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the little child
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once in a village there was a certain street that people would not go because of a little girls ghost which is believe that was killed on world war I she was shot on that certain street and now shes taking revenge on those people who came across the street one night while everyone was having fun on the near club one guy was so drunk that he was caught in a fight that the management kick him out he was talking about the ghost of the girl was not true as they kick him out he walk across the street and while he was walking he felt someone at his back he looked back but saw no one then as he continued walking he saw the.the girl was looking at him furiously at the eye he thought she was an ordinary girl so he walked to the girl then suddenly the girl turned into a big beast and kill the guy end....moral of the story expect the unexpected
Was the beast a big wierd looking kid? with white hair covering it's body? did it walk around with it's snoot in the air,and paws on it's hips?, showing off it's freshly waxed genitalia? and brandishing a corncobb? if so, it may have been Gaylord Reginald the 3rd. A poodle who thinks he's human...
Once there was a French Poodle, who was raised in London, England. He had a fondness for corn, and all things corn. corn flakes, corn fields, corncobb pipes, cornholes, cornbread, corn squeezin's, (moon-shine), corn on the cob with extra butter, and his favorite book; "the catcher in the corn" by s.w. cornswaggle.
Any ways, one cold, drizzly night as he nestled into his bed, his home had been broken into. when he went downstairs he was met by two shadowy figures who bound him, and murdered him. they took all of his prized corn paraphanalia, and it is said that his vengeful ghost still haunts the english manor where he once resided. unsuspecting visitors often hear his howls of grief, and anger resonating down the hallways, and down the stairs. and often people had had their nips pinched, as gaylord had a thing for nip-pinching as well.
the end.
Back in the late 50's I was an egal scout with troop 7 at the local Catholic Church. We went to the boy scout camp on Lake Bonapart. the troop spent the night and the next day we started hikeing back to town. the trip was aboout 35 miles and about 1/2 way back was a drive-in where we were going to spend the night. the next morning a school bus was comming to pick us up and take us the rest of the way back to town.
About two hours into the hike one of the boys fell crossing the ditch beside the road after reliving himself in the bushes.
Back i9n those days if there was no blood gushing, nothing was done about it. But, it slowed us down. When it begasn to get dark, the scoutmaster John hicky, suggested that we find an aulternate place to camp. There was a small white house just off the road and I was sent to ask if we could camp in the field next to the house. Jphn also wanted to use their phone.
AN OLD MAN ANSWERED THE DOOR AND i BREIFLY EXPLAINED OUR delema.
He explained that there were animals in that field and he didn't want us to disturb them, however, we coujld camp at the end of the driveway,
then he said that we could use the spring house for water and the outhouse, pointing to them as he spoke. He said that if we wanted to have a fire that there was wood next to the barn. We were to stay away from the house as they were old and retired early. He also said that he didn't have a phone so John went down the road to find a phone.
we setteled in and camped for the night. About 11 o'clock the boys setteled down and we all went to bed. About 2 hoours later I woke up and left my tent. John was sitting by the fire.He told me that he was worried aboout Bucky, the boy that fell into the ditch. I spent a rather restless night.
Just at dasylight John came into my tent. he was white as a sheet. He told me to get up and just as fast as i could get the boys up and get the packed and on the road as fast as I could.
I crawled out of my tent and much to my surprise there was no house, no buildings what-so-ever!
Needless to say we were on the road in less than 10 minutes. gear wha just throwen together and the half asleep boys grumbled as we almost ran from the scene.
When I got home I told my father what had hap-pened. we went back out there and my dis-beleiving Father bercame a beleiver.
the nicely mamicured lawn was overgrowen and there was a cone shaped pile of toilet paper where the boys had used the outhouse. the tall grass had been pushed down where out tents had been.
there were no buildings the spring bubbeled out of the ground instead of out of a pipe in the side of a well house.
My father went to the first farm and told the farmer what we said had happened.
Hs said," well, I guess the scouts ment the Williams. I have never ment them, myself, but Many people have."
John would never speak of the iccident, but dad spoke of it often.
A side note, someone put a double wide hoouse trailor on the sight and everytime I drive by it it is for sale by a different realitor.
Harker hieghts, Texas... There's a soccer field there that is near a waste water plant. The soccer field is said to be haunted by the ghosts of a long dead cowboy and indian. The story goes that an indian raiding party attacked and killed a ranchers family, and had murdered his wife and children.
The angry cowboy sought revenge, and went out looking for the band of rampaging indians. He finaly cought-up with them at the scene which is now the soccer field. Anyway, a gunfight took place, and most of the indians, along with the cowboy, and a handful of volunteers were killed during the battle. This story went on to be told by the few survivors of that posse. There had been countless sightings of the ghosts in the area where the battle took place. One of the stories says that the ghost of a cowboy appears who has glowing red eyes, and the ghost of an indian then runs across the open field, the cowboy then chases him into the tall grass, you can hear gunshots, and a loud scream. But if you go to look for yourself, all you will find are drag-marks in the tall grass where the cowboy dragged the indians body away...
I wanna go there someday and do some evp. I want to see if i caught anything, while i'm there. And of course i want to see that cowboy and the indian as well. I just hope they wouldn't harm me or anything like that.
Living With The Dead And Falling In Love With the Dead
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This story is not mine, but it was from my cousin. This story is real and i know that she will never lied to me about it. I want to share it with everyone so everyone will know what it feels like to lived with the dead and actually falling in love with the dead. Sounds crazy? Well, it's true. My cousin, who is now 17 the same age as me, had have something happen to her when she was just 12 years of age. Her and her family once lived in a house that's just a few block away from where they are living right now, and that is where her story begins. The house is a two-story house and it is very nice. Outside may look old, but once inside it's like heaven. When you first enter the house, the first thing that you will see is the stairs. To your left is to the kitchen and if you look to your right there's the living room. And next to the stairs is a hallway that leads to a bedroom and a bathroom. Than upstairs, theres three bedroom and another bathroom. I don't really know how those three bedroom and bathroom upstairs is located because it's not my house and i never really went there before, just hearing from her is not very good to keep in my head because i'm a short memory person. Lol. Anyways, back to where we are. Back than, she was only 12 years of age, and she have two brothers. One is 17 at that time and one is 8. Than there's her parents. Small family, right? Well, enough of that and lets get back to the story. Her 17 years old brother is sleeping in the bedroom downstairs and she and her parents and her 8 years old brother have the bedrooms upstairs.
For some reason, her 8 year old brother wouldn't sleep in his room nor even go near it. They thought that it's just one of those days that little kids still want to sleep in thier parents room, so they didn't really pay any attention to it. A month passed and he still wouldn't go near it or sleep in it. His parents asked him why he didn't want to sleep in his room, and he told them that the first day they moved there, a guy was in his room and was looking at him. He even told them that the guy told him to switch room or else the guy will kill him. The parents didn't believe it and told him to go sleep in his room. He didn't want to and started to cry, my cousin love her little brother very much that she is willing to switch room with him. So, they spend the weekends moving the bedrooms. My cousin told me that the first time she step into that room, she feel as if someone or something was watching her every moved. She feel as if she is not the only one thats in that room. When night comes, my cousin was sitting on her bed than out of nowhere her lights went off. She got scare, but didn't think much of it and go turn the lights on. After she got the lights back on, she went back to sit on her bed and when she just sit down, the lights went off again.
That pissed her off a little, but she didn't give anything about it. She just went back and turn the lights back on. After a few minutes pass, she suddenly feel so sleepy as if she can't even keep her eyes open at all. Than she decided to go to sleep. That night she sleep in that room, she feel as if someone or something was wacthing her sleep. She can feel as if someone or something is touching her arms, her cheek, her lips, and her stomach. By feeling those things happening, she woke up and saw a very handsome young man at about 19 or 20 years of age, sitting at her bed. She sits up and ask him what he is doing in her room, and he answer her that he is there just to watch over her and keep her safe. She told me that he is very handsome, he must be one of the handsomest guy she have ever seen. By what she descried him to me, he must be very handsome. And of course i'm not that good at spelling, so i apologize for all the wrong words that it's in here. By what she told me, he have blond hair, with white pale skin, and very cute blue eyes. Thats all she told me about him. Lol. Anyways, as i was saying, she fall in love the first time she saw him. Every night she just can't wait to see him. She told me that it's just like love at first sight. She like the way he touch her. It's just very tender and soft. She say she still like it even though his hands are as cold as ice. Four months passed and my cousin mostly spend her time in her room. She wouldn't even leave her room for maybe a few weeks.
