Haunted At Friend's House - by Rosie

So all my life I have had experiences with the paranormal and have experienced physical manifestations of otherworldly spirits numerous times. The first (and only) time I actually "saw" a spirit with my own two eyes was when I was six. Since then I have had many encounters. The most recent, happened less than a year ago. All of this is true, I have no reason to lie and am a professional person.

I live in a small city and my friend lived in a major city, about four hours away. On one of my weekends I booked flights to spend the weekend catching up with him and another friend. So I arrived Saturday morning and spent the day shopping till he finished work and we met up with his friend and all went back to his place that he shared with his dad who was overseas at the time and their room-mate who was also away at the time.

We sat around chatting till dinner time when we all decided to go out to the heart of the city for dinner and we left, but not before switching off every light in the house. I remember this specifically because my friend has a little dog and as a dog lover and someone who hates the dark I felt sorry for the poor little thing being all by herself in a big dark house when we were out.

We went out and had our dinner and returned and when we got back, the lounge room light was on. This was so strange it made my friend think that one of the house's other occupants must have come home early - because we definitely turned all lights off. But no one else was there. We kind of dismissed it and assumed we must have all forgotten that we left that light on.

So we were out on the back balcony chatting and listening to music through my friend's iPod hooked up to speakers. At one point we figured it was a bit late so we'd turn the music off. We kept chatting about an hour and then the music turned itself back on - this time my friend really thought the room-mate had returned because the iPod had actually been switched off. But no one else was in the house. We thought it was odd, but at that stage I didn't give it too much thought, I find logic always kicks in and you try and work out logical explanations for strange things when they happen.

So it got to about 3am and we decided to call it a night. I was tired and as it was a bit of a whirlwind trip and I'd only be getting about three hours sleep as I had to get up and get the plane home. So the guys both camped out in my friends room. I could have slept on the floor near them but I really wanted a good nights rest given the short sleep I'd be getting, so I opted to sleep in my friend's dad's bed in the room next door. My friends shut the door, but I kept mine open and we switched off all the lights.

As I lay there nodding off, I started to feel little rumbles as if the bed was shaking, just a bit. I again just ignored it. But then I heard sounds coming from the kitchen,light,muffled sounds like you'd hear if there was a small party or group of people just chatting away. There were no houses close enough to justify these sounds, so at this stage I started to figure there was something supernatural happening. But really, all I could think was every minute I was being kept awake by it all was time I wasn't getting for sleep. I'd normally have been a bit spooked at that point, but all I wanted was to get some rest. It was then the bed shaking kept happening, and little by little it was getting more forceful. I felt the furniture around the bed to see if it was the whole floor that was shaking but everything else was steady and still. It was then I heard footsteps coming from the doorway to the bed. I honestly could hear them, so I guessed it was my friend's dog or one of my friends because they were so clear. When I said something there was no response, so I assumed it was my friend's little dog as she loved sleeping near me. This was all happening very quickly and while I still heard the footsteps, I shone the light on my phone onto them and there was nothing there. Not only that, but my friend's bedroom door was still shut and even his dog was still in his room.

At this point, I wanted to wake my friend because I was getting scared, but I was worried they'd think I was silly so I went back to bed and tried to sleep. It was then that one of my friends got up to go to the bathroom and let his dog out of the room to come sleep in mine. She jumped up and I was glad to have her there.

The bed kept being rocked as if someone had the side of it and was pulling it back and forth. I eventually fell asleep. Then, I woke up to being this time violently shaken in the bed, as if the whole bed was moving. It was so intense I bolted upright and even the little dog was wondering what was going on. It was like nothing I have ever experienced in my life. It was so loud and forceful, the bed was banging against the wall. As I sat up it stopped. I was so tired, I calmed myself and went back to sleep.

Thankfully that was the last of it, but I hardly got any rest at all and almost missed my flight. I told my friends and they had a bit of a giggle, but did admit the light and the music creeped them both out. I am not sure what to make of it, but something strange definitely happened and I don't want to sleep there on my own ever again.

Dream - by Anonymous

Last night I had a very weird dream. I guess what I am asking is can demons come to you in a dream? Anyway, I was dreaming about a male, being very dark and spoke in a low haunting voice, "I know your wife and she knows me from the house, my name is Micheal," that is all he said. When I woke up I had a very heavy feeling on my back. I could move, but the weird thing is there was a very haunted feel to the bedroom.

My Life - by Summer Lynn

Ever since I can remember, I've been able to sense or see things. The first time it happened I was about 4 or maybe older. I was in the living room listening to my mom and dad fighting in the kitchen. I got up and past the hallway I saw a black mass go from the bathroom to the office. I told them (my parents) but they never believed me. Another time was years later when my lil brother's friend's dad died. I kept picturing a road, motorcycle and a curb. The next day I told my grandma and she still didn't believe me. I've sat in my room before, and my cats water dish flew off the table. My cats were all sleeping on my bed and the water dish was on the table against the wall. No way could it have been moved like that! Also a couple months ago I was in my room and I have a floor lamp with lights wrapped around it. The wrap around lights were not connected to the outlet of my wall, but they started twisting and moving like someone was trying to take them off the floor lamp. I quickly got up and grabbed my old phone, which had video and started recording. It was a full battery, however it died about 2 times, but I got enough time to get 2 videos. They're not good quality because I have anxiety and my hands tend to shake, so after the video I ran out of my room to get my grandma. It was about 2 am, SHE WASN'T TOO HAPPY. I had to show her, but she didn't even listen to me. I have the videos and I would like someone to look at them or have someone talk to me about this please. Get back to me anyone!!

Sleeping With - by Kou

When this happened, I was five or six, and my sister was 11 or 12. I can still remember this because it was so weird and scary. My family lived in a house in Wisconsin. I had 6 brothers and sisters living with me at the time. There were lots of weird things happening but this is the one that confused me the most. My sister and I were in her room while my other family members were sleeping. It was 10pm-11pm and it was a school day. My sister and I were just getting ready to go to bed. We turned off the lights and we started to fall asleep. I turn my head away from my sister and put my hand in front of my face. I felt something with LONG hair and it was smooth. I felt it on top of the bed against my body, it was like 2 feet long. It felt like it was coming from the wall too, or under the bed. I thought it was my sister, but she was sleeping behind me. I thought my other sister sneaked in when we didn't notice, but I called out my sister's name and she didn't answer. I told my sister sleeping next to me to turn on the light. She turned on the light and I thought we were going to see long hair on the side of the bed, but there was nothing. Not a single thing but my pillow. I felt like there was also a presence, so told my sister I was going to sleep with my brother and I left. After that happened, I stopped sleeping in that room.

Last Nite - by Oloren

I never had this happen before, and it was very weird. I was dreaming about an old witch, I was sitting on a wood crate. When I awoke from sleep, I felt a heavy pressure on my back. I did not see or hear anything, just a very heavy pressure on my back. Anyone got any ideas what this could have been?

Demon Baby? - by Pretty Poison

One morning @ 6am my alarm rang for school. I rolled over to turn it of and as I did I realized there was light in my room (my bedroom had no windows). When I reached for my alarm clock I saw a hideous baby sitting on the floor about 5 ft from me with its hair completely on fire, it had a really ugly face, it just looked like a monster. The baby was just looking at me and it was laughing. It also had something near its feet I don't know if it was toys or what but I know it wasn't there before. I stared at the baby for what seemed like ages. I was so scared I couldn't even move. It wasn't until I faintly heard my alarm still ringing that I kind of snapped out of it. I stared blankly at my alarm trying to figure out how to turn it off but before I could the room went back to dark. I finally turned my alarm off and I was so petrified I didn't move for a good 15 mins. I've been trying to figure out what it was or what it wanted. If anyone has any comments or knowledge it would be very helpful.

