Share your Ghost/Scary experiences

[WisconsinChick]

One time we were looking for a house. We came across one in the paper and wondered why it was so cheap. My oldest sister didnt want to come but we didnt think anything of it. When we got there we saw that ALL of the doors had been kicked in at one point and I had the feeling that someone was watching me. We went down to the basement which was way worse as far as the creepy feeling. My youngest sister said she 'saw' a skeleton in the floor. No one gave it a second thought though because she was young and it just sounded weird. When we got home everyone was talking about the house and everyone ended up saying that they felt like someone was watching them. Then my oldest sister (the one that didnt come along) told us that the reason why she didnt want to come. Her friend was the last and only person to rent the house and she slept over while helping her unpack. She had the same nightmare 8 or nine times-a man came in to the house, obviously very angry, he had a knife and was chasing a woman through the rooms, down to the basement. He eventually killed her and buried her in the floor in the basement. She later found out that that was exactly what happened and immediately helped her friend move out. The man was caught and the body was removed but its creepyness was still there.

 

[chicknmania]

We had all kinds of weird things happen in this house when we first moved here ten years ago, but over the years they have kinda diminished. But here are a couple we found interesting: My Father in law lived here with us for few years, actually he bought the house, and gifted it to us upon his death. Shortly after he died, my son took a model train set into his grandpa's old bedroom, and set it up on the floor. Next morning, the train set was thrown all over the room. No one had been in there.

A few years later we had our old cat put to sleep we'd had for sixteen years. A few days later I was doing regular household chores and saw our cat our of the corner of my eye, sitting in a patch of sunshine, but not in a spot he had ever sat in while alive. I turned and stared and the image of him was still there for several seconds, before gradually fading away. I hadn't been thinking of him at all, was caught totally off guard. Next night I heard loud purring from the back of the couch I was lying on while watching tv. I turned to pet what I thought was our other cat. There was no cat there. The purring continued for another second or two, coming from nothing, then faded away. And that was a spot where our old cat had liked to sit.

Sometime later my son and I were playing with the Ouija board during a power outage. Something I normally am afraid to do. But, we asked the Ouija board if there were spirits in the house; said yes; asked if they were friendly: yes; and when asked to name one, it spelled out my father in law's initials. Also confirmed the presence of our cat. Now, many people are skeptical about Ouija boards, but I wasn't that time.

 

[ole-crone]

I've had ghost experiences but the one I want to share didn't happen to me - it happened where we used to live.

This is not a fable/tale/ghost story that you pass around - it really happened. Shortly after it happened, it ended up being retold on a TV program. I tried to find something about it online to refresh my memory but couldn't.

It happened in the early 90's, East of Placerville, CA. P'ville is an old gold mining town in the Sierra Nevada foothills. Highway 50 runs through it and is a favorite route to Lake Tahoe. The old Pony Express ran along the same road and there are still mile markers.

It is freeway between Placerville and Pollock Pines but east of that, it turns into a twisty, two lane, mountain road. At night it can be very dark. A woman and her small child (my mind says 18 months old but might have been younger) were driving the dark road between Pollack Pines and the other small mountain communities along Highway 50 and had a single car accident. No one had any idea that her car had plunged off the mountain road, down a gulley. I believe she was killed at that time but the little boy was alive in his carseat. I seem to remember that a missing person's report was filed but no one knew where to look. They had no idea about the accident.

Two strange incidences helped them find the wreck and get to the boy days later, before he died from exposure and dehydration.

A couple were driving east on Hwy 50 when to the woman's surprise she saw a naked woman laying on the side of the road. She alerted her husband and they turned around to check but found nothing. She was sure she saw her so they noted the mile marker, and drove on home to call the sheriff.

The sheriff thought it was weird but went out to look. The search party drove up and down the highway and found nothing. They checked the area carefully, physically getting out of the car and looking over the sides of the road in case the woman had fallen over. Nothing. They carefully noted everything, looking for a clue about where the body might be. Nothing. They finally decided that either the woman hadn't seen what she thought or someone was playing tricks on passing cars - they didn't find any trace of anything.

It nagged at one deputy and he decided to go drive the route again, just in case. This time, as he drove up the highway something caught his eye - a baby shoe sitting out in the middle of the road. He turned the car around, pulled over to the side, got out and picked up the shoe. From the point where he saw the shoe, he walked over to the side and could see something metal. He'd found the car. At first, he assumed that the mother must have dragged herself up to the roadside above but returned to the baby but she was still seatbelted in place and she was fully clothed. Upon examination, they decided that she had died on impact. The baby was fine but cold and dehydrated. I can't remember if he was missing a shoe or not but they wondered why when the area was being searched for the woman's body, did no one notice a shoe on the road. It was right there in plain sight when found.

I think the mother was behind it all - she wanted her baby to live. She caused the vision on the side of the road, made the deputy feel uneasy so he'd return and somehow made that shoe suddenly become obvious to point out their location.