Her parents are getting very worried about her that one day they went into her room. Once inside, they saw that it's totally dark inside and theres not light coming into the room at all. When she got home from school, she saw them in her room and she begin to yell at them to get out. Her parents were terrifiy of what their daughter have become. Than one night they set up a camera in her room and stay up the whole night with her. At first they didn't see anything happen, but than when it reach 3 in the morning, everything changes. They saw out of nowhere a very handsome young man about 19 to 20 years of age appear in their daughter's room. They watch as the young man slept with their daughter. The father was not very happy about it that he strom into her room, but when they were in there, they only see their daughter and no one else. The dad was not very happy about what he sees that night, so he asked for an exocritse. If you can't really tell what that word is than it's something that a prist came to bless the house and the person that say was under control by evil. Hope that help a little because i'm not that good at spelling. They did that to her and it was not nice at all. First the house lights begin to flicker off and on and everything begin to moved and shatter everywhere. Than out of the corner of the house the young man appear, but this time he was angry and his eyes were pitch black. He screams out why they are toring his love away from him and that they do not want him to be happy. The prist fight him and than finally the prist sucks him into this crystal. Than my cousin gets better. The prist took the crystal and did soemthing to it because they never hear anything from the prist to what happen to the crystal. To this day, my cousin can still feel his touch, but very faint. She misses him and she wants to see him again. When she talk about it to me, she was crying a little. I know that he was her first love, even though he's not human. But still, they love each other. Now she is 17 and is still waiting to someday see him again. She didn't even have a boyfriend, because she believe that someday they will meet again. It was a very nice story that happen to my cousin. It's romantic even though it's with a ghost, but i still think that it's very romantic. Now, as some of you might wonder, if he slept with her than how come she didn't get pregnant. Well, my cousin is not those type of girl that can get pregnant. She was born like that. Anyways, i hope you all enjoy the story as i did. I actually cry a little when she told me this because it's so cute and romantic. And beside i don't know if she can be pregnant when he's a ghost. I have to do some research on that. Anways, have a good day and keep your heads up to whom you are dating, becasue the dead is still wondering around our world and you might end up falling in love with one and you might not even know it. Good-bye and be safe everyone. ^_^
Hi all, happy april fool's day!!!!!!!! Just don't get fool by anyone. Lol. I hate this day becuz a lot of my friends like to fool me around. I just don't like it becuz I actually fall for it. Lol. Anyways, have fun with ur day and remember don't get fool. ^_^
My family once lived in a house that was said to have two person died in there. I was still small back than, but now I believe that there is something going on in that house. When we first moved there, everything was fine. We all enjoy our time there and having fun with our dog, but soon later our dog got ran over and died and thats when things started happening. My dad had fallen ill and no one know what the cause is. He can't even leave his bed and each day he just get worst and worst until we can't take it anymore that we have to take my dad to our cousin's house and leave him there. It actually helped. My dad got better. Soon, we learn that in our dad's bedroom an old man died in there and at our backyard a young man died there. It is creepy to go out to the backyard at night, because you get this feelings that something or someone is following you. I don't really go out to the backyard when it's night because of that fear. My dad built us two swings at the backyard and my oldest sister will always tell us that at night somewhere between midnight or 3 in the morning, she will look out to the backyard and see a white figure swinging on our swings. When she told us this, I didn't even want to go near those swings ever again. Soon after my dd got better, we moved to away. We still have things left at that house that one day when it's dark, my two brothers went to get those things and something happen to them. They were in the kitchen doing something and than out of nowhere the bedroom door slam shut. They got scare and ran out of there as fast as they could and they didn't even turn the lights off. Well, I hope all you enjoy my stories like I enjoy wirting them. Good-bye. ^_^
This story that I'm going to tell is very confusing to me. I don't know if it's real or not because I was sleeping when this happen. So, I'm going to let all of you decided weather it is real or not. Once my family were living in a house somewhere off of town i guess and i was in elemenatry school at that time. Well, one night i was sleeping in my room and than out of nowhere i just threw both of my arms over my eyes and than i felt two hands grabbing both of my arms as if it was dragging me up. i closed my eye tightly at that time and i don't know why i didn't removed my arms because i couldn't removed them at all. i don't know if that was just a dream or was it real. i have no idea cuase to this day, i'm still confuse about it. so, what do you all think? Is it real? Or is it just a dream?
A good story Sakura. It could have been iether "sleep paralysis", which is when a person is alseep, and find themselves not being able to move. And or it may also have been a supernatural experience. Maybe a spirit took you by the arms as you slept, and didn't let you move and get away.
I believe your story, and have experienced things kinda like that myself...
hi am nila at night in my house there are knocking at door windows open by itself smell of alcoholic drinks strange noises like a baby saying mama we are really csared
Hi i live in mauritius ten years ago we constructed our house on a land but we didnt know land was haunted, so we have lots of problems in the house i belong to a hindu family . whenever we go out of the house strange things happen like windows opening on its own somtimes we hear heavy things falling on the ground, voices in the house .
At night water start running on its own ,electrical appliciances fall by itself .strange smell of whisky in the rooms can be smelt . we dont know what kind of haunting this is nad what to do to stop this as we dont have any place else to go .
At night we make really horrible dreams like skeleton walking in the house what can this mean . if any body could give us a solution we would be grateful.
i was putting my shoes in early morning... when i finished i look to my neighbour n she was staring at me angrily. I was so afraid that i nearly fainted.i quickly rush to my school wiyhout seeing her.. when i came back from school i told what happened yo my grandmother she said,"she has been possessed by a sprit.the sprit is very playful so she go and slap at the neighbour's face
once there was a girl who loved her boyfriend very much she always ask his boyfriend if he love her the boy usually answers yes but one day she saw her boyfriend kissing her best friend her world fell apart when the girl and his boyfriend was talking the girl ask if the boy had an a fair with her best friend the boy was shock and said no i don't your the only one but the girl said i saw you with her you liar i thought you love the next day the boy never saw the girl then one the her body was found in her closet where they found a note saying i will be back for you two be ready!!!! then one day the boy was getting ready for a camping trip as he was packing his bag he saw her ex girlfriend's picture lying on the floor then suddenly the girl appeared!! saying you'll never be happy then the girl disappeared like smoke the boy shock he came down running he's mom ask what happened the boy just nodded and said its not my fault after that day things happen the girl's was sleeping then suddenly she felt something pulling her feet!!! when she opened her eyes she saw her best friend saying why did you do it u hurt me i thought you were my best friend the girl just answered i'm sorry then the girl suddenly felt someone at her back it was the girl holding a knife!!! your sorry will never bring e back you slut!! as morning came they saw the girl bloody in her room the room was full of hand writing on the wall saying his next as night falls every one was wondering who but the boy knew so he went to his room worried if it was true he knew he was next a time past he never fall asleep because he knew she was coming then suddenly he heard someone at the door of his room the door opened but nobody was there the boy was then shock looking at the door he felt something or someone pulling him to go out of his room out of there house he saw the girl sanding at there gate looking furiously at him her eye"s where like burning as she was going near the boy holding the ring he gave to her the boy in shock could not move the girl ask the boy if there was another girl in her life the boy answered yes you were away i needed someone but why her why my best friend the boy just cried and fell to the ground holding a knife the boy wash rushed to the hospital but it was no use he died moral of the lesson do not cheat on your girlfriend wahahahahaha she might kill you
First of all I just want to tell everyone who I am. My name is Sakura and I'm not japanese. My name sound like japanese, but I'm not japanese. I'm just a simple teenage girl from California and I just want to share my story with everyone. When my family was still living in Thailand during the Vietnam War.....now I don't know what to write. LOL. But I'll just go right to the story. I was little back than and one night I woke up my mom because i wanted to go used the restroom. My mom took me out and it was pitch black out there and we only use torchs. We got to the restroom and i just go in there to do my things. Back than we have no toilet papers so we used water. I know some of you might say "Ewwww, how gross is that" but let me tell you, people that are poor can't buy toilet papers, so having water is better than not having anything to wip or wash after you are done. Well, we ran out of water so my mom went to fetch some so when i'm done i can used it. She leave the door open so i won't be scare. I stay in there not long when a little girl walk towards me. She was wearing a white dress with long black hair and no, she is not the Grudge. Many people keeps saying that it was her when I told them this story. So, for the last time it is not the Grudge. Ok, back to the stroy. As i was saying, she came towards me and reach out her hand and say that she wanted to play. I just look at her and than she turn around and walk behind some bushes. After she disappear behind some bushes, i cried out so loud that my mom came running from the creek and everyone else that was sleeping. They asked me what i saw and i told them about the girl and how she look like and what she say to me. They asked me where she went off to and i told them that she went behind some bushes. My dad and some of my brothers went to look at the same bushes that she had disappear and found nothing. To this day, i believe that i actually see a ghost. And that just makes me wanted to learn more about the world of the liveing and the world of the dead. And how these two world collied together. I always watch ghost videos on youtube and read other people's ghost stories. I always wanted to go visit all the haunting places that people have say that are haunted. Well, i hope everyone enjoys reading this simple story from a simple teenage girl like me. This is my first time to write it in here so i kind of suck at it. But i do apologize for it being too suck. LOL. Have a good everyone.
I had once worked at a restaurant that was known to be haunted by the ghost of a long-dead jailhouse inmate. The restaurant which stands on the corner of Guadalupe and M.L.K. Drive in San Marcos, Texas, Was once a two story city jailhouse building that had been in use from sometime in the late 1940's until the early 1980's.
Now a restaurant, and minus it's second level floor, the old building continues to play host to the ghostly apparition of a long ago former inmate. Many of my former co-workers, along with myself had witnessed the ghostly siting and we have come to the agreement that ghosts truly do exist.
