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doll:thesmart bitch
by sissy
okay rigth now something weird happen but it was about 6 hours ago so any way i was in the attic and i was putting away my dolls they are not new they were hand me downs as i put then away i herd dumping noises from the box i was putting it away in i did not want to open it so i slowly walked backwards and fell down the stairs (owwww)the doll would'nt stop i thougth i was imagining the whole thing but my mom said she hears it too now its morning and the doll is next to me smiling and she never smiles!!!!!!!! if anyone knows why this is possible please help cause the doll is now totally following me even if i close my door she opens it (smart bitch)
well i have been up late tonite reading all of these stories and here is what i think: i think that some of us are "sensitive" and that it runs in families. My mom, dad, and most of their brothers and sisters have all told me "ghost stories" from their lives. and it seems that I meet other "sensitives" everywhere i go. I always manage to end up talking about supernatural stuff w/ people..even strangers. Some stories are bone-chilling...mine are scary just because they are strange and it's something we have kind of been taught to fear through movies and stuff. But i think it follows me around and i am trully a sensitive because it doesn't just happen in this old house. I lived in my own apartment for almost 2 yrs in a huge apartment complex that couldn't have been more than 20yrs old or so. and one nite i was listening to music on my alarm clock radio when it just shut itself off. i knew someone else was there. that happened a few times. Now I am living back with my folks for a little while. and the other nite as i was trying to fall asleep i kept hearing this tapping in my room somewhere. i sat up to listen harder and it stopped. i layed back down, got quiet and it started again. i got up turned on the light and it stopped. i thought it might be my fan blowing something around but i could not find any explanation. My big rottweiler sleeps in my room everynite (because i don't like to be in here alone) but he was out cold and not making even the slightest movement. so i just ignored it and tried to fall asleep real fast. the other day i was visiting my friend who lives in a loft apartment over a garage that used to be a barn and her apartment was the place that the stableman lived in (her place is behind a big old mansion that use to be a farm) now she believes and isn't scared but told me her place was haunted. i was over there visiting w/ my mom and i went into the bathroom. as i was in there the light flickered and i thought, old house that's all, then it happened again and i started getting my pants buttoned when the light went all the way off and it was pitch black in there and i was freaked out! i started yelling for my mom or mel to come open the door and turn the light back on when it came back on by itself then flickered and went off again...i bolted into the living room w/ my pants 1/2 buttoned all scared and they were like "omg..what's wrong?!!" and i said "didn't u guys hear me yelling" and they said they didn't hear anything at all. now this is a tiny little apartment in an old house w/ thin walls. there is no way they couldnt have heard me. it was too weird. when i told them what happened in the bathroom...mel just nodded and said it happens to her too. I have tons of stories to tell...i have had experiences all my life. My mom said that when i was just a little baby sleeping in a crib at the foot of her bed..she woke up in the middle of the nite to find a ghost of a woman (or maybe an angel) floating over my crib looking at me. she tried to scream and get up to get me but something was holding her down and she fought with it to get up.when she finally got up she grabbed me and ran downstairs hollering for anyone. she was alone in the house. everyone else was outside. it seems that that nite one of the horses had gotten caught in some barbed wire and mangled itself trying to get out. everyone else was trying to save the horse while my mom was trying to save me!
My parent's house is over 100 years old and many things have happened here that cannot be explained or ignored. Recently my brother, his girlfriend, and I were standing in the kitchen talking when all of a sudden one little plastic child's dish came up out of the drain board and hit the floor right in front of us. there was no way it could have fallen out..it had to jump up and fly off the counter. we all saw it happen right in front of our eyes. Another time I was hangin with my little brother in the living room late at nite and he was trying to scare me b/c we were talking about all of the weird stuff that happens here when he said "check it out..the ghost responds to me" and i said something like please don't acknowledge it, and he says "if ur there..show us a sign" and right then there was a huge crash in the kitchen like tons of plates had fallen and broken all over the floor. When we finnally got up the nerve to go investigate nothing was disturbed in the kitchen at all an there was nothing that could have caused that noise. But the most scary and obvious thing that i saw happened in the room that i am the most scared of. Our dining room is right between the living room and the kitchen and when i was younger i would run through there because it made me feel like someone was chasing me. But on nite my older brother and i were talking in the kitchen and as i was backing out of the room i turned around real quick in the dining room and this big dark shadow of a man was standing right behind me. it happened so fast and was so real that i thought my dad was standing behind me waiting to scare me...but it was just a shadow...a real ghost. but i kind of blinked and it was gone. I could write a book about all of the things that have happened here. i sometimes can't fathom how some people don't believe in ghosts. They are so real...I have seen them.
This really happened to me...It's as true as it comes. I have always heard the story about a man that jumps in back seat of your car as you drive down a long old road to go to a lake I live near. The story that I heard is he was in a car wreck and got killed there many years ago. That in fact he gets in back seat and doesn’t say a word till you drive to the end of road and then he disappears.
Anyhow I have never believed in the supernatural before. Last year, on July 10th the day this guy died my friends and I were bored. They said let's go to the lake and go swimming. I said Okay. So as we were heading to the road to the lake my friend Joey said, Ewww Sue, you’re in the back seat he's going get you! I said, I don’t believe in that stuff. AND they laughed saying today's 10 years ago since he died. I said, Joey it takes more than that to scare me. But I was acting like it didn’t bother me but in reality I was getting chills. It was so scary on that dirt road and there were woods on both sides of the road. And there were just the three of us. Me and my two best friends Joey and Shelly. And Joey’s car wasn't the most reliable car in the world, it always over heats and then it stops running. But he said that he had worked on it that day and was sure he fixed it but the truth was it had smoke steaming from the front of the hood. The road seemed like it would never end.
We finally reached the lake, at that point I forgot about being scared earlier on. I got an inner tube and went into the lake; I started floating on the water. My friends were also swimming and laughing we were having alot of fun. Time seemed to fly and the sky started to turn dark, fast and we started hearing thunder in the distance and we saw streaks of lightning in the sky. No one ever said anything about a thunderstorm just that it might rain later on that night. I was cursing to myself that’s my luck! Now it's getting dark, it's storming and on top of everything plus Joey’s car acts up. I now wished I had stayed home.
It started raining down hard so I grabbed the inner tube while the other 2 started running back to the car. We waited in the car hoping that the rain would die down and it did. But by now it's so dark outside and being in the woods made it darker. The only time you could see your hand in front of your face was when a streak of lightning lit up the black sky. I didn't want to sit in the back seat; I had the chills running up and down my spine. I asked Shelly to trade places with me because I wanted to sit up front she said; No way she’s getting back there. So we started arguing and finally Joey said, Stop it I can't drive with you two arguing. It's hard to see drive as it is. Just then I looked towards the woods and saw two shiny eye's glaring in the woods. So I jumped in front seat, then Joey said, Someone’s going have get in the back because he can’t drive. I said to Joey let me drive I drive well in the rain he said, Thank you.
Finally he got in back seat I said to my self THANK GOODNESS. I have never been so scared of things like this but I had this feeling someone was watching me from the woods. Like the two eye's I saw. We were getting closer on our way out of this road. We got a little bit up the road, Joey was in the back seat sleeping and Shelly was also asleep in the front seat. I was only one awake. I looked in the mirror to wipe my soaked blonde hair out of my eyes. When I saw two glaring eyes looking directly at me from the back seat. It was a man with horrible eyes and he had a white face, stone cold with no expression he was sitting right next to Joey who was still asleep. I slammed on the brakes causing Joey to fall on the floor he said, what the... before he finished his sentence he started screaming AH!!!!!! Help! I looked at the back the man was still there. I pulled over and we all ran out of the car. About that same time a ranger was driving by. We flagged him down and we lied and told him our car had broken down. He took us home and we were all relieved to be off of that road. Joey went to pick up his car next day. In the back seat Joey found a man's glove that wasn't there before and since that day when we get bored we go in the pool!
I WAS SLEEPING IN MY BED AND I SAW SOME THING IN THE HALL. IT SEEMED TO BE A WHITE FLOATING FROM. I WAS SO SCARED I WENT UNDER THE COVERS AND WHEN I WOKE UP IN THE MORNING MY MOM FOUND ONE OF MY TEA CUP SMASHED ON THE GROUND. LATER I FOUND MY BEAR ON MY DESK FLIPED OVER THIS SCARED SO MUCH!
me talking to my doll witha good heart2 evil exsits
by Anonymous
ok last time i posted 'me talking to my doll with a good heart" well my doll that i still have was moving again but it was'nt the same spirit instead the doll just turned her head and giggle alot it sounded really evil the freakin doll would'nt shut up i took the damn doll and threw it in the closest and knowing that was'nt a good idea she started to bang on the door i was so afraid like never before so i prayed for her stop and try contacting my spirit that was in my doll before she told me to go into the bathroom and chant bloody mary,i was really scared to chant her name so i did and i saw her omg i was so scared i think i almost lost my voice screaming,bloody mary didn't kill me as you all know she told me to bring the doll to her so when i did the doll started floating b.m(bloody mary) took the evil spirit out of my doll and then dissapeared and i took the doll and she just turned into dustexcept for the dress i had a dream one nigth i started to have a conversation with my spirit and started laughing the next morning i wake up and my brother is laughing at me saying did u have a good dream cause i was smiling in my sleep lol.