The Barking - by Anonymous

My beloved dog Max died a few weeks ago. I had him since I was a teenager, now I am an adult living in my own house... My dog also lived there, but he got cancer and before I knew it, he had passed away. I got him cremated and a very nice object to put him in. I set him up on the living room fire place and went to bed. When I woke up around two o'clock, I heard a barking sound, and it was coming from down stairs... I grabbed my umbrella and tip toed down the stairs. The further I went the more I could hear the bark... (and it sounded like Max...) For a moment I thought he was still alive and maybe locked outside. When I got there the barking stopped and all was silent. This kept going on over and over again. Every night I would hear the cold cries of my lost dog, so I decided he needed peace.

I brought his ashes to a river where we had so much fun walking. I looked around to make sure no one saw me gently pour the ashes into the rapid waters. A tear drop trickled down my face.

The next day I went back to the water, and I heard the lost bark again, but this time, it was not a lost sad bark.... it was his happy bark.

To this day I go back three times a week at night, and listen to my dogs bark echo all around...

Ghost Dog Bite - by Kealoha DuDoit

Ok, so my dog just died about a month ago, and my story takes place not even a week or so after he dies. So I was giving my daughter (she's 4) a shower and she was scared and got out right away. I asked her what's the matter and she says, "Something bit me."

I ask, "What bit you?"

She says "My dog bit me on my arm." I look at her arm and sure enough I saw teeth marks. My dog loves to take showers and to sleep in the tub, so I know he's there.

Ghost Family - by Anonymous

I have recently moved houses, at my old house I used to see faces in the window and what can only be described as shadow people. Since moving to this new house I see a man standing in the corner of my room most nights, he never moves unless I worry. If I worry he advances to my bedside, stands and then disappears. I have also seen a woman walking around in my hallway and then into my bedroom, she looked so alive that I picked up a hammer and followed her thinking it was a burglar. I soon found out it wasn't and left the house straight away. The last ghost I've seen twice, once in my mother and step father's room and again today. Today the small girl was sitting in my hall wearing a white old fashioned dress (she looks a lot like the woman that I saw), she was sitting cross legged and looked my way then giggled and ran off. The giggle sent a chill down my spine and again I left the house immediately. I feel that I shouldn't be in my own home. I only see them when I'm alone or only with my two dogs. What do they want from me? Why do I feel most at ease around the male? I fear the woman but very rarely fear him and often feel comforted by his presence! I hope if anyone reads this they don't just think im totally crazy. x x x

The Swinging Ghost - by Anonymous

It was a dark winter afternoon. I was playing at my best friend's barn, having a sleep over. We decided to play outside. Bats swooped low to the ground and stray cats meowed in the moonlight. We headed up to the barn and in this barn was a tire swing. We were joking around saying how a ghost lived in the barn. When we walked into the barn my heart stopped. The tire swing was rapidly swing up and down, "Must be the wind," I whimpered, but to tell the truth there was not even a breeze. We slowly approached the tire swing and I decided to try to lift it up. Now I am strong enough to lift a tiny tire swing but when I tried to grab it swinging, It would not stop. It started to slow down and I tried to lift it, no luck. It was like a heavy un-seen force was pushing it down. My friend also tried but it did not budge. I was getting scared but to make her feel better I joked around. "Um, ghost please get off," I laughed. Just then it felt like something cold and dreary walked right through me.

To this day the tire swings every night at ten to eleven, and we have never gone outside past nine in case we come in contact with this strange ghost.

The Waterfall Lady - by Anonymous

It was a stormy day. We were traveling along a highway. Rain slowly sprinkled down, landing on our car's windsheild. One of us all the sudden had to use the washroom. So we pulled up a mountain, where a waterfall was. We went into a tiny washroom. My two friends went into the stalls, while I stood outside. A woman emerged from behind the door and blurted, "Please hurry up, I really have to go," I ignored it and turned around. When I looked back I saw no one. She was gone. The heavy door had not been opened or closed. It was a heavy metal door so I would have heard it slam shut. My friends also agreed they heard the voice but no closing door. Also when she came in it seemed to get colder, but that could have been the air coming in. We just went on with life... One day I bought a newspaper. I opened it up to see the face of the girl I had seen.

There it said, "Died falling down the waterfall in...." I gasped I had seen her yesterday and she died two days ago.

Clearfield Job Corp Ghosts - by Larry Madden

I was asleep in my room with 4 roommates, and I just popped up with a feeling I was being watched. As I looked up it was a man in a chair by my bed smoking a cigar, rocking back and forth, then I looked at the foot of my bed and saw a man standing in a locker looking at me, so as this is happening I couldn't really talk. Then I saw another standing up over my friend's bed looking at me, then a ghost touched the room door with hands and it had a red light coming from it. Then I woke everyone to cut on the lights because I couldn't move. Now that's scary 4 in 1.

The Greatest Fear Moment Of My Life - by Sehrish Khan

I was sitting in my living room with my laptop on... My sis was in the kitchen getting some chocolates. I was turning off my computer and suddenly it turned on again. When I went to check on my small sister, the microwave turned on, when she didn't do it.. I checked everywhere but it was only happening with me and my lil sister. :( That was my greatest fear and my lil sis'.

Whitey - by Wyatt

I was watching T.V. at about 3am (Which is normal for me), and my older sister was on my computer in my bedroom down the hall. I heard a faint tap down the hall. I turned to look down the hall and saw something I will remember forever. A white shadow that clearly was in the shape of a human, was sprinting at me. It all of a sudden cuts to the left and runs upstairs. Then, as fast as I can I ran over to the stairs and saw nothing there. I then all of a sudden think of my sister. I ran to my room to make sure she's ok. I ran and opened the door so fast I scared her. She was fine. I then ran upstairs because now I'm thinking oh my god, someone's in my house. I searched the WHOLE house and I checked every window and door and they were all closed and locked up. I even went outside with a flashlight to see if someone was out there, but there was no sign of anyone. I came back in my house confused and scared. That's when it dawned on me. It had to be a ghost. I've seen this same ghost on more than one occasion, and I've given it the name "Whitey".

So Glad You're Here - by Alex

I really dont know where to start. My name is Alex and im 15. I never really believed in the whole after life thing and just would laugh stuff off when people told stuff to me. Well my family and I have land in Oconto Wisconsin that we camp on, and way back when a guy whose related to us carried this cottage over the bay on the ice and planted it there and it still sits to this day. Well this year on memorial day..we were having a camp fire and i got up to go to the bathroom..being a guy I just took a couple steps into the woods and that was that. I all of a suddden looked up and saw a guy standing there. Older..looked hard working and looked like a farmer, I said "Who the hell are you?" and the guy looked up at me..with sad eyes..and he looked like a quiet person..he looked at me and said, "I just wanna say im glad you're here." and I kinda ran away to the campfire..I got back to the fire and looked at my family and said where did that guy go..and my family of course had no clue..they said what guy..I explained how I just saw someone and there is no way he could of disappeared that fast. The next day my aunt pulled out pictures and the last picture on the last page..was a picture of the same guy I talked too..Am I seeing things or did i really expierence my first ghost?

In the Crib - by Luc

I am a 43 year old man, my childhood is a distant memory by now, but a few of my early memories still haunt me to this day. Haunt is a harsh word, I should say lingers with me. I must have been 9 months to 18 months old or maybe 2 since I was still sleeping in the crib. I remember laying in the crib in my parents' bedroom, it was daylight and there were 3 different individuals, 2 men and a woman. They were conversing with me through telepathy, not so much as using language but images in coordination, I can't describe it correctly. I wasn't threatened by them, it was as if I knew them. As if they were giving me advice or contemplating my new life. I remember later on being able to see ghosts, I remember telling my mother about them, but she was scared and told me to stop the nonsense.

