked on a lower floor.
Anyways as I was walking down this hallway at 10:00 pm I heard a childs
laughter I thought to myself "great someone left there child in a office
" I was at the far north end of the floor with about 15 offices on
both of my right & left side of me. I checked the first right door no sign
of child was in there. Then I checked the left office to no avail either.
Then something happend to make my hair stand up on the back of my neck !
I heard about 5 children laughing & playing I thought I heard a ball bouncing
as well. I was scared about this time But my curositty got the better of
me & I wanted to find these children. I went from door to door looking in
each office & they always seemed to be moving from the left of the hallway
to the right. When I reached the end of the hallway they seemed to have
moved to the far north end again. I ran down the hallway to the office they
seemed to be in & they moved again to the far south end. I was convinced
that they were ghosts & they were going to keep playing with me until I
got tired. So I went down to my fathers office where he was waiting & told
him what had just happend to me. He told he had simialar experinces happen
to him. He also told a little history of the building. The building was
built in 1926 or maybe a little later I cant remember now. The building
served as a hospital for the natives then. Around that time POLIO had stricken
many children and other diseases as well. Alot of children died then. What
I heard could have been the trains to the west. Or maybe it was the old
ventilating units in that building. Or maybe it was just my father playing
jokes on me. But I beleave in my hearts of hearts it was those children
that died. This all happend in janaury 1996. I have gone back there with
my father and other strange things occured. But that is another story. sincerly
SHANE
My name is: I am a comic book artist & a father of two. I am 25
From: - feral@foxinternet,net
How I found your page: just surfing the NET
Dec 1, 1997 - 17:04 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have had three visitations, several
years apart, from what I can only describe as an unfriendly apparition(s).
The first two visitations happened exactly the same way in my bedroom at
home. I woke from a very sound sleep, sat upright in bed with a panicky
feeling, and stared at a large dark being with glowing green features standing
at the end of the bed. In both instances my husband said that I had screamed.
I remembered thinking, I must be having a bad dream, I must be sleeping.
The apparition faded away as I "woke up." At least that's what
I rationalized. The third visitation was at a motel room several years ago
when my daughter and I were staying in Evanston, Wyoming. We had retired
for the evening and the lights had not been out for more than 15 minutes,
when the same feeling of panic and dread came over me. (Motel rooms can
be pitch black with the lights off.) Again, I sat upright immediately and
saw the large dark being with features outlined in green hovering between
and at the end of the two queen size beds. I heard my daughter's gasp at
the same time. The apparition stayed visible until I got the night stand
light on. I asked my daughter what she had seen in the dark. She described
the exact same apparition and I no longer think that the first two appearances
can be attributed to just waking from a "bad dream." I have had
no further visitations from friendly or unfriendly apparitions, and I always
keep one light on in my motel room and the Gideon's bible out on the night
stand when traveling, just to make sure!
My name is: 42 year old mom with 2 kids
From: - Tigraine@aol.com
How I found your page: AOL's highlighted web sites
Dec 2, 1997 - 14:09 -
Ghostly experience or comment: 75 years ago in my grandmothers
house, the people who lived there before my grandparents. The youngest daughter,
who would now be 87, was killed in a spare room in the house. On the 23rd
of every month (the day she was killed), she shows up in the room, as long
as it is dark in the room. The room also becomes very cold, and a breeze
picks up even though the windows and the vents are closed. Ironically, while
tearning down a wall in the room, my father and grandfather found a picture
of the girl, dated the year she was killed in the wall.
My name is: I'm an 18 year old male, college student.
From: - skeeterfly911@hotmail.com1
How I found your page: Browsing the web.
Dec 3, 1997 - 13:53 -
Ghostly experience or comment: This incident occurred when I was
living in Chisholm, MN in a part of the state that is lovingly referred
to as "Da Range".I was at home with my older brother Robert and
my younger sister Liz and I was upstairs in my room. I went downstairs to
get a drink of water and noticed that Robert and Liz were messing around
with one of those Oujia boards.Robert told me that he had gotten in contact
with a spirit by the name of George Hardy, who I found out was the relative
of a man I went to church with. The wierd thing was that George's son David,
played the guitar and when he found out the I played guitar as well, he
requested that I play some music for him!So I spent about twenty minutes
or so entertaining a spirit and that qualifies as one of the weirdest things
that have ever happened to me.
My name is: Just a musician-type from the icebox they call Minnesota
From: - gary_dupuis@hotmail.com
How I found your page: Was searching for anything on the supernatural
when I found this place.
Dec 3, 1997 - 23:37 -
Ghostly experience or comment: I have experience the un explained
as some people call it. My favorite was death knock. My grandmother had
just passed away when I was in study hall with my two friend Hillary and
Nate. I was working on math #14---my gramother's lucky number and the date
of that day when there were 3 clear knocks on the study hall door. First
I thought it was just me. But all three of us heard it. Nate was the first
to get up and go answer the door. There was not a soul in sight.We all went
to check the hall again not a soul in sight. We went in to Mr. Fonn our
math teachers room and he wasen't even there. It was about 5:00 pm and we
went to leave while we stoped by the office on our way out We saw Mr. Fonn
and asked him if anyone was in the building besides us. He said no just
us three,him,and Miss Dones the princible. I asked if he or Miss Dones had
Knocked on the hall door. He asked us when. "About 5-10 minutes ago"
answered Nate. He answered in dissbelife " We've been in here for at
least the last half hour-45 minutes." Creepy huh. Jessica Solinger
My name is: Jessica Solinger-7th grade-13years old this month
From: - jsolinger@kalama.com
How I found your page: just browsing
Dec 4, 1997 - 13:16 -
Ghostly experience or comment: at my aunts house in canada wich
is a favorite palce of mine. my cousins and i belive it is haunted. my uncle
spend the few hours before he died in the house. ever since then strange
happenings have been reported. the house itsself is isolated in the country,wich
always seems to be a good place for ghost but anyway. im not saying its
my uncle thats haunting the place but not only humans share this old country
house. 1. the first thing that i remember that happened to me is one night
when i was about 7 years old i was sleeping in my cousins bedroom. it seemed
to me that it was strangely cold in the room but i didn't pay it any real
attention. the bed i slept on was leaned againts the closet door in a way
so that my head was right againts the door. I had just been in bed for about
5 minuets, and i was not sleeping at all i was wide awake when all of a
sudden i could hear a loud breathing behind me and a presence so strong
was in the room with me it scared the hell out of me. i could hear that
it was coming for the door a slow raspy breathing as if sombody was having
great diffuculty breathing. at that point i screamed out and called for
my mother. she raced upstairs and came up to see me. i told her what had
happened she told me that i had had a bad dream even tough i told her i
was wide awake. and of course the breathing had stopped. my aunt had come
up too and she was listening to what i was saying . and ill always remember
the strange look that came across her face when i told her about the breathing
from the closet she knew somthing about it.
My name is: im david im now 21 years old i have more stories about
the house i will come back to write more all my stories are true im not
the only one who has experienced stuff like that
From: - FORTIER@infoteck.dr.qc.ca
How I found your page: stumbled on to it