Any Of You Ever lived In A Haunted House?

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I've never lived in a haunted house, however, I once lived with a woman who was scary.
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Sounds like astral projection to me. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astral_projection

Oh, how weird, thanks for that link! I never associated the dreams with out of body experiences before. They always used to just scare me so much that I'd develop insomnia to try and avoid them from happening. I'd stay awake until 3 or 4 in the morning until I dropped off, and then the dreams wouldn't come.

I have to admit though, after considering it, that similar feelings happen often in the mornings when my husband gets out of bed early to go to work. Its like the potential is there, but it doesn't fully happen. Mostly I remain in a half-sleep state for a couple hours till its time to get up, but I have very strong dreams even though I'm not fully asleep.
Coincidentally, I stopped having the dreams when I moved in with my husband about 7 years ago, and the only inklings that they could still happen are when he leaves in the morning and I'm in bed by myself. Also, I avoid taking naps because that's the best chance of one of those dreams happening. Weird. I haven't thought about it in a while but its all coming back to me! I used to have issues going to sleep until I moved in with my hubbie. I guess I don't like to sleep alone!
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I've had those exact feelings.

You're usually very vulnerable if you're extremely tired/exhausted. I experienced sleep paralysis or whatever you want to call it....in the hospital after the birth of my first child. And again after a long hike on the Appalachian trail......we really didn't bring enough food/drinks with us......after I got home and crashed into bed I had 2 encounters with this phenom...............


I had this experience: we had a home on the other side of town that we owned for 15 years. We had our two children growing up there and it just had a lot of firsts for us and it was a really cute home to start out in. This house had a lot of really good feelings with it.
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So I think our imprint was there. We had three buyers for it, but couldn't sell it for some reason, so we had it rented out and took a loss on some of our investments to get the other house that we own now.

After some time,I had a very vivid dream that I was in my old house walking around (still being rented by people we know) and it was nighttime and I saw the pictures on the wall in the hallway of small children, I walked on and entered the living room (still total darkness) and saw a person sitting in a white cushioned chair by the light of the moon in the corner...smoking a cigarette....I saw the red ember and smoke...I thought..Oh...and woke up ..didn't think much of that until a few weeks later when Dh & I went to our old home to collect rent and check up on things.

When we entered the house, we walked around to check on things, and I saw the hallway where the kids pictures were, they were the same ones I saw in my dream.....and I saw the white chair in the corner where I had seen the person sitting smoking....It was like I was there during the night in my dream......but was I?
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My great grandmothers upstairs bedroom was haunted. Not so much haunted as their was a spirit there. She was not nice to visitors until ggmom said it was ok. God forbid if someone she didn't like came calling! The house came with one piece of furniture and she was told it would be wise not to move it or use it - an old rickety rocking chair. She never did touch it and this please that spirit greatly!!

The story was that a 9 year old girl drowned in the ocean bay across the street from the house, and that was her room, and she loved that rocking chair. The spirit has to be a child, because my ggmom loved her. I never saw here, but did have something thrown at me once, until ggmom said knock it off!
 
this is an interesting thread.

this is 1 of my experiences

My grandfather died suddenly 2 years ago. my grandmother lived for nearly a year longer. when it became clear that she was dying, My aunt and uncle moved in with her to care for her. 2 days before she died, something told me that my aunt wouldn't be able to handle the next few days, without my help, so I offered to stay and help her. my first night there, I was sitting by grandmas bed side. (I was the only one with her at the time) when she became restless. I stood up and took her hand and stroked her forehead, telling her I was there and that I loved her. when I sensed that someone else was in the room. the only light was a lamp on a stand behind me and I know someone walked past that lamp, because there was a shadow on the bed. thinking it was my aunt, I turned to say something to her and saw no one. I wasn't scared, I actually felt quite safe, Maybe even peaceful. I can't say for shure but I think it was grandpa.
It turned out that when the time came My aunt fell apart, and my uncle had his hands full, just trying to keep her calm. and we changed rolls I was telling her what needed done and she was just trying to help where she could. we had time to call all of the family together and grandma was surrounded by her loved ones, I believe there were unseen loved ones there too. we all held hands and sung her to the other side.