Another thing that has followed me through life is the numbers 3, 6 and 9. All the major events in my life have revolved around the number 3. I am the 3rd boy, I am the baby of 9 kids, I have 6 sisters. I've always been different.

My Cat Protects Me - by Nick

My name is Nick, I'm 15. I live with my two sisters, my mom and step dad. Well one night I was sitting by myself watching TV. I was watching Animal Planet's,The Haunted. On the show this cat would stare at a wall or door blankly. Well it was about 12:00, I was laying in bed with my cat, and my cat NEVER lays with me. I woke up around 1:00AM with my cat laying its paws on my chest, which he does sometimes but never with me. Well I noticed I had to go to the bathroom, so I started to lean up and my cat pushes me down with a tremondous force with his paws and I froze. He was staring at my open closet very intensely, my head was up and my heart was racing. I had that pose for an hour, then after a while my urge to go over came me. I got up, moved him over, turned on the light, went back and didn't fall asleep that night. My cat never left my side and never stopped looking at that closet.

Presence Since a Child - by Anonymous

When I was a young girl of about 6 years of age, I used to feel there was somebody lying next to me in bed, I could actually feel the contours of their body next to mine, they never touched me but it was just the presence that scared the hell out of me. My parents had to leave the landing light on until the day I left home at 29 when I moved in with my then boyfriend (now husband). I always felt this presence and still do, especially in the back room of our home, even now my 6 year old daughter says that mummy's bedroom has nasty ghosts. I for one don't think whatever it is as a demon, but it scares the hell out of me still and I can't sleep, I lay awake at night sweating to death with my quilt over me too scared to look beyond the covers.....I've even called out and asked it nicely to just leave me alone, although I can never see it, I feel it there, it would be easier if I did see a spirit, ghost, whatever you wanna call it, at least I would know in my mind I'm not going crazy......even our dog won't sleep in that room, but I know it's not the room I know it's me, what should I do?

Blue Orb Randomly Appears - by Renee

This occurred while I was living in a house that my family had just built. That fact is what makes the occurrence seem so strange to me. One night I had a friend over for a sleepover, and like on most sleepovers we decided to stay up late. It was probably around 2 or 3 am, and we were getting sleepy watching the Discovery channel on my bed. I remember it being something about whales, which is entirely irrelevant, but the details of that night remain so clear in my mind. All of a sudden this blue ball rises up out of my floor. Dead center in the middle of my room there is a blue misty ball of light about 2 inches above the carpet. It was strange the way it looked -- it was like a combination of smoke and light, but it didn't cast light upon the floor. It was less than a foot in diameter, but just barely; I'd say it was about 10 inches across. I remember asking "Becca, do you see that?" so nonchalantly it makes me laugh now to think about it. I didn't feel scared or creeped out at all, just confused. It stayed there in the middle of my room for about 3 seconds and then sort of dissipated. Afterwards we tried to put into words just how it looked, which is no easy feat considering it's strange moving texture. It was like smoke and light were dancing around inside a sphere or something. This was the only time I'd seen anything like that in that house. I can't explain why it showed up the way it did, and left so quickly never to appear again. The house has new owners now and I wonder if they have experienced anything similar.

I Slept In My Dead Aunt's Bed and What Happened Defies All Your Beliefs - by Skeptic Richard

My aunt was very old and bed-ridden for years. She finally passed away the day before her 98th birthday, in that same bed in her house where her son (my cousin) lived with her and took good care of her.

I went to visit them a couple of times a year and stayed in a tiny
guest room with just a couch thing for a bed. I didn't get there for
her funeral, but am here now visiting my cousin. I assumed I would
stay in the guest room like I always have, but he suggested I take her
room because it's so much larger. I thought that would be too creepy,
but he reminded me that I was the big skeptic so why would I, of all
people, feel that way? He claimed that he heard strange noises at
night from that direction, but figured that was because he didn't get
enough sleep and was half-falling asleep while he worked in his room
nearby. I wondered why he seemed to be pushing me to stay in that
room. Perhaps the room had some influence over him? But that was crazy
thinking to me, the Skeptic Richard.

I sat on her bed a couple of minutes to see how it felt to be in that
room and studied the power outlets to make sure they were adequate for
all my toys. It seemed OK, so I did end up sleeping in her bed last
night. I fell asleep OK without hearing or seeing anything unusual.
But in the middle of the night I was awoken by a pressure INSIDE my
body! INSIDE mind you, and it wasn't a dream. I was very much awake
and there was still this pressure. Was it Aunt Annie?

After a few more seconds, it became clear that the pressure was in my
bladder because I had to go to the bathroom. I did, got back into
bed, couldn't fall asleep for a while so I played with the Internet,
fell asleep again without seeing or hearing anything interesting.
Slept for several more hours, woke up refreshed, still nothing
interesting happened.

Some people might say this story shows there are no ghosts. But I
prefer to think that Aunt Annie was happily continuing to live in the
house she loved for so many years, and went out of her way to stay
quiet so as not to disturb me, her favorite nephew.

Seeing Dead Brother and Mother - by Crystil Smith

When my brother Randy died in 73, who tragically drowned in Lake Mead, I have seen full aparisions of him in our house. I was only 9 when he died, he was a 6 foot slim guy who used to eat alot. He used to be seen standing by the refrigerator. My mother and I had seen him by the frig holding the door of the refrigerator open and staring at us. Never said anything to us, we were frozen til he disappeared. He use to hold my chair back til the front legs were off the floor, then mom would say to him put my chair down. In the middle the night he used to have the TV on very loud and wake us up. I was so scared I yelled up the vents to mom and dad that the TV was on. I used to look out a crack in my door and see down the hall where the TV room was and see the glow of the TV on and noise. When mom and dad came down stairs I followed, and we all saw Randy in a chair just staring at us. Mom said don't be afraid, she told Randy it's time for bed. The TV would not come on again after she said that.

Thirty years later my mom caught pnuemomia and broke her shoulder and she died in Pueblo hospital. Following her death I have experienced her voice calling me, she would say, "Cris, where are you?" I answered but it was like she was in the room but could not see her but I could hear her voice. I so wanted to see her. Shortly after I divorced, I left Colorado to Arizona, my child was 6 yrs old. It was night time, driving the U-Haul, I had the panasonic phone up front, going through AZ the phone goes off, it's ringing, My daughter says "mom answer it." So I picked it up and said hello, you could hear static and moms voice saying, "Cris, where are you?" I was telling her I'm right here, I love YOU, then the phone goes dead. The phone had no battery in it.

The Golden Arm - by Anonymous

MY FRIEND TOLD ME THIS STORY: Once about a hundred years ago in civil war time, a man stole a golden arm from a guy that was dead and every few mins he'd hear, "Give me my arm back." Sadly he died; the man who stole the arm died of severe scratches . The lesson is don't steal from the dead. PUHLEASE DON'T STEAL FROM THE DEAD. HE LEARNED THAT THE HARD WAY.

