ghost stories

i get into this around halloween...anyone have any good (and true!) unexplainable stories to share?

I have a couple...my mother (when I was a baby) was driving with me in the passenger seat.  She went past a small lake near our house and glanced over at it.  For a split second she says she saw an old wwII plane hovering over it, then it was gone.  She swears this is true to this day...i gotta believe her.

When i couldn't sleep one night after fighting with my boyfriend (now husband) i was looking out the window and a light flashed from pretty far away, then again brighter and closer to the window...it was a really 'white' light, like a huge star and took up about 1/3 of the space in the window.  Anyway, the next morning (after being significantly freaked out by it) I looked out the window and figured I'd be able to see the sky from there, but there were trees blocking the view, so whatever it was it was in our backyard floating around (i was on the second floor).

oh my gosh..... so glad its light out right now.. no way i could read these and be in the dark lol.

There's a few I can think of, but not nearly as exciting as some of the stories posted. (that may or may not be a good thing. :P)

1. My dad is atheist and really has no beliefs this includes ghosts. He works day shift so has to be up very early for work, my mom who is disabled still gets up every morning to sit and chat with him though before he leaves for work. Well It was around the time my great grandmother died. I guess one morning there was some sort of milky/fog like figure in one of our hallways. My dad saw it, but didn't say anything because he figured maybe it was just his eyes. Especially since the figure was no longer there. However, my mom had saw it too and it was later on when she mentioned it that my dad actually fessed up to seeing it too.

2. One night it was kind of a rainy dreary day my mom, my little sister and I were out in the sun room of our house just talking when my sister saw something across the field...we all looked across and we saw it too. It looked like an old man, but his figure was completely white we all might have figured it was our eyes playing tricks..but no, if we all saw it. The man was just standing there in the rain and we really thought someone was over near our woods across the field...we kept looking and he was still there, however...we looked again and there and from the stance he was he was no longer.

3. Apparently at my house weird things have been going on (I am now in NY and only visit occasionally.) I can't remember all the details my mother said but she claimed things went missing (I experienced this on one of my visits and it would often cause fights between everyone. Haha.) Tv's were turning on by themselves and not only that...but switching channels when no one was in that room but maybe the room close by, my sister could hear voices and one day saw the ghost. Other occurrences happened.

What is the most interesting is I was terribly upset about this, but I got a message from my sister on AIM one day that said that my mom was terribly sick she was talking in her sleep burning up (she had a 106 temperature.) and my sister said she was acting like our grandmother was before she died in '07. That scared the hell out of me. Luckily, my mom got to the ER and then got a doctors appointment. Apparently her diagnoses was that my mom actually had A FLU FROM THE 1800's! It was a flu that did not cause vomiting, but terribly high fevers and the such and killed a lot of children back in those days. My mom and everyone was trying to figure out how the hell did she get a disease a rare one at that from the 1800's? Then my mom figured IT WAS THE GHOST. Maybe a message to her that he was there.

My grandfather who lives pretty much next door comes over pretty much everyday and sits and has coffee with my mom. For no reason at all he gets talking about our family in the past who lived around the area. (my great grandfather's siblings and himself.) I believe that my great grandfather's parents died and the many siblings were left to tend for themselves. (I may be wrong on this part.) There was an older sister who was pretty much in charge of watching the children. One of the little boys in the family was very ill...in fact he had been in bed for weeks with a terribly fever. Suddenly one day he kind of seemed like his spirits were lifted and he asked the older sister if he could go outside to the apple tree and pick an apple, she was a little skeptical, but he seemed confident enough in his health that she let him. Apparently as he was climbing the tree or perhaps after the climb he fell right flat to the ground and died. (maybe the climb was too much strain on his weak heart.) I have no idea. The sister never forgave herself after that and I heard she went through terrible depression up until the day she died. My grandfather said that my great grandfather (he would have been my grandfather's father in law) had told him this story about his siblings and it was just brought up that day. A little light lit inside of my mom and she figured that the ghost had been that very little boy who died that day and maybe the illness was a sign. My mother never told my grandfather about the ghost and what was going on in the house either. So it was just a very odd experience.

very scary..so many unexplainable things.  Anyone ever have something happen that they could kind of reason into something that does make sense, even though it was very strange? 