The ghost is that of a male in his late 30's. With dark brown, almost reddish hair, a thin beard, and blue eyes. He is dressed in what is believed to be inmate issued blue colored jailhouse clothes. It is unknown for now, how the inmate met his death while serving his time in the jailhouse but he is often seen walking and or sometimes running from a hallway leading through the rear kitchen, and towards the refrigirator, and back door of the building.
It's believed that some of the inmates of the time were designated as trustees, and were allowed to work in the kitchen area on the bottom floor of the building. And also, after serving their stretch in the town jail, the inmates were released via the rear kitchen door at the back of the building.
Other incidences include doors slamming, water faucets being turned on, people touched by unseen hands, and heavy breathing by an unseen person behind one's neck.
I would like to oneday ask the owner of the establishment for permission to conduct my own investigation for even though I myself had witnessed the ghost, I would love very much to be able to capture the manifestation on video, and perhaps obtain any electronic voice phenomenon.
I'll keep in touch with you, the readers. And I'll promptly add to this story with any updates whenever they are made available...
---adam---
Your story was great and I do believe in every words you wrote here. I too also expericen ghostly incounter as well. But first, I just want to apologize for my spellings. Seeing ghost is not that bad, because many say that it's just the spirits of the love ones coming back to pay their last visit to us and they didn't mean any harm. I see a ghost once when i was little and to this day i still believe that ghost is real. All your story are wonderful to read and learn. Through out all of your stories that you worte, the "Crying Baby" is my favortie. It's sad and i wish i could go there and expericen it on my own. Anyways, i just want to say good job on the stories. Keep up the good work.
Thank You Sakura. I'm happy to know that you enjoy my stories. I try to do my best to share all of my experiences as honestly, and as vividly as I can remember them. I enjoy sharing my stories with you, and the other readers on this site. We all have the common belief, that ghosts and spirits realy do exist.
Please continue enjoying more of my stories which I will be posting soon. Until then Please take care, and enjoy the website...
---adam---
Not a problem. i'm happy to have read ur stories and know what u have been through. they r very good sotries and u should post up more. looking forward on reading new stories from u. ^_^
when i turn 16 me and my friend and cuz though of doing something nice for the ghost so we put two piece of cake down in the basement and wrote a note and said if you wut to have a piece of cake you can.when i was up stair when all decid to all go down stair to the basement when show a piece of the eat off the fork and the stuff you put on the cake and also when were all home alone when these and also the pen move for the chair into the cake . and than when give them and bone to play with and and when got back in there the ball and pen where under an glass table and when ever went back down there after. and a 1year ago i went to put some closth in washmachine and i show a lil girl dress in white and think she had red eye i couldnt see
wut so i do?
when i turn 16 me and my friend and cuz though of doing something nice for the ghost so we put two piece of cake down in the basement and wrote a note and said if you wut to have a piece of cake you can.when i was up stair when all decid to all go down stair to the basement when show a piece of the eat off the fork and the stuff you put on the cake and also when were all home alone when these and also the pen move for the chair into the cake . and than when give them and bone to play with and and when got back in there the ball and pen where under an glass table and when ever went back down there after. and a 1year ago i went to put some closth in washmachine and i show a lil girl dress in white and think she had red eye i couldnt see
wut so i do?
A few years ago my folks were going to buy a resturaunt with appartments attached. At first every thing was alright but a bout three weeks after we openned up some stuff started happening. It start late at night after we closed generally aound 12p.m or 3a.m you could hear about 30 to 100 voices talking in the retururant yet when you went check it out the resturaunt was empty and silent. Then one night while my folks were out bowling and I was the at appartmet with my uncle the door knob on the bathroom turned and when I checked there was no one there. Then one day as I was laying in bed lissening to music I saw for a moment the image of seven to ten year old girl I'd never seen before running toward the living room only to fade before reaching her destination.
My old house that i used to live in was haunted. Me and my brother kept hearing things but we thought it was our dog in the back yard. So we went to go check on her we found her asleep so we went back inside the house noticing all the lights were turned on. So we turned them back off and went back to bed
Later on that night we heard a little girl humming. So we woke up and its like we could feel her presence. So we went out to the living room. We stayed for awhile linger hearing her voice "Do you want to play with me?" And my basket-ball rolled out of our room into the living room. So we got further up on the sofa, and my brothers soccer ball came out.
So we went to our parents room and we told them what we heard, what we felt and what we saw. At first they didnt believe us but the next night it happened to them. So we decided to move out. But at this house im at now is also haunted.
i think you should see a priest to exorcise the house ,my place also is haunted we are trying our best to get ride of the ghost its not easy i know but you could try.some people say bad things have happen in ahouse like suicide or murder thats y houses a haunted. may jesus christ help you in your endeavour
ako ay bago p lamang sa aming paaralan n aking pnagaaralan.,nung unang pasok ko pa lang ay may nlamn n akong kbabalghang nangyari sa aming classroom,ang kwento nila sa akin ay may dlaga n dw na dati ay nagahasa..,sa mismong room nmin estudyante din siya duun at ang nangahasa sa knia ay janitor,ulan nung nganap ang insidente sa taong 1992,kmakanta ung babae hbang inip na nghihintay sa kniang sundo,at wala ng tao dun ng mga oras n iyon,npadaan ang isang janitor at nbighani sa babae dhil nga ito ay may kgandahan,ngulat ang dilag ng bigla itong pumasok at siya muna ay binubog at ginahasa nagsusumamo ang dilag pero wala siyang magawa kundi ang sumigaw
There has been a rash of sightings in Mexico concerning so-called "flying humanoids". There have been several home videos distributed on the web. YouTube has several of these flying human videos. And Now, these sightings have also been taking place in other areas around the world. Including now, the Western the U.S..
I have a short story from a very dear friend of mine, who's name I won't mention. She resides in California, and last nite we were chatting online. While we had been carrying on a conversation for several minutes, she was interupted by the dogs in the neighborhood with their howling, and wailing, and panic-stricken barking. She told me that the dogs, along with other pets in the neighborhhod would freak-out violently from time to time during the late evening hours. This she told me, had been accuring for several months.
As we continued with our conversation, she cut-off in mid sentence, She told me that she heard something fall outside on her front lawn. She told me that she heard a tree branch crack, and hit the ground. When she went to investigate, she told me she saw a shadow of someone, or something in the tree in her front yard. And that the thing, whatever it was, appeared to "float down" from off the tree. And dissapeared into the darkness While she was trying to adjust her eyes to the darkness, and catch sight of what she had noticed earlier in the tree, Her son called to her, and asked her if she could see an object hovering above the neighbors house across the street.
The object was shaped like a hat, kinda like a mexican sombrero it had a round, circular base at the bottom, and at the center, it had a tall, narrow section that was positioned upright at the center of it, with a flashing red light on the top of it. Her son had drawn me a picture of what the object looked like, and sent it to me online.
My friend then continued to tell me that all the dogs in the neighborhood were still barking out of what seemed as shear panic. As she and her son both watched the hovering object, she said that it then began to float towards her and her son, as they stood on their front porch.
She said she was overcome with an uneasiness, a kind of fear that sometimes overcomes people who had experienced these so-called flying humanoid beings. -- A feeling of dread. And so went on back inside the house, with her son in-tow.
Later that evening, the neighborhood grew quiet once again. And our conversation focused on the strange events that had taken place just earlier.
Almost an hour went by, and the silence of the night, along with our conversation was enterupted by the sound of barking dogs once again. Reluctantly she went to look out her window, she said that she noticed the lights outside had come back on again. She noticed that one of the neighbor's car's headlights had flickered on and off. By themselves, and the dogs and cats were in fear of something that seemed supernatural. Or of something that was not of this world.
Later that night she told me she heard a noise on top of her roof. As if someone was walking around up there.
She went to look out her front window, as she watched, she noticed a car drive by, slammed on it's brakes, and one of the guys in the car shouted "What the F- Was That??!!" They had seen something as well. But what it exactly was, we won't know...
After our talk for the evening, My friend and I said our goodbyes, and she had gone off to bed. She told me the following day that she heard sounds of footsteps on her rooftop most of the evening and had been awakened by a strange noise. A low buzzing sound, like that of a toy remote controlled car.
We won't know exactly what it was that had been flying over the neighborhood that nite Although I do have my own beliefs. And we won't know exactly what that thing in the tree was either. But from the details i was given, and the online research I had done. Alot of the things from what was related to me by my friend, and those I found online, had many strong connections. Which only leads me to beleive in my own belief, that what took place last evening at my friends neighborhood had been a flying humanoid phenomenon. This is an ongoing occurence, and I'm sure we will be hearing more and more such stories in the time to come. Until then, I hope you've enjoyed the story, and keep watching the skies...
---adam---
The Hays County Justice Center Building in San Marcos, Texas has been haunted by the spirits of twin sisters who
had died when their car was hit by a train. Although it's known that the point of impact accured at the railroad crossing, it's unclear whether the time of death took place sometime after their car had been dragged a couple of hundred feet from the crossing.
The exact time when this tragedy took place has been lost to time, as well have the names of the twin sisters who's lives ended so tragicaly.