Trying to Communicate? - by Kevin Epperson

This story is actually several stories in one. It starts out with my best friend from grade school. When I first met him, he had told me stories about how his mom had seen figures and heard voices in the back bedroom of their house. He said that supposedly an older woman had died in the back bedroom of this house before they moved in. The next house that they moved into had several odd things happen in it. One night my friend was sleeping in the basement, and he woke to what he thought was a black bird or something flapping its wings against the ceiling. He glanced at the clock when he didn’t see it anymore and it was 3am. The next morning his mom told him that his aunt had died that morning at 3am. The next story I actually experienced myself. My friend and I were in his basement one night, and everyone was gone except for us. We were watching television when all of a sudden we heard a loud thud on the wood floor above us and it sounded like a bowling ball had fallen on the floor and rolled all the way down the hall, stopped, and then rolled back. We thought his brother had come home and was just messing with us, but we ran upstairs to find that nobody was home. We checked the closet where their bowling balls were, and none had been moved. So about twenty years later, I went to South Bass Island on Lake Erie in Ohio. I went there with several friends to play in a annual volleyball tournament. We had rented a cabin at a state park there( not sure which park). As we were first driving to the cabin, we started up this hill on the road that led to the cabin. As we started going up the hill, I started feeling a burning sensation on the back of my neck as if the sun was shining down on the back of my neck. The sun was not out on this day. As we got closer to the top of the hill my neck felt hotter and hotter. When we got to the top of the hill there was a stop sign. We stopped at the sign and across the road was an old cemetery. I really didn’t think anything of it at the time, but in hindsight the burning neck sensation across from the cemetery may have some meaning. We turned down several roads, and finally got to our cabin. We got all settled into our cabin, and we all gathered in the main living area of the cabin. We started talking and somehow got on the subject of ghosts and ghost stories. I started telling the story about my friend’s houses and encounters that we had that I wrote about earlier in this story. I started telling the story about the sound of a rolling bowling ball and suddenly the television that was sitting in the cabin came on all by itself. We all looked at each other. One of my friends reached over and turned it off and said “ that was weird”. I continued my story and the television came on again. There was no picture on the television. It just had a white static picture. This time my friend unplugged the tv and he said “ if it comes back on this time, we are leaving”. It didn’t come back on and I finished my story. Nothing else happened that night, but I got up the next morning to discover that the cemetery that I had seen when we were driving to the cabin was backed right up to our cabin. Nothing else happened the two days that we were there. When we went to leave we cleaned the cabin up and packed all of our stuff into the car. My friend threw me the key to the cabin to lock it because you had to use a key from the outside to lock the door. I stuck the key into the lock and turned it to lock it. When I tried to pull the key back out, it wouldn’t come out. I turned the key every way I could and it wouldn’t come out. I yelled to my friend to tell him I couldn’t get the key to come out. He came up to the door grabbed the key and it came right out. I stood there puzzled. I grabbed the key back from him and stuck it back in the lock. I tried to pull it out again and it wouldn’t come out. Once again, I tried everything I could to try to pull the key out, and it wouldn’t come out. My friend grabbed the key and pulled it right out again. I am not sure what or who it was that was trying to communicate with me, but I believe it was something paranormal.

The Car Accident - by Peter B

About 2 years back, in the midst of summer, a friend and I were walking to his house from mine. During our walk, we noticed 2 ambulances and a fire truck pass by with lights and sirens on. A runner from the opposite way advised us that there was a crash ahead, and that we should take a different route. We thought nothing of the crash and went on our way. About 2 minutes later, we noticed a woman walking in the opposite direction, she did not look very well. She had ripped clothing, so we suggested that she was homeless. This woman walked by us and we smiled politely and said hello, we received no response. Shortly after, we noticed the woman walking towards us again, this is when we realized something was wrong. She smiled at us and showed us her cellular phone as we walked by, it was smashed. At this point we were freaked out, we walked faster and faster until something extraordinary happened. We saw her walking towards us again. Now, we realized that she must have been part of the car accident, but this time, she had solid white hair and her clothes were in better shape than before. She smiled and asked us a question which I will never forget to the day I die. "Do you boys happen to have a cellphone?". We ran. We sprinted by the woman and did not look back. Since that day, we have never talked about what happened, and I told one person, my brother. He looked at me and told me that it didn't happen. I know for a fact that it did happen. Was it an angel that visited us that day? I may never be sure of what happened, but I like to believe that she was an angel. Thank you for listening to my story.

An Eden (demonic) Haunting - by Shelby Shiloh

A few days ago me and some friends (4) drove out to Eden Arizona. We took the path going through Thatcher. On the way I was told that I was going the wrong way, so I had to turn around. In the process of doing so, I saw a large dark shawdow move in the darkness, it seemed like a large black dog. At first I brushed it off, till we had to go back the way we'd gone first. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the shadow, as if it was following us. Then I saw this little girl on the side of the road. One of my friends started gasping for breath after I'd pointed out the girl. She was crying and after she'd stopped I felt a pressure on my face. To her, someone had been pressing on her chest, cutting off her breath. With me, it felt the same. When we got to the Eden cafe, we found a huge hand print on her chest and my face, it was too big for any of our hands. She also had a large cut as well. We all got out and checked out the car. Hand prints covered it! It seemed as if it had been trying to open the door, and there were two prints on the trunk; As if a girl and boy had been sitting on it. We got in the car to talk, and ended up stopping when David said he'd heared a noise above us. We quickly got out to see if something, or someone was on the roof and found new fresh hand prints coming down from the roof of the car, as if I'd crawled down and over the window. We returned again the next day and took some pictures. In two we have a man, another we have a demonic child. We got pics of the car and what looks like orbs. The newest photo has a large black dog in it, when there was no dog what so ever in the area at the time. The last time we went was this Friday (12-17-10), this time we were nearly ran off the road by a vehical that seemed to have no driver. My car died on the Eden bridge for no reason, the same thing had happened to my friend's car as well. But now it feels like something's always with me in the car, and in my room! I can no longer be in my room with the lights out. I wish someone would help me, but no one wll. Me and my friends are terrified now, and will never forget this... Please... Can't someone help me?

Lady In The Grave Yard - by Anonymous

When I was a little toddler I could experience lots of ghostly encounters. But the most interesting one would probably be the one about the lady in the graveyard. I was only 3 years old & my mother & I went to the graveyard that was close to our house. Then I had lived with my mother,father,nanny,& papa. So my mother & I were just walking around the graveyard & I saw a lady in a white hat,pink dress,white gloves,& white high heels & she was waving @ me! My mother asked who I was waving @ & I said that lady over there. She said that there was no lady. So she picked me up put me in the wagon & we got the heck out of there! Although we did go back time & time again,we never saw the lady in the graveyard again.

Two Strange Happenings... - by Jason J.

I'm not saying I believe in ghosts, but these are a couple incidents that happened to me and my parents recently that remain unexplained. The following happened at my parents' house and we were all sitting down to watch the baseball game on their TV.

Suddenly, in the kitchen, which is adjacent to the family room where we were all seated, we heard the kitchen water faucet gradually come on. The flow of the water increased until it freely streamed into the sink. As it happened, it was as if someone was lifting the handle on the faucet casually turning the water on...but no one was there. Three people witnessed it, live, in real-time...and it made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.

My step-dad got up off the couch to turn the water off. We were all sort of shocked by the odd occurrence. It happened only one time (on a Sunday). It was the first time anything like that ever happened in their house and hasn't happened since...that is, with the water faucet.

Some days later, something ghostly-odd happened again at my parents' house. We were, once again, watching another baseball game. My step-dad and my mom were in the kitchen, and I was sitting, chatting away with them in conversation in the family room. Suddenly, we realized the TV channel was changed...We had the baseball game on (it was in the middle of the game) and then we realized it had spontaneously changed, by itself, to the Titanic movie on a completely different channel! My step dad asked who changed the channel. I explained to him and my mom that the TV remote control was sitting on the coffee table on the other side of the room the whole time. No one in the house had touched it -- no one human, that is!

Haunted Antique Store - by Jacob Woods

Antiques shops are really cool and personally I could spend hours in them. However every time I go into one I get goosebumps.

On one particular occasion I went into an antique shop and my friend and I decided to go upstairs. We both were standing up there and we both looked at the same "antique" old school school desk at the same time and we got this big chill. We both looked at each other and decided it was haunted.