Last month I had something like that happen to me..I was up in the morning before work..drinking tea and watching that movie about jane austen with anne hathaway (sp?).  I started getting ready for work in the bedroom and bathroom and I heard some keys jiggling.  I checked the apartment door to see if my husband had forgotten something for work and had to come back in, but no one was there.  I went back to doing my hair/makeup.  I heard the keys about 2 more times after that, each time I checked the door.  At quarter of 8, I had to leave to go to work so I started looking for my keys.  I couldn't find them ANYWHERE...like worse than any morning of "oh no, where are my keys, oh there they are".  I eventually called my husband (after being 20 minutes late to work already) and had him make sure he didn't take them with him.  He said he didn't have them, so I frantically looked everywhere..even in my car..they were no where. 

I had my bookbag packed for the gym, I only go everyother day and though I did glance in there I figured they couldn't be in there because I had driven home and gotten in the apt the night before and hadn't used my bookbag for two days, so they couldn't be in there.  That's where I found them though...at the bottom of my bookbag. 

I reasoned it to the fact that i may have dropped them in there mindlessly while putting my clothes in, but my clothes were on my bed and my keys are usually in the living room, so I don't understand how they would be at the bottom of the bag since I would have put the clothes in first.  It's still hard to believe that i'd drop them in anyway, because i never do that and i usually always have my bookbag zipped up by the time it makes it to the living room.

Well I have an experience that happened to me when I was still in school that kind of freaked me out.  It's not as great as all the other stories in here.

When I was little I use to sleep with a stuff animal.  I had many stuffed animals so I usually has a different one each night.  Anyways, I woke up one night and turned to hug onto my teddy bear and when I looked at it, the face was all white and glowing and it looked like a human face!!!  I threw the stuffed animal and hid under the covers.  That really scared me so finally a little bit later I got the nerve and retreived the bear and it's face was back to normal.  I never slept with that bear again.

I'm convinced beyond a doubt that my childhood home is haunted.

Story #1. Sister M is asleep, and has feeling of intense pressure on her chest and wakes up, thinking its the dog. Then the pressure starts in on her throat. She cannot scream, move or get up from bed. There is absolutely no one there! Then she cannot breathe. It only stops when I walk into the room and find her sprawled on her bed crying. Totally freaked her out, and she wouldn't sleep alone for about 3 months.

Story #2. Sister A is in her room reading a book when the dog starts this weird, growling whining bark towards the closet. You could tell that he was absolutly terrified and wanted to keep whatever he was "seeing" away. Sister A looks up and catches a young boy dissapering into her closet. It happened three more times over the years.

Story #3. I was washing my hands in the bathroom. I had the door open and no lights on, because there was enough light comming in from the hallway. I saw a movement in the doorway and turned to look. I saw perfectly clearly a young boy, about 13 or 14, just fading away. He had brown hair and was wearing brown or black pants. I wasn't scared, just surprised.

My mom believed us, but dad thinks its all hogwash. The family that lived there before us had two boys and a girl. One of the boys was very sick, so I think he died shortly after they moved, and his spirit came back to the place it "knew" That's just a theory, though.

Alright, I forgot exactly what age I was but I was pretty young, I was sleeping in my room (it was really hot so I didn't have a blanket) and I remember waking up and seeing a figure at the end of my bed so I freaked out shut my eyes and opened it and there was a different one and I did that for a while and there were different figures each time.. so I sat there for a while before I ran to my mom's room...

My aunt also stayed in a house, she bought it from someone else, and she said she saw an old man ghost in a plaid shirt rocking, I guess the person who owned the house before her saw the same man/ghost but never said anything...

My mom said she has seen a ghost before too.

Original Post by soglialoro:

 dude how can you not believe in ghosts if that happened right in front of you..??

 I just try and tell myself it was a trick of the eye. Maybe the way the light was hitting the road or something? I'm just a huge skeptic when it comes to the supernatural.

I hate that my mom was there and saw it also. If I was alone, it would make it easier to believe it was all in my head.