The story takes place sometime in the late 1940's, or early 1950's. The two sisters had been enjoying the goings on at a carnival that had visited the town. They stayed late into the evening, late until the crowds began to dwindel, and the rides, and boothes bagan to close for the night.
They began to make their way for home, and decided to speed-up the car they were in hoping they would get back home sooner, and not get into trouble for staying out much later than they had anticipated on doing.
As they aproached downtown, on what is now know as South L.B.J Street, The sound of a train's horn blared out the warning of it's aproach. Still in high spirits from their fun at the carnival experience, and determined to make it home, The girls increased their vehicle's speed, and with taunts, and girlish laughter challenged the aproaching locomotive. But their prospects of getting home, along with their young lives had been cut short when they failed to calculate the speed of the train's aproach onto the crossing, and were hit broad-side as car and train met...
...The Justice Center building is closed during the evenings, therefore there have been no current reports or stories from that place in sometime. But it was once a grocery store for many years before that. And also a department store before that as well. People who had once worked the graveyard shift as stockpersons when it was once a grocery store had often reported of voice-like whispers, in female tones, along with laughter, as if two girls were carrying on a conversation among themselves.
And the voices were always heard in the same areas of the building. The farthest inner corner of the building. The same area of the store where the train tracks run just a few yards behind it.
This is a true story, It has been told to me by my father who once worked in that grocery store when he was a young man. And knew of the accident when the two sisters lost their lives. He was one of the many people who had experienced the strange whispering voices, and laughter.
I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed sharing it with you. Please let me know, so I can share other stories with you in the future...---adam---
When I was about 7 years old, My family, and I lived in a part of town that was still undeveloped, Our property sat upon open grassland that had once been ranchland, and cattle feilds. I learned later, that well-over a hundred years or more before that, the open rangelands had once been home to several different Indian tribes.
I would often go for walks through those grassy fields where the tall, dry weeds would grow above my head, and it made for a good hiding place from time to time. But I realy enjoyed my walks through the fields after the grass had been mowed, Becuase it was then when hunting for Indian arrowheads was alot easier to do.
I had an entire shoebox full of arrowheads, many of which, had been made of flintstone. And although there were a few shaped a certain way, many more of the rest, had almost the same shapes, but weren't all made from the same stone.
I had someone from the local university study my collections of arrowheads, and I had been told that the arrows were made from different stone, becuase that signified the different areas of the tribes that lived in those different locations. But one thing that had been pointed out to me was that most, if not all, had been shaped into warhead forms. Long, narrow, and very pointed at the tips. Being a kid at the time, and hadn't been much in-tune with local history, I asked how could different arrows wind-up in one spot? The answer was simple; Several Indian tribes went to war with eachother, and so, it happened that the field was an acient Indain battleground.
This would explain the strange accurences that often took place in and around our house, and the surrounding property, and parts of the neighborhood in which we lived. I've actualy heard the echos of drums in the distance. On different ocasions. There were no voices, just the beating of drums, the sounds seemed to come from out of nowhere, the hot, summernight air, echoed with the sounds of drums. When I would hear that sound, the steady beating of drums in the distance, I would ask my family members or anyone else that I was with at the time, if they too heard the drums. But nobody heard anything. It was as if I was the only one who could hear them, beating in perfect rythm through the hot summer night air...
People had reported strange happenings, and sightings. People have reported seen a young indian girl walking through the walls of their house. And others had told they would often be awakened at night by someone or something slapping them across the legs. And others like my dad, and nieghbors, had reported seeing men on horseback, men dressed in Spanish Conquistador uniforms, complete with metal breastplates, and helmets. These aparitions were only seen on drizzly, misty, fall nights. A nieghbor had once discovered an old Spanish helmet when he had been digging in his backyard planting a fruit tree. He donated his find to the university, where it sits today...
There are many stories of Spanish soldiers, Indians, hanging trees, ghost horseteams, and bandits. Too much to list at this time, but if you'd like, I will share them with anyone who would like to read into it...
---adam---
When I was stationed in Australia back in 1967 the following happened.
My Dad came to my wife in her sleep across a foggy field, he came up to her and said, "Mary, I have come to tell you goodby". At approximately the same time and night back here in the states, but a different day (due to International Date Line), he came to my uncle, my dad's brother, also across a foggy field and told him the same thing. (we found this out later from my uncle). My dad died within hours of the visitation in Australia. We had been to the beach and when we got home the base chaplain was waiting at our driveway to tell me about my dad dying, my wife had the visitation the previous night. My dad was here in KY and my uncle that was visited lived up near FT. Knox.
Like any other town in America, There are numerous foot, traffic, and railroad bridges that criss-cross throughout town. But there is one bridge near the downtown area that sets it apart from the other countless, aged bridges here.
The bridge in particular is a simple traffic bridge that runs one way traffic out of downtown. It ends just passed "Pergatory Creek" and is neighbored by a line of railroad tracks. Pergatory Creek got it's name well over a hundred years ago, when the town was being settled into, and construction on the downtown buildings began. The creek has a notorious history of flooding when the rain becomes relentless. Especialy during the rainy season beginning from early spring into early fall.
Back to the baby...
The so-called "Crying baby", or "Devil's Baby" which it was sometimes called due to the creek's name. Is an age old story handed down through generations. I first became enterested in this particular haunting while I was with a group of friends and we were exchanging local ghost stories. When I brought up the story of the haunted bridge, and the crying baby, I was surprised to learn that no one had ever heard the story before. For the simple fact that a few of the people in the group had been younger folks, and weren't so informed on local paranormal phenomenon. Which told me that the stories of our town were fading away and forgotten by modernization and the need to be in style with todays fads. And just sitting around the campfire telling ghost stories was also becomming a thing of the past.
So I came here, on this site to share this story with you. You know who you are. You enjoy a good story that'll make you say "Hmmmmm.." Or one that'll raise the hairs on the back of your neck, and when you crawl into bed in your darkened room you get the uncanny feeling that you're not there alone, as if someone was with you. Then you hate yourself for reading all those neat, creepy stories that seem to go bump in the night...
The story is of a baby that was washed away during one of the many historical tragic floods in our town's history. It was late spring of 1883, the streets then were just mud paths that crissed-crossed the areas of downtown. The townspeople had just endured a seven month drought, and it had all come to an abrupt end just three days earlier with a violent downpour that seemed to have no end.
The names by now are all but lost in the town's historical records, and by father time itself.
A family of four, consisting of a man, a woman, and their two children, a small boy near the age of seven, and an infant girl. The family were in town making their monthly purchases and picking-up grains and feed for livestock. plus building materials for their small farm that was located several miles outside of town.
The family had found themselves taking refuge in a local hotel as it had been too wet and stormy for them to make their way back home. On this third day of the storm, the rain seemed to have trickled off a bit. and it was then that the family made the fateful decision that would forever change thier lives, and bring birth to a sad and tragic story that would seem to continue to no end.
They gathered what little possessions they had carried with them, and checked-out of the hotel telling the owner that they felt it was a good time to make their way back home before the rains returned. They made their way to the stable and livery where their horses and wagon were being sheltered from the storms.
At that very moment, unknown to everyone back in town, the creeks and rivers had crested beyond their point and had begun to overflow in an urruption of flashfloods.
The family were making their way feeling somewhat relieved to get out from being cooped-up in a hotel room for three days and were jubilant over the thought of getting back home unaware of the danger that they would soon face.
They had made their way just at the outskirts of what is today downtown, and had been looking for a shallow area in the creek for which to cross. they had begun to cross, and all seemed well enough when the wagon wheels begun to stick into the muddy bottom of the creek bed. Along with the wieght of the supplies they were hauling back, this had worsened the situation and they began to slowly sink deeper. The horses whinned and snorted as they pulled to clear out the stuck wagon. But all were were doomed from the time they left the motel.
The man jumped out and desperately tried to push the wagon as his wife tried taking control of rein and bridal.
The water began to swiftly rise, and the current grew more powerful knocking the man over as he desperatly tried to pull himself back up. The woman and children were screaming with fear and desperation. The water had risen well over the hieght of the wagon's seat. and the man begged for his wife and children to hold on as best they can. Local townspeople heard their cries, and came running with ropes and horses. But by then the waters had turned into a raging river of mud and debris.
Several men made attempts to throw out a rope for them to catch and after several failed attempts they finaly were succssesful. The man tied a rope around his young son, and wife as she clutched her infant daughter close to her bosom the townspeople pulled and tugged, struggling to free the stranded family out from the clutches
of the raging waters. As the men of the town did their best to assist, debris from a fallen tree had been washed just upstream from the couple and their children, and was making it's way to the stranded family.
Shouts of the townspeople, and the screams of the terrified family filled the air. And suddenly, without time to react, the woman turned around to find herself and her baby in the path of a large branch of an oaktree.
It struck her violently, throwing her into a daze, and cuasing her to lose her grip on the baby. Women of the town screamed in horror as the baby had been washed away downstream, forever lost into the mud of pergatory creek...