We left the antique shop not long after this. The weird thing was there was nothing odd about the desk. It was just a regular old school desk with a chair connected to it and such. but we both got spooked by it at the same time. Now researching object attachment I learned that antiques and collectibles are well known for their frequency of spirits attaching themselves to them.

So not knowing anything about it as well as looking at the same item at the same time and getting the same feeling we decided it was haunted.

More things spooky at www.keepthedeadalive.org

Ghost Named Sara On Ouija - by Anonymous

It was dawn, me and my 2 friends were using a Ouija board inside an old closet where my parents kept an old mirror. We closed the closet door but we kept it open for just a little light. Me and my friends asked the question, "Is anyone here or are you here?", and the pointer moved. We then we asked, "Who are you...?" It replied, "Sara." We also found out she was 3. Her family died in a car accident. Apparently some one drove them into the house and they didn't make it. Soon enough, one of my friends said "Hey, look into the mirror." I didn't see anything but us. Soon after a moment of silence, we all ran out screaming. Months later I asked my friends what was so scary about the mirror. They said they saw a little girl in the mirror, but it wasn't very vivid so they didn't see much. And the little girl was Sara the ghost... Soon we found out that I did not only have one ghost in my house, but SEVEN every day. I went to school, me and my friend made a new Ouija board and found out that one of the ghost boys was following me to school and on the last day of school a strong magnet fell off the white board and scared us. Another couple months later me and one other friend who witnessed Sara, were at my house. We made a homemade Ouija board and it worked. We asked about the magnet and it said one of them did it. Then I asked the BIG question. Is my house a sanctuary for ghosts to come when they're dead? The answer........................................ YES..... So I warn you people before you buy your house look up its history ...... or it may already be too late!!!!

Hitch Hiker Teen - by Izzy

I was driving back from prom with a couple of friends when we saw a girl, about our age(16) hitchhiking. We picked her up and dropped off at her house. By the time I got home I realized the girl had forgotten her purse. The next day I went back to the house to return the purse. An elder woman answered the door. I described the girl who left the purse,( short black hair, gold hoop earing, long red dress, and dark green eyes) the lady said that was her daughter. And she also said," my daughter died 3 years ago yesterday. She always leaves her purse in someones car and I get the same story every year....

Memories from the Past - by Anonymous

This story is true. It didn't happen to me; I was not born yet. This haunting occured at my grandparent's house when my father was still a kid. It started one night as my grandmother was sleeping. She knew that only her and my father were in the house at the time because my grandfather was working late again. Nuzzled in bed, she remained semi-conscious. Suddenly, from her side of the bed, she could feel movement from the opposite side, as though someone were sitting. Still laying down, she turned her head to see the imprint of a sitting person on the bed, but nobody was there. For a moment she was stunned until the imprint went away. Although it wasn't over yet. A few minutes later, she looked to the curtains. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, though in the blink of an eye, the curtain shot out, revealing a hand under it and vanished. She was under the covers the rest of the night. My grandmother told nobody until a few days later. My father was about five years old. He had a dog which he played with a lot. One day he was running around with him in the house, but the dog stopped and started barking. My father was confused because the place he was barking at, coincidentally, was the curtains that my grandmother saw the hand in. After my father told my grandparents what happened, my grandmother had no choice but to confess of what happened that night. That night, she went to bed trying to forget about the recent events. This next part scared her the most of all. As she closed her eyes, someone clearly whispered into her ear a name. I forgot what it was, but my grandmother had had it. The next day she checked the house's history, though the name didn't come up, so she researched the name. I thought that this was the weirdest part. The name had come up as a solider that died in World War II. Now i know what you are thinking: how does someone from WWII end up at a normal home. It beats me, but apparentally it was true!
. My grandmother and my father both told me this story was true. The spirit of this man didn't go away until she told it to leave.

Story of the Backseat Ghost!!!!!!! - by Bert Topasna

A woman driving home from work late one night heard the sound of a siren. Pulling over thinking it was an ambulance, looked into her rear-view mirror seeing nothing behind her, pulls back onto the road and continues driving. After a while she hears the siren again and pulls over once more, then looking into her rear-view mirror sees an old woman sitting in the backseat of her car with her mouth wide open making a siren noise. The woman driving, then grabs the rosary off of her rear-view mirrror and begins to pray all the way home. If you do alot of night time driving alone be aware of the backseat ghost!!!!!

This is a true story from Guam,
a little island in the Pacific.

Voices - by Dman

Well I thought I'd write this event, which happened a few yrs ago as to get other people's comments. Shortly after my gran passed away about ten yrs ago my mum, older brother and dad were watching TV in the living room when the door to the living room and hallway suddenly banged. At first my parents thought it to be just the wind, so they checked all the windows but they where closed, and I was fast asleep in my room, so they all sat down to watch TV again when the door began to shake as if someone was turning the handle. At this point the family dog approached the door, tail raised and growling, and backed away from the door as my dad and brother went into the hallway, followed by my mum and the dog, and found nothing, but as our house shares a common loft my dad thought to check the loft, but it was okay and returned to watching TV thinking that it must have just been the wind. When the film that my family were watching ended, my mum went to her bed and about half twelve my mum heard two voices coming from my bedroom, thinking that my older brother had woken me up she shouted through for him to be quiet and let me sleep as I was up early for work, but again the murmered voices started again. By this time my mum got up and was passing the living room and noticed that my brother was still watching TV. She stopped in the hall and shouted on my dad, as I was sleeping I got the weirdest feeling that someone was in the room with me and spoke to me telling me to get up. It was like when you are sleeping or just sitting with your eyes shut you can hear someone enter the room, well that's the feeling I had. I opened my eyes and asked what do you want, thinking that it was my brother, and again I heard and felt the voice in the room say, "Derrick get up, get up now, right now." As it was saying this I said, "shut up" but the voices over lapped each other, which my mum heard, and the other voice I couldn't make out what it was saying, but it made me feel uneasy and I got up and raced out of my room and slept in the living room for the next couple of days. Now my mum and my older brother heard my voice and two other voices talk at the same time, which is weird and every time we passed my bedroom door to leave the house we got the feeling we were being watched by someone. In a few days it passed and the room felt okay again, but the really weird thing is that all of us in the house for the next couple of days could smell a pugent odour and put it down to the dog and bad food, but it was a sweet smell and I've been told this is sometimes the smell that ghosts or whatever can leave behind, but I still blame the family dog. Cheers for reading and hope to hear any comments, whatever they are good or bad.

Old House From Black Diamond Mines - by Anonymous

The house I grew up in was moved from the Black Diamond Mines. The house stands alone amongst track homes which were built in the early 1950's. If you were to see, you would know that it is different from all of the others.

Myself and other family members have had some "odd" and "strange" experiences, there have been some recently as well. Due to the religion I was raised in, these "experiences" were rarely discussed and were frowned upon.

I do recall one experience that haunts me until this day. I was about 8 years old and my sister was 13. We shared a bedroom and one huge waterbed. Our bed faced a small closet, on the closet door was a poster of Shawn Cassidy (for those of you who don't know who he is, trust me, you want to keep it that way). I remember it was late, but my sister and I would stay up talking. This night while we were talking, my sister paused and then looked at me and asked, "Are you seeing this?" Scared out of my mind, I replied, "Yes, his eyes are moving...right?" She said, "Yes, they are!" We immediately went under the covers in fear. The eyes on the poster were moving, back and forth. It was strange because we had both seen it together. Needless to say the next morning the poster came down.