My mom told me a story one time that happened when she was a child.

My grandma and her five kids went to visit my aunt in Bakersfield, Calif. There were a couple of old friends that came over to visit also. Someone had the bright idea to take out the Ouija board for some kicks. So all the kids were sent outside to play. The adults turned out the lights and lit candles all over the kitchen. They goofed around a little until my moms aunt actually contacted someone.  It was a man who was very angry. All of a sudden there was a huge heavy cold wind that burst through the windows and blew out the candles, Mind you this was a stale hot summer night . Everybody freaked out and jumped up when one of the kids came running in yelling that the car was rolling through the yard towards the cliff. One of the men caught the car in time to stop it. Everyone ran over and realized that the emergency brake was on!!

Kinda freaky.   

At my old house I was sitting in my living room and my dad walked out of his room and in front of the couch where I was sitting and into the kitchen.

2 seconds later my dad walked out of his room.

The first person was not my dad. And no one else was in the house.

My grandpaw believed in ghosts. He used to tell us stories that would curl your hair. He once told us about his family living in a renovated tobacco barn when he was about 10 years old. This was around 1914. He said it was late at night and he was sleeping in a loft area over the kitchen part of the barn. He said he was laying in bed listening to his mother moving about the kitchen below. As he started to dose off, he felt the bed shift as if someone had sat down on the bed at his feet. Thinking it was his brother who shared the bed with him, he spoke to him but didn't receive an answer. Again, he said his brother's name. No answer. So, my grandpaw turned over and sitting at the foot of his bed was a woman. At first, he thought his mom had come upstairs, then he realized he could still hear his mom downstairs in the kitchen. It was at this point he said, that the hair on his neck stood up and the woman made a move as if she were going to lean over him. He said he screamed and threw the quilt over his head and continued to scream until his mom and brother were there with him, trying to comfort him. Grandpaw said he never saw the woman again but his brother told him about being in the house alone once while he was waiting for everyone to come in from the field. His brother was in the loft when he heard the door open downstairs and he then heard footsteps walk across the floor and start up the stairs. His brother turned to look, thinking it was my grandpaw, but the footsteps kept coming up the stairs and no sign of anyone. When the footsteps stopped at the top of the loft, his brother took off down the stairs and out the door. Grandpaw said they moved not long after that. Anyway, my grandpaw would tell us these stories whenever the power went out and it was stormy and the wind would howl outside because he knew it scared the living daylights out of us.

OK Schnooder...that's enough for me. I'm all creeped out now. Can't read anymore of these posts. Everyone have a fun Halloween!

yes schnooder, i have to agree that your story gave me the chills...did u ask him if he walked thru there again back to his room without you noticing? if not, that's terrifying!  

I love all these posts...i'm afraid i'll be very freaked out tonight when i go to bed..even with my husband in the room. 

I actually had totally forgotten this but about a year ago back when I was at home I took a nap because I was feeling depressed and all of a sudden it felt like someone had their arms around me holding me. I thought I was dreaming as I lay there, but I wasn't. When I was fully aware of this and didn't see anyone there with me it didn't take me long to run out of my room and tell my mother what was going on.

My cousin told me another story too. Apparently for fun one year my cousin and a group of his friends went to a cemetary with a ouija board. They asked if anyone was there and they got a "yes" all of them were starting to get freaked, but it wasn't until someone asked for the name of the person who was talking with them and it started to spell a name that most of his friend's wanted to get the hell out of there. My cousin wanted to look for the name in the cemetary, but had to leave as the rest were going to.

Original Post by mdillman3:

...did u ask him if he walked thru there again back to his room without you noticing? if not, that's terrifying!  

 

 

Yeah I did! I was like, dad did you not jut come out of there? He was like, no I just woke up.