Ok I am 17 years old now. When I was about 15 or 16 years old me and my best friend started to get into witch craft. at the time I was scared of bloody mary. but she got me to do the thing. and then We went into the bath room and said bloody mary 20 times and looked in the mirror and I saw her. She had black hair red green eyes. and her hair was long. all she did was look at me. Then I blinked and The room started geting smaller and I herd her say "You will always be safe" then dissaperd and the door unlocked to this day every time I see her she says the same thing..
One night i went ghost hunting with my cousin, aunt, dad, and stepmom. We started walking down the road in the Copperton Cemetary, and my dad went off on his own about 10 feet away from us and my stepmom and aunt were walking together about 7 feet away from me and my cousin cuz we stopped and looked at 2 little kids graves and all of a sudden something hit me in the back and it felt like a dirtclog and my cousin was in front of me and i asked him did you just throw something at me and he said how could i throw something at you if im in front of you and then i said well something just hit me in the back and then i looked behind me and nothing was there so me and my cousin took off runing and said something just hit me in the back and i started crying cuz it was the first time anything like this has happened to me and i was freaked out bad!!! So we all walked back to the cars and i took off my jacket and lifted up my shirt and my cousin and aunt saw a red mark on my back but when my dad and stepmom looked they saw nothing. Well about 1 week later we went back to that same cemetary only this time it was me my other cousin my dad, stepmom, aunt, and grandma and we walked down that road and i started to get a really sick feeling. It was something that scared me bad and a scary expirence.
okay this is a true story i am 13 turning 14 and i have a doll that my grandmother's mom gave to her that she gave to me at 4 years old,now when i was 4 years old i used to play with it and talk to it and it talked back i used to think it had a speaker in it so i was'nt scared as the years went by i started to discover alot of things,that dolls dont talk back and say random things so i was like freaked out, when i was 10 years old in checked my doll for batteries and there was nothing,my doll turned it's head and said dont worry im your friend you can always talk to me,i was getting the idea that she knew i was afraid of her.my doll can move on it's own it can shed tears if she gets cut she bleeds which is even more frigthing,one day my mom walked by and heard me talking to my doll,she came in and said arent you a little too old to be playing with dolls and my doll was stupid enough to talk rigth back,and my mom went screaming to her room my doll looks at me and and says what,but then i said to her maby i am to old to be playing with dolls now you migth be thinking the feelings of a doll that is possessed migth want to kill me but did not instead she said okay but promise we can still be friends then this ligth opened and her spirit came out and she said thankyou. your greatgrandmother and grandmother have showned me so much kindness and u too, something my family never gave me so just like that she was gone after that i started to cry cause i was not afraid of her all i have left of in the doll that i will allways cherish forever and now im turning fourteen i still have the doll but my mom does'nt know but she sometimes comes in my dreams to protect me from nigthmares and she's my angel to watch over me and this is a true story i never lie never!
I am Danielle. i am 14. Shady lop was a large lop eared rabit that i loved more than my own life. he was the runt of the litter, but what he lacked in size he made up for in attitued. he thumped at anything. his life was sadly taken from him when he had a seizer. he was almost two.
he may have left the body, but he didn't leave me!
when i was 12, i had a dream. shady told me to sculpt him and to put him on a lego stair case. i did. then he said to leave the room and close the door. i did. my cousins said they wanted to go to the pool. after 7 hours of 'too cold!!!', i went home. shady was gone![the statue.]
when he died, we got a rex called Amber. i had a nother dream. shady said my parents were getting divorced. they did. he then told me to give Amber to my mom. i did. she was sooooo happy!
my dad got 2 bunnies named momo & popo. they like to chase an unseen thing[i think its shady]. dad got a hunting dog called Angie. befor we got her, i had another DREAM!
shady said he would be one of Angies pups. he said i should look for a dot under all pups left arms.
I am Danielle. i am 14. Shady lop was a large lop eared rabit that i loved more than my own life. he was the runt of the litter, but what he lacked in size he made up for in attitued. he thumped at anything. his life was sadly taken from him when he had a seizer. he was almost two.
he may have left the body, but he didn't leave me!
when i was 12, i had a dream. shady told me to sculpt him and to put him on a lego stair case. i did. then he said to leave the room and close the door. i did. my cousins said they wanted to go to the pool. after 7 hours of 'too cold!!!', i went home. shady was gone![the statue.]
when he died, we got a rex called Amber. i had a nother dream. shady said my parents were getting divorced. they did. he then told me to give Amber to my mom. i did. she was sooooo happy!
my dad got 2 bunnies named momo & popo. they like to chase an unseen thing[i think its shady]. dad got a hunting dog called Angie. befor we got her, i had another DREAM!
shady said he would be one of Angies pups. he said i should look for a dot under all pups left arms.
Last night a 10:45pm, I was watching Law and Order...well i was just sort of listening while I was getting ready 4 bed. So, aneways, I was listening intenly while i went into the actual part of my bathroom to get my toothbrush out of my shower. As I began to reach, I heard a click and then silence. No more Law and Order, I approch the main part of my room, first walking past my other sink and then I walking in the main part of my room, standing in the entrance of my walk way staring at the TV that was now off. I scanned the room. My cat was in the room. She had stopped ad looked at my TV. She was standing at the foot of my bed. I glanced on my actually bed and saw my clicker was sitting in the center of 2 piles of pillows, nothing next to the buttons. My cat Belle stared in the area of the TV I sensed something for a moment, but it was only for a sec. Then it was gone and Belle seemed fine. She didn't hiss or anyhting she just hopped on the bed just looking for love. I turned on back on the TV. If it was a power surge, the TV would be on channel 2 or 3, but it was still on channel 10. This was like in 1 in a half minute span. It freaked me out, but I can get myself very calm after things like this, depending on what it is or how it felt. Just a little freaked was all...
when we got back to my gramdma's house we went to my cuz room and start talk about are friend in idaho and the we hear a lound knock on her door and she open and it was only the cat their , and then she shout the the door and didn't even lock it at all and then the knock got londer and then hear we stuff that sound like a toy been throw at it. and then it stop and my aunt open the door and how can she open it. after dinner me and christian took a little walk around the block. When we got back we went outside to play catch .I said did you keep on the light she said no. and said then why is the light on and out of noward the light turn off and was my aunt or gramdma they were upstiar it happen downstair. then we start play catch then i saw these three fight one was a tall man,and other were little one with a knife and other with a mask that scare me half to death. then my aunt told to go downstair to watch a movie and when got down their i got two little bros and cuz got a a big scarp on her arm. when went to to the bedroom i saw two big red eyes in the tv.for another or month me christian went and someone said what are you doing hear in a mean sound then we got outside when hear the same thing but lounder. then around this week on saturday me christian hear someone if you came back here i'm going to hurt really bad.
The Pittsburgh Playhouse is over 100 years old. It has 4 theaters: The Hamlet St. Theater, The Rockwell Theater, The Theater Upstairs, and the Theater Downstairs. Many actors have been through the Playhouse, and according to the Playhouse's staff, and students, some actors haven't left. Yes, There is a troupe of paranormal performers that stay in the building after the lights go out. This band includes, but is not limited to, John Johns, The Lady in White, Weeping Eleanor, Gorgeous George, and The Bouncing Red Meanie (Bouncing Loony).
First of all you should know the Pittsburgh Playhouse has been many things over the years. The Rockwell Theater was a church. A restaurant was once in the basement, it is now used for storage. A bar is in the lobby, but doesn't serve drinks anymore. Behind the bar is a door that leads to a series of catacombs. The dressing rooms were once row houses. And the Theater Upstairs is believed to have once been a brothel.
The first story I will tell involves a prominent Pittsburgh actor, by the name of John Johns. He was an actor at the Playhouse between 1950 and 1960. One night he was at a banquet in the restaurant. During the banquet, he collapsed on the floor, suffering a heart attack. While waiting for an ambulance, a group of men carried him to dressing room number seven. Just as they were entering the threshold, John Johns died. Now, people have heard footsteps climbing the stairs to number seven, never entering, never going back down the stairs.
Some students were backstage in the Hamlet Street Theater, and saw a man in an old fashioned tuxedo checking the sets and props. When the students gave their director a description of the man, it fitted John Johns'. One evening after a performance, the wife of a manager saw a man sitting by himself in the theater. She tried to talk to him, but he didn't respond. Later, she identified him as John Johns, when she saw a picture of him in the archives.
This story also involves a Hamlet Street Theater performer. Here is her tragic tail. Many years ago, an actress was married in the church, and had her reception in the bar in the lobby. During the reception she found out her husband was having an affair with one of the girls from the brothel. The wife was not to happy about this, so she shot her husband, went upstairs to shoot his lover then climbed the stairs to the balcony of the Hamlet St. Theater, and plunged to her death. The wife, who has been named The Lady in White, has been seen walking across the balcony, with her gun still in hand.
Years later a technical director was in the Theater Upstairs fixing the lighting on the stage. While he worked he turned his head and saw a woman dressed in white with her back towards him. As he looked at her, she turned around and aimed a gun at him. He ran out of there and quit his job.
One day a student went into an empty Hamlet Street Theater to take a break from rehearsal. He sat down then looked at the stage. He saw a man dressed in black, dancing with a woman dressed in white. After a few seconds the image vanished. Some now say John Johns has found a friend in the afterlife.
This is an even more tragic tail. This is Weeping Eleanor's story. Years ago, when the dressing rooms were row houses, a fire spread through the houses. Everyone survived except for Eleanor and her daughter. It is said that when it is late at night, someone can be heard crying in one of the dressing rooms, when the door is opened, no one is inside.
Now up, Gorgeous George. First of all, George isn't gorgeous at all. He is a green man with a decaying face. He taps on the window of the costume shop, scaring everyone inside.
