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BEDROOM GHOSTS

In Bed With a Ghost:
Whilst my fiancee was sleeping - I was working nights - she woke as the temperature dropped in the house. She sat up and heard the locked front door open and close and then relock. She then heard some one walk up the stairs open the bedroom door and get into bed with her. Also on another occasion, we were in the sitting room when we heard footsteps upstairs on the landