Mar 15, 1997 - 09:36 -
Comments about the web site: Thanks to everyone who has submitted
their stories. I will be adding you to the site soon. Thanks for making
this site fun and informative for all the visitors and making it one of
the most popular on the web.
My name is:
From: - DWWaldron@aol.com
How I found your page:
Mar 15, 1997 - 17:20 -
Comments about the web site: My father grew up in a old farmhouse
in Vermont, built in the early-to-mid 1800's. I don't know the exact date,
but the house and barn were put together with wooden pegs, instead of nails.
This farmhouse has been the site of paranormal activity for decades. Footsteps
ran up and down stairs, doors opened and closed on their own, and beds rocked
back and forth. My mother and aunt tell of watching out the window as footsteps
appeared just outside in the snow, with nobody there to make them. Frequently
the cellar door, which opened into the living room, would burst open as
though someone had rushed up the stairs and into the room, but there would
be no one there. My father's father lived there until his death. For a few
years before he died, he became quite unbalanced, and could be heard swearing
and screaming at the unseen inhabitants of the house. He also frequently
shot at the 'ghosts', putting bullet holes in the ceiling and the wall.
He died in 1978. The house is now uninhabited and falling to the ground.
My father and his wife live in a trailer about 500 yards from the house.
During the day, the old farmhouse is mildly depressing to look at, but at
night it repels even the most insensitive observer. Neither my sisters or
I will sleep in the end room of my father's trailer that is on the side
the house is on. It is impossible to try to get to sleep without the feeling
that something is looking in the window at you. Guests who do not know the
history of the house merely complain of a restless night and strange dreams.
This place is in Worcester, VT. One of the elderly residents of the area
once told me that the reason the house is haunted is because it was built
on an old Indian burial ground. This seems to be a frequent reason given
for hauntings, and I have my doubts about it. I have no doubts about the
validity of the haunting, however. I spent a few of my childhood and teen-age
years in that place, and I wouldn't live there again for any reason.
My name is: My name is Cam Hayford, age 37, live in Barre, VT. Please
do not use my name if you use this story.
From: - Mybroom@aol.com
How I found your page: Net surfing
Mar 15, 1997 - 20:35 -
Comments about the web site: In 1980.1981, I shared an apartment
with another gal. We were both emotionally high powered. My mother had recently
pasted away leaving me with no immediate falily. My roommate was battling
the weight issue "big time". During the year we lived together,
many weird things happened. The stereo would come off and on all during
the day. The heat would go from low to high. At first, we just blamed each
other, but as time progressed weirder things would happen. Food would mysteriously
appear in our refridgerator. We would find leaves under our beds. Our phone
would ring once with no one there. A few times our doors would all be looked
- including the chain lock on our door...while we were gone. The APEX situation,
and the last, happened one spring evening. I was showering and my roomate
jumped in the bathroom, really scared, She said I hear metal or something
dropping in the kitchen! Armed with hair spray cans we left the bathroom
for the kitchen. As we walked in, spoons were falling on the floor from
our drawers. We saw this. The phone rang once, two times with noone there.
All our doors were locked. We really tried to be logical all year, convinced
either each other were playing tricks on the other or even another appartment-mate
was playing tricks. After that we knew it was nothing were familiar with
causing these things. We believe it was a ghost - not a dead person ghost,
but perhaps a poltergiest????
My name is: rational, business person
From: - solution@halifax.com
How I found your page: a pal recommended it
Mar 17, 1997 - 11:57 -
Comments about the web site: One time I had heard a noise in the
attic so I went up to investigate. I was 20 years old at the time so had
no real fear of anything. As i went up the stairs I became cold. So cold
in fact that I went back down stairs to get a coat. I went back up the stairs
and looked around. I saw nothing but " felt " like I was being
watched. I shouted out " who's there? come out now! " Then all
the sudde I got an over wealming hot flash. From accross the room I saw
what appeared to be a cloud of black smoke with two red slanted little eyes.
I starred for a minuete and then it charged at me. I was helpless. This
thing had paralyzed my body so I couldn't move. It began to slash at the
left side of my face. The odd thing is that it never did anything else to
me but tear at the left side of my head. This attak went on only once in
the attic but left the left side of my face horribly scared. This experience
ruined my life. I am an outcast because of my grotesque looks and find myself
constantly going up to the attic with the same coat on looking for my attacker
in hopes it will return to finish me off.
My name is: There is nothing to know. Like I said , I'm an outcast
From: - kc256791@hvcc.edu
How I found your page: Looked up ghosts on the internet to try and
find anyone with the similar experiences so maybe I can find the creature
that did this too me.
Mar 17, 1997 - 12:56 -
Comments about the web site: I was asleep in my bedroom and I
have a Cabbage Patch Doll. Someone or something lifted it up and it was
just floating above the ground. I fainted and when I woke up I found it
on my bed.
My name is: I am a ghost,
From: -
How I found your page: yg
Mar 18, 1997 - 15:23 -
Comments about the web site: I was lying in bed one night when
i felt someone come into bed with me. I thought it was my husband but when
i turned around nothing was there. Frightened i jumped out of bed. I didn't
know if i was just imagining or not but it seemed pretty real to me. When
i jumped out of bed the door slammed close and locked itself. I was trapped
in the room for a long time until my husband actually got home. It took
him a while to open the door. As we were walking downstairs we heard a loud
racket in the kitchen and when we went in nothing was happening but we still
heard the noises getting louder as we stood watching. Terrified a few days
later we moved out of the house and now the house is up for sale. I pity
the family that buys it.
My name is: nothing to know
From: -
How I found your page: net surfing
Mar 19, 1997 - 11:43 -
Comments about the web site: One summer many years ago ( i cannot
remember the year ) I spent the weekend at my uncle's cabin in the woods
and had a party with about fifty of my friends. Anyway this guy shows up
and trys to steal my beer so I kick him out. Well back to the real story.
I ended up sleeping with this girl. You should have seen her. Blonde hair,
blue eyes, and the bigest tits I have ever seen. Man she was wild. But don't
let me get sidetracked. My ghost experience occured when all the lights
in the house wnet out. Luckily that big storm was going on. If it weren't
for the huge lightning bolts we nver would have found any candles. Everybody
was so drunk that they all ran away. Except for the girl. We were in the
middle of crazy, wild sex. The next morning the chick and myself woke up
and got dressed. Then we hopped over the tree that fell on the utility pole
and drove as far away from that haunted cabin as fast as i could. I never
go ther to part anymore. I just go there to get laid by the girl who turned
out to be my cousin. Weird huh.
My name is: i love to drink a lot!
From: - kc256791@hvcc.edu
How I found your page: it was on the buletin board at my psyciatrists
office.
Mar 19, 1997 - 16:13 -
Comments about the web site: One time I was home alone and my
dog Britt started barking.I went to see why he was barking and I saw him
barking at the refrigerator. I opened the fridge to show him that there
was nobody in there. When I opened the door a bottle of Pepsi fell out and
scared me and the dog half to death.When I bent down to pick it up somebody
started to pound on the front door .I went to see who was there and I looked
out of the window but nobody was there but the pounding continued. Just
when I thought it couldn't get any scarier the power went out for about
5 minutes and while it was out I swear I felt somebody touch my neck and
pull my hair with ice cold bony hands! Then the power came back on and I
searched the whole house. But I didn't find anything.
My name is: I am 12yrs. old and my favorite band is 311
From: - none. my email thing doesn't work!
How I found your page: I went to my search tool and typed in Ghosts..
Mar 19, 1997 - 22:45 -
Comments about the web site: Spooked in Missouri It happened when
I was a junior in high school about six years ago. I came home one night
after a football game and everyone was asleep, My older sister and her 3yr
old son and 1yr old daughter were visiting from Utah, I went strait to bed,
then sometime after I had drifted off, I was awakened by this feeling of
restraintment and a heavyness on my chest. I assumed that my nephew had
wondered in my room and climbed in bed with me because he liked to sleep
with me. Without opening my eyes i called out his name , but there was no
answer, so i thought maybe my niece had come in there, so i called out her
name and still no answer. The feeling of restraint was gone now and i took
my hands and waved them infront of me ,but when I felt nothing there,I opened
my eyes, because i was confused . When i opened them I saw hovering above
me this greyish cloudy thing slowly floating down to the foot of my bed.
I lay there for a minuite trying to make sure my eyes were focused right
and trying to figure out what the heck I was looking at. When i realized
what i was seeing ,i was overcome with shear terror. And like a little kid
i jumped under my covers and hid. i didnt know what to do so i just layed
there until i fell back asleep. the next morning i did'nt say anything to
my family because i figured no one would believe me. About a month later
I was asleep in bed again when the same feeling of restraint came over me
again, I knew it was back. I opened my eyes and for some reason i was not
terrorfied , this time what i seen was more clear to me. It was a boy ,
I could see his head and chest but below that it was all gray and cloudy.
He looked about 8 or 9 yrs old and he didnt appear to be from any long ago
era but more reacent. His mouth was moving as if he was talking to me but
i heard no sound. I didnt know what to do so i just rolled over and shut
eyes ..I just wanted him to go away..I dont know why he chose to bother
me. We moved from that house a few years later and i finally told my mother
about it and she told me that when we lived there she was always hearing
stuff like people walking upstairs or rustling of voices which my brother
heard too, She said she never liked that house, it just didnt feel right.
My name is: Im a domestic engineer...im 23 ,i lived in a suburb of
St Louis , just your basic suburbanite
From: - Ellehcim23@aol.com
How I found your page: a link on the Shadowlands page
Mar 21, 1997 - 15:35 -
Comments about the web site: My father grew up in a haunted house
so I grew up hearing about it. The house that he lived in was very old and
several families had lived there before his. Most of the activity seemed
to center around the front hallway and the fireplace in the living room.
The Door would open and footsteps would be heard going down the hall into
the living room, cricling in front of the fireplace and then back down the
hall. At other times there would be the smell of burning flesh and when
it rained, a baby could be heard crying. My uncle later found out from a
woman who had lived in the house that her baby brother had drowned in the
rain buckets. Also, a small child had once gotten stuck behind a dresser
and broke it's arm. The crying could have been an impression from that.
There was never any explantion found for the burning flesh. The house was
torn down about 15 years ago, but the stories are still told.
My name is: I am a student and am very interested in ghosts and the
paranormal.
From: - karminoacid@hotmail.com
How I found your page: link from shadowlands page
Mar 24, 1997 - 02:55 -
Comments about the web site: LITTLE GIRL IN WHITE It happened
a while ago, when I was young. My family and I visited a family friend's
house in Stockton,CA. The evening started out normal, we all ate and chat
and watched t.v. Later on that night when the lights were turned off for
bedtime. I was sleeping in the living room, on the ground. My sister was
sleeping above me on the sofa, she was facing the hallway (that lead to
other rooms in the house). I remembered feeling extremely cold from inside-out.
I could not explain why 4 thick blankets, socks-on, sweater-on did not keep
me warm from normal room temperature for a February evening. I felt the
"chills" of a extreme level. The type you get when someone sneeks
up on you and scares the heck-out-of you but this one lasted much longer
than the quick chills from being scared. Anyway as the night rolled-on.
I had overcomed the cold sensations and fell asleep. Later on during the
night I was awakened by sister scream. I've asked her what she saw or what
made her scream, but she refused to come out of under the covers. Morning
came my sister finally talked, she told the lady of the house that during
the night when she was sleeping on the sofa, she kept seeing an image of
a little girl in a white dress, popping her head and body in-and-out from
the hallway, looking at my sister and smiling at her, as if she was playing
"peek-a-boo". My sister thought she was one of the homeowner's
child. When my sister told this to the lady of the house she replied "Oh,
we don't have any kids at all here" "You must of seen the ghost
of a child that died in this house years ago, we see her from time-to-time"
My name is: adult male, with 3 sisters (1 older, two younger)
From: - mistersc@webtv.com (private) call me Mr. S.C.
How I found your page: from watching ktla news at 10pm
Mar 24, 1997 - 10:22 -
Comments about the web site: Ramona Holliday http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Corridor/5877/tangenas.html
Your site is great. I hope you will visit mine some time.
My name is: I love the paranormal. I am married and have 2 daughters
and 2 Yorkies.
From: - tangena@geocities.com
How I found your page: Richard Senate's home page links.
Mar 25, 1997 - 11:22 -
Comments about the web site: Hi! How are you? I stumbled upon
your sight and it gave me the opportunity to write. I am 25 Now this happened
when i was about 17, Me and a girlfriend of mine had decided to play with
a uija board (Please excuse my spelling) The reason we decided to play with
the board is because of the area i lved in, Monmouth county NJ, (Battle
of Monmouth) And My mother had mentioned that there were time that i was
out for the night and she would hear me come thru the door and say hello
to me thinking i was approaching her in the den while she was watching tv,
she woul then look up to talk top me and noone was there. There was also
a time that she was doing dishes at about 3 in the morning (Go figure) and
someone tapped her on the shoulder, Scaring her, she turned around and noone
was there. There were also a time when I was eating lunch waiting for a
friend to arrive, When he did he rang the door, the door was an oak door
must have weighed 30 -40 pounds, it was not even an 1/8 inch open, i said
come on in My dog ran to the door and started barking like he usually does,
i looked up to watch the door slowly open by itself, my friend walked in
and looked behind the door to see who had opened it thinking that another
friend stood behind it and was playing a stupind practical joke there was
also a time when I opened the door to my room and turned on the lights as
the light flickered i saw the outline of a mans face similiar to my grandfather
that i had never known, There had been nights when my dog would stay up
the whole night barking at lack shadows that would circle around by the
base of my bedroom door. At this point i still made up excuses for the events,
Sari and i decided then to use the quija board and contact whatever it was,
we started to use it we had a candle going the type that is pear shaped
glass with the plastic net on the outer side of it, Black out candle, wel
we contacted someone who said they were a vampire thats when i figured she
was looking, so i said in a mocking manner, "Vampire!! ok Mr. Vampire
Proove yourself" well The Pointer whent to NO and I said " Well
then i cant believe this quija thing is real Proove yourself, we asked other
question and then i said I demand you prove yourself or we wont talk to
you anymore". The pointer whent to NO and as it did that the candle
burst and the glass shattered. I was scared shitless. After that night i
tryed to disbelieve most of it. I eventually moved to Philadelphia, when
it all started again.I was in My apartment with some friends and and we
started talking about Phenomenons and stuff, like most people do. its such
an interesting topic, one of my friends said that when ever he stayed over
he saw shadows moving on the walls. I didnt belive him, but when ever i
was doing my work, i would see things out of the corner of my eye. there
was a time that i gave the keys to a girl i know she wanted to crash after
school, when i got home she was gone, i called her up and asked why she
left, she told me that she fell asleep on my couch, when she awoke there
was a woman standing above her. When she blinked she was gone. at this point
in mylife i was very depressed,(A rut) I belive that when you are in a negative
state of mind you attract Negative energy, I hent to sleep one night in
Philly and felt the presence of many things in my bedroom, i was so used
to this by now i just wanted to go to sleep in peace, I got irroitated and
said get the F**k away from me, thats the first time i actually had it make
contact with me it growled at me. Weeks later i called friends together
to use a home made quija board to get rid of this thing wer found out that
her name was LANA and she was inlove with me (WHY?) i figured this was a
big joke, but i realized it was real when she reavealed a seceret of mine
to everyone in the room, she told everyone that i was a virgin (Im a male,
Didnt want anyone knowing at the time) I guess its an ego thing. well Ever
since than i changed my attitufde to a positive way of living and i havent
been bothered since. I thought i would share this with you and get your
response. i havent talked about this in awhile so let me know if its all
my imagination. Also to let you know whenever i go home to my parents house
in monmouth i sometimes feel the presense who knows it could be an overactive
imagination, thanks and sorry about the spelling. take care
My name is: Im 25 male art director for a fortune five hundred advertising
agency
From: - DrkAngelNJ@aol.com
How I found your page: Looked up Paranormal experiences
Mar 25, 1997 - 14:22 -
Comments about the web site: I was walking down in the middle
of the night. It was around 1:00a.m. I was walking home from graveyard where
I had just left flowers on my Mother's grave. She had died the winter before
from cancer, and I had been lonely and terrified of everyone around me.
I went for therapy but no one really cared until I told them I had been
secretly meeting with my mom in the night since she was dead everyone thought
I was crazy and tried to throw me into the looney bin. But I've been meeting
with her ever since
My name is: I like eating mars bars and posters
From: -
How I found your page: i stumbled upon it in the night
Mar 25, 1997 - 17:51 -
Comments about the web site: It was a stormy night, when in the
dorms of Stanford college two unknown roomates had just moved into one dorm.
The roomates did not at all know eachother, nor anything about one another.
One of these girls was the party type, out late at night, always partying.
The other was the smart type, she was always studying and had never gone
to a big college type party. So one night the party girl roomate said that
she was going to a party in the college and told her roomate to come along,
for once! She started thinking about it, and then said it better not to.
That night when the other girl came in, she decided not to turn on the lights,
so that she would not wake her roomate. The next morning she awoke and stepped
into the bathroom, when she approached to turn on the lights her hands became
full of blood, and on the mirror in her roomates blood, it read: Are'nt
you glad that you didi not turn on the lights?" And there lay the roomates
head, on the bathroom floor! Nikki Razavi
My name is: 12yrs old, girl, smart, funny, into gohsts
From: - WhtAngel10@aol.com
How I found your page: Surf Shack
Mar 25, 1997 - 21:39 -
Comments about the web site: Once I was visiting the plantation
Mertles in St. Francisville, Louisiana. It was deemed the most haunted house
in America and I doubted it. The story goes, there was once a black cook
taking care of two white children in the 1800's. She loved the little kids
and wanted to take care of them herself. In order to do that, she poisened
their mothers drink to kill her... What the cook didn't know was that the
mother had prpared the drink for her two daughters. The children were killed
along with their mother. When the master of the house found out what had
happened to the wife and two girls, he sentenced the cook to be hung, and
she was.... anway... i was at the house for a tour and went out to the back
to look around. It was night and a thunderstorm was brewing(no joke). I
turned around just in time to see a shadow streaked across the lawn. I thought
my sister was playing a joke on me because I had hear a child laughing and
me and my sister were the only children at the house at that time. I went
to where I thougt the shadow had gone and found nothing. I went back to
meet my parents and just as I was about to leave the area that I had thought
the shadow had gone into, a gust of wind blew of my hat! I followed it into
the barn not to far from there and again heard a child laughing. I looked
up and saw a brilliant light followed by what i can only describe as two
children. I was mesmourized by this glow coming from these two strangers.
They asked me to come up to them and just as I was about to I heard a booming
voice! "Leave ma chillens alone", said the voice. Heck, I wasn't
gonna stick around there no more so I left. Shoot, Our hotel was only 3
miles from that place and you can bet I didn't get any sleep that night!
My name is:
From: - JakeGuilbo@aol.com
How I found your page: web contest at aol
Mar 27, 1997 - 02:23 -
Comments about the web site: Once when I was six or seven, I was
sleeping and I heard something. I thought nothing of it cause I thought
it was the cat. A couple minutes later I heard my mom scream and say, "No,
get the hell away from me!" Then I rolled over and looked toward my
mom's bedroom to see a grim reaper figure with a dark void as a face.
My name is: I'm a college student at Lycoming college. I play football
and all my friends call me weirdboy.
From: - funbrya@lycoming.edu
How I found your page: surfed the net
Mar 27, 1997 - 04:09 -
Comments about the web site: well one night i was home alone with
my sister and my brother we were just sitting around the house with nothing
to do when all of a sudden we heard a crash.we thought it was one of our
cats or somthing so we just ignored it but when we heared it for the second
and third time we began to wonder so i told them to just wait a minute and
i would find out what it was but when i was almost there to see what it
was i heard it again.at that point i was getting scared.so i just acted
cool because my little brother was watching and i didn't want to seem like
a woose.anyways,when i got to the door i looked into the room and glared
for a minute and didn't see anything so i turned on the light.nothing,it
was nothing but when i turned off the light it was there,i didn't know what
it was but it was there.so i looked even harder because i had this feeling
that it was there,when all of a sudden it apeared,two bright,yellow eyes
in the top corner of the ceiling.man was i freaked.so i shut the door and
turned on all the other lights in the house.and i told them it was nothing.time
past slowly and the scared feeling came to me right in my stomach,man was
it hurting,but i tried not to think about it but every time i did it got
worse so i laid down on my back and it was getting late so i was getting
tired.but my brother wanted to do somthing because he was getting bored
so we decided to play a hide and seek game with flash lights so we turned
off all the light and turned on the flash lights.then all of a sudden we
heard the noise again. but we all ignored it.then it happened again but
the noise was louder,then my brother got scared and didn't want to play
the game and right when i went to turn on the lights i saw it.it was big,a
big shaddow,a shaddow of a hand and it was right over my left shoulder.i
saw it but they didn't,it was weird and freaky.there was a little tingle
in my shoulder,then i got the chills,but that wasn't the end of it,it kept
going the chills started going threw my body and then i just fell to the
ground.when i woke up all the lights were on and my brother was crying,my
sister was standing over me asking if i was ok,but i couldn't say anything,i
wanted to but it wouldn't come out.well when i tried getting up i was so
dizzy that i couldn't even stand.my sister managed to get me to the couch
and lie me down.when i was finaly awake enough i realized what had happened
but i didn't understand why when right in front of me appeared a shadow,it
was huge!but i heard it say somthing,i couldn't make it out,all i heard
was the word WARNING!.
My name is: ?????????????????????????????????????????????
From: - clp112881@aol.com
How I found your page: ?????????????????????????????????????????????
Mar 27, 1997 - 14:14 -
Comments about the web site: Ever since I have been woring in
my current location (I am a restaurant mgr), I have been told of the ghost(s)
that are there. I know for sure that one former manager died of a heart
attack, and have been told that someone else died there also. Little things
happen that we blame on the ghost, even though there could be other reasons,
it's just a way to make light of the situation. Sometimes the lid to our
iced tea urn would suddenly fall of with noone near, could have been that
it just wasn't on tight and just fell off. That's one example of what we
blame on the ghost, right or wrong. Some of the really spooky things are:
as the story goes, a few years ago (before I worked there) the maintainence
guy was there by himself putting a delivery away in the early morning. He
was bringing something from the freezer that belonged in the walk-in. To
get there he had to walk through the stockroom, preproom and kitchen. When
he got to the preproom, he saw a man standing in there so, he kept on walking...all
the way home. More recently; when people come in early to do prep, and they're
the only two there, they hear banging in the walk-in like someone is rearranging
in there. When they open the door, it stops. When they go back in the preproom,
it starts again. The swinging door leading from the kitchen out to the diningroom
used to stick. Neither one of them would go through it yet, it would be
stuck open. They would close it and a little later, it would be open again.
One afternoon, my general manager was in the preproom with an employee.
Suddenly the stockroom and preproom filled up with some sort of mist or
smoke. They looked all over for the source and, suddenly, the mist was gone.
Since the freezer is right there, I asked if the door was shut (cold air
mixing with warm) and they said it was. We still have no clue what caused
it. Several people (including me) will see someone out of the corner of
there eye, when they turn to look, noones there. We even ask people if they
were just in that room to make sure we weren't "seeing things".
A couple of months ago, after closing, one of our waitresses was tearing
down a piece of equipment when she heard someone whispering here name, saying
psst, and her name. She looked around for the other closers, figuring one
of them was doing it, but they were all busy in other areas of the store.
I joke around sometimes, when we're busy, that the ghost could help us out.
Of course, it might be a little strange to see plates walking themselves
out! I would love to have someone come out and check out our store and tell
use if these things are real or imagined, I just would't want the word to
get out that we have a "haunted" restaurant....not be the image
we want.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: Checking out the home page contest area
Mar 27, 1997 - 14:19 -
Comments about the web site: The house that I live in at school
has an interesting history. The background info was told to me by my landlord,
who did research on the property in the city's county building. Built in
1896, the house was created for an old woman who died shortly after it was
finished. A man named Vincent Miller bought the house, a large Victorian,
and he lived there with his mother, his wife and six daughters. In 1911
Vincent was found murdered, stabbed in one of the second floor rooms. His
wife and his mother had disappeared, leaving only the six daughters. Police
suspected them of the murder but it was never proven. They got control of
the house, and did some remodeling, consisting of installing sinks in every
room. When my landlord bought the house, he had a plumber come in to remove
these sinks, and was told that they had probably been used as wash fixtures
in a whore house. His research did show that from 1912 to 1949 the house
was routinely passed from oldest to youngest sister, then to women who were
not in the Miller family. After this a couple fleeing Nazi germany moved
in and then the house was bought and sold and renovated many times until
my landlord bought the house about five years ago. The first occupants were
frat guys who said that weird stuff had happened. Last year for the firt
time since the Miller daughters, 13 girls moved in. The attempted a seance,
but were scared off when they heard "pots and pans" clanging in
the basement. My friend who lives across the hall just revealed to me something
that had happened to her over Christmas break. She was in the house alone
since she stayed to work. She had just caught her boyfriend cheating on
her and went home crying rather hysterically one morning. Later on she was
in her room again, the only room to still have in it one of the sinks from
the time of the prostitutes. She was looking at herself in the mirror above
the sink when she could hear herself crying all over again, lain as day
and just a loudly as if she was doing it again. She left the house and did
not return until someone else came back form break. I thought this was pretty
weird, considering the fact tat her room is next door to the room that Vincent
Miller's body was found in, but there is a passageway between the two closets
from that room into hers. Thanks for listening!
My name is: I'm a student about to graduate from the u of Pittsburgh
From: - spost5
How I found your page: yahoo search under ghosts
Mar 28, 1997 - 07:25 -
Comments about the web site: It was a long dark night and I was
camping over at a supossingly haunted forest, when suddenly I heard heavy
footsteps. I lighted a candle near bye my sleeping bag, and pulled on a
pair of jeans and a sweater. Slowly I unzipped the tent door and crept out
into the forest. I saw a transparent mist and started to follow it, when
I got to an old oak tree I stopped and their was a flash of light and I
saw a transparent, ghostly figure of a man. I dont know what happened next
because I passed out. Then next day I found myself in hospital with a broken:
leg, hip, arm and rib.
My name is: My name is Kayleigh, I am 11 yrs and I like writing storys
and I beileve in ghosts.
From: - bazzer@mail.cybase.co.uk
How I found your page: Buy typing in Ghost on Yahoo
Mar 29, 1997 - 00:22 -
Comments about the web site: There is a dinner house in Pomona,
Calif. that is located at Holt&Garey. It is called the St. Charles and
was built in 1928. It is now closed but in '78 I tended bar there. The dinner
house is comprised of three floors. The first floor has a bar, seating area,
kitchen, bathrooms and an office. Stairs that go from the first floor to
the banquet room which has a parquet floor and seats 170 people. The third
floor has six apartments that save for one, are trashed. These apartments
are reached by a seperate door and going up three flights of stairs. I was
the only one living there and all the windows were security sealed and all
the outside doors had deadbolts. When I first moved in, I had the sensation
that someone was always watching me. At night I could hear doors slam and
foot-steps going down the hallway. Sometimes I could hear a woman sobbing.
I am a combat veteran and there is not too much in this world or the next
that will scare me. Gradually I became aware that this was a mistake. This
went on for a few weeks. The last night I spent there I had just put out
a cigarette when I could hear boxes being dragged outside the door. I then
heard the toilet flush and I became scared. I could feel an intense pressure
in the bedroom and instinctively knew something had materialized in the
corner of the bedroom. I refused to look due to fear and when morning came,
threw what belongings I had in a bag and left. I was ridiculed unmercifully
by my co-workers. They were complete skeptics. In due time they all experienced
either materializations or other aspects of the paranormal. A college football
player moved in after I left and he ridiculed me to no end. It wasn't long
til he ran out in terror in the middle of the night after seeing an apparation
that glided towards him. One thing I know for certain is that these things
are not residual effects from some traumatic event in the past. One time
I was walking down the parquet hallway to my apartment when footsteps came
running behind me and when directly behind me, stomped twice even more loudly.
There are male and female entities here, one time a friend and I heard boxes
being thrown and a terrible argumnet break out betweem male and female voices.
It only lasted for two minutes and when we went to the hallway to look,
there were no boxes and certainly no people there. Whatever is there is
difinitely unhappy and perhaps very evil.
My name is: I am 48 yrs. old, university educated with a minor in
history and a major in histroy. I am a decorated combat veteran (Vietnam).
When I was young (mid to late) 20's, I bummed around Europe and lived in
Germany for a couple of years. I have lived in a number of states and travelled
extensively from coast -to-coast, Canada and Mexico. I have had paranormal
experiences since the age of five and an NDE at the age of 15. Being psychic
saved my life a number of times in the war. It is a gift that comes and
goes for some reason that I cannot discern. I do not want to give the impression
that I have this gift all the time. I don't.
From: - Shebalove@reno.quik.com
How I found your page: Browsing.
Mar 31, 1997 - 03:04 -
Comments about the web site: My story happened in 1984. My mother
and I went to check out a house we were looking to rent. When we entered
the house, it was night time and the house had no electricity because it
had been empty for so long. My mother and I got a creepy feeling, but we
weren't sure if it was the dark or the house. We moved in and I took the
room above the garage which was a converted attic. there were 20 steps leading
to the room which were located in the garage. There was still a crwal space
for the left over attic which was located in my room. It had a sliding door
(about 3 ft by 3 ft) which was stuck open. There were no nails or anything
blocking it, it just wouldnt close. I decided to put my mirror in front
of it to hide it. My mirror was very large and weighed about 30 lbs. I always
got strange feelings in that room, like I wasnt alone. One day, my mirror
just came crashing to the floor. I was the only one in the room. It came
only feet from landing on me. I also had a ceramic doll located in front
of my dresser, which was against the wall with the crawl space. One night,
I saw the dolls head turn to me. My parents told me I was dreaming. My brother
started to have nightmares of a man with dark hair and a long beard chasing
him around the house. He was wearing a plad flannel shirt and blue jeans.
My brother had this dream on several occasions. My mom finally believed
my stories when my dog went berzerk in the garage and started barking and
growling at the door which led to my room. She had to put him in the backyard,
but he still wouldnt shut up. My mom heard someone calling her name. The
doorbell would ring repeatedly and no one was there. My mom worked right
next door when we moved out. The night we moved out, she was working late
and I was alone in the house. My dad and brother were at the new house.
I went to her work and she told me to go home and clean out my room. As
I walked through the parking lot, I saw that the curtains in my room were
pulled to the side like someone was looking out of them. Then they closed
quickly. No one else was home. After we moved out, someone else moved in.
My mom talked with one of the women living there and the lady asked her
if anything srange had happened when we lived there. They had things thrown
at them. Items fall off of shelves for no reason and strangest of all, there
were upsidedown crosses above every doorway except my old room that were
cracks in the plaster. One night, they started hearing 20 thumps, like someone
walking. They heard it everynight for a week. Thats when they told my mom
that there are 20 steps leading to my old room. One of the guys decided
to go in the attic crawl space and they found some old newspapers and there
was a guy in the paper that had hanged himself in the attic of that house.
There was a picture of the man. He had dark hair and a long beard and in
the picture, he was wearing jeans and a plad flannel shirt!!!!!!!
My name is:
From: - kalapp@earthlink.net
How I found your page: cyberguy website
Mar 31, 1997 - 10:26 -
Comments about the web site: My mom told me about this experience
she had when she was younger. It isn't anything spectacular, but it happened.
Her family had just moved into a new house and my mom was running about
the place, checking it out. She went into the front downstairs bedroom and
there sitting in a rocking chair was an old lady, the previous owner who
had recently died. It wasn't a violent death and she quickly vanished without
having even looked up at my mom. She was just checking out the new owners
to make sure they were okay. They must have been because my grandparents
still live there and the woman hasn't been seen since.
My name is: I'm a 16 year old female student at Avondale High School
in Auburn Hills, MI (it's next door to Pontiac, MI). I have 3 feet long
brownish-red hair, love dogs, Nature, and The Beatles.
From: - groovflowr@aol.com
How I found your page: I'm working on creating my own page and went
to the Hall of Fame to see what others had done. There you were.
Mar 31, 1997 - 10:49 -
Comments about the web site: I'm going to relate just a few stories
from my personal experiences. They're all relatively short and don't have
much of an ending; they just repeat themselves over and over again in my
life. 1.) When my brother and I were much younger, we'd spend the summer
days playing downstairs in our basement play room. It was much cooler down
there than it was upstairs on the hot, humid days of Michigan summer. My
mom was always the first to get home and we'd await her arrival because
we love her. We'd just be playing and all of a sudden we'd here her call
"guys, I'm home" like she always did when she got home. We'd run
upstairs, but there was no mom. In fact, she had hours yet before she came
home. It couldn't have been just our imagination because we both heard it
at the same time. I've never really felt a 'ghostly' presence in our house,
but I have always felt a strong psychic presence around our house. I seem
to be especially aware of it within my family and now it seems that I'm
the only one still aware of it. My brother and I used to be much closer
than we are now, a fact to which I attribute our previously shared experiences
and current lack of such sharing. I feel that this psychic presence is responsible
for the next accounts as well. 2.) There is this one bedroom in my house
which my parents, my brother, and I seemed to rotate into and out of as
we were remodling our house. It's been my room a few times in my life. When
I was about four I remember waking up one night and seeing this skeleton
stand before me. He came closer to me in a threatening and mean way. I thought
at first it was a dream, but I was awake, I remembered the bad dream I had
awoken out of. Besides, my cat was standing at the foot of my bed hissing
at it. It finally disappeared and I went to my mom and dad's room, without
waking up again. It was real. When I was eight I moved back into that room
again. I had no bad experiences but I had many dreams which related future
events to me. These dreams diminished after I moved out of that room into
my permanent room which I am in currently. I have partially regained some
of that pre-cognitive ability, but not to the extent that I had in that
room. It is now my parents' room, but I do wish to sleep in it again, just
to see if those psychic experiences are related to that part of the house
or not. 3.) This has been going on for some time now. It's more of an annoyance
than anything. I have a problem that when I walk by a shelf or something
with a lot of items on it, one or more of the items jumps off at me. I know
it's all me and not just a coincidence because many people can walk by that
same place before me, alomst brushing the objects and nothing jumps off
at them. When I walk by, further away than the others were, things jump
off at me. I've walked into my bedroom before and found things which were
on one side of my room lying on the floor on the opposite side of the room.
I don't mind too much, but sometimes it can be a real pain to have to constantly
pick things up off of the ground because they'v jumped off shelves or counters
at you.
My name is: My name is Mel (short for Melanie). I'm a 16 year old
female student at Avondale High School in Auburn Hills, MI (it's next door
to Pontiac, MI). I have 3 feet long brownish-red hair, love dogs, Nature,
and The Beatles.
From: - groovflowr@aol.com
How I found your page: I'm working on creating my own page and went
to the Hall of Fame to see what others had done. There you were.
Mar 31, 1997 - 13:45 -
Comments about the web site: I was 21 at the time, a college student,
and I was invited to stay at a friend's house while he went out of town
for a personal trip. I curled up on the couch, and was facing the back of
the couch when I felt a hand touch my upper left arm. I rolled over, puzzled,
and saw no one there. For the next tow hours, I felt hands touching my arms,
legs, and the last straw was when my hair was caressed. That did it- i moved
into Shane's bedroom, where I slept undisturbed for the remainder of the
night.
My name is: single,
From: - shannon j. kidman dparnass@ix.netcom.com
How I found your page: web surfing
Mar 31, 1997 - 15:02 -
Comments about the web site: I got a few short ghost stories.
It happened a few yearsago. I was sleeping in my bed and then I woke up.