I have saved the best story for last. The Bouncing Red Meanie (Bouncing Loony). On Halloween Night 1974, five students stayed in the building late. Their job was to lock up the building, and turn off all the lights, which they did. Then they went onto the stage of the Rockwell and held a séance. They sat so that four of them faced backstage, and one faced the seats. After ten minutes, the four facing backstage saw a man appear. He was dressed all in red, had a worried expression on his face, and was pacing. He went back and fourth, picking up speed as he went, until he lifted off the ground, and bounced off the walls and ceiling. Then every phone in the building rang. The one person facing the seats had a look of terror on her face. The other four turned around slowly, and saw that every seat in the theater was filled with people in turn-of-the-century clothes. The five student ran out of the Playhouse, and individually gave matching descriptions of the events.
I hope you have enjoyed these stories of the Pittsburgh Playhouse on Craft Avenue. I, myself am a student at the Playhouse. Over my five years of classes I have picked up these stories, and even experienced some of the ghosts myself. If you are ever in Pittsburgh and want to try and experience the supernatural, visit the Playhouse, they'll be waiting for you. . .
have yall ever heard of the sobbing lady?? well anyways its a women that crys at night real late. i'v heard that it sounds really really scary. has anyone ever heard that i night?? i know the full story but don't have time to talk about the whole thing. i just want to know if anyone has ever experienced that. i know white people that heard it before. lot people say that its a mexican tale but its true. it been known to be heard in my town real late at night. now come on who would be crying real loud late at night about 2:00 in the morning or later??? scary stuff!! it's made people piss in there pants that i know thats told me the story just cause the way it sounds. FREAKY!!!!!!
yall all heard of the witch bird?? i'v heard many of stories about that and i may have experienced it above me one night. anyways one night me, my cousin, and my girlfriend we outside about 1:30 2:00 in the morning. we were outside chillin, well actually we were arguing about stupid stuff but anyways my cousin happen to look up and he said " what the **** is that?" i looked up and my girlfriend did to. Man i never in my life seen a bird so big. i mean it was huge. looked like a dinasoar back from the past. Really it was huge. we looked at it and and everytime it flapped its wings it would just gain speed in the air. it dissappeared through the dark and never seen it sence than. it was pretty interesting but if that thing swooped down it would of took me with no problem at all maybe even all three of us. i would like to c a pic of one. anyways i always carry my Glock .40 with me at night. maybe i will be a millonaire if i kill one. hahahahaaaa..... do yall think you can kill on??? i really don't know??? i know more about it but don't have time right now so if any question e-mail me.
I have lived in a small town in Ohio all my life. and now believe in ghosts. i lived in this house for 3 years. and had seen things out of the cornor of my eye. but could never see what they were. my youngest daughter is senitive. like my mother, grandmother, and great grandfather.she told me when we first moved there that we had 3 ghosts and i laughed and said ok as long as they are good they can stay. not really believing... any way i was alone in the house sitting at my kitchen table and for some reason i looked towards my bedroom door and a woman about 5 ft 6 walked out of my bedroom and looked at me i couldn't see all of her but i saw her eyes and knew it was a woman. she was as shocked as i was. it was like both of us at the same time were shocked to see one another. my heart jumped but other than that i wasn't scared or i didn't feel threatened.i just sat there for the longest time wondering if i really saw her. as soon as my daughter got home i yelled i saw her i saw her...she smiled and said i told you. she has seen all three. and i believe her.
I feel like I'm in a daze. I can barly breath. I have the fans on in like every room of the house. The air conditioning is practically blasting and i can't seem to make this 'stuffyness' to go away. I was choking a few minutes okay- feeling like I was out of oxygen or just having a lot of trouble breathing in fresh air. This isn't normal. I feel fine outside. Why inside though? Help.
I know this is long, but please hear me out. Dark eyes! Are you there?!
by Nicole
I'm really begining to think I'm sensetive to spirits and such. I've woken up and said out loud, "someone is downstairs, I just know it." I've done this several times. Sometimes when my best friend spent the night, or when i wake up technically alone, w/o any phisical begin in the house other than me. And lately, I've been 'hot' and can barly breath in some cases, feeling closed in, when people feel exactly oppisite. "It's really dark in this room, isn't it?" when I have practically all these lights on. She told me that it was really bright. scale of 0 to 10. 0 begin none and 10 being really bright, she gave it an 8, I said somewhere around 2 or 3......i feel/sense dark spots in rooms....one spot that scares me (and not JUST b/c it's next to my closet, that's kiddish stuff) I've been sensing this dark spot near the wall where my picture of Jesus and him holding a lamb is. And, when I look at that spot at night, it seems more dark then the rest of my room, not matter the light fixture. It's not like this spot is hidden or any thing the make it darker. Also, when i look into these 'dark spots' I practically choke and can't breath. I feel overwhelmed with something and I just get this feeling of...I can't really say....but I don't like the feeling....but lately, my house seems like I have to choke for a breath of cool air. I still won't go in my atic.....
Also, i don't know if it's the late nights (12, 1 , maybe 2 am) When I take a shower in my bathroom, I dim the lights a little, not a lot, just to make me sleepy. I sit usually whenever I take a shower (just plain lazy) And, the way I shampoo my hair (the way I get it silky and all) I scrub the shampoo in my hair and flip my hair in my face and my hair becomes this big sud mountain that covers my ears and eyes completely with soap and suds. Sometimes, I think I sense this dark figure on the other side of my shower curtain, standing there, staring. I get into such a panic. I can't open my eyes, can barely hear sound and I panic as I try to wash away the soap and suds which takes a minute or two. And it's this overwhelming feeling of fear that I can't calm down (I usually can say I'm just scaring myself) But as soon as I'm done and can hear sound and see, I sense this dark shadow still. I fling open my curtain...gone...no longer there, the feeling immeadiately leaves. But it's not relief that sweeps over...its a sense that something has just left...the fear is still buried......
I once got bored and did bloody mary like 15 times (all of which in trying to do it in ever which way...w/water; w/o water; candle; no candle...how many times to spin around...you name it, i probably did it.) I did this several months (around Christmas maybe; maybe later; or a little earlier) and hasn't started until a month ago. ANd it doesn't just happen on late nights either...it dosen't happen ever night.
Please help me....this feeling....its growing.....its scary waking up alone and think and feeling that someone eles is here in the house......
Dark Eyes, where are you?! Help me!
when i was in the third grade my friend and i would stay at my house until my parents got back. everytime we would see a man walk down the hall. we would hear voices coming from the attic and saw faces from the ceiling. one day we were playing outside in the dark and we both saw someone by the shed that was running. we walked by the shed and no one was there. that following weekend we saw the same person by the stop sign. we thuoght that it was just our imagination. so we split and thought we wouldn't' hear or see it again, but we were wrong. by the time we got to the fifth grade we started to see more than we used too. so beware who reads this, you might see something too.
well this is a true story so here goes my nan died but she was like my mum anyway she died i sat with her every day in the chapel of rest and right up untill she went to be cremated anyway i kept asking her for a sign show that you hear me show yourself to me i dont want you to go ..... anyway i was told by the lady in the funeral home i had minutes left with her so i said my last goodbyes left her some things in her coffin and kissed her goodbye i went to go out of the door and the door would not open now iam being deadly serious i aint playing around now this did freak me out a bit considering i asked her to show me a sign anyway after about five mins max i got out and left straight after that night after my beloveded nan was cremated i awoke from my sleep now i was sound asleep i turned over to look to the door and there was my nan standing there now i now i was a wake it did frightenen me a bit and i was laying there with the covers up over my face anyway the nxt night myself and my hubby were laying in bed we had just gone up we are laying eyes closed kids are all asleep i check on them every night before i turn in tuck them in etc ... anyway back to laying there eyes shut tight trying to go to sleep and our bedroom light came on you know by the light switch on the wall oppisite side of the room by the door my hubby got out of bed checked everyone was present all kids still asleep he got back into bed i was **** scared then i know its my nan but she didnt hurt me in life she wont hurt me after shes passed all of this is true xxxxxxxx
AAARRRR!!!! WHAT KIND OF BLOOMIN' TALE WAS THAT? GHOST CHARLIE, YOU PITTIFUL LAD, YOU BE NOTHIN' MORE THAN A WHIPPIN' CABIN BOY! AAARRR! HERE BE A REAL TALE WORTH SHARIN' WITH THE REST OF YOU BLEEDIN' LAND LOVERS! THE NIGHT, COLD, AND MISTY...WHAT REMAINED OF THE MOONLIGHT, WAS QUICKLY BLACKENED BY THE CLOUDS THAT BE ROLLING IN FROM THE EAST. THERE, IN THE DISTANCE, THE DIM LIGHT FROM THE LONESOME LIGHTHOUSE YOUNDER. THE NIGHT AIR, FILLED WITH A DEATHLY QUIET. AMIST THE SOFT DRIZZLE, AND BLACKNESS OF THE NIGHT, A FOGBANK BE ROLLIN' IN, AND WITH THAT, THE DIMNESS OF THE LIGHTHOUSE ON THE ROCKY SHORE WAS CHOKED, AND TURNED BLACK WITH THE REST OF THE COLD, STILL NIGHT. A FEW MINUTES DRAGGED BY, THEN LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT, THERE SHE BE! T'WAS THE "VOODOO QUEEN"! THE NORTORIOUS GHOST SHIP THAT ONCE WAS THE TERROR OF THE CARRIBEANS! SO EVIL, AND MERCILESS WAS HER CREW OF CUTTHROATS, AND DEGENERATES, THAT NOT EVEN THE FAMED PIRATE LA FAYETTE DARED CROSSED HER PATH! ---AAARRRR!!!!!--- SLOWLY, EMERGING FROM THE FOG, AND MIST, HER GALIATHAN HULL CREAKED, AND MOANED, LIKE THE DAMNED,TORMENTED SOULS OF HER PIRATE CREW..WHO WERE DAMNED, CURSED! TO EVER SAIL THE BLACK, LONELY OCEANS OF HER PAST! AS SHE DREW COLSER, HER SAILS, GHOSTLY WAVING, TORN, AND WEATHERBEATEN, BATTERED, AND BROKEN, FLAPPED UNSECURED TO THEIR MASTS. A LIGHT, A GREEN, YELLOW LIGHT, COULD BE SEEN IN THE CABIN AND UPPER HOLDS OF THE SHIP. AND SHADOWS, DARK FIGURES, MYSTERIOUS SHAPES RAN TO AND FRO LIKE HELLISH DEMONS ON A MAD CHASE! THE HAIR ON THE BACK OF ME NECK, AND ARMS, STOOD ON END! AND ME BLOOD RAN COLD! AND ME HEART NEAR BURST FROM ME CHEST FROM FRIEGHT! ME KNUCKELS GREW WHITE FROM GRASPING THE WHEEL WITH A DEATHLOCK OF TERROR! VOICES!, GHOSTLY, VOICES, SCREAMS, AND LAUGHTER EMITTED THROUGH THE NIGHT AIR. THEN AS SUDDENLY AS SHE APPEARED, SHE GREW SILENT! AND SLOWLY DISSAPEARED BACK INTO THE BLACKENED ABYSS OF THE NIGHT... ARRRRR...YEA, I BE HERE TO TELL YOU LANDLOVERS, IF YOU BE EVER OUT ON THE WATERS IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT, WITH NO MOON, NOR LIGHTHOUSE TO LIGHT YOUR WAY, BE WATCHFUL, FOR SHE BE OUT THERE, AND SHE BE COMMING BACK AROUND AGAIN!