Today an old, but more modern concrete bridge transcends Pergatory creek. Only a handful of people today know the great loss that took place there so many years ago. It is said, told and retold that at times after a rainy night that passersby on foot, can hear the screams of a dying baby. People who have heard the sound have compared it to the screams and cries of a cat. On several occasions the screams have been investigated but nothing had been turned up. It seemed as if the crying just manifested itself out of thin air. And witnesses proclaimed it was enough to make their skin crawl, and the hair on the back of their necks stand on end...
Hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed sharing it!!!
---adam---
Do you believe in ghosts? Some folks in Greenbrier County, West Virginia do. In fact, there's a road sign in Greenbrier County that tells how the ghost of Zona Heaster Shue helped convict her murderer.
In 1886, Edward Shue and his first wife lived in a cabin on Rock Camp Run, in Pocahontas County, West Virginia. Shue was a young man with a strong, well-built body. He was also a bully who beat his wife. Shue's first wife finally divorced him while he was in the penitentiary for stealing a horse.
After Shue got out of prison, it wasn't long before he married again and set up housekeeping on the top of Droop Mountain. His second wife died under peculiar and suspicious circumstances.
In November 1896, in Greenbrier County, Edward Shue married a third time, to a fifteen-year-old girl named Zona Heaster. Some people said Zona had fallen madly in love with Shue because of his striking appearance. Others said that Shue persuaded Zona to visit her uncle on Droop Mountain, and once he got her away from her parents convinced her to marry him. Edward and Zona set up house in a two-story frame building in Livesay's Mill where Shue worked as a blacksmith.
In January 1897, two months after the wedding, Shue asked young Anderson Jones to go to his house and do some chores for Mrs. Shue. When Anderson got to the house, all the doors were closed. On the steps, he saw a trail of blood. That scared him, but he knocked, and when no one answered, he opened the door and went in. The trail of blood continued across the kitchen floor to the dining room. That door, too, was closed. Anderson knocked, then he opened the door and went in. He stumbled over Zona Shue's body. She was lying on the floor looking up with wide-open eyes. Anderson reached down and shook her and found her stiff and cold.
Anderson ran to the blacksmith shop to tell Edward Shue. Shue let out a yell and started for his house, while Anderson went on to get Dr. Knapp.
When Anderson and Dr. Knapp reached the house, Shue had placed his wife on the bed and was holding her head in his arms, crying for her to come back. And strangely enough, he had dressed Zona, placing a high, stiff collar around her neck and tying it in place with a large veil, folded several times and tied in a bow under her chin. During Dr. Knapp's examination of the body, Shue continued to hold his wife's head in his arms.
Dr. Knapp pronounced Mrs. Shue dead of heart failure. During the visits of friends and relatives to view the body, Shue never left the head of his wife's casket. Zona was buried in the cemetery of Soule Chapel Church in Greenbrier County.
That was not the end of the story, however. Zona's mother was not satisfied with the account of Zona's death. She lay in bed praying that God would relieve her doubts. When she turned over, there stood her daughter Zona! Zona seemed hesitant to talk to her, however, and did not stay.
The next night, Mrs. Heaster again prayed that she might know the truth about Zona's death. Again Zona appeared, and this night she talked to her mother, saying that she would tell her the true story.
On the third and fourth nights, Zona told her mother how she had been murdered by her husband, Edward Shue! "He came that night from the shop and seemed angry. I told him supper was ready and he then began to chide me because I had prepared no meat. I replied there was plenty, bread and butter, apple sauce, preserves and other things that made a good supper. He flew into a rage, got up and came toward me. When I raised up, he seized each side of my head with his hands and by a sudden wrench dislocated my neck."
When Mrs. Heaster told her neighbors of Zona's visits, some believed that she had been visited by a ghost. Others insisted that she had only been dreaming. Mrs. Heaster insisted that these were not dreams, that she had been wide awake. Furthermore, Zona had described her home and other spots around Livesay's Mill, places Mrs. Heaster had never seen. When she traveled to Livesay's Mill, the places were just as Zona had described them.
Mrs. Heaster and her brother-in-law were able to convice John A. Preston, the prosecuting attorney in Lewisburg, of the possibility of foul play in Zona's death. Mr. Preston and Dr. Knapp decided to exhume Zona's body for an autoposy.
After a lengthy examination, Dr. Knapp discovered the true cause of Zona Heaster's death—she had died of a broken neck.
Edward Shue was arrested and charged with murder. The case came to court in Lewisburg on June 30, 1897. The defense attorneys allowed Mrs. Heaster to testify because they believed they could easily demolish her testimony by making her admit that the visitations from her daughter's ghost were only dreams. Mrs. Heaster was adamant, however, in insisting that she was wide awake and that the visits were quite real.
The jury found Edward Shue guilty of murder, and he was sentenced to life in prison. After a failed lynching attempt by local residents who felt Shue should die as his wife had, of a broken neck, Shue was sent to Moundsville Penitentiary. He died there eight years later.
You can read about the case of Edward Shue in old newspapers in Lewisburg. Acording to Case's Comment, a national lawyer's magazine, this is the only case in the United States where a man has been convicted of murder on the testimony of a ghost.
This account of the "Greenbrier Ghost" was compiled by Avis Caynor from accounts by Dennis Deitz, George Deitz, and G. S. McKeever, as recounted in The Greenbrier Ghost and other Strange Stories, by Dennis Deitz (South Charleston, WV: Mountain Memories Books, 1990).
This account of the "Greenbrier Ghost" was compiled by Avis Caynor from accounts by Dennis Deitz, George Deitz, and G. S. McKeever, as recounted in The Greenbrier Ghost and other Strange Stories, by Dennis Deitz (South Charleston, WV: Mountain Memories Books, 1990).
we liven in a house on georges fork that had a ghost in it he was old man with a hump on his back. you would see him at night near the closet and sometimes pass him in one of the rooms he never bothered no one .but he protected lil kids around him one daywhen it was snowing our grson[age4} was out side he came in and said the man said get my shoes on asked what men he said man on porch i looke ddidnt see anyone another time kids were playing near creek they came in house said old man said not to play near the water . he traveled outside alot between dairy and house and he stayed in kitchen but he never was angry always watched over kids ,so we wasnt scared of him i never once felt afraid of him for some reason ,
well i posted another story about me at the age of 7 well im 15 right now and about 2 months i had that same feeling of someone watching me so it brought me back to that day so i was looking around cause i was playing basketball and it was dark it was just me and my freind christian and i told my friend togo inside and get my phone so when he went inside i yelled out show yourself once i said that the light post at the end of the street and that freaked me out and i looked around and on top of a roof i so the figure and i recognised it by the eyes and the scar and i knew it was the same thing i felt froze and then i said "show your self to me" and then it came down and flew by the light post and then it turned back on
well it all started at the age of 7 this is how it has begun. well one night i was up real late watching cartoons when i hear a uneasy tap on my window i figured it was a twig hitting the window so i didnt mind. but i had a uneasy feeling that sumthing was watching me and its the worse feeling in life believe me. so i raised the volume on my tv louder once i did this the tapping got louder so i put the tv louder and once this happened it didnt sound like taping on my window it became a banging so i took a glimpse out the cracks of the window and what i saw haunts me till this day it was like a gray face that was stretched with a scar on its eye but it wasnt red it was a bright green with a grayish white hairs around it like a lions crest i could only see half its face but its eyes were a glowing red so i was crying and crying till i finally thought i need someone to help me so i yelled for my mom and when she came i could ony say its at the window so she pulled the blinds up once this hapened the huge figure flew straight up into the sky
i dont need you to belive me about it cause i know its real and rececently i have been seen the same exact fixgure lurking in trees are on top of a house just watching my every move i am 15 right now and if anyone has any knowledge of la chussa them pleaze inform me because i need to know what could do to protect myself and my family
Well this is a story about an experience that my cousin had when he was 7 years old. As you read this, you might not believe it, but hey when unexplainable things happen to you, you don't want to believe it. So here is the story, when my cousin was 7 he stayed up very late watching Popeye the cartoon when all of a sudden he heard a tapping sound coming from the window. Of course he shrugged it off and didn't think anything of it. Well he heard the tapping again, but this time he felt like he was being watched, so instead of acknowledging what heard, he put the volume up on the t.v. Well the tapping got louder and he put the volume louder. The louder he put the t.v. the louder the tapping got. Well needless to say my cousin was scared sh**less and he didn't want to turn towards the window, but he did. And what he saw he vividly remembers till this very day, even though this happened 9 years ago. The face he saw is etched in his memory forever. He saw this face of an old woman, but it the face was streched, long grey hair, it had a beak like nose, it had very deep red eyes, and a scar going from the eyebrow to the cheek. He said it looked like the scar was bleeding, but not red blood, but more like a green color. Well my cousin stricken with fear was crying and finally he snapped out of the trance that he was in and he started screaming for his mom. His mom came running in the room asking what was wrong, but all he could say was, "its outside the window." My aunt had turned to see, but the face wasn't there anymore. My aunt opened the window and the La Chusa just disappeared in mid air. After this experience, my cousin has had 3 other experiences with the La Chusa. For those of you that don't know what a La Chusa is, it's a witch that takes form of a bird. But the creepy thing is it's wingspan is huge and it doesn't like the light. I had a personal experience too. What I remember is the red eyes and huge wing span, but my experience was nothing compared to as my cousins experience!