So yeah it was totally creepy and thinking about it creeps me out. I am going to think about puppies and cupcakes the rest of the night!

yea, i know how you feel...now that it's dark out i am freaking out from all these stories. 

about all the ouija boards...i have a really old looking one..very bent out of shape and i used to use it as a kid with all the friends made and it always told us names of people and answers to questions.  Some were freaky and i'm sure a lot of the kids were moving it to say things. When i got a little older...before drinking was at all in the scope of things to do..in my early teens, i realized that i could make it move without actually moving it.  I would have my fingers barely touching it with someone elses on the other side and i'd think really hard of a name or something and it'd always go to it.  Always.  I swear i wasn't physically moving it, but it would always go to what i wanted it to go to.  After I realized that i stopped using it because i don't really think it really works the way people think.  I have no explanation for any of it, and i'm really second guessing myself and thinking i may have been slightly moving it just because i was concentrating really really hard.  i don't know...now because of that i don't get afraid about it at all..i've used it a couple times in my 20s still with the same kind of thing happening, but i don't think it's anything supernatural

The last house I live in had a couple ghosts in it. I saw them almost every night. Only sitting in the living room though, i would see them walking past the door to the kitchen. A man and a boy. Always together and just walking.  I started dating a man who grew up in that neighbourhood. Before I told him about the man and boy(he wasn't the type to believe me), he told me when he was a kid a boy his age and his uncle were killed in a farm accident. He thought for a few minutes and said there last name, Potter. The Potters still live next door and I did some research and they did lose a brother and a child.

In my moms old apartment there's a miner type guy. Black shadowy silloette, tall, husky with a big jacket and hat. He stands in hall then disappears. She's seen him too.

I love this stuff! 

Ooh!!I just thought of another one. I was sleeping over at my boyfriends house. He rented a room from a friend who got the house from his dead gramma. His room had a window facing out into the back yard. I woke up one night, checked the time, 3:36, rolled my eyes and layed back down.I looked towards the window and saw a shadow(I figure the big dog that the belonged to the owner of the house). I put my glasses on cause I can't see well without them. It was his gramma. she was standing on the outside of the window. I rubbed my eyes think I must be dreaming. Opening my eyes, she was on the inside of the widow. I blinked a couple times think this is odd. Then she was right beside the bed. I said good night Jon"s gramma and went easily back to sleep. Surprisingly I was very calm, I think about it now and find it odd that i wasn't freaking out a little.

Original Post by immom:

 I woke up one night, checked the time, 3:36

Apparently 3am to 4 am is the time for the most paranormal activity. Ever since I learned that I noticed waking up the most between those times. Creepy!

if i ever by chance wake up between those times, i'm going to hide my face in the pillow until i go back to sleep. 

i love this stuff too...i've had a lot of friends/coworkers/family experience these kinds of things and i can't help but get really interested and want to hear more.

Back when I was in college, my gf and I were at a party and decided to walk home b/c my friend who we rode with was hooking up with another girl.  It was around 1:30 in the morning, cold and foggy - you really couldn't see more than a few feet in front of your face. We both had a bit too much to drink but figured it was only a couple of miles home so it shouldn't be a problem.

It was dark out, no moon to speak of and misting. The rain started getting heavier and heavier and turned into a downpour.  We were getting soaked when we came upon a car sitting on the side of the road.  We didn't see anyone around so we hopped in the backseat to get out of the rain.

After a few minutes the car started moving by itself.   Between the late hour, the cold, and having a bit too much to drink we both kind of looked at each other, too scared to move or do anything.  The car continued down the road.  We kept looking at each other not knowing what to do.  The road was coming up to a curve up ahead, up above a cliff.   Right when we thought for sure the car was going to go over the cliff, a ghostly arm seemed to come out of thin air, and turn the steering wheel and kept us on the road.

We were both freaking out by now.  We continued down the road, and again the road started to curve.  Like before the ghostly arm appeared and turned the wheel so that we stayed on the road.

That was enough for me.  I told my gf we were getting out of there.  I grabbed her hand, we jumped out of the car and ran like he#* across a field, never looking back.  About 10 minutes later we came across a Denny's and stopped in for coffee.  By then we were both pretty much sobered up and were talking about the strange events that happened in the car.

While we were talking, there was this old married couple that came in the door.  The guy took a look at us and then turned to his wife and said, "Honey, there are those kids who jumped out of our car when we were pushing it to the gas station!"