I bought a car recently it’s a 2005 Nissan Altima. Great car, good price, used, the previous owner turned it in from a lease early. But what I didn’t know is why, until the other day.
When I drove it off the lot I was in heaven it rode beautifully, and didn’t give me any problems until two months ago.
I walked out of my house and hit the unlock button, the doors unlocked but when I put my hand on the door handle they locked. I shrugged and put the key in and opened the door. I got in and started it, I noticed that the heat was on full blast and I know I didn’t do that. So I turned it off. I started on my commute to work. I was driving listening to my music when all of sudden without warning the music went to full blast and startled me half to death. I turned it down and said to myself, “That’s three things that freaked me out with this car.!” So I got to work and put in my 8 hours. I went back out to the car and the same thing happened with the unlocking situation. But I noticed it wouldn’t lock until I put my hand on the door handle and they aren’t automatic like that. I’d wait 30 seconds and go for it then I’d wait 45 seconds it was too weird for words. When I got in and started it I noticed that the emergency brake was on. Now I NEVER put that on. Things were starting to get creepier by the minute! I was then driving with the radio off and low and behold it turned on by itself and started blaring!
I said to myself that’s enough, I made an appointment at Nissan to get a checkup. I brought it in and told them every problem I’ve been having. They checked it out and said there are absolutely no electrical problems or fuse problems either they said the car was 100%. But they said they remember the same thing happening to another customer who happens to be a friend of his. And they said this might actually be his car they knew he just traded in his lease. They called him and put me on the phone with him. The conversation went as follows:
Me: Hi I think I bought your old car.
Him: Let me guess doors lock automatically, the radio turns itself on, and other things.
Me: Yeah how did you know?
Him: I’m not a believer in the paranormal but that car is possessed!
Me: Really
Him: Yeah, one night I had to drive my father to hospital and he died on the way. Ever since then things like that happened.
Me: What was your father’s name?
Him: Anthony, why?
Me: Well I love the car and don’t want to give it in so I’m gonna try to reason with him!
Him: Ok.
On the way home I had a weird feeling that I was bein watched so I glanced into the rear view mirror and saw a shadow sitting in the back seat it was only for a plit second but I know I saw it. I got scared at that point so I pulled over and turned to the back seat I then told him my name and told him I’m sorry that he died, and I hope we can be friends (I don't even try to help ghosts pass into the light, if you're not experienced enough it can backfire and the problems can get far worse!). Ever since then nothing really happened. But that’s the story of Anthony and the tricks he played on me! He still plays tricks every once in a while but it's mainly to my friends. And I tell them not to worry it's just a friendly ghost.
One day I saw a boy bleeding from his nose I asked him if he was o.k he side he fell of his bicke.
The next day I saw him again but this time he didnt say a word & pointed at a house I looked at the house and he wasnt ther any more.
One day I was in my cousins then we desided to call our friends,so we were fooling around and we went in the bath room and say Bloody Mary 10 times and turn around 3 times throw water on the mirror but nothing happend so we went to sleep a month later one of our friends died {Emily} she had scaches on her arms and legs was it her or something els?
I don't think this is Paranormal but I keep dreaming about babies, like babies that were just born and stuff. Last night I had a dream about a girl I don't know and she was Pregnet with my baby. Like I said I don't think its Paranormal but i'm starting to wonder what the heck, and i'm aslo only 18. Does anyone else find this weird?
Please help me! There's blood in the tray and I don't know what casued it!
by Nicole
Hey, I haven't been on in a while, but somethings have happened, like just now for instance and I'm scared to death. I'm shaking and feel like I'm going insane. Alright, what just happened:
I bought insence and now am crazy with it. I lit some and put it on the edge of a small metal try (orifginally used for candles) I have three of them that now have ashes in them. The one I used has the least bit of ashes in them. So, anyways, I lit it and walked out after a while of letting it sit. It was still lit when I had left. I came back and I noticed red spots on this silver plate. I touched the one spot which was the biggest. It looked and felt like blood. It wasn't even dry. (scared to tears right now as I write this with the tray sitting in front of me). There were some other spots too. Now, my inscence is pink. I try to make logic sense out of this: What if it was just the insese? even though the spots (which were all wet) were too scattered. I lit it again and tried and smeared it. Pink. A very light pink. Not even close to red. Scared, I decided, well lets compare the other trays in my room across the hall. I run to them and pick them up. Ashes! Just grey ashes. No red, not even the one that is the most used one with tons of ashes in them. The inscece didn't make those red spots that look and I'm sure is blood. Oh God! Please help me. It happened in the back room with the atic in it. (for those who have read previous stories and know the history of this room). The blood is now dry since it was swipes of blood and I had dabbed the biggest blood puddle. Oh, and just to let you know, I went crazy looking at my fingers and hands and anywhere just to make sure I wasn't bleeding. Oh God! Dark Eyes, please help me. Just somebody help me!
It was around Halloween, the year after Cobain died. My mother goes all out decorating for Halloween. Every year is a different theme. That particular year was rock-n-roll graveyard. She made tombstones for every dead rock star she could think of and stuck them on the front lawn, complete with hands coming up out of the graves and cobwebs and such. It really was lovely. Elvis, Buddy Holly, Jim Morrison....they were all there. And so was Kurt. I don't know why, but this bothered me. It's not like I was a fan of the guy and felt bad. It just bothered me on some level I couldn't articulate.
So, that night after we decorated I had a dream:
I was working in a library. I had to put books away in the downstairs reference area that was off-limits to the public. It was a small room, crowded with floor-to-ceiling stacks and photo copy machines. I had to stand on a step stool to get a particular book away. It was a thick, dusty book of famous quotations. As I was reaching up to get the book in its proper place, I felt a presence behind me. Afraid to turn around, I took my time getting the book on the shelf.
Someone coughed, that clearing your throat kind of cough you use when you are trying to get someone's attention. I turned around ,and there was the presence I felt. Leaning on the photo copy machine as if he had every right to be there was Kurt Cobain, looking grungy as every.
He nodded in my direction and said "Hey." I waved to him.
"What do you want?" I asked him.
"Chill out. I just want to ask you a favor."
"Ok, but hurry. I have books to put away before I wake up."
"Um...do you think you could tell your mom to take my head stone down? It's giving me the creeps."
"I guess. I don't really like it either."
"Yea, it's too....new."
We stood there a few minutes, looking at each other. He came over to me and whispered in my ear.
"This isn't a dream, you know."
"I know."
He moved toward the door and pointed at me, a silent reminder of my promise.
"I'll take care of it in the morning," I said.
"I knew I could count on you. Thanks."
"Yea. Bye."
And with that, he was gone. I went back to shelving my books.
The next day I told my mother the dream and asked her to take the head stone down. She did. I never saw him in a dream again.
I moved into my 2 bedroom apartment in Jan 2004. When I originally went to view the property with my soon to be landlord he was very persuasive. He assured me the property was in good condition,and he'd do me a good a deal etc. Anyway long story short, I signed the lease and arranged to move in.
The first night I moved in things were fine. I threw a little house warming, had my friends round things went well. Anyway the next day I was moving my boxes around and as I lifted one to put it in the hall cupboard the light bulb blew. . . .okay, so no biggy . . . I just changed the bulb and carried on sorting out my things. That night I was feeling a little edgy, I don't know why, I guess it was my first night on my own, so I left my TV on and went to sleep.
The next morning I woke up and the TV was off. Again no biggy . . . I probably knocked my remote during the night, or the TV cut out . .whatever?!
I got up got dressed and went to work.
That evening I came home walked into my hallway closed the front door, and went to turn on the hallway light. As I did it blew again! . . So calmly I changed the light bulb, and went to check the fuse box . . . maybe there was a reason it kept tripping? blowing? Things looked fine, all the switches were down. So I forgot about it and went to bed.
That night as I was drifting off to sleep I heard a shuffling noise. It was like someone was rubbing against the was near my head. I lay there for a minute, reasoning . . . what could it be? maybe the apartment next door? A draft? but as I lay there I could hear it was really close! All sorts of things were going through my head! I'm a female, I'm by myself . . what if someone's in my apartment? what should I do. I was panicking! Slowly I reached my hand out from my duvet, to pick up my cell phone, which was on my bedside cabinet. I dilled the police, but didn't press call. I got up from the bed, phone in my hand and shouted out. "H . .H . .HELLO?" There was no answer, I griped my phone, my thumb on the green dial button. I slowly put my hand on the adjoining bedrooms door handle and pushes the door open! I ran to the light switch and turned on the light. The room was empty! No -one was there?! That night I was really shaken, so again I slept with the television on, once again when I woke the next morning, it was off.
I got up, got dressed and went to work. I convinced myself that I was just a little nervous about living on my own. Me and my guy weren't getting on well so we had decided to separate for a while. It was probably stress contributing to my over-active imagination.
So when I went home that night, I was calm, I cooked myself some pasta, went to bed early things were fine.
At about 2, 2.30am I woke up and desperately need the toilet, so I went into the hall and flicked the light switch . . .IT DIDN'T WORK! . .I swore and felt my way to the bathroom. I put on the bathroom light, did my business, and decided to leave the light on.
Next morning I called my landlord and explained that the hallway light kept blowing! I was annoyed I had changed it 3-4 times in the last week! So he arranged a 13th addition. hmmm or a 16th . . .cant remember what it was called but its when an electrician comes to cheque all the sockets/electrics in the house. The electrician said everything was fine, that I was probably using cheap light bulbs! He said the electrics were in good working order.
So I went to the supermarket and bought x6 Philips light bulbs.
I changed the bulb when I got home, checked it was working, everything was fine.
That night things were quiet.
Next day I went to work again, came home, went into the hallway, and as you can probably guess the light bulb wasn't working!
I shouted out "I GIVE UP! . . " and that was that, I haven't had light in my hallway since.
Now that was only the start of things, the shuffling in the adjoining room continued, and I noticed a lot of damp patched on the walls in my sitting room. They were a dark greeny color.
By now I was fed up! Faulty electrics! shuffling! . . hmmm maybe mice?! ewwwwww! and now horrid damp patches in the sitting room!
I called my landlord and threatened to sue! I was paying full rent for a property with so many problems! My landlord said he would come around on the following Monday to look at the problems, and arrange for work men to sort them out.
The following Monday came, and when I got back from work, my landlord was waiting outside. We went into the apartment, walked through the dark hallway and into the sitting room. I turned on the sitting room light and looked at my landlord in amazement! The patches had gone! My landlord looked at me, I could see he was annoyed.
So he left.
That night, I went to bed really confused! . .what was going on? I went to sleep and at about 2am I woke up, I should hear like a laughing sound. I thought it was coming from outside. But as I became more awake I could hear the laughing sound . . . like a snarling kind of laugh . . almost evil . . It seemed really close, almost as if someone was in my room . . . I sat up and looked around, no one was there. But as I looked across the room my bedroom door was open, and it was swinging, not madly . . but just slightly, like it had just been opened.
I walked to the bedroom door and slowly peered out. The hallway was dark, except for a little moon light from the kitchen which illuminated a pile on the hallway floor. It looked like a pile of clothes . . except . . and I know this is stupid and sounds crazy . . .but there was like a shape of a head on top of the clothes . . long hear, with the head slumped forward. I wasn't sure if it was a trick of the light, but I hoped it was, so I ran back into my room and pushed my wooden chest of drawers up against my bedroom door.
That night I left the light on and barely slept.
Next morning, I got up and moved my cabinet out of the way of my bedroom door, I looked into the hallway, there was nothing there, I convinced myself the night before id seen a pile of clothes, and by a trick of the light, and tiredness I'd imagined something . . . but there wasn't even a pile of clothes! There was nothing there! I got ready for work and walked into my sitting room and the damp patches were back!
That was it! at work I called my partner, who I was currently separated from. I explained that things weren't going well at my new place, and he agreed to let me stay with him.
I went straight to his that night, and I slept so well. I think it was the first time I had slept properly in about a month.
Me and my guy talked things through, and decided to give things another go.
That weekend we went to collect my things from my old apartment. My landlord was there. I collected all my things, as I left I went to hand my landlord the rent for the next month, after all I had signed an agreement and it stated I had to give 30 days notice before I left, in order for my landlord to have time to find another tenant. As I handed him the money he looked at me, shook his head and said it wasn't necessary. He took me into the kitchen, where he proceeded to tell me, that the previous tenant had died in this very apartment. In the September before I moved in, the landlord had gone with two law enforcement officers to evict the tenant for non-payment of rent and when they entered the apartment they had found him slouched on the hallway floor. He had shot himself in the left side of his head.
On refurbishing the apartment, the landlord had found a load of syringes in the kitchen, and it was thought that the tenant had been a drug addict. Perhaps he had killed himself because of debt he had built up? However this was just a possible reason, and apart from rent arrears there wasn't any other proof.
I left that apartment, and I haven't ever been back. On the bright side though, it pushed my and my guy back together, we are now married, and trying for our first child.
Best wishes to anyone in a similar situation, or living in a haunted property,
I retired to my chambers for what would soon become a sleepless night of fear, and confusion. My bedroom window overlooked the garden below. The trees swayed to and frow, pushed by the winds that produced low moans, and howls as it made its way from the direction of the thick forest beyond the horrizon. The moonlight broke through the clouds, and gently iluminated the garden below my chamber windows. What happened next was, and still is very unexplainable. It seemed as though there appeared to be somekind of figures moving about in my garden down below. Moving quickly, at the blink of an eye, the shapes moved in and out of the moonlit garden, then dashing back into the darkened corners that were outlined by the trees.
Was it just my imagination? I thought to myself. Then I began to try to convince myself that there was a very rational explaination for what I just saw. Perhaps the shadows were produced by the winds, that swayed the trees, producing shadows across the gardens. Yet...
Under further investigation, and my more watchful eyes, I then saw a figure appear. It took on human form. and just stood there, in the middle of my garden, watching, staring up into the window, at me. It was a ghost! An apparition of a small boy. He had shoulder-length hair, and was dressed in a long, white nightshirt. But he had no face, What I mean to say, He had a face, but it was transparent. And where his eyes should have been, there were two glowing balls of yellow light.
I was petrified at first. I couldn't speak, nor make myself turn away in frieght, and disbelief at what I was looking at. I finaly took my hands, and placed them over my eyes. not daring to look on any further. But after some time, I dared to take a look, I had to see if the ghost child was still there, or if had realy been there at all. I looked down into my garden, and nothing... I saw nothing. Although nervous I had to make sure that what I saw was realy there. And still nothing...
I closed my window, and went to bed with what I just experienced fresh on my mind. "Was it real?", "Did I realy see that boy standing there"? I thought to myself. As I lay in bed, sourounded by the dead silence of my bedrooms four walls. My mind began to race. The ghost, it's yellow glowing eyes, the moonlight on the ground, the shadows...Then, the wind broke the silence, producing whispers as it pressed against my windows. The more I listened to the wind whisper, the more It seems to have sounded like a human whisper. I turned to face my window, and thought I had cought a glimps of a fleeting form! I then suddenly felt a tug at my bedsheets at the foot of my bed. There, in my room,The thing that should not be... was the figure of the ghost boy, the poor spirit just stood there, looking at me...Those eyes,,,,those eyes....They still haunt me. Those damned eyes! Why don't they go away?!!!??...
My freinds and i were at a sleep over and my freind brought a lantern and said that it will only light if there was a presence of a spirit. I said i doubt it will ever light then. My freinds burst out laughing! Even the one who brought the lantern. Then out of absolutly no where,a lightning strike hit the house. we all got quit. Then all of a sudden the lanturn lit! i said you didnt happen to light that did you? every one shakingly sat down and the girl who brought the lantern, cleo, said on a night of kids laughter a lightning stike will hit and there will be varios reactions. every ones mouth dropped exept hers. she said first you will hear a lightning strike then you will see a little girl run through your room, then she will show up again and have fire pore out of her eyes. then when you turn to make sure every ones there one of your freinds will be gone and forgoten by every one exept you and those people who wittnessed the happening. then we heard foot steps in the hall. "that thats probably my mom with some snacks",the girl said.but right then we heard a burst of laughter. a small child at the age of three went running through the room. we stayed where we were shivering it got so cold and this was very frittening!afew minutes later we heard her again. many girls were to scared so hey coverd themselves with blankets. then you could here and smell a flame. and a little girls crying. then it was all over. we half frittend to death searched to make sure everyone was there. then we looked over at the lanturn, and cleu wasnt there. but slowly my freinds are forgetting her one by one. THE END
I was home alone this weekend (my wife was away on business) and decided to take in a movie and just relax. I was lying there watching a movie when the power suddenly went out. I figured it would happen the wind was insane this weekend and knew it was bound to happen so I lit a few candles and turned on my iPod and waited. While listening to my music I heard a loud crash and went to find the source. I looked down the hallway and I saw what looked like a person move across the hall from the bathroom through a closed bedroom door and vanish. I froze and got a sudden chill. Thinking my mind was playing tricks on me I went to investigate. So I went and got a flashlight and went to the bedroom. When I opened the door this always warm room was very chilly. I shined the light in the room and saw nothing then when the light got near the closet, I saw a different shadow move into the closet, I opened the door and my wife’s new porcelain doll (she just started to collect them) fell at my feet. I jumped back and laughed at how foolish I was. I picked up the doll and noticed it was unusually heavy. I put it back in on the top shelf of the closet and left the room.
The second I closed the door the lights came back on. So I blew out the candles and went to the bathroom, when I walked into the bathroom I saw that nothing was out of place and the crash I heard was definitely in my mind. So I finished my movie and went to the bedroom. I walked in and turned on the light, then I saw the doll sitting on my bed; I jumped back in fright and noticed the closet door was open. I picked up the doll very shaken and put her under the bed and tried to go to sleep. Finally after an hour or two I drifted off. I woke up in the middle of the night and thought I heard whispering, I turned on the light and slowly checked under the bed and saw the doll was gone. I shot up in my bed and saw the doll sitting on my wife’s dresser staring at me. Now I have been through a lot with ghosts, demons and what not but this is very creepy. This doll is now very haunting and won’t stop moving around and I don’t know what to do. My wife tells me Donna Lynn (the doll’s name) has a crush on me. She loves it, and I don’t the doll won't leave me alone and is always in my sight when I wake up!!!! (I will take some pictures of her and post them here later.)
i was at my new house yester day. it felt as if it were huanted.i hated it.i felt like looking up good ghost stories to comfort me. instead i fell into a bunch of trouble.the two people i first meet was alison and katie. please dont look at there arguements. they are good freinds now praise the lord please just read the scary titles. well any ways i felt a qwear(didnt spell that right alwell)push against my hand when i was typing.then i looked up and i frose. a face of my old freind who was murderd last year was floaten around my room.she screached help me, help me,help me find him.my parents came crashing in. i knew they heard the screaching.i called my old freinds parents that i was for sure it was a man who killed her. then i had a flash back and all i could think of was a bar in nevada at 5:00am.i called police to search all the bars in nevada at 5:00. early this morn i was called from police head quarters that they cuaght the man who killed my freind. i informed my freinds parents,and they were so happy, and sad. i havent had a reaction since.
I had a dream one night several years ago. I dreamt that I was walking in a darkened room. Although the room was so dark, and not much could be seen from a certain distance. I felt that it was a very big room just the same.
Slowly, I could make distant figures comming out of the darkness, as I got closer to them, they were people of course, who I never knew.... 'till, I came up on one young man who was walking in front of me. I walked faster to catch-up to him. and as I got closer,I reached to grab him by the shoulder, and was about to ask him "where was I at?"...and "what sort of place is this?" as he turned around I saw his face, no expression,it was flushed of all life, no color. His eyes were big, and black, almost empty. The peered into me, through me... I realized he was dead. And everyone else walking around me was dead too.
I awoke, not very scared of what I just dreamed, but more worried than anything else I guess. I knew that fella in my dream. He was a friend of mine. A few years later he was murdered. He died at the age of 21. It's been a long time since I thought of that dream. Just now I remembered it, and thought I'd share it with you....
It was a cold Winter’s day, the year was 1991, and I thought it was a very typical day. Matthew, the little boy that I care for, was taking an afternoon nap, as usual. I was cleaning up the kitchen. Then gathered up all Matt’s dirty clothes, and put up a wash. It was around three-thirty in the afternoon when I heard Matt screaming. I could hear his voice very clearly from the baby monitor that was on the kitchen counter. I called to him, so that he wouldn’t get scared, as I walked upstairs to his bedroom.
That’s when it first hit me. On the way up the staircase, I was chilled! I ran back down, got my sweater, then ran back upstairs to Matt’s room. Well, that’s where the coldness came from! Sure enough, as I opened the door, that’s where all the cold air was coming from. It was freezing in the baby’s room! I walked over to his bed, pulled the railing down, and held him in my arms. His hands, were ice cold, and he was shaking and crying. In an effort to calm him down, I held him in my arms, and I tried rocking him back and forth. He finally had quieted down, so I began to change his clothes, and that’s when I noticed my tape recorder on his dresser. I had forgotten all about that! You see, Matt’s family was relocating to another state soon, and I knew that I wanted something of Matt’s to remember him by. So, that morning I brought my tape recorder with me to have a tape recording of him. Little did I know that’s not all that was on the tape!
When I got home, I never did listen to the tape, it was Friday, so I thought to myself that I had the whole week end to listen to it. On Sunday, I had some free time, so I started to listen to the tape. In the beginning I thought, well I did it, I finally have Matthew’s voice on tape, and was happy to know that I have something to remember him by. As I began to listen I heard our voices, Matt’s, mine, and something that I couldn’t make out. I kept backing the tape up, because I heard something so strange, that I couldn’t even make out what I was hearing! But it sounded so eerie that it gave me the chills! What could this be? Did I have a faulty tape here or what?
As I kept rewinding and listening, the more clearer it became. It was definitely a voice saying “pull the gate up”. But what kind of voice was it? It sounded ghostly! But, how can this be? I heard nothing that particular day. Only Matt and myself! There was no one else there, just the two of us. As I kept listening, I became more frightened, I heard the same voice saying “I wish you were dead”. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! I never heard of anything like this before. I thought to myself, “your just imagining all of this”. “Your going crazy”. But, it was true. The tape doesn’t lie. It had to be a ghost or something else! I had no other explanation, it just had to be!
After a few hours, I decided to let my daughter listen to the tape. Now my daughter is a very religious person. She has many religious friends and even knows a couple of Catholic Priests personally. After she heard the tape she told me that we should contact a Priest right away. The baby was our first concern! The next day, we called a Catholic Priest that we both knew very well, and made an appointment with him for the next night. Since the priest knew about the tape already, when we arrived there we went right into his office. The three of us sat down, and he listened to the tape right away. Well, it only took him one time to listen to it. He already knew what had happened. He looked at me, and he asked me if the family was Catholic, and I answered yes. Then he asked me if there was anything religious in the home? I said no, and then asked him why? Then he began to explain that the family had no protection in the home. It was at this time that I understood what he was talking about.
He was very concerned for the baby’s welfare. He said that what he heard on the tape was evil voices, and other things, that I didn’t even hear! Certain sounds of doors slamming, and some creaking floors! He told me to tape Matt’s room again, and if it happened again, then I should tell the parents. But, what should I have told them? That Matt’s room was haunted, or the whole house was haunted? I didn’t know what to do? If I told the parents the whole story, would they think I was “nuts”? So, I decided to take this to a Doctor friend of mine. He happens to be a Psychiatrist, and also dabbles a little into strange and unexplainable things.... Parapsychology. When I went to see the Doctor, I told him the whole story thus far, then he listened to the tape. His exact words were: “This voice is not from this world it’s from another dimension, this is not a human voice.”
Well, from then until this day, from a Priest to a Doctor, this tape has been a mystery to me. So, I have decided to take my tape and story to any Parapsychologist or Website that has to do with the Paranormal, and let the experts decide for themselves. What in the world happened in “Matthew’s Room”, that cold Winter’s Day in 1991?
When I was younger, ten or so, I would spend a lot of time at my step-cousins house. He lived up in the hills, in a converted barn. My aunt and uncle are nice people and my cousin is a great friend. Well one night I was up watching TV late. The television was situated right in front of a big picture window. All fo a suddden, I see a white...thing, just the back of it think move across my field of vision. It was very fast, but not very big, maybe two feet tall. I woke my cousin and he went outside to investigate (he was 16 at the time). When he came back inside he said he saw only something hiding under the side porch. I never stayed at that house again.
It was about a year ago, when i found i was being haunted. We were watching my papa(great grandfather) be buried. I went for a walk to look at different gravestones. There was one that caught my eye. It read Bob Nogood. Weird huh? Well that name haunts me! I'm like Melinda on ghost whisper. But there is only one ghost i can see. Bob is not very shy. He knows what will scare you the most. I had an experience that very day to. i was looking in the mirror, and it looked like my brother was in my room on my bed. I turned and there was no one there. I looked back at my mirror confused. I was sure my brother was in there. When i looked back at my mirror it said BOB NOGOOD, BOB NOGOOD!!! Then my door started swaying getting more intense every sway. every thing in my room started to rattle! I got scared and said what do you want Bob? Then it stopped! I was like okay that wasn't my imagination! That was for reel.
He wont let me sleep either. He yells at me at night telling me not to because that's how he died. If i do fall asleep, he will knock me off the bed and cause an earth quake in our house. I finally got tired of this so i went out to go look for his wife. I HAD FOUND IT! Well any ways she followed me home that night. I told her to tell her husband to leave me alone. She did as follows, and i went with them back to wish them a goodbye. I had a question i wanted to ask them, if they could do that could my papa? They said that yes you could! To this day my papas ghost will follow my around taping on me three times if I'm about to do something wrong.
I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AT ABOUT 3:20 IN THE A.M.. MOMENTS BEFORE MY AWAKENING, I HAD AN AWFUL DREAM. MY DREAM BY THE WAY, WAS IN BLACK AND WHITE.