Spirits? absolutely.
Ghost? perhaps
evil, or wicked? not at all
 
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We're talking about my sister, right? Dang, Opa, why would you do that?
 
boy the wheels are turning now.....
I don't know just what ghots are, but stuff does happen. and I have gotten spooked

I've never lived in a haunted house, but a GAunt did. would bounce on her bed and hang out in the celler, says she talked to the guy. and I believe her. me and one of my brothers did not like to stay in that house alone, and if we got left in there while someone ran to the bathroom or out side for a minute, we tryed to stay in the kitchen or right next to each other. we did not even think about stuff like spooks back then, I was 4-5 maybe 6 and my bro is about a year younger. the funny thing about that house was most stuff happen in the master bedroom, we did not like the living room, and would not cross it unless we were on the heels of an adult. they tell us those storys untill we where older.

also one of my best friends who is like the little sister I always wanted see things. she lives in Prairie Grove AR, is was one of the meny Civil War battlefields. they even have Prairie Grove Battlefield State Park. well anyways her GGrandma lives in an 1800 house that was there befor the war. I don't remember if anyone died there or not...but some of the fighting took place right by the house.
GGma Daisy is in her 80s, and only uses the kitchen, dinningroom, her be is in the living room, and there is a bathroom right off the kitchen. My friend Ky started talking about the house and histroy one day and this is where MY story starts
After sitting in the car out side the house talking about is, Ky {short for Kylah} shows me around. there is a big old door that opens off the kitchen away from the part of the house that gets used. it opens into a hallway, at the other end is the "front" door, pointing away from there the the foot of the stairs. first she shows me what was the master bedroom, neather of us step very far into it. as she is talking I can't help but to think how we can't hear all the laughing and talking of her family in the living room. well then we step back into the hall. it's in the afternoon and sunlight is flooding the hall. but the stair well is long and dark. I did ok untill we get three steps from the landing. I could see both door ways, and most of the landing. and as much as I wanted to see all the way into those rooms, to look out of those windoes, I could not make me self walk all the way up there. I had this funny filling like there was people up there hiding from me, and talking about me. but fear took hold of me and I said ok, we can go now.
it was cold up there and should not have been, and it was dark when it should have been flooded with amber light.
that was just over a year ago, and I still want to look out of those windoes...but me and ky are going to have a flash light and someone who is not already spooked.

She has seen people looking out of those windoes


people like these storys for diferent resions. me I want to know WHAT it is, cuz I really don't think it is people sticking around. and not all of it is bad, so it can't all be evil...

well thats what I've get for now
 
My dad died 3 months before I was born, My grandmother says that when I was little I would lay in my crib and look at the ceiling laughing and talking to someone, she believes I was seeing him.


My grandpa died 5 years ago, I was in the living room the night that we got the call he had passed, I didnt go to bed till about 5am that night but when I did I had a dream about him, He had this chair in the living room that sat by the window and usaully Only him would sit in it, I had become close to him his last few years, that night I went to sleep I dreamed I was sitting on the living room floor in front of his chair, My uncle and mom in the kitchen and my grandma on the couch, and him in his chair, I looked around and it looked like no one knew he was there, I even got up and asked that I thought he had died, He said to me "I'am here arent I?" I woke up after that and it was the same shock I felt the night before finding out he was gone it felt so real.

We hear doors opening and shutting, someone walking up the steps or hallway or backdoor and no ones there, I live in his old room now and more then once the door came open on its own, a couple times I have turned my computer COMPLETLY off and when id come in it would be on, (he worked on Tv's and computers)


After my mom passed 2 1/2 years ago a couple months after one of the dreams I had a dream of me standing outside of the back of the house, I saw her walking up the front porch into the house, I ran out to the front and went in and she was standing there in between the living room and kitchen with a handful of envolopes, she handed one to my grandma then handed me one, I looked down at it and saw my dads name, after that I woke up, I dont go into her old house, I get a fearful feeling in there alone.
 

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