I saw someone in black with a hood or something over the head. The head
was down and it looked like it was praying while kneeling or something.
I couldn't really tell cuz the room was dark and the figure was wearing
black. Since I moved my room to the basement, I keep thinking I see something
or someone from the corner of my eye, but when i go when I turned to look
no one was there. I always feel thatI'm being watched. A few days ago when
I was about to go to sleeP,I felt a draft, the heat in my room was on and
no windows were open. Also, I have an electric heaater in my room and when
its on I think I hear some kind of music playing, but when I turn the heater
off it stops. I also hear strange noises in my room like t tapping, a knock,
and sometimes I hear the doorknob of my room being tapped. I don't think
any of these experiences could be my imagination.
My name is: I am almost 17 and live in New Jersey.
From: - NJ Girl756@aol.com.
How I found your page: I was just browsing around the web,looking
for stuff on the paranormal.
Apr 1, 1997 - 20:23 -
Comments about the web site: My most recent experience was a year
or so ago in the late afternoon. I was in the yard, cleaning up the leaves,
about half an hour before sunset. Something caught the corner of my I and
when I turned to look, I saw a black figure, best described as someone in
a black sheet which extended to the ground (no arms or legs were apparent)
standing there. As I watched it, it simply vanished. I have to reach an
explanation for what I saw.
My name is: Middle manager for the government. Have been interest
in the paranormal for years and have had experiences with ghosts as long
as I can remember.
From: - jlkuntz@aol.com
How I found your page: the folklore newsgroup
Apr 2, 1997 - 12:27 -
Comments about the web site: This was about 4 years ago.At the
time I was going to school and working at the Greyhound station in Columbia
MO. I was the only person in the station ( very small) It was about 9pm
or so. I was sitting waiting for the next bus to come in, when I heard something
upstairs, like someone walking. Then it or what ever it was fell down the
stairs. Now this might not sound scary but I was the only one in the building
and the door to the upstairs is locked from the outside, NO ONE could have
gotten up there because I had the key..... not all that scary but it scared
me pretty good=)
My name is: I work in a bk store
From: - raen@ix.netcom.com
How I found your page: just playing aroung on the web
Apr 2, 1997 - 20:25 -
Comments about the web site: My ghost story is not very scary
or exciting but it's something. My ghost runs around the corner of our hallway
when ever we're not looking. When we are watching television my whole family
can see someone with long flowing black hair run across the hallway corner.
Me and my family have no idea who it may be, since we had the house built
ourselves. It may be a child or a very small woman. She has never in any
way harmed my family or pets. Just can't figure it out. JACKIE
My name is: 12 years old, USA
From: - ferret16@juno.com
How I found your page: By YAHOO
Apr 4, 1997 - 15:35 -
Comments about the web site: I live in a house haunted by the
ghost of a young male child. My five year old daughter is the only one that
claims to have actually seen the ghost. He is quite the prankster. He loves
to move objects around the house, hide objects such as keys and wallets,
dump out toyboxes and run through the attic in the middle of the night or
when we have company. When we first moved into the house, he would open
and slam all of the cabinet doors all at one time. When my son was an infant,
he would remove his pacifier and place it on my son's dresser. He loves
to be near us when it is cold but unfortunately it makes us colder. He also
likes to take showers with us. One night my brother in law spent the night
here and was obviously terrified of our ghost. The ghost rang a chime ball
of my sons all night and paced the floors. We have named him Sherman because
we live on an area of land that Shermans troops marched through during the
Civil War.
My name is: you can read my home page at members.aol.com/RdRnrnGA/index.html
From: - RdRnrnGA@aol.com
How I found your page: i haven o idea
Apr 4, 1997 - 18:18 -
Comments about the web site: I have a lifetime of ghostly encounters
, both personally and familially , and the choice is difficult to make as
to which will be the most intriguing to share in written form as opposed
to verbally! Since my father works for the Foreign Service , several of
the stories are experiences we've had around the world. AFRICA HAUNT : We
moved to the Ivory Coast in 1981, and from the first day there my very psychic
dad began getting impressions from our new home . For the first several
weeks that we settled in , he often complained about the terrible odor that
seemed to emanate from the hallway , which was centrally located with no
windows. His main statement was that it smelled like something rotting ,
though he could never find / determine exactly what caused it . Naturally
, being only 12 at the time , my parents did not share with me the fact
that our house was haunted , hence I believe my experience to be as valid
as the story I later learned from them . I remember being babysitting my
brother one evening that my parents were out , and feeling the presence
. It began with me hearing muffled crying from the bedrooms , which were
located at the end of the hallway . I assumed it was my 2 yr. old brother
whimpering in his sleep and went back to stand outside his door to listen
for him several times . He was sound asleep each time that I checked and
I knew it was not him whimpering though I continually heard it as soon as
I returned to the living room . Finally , as I stood in the hallway in the
dark , with my head leaned into his room to check , I felt a distinct grip
on my right shoulder , as if someone had placed their hand on me , and only
my right arm chilled , breaking into goose- bumps as a result . I remember
throwing myself back against the wall to face out into the hall ,and saying
(quite calmly for a 12 yr.old) - "Please stop scaring me!" . His
only other manifestations to me were by pounding the walls of my room at
night - which my dad always excused away logically for my sake . But it
is my dad's story that tells more of our ghost . As I said before , dad
complained of the rotting smell often , but was also continually awakened
at around 3:15 a.m. The middle of the night "wake-up calls" ended
once the ghost actually manifested physically for my dad . He awakened that
last time , because a young African boy in the native garb of the Ivory
Coast stood by his side of the bed and was shaking him by the shoulder in
order to get his attention . When dad rolled over and made actual eye contact
with the apparition , the boy just smiled at him and left the room . Now
coherent - dad thought someone had broken in and checked the house only
to find all the doors and windows secured . But the sighting was the last
time the boy made contact in any form , for the smells , the wall pounding
, and the middle of the night "wake up calls" all ceased . We
decided that the child just wanted us to know he was really there , and
somehow found peace in our knowing. (I have always wondered if he was buried
beneath that hallway , or had simply died in the house , but we never learned
the history of the house - we just accept the experiences as part of our
lives). THE PHILIPPINES HAUNT : the woman who haunted our house in Magallanes
made sure she expressed her presence in many ways , many times , to the
whole family as well as our household staff . I'll just toss out a few examples
: Mom and Dad consistently watched a shadow form , about 5 ft. in height
and distinctly feminine run down the hallway and into their room only to
disappear into either the closet or their bathroom. One night they woke
to find her peering into the crib of my baby sister , another night she
was just wandering the room and checking out the electronic equipment on
the shelves . My room and my two brothers' room was connected by a bathroom
that seemed to be a popular haunt . We would all hear someone playing with
the sink faucets at all hours , but always assumed it was just a sibling
and not a ghost (didn't realize the truth until years later when we tried
to find out who the insomniac , faucet fetish sibling was !) . Also , I
remember stepping out of the shower and seeing a shadow form by the door
, and assumed it was a prankster sibling for the split second before it
vanished . When my mother showered in my bathroom , she reported hearing
all the closet doors of my room opening and slamming shut until she was
done in the shower , and consistently came out to accuse whoever was home
of trying to scare her all the time . The staff reported that the t.v. and
v.c.r. in the den continually turned themselves on and off , or would flip
through the channels randomly - odd since there weren't remote controls
with the items in the den! Lastly , (though I could go on and on about this
house) I remember trying to sneak out several times to meet friends at midnight
, but always heard definited foot- steps going from my parents room to mine
, then back again . Everytime I rushed upstairs to "play it off"(as
if they couldn't I was trying to sneak out if it had been them ..), both
their door and mine remained closed . But once I'd go downstairs again ,
the foot- steps continued the pacing . Of course , when I was sneaking IN
one night , I was surprised to notice that my boyfriend drove off right
away since usually he waited for me to get into the house before he'd leave.
Of course , this is the night that the chain had been put across the door
and I was locked out and at the mercy of the staff to let me in , but at
least not my parents . Anyway , the next day he asked if I'd been "busted"
,and was sorry he'd driven away so quickly but that when he saw the curtain
by the door being drawn back , and then saw a head peer out at me , he figured
it must be dad and that I'd been caught . Well, it wasn't dad , or anyone
else "alive" in the house. Apparently the spirit woman watched
over the house and all who lived in it! Those stories are just flecks of
ice on the tip of the iceberg ! I have a great deal more I would love to
share , and probably will once I gain the feeling back in fingertips from
trying so excitedly to related these to you! Thanks for the interest , and
outlet!
My name is: Personal/Family Psychic history . Kindergarten teacher/
college student . Raised internationally , since Father works for State
Dept. so many stories from around the world . Twenty-six yrs years of non-stop
ghostly/psychic encounters!
From: - Jayney@mail.RogersU.Edu
How I found your page: Via a link from another ghost story page (Shadowlands).