Just recently there was an experience in the garage. Now, mind you the garage was built after the house was moved from the mines, and it is NOT adjacent to the house, it stands alone and sits within the backyard. This is my father's "get away, man-cave (so to speak)." Myself, my father and my niece were in the garage, I was watching my father and niece play pool. It was down to the 8 ball, my niece said, "8 ball, corner pocket." She makes the shot, sinks the 8 ball; then the door to the garage slams, and a push broom falls. It startled all of us, there was no wind, and no one was in the backyard. We all look at the pool table and there sits the 8 ball in middle of the table, after we three had all seen the 8 ball go into the pocket.

I could go on and on. I will say, I do find these experiences rather fascinating.

Work Related - by The Shadow

These 3 events happened to me in 2003 and 2007 at two different jobs. In 2003, I worked at a movie theater. Me and two others had just finished cleaning the theater and as we started to leave for the next one, some of the arms to the chairs on the top row fell down at the same time! Wuh? We thought it was strange but didn't think it was unexplainable.
Then I worked the night shift in security in 2007. It was for a 10 story building. On the first floor was a cafe. Half way into my shift I heard a loud crash! I went to the cafe door and looked through the glass as we do not have the key. I could see the glass to the sandwich case had fallen and crashed on the floor! These glass cases are not locked in but are put into place so they should stay put. Even the cafe employees have no idea how that happened. It only happened once.
Finally, at that same building I was patrolling outside and heard a weak voice say, "Hello?" There was no one around me and a voice could not have echoed that far from the street. My only logical guess is someone spoke into a sewer grate and the greeting echoed to a grate near me. Well, that's it! Boring, but true.

The Black Cat - by Ashley

Hello my name is Ashley and this happened to me when I was 7 years old. I was sleeping at my nans and grandads house and suddenly I woke up in the middle of the night, this is unusual for me as when I get to sleep you can't get me up. lol Realising I had to go to the toilet I got out of bed, when I came back I was taken by surprise as there was a huge black cat at the end of the bed. I almost peed my pants. I turned and when I turned back, like so many ghosts he was gone. I knew for a fact both cats were out. I have not seen him since.

The Ghosts Were Starting Without Us - by Anonymous

Hmm.. where should I start......

Ok, mm... my big family (both my Dad & Mom fams) used to be Buddhist
people. They like to pray to a lot of statues that they called 'God &
Goddess'. Every time we have a special occasion like birth, death, celebration
on something (we have a lot of them), we're going to have prayers to
their Gods & then we'll have a family gathering.

We'll prepare food of God&Goddess, I think we used to pray for the
Goddess Kwan Im, The God of kitchen, Earth & Air, I don't really
remember..

I was a weak baby from the time I was born, used to be sick all the
time, my parent's Bikku said I'm sick because I can see spirits &
bad spirits have possessed my body. So they put a lot of charms on my body
parts (spell bracelets with bells on my hands & legs, on all my clothes they placed weird red markings, my ribbons had bells too!) LOL
Maybe I looked ridiculous when I was that age LOL
They had placed a lot of charms surrounding our house too.

Hhmm... then my 2nd bro was born, my body's still smaller than my 1'st
bro, although I'm 5 years older than him. I was a really naughty kid
at that time too :p I didn't like to wear those charms because it was
noisy & disturbing me. When we celebrated my 2nd bro's 30 days of birth, my fam set all the ritual offerings for the Gods infront of our door like it used to be,
this time there was more food on it (because it was a celebration).

Me, as usual, being naughty, took my bracelet off, I took out the
charm on the bottom of the curtain too, next to the food.. then I
tried to grab the food because I saw many people come & start to eat
it. My auntie yelled at me & said the party hasn't started yet, we
have to pray first. I said to her that I've seen many people come to
eat it, why can't I eat the food too? At that time they realized that I
could see ghost (because nobody else could see anyone eating). They (the ghosts) didn't look scary though, just like an ordinary people, wearing things like old chinese dresses etc, but it looked a bit'blurred', like you were seeing a person behind fog.

So they took me back to the Bhikku & he wrote some chinese writing on
yellow paper w/ red ink (just like you see on TV) LOL burned
it & forced me to drink it, I hated the taste! He said maybe a bad thing had happened to my fam because i can't kneel down infront of even one of their god/goddess, can't pray for them, I can't even put the candles and the inscence on the sacrifice table when I go to the temple.

I dunno why, my parents started to take me to Sunday school at the
church near our house.I liked it, but I still can't read the bible...
I dunno why I can read many things but not the bible.
So, time goes by, my fam starts to go to church, my health getting
better & better after the father of the church prayed for us & told my
Dad to burn all of the statues at my house, I remembered my house had
LOTS of statues & sometimes I can hear them talking in the night (I
thought it was my parents), they would smile at me or just look at me...
but I ignored them...I stopped seeing ghost after we become Christian.. didn't wear
charms anymore :)

But it happened again when I was in elementary school..
I was going to a retreat w/ my classmates (our school program).
Me & my friend were placed in a nice room (I think), my friend's a kinda
good catholic person, who likes to pray before going to bed, puts the rosary
near her bed, etc...She tried to put her rosary on the top of her bed but it kept falling down. i tried to help her by tying it up onto her bed.. it stayed for a
bit then it fell again after we left it for a while. I did feel
something wrong at that time because I really tightened up in bed.

When we took a 'station of the cross' how is it said.. I dunno for sure..
I was walking on the back side of the group because I wasn't joining the
ritual, I sensed someone was behind us, then I turn around..
I saw a man wearing deep violet clothes (how is it said for the
father clothes), robe? he's standing behind a tree, I think he's
watching us but he has no face! his face's blurred & I can see
he's making sounds like 'ggrrr.....ggrrr......'
I can't say anything because I feel afraid at that time, specially
when we're passing some graves, I can feel he's always following us &
I can hear him sounding louder, but how come my friend can't hear / see
him??

I tried to ignored him, finally we arrived at the Mary's place (how is
it called, a place to pray to Jesus's mom?).
It begin to become dark at that time, I tried to ask my friend if they heard
something, they said nope, we're talking right? so we hear your
voice.I look behind us again, he's gone! I feel good... but again I hear
something that sounds like it's flying on the top of us (there was a lot of trees
surrounding us w/ a lot of leaves too.. I thought it was birds...
I said to my friends, hey, there are lots of birds here! they said where,
we're chatting to each other here, nothing's up there (they looked up too)
but I could see many things flying on top of us at that time, kinda like
small bats but it had no specific sound, like 'brt... brt...brt..'
(when your TV errors...) Wonder why they can't see it :( my friends
start to joke with me, but they see that I'm not joking at all.

They started to light candles & pray infront of Mary.... my teacher
asked me to do the same, but my candle won't light up & I saw Mary
smiling at me in a weird kind of smile, like something bad :(

Then we came back to our room & found the rosary had fallen to the ground
again, I put it back because my friend's were out to help my teacher
prepare our dinner. She found information that once, a young
father was living in our room (we're staying in a seminary at that
time)... he found something wrong w/ Catholic religion/ something (I
don't understand much about).. he tried to tell his friends, his
mm.. what is it called for his seminary headmaster? but no one wanted to
accept him nor his opinion.. he had no friends since then, because his
friends thought he was a weirdo or something. They thought he was screwing up the Catholics in some way. He couldn't get out of the seminary, became depressed &
killed himself in that room.. (our room now)..

My friend got the information that it was related to Mary (Jesus
mom)or something, that's why he didn't like my friend putting the rosary in
his room nor lighting a candle to pray for Mary.
I didn't care about it much that time, all I knew was I wanted to go to
his grave (they put him in one of those graves we passed yesterday)
& put some flowers on it.

We went to his grave on the next day, put some flowers on it & this
time, he showed himself to me again (behind the trees), I told my
friends to look at him, they could see him too! 1 of my friends started to
yell 'He's got no face!' then all of us ran & yelled, We were all afraid at
that time!!!My teachers asked us what had happened, while we explained it to them that some of fathers were listening to us too & they've said, yea, he's still in
here & trying to tell us I guess, we all hope he can die in peace..