La Chusa is a witch bird. Stories of the La Chusa's have been in my family for years. I'm told they are evil people(who practice bad magic) who are human by day & bird-like creatures by night. My tia told me that when she was younger her grandmother would heal the sick. And the La Chusa's hated her for it. My tia said when she would spend the night at her grandmother's house she could hear their cawls on the roof, their whistles, it was very scary. The La Chusa's came into my tia's grandmother's house & scratched her back, while she slept.
Each one of my family member's have came in contact with a La Chusa at point in their life. I'm told if you see a La Chusa you should throw rocks & yell at it. It show's them that you are not afraid. It's nothing to be scared of. They only come out at night to do harm on good peple. That's why my family has always told me to never be outside past midnight. That's when evil spirit's are out.
There are so many stories of La Chusa's, aleast in my family.
throwing rocks at us isnt what u sould do and yelling will inrage us that i swear tonight listen to the wind and our call.12 pm 3am Tis the witching hour of night,
Or bed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, glisten,
Seeming with bright eyes to listen
For what listen they?
John Keats (1795 - 1821)
Say Man, Don't go tryin' to put the scare into anyone's, you can't be treatin' folks likes little chil'rens. Sh*t! If you tried swoopin' down on me on some dark night, I'd pull that .38 outa my back pocket and bust a cap in yo ass Ha-Ha!
--mudbone--
hey chill u know dat fool was jus tryin 2 scare ppl but he's da stupid one. we all know la lachusa is true but he ain't gotta go round tryna scare ppl lk dat! alratos i'm out!
Ever Since my parents and I moved into the house wee currently live in strange things have happend such as me seeing what looked like the grim reaper standing over me and my dad. I have also had very frequent dreams of me being surrounded by coffins in a long flowing evening gown. I am only 15 so it is pretty weird to see a picture of me waking up in a coffin then rising out of the coffin when I hear somebody say come out it's all right the dreams went on for a while then stopped but I still have them ocassionaly if anybody can tell me why please e-mail me at babygirlbreeze@yahoo.com am I dreaming of my former life or is it just the ghost in my house trying to tell me something?
Ever Since my parents and I moved into the house wee currently live in strange things have happend such as me seeing what looked like the grim reaper standing over me and my dad. I have also had very frequent dreams of me being surrounded by coffins in a long flowing evening gown. I am only 15 so it is pretty weird to see a picture of me waking up in a coffin then rising out of the coffin when I hear somebody say come out it's all right the dreams went on for a while then stopped but I still have them ocassionaly if anybody can tell me why please e-mail me at babygirlbreeze@yahoo.com am I dreaming of my former life or is it just the ghost in my house trying to tell me something?
a long time a go my older sister witch is now 18 (im 10 now)was having her 16th birthday she had alot of preasents and was opping them her boy friend was there and all her and my cheerleading friends were there sounds like your ordanary b-day right
well it was but once all the people left(other then the ones who were spending the night)i thought i heard someone yell "get away from me" it sounded like it was coming from down stairs. well i went and told my sister that i had heard a voice she said "your just hearing things" i said "you are probley right i mean the night be for hallowen just hearing things"
well i went back to bed i heard it again but this time it sounded like a mas voice and it said are you having fun yet but he said it in a mean foice
i ran to my sisters room and said "i am not hearing things the guy aske someone or something if they were having fun"
so she came to my room and she heard it to it was coming from down stairs !!
my sister ran down stairs with me at her heals she turnd on the light nothing but when we came back up stairs there was under ware on my bed not mine not hers not my friends not even moms
we went to tell mom she told us to go to bed and that she would see in the morning
when she wolk up i rushed her to my room and showed her my bed and were me and rachel found the under ware nothing was there
me and my sis did a little research we learnd that a girl was raped and killed in that very room my room!
and gust to think i slept there !!
hi this is started when i was a little girl i used to see little white things flying inside my house then when i was 20 i began to see a young man living in my room walking and claiming the stairs at night then i started to have dreams about this man laughing and talking to me that he will not let me go or let me get married..i was so afraid but i did not know what to do..recently we moved to another house i felt free because i finally got rid of the ghost....
im 24 now,i started to hear and feel the presence of some one else besides me when im alone then last week i had a dream about a young man who lives in the house and also watching me..
i don't know what to do why do i see such thing ..
its really makes me feel that im different of the others
ok so one night i was siting at home waching a movie on the second floor the movie sucked so i turned it off.i walked into
my room and saw a man looking strate at me so i froze and called
my 16 year old sister emily who told me to stop being silly and to go to bed.but later i got thursty so i was walking down stairs when someone shoved me down them.i just had a fe bruses
so i got up and looked up to see emily smile and ran into her room.so i ran up stairs and asked emily why she pushed me down the stairs but then i remebered that she had a cast on her foot and we did'nt have cruches.that scared me so bad.so the next day
my mom was at work dad to.just me and my sister and her backstarted hurting so looked at it and saw scrach markes from what looked like cat claws but we did'nt have a cat.after that my sister got werid every sunday she would watch a movie all by herself and if anyone interupted she word hit them and would not stop until they left.i tryed everything to calm her down but it did'nt work. so after awhile she stoped.
you know that movie called nightmere on elm street?well i live on elm and trust me my house is hunted.down the street someone comited suisied but i think he was killed by a ghost.So one day I was at my house alone i was walking past the kichen when a pot fell of the top of the frige when no one was nere it asnd almost hit my 16 year old sister.then later that next i was in the bathroom on the second floor i openend the door and there was a girl about my age in a big dress flowting above the stairs going to the first floor then she disaperied.i ran down stairs so fast that i almost fell then once in my room with the door shut i got dressed for bed right as i sat down in bed i saw a men with the darkest angeyest face i had ever seen.standing right by my bed he stayed there for awile thenwas gone but thats when it happend my closet door flew open but the scary part was that it had a lock and i had locked it befire i sat down. then my door just started vibrating very hary that one of the things on my bulitin bord fell off and it was glass i had to make a dive to get it. i openend my door and walked though the hallway but stoped at the kichen because i saw the man from my bedroom walking towords me. i was so scared cuz. it flash then not be there and aper 2 feet closer to me .i wanted to leve but i could'nt because as long as my my parens did'nt ee any thing then would not leave and they still havent so i'm stuck on elm street until i move out.
What my family and I have experienced while l iving in our house
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To begin with when we first bought the house it needed alot of renovation. Basically we had to gut the house and totally redue the inside. While we were remodeling the house we were able to go ahead and put up fencing so that we could bring in some farm animals. I had always wanted a place out in the country where I could have some farm animals. The house was located in another school district and town from where we were currently living. When the new school year started we just had our children attend what was going to be thier new school. We would just get up early and drive them the 45 minutes it took to get there. This way when the new house was finished and we moved in the kids would already be attending the school. Each day the kids would get off the bus at the new house where we would all be working on getting the remoldeling done. The kids would be responsible for feeding all the farm animals. In the winter time it would become dark early and sometimes the kids were still trying to get the animals all fed and watered and it was dark before they could finish. I remember that my son who was about 8 years did not want to have to go under the house into the crawl space to turn on the water for watering the animals if it was dark. Even though he had a flashlight he just did not want to go under the house after dark. He would come out from under the house and he was shaking and you could see fear in his eyes..He never said anything about it or what scared him he just went on about his business and hurried as fast as he could. Then one day we get a call from my sons teacher who ask if we could come in to discuss a concern she had with my son. When we arrived she took us outside the classroom into the hall you could tell she was rattled and alittle shaken about what she was about to tell us. She said that she happened to overhear a conversation that our son was having with someother boys in his class about an old man and 2 kids who were down in the crawl space at his house and how the old man had given him a liter and told him to us it to burn something with. My son did indeed have a liter on him and where he got it is unexplanable neither my husband nor I smoke and we had no liters at the house. Let me tell you this had the teacher alittle scared and it explained why he was reacting the way he did about going under the house at night. Well, a few weeks later my sister came over she had never been to my new place at all and she started up the staircase, all at once she stopped came right back down said she had to leave the house immediately. I followed her outside she was shaking. She said she could sense ghost in the house. She said there was an old man and he sat in my sons room in a chair staring out the window. She was shaken and never would go back inside the house. To this day she has never again gone back inside. Now I myself have had some experiences to. When I use to be home alone at night and go out to the barn to feed the animals I would look up at the window upstairs in the loft of the house and I could see a ghostly figure standing in the window. A few times I saw a ghostly figure of a woman accending the staircase to the loft. Another experience is the voices I would here at night coming from the livingroom. I could not make out what they were saying but I knew it was not the tv it was off and everyone else was sleeping. Come to find out my daughter (who even though she had a room up stairs sleeps on the couch ) was hearing them to. I can not remember how the conversation came up just that my daughter was never going to tell anyone about the voices because she thought everyone would think she was crazy. I asked if she knew what they were saying she said no. I then asked if she could see them but she stated she did not remove the covers to look she was to afraid. Here lately in the middle of the night my daughters little dog that sleeps with her at night will look up at the staircase and start barking like she sees or hears something. My daughter told me the other day that sometimes at night when she is sleeping all of a sudden she will feel someone tugging at her foot. I guess I should do some research of the house and the land it is on. I do keep my tv on at night now because I really do not want to hear the voices at night .