Apr 5, 1997 - 03:02 -
Comments about the web site: This goes back to when i was 16.There
was this girl I was seeing at the time.Well,on some nights in the mischievious
fashion I would sneak into her house and sleep there through the night.Anyway,on
one paticular night,we were lying in her bed trying to sleep when suddenly
we heard a couple of loud thumps going down the attic stairs.You see,from
the entrance of the house in front of you lies a stairway going up,it makes
a sharp left and there are three doors to your left (first one the bathroom,second
the attic stairways,and third her bedroom.).Well,the whole family was up
to investigate and found that some bowling balls they had in a box in the
far corner of the attic had mysteriously rolled down the attic stairs.Now
iI knew that the attic stair way had a door so no cats could get up there
and everyone was asleep in their rooms and i know that if it had been a
cat up there,it couldn't have been able to take the balls out of a box and
just roll them.I also did find out that a ghost had been in that house and
they had some stories to tell me.I did believe in ghosts before that night
but after that experience,my belief has gotten stronger.
My name is: I find odd and unexplained things most interesting.
From: - Maggotfoot@AOL.com
How I found your page: frolicking in the bizarre section
Apr 5, 1997 - 20:40 -
Comments about the web site: Hi! MY NAME IS MICHAEL ONE DAY I
WAS WATCHING A MOIVE AND ALL A SUDDEN MY RADIO CAME ON AND A TAPE WAS PLAYING
AS SOON AS I GOT UP IT TURNED AND I SEEN A WHITE LIGHT GO ACROOS THE ROOM.
My name is: I LIKE SPORTS
From: - MARKPAULA@worldnet.att.net
How I found your page: I LIKE GHOST SO I LOOKED IT UP
Apr 5, 1997 - 21:25 -
Comments about the web site: One time when I went into the basement,
I heard a conversation (Everyone was asleep!) coming from the room next
to me. I went in the room, there was nobody in there!
My name is: I am 12 years old
From: - Sorry, I can't tell this
How I found your page: In the HOME PAGE contest thing. I STILL and
will always, believe in ghosts!
Apr 7, 1997 - 04:00 -
Comments about the web site: This was in 1979, I was sleeping
over at my half sisters house and she said that we have to sleep in the
room down the hall by the bathroom! I wondered why and she said there was
something going on in her room, like painting or something, so I said o.k.!
When I entered the room it felt very cold and damp, unlike the feel of the
rest of the house and I had a strange feeling about the bedroom! I told
her I don't really want to sleep in here and she said, we have to! We sat
up for awhile and talked, it was very late when we finally got to bed! About
a half hour later! I woke up and felt something wierd in the room! I said,
to my half sister, trade places with me, I want to sleep next to the wall,
I'm scared! she kept saying there is nothing wrong! After we fell asleep,
I was awoken by a crumbling of paper at the foot of the bed! The room was
so dark, I couldn't see anything! Then It felt like something was coming
around from the foot of the bed to the side where I was! I just shut my
eyes again and covered my head! I fell back to sleep! The next morning,
we were cooking breakfast and I had remembered the paper sound coming from
the foot of the bed! So, I went into the bedroom and there at the foot of
the bed, on a little night stand were about 4 envelopes and I knew that
it was a ghost that I had encountered!!!!!
My name is: I'm a singer/songwriter-I have other encounters, I will
say them later! Thanks!
From: - DDTX1@aol.com
How I found your page: AOL's best Homepages-congrats!!!!!!!!
Apr 7, 1997 - 15:54 -
Comments about the web site: When I was in college, I moved in
with my grandmother to help her out and save some cash. I stayed in my uncles
old room, whom I had been very close to growing up. He was killed about
8 years before in a violent car crash. One night, about a month after I
moved in, I awoke to music coming from the hallway outside my door. I sat
straight up in bed...I was wide awake and could hear "Down in the Boondocks"
coming from the hallway. This was my uncle's favorite song, and one I always
associate with him. After a minute, I got up and walked to the door, and
I knew from the sound that the source of the music was just on the other
side of the door. As I opened the door, it faded away, and I went into the
hall to find just the sewing machine, nothing else. I knew, however, my
uncle was there, and I felt good. I went back into my room and called my
parents to let them know Uncle Mike was OK (and to make sure I wasn't dreaming...I
wasn't)
My name is: Just a regular guy, who now works with computers everyday.
Feel free to edit my ramblings
From: - mneub@gte.net
How I found your page: Art Bells links
Apr 7, 1997 - 16:06 -
Comments about the web site: A friend of mine lives in an original
colonial house in Williamsburg, VA. He has told me about the ghost of a
pregnant colonial woman who shows up from time to time in his house. In
the past, she hasn't been friendly. She's gone so far as to push my friend
down the stairs when he is home alone in the house. He has come home and
found the furniture completely rearranged other times. Lately, she's been
friendlier, though. I went to visit him a couple of months ago, and although
I didn't see her, she definately said "Hello!" to me! I was in
the house alone (my friend was at work). If you have both his bathroom and
bedroom doors open, you can see right into the bedroom from the bathroom
mirror. A few minutes before, I had unplugged a lamp in his bedroom to blow
dry my hair. I was now in the bathroom, doing my makeup. When I was almost
done, I glanced in the bathroom mirror into the bedroom and noticed I had
forgotten to plug the lamp back in, and made a mental note to myself to
do so. I finished my makeup in the bathroom (all of two minutes later!),
went back into the bedroom, and the lamp was plugged back in! I think that
was her way of saying "Hello" to me. Anonymous
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: Browsing around
Apr 7, 1997 - 20:23 -
Comments about the web site: Hello! I just wanted to say that
I really loved your site. Don't really have any stories to tell... Am not
good at that :-). My URL: http://www.algonet.se/~giljotin
My name is: Madame Guillotine E-R Eklf-Berliner-Mauer, from Liden
in Northern of Sweden.
From: - giljotin@algonet.se
How I found your page: From a guestbook
Apr 7, 1997 - 23:36 -
Comments about the web site: GHOST CAB November 17th, 1991. Around
1:00 a.m. I invited a lady to a pop concert and after that, we wanted to
eat something. We didn't know exactly what we wanted to eat, nor where,
so we were driving around the town. We were going down a street in front
of the Panama Bay,I don't know where it came from, but a car was right behind
me with bright lights. Then, all of a sudden, it wasn't there anymore. I
had a strange feeling, but I thought "ok, maybe it's just my imagination
or I got confused somehow". I didn't say a word about it; but, the
girl beside me said: "I'm afraid". I thought "oh my God,
it's true", but still didn't say anything but... "why?".
She said: "I just saw the cab behind us dissapear". My reaction
was... pulling the brake and stopping the car. We looked around and there
was nothing, not even an exit to say that it changed its direction. I then
press the pedal to the metal and flee.
My name is: I'm Panamanian. I'm a great REO SPEEDWAGON fan. I'm 25
years old. I have never taken drugs, and don't like alcohol, so everything
I saw was real.
From: - edwinreo@pty.com
How I found your page: I'm interested in these subjects, so I asked
for "ghost encounters" in Yahoo.
Apr 8, 1997 - 17:33 -
Comments about the web site: I grew up in a family homestead which
had been constructed in the late 1800's. The house had been built by my
great great grandfather. My parents bought the home in 1964, and they happily
moved into my father's legacy. Mom and Dad had been childhood sweethearts
so Mom had actually known the relative who had built the house. While they
were moving in the boxes Mom was surprised to see an elderly man sitting
in rocking chair in the main bedroom. Mom casually siad hello, but was taken
aback when she suddnely realized that the man in the chair was her husband's
great granfather who had died several years before. Over the years, we had
many unusal events in the house, but none frightening. Mom had decided to
call the ghost "Charlie" so as to make him less scary to her children.
My name is: I am fascinated by ghosts, and both my life partener
and I have spent time in haunted homes.
From: - knbkif@dnet.net
How I found your page: Yahoo cool sites
Apr 9, 1997 - 19:49 -
Comments about the web site: I work backstage at plays and concerts,
and one night durring a play I looked up at the cat walk and saw a ghost.
Most people had no problem believing me because many people have seen it.
Many people hear it in the sound booth during plays.
My name is: My name is Ralph Eddwards I'm 18 yrs. old
From: -
How I found your page: typed "Ghosts" in yahoo
Apr 10, 1997 - 19:40 -
Comments about the web site: I have a ghost that has been living
in my house since a was a child. At first it was very malevolent. I would
wake up with bruises and scratches that i had no idea where they came from.
Then when i received a doll about the size of me for one Christmas, the
doll seemed to take on human characteristics. I swear to this day that the
doll watched me evrey night and moved around my room. my older brothers
dismembered it and it now sits in a bag in my closet. I would at times experience
temperature changes in my room- usually from burning hot to very cold back
to normal. I have also smelled to scent of roses when we don't even have
roses in my house and i have smelled perfume and nobody in my house wears
perfume. My family and I would always hear footsteps going up and down stairs
,across the floor, and into rooms. A few times it tried to get into my room,
but it couldn't open my door!- it could only turn the knob. Who knows what
might of happen to me, but I thing is for sure- I would probably die of
fright if I every encountered this thing face to face. We have alos had
some electrical and phone problems- Like new light bulbs blow out and lights
sometimes flicker, the phone line is busy after someone has finally got
through and told us of this and my response to this was no one was on the
phone or internet. this ghost seems to only target me -Why? I don't know.