 

[hazelton farms]

I remember that story..about the woman and her baby. Strangely, I was thinking about it just a couple of days ago for some reason...

Stacy

 

[MonkeyZero]

Woah these are great, yet some that are sad... and a few that a lovely. I'd freak if I saw God saving someone... I would be so enlightened. Miracles do happen.

 

[clarkestep]

That's fine with me. And it is a true story!

JC
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Thats a really good story.

Do you mind if I email it to a couple of my friends?

 

[DuckyBoys]

Well I have never seen a ghost and I hope I never do. My problem is that I can see predictions, sorta. It is kinda hard to explain. Not all of it is good and I don't really like it to be honest. When the last shuttle exploded I saw that pass through my thoughts the day it launched. They are just flighty little thoughts, not anything special so it isn't like I could act on it if I wanted because I only know later that it was true.

The other thing that happens to me A LOT is the dreams stuff. I can almost ALWAYS tell when something is true in them - but like I said the bad stuff makes me uncomfortable so I don't think about it. But it does happen.

My mom has the same problem. I don't like it at all and I wish it would never happen again even if they were only the good things.

I did see my free ride scholarship to college though - that was kinda cool - as well as my acceptance to a particular grad school program, nice. But the death of my dog...that SUCKED.

 

[nccountrygirl]

This is a copy and paste from last year


Kerr, here it is, and I have goose bump as I type this. In 1982 My ex and I moved from Raeford NC to Sanford NC. We rented a big farm house and live there about a month before the strange things started happening. One night My ex woke with what he described as a heavy pressure on his chest. We started seeing something shoot up the stairs. We had a small door leading to the attic on the upstairs landing that we would find open every morning, we always shut it at night. My ex nailed it shut, the next morning it was open. My DD was afraid to sleep in her room, she saw shadows. It was winter and we had a wood stove in the living room and kept the door closed, I would cook dinner and bring the plates in to everyone so I would have to kick the door to get the ex to open it for me. One night we were eating and the house ghost ( as it was so named ) kicked the door, we were all in the room. I was going to give my kids their baths one night and was going upstairs to get their PJ's, when I started up the stairs I heard my name called, the kids slept in their underwear that night. I always had a creepy feeling in the house as if something was watching me. A friend's aunt came from Lenoir NC and blessed the house, and it stopped for awhile, then it started up again, she told us to never give it a name as it would follow us . I took my kids and left my ex with the house. I'm hope I didn't bore anyone to death with this. There is so much more to it than this, maybe another time I'll go in to more detail. Laura

 

[ZykloniaDark-GothikRanchr]

I have seen ghosts since I was 5 yrs old. the first time I ever saw one, I was in Zanesville Ohio, visiting my great-grandma's house with my grandmother. The house she lived in was very old, and we slept up on the second floor. I had to use the bathroom one night, and I got up, walked down the hall, and was about to go through the door, when a little man in a round hat asked me what time it was. I shook my head and told him I didn't know how to tell time. I continued into the bathroom, and he walked down the hall. A few seconds later my grandma was standing in the doorway, and she asked me who I was talking to. I told her a little man asked me what time it was. She just nodded and walked back to the bedroom. I went back to bed.
When I woke the next day, my grandma called me into the parlor (the room I was NEVER usually allowed in!!) and she had me sit on the couch while she pulled out a big scrapbook. She flipped through and showed me an old photo. It was the man I had seen the night before!!! She told me he had built the house, and died there. He was even laid out right there in the parlor we were sitting in for his family to visit after he passed. She never made a big deal of it, and she knew I saw him. Ever since, I have seen or felt spirits. I am a paranormal investigator now in my spare time, I go with a group we created. I do research and photography.

 

[L&Schickens]

My grandfather passed away a year and a half ago dec. 10th. My grandmother, his wife of nearly 50 years, died of lung cancer 10 years before that.
When my grandfather died, my father did not want to be in the room when they "Pulled the plug". It was just my brother and I, his only grand children. After his heart stopped beating my brother and I started crying. The suddenly he gasped his last breath. this made us laugh and cry at the same time.
Later, after my father had come into the room with us, my brother left and dad stayed with me for a few moments longer. Then we walked out of the ICU together. Suddenly, we both smelled French fries.
"Do you smell, French fries?" he asked me.
"Yes, I do." I replied.
"This may sound strange, but the last time I saw grandma, she asked me to get her something," I continued.
"Really? What was it," he asked.
"I was worried she was going to ask me for a cigarette, because I knew she had been in the hospital for a while. But she asked me to get her some French fries." He looked down at me in disbelief.
"No kidding?" he said.
"Yep, and I cried when I told her I could not get her any in the hospital."
"Well, maybe now mom and dad are eating fries together." my dad said as we walked out of the ICU. The smell disappeared as we went into the waiting room.