ANYWAY, I DREAMT I WAS IN A LARGE ROOM, IT WAS REACTANGULAR SHAPED, AND ON ONE SIDE THERE WAS THIS ROW OF MIRRORS, THAT RAN ALL ALONG THE LONGSIDE OF THE ROOM. I WASN'T ALONE IN THIS ROOM. THERE WAS A WOMAN, AND 3 MEN, INCLUDING MYSELF. ONE OF THE MEN WAS LARRY KING. YOU KNOW? THE OLD GUY ON CNN LARRY KING LIVE? ANYWAY, WE LOOKED AT THE MIRRORS, AND THE TOOK ON AN ODD APPEARENCE. IT SEEMED AS IF THE ROOM HAD BECOME AN ELEVATOR, AND THROUGH THE MORRORS, NOW LIKE WINDOWS, THROUGH THEM, YOU COULD SEE THE DIFFERENT LEVELS, AS WE DECENDED DOWNWARD. THE LIGHTS IN THE ROOM BEGAN TO FLICKER, AND THE ROOM BEGAN TO SHAKE, AND SWAY, SIDE TO SIDE. AS WE WATCHED THE MIRRORS, AND CONTINUED DOWNWARD, AN EERIE, FRIEGHTFUL FEELING OVERCAME ALL OF US, ALL AT THE SAME TIME YES, BUT IN DIFFERENT WAYS. SOME WERE OVERTAKEN BY A STRONGER FEELING OF FEAR THAN OTHERS, AND OTHERS WERE TAKEN BY SHEER TERROR. BUT YET STILL, ALL HAD FALLEN VICTIM TO FEAR AT THE VERY SAME TIME.
THE WOMAN SRIEKED, AND SCREAMED AS SHE POINTED AT ONE OF THE MIRRORS. WE ALL SAW IT THEN, A FACE, SOMEONE'S LARGE, GROTESQUE, HEAD, LOOKING IN ON US WITH AN EVIL SMILE, THEN LAUGHING. IT SEEMED HUMAN IN APEARENCE, BUT WAS YET NOT HUMAN AT ALL.
FURTHER DOWN WE PLUMMETED, THEN, ANOTHER FIGURE APPEARED, THIS ONE MUCH LARGER, BUT MORE BLURRY, ALMOST TRANSPARENT, IT WAS NOT A HUMAN FORM AT ALL, IN FACT WE ALL KNEW WHAT IT WAS, IT WAS A DEMONIC FACE, IN IT'S TRUE FORM, IT WAS SO LARGE, THAT ONLY ONE OF IT'S EYES COULD PEER THROUGH THE MIRRORS ONE AT A TIME. AS MY DREAM WAS BECOMMING MORE, AND MORE INTENSE, WE, I, REALIZED WHAT IT ALL MEANT, AND WHERE WE WERE ALL HEADED. IN MY DEEP SLEEP, BOTH MY MIND, AND BODY COULD NO LONGER TAKE THIS SORT OF OVERCOMMING, ALL INGULFING, FEAR, THE TERROR WAS EATING AT ME, AND SUDDENLY, I AWAKENED, BUT I HAD THAT DREAM IN MY HEAD ALL DAY, THAT AWFUL DREAM. I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS, AND I KNOW WHAT I HAVE TO DO NOW, TO CHANGE MY WAYS, I HAVE TO GET BACK TO THE WAY I ONCE WAS, GET BACK TO GOD, AND HIS WORD. I JUST WANTED TO SHARE THIS DREAM WITH YOU, SINCE I FELT IT WAS A BAD EXPERIENCE I HAD GONE THROUGH THIS MORNING.
I posted a story a little bit ago about a claimed poltergeist in my home. And I got a couple suggestions on what to do thanks to all trying to help, but mostly that it was my imagination. Well I know I'm not crazy and yes I was alone then but this time is a different story! And I have every reason to believe it is a demon and I didn't imagine anything. I was at home last night and invited a friend over. He didn't want to come because of how crazy my house is but I finally talked him into coming over. Well he got there and my parents decided to go out and me and my friend were alone. We were watching television in the living room. Around 9:00 p.m. we heard what sound like a crash come from the kitchen he shot up off the couch and said, "I knew I shouldn't have come over!"
I said, "It'll be alright let's go see what happened." We went into the kitchen and as we walked into the kitchen it got freezing cold and we smelled a nasty sulfur smell. When we got into the kitchen the chairs were stacked on top of each other in the middle of the room.
He said, "I'm leaving there is no way this is normal."
I said, "Please don't leave me alone." He went to leave and I yelled to him not to go. Then we heard the coming from the second floor footsteps and what sounded like someone deep inhuman voice yell from upstairs as clear as day. "GET THE F&*K OUT!" Chills ran up and down my spine.
He then said, "You can come over my house but I have to leave!"
I said, "There is no way I'm staying here alone!" and we went to get ready to leave. As I was putting my shoes on there was nothing, then my friend yelled and grabbed his right cheek. I went over to him and when I got near him I was physically pushed onto the floor. I stood up and it felt like someone still had their hands on my chest. My friend took his hand off of his face and I saw he had claw marks on his cheek. We ran from the house as fast as we could. I told my dad that I had to stay at my friend’s house for a couple of days. When I told him what happened he told me that he believed me and said that he and my mother have been attacked recently and my parents are looking to move! God I hope it is soon!
I read the story Nicole wrote about her problem with the demon or evil spirit
in her house...I've had an experience with a Ouija and this in nothing more than an instrument of the devil...I can't stress enough how dangerous it is to open up doorways that you can't close...there is never a guarantee that you will be able to control the situation...The best advice I can give anyone
who would even think of trying this would be to do some reasearch on the subject first...when you see what a Ouija really is and the horrific things that happen...i'm sure you'll change your mind...when you use these vesels they can let not only spirits enter but demonic spirits as well...I cannot stress how dangerous these tools are...and Nicole if you read this throw burn the one that you made immediately...and grab a Bible...GOD SPEED~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Demons: Demons are allegedly Angels who have fallen or taken the "Dark Path" and have the power to permeate our home and belongings, as well as torture us mentally/emotionally and possess our physical shell. Although there are certainly malicious spirits with similar capabilities, Demons are the most extreme and overt.
Usually the most common complaints are a rotted egg or decaying flesh odor, menacing laughter, disembodied voices in foreign tongues such as Latin, verbal threats, objects being thrown, invisible hands grabbing or clawing, scratches and bruises on the body, a sensation of going insane, intense coldness in certain spots to where one can see their own breath, nightmares, consistently bad luck and a pervading sense of death and evil.
the odors.....grabs and clawing and scratches on my stairs......the sense of insanse for a moment on occasions.......the cold spots......sense of evil.....thinking i sometimes here weird voices at night that i can't make out......what do I do know....i'm scared to tears....
Ok I am new to this and well neways here is my story.
I was laying in my room wit my sis and my lil' bro was sleeping in the room down the hall and my other bro was down stairs and and my cousin was in the bath room and me and my sis wanted to hide form her and well we did she hid behide of one of my curtins that i had on my wall and i hid my the door that led to my bro's room (he has two door) well i heard someone go into he's room so i jumped up and hid wit me sis and then i heard the gate get open and i looked out side and nothin was there but i heard my bro's bedroom door shut and i knoked on and no one answered so i opend it and no one was there so i went back to my room and my cousin was in there she said "where were you?" i said "looking in craigs room i though i heard something" and so my sis was still hiding and my and my cuz was sitting there watching t.v and then i heard it agian and so we turned down my t.v and we didnt hear it agian. and my sis poped out scaring my cuz and said "wut was that" so we ran down stairs and told my mom but she didnt belive us we were to scared to go back up there till like ever and it happend the other day but just wit my and my sis there bye our selfs and well thats all well umm that is true but in your opione u might not think so but it is true belive me plze.!!!
Last night, I was in my living room doing homework. I was the only one in the house. I began to hear water running from like the bathroom or from the kitchen. I first thought that it was the pipes, but it was too loud for the pipes. I got up and walked towards the sound. I walked into the dining room. The bathroom to my right and the kitchen straight ahead. As soon as I got there, the water sound stopped and this smell came that made me gag and want to puke. It wasn't too strong of a smell, but if you got a wiff of it, you'd gag, like I did. It only lasted for 5, 10 secs. Then I felt something all mixed into this from when I first walked into the dining room a presence. I reconized it. I got the same feeling I get when I'm in my atic. 'To get out and leave now!' And it felt evil, just like in my atic. I have never EVER felt this out of my atic until now. So, what do I do? I run out of my house barefoot (did I menton its cold out and raining out?) So, I run all the way to my friends house and wait until my mom gets home, not wanting to go back to my house.
I am new to this site and want to tell you what happened to me first here is a little history and everything is the truth!
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This is undoubtedly the most unique case anyone has ever seen of residual haunting. A small town in California, Sunnyvale to be exact, seems to have a scary little secret. The local Toys 'R Us is haunted. Who would want to haunt a toy store? Well, as the story goes, back at the turn of the century when Sunnyvale, CA was a small farming community, there lived a young man named Johhny Johnson. You see, out where the Sunnyvale Toys 'R Us sits right now used to be an apple orchard. One hot summer day, Johnny Johnson was chopping wood, when he swung his axe, missed the wood block, and brought it straight down into his leg. Determined to finish cutting the wood, believing his wound was not life threatening, he tied the wound off and bled to death. He had a love interest during the time before his expiration, a young woman named Elizabeth Yuba Murphy Tafee. It is now said he roams the grounds where he died, not knowing he his dead. And wouldn't you know it, the grounds where he died is the exact location of Sunnyvales very own Toys 'R Us.