I had just gotten married and my husband and I were just back from our honeymoon.We were in the process of building a new home so while we were waiting for the house to be finished we moved in with my husbands grandmother. She had a very large two story house and lived by herself.It was like the second night there and it was probably around 2:00 a.m. my husband had been asleep for about 1/2 hour and I had just started to dose off when all at once I heard what sounded like the sound of men working at on train tracks. Then I hear someone walking into the room with what sounded like big heavy working boots. I could actually feel a presence and was so afraid I covered my head up. I was actually terrified. The sound of the foot steps came closer until they sounded like they were standing right by my bedside. I still remained under the covers but I could feel a presence and it felt like they were staring right at me. It seemed like an eternity went by then the sounds went away and the foot steps sounded as if someone was leaving the room. It took me a few minutes to get up enough courage to take the covers off of my head and look. Of course, there was no one there. I then awoke my husband, who immediately could tell that I was scared to death. I could only get out someone had been in the house and he jumped to his feet put on his pants grabbed a gun and went searching for an intruder. Of course, there was no one there. After he returned and gave the all clear I proceeded to tell him the whole story. I let him know that the intruder was not real. After describing the sound of the train tracks and the heavy boots my husband immediately knew who it was. When my husband was a little boy his grandfather passed away. I guess he worked on the train tracks and wore heavy boots. I never knew this at all we had never discussed his grandfather before. I guess his grandfather had just come to pay me a visit and check out who his grandson had married. I know one thing he sure scared me to death. I never had anymore encounters with him after that. I guess he approved. At least I hope so .
When I was younger just out of highschool and still in the dating croud I started dating this guy whom I had met a couple of times when he was still seeing another girl...Well, to get the story going, one night I decided to drive over and visit with my then boyfriend and spend some time with him..He lived in the town next to where I lived about 30 minute drive from where I lived. I stayed over at his house until around 11:00 p.m. and then headed home. My boyfriend had requested that I call him the minute I got home so he knew I got home safely. Well, as I turned off on to the country road heading towards my house (now I must tell you this was in the dead of winter , so the windows were all up and the heater was on) all of a sudden there was a very cold breeze go by me...Of course, I immediately start looking for an open window and they were all closed up tight.Then all at once a really strong smell of peanutbutter penetrated my car..Then I look over at the passengers seat and it had dipped down as if someone was sitting in it. I could feel a presence was in the car with me but could not see or hear anyone. I was scared to death.I do not think I had ever driven home so fast in my life.Right before I turned off onto the road I lived on the cold breeze goes by me again and the strong smell of peanutbutter went away and the passenger seat came back up like whoever was sitting there had left. Well, I called my boyfriend as soon as I got inside the house and came to my senses and he immediately new who it was. I guess his grandfather who he had been very close to had died 2 years before this and all he had been able to eat for a year before he died was peanutbutter.This was not the last encounter I would have with his grandfather either. About 2 weeks later I was sitting at home in the middle of the afternoon at the kitchen table pealing potatoes when my boyfriend called and we ended up having an arguement over the phone. Well, about 5 minutes after I hung up with him as I am sitting at the kitchen table pealing potatoes the chair across the table from me lifts up and slams back down on the floor and while this if going on I could smell peanutbutter really strong. This was enough for me and I decided the best thing to do was just to end the relationship with this guy because I felt his grandfather was not going to leave me alone.
This is a set of stories connected to an area in Nottingham called Carlton Hill. Some of these stories have happened to me personally and others have happened to friends and also people I have came across during my research. I am a paranormal researcher and after a ghost sighting in Blockbuster Video on Carlton hill, I decided to research the Carlton hill area for ghost sightings and happenings. On top of Carlton hill is a decent enough sized shopping area and many of the places here have ghost tales. While in Blockbuster Video, I was searching for a DVD with my girlfriend when all of a sudden we felt an intense coldness creeping around us. We both noticed it and as we were looking for a natural draft, we noticed a grey misty form floating out from a staff door. This mist suddenly developed into an unmistakable form of a monk. It vanished after a few seconds. We forgot about picking a DVD and hastily made our way out the store. A few days later we decided to return to the video store to enquire about what we saw. We asked the staff who seemed baffled as to what we had seen. They said they had experienced nothing to do with ghosts and hauntings but one female member of staff did say she felt some odd things in the back room (where the monk had come from). So to this day the ghostly monk of Blockbuster video remains a mystery.
Another location where I had an experience was the Top Spot nightclub on Carlton Hill. While playing pool in there one night with friends, I felt something push me violently from behind. One female member of staff (who has since quit her job) told me that she and other people often saw the ghost of a evil looking man near the pool area.
Another place located on Carlton Hill is the Toby Jug Pub. It was in here that a friend of mine felt a hand grab her wrist in the ladies bathroom. She said it was definately a male's hand and that the grip was very strong and violent.
On the main Carlton hill itself a tall man has been seen floating down the road, in between the Indian Prince Restaurant and the bookmakers. Witnesses have told me he has no feet.
The Carlton hill Library is said to harbour the ghost of a little blond girl on the top floor. Many staff members have saw her skipping around the book shelves, only to vanish into thin air.
The Llyods TSB bank is the scene of an odd ghost sighting. Members of staff have called a customer upto their desk. The man, wearing a suit, smiles at the cashier and then slowly disappears into thin air!
A garden for the blind is located on Carlton hill and late at night people passing by have seen strange white floating shapes moving at speed through the garden.
Hope this has given everyone a good read. Any feedback or sightings would be greatly appricieated.
Nothing much really, juss an update through some things.
i went to take a shower 2 nights ago. It was dark and no light anywhere. I went to sut the door that lead to the hall, when i saw this white light strech across the floor. Alarmed, as it dissappeared into darkness, i checked my door, it was closed. The computer in the next room, the moitar was shut off. I had this overwelming feeling that something was wrong. It freaked me out. All i wanted to do was hid....but ive gotten that feeling alot latly....ive grown use to it and had to just to start ignoring it.
lately, i've been getting freaked out on my stairs. But ive refused to run. i just try deep breaths....but this feeling. its heavy. its intesting. when i have that certain feeling on the stairs, the feeling that has led me to believe the portal under my stairs is open, i get a rush of emotion, not my emotions and i can hear voice (I am NOT crazy) its a fast, slurred talk, like ppl are wizzing by you. you feel pressured and you can almost not breath...almost get sufficated b/c of it. its supernatural and unworldly. its something that ANYONE who is sensitve would love to expirence. my hairs stick up whenever it happens and ts almost hard to break awy, sort of like a trance, b/c when it gets to be to much, ill feel dizzy and my head wll begin to hurt.
as amazing as this is, something disturbs me....in the back, while this is happening, someone begins to scream, its almost ear shattering. that is proably the main reason why i break away and get away from the stairs. b/c when i get off the staris, the scream, and all the voices stop.
also, less then a month ago, i began to wake up with scratches on my arms. they arent deep. its like fingernails skimming the top enough to bleed. but my nails cant do that. i bite my nails (very BAD habit) and just a couple of nights ago, i woke up with some on my feet as well. i have faded scars from wear i was scratched, which is weird, since it was such a small scratch to begin w/ and also i put cream on it every night.
okay, thats good enough....over the past months, SOMEONE has just loved to turn my TV off...(a couple times on) and mess with some of the lights in my room....but they feel calm....so im alright with that....but the thing in the hallway made me very uneasy.
A few years ago I was living with my friend in an apartment and I had a little puppy. At night when my friend was out and I was at home alone, I would lay on the couch and watch t.v. The dining room would be behind me. Every once in a while my puppy would stare into the dining room and bark. When I looked back I could see nothing, not even a little bug. One time at night I woke up and as soon as I looked to my right I noticed a small cloaked creature run and disappeared right into the wall. I new I wasn't asleep because my dreams are always very hazy and this was very clear. So clear that I could see the pattern in the cloak. From then on I slept on one of our couches. A few weeks later my friend came running out of her room in a screaming panic because she saw something. She was very freaked out. She said she woke up and there was a sort of cerature on the end of her bed that looked like a 2 or 3 foot tree trunk with tentacles that moved very slowly and slapped against the bed. She threw the blanket over it and that's when she got me. I went in to check it out and she was so scared that she wouldn't come in with me. I flipped the blanket over and it wasn't there. She, from then on, also slept in the living room. All I can think of is at that time we were reading a lot of the Bible and prophecy books and something was trying to detur us. I don't know. I know many times when I was in the bathroom of that same apartment I would see something white pass by the doorway.
One other thing happened to me last year. I am living with my boyfriend now and last year when he worked nights strange things would happen when I was home alone. On a friday night around 10 pm (This happened several Friday nights in a row at 10pm) my dog would stare at the ceiling between the dining room and the kitchen. Then he would bark uncontrollably and I couldn't get him to stop. I would get scared and leave. This happened several times. One time my dog was sitting in my lap and his head started moving back and forth and he was staring as if something was being waved in front of his face. I left and didn't come home until my boyfriend did. I told him that I think there are some ghosts that are taunting my dog for fun. So one day I looked up at the ceiling and said, "Quit messing with my dog! You are scaring me!" I haven't heard from them since.