I hate being alone, especially at night cause very weird and scary things
happen.
My name is: I enjoy studying the paranormal. Please don't use my
name
From: - American_Knight@juno.com
How I found your page: links
Apr 11, 1997 - 09:37 -
Comments about the web site: Several years ago, I was dating a
woman who had a 3 year old child. That little girl had something special
about her. I don't know if it was her cuteness, or her charm, or something
else, but she had a way with people. It was almost as if she was an adult,
in the disguise of a child. Anyways, my grandmother, was old and dying and
therefore was admitted to a nursing home. I don't know about you, but I
have always hated these places. The smell and feel of death shadow is too
much for me to bear. However, I went there to see my Grandma, and brought
Laura and Alexis too. Alexis had never met my grandma before, and there
she was, a withered old, emaciated skeleton of the women she once was. I
was uneasy, as she looked terrible (sorry grandma!). Alexis, on the other
hand, jumped up onto the "bed" held her hand and stayed with her
all day. We literally had to drag her away. After that day, they had a very
special bond, that I have never seen before. When my grandma died we went
to the funeral home, and stayed most of the day. Since we knew we would
be there for a while, we brought toys, and books, etc. for her to play with.
My sister, Alexis and I were playing in the waiting room, which was immediately
adjacent to the coffin (which you could see from in this room). Alexis was
being a typical 3 year old, playing without a care in the world. She then
stopped playing, and looked straight at the coffin, with no expression.
She looked at me and said she wanted to say goodbye. I took her by the hand
and walked over to the coffin with her. Oh boy, how do you explain death
to children? She looked at grandma, and said she loved her. She then started
a one-sided conversation with her! Flabbergasted, I motioned for my sister
to come over. She then looked up above the coffin with a look I have never
seen in my life! She had a glow(not literally) around her of immense love.
The wide eyes, the innocent smile. She then said, "OK, I love you too!",
and with that I asked "Alexis, what did you see?". She replied,
"I just saw God. He was with grandma." With that I immediately
began to cry. Not tears of loss, like one would expect, but tears of joy.
The next night I was at home alone with Alexis. We had a great time, and
I was not as sad as I should be, but I think I was keeping it inside. I
put Alexis to bed, and read her a book, until she fell asleep. I looked
at her and admired her innocense. I watched TV for a while, and noticed
the cat going crazy. He was looking at something that was not there. He
was frightened, and I tried to calm him down, but I could not. He hid under
the couch the entire night. I then went to bed myself to read for a while,
until her mother came home. About an hour later, I heard footsteps coming
from the door to our apartment. I figured Laura was home, so I played a
game on her (don't ask why, stupid lover stuff!), and pretended to be asleep.
I heard the footsteps come closer to the room and they stopped in front
of both doors(they were adjacent rooms). I heard the door open to Alexis'
room and figured Mom is checking on her little Angel. But she never did
come into our room. So I got up to see what was going on. All the lights
were still off, so I thought we had a burglar! I checked everywhere, and
even checked the door, and all the windows. They were all locked. I went
over to Alexis' door and opened it. There she was sleeping with a huge smile
on her face. When we woke up, Alexis came running out of her room so she
could tell us of the dream she had. Grandma came to see her last night,
"but it was not a dream", she said. "She said she loved us
and would always be watching over us." Three years old. I have always
believed that children are the perfect witnesses. They don't lie, and they
don't know that things aren't supposed to exist, like ghosts, and monsters,
and aliens. I honestly believe that these things are around us, and we are
all able to see them, but our subconscious mind does not want to be subjected
to any emotional shocks, so it filters out things it does not want to "see".
Remember, our brain sees only that which it wants to see. It is all electrical.
I'm sure you already know this in your research, but my advise is to watch
the children. I honestly believe that they can see much more than us. Good
ghost hunting! Erik Olson P.S. I have MANY more stories to tell from throughout
my life, many of which were terrifying.
My name is: I am a 25 year old Computer Artist/Animator in MN.
From: - egolson@fsi-intl.com
How I found your page: A link from a link from a link, etc...
Apr 12, 1997 - 16:21 -
Comments about the web site: I really dont know how this site
works but I have been trying to find the meaning of this story so I will
tell it and if anyone can help me please let me know. I was living in a
house that had never had any sightings at all. My cousin and I had are room
in the basement one night when she was not home I saw a dark silhouette
of a man. I was kind of scared at first but then I became more sure that
he was not there to harm me. I told Jodi about him when she returned, she
thought I was crazy. So that night when we went to bed and I saw him I asked
her if she could see him. She said that she did and she was leaving I told
her not to go that he would not hurt her. He stayed with us for about three
weeks. He just stayed at the end of my bed he never tryed to talk to me.
Then one night I layed down and started to see myself in a black car from
the thirtys. I was in the passenger seat and a man I thought was my husband
was driving. The next thing I know is we are about to hit a truck. The truck
was one of thoughs green ones with the wooden railings. The impact was so
strong that I sat straight up in bed. When I looked up the ghost was still
standing at the end of my bed. He came up on the bed and layed down by me
at first it botherd me then I went to sleep and I have never seen him again.
My name is:
From: - kirra@netins.net
How I found your page: typed in ghost.
Apr 13, 1997 - 07:53 -
Comments about the web site: This all happened when we moved to
a house in Warrington, Cheshire UK. Warrington is the most haunted town
in the UK When we first moved in everything was fine, up to about 5 years.
Firstly i was in bed one night and i had a thump on the back of my head,
i didnt think anything of this and thought it was because i was tired, i
then never expirenced anything till a couple of years later when i walked
up to my bedroom and heard heavy breathing noises. I told some people but
they didint belive me. Then again nothing for about 3 years, When one night
i felt a thud on my head again and the breathing noises. Then again nothing,
But my Mum who did not belive me what i told her at fisrt started seeing
this Ghost She says that it was and old man with long white hair and he
had a sad face on him. This Ghost was for some reason only attracted to
my Mum. My Dad works nights sometimes and when he did, The Ghost came into
her room and tried to get into bed with her it had tried to stop her from
moving and she said she felt its hair against her She saw flickers of light
and at one point actually had a argument with it when she told it to go
away and leave her alone. She also once sat up in bed and quotted a passage
from the Biblie for no reason what so ever. It followed her around the house
and even outside. It Once threw some glass accross the room when she was
alone and used to bang about in a room in the house. Until about 2 years
ago when we had, had enough and called in a local man who was well known
for getting rid of Ghosts like this he blessed the hosuse and left and since
we have seen or heard nothing. He said the Ghosrt was of an elderly man
who was thrown down a well, and killed, Before the house was built it was
farm land. The man who came to us is well known in the town and has done
this lots of times since he came to us.
My name is:
From: - Annoymous
How I found your page: Yahoo search
Apr 14, 1997 - 13:40 -
Comments about the web site: thier is a place down in Florida
where thier is a giant hill and if you stop and put your car in neutral
your car will mysteriously coast up the hill. Legend has it that 30 years
ago a bus wrecked thier and killed a lot of children. The children are suppose
to be pushing your car up the hill.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page:
Apr 14, 1997 - 17:35 -
Comments about the web site: where I live there's some local lore
believed mostly by the older residents. There is supposed to be a monster
that inhabbits a place called Cove Point. I have heard stories of it running
cars off the road and then running at them. My father has a story about
being in Cove Point when he was around 16 with his friend. They were attempting
to sneak into a place that has gates and will not allow anyone to get in
but residents. they went down an old dirt road in cove Point. As the road
got worse, they went past a sign written in red that read: "No Trespassing"
but it was spelled in- correctly. They went a little farther until the road
ran out, they turned the car around but then it stalled. My dad's friend
told him to get into the drivers seat while he tried to fix the car. As
they were sitting there. They began to hear heavy footsteps. My dad said
they were very deliberate and he could hear branches snapping loudly as
whatever it was came closer. My dad and his friend began panicking. My dad
finally managed to start the car but he was so frightened he began driving
away without his friend. the car was a convertible, and his friend managed
to grab onto the car and climb in. My dad doesn't know what was back there.
It could have been anything but ....
My name is: I live in Southern Maryland and have grown up being told
a ton of ghost lore
From: - ebeaven@usa.net
How I found your page: I looked up "ghosts" in my search
Apr 14, 1997 - 19:38 -
Comments about the web site: The Ghost that live next door is
really scary everyone is afarid of the ghosts that live there. There is
also a ghost in the town that my cousin lives in, she lives in England,
they are the ghosts of Chingle Hall, they are dead monks.
My name is: i am 7 years old
From: -
How I found your page: my older sister (9)
Apr 17, 1997 - 16:13 -
Comments about the web site: I grew up in a house that my family
believes is haunted. My parents still live there in Lakewood, ca. and my
Mom still sees shadows move from the corner of her eye. It all seemed to
start when my Dad bought my Mom a used organ for her birthday. My sister,
Mom and I took lessons on the darn thing and any time we practiced we could
feel someone watching us from behind. Anytime we looked there was nobody
there! Then strange shadows could be seen out of the corner of the eye.