Employees have complained of stacking shelves neatly, only to return to the locked store in the morning to find the toys scattered across the floor. Box-sealed dolls crying "Momma" over and over, even though they could not be activated through their sealed box. Boxes of toys flying off of shelves and hitting employees, an undeniable coldness, and strange voices. Sylvia Brown, a reknowned psychic and paranormal investigator, was called in to the Toys R Us and granted permission to perform a seance, to summon the spirit within the store. It was quite successful, as an infrared photograph was taken during the seance, showing the poltergeist, although no one could see him physically during the actual performance. Most of the paranormal activity is said to take place on the last aisle to the left of the store.
The Sunnyvale Toys 'R Us has appeared on numerous television shows chronicling the paranormal, such as Ripley's Believe It Or Not?, That's Incredible!, SIGHTINGS, and various other television specials. Numerous paranormal investigators have visited the store, interviewing witnesses, employees, taking all kinds of scientific data, and even witnessing the phenomenon themselves. There is only one sure way to find out for yourself if this phenomenon does exist: When in Sunnyvale, CA, be sure to drop by Toys 'R Us.
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That's the legend now on to my story
I worked at the store in 1983 during the holiday season. My section of the story was the last two aisles, referred to as the infant and pre-school aisles. I was also a cashier. Many times while using the restroom, the water faucet would turn itself on after I would turn it off. I just thought the bathroom was in serious need of a remodel.
As was store policy, we would be required to restock the shelves after the store would close at midnight so we would usually continue to work until one or two in the morning. One Saturday evening we finished restocking and then put everything away - it was a rule that nothing could be left on the floors. Then we all left at the same time and would wait for the manager to turn on the alarm and lock the doors. This was mostly for our safety in walking to our cars so late at night. Sunday morning I had to work the opening shift and was there a little early so I had to wait for the manager to arrive and open the door. As we walked in we saw that all the little riding toys (big wheels, tricycles, etc.) we scattered all down the aisle. I was upset because I thought I would get in trouble since this was my section and my responsibility to clean up the evening before, but my manager just said "looks like the ghost was busy last night" and continued to open the store. Another afternoon while it was quite, I was on a short ladder restocking a peg wall and I felt someone touch my hair and tap me on the shoulder. I thought it was a customer but no one was there. It gave me quite a chill. After that I just tried not to be all alone if possible!
Dr Giuseppi Stoppolini professor of psychology at Camerino University was one of the many people to witness a shocking account of messages from the dead using the aid of a 'Maria Bocca'.
Dr Stoppolini grew eager to proove a point and find out if her so called trance was fake or real and so with the help of others dug up the grave of a 'Rosa Spadoni' he himself opened the grave and stood in the grave pit it'self. The ghost of 'Rosa Spadoni' had asked the whole class to hear her crys for help so that no harm would come to those in the near future of dying in the blood chilled way that she did.
So was her ghost angered when her body was dug up, i dont know, was it her husband's ghost that took vengance for his love, i dont know.
All i do know (Stated - from word of mouth) is that on September 15th 1950 Dr Stoppolini was attending his younger brothers work promotion celebration the whole family and friends were all present two of these close friends being local police officers and a well re-nowned judge.
The party was held on there fathers farm, Dr Stoppolini was out in the field with his younger daughter (aged 7) chasing the family dog. The food was prepared and the whole family and friends gathered around the table positioned outside the front of the barn due to the great shade it provided. A shout from Dr Stoppolini's father to his daughter called her straight over, As she ran Dr Stoppolini followed running just behind following her tracks and then,
AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Out came the greatest cry from a large husky voiced Dr Stoppolini, inturn just as a reaction his daughter also let out a chilling cry, the whole family and friends were stunned and ran straight over to the site where Dr Stoppolini's daughter stood shivering and in tears.
In full view of numerous witnesses Dr Stoppolini had been running and then had suddenly fell to the ground.
There was no trace of Dr Stoppolini there was no crop to hide in nor no holes or pits to fall down the ground had simply sucked him down (or maybe something else?).
Not a trace nothing there was nothing to the left but dirt to the right dirt simply nothing yet his body has never been found.
BUT TO THIS DAY IT IS SAID THAT IF YOU ARE TO STAND IN THE MARKED SPOT OF DR STOPPOLINI (HIS GRAVE) YOU CAN HEAR HIS CRYS FOR HELP SCREAMING OUT
The favourate classes of the curriculum at Camerino University, Italy, were those on the occult, held by a genial professor of psychology Dr Giuseppi Stoppolini. At one of these classes in September 1950, Stoppolini introduced Maria Bocca to his students she went into a trance and astounded them all.
In the trance, Maria spoke in the recognisable voices of dead men and women known to those present. But near the end of the seance came an unfamiliar voice begging them to have mercy and 'listen'
"I was born Rosa Manichelli. When i died i was Rosa Spadoni, but my husband has died since then, too. We are both in the cemetery at Castel-Raimondo a few miles from Camerino. I am asking that you only help others, because the same thing can happen to them. Two days after the death certificate was signed, iwas taken to the cwmetery in a deep coma and buried alive!"
As the students sat in a shocked silence, Maria toppled over and fainted.
The following day, Dr Stoppolini found that there had been a 'Rosa Spadoni who died in the Civil Hospital in Camerino on September 4th, 1939. She was buried two days later. There were no surviving relatives to protest against the exhuming of the body and a small group gathered at Rosa's grave on September 13th, 1950.
In addition to Dr Stoppolini and the workmen he had hired, three were pathologists from the Camerino board of health, three officials representing the Italian goverment and a photographer. An hour of digging uncovered the coffin, and Stoppolini himself stood in the grave to raise the coffin lid. The skeleton within lay on it's back, skull turned to the left. The left arm was bent upward, with the finger bones thrust into the mouth and throat cavity. The knees were bent as if in an effort to force open the lid. Worse there were parallel scratches where Rosa had tried to claw her way out of the casket.
The pathologists issued a public statement, which said
"How Dr Stoppolini came by his knowledge is irrelevant. We must agree with him that Rosa Spadoni was buried in a coma when vital signs were undetectable - and that she awakened in her coffin beyond human help.
You would think that id place 'THE END' right here but im afraid that this story holds one more strange occurence, Dr Stoppolinin has vanished from the face of this planet.... to be continued
I'm reposting this because the last time I posted it, it had major errors in it:
During last summer (the summer before 9th grade). I was up I think it was around 12, 12:30 am. I was on this very computer. The atic is right above me in this room.
Anyways, I'm a writer, and I'm working on my first chapter book. So, that night, I was writing in my book. My mom's asleep. Belle, my cat, is sleeping by my chair. And, I was up in the room typing for about 3 hours now.
When all of the sudden, I began to hear heavy footsteps above me. (NOTE: The atic entrance is to my back right next to the door, which is to the back of my right).
Anyways, it sounded like someone heavy was walking/stomping to my left. And, then I heard a noise like something was moving. After I heard the footsteps, I had turned around sitting down looking up. I looked at my cat and she was staring right at the spot I was staring at. I heard a low growl (Note: My cat never growls accept whenever she gets irritated, which isn't offtend) As soon the noise strarted (lasted like um...10 secs) it was just like moving a big box of heavy things aside; my cat hissed. I looked at her again in her eyes were big and black (NOTE, ONCE AGAIN: I have never, ever heard my cat hiss). Then she jumped up and pawed the door open and ran out as fast as possible. I just sat there. The noise had stop, but I didn't like the feeling I had in me. It'a hard to describe the feeling...It was like someone was there and it was just this feeling like I shouldn't be there or else...type thing. So, I saved my book real quick and ran downstairs and went to sleep in my mom's bed.
I have a past with the atic...This room I'm typing this in, use to be my old room, from when I was I think around 1 years old to 12 years old...
I'm putting this story up again just to bring this story back:
I did bloody mary once. It was in my school in the girls bathroom. I don't know if it matters, but it was a Christian school. It was early so no went in there. I turned out the lights and ran the water. Turned around three times saying Bloody Mary and then threw water on the mirror. (A girl went in there with me, but she got scared and ran out in the middle of it.) Anyways, nothing happened, until I think it was later or the next day. I forget (I did this 3 years ago in the 6th grade). But, I was washing my hands, and I noticed a thin marking on the mirrror. It took me a moment, but I found something. Lightly engraved ingraved letters said BLOODY MARY. I showed Samatha and Taylor and the other girl who ran out on me (Christina). They saw it and believed it. About a month later, the mirror split. To be exact, the space inbetween Bloody Mary. No one knew why it split, but me and the girls I showed know why.
Back in 1914, George W. Vanderbilt died from complications from a surgery he had for appendicitis. His wife was extremely upset. So late at night, in the Library, she would sit in front of the large marble fireplace, and talk with George. Though he was never really there. Her servants started to think she was losing her mind. To this day, late at night you can still hear her voice very softly talking with George. Also, You can feel George's presence in the Billiard Room, and the 2nd floor Oak Sitting room. One of his favorite rooms in the mansion. During rainy late nights, George would sit and read. Workers report feelings of being watched, apparitions, voices, laughing, & screams. A headless orange cat has been seen by numerous visitors roaming the area between the Gardens and the Bass pond. The Pool Room is also a focal point of unexplainable events. The sound of people swimming echoes throughout the entire lower floor in the dead of night. Insane laughter can be heard coming from the drain at the bottom of the pool. It is said to be haunted by a lady in black. Employees report hearing footsteps on the second floor. Its $10 for the small tour and $50 for the full tour of the house. But be sure you stay CLOSE to the guide. Odds are, there will only be 3 or 4 people touring with you