A long time ago my mother had a rocking chair when she was in nursing school and she had reconstructed it the way it looked the two ends looked like they were staring at you.I was so terrified of it I was little then and I at night I use to see an elderly white woman wearing a navy blue dress with a white shawl draped around her I use to see this lady every night and she would just sit there rocking in it staring at me.My mother finally gave it away she never understood why I was so terrified of that chair until I told her a few years later why I was afraid of the rocking chair if my mother had kept it I would probaly been less scared but I can't say on that.To this day I would never keep a rocking chair in my house at all.I was a little girl when all this happened when I told my mom about it she started to understand she's not into ghosts but I tell her just because she's not into the paranormal that doesn't mean strange things don't occur because they do the house we in is inhabitant by a spirit but(he)don't always make noise the only time he makes noise is when he knocks something down like if the pictures fall of the wall or objects in the kitchen fall over by themselves.
One late evening, I was wide awake, not being able to sleep at all. I had my bedroom door open, and across the hall was the bathroom where my new pet kitten was sleeping on the rug by the shower. An hour or so passed, still I could not sleep. I then heard a wierd noise through the still darkness of the hallway. I quickly sat up, and tried to adjust my eyes vision into the dark hallway.
I thought maybe the cat had awoken, and was clawing at the floor mat, or a towel. becuase something had made an awful tearing, ripping sound.
I got out of bed to investigate, and went across the hall to the bathroom. I turned the light on, and stuck my head in to have a look. I noticed the cat, fast asleep on the rug. So if the noise didn't come from the bathroom? then from where? and if not the cat, then who made that eerie sound?
I left the light on in the bathroom, and closed the door just enough to allow a small ray of light to come through. I walked around checking the house for any intruder. I found nothing out of the ordinary.
When I went back to my room, I noticed the light from the bathroom placed a narrow path along my bedroom wall. I got back into bed, after the recent incident, I found myself even more restless, and unable to sleep. I had turned over, on my side to face the wall, just as I was looking at the light's path along the wall, I noticed a shadow, in the form of a small woman. It looked like a little old lady, but I noticed it appeared to float instead of bob up and down as when someone is actualy walking with their feet on the ground. I jumped out of bed, and went looking for the intruder...I turned on every light in the house, and went through every closet, pantry, and cubbard. Nothing! nobody! I stayed awake the rest of the night, and the next morning I had a shocking surprise. One of the spare bedroom closets were ransacked. and every piece of clothing that was on the hangers were piled up on the closet floor. and every item on the shelf was thrown onto the floor as well. I couldn't understand it, I checked the entire house, all doors and windows were locked. and any place that someone could possibly hide, was hiding no one.
To this day, I know what I had seen on that bedroom wall of mine, and unto this day, I still ask myself..."What the hell was it?"...
--adam--
There once stood an abandoned house out in the country. The house was built sometime before the 19th century. and stood abandoned since the late 1940's. If the walls of that old house could talk, the stories they would tell.
It's original owners must have been pretty proud of thier little farmhouse. Becuase legend, or local folklore as it's better known. Has it that early in the wee hours of the morning, lights from lamps could be seen illuminating through the windows of that old house. Even though nobody was known to reside there anymore. This sort of thing went on for decades. Then, one day, people began to notice something else, something odd about the little farmhouse at the side of that once lonesome, two-lane country highway. Flowers, fresh flowers, and fresh flower petals would be seen placed in planters, or scattered on the front porch.
How those flowers got there, or who put them there every morning, nobody was ever able to explain it. The last time anything unusual was known to take place was back in the mid 1990's. Soon after, the county bought the property and bulldozed everything to make way for highway expansion. But maybe it was the spirits of the owners of that home. They must have loved their little house too much to ever leave it. Which brings me to believe that love, no matter how great or small, love lasts forever....
---For Sammi---
I am a new father, my son is five months old and we just started him sleeping in his own room we live in a two bedroom apartment. The first couple of days were smooth and he slept in his crib no problem. One night my wife got up at 3:30 am to him screaming I slept through it and she expressed to me in the morning how weird it was for he never did that before. I figured he woke up scared at the new surroundings so I brushed it off.
The next night I woke up and had to go to the bathroom when I got back in my bedroom I heard a whisper through the baby monitor say "Hello!" I thinking someone was in my son's room ran downstairs to his room to see what was going on. I opened the door to his room I was hit by a cold breeze. I walked over to him and picked him up he was crying and his hands were ice cold. I brought him back to our room and put him in his bassinette.
The next evening I was in school and my wife put him down for a nap in his crib. She was sitting in the next room on the computer when she heard him scream very loudly. When she ran to get him she saw a figure standing over the crib and the mobile was playing, she freaked and grabbed him and ran upstairs.
Things have been quiet recently I will keep you guys posted if something else happened.
Hello Phil, hope all is well with you these days. I enjoyed your story, and also am a strong believer of ghostly hauntings. I've been away from this site, but I remember several of your past stories that you have shared with us here on this site. I wish you and your family well Phil. And maybe we'll all have the honor of reading from you once again soon.
--adam--
I in my younger days would take apprenitces to an outward bound centre.
When i arrived the leaving instructer told me that his party around seven or eight years of age were sleeping in the roof dormatry. However when they left they all chippped in to buy a present for the lady who tucked them all up in bed at night....................................their was no lady that tucked them up!
The house i live in is haunted that i post up in oct
by stacey
I'm writing to tell that. I told spririts to go away. I never experince nothing else . It stopped for few months. Then started back up again. It got quiet till HERE LATELY AGAIN. Right after we had bad lightening storm 2 weeks ago. Since then. Things been happening i can't explain. The first very thing happen was . I was sitting in the living room watching tv around 1am i couldn't sleep. When my living room door started creeping open slowly like someone at the door was opening it slowly. I jump up and said, who is it? no answer. So i went to the door no one was there and there was no wind , breeze outside it was calm. And my door is made out metal and shuts good.After i shut door locked it.I sit back down watch my movie when my radio come on by it's self. I reached unplug the cord to the radio. and i figure my mind playing tricks on me theres logic reason radio come on maybe alarm was set and maybe door wasn't close all away, is what i was hoping. Than i heard a big popping sound like a balloon popping . i looked around Nothing ,,,, i layed back on couch hoping movie put me asleep i fell sleep on the couch when i was woke up to blanket flying off me to the floor. I know i WASN'T dreaming that i saw it do that. That happen 2 weeks ago since then things happening . I can't explain except. also my mother called me , telling me come up her house she been having experinces after mine own had stopped here at home, that she saw white figure floating by her car outside while she was looking into security t.v camera recorder. she was scared thats not like her. she lives 15 mile away from me. Since i went up to her house and looked and saw the white floating thing on her moniter. and come home just day after, This thing happen with door opening up i was telling you all about... my question is can ghosts travel from house and back to mine? the night it storm bad is night my mom was spooked about figure we both saw it wasn't lightening it was a huge cloud figure standing long time beside her car then went up to sky dissapear., now i'm expernceing strange things again. could it be dead family member? something went from her house to mine? or from my house to hers and come back ?or what? anyways its creepy. any one have ideal, i love know on here please. i swear i am not crazy. just spooked out.
My story takes place back in 1989 and alot of really crazy things happened to me that year. But, I had gone home really early that night and I wasn't really that tired, so I decided to try and get some sleep anyway. Well, as I was slowly drifting off to sleep I heard a, kind of popping noise. So, I raised up to see what it was and in the corner of my room I could see what was like a figure of somebody crouching down. I pulled the curtain back to see if someone was in my room, nothing! As I passed it off as my imagination, the next few nights kind of proved me wrong. There on the other side of my dresser was once again this figure crouched down again. This continued for about, I guess, a couple of weeks or so, when one night I felt something shake my bed. As I woke up I could see this figure of what looked like a very big man gripping my ankles! I tried to sit up but I couldn't. All I could do is ask this thing what it wanted? It just stood straight up, stepped back and vanished! Now I know it sounds completely nuts and irrational. But I swear to almighty God, this is a true story. And the only other time I ever saw it has been written in my story, "the stranger among the tombs." Check it out and let me know what you think?
Click to listen to Dewitt Wyatt read the story as you follow the text.
In 1886, Edward Shue and his first wife lived in a cabin on Rock Camp Run, in Pocahontas County, West Virginia. Shue was a young man with a strong, well-built body. He was also a bully who beat his wife. Shue's first wife finally divorced him while he was in the penitentiary for stealing a horse.
On the third and fourth nights, Zona told her mother how she had been murdered by her husband, Edward Shue! "He came that night from the shop and seemed angry. I told him supper was ready and he then began to chide me because I had prepared no meat. I replied there was plenty, bread and butter, apple sauce, preserves and other things that made a good supper. He flew into a rage, got up and came toward me. When I raised up, he seized each side of my head with his hands and by a sudden wrench dislocated my neck."