The added on upstairs bedroom has a door to the attic. My sister and I each
had the room seperately and we both can recall things happening. I can recall
being awakened at three a.m. to someone knocking constantly on the attic
door. I never had the nerve to open it. I also experienced someone sitting
on the edge of my bed and waking me. When I awoke no one was there but the
depression was still on the bed! When I screamed the depresion left. Also
My brother and I can vouch for the ghost in the Lakewood High School Auditorium.
I used to practice my trumpet during Orchestra Winds in 1975\ 76 school
year and more than once heard from the stage seats folding up from opposite
ends of the house and small objects falling from the upper light racks .
My bother had the exact same thing happen to him two years later.
My name is: I'm a 38 yr. old father of two still married to my lovely
wife these 14yrs. with a house in Anaheim ca.
From: - Mostellers@MSN.com
How I found your page: NBC channel 4 news.
Apr 18, 1997 - 09:20 -
Comments about the web site: I AM A CLAIRVOYANT AND MY HOUSE IS
FULL OF GHOSTS. I BEEN ABLE CAPTURE THERE IMAGES ON VIDEO TAPE. tHEY COME
THROUGH MY MIRROWS ALOT. I HAD AN ADDITION PUT ON MY HOME AND THE BUILDERS
FOUND AN OLD FOUNDATION UNDER MY HOUSE. FOR YEARS IVE EXPERIENCED FACE AND
IMAGES IN MY HOME. THEY WROTE ON WALLS. APPERARED IN FRONT OF MY CLIENTS
IM NOT AFRAID I SORT OF LIKE HAVING THEM AROUND SOME TIMES THEY AGGERVATED
ME BUT TUNRING ON STERO AND T.V. I CAN FEEL THE COLD IN THE AIR WHEN THEY
ARE THERE. I CAN SEE THEY ALSO BECAUSE OF MY CLARAVOYENCE... SINCERELY CATHY
ROLLER E-MAIL ME AT: SEABREASE@MCIONE.COM
My name is: iM A PSYCHIC AND HAVE MY OWN TV SHOW 34 FELMALE
From: - SEABREASE@MCIONE.COM
How I found your page: COURIOSITY WITH THE UNKNOWNED
Apr 18, 1997 - 11:12 -
Comments about the web site: I live in a small town in the United
States. Several years ago it became apparant to me that my home was being
visited by some type of form of the supernatural. One night I woke up in
the middle of the night and looked at my closet to see a bright glowing
light shining from the doors. The doors suddenly opened and inside the closet
was what appeared to be a small girl. She looked at me as if to say,"Get
out of my room." This experience really frightened me and was soon
followed by other more serios and more terrifying incidents. For further
stories send your Email address to sheltonap@hotmail.com
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page: www.yahoo.com
Apr 18, 1997 - 11:57 -
Comments about the web site: I lived with my grandparents when
I was growing up. When I turned 16, my grandfather died. A couple of nights
after we buried him, I was going to the bathroom very late and felt someone
walking behind me. I was too afraid to turn around, so I ran to my room
and closed the door. The feeling went away. The next morning my grandmother
told me that she woke up and felt someone over her. She then looked in the
hallway and saw the bathroom light go out. I instantly knew that we had
seen the same "being". To this day, I believe it was my grandfather
coming to make sure that we were okay. We still live in that house. I think
about it everytime I get up to go to the bathroom late at night. I don't
feel anyone's presence though. Amanda
My name is: i am 24 living in north carolina with my husband and
two children
From: - abr24fm@aol.com
How I found your page: hall of fame board
Apr 18, 1997 - 13:40 -
Comments about the web site: My sorority sister and I were moving
things out of her apartment, to come and live with me in mine. It was a
typical hot-Fall night in New Mexico. The weather was great so we were doing
most of the moving at night to avoid the heat during the day. On one particular
night we were loading boxes into her Blazer, she had already gone back into
the house and I was loading some more of her things. I shut the door of
the car and went to go back into the house for some reason I had the most
compelling feeling to turn back around and when I did I saw the hand of
a small child pressed against the window of the passengers side of the car.
It was surrounded by a blue-green light and the hand itself was very pale.
I closed my eyes not believing what I was seeing and when I opened them
again it was gone. My roomate got in the car after this and was alone while
I went back to the house to turn off the lights. I didn't say anything about
what I had seen until the next day when she said that while I was back at
the house turning off the lights, she had the strangest feeling that someone
was in the car with her, but when she turned around no one was there.
My name is:
From: - traci.mays@mail.house.gov
How I found your page: liked it
Apr 18, 1997 - 13:55 -
Comments about the web site: At Mercy Hospital in Des Moines ,
Iowa. There is a back room where years ago they would leave the dieing patients.
Now it is used as a room where deceased babies are taken to be cleaned and
dresssed. A scrub nurse use to talk to somebody when she was back there.
When she was asked who she was talking to she would never answer. Actually,
she was talking to a male ghost. Several nurses and doctors have seen ghosts
back there. Some are in white and some are in black. They believe it is
the patients that died there.
My name is:
From: -
How I found your page:
Apr 18, 1997 - 14:22 -
Comments about the web site: I live in a house where my uncle
killed himself. I never really had any trouble with ghosts until I got older.
I use to wish that I could meet him, just once. I never saw him when he
was alive. It all started with little things. You could hear footsteps coming
up from the basement. You could hear the door closing in the kitchen and
then you could hear them start up the stairs. That is when I got really
scared and ran into my parents room. Other things would happen. I had this
coke puzzle hanging on my wall. One day I went in there and the coke puzzle
was laying on the floor and the picture of my Grandma and Grandpa were smashed
into a box. The picture was my uncles parents. I got scared and ran into
my sisters room and didn't fall asleep all night. I've had dreames that
he has come back. I'm half asleep and half awake. One night I was sleeping
down stairs and he came in to the living room. He went and sat in the chair.
I asked if I could touch him and he said no. I kept asking and he kept saying
no I can't touch you. The next thing I knew he got up and gave my a kiss
and then left. My Uncle is not really a ghost but a angel. I don't believe
he is here to scare me but just to know that he is there watching me.
My name is: white girl, 16 years old
From: -
How I found your page: yahoo
Comments about the web site: My grandmother's house used to be
where my trailer is. It burt down. She didn't live there anymore, but she
did when she was a kid. A few people have died here, but I have a favorite,
Lula. She was around 14 when she died of spinamengitous. She shared a bed
with my grandmother, and their bed was right between my bedroom and bathroom.
One night, a Friday, I think, at arond 2:35 in the morning, my two cousins,
my best friend and I hearnd someone walk into the bathroom. We had thought
that my mom was asleep, so we were going to run around outside for a few
minutes in the snow, but we got scared. We waited and waited for my mom
to leave the bathroom, but she never did. So I decided to go check on her.
She was asleep on the couch. So I checked the bathroom, and no one was there.
A few days later, I was asleep on the floor of my room. I heard some one
yelling at me. They slapped me and kept shaking me. They kept telling me
to wake up. I went into my cousin's room. She said she had been in her room
the whole time. Then I went inot the livingroom, my momther had been there
the whole time. I thought that it was a ghost, who I called Lula, because
I thought that's that who she was. She came back a few times at arond 2:35
in the morning every sunday night and walked into the bathroom and shut
the door. I wanted to know if it was really her, so I asked my grandmother
what time she died. She told me that she died around 2:30 in the morning
on a Sunday or Monday. I haven't heard from Lula in a year, but I would
like to. I'm not scared of her. I like to think she can see me. She would
have been my great-aunt, and I just know that she would have been my favorite.
It makes me feel safe to know that she can watch me grow up.
My name is: My name is Ashley Elizabeth Farley. I'll be 14 in 11
days, and I live in Mayking, Kentucky.
From: - afarley@eastky.com
How I found your page: I just searched for ghosts and decided to
come in here.
Apr 20, 1997 - 00:19 -
Comments about the web site: Hello I am sherry Barwick. I am married
to a air force pilot. one year while we wre in Campsea Ash, England we stayed
in the old country inn. is was13 years ago at that time my son was sick
and so he had to take some medicene every 2 hours. so at night i would keep
the medicen in the cold bathroom down the hall. one night I went down there
at 2:00am and ofcorse when your in a bathroom you go so i did then as i
left i heard a woman's vocie on the otherside of a door. they asked meto
keep it down. the next morning I went to the inkeeper to see if I could
aplogize to that woman. he laught and told me how no one stays in that room
because when he frist moved there he saw the ghost. this old man named the
ghost Rosemary and only rent the room out to people who ask for the ghost
room.
My name is:
From: - TennTina@AOL.Com
How I found your page: looking on web under serch web:ghost
Apr 20, 1997 - 14:26 -
Comments about the web site: When we lived in Cincinnati, Ohio
about 15 years ago a very strange thing happened while I was a paper for
school. I saw a ghost of an old lady just walk into our living room like
she was walking on some stairs. It looked like she didn't notice me, but
years before there had been a building there that had burned to the ground
and my apartment was supposed to have been where the front entrance was.
My name is: I am a full-time pianist
From: - CatPianist@aol.com
How I found your page: on aol's hall of fame