Hhmm.. I really didn't want to see ghosts again though, sometimes it
didn't scare me but it's just not fun, feels like it's not normal.

In Forensic class it's the worse, many people die in the 'not normal' way.
People here are only being autopsied if they die in a 'not normal' way.
So they've always said many ghosts were in the autopsy room. We tried
to ignored it really, because nobody likes seeing a dead person
right??One day, we got a subject... the police sent us something...
when my friend opened it, it was a burned baby :'(
We had to check it out & autopsy him so the police could make their report.
I couldn't do anything that time, I stared at that baby & I heard
someone singing, God, i still remember the singing! 'Who's my
guardian? Where's my guardian?' I couldn't tell if the voice was a man,
woman or children, but it kept singing in my head! I answered it by
singing back a bit:'He's here, Jesus's your guardian' but it seemed
the voice didn't hear my answer.

I asked my friend if they heard that too, they said plz don't
freak us out, we didn't hear anything except the cops & us.
I looked around indeed, no one's singing at that time, there were about 20
people there in the room (including the police), one police asked me,
what did you hear? I answered, I heard someone's singing: who's my
guardian & where's my guardian? then the police told me the whole
story: the baby was left at his home while his grandmother was out to
shop for a bit (because the baby's sleeping). when she came back, the
house had been burned & the baby was trying to escape but he couldn't (because
he's still about 7-8 mo yo I guess) the baby position's appeared like he was trying to escape from the fire :'(

My friend wrote the autopsy report & we went home, but I can still
hear the voice in my head & I can't stop crying, feels like I've been
left behind or something, soo empty... then my friends help me out by
praying for me, my moslem friend called her grandfather to pray for me
too that time, because the baby's fam is moslem, she thinks maybe her
grandfather can help me out.. so she prepared the things that her
grandpa told her, like flowers, holy water, etc.. they're going to put
the charms on me.. Hope the baby spirit will leave me & go in peace..
My christian friends are praying for me too this time.. I still cried
for 2 days I guess, can't stop, like losing everything in this
world.. then I recovered after a couple of days..
Mm.. that really's not a good experience though.. :( I do hope I
won't have that experience again!

Wonder why I didn't like to work in the hospital?
Beside the graveyard shifts & pay being bad?
it's because I can feel if someone's going to die :'(
I've been working in the hospital for 2 years during my internships,
sometimes I can even say: oh no, he or she's going to die in 5 minutes!
My friends always tried to say 'Don't say that! try to be
positive!' Never say that infront of the patient's fam!
Of course I won't say that infront of anyone, i just kept it inside,
or sometimes my friend can ask, 'what do you feel about that patient?'
I feel odd though if someone's going to die, specially if it's
happened infront of me.. the air seems weird, i can't hear anything
surrounding me for a few second.. or when the patient is dying, I can
only hear something like a wind surrounding their room.. weird
feelings.. that's why I don't like it :(
Trying to be a good doc outside the hospital will be good for me I think :)

(Back to the first story) Until now, when the Buddhist people're
celebrating the dead people party (how is it called) I can't get near
them because sometimes I can feel/ see something, specially when
they're starting to burn inscense...
better to avoid them and stay out of trouble :)

I've taken pics in a Buddhist temple (Red Ones) 'something's' there
though, but not too strong :)
I DO hope I won't see weird things again in the future :p

Hope my story's usefull for you :)

Shadow in the Window - by Gina

I've never personally seen anything myself, but almost 3 years ago our office was in a house very ... mmm heavy. When I was there I felt weak as though I were weighted down by something... mmm as though it was somehow draining me of my energy .I felt bad when I was there, having frequent headaches etc. I was always cold there, even in summer... It could be 30º C (86º F) outside and inside my nails would be turning blue, and I always felt like someone was watching me, (but wouldn't even say hi :P Thank God)....mmm and I still haven't mentioned the part about my sister and her boss...They worked there too, but in the afternoon. I was there from 9am to 3pm and my sister from 3pm to 8pm.. She saw something - more on that later.

I had a blanket at my desk, for my legs, and an electric heater behind me, but it still wasn't enough, I had to stand up and walk many times during the day because the cold was getting to my bones. The first time that really scared me was when I was typing and I saw my nails turn blue (almost purple), even with the heater 50 cms (19.69 inches) behind me. I was alone almost all the time, because my boss works more out on the field than in the office. Once I was in one of the private offices printing some papers and I started to feel weird, my neck felt like a stone, and I felt like someone was behind me, someone not nice... like those people with a black aura... but then my sister arrived and I stopped thinking about it. She told me that one night she was working on the computer, with her back to the door, and something made her turn back to look, and she saw a shadow, (a big one), standing in front of the window that faced the hallway. She told her boss the next day, and her boss said that one time she and other people with her saw it too, in that same window.

Fortunately we moved the office to another place; that house really freak me out. It's still up for sale, we moved almost 3 years ago. I still have the key but I dont want to go back there ever again.

Falling Shelf - by Bambiii

I've only had one sort of weird incident, it's not that interesting. I was at my grandmas old house, and I had a weird feeling about it, but its kind of normal I get weird feelings and such... like at night I would hear creaks and sounds downstairs, and down there always creeped me out.. well, I was upstairs getting into the shower and the shelf by the toilet fell straight down fast and I jumped, tried to put it back up, then realized I'd have to move it above the latch thing and hook it, and there was really no way it could go straight down, cause I pushed on it downwards after and thats it lol.

Jack & Joe - by Anonymous

This story goes back 10 years ago. I was living in an apartment block. My son was 4 at the time and had bunk beds in his room. One night i was woken up to the sound of children laughing, i rolled over thinking i was dreaming as my son was asleep. (Children laughing) I open my eyes and lay there listening. Where could that be coming from?? I get out of bed to investigate, outside of my sons bedroom door i can hear laughing and children talking. I open the door and freeze....There on the top bunk are 2 little boys laying on their stomachs talking to my son who is on the bottom bunk. My heart is racing, this is impossible, there has to be an explanation as to what i am seeing!!! My son turns around and looks at me and saids "They came for a visit because they were lonely". As i turned from my son to the 2 little boys they smiled and waved and then dissapeared. As time went on these 2 little boys would come for visits often and i'd often hear my son call them Jack & Joe. When we moved from this apartment, we no longer had visits from them. When i asked the landlord if there were ever any children that had lived in this house before us, she said "yes their names were Jack & Joe and they had died in the house fire!!!"My son still remembers them to this day and always speaks of the fun they all use to have.

Ghost of Jack Ostern - by Jack Blackman

One day I was asleep when I heard a bang, so I ignored it, then the next day i heard a bang, then the next i heard a bang. So lets say I was fed up so I went down stairs to check what was up, nothing really so i went up stairs to my bed. When I heard the bang again, I went down stairs to check it out; I have a kitchen door so you need to walk though a door to get there you see. Anyway so i looked though the key hole and all i saw was a ghost by the name of Jack i think it's Jack Ostern; he was walking up and down my kitchen door and of course by this time i had sh*t myself so I peged up stairs, dived into my bed and waited all night. Then a couple of months later I moved out thats how scared I was...Written by Jake Blackman...

Broken Head Stone - by Helen

For 13 of the 14 yrs I've lived in my house there has always been some regular activity. For the 1st few yrs I was scared and had lights on all night. One occation I had just gone to bed, it was a time of upset and my life was up side down. My duvet pulled tight accross my shoulders and a womens voice said, "Dont worry Helen every thing will be ok. My heart was pounding as I appeared over my duvet to see I was still completely alone. I see a lady in a white night dress walk past my bed a few years later. My daughters bedroom door is of an old fashion type original to the house, when the children are away at their fathers I always shut their doors but on odd occations just my daughters door would open and close baring in mind this door was old,solid and the catch was stiff. I do know that the 1 st tennant in my house was the late Grandmother of my stepfather and the great Grandmother to my close friend Jane. Jane and I descided to go to the cemetary to search for the the grave, this cemetary is large with thousands of old and new head stones but the oddest thing happened, I was drawn to a broken head stone in the middle of the cemetary, it was covered in moss. I called Jane, when she came we scraped the moss of the head with our keys and sure enough it was the head stone. Between us we lifted back into it's rightful possition. From that day I've never experianced another strange occurance in my house.

Hotel Haunting - by Anonymous

One Day a man's car broke down so he called the RAA. They told him that it would take 3 days. So he Decided to go to the motel down the road. The person at the hotel gave him his keys and warned him never to go out of his room at 12:00 midnight so he took his bags and went up to his room, forgeting to ask why. So he went to sleep at 12:00 but he heard a noise coming from outside, he looked through the keyhole and saw a little girl wearing white skipping down the corridor, so he was about to go outside and tell her to go to her room. Then he remembered what the man at the lobby said. So he went to sleep. The Next day it was midnight when he was about to go to sleep and the same girl was there skipping down the corridor, but he didn't do anything and went to sleep.

The Next day when it was midnight he was getting ready to go to sleep, but he went to look through his key hole again but all he could see was red.

As he was about to leave the hotel next morning, he asked the man at the lobby why did u say not to go out of your room at midnight, and so the man told him, there once was a girl who died in the corridor and everyday she skips down the corridor at exactly 12:00 midnight as a ghost. She's white, and has red eyes.

As the man was leaving the hotel he realised something, when he could only see red on the third day, as he was looking at her, she was LOOKING AT HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Hope this helps

Strange case of a blackboard falling - by Richard

My friend moved out of his mobile home and it was almost completely
empty. I went in there with him to check it out and while we were
standing in the empty bedroom, a blackboard which had been hanging on
the wall for 20 years suddenly took that moment to fall down with a
swooshing sound. Obviously a ghost in the mobile home caused this.
What else could it possibly be?

True Ghost Story Posted - by Ghost Gossip

I'm not sure if I should call this a ghost story or just unexplained events, I'll let you decide.

It was probably about 9 pm and completely dark outside. My roommate was home and we had 1 person over for company. In my hallway right next to my bedroom is the washing machine and dryer, they were both running. The dryer really shakes! At that time I had a lot of computer cases in the hall, so to get to my room you had to step over and around a lot of things. My bedroom door was slightly opened and the light was on.

Anyway, I am in the hall and all of a sudden I hear my phone ring. I remember walking toward my room and noticing that the light was already on. As I entered my room I could see the phone on the floor. I reached for the light switch by habit but then didn't do anything with the switch because I knew the light was already on. I just kind of touched it as I came in. My room was clearly lit. I sat on my bed and then picked up the phone. It was a bill collector from Discover card service. I explained to him that I had the money but I had been working 8 hours on and 8 hours off and 8 hours on, so I didn't even have a chance to pay anything. He then asked me if the address they had on file was correct. I told him it was my parents' address and that he could keep it that way. I explained that my mom complains if I don't come see her enough, so I might as well go over there to collect my mail. The bill collector understood and said it's the same way with him. (Now days I visit my mom and dad once a week). Anyway, in the course of his discussion, all of a sudden my lights go out. I didn't hear a click from the switch but then again, the dryer is pretty noisey. It seemed exactly the same as a solid state light timer shutting the lights out. My first assumption was that the power had gone out. I could sort of hear my roommate in the living room. I remember noticing that they didn't seem alarmed by anything. I started getting the idea that maybe it wasn't the whole house that lost power after all. Before I finished the phone conversation I noticed that my computers were all still on. I could see their lights lit up. After that I figured I must have blown a breaker or maybe the bulb was lose in the socket. I also thought it was possible that the bulb could have burned out, but when the bulb went out there was no quick flash and no popping sound, so that wasn't very likely.. After getting off the phone I reached for my switch for giggles and noticed to my surprise that the switch was in the down position! I went into the living room and asked my roommate if she walked by there and turned of my light, she said she didn't. I was kind of convinced she probably hadn't because of all the things she would have had to have walked around. Plus my room is at the very end of the hall.

Electrical is something I know quite a bit about. I decided to conduct some tests to see if this was caused by something I could explain. First I thought maybe the switch was in an almost down position and then dropped down from the shaking that was coming from the washer and dryer. This seemed impossible because as soon as the switch is pulled down far enough to drop down, the light is already completely off. I then took the light switch out to study the wires. I was thinking maybe two wires could have been touching each other. When I checked inside the box, everything appeared fine.

I of course talked to my roommate again and she still denied walking up, reaching in and turning off my light.

If this WAS a ghost I feel it could have been warning me about my dad and possibly even both parents. I had mentioned my parents on the phone. At that time, my dad had melanoma on his back and colon cancer but didn't know it yet. If this was truly a ghost I believe it could have been a dead family member trying to warn me. Another thought was that when I started saying 8 hours on and 8 hours off, it was the same sort of thing I would say at work to have the lights turned off. Maybe the similarity confused some element of reality somehow. Okay, I'm going off the deep end with speculation here, but as it is, it's very strange to have a light switch JUST click down! Just so everyone knows my dad was all fixed up and he's doing fine. My mom has had some bad moments too, but she'd doing okay.

Months and month later my roommate claimed that she would catch a glimpse of someone walk to the bathroom doorway while she was looking in the mirror. She would turn around but nothing would be there. She also said that one time she left the bathroom and came back in and found a toiled paper roll standing upright on the floor. She thinks she may have kicked it upright without realizing as she left. Last, and possibly the most spooky is that she claims she actually saw a "ghost". She was in bed sleeping and when she woke up she saw a little boy holding onto a flute. She said he was surprised when she opened her eyes and he sort of jerked back and his flute slipped from his hands a little. She said that his legs were through the bed and his feet were on the floor. It was as if he walked though the bed and was just standing there looking at her. She thinks she could have been half dreaming and admits that the little boy looked like a kid she worked with at the school.

There was another girl who stayed at my place before I got my current roommate. She claimed that she got a little creeped out when she was there alone. I'm not sure why. In all the time I've lived there I hadn't really seen anything.

There was one time I could have sworn while sleeping on my couch that this girl I know started kissing me like crazy. I assumed it was her because she was sleeping on the other couch. The next morning, I figured it must have been a dream. Later at another time, that same friend had a similar "dream" on the other couch (the couches match). She also thought it was me and claimed to have even enjoyed it..hahaa.. I could tell when she asked me if I had been in the living room, why she asked.. I told her I had a similar type of dream. We both concluded that the guy who owned the couches before me, must have had a lot of sex on them. haha.. The two of us knew each other for like about 5 years at that time and we both trust and believe each other.

Oh and one last thing.. I heard a knocking sound under my floor.. It went.. knock knock knock.. It sounded very human like. This was when I had my current roommate, so it was relatively recent. I thought it could have been an animal clawing or maybe even sound carrying over from the neighbors. I knew it wasn't from plumbing, or at least I was pretty sure of that because I knew where the pipes ran. I talked to my brother about it and he told me that our grandmother (who passed away) had a habit of knocking with 3 knocks (instead of the traditional 4). I don't hear the knocking anymore and my roommate hasn't told me anything else unusual has happened, so at least for now, everything is back to normal.

So what do you think? Is my place haunted. Can some or most of this stuff be explained? Did my roommate turn out my light as a joke? You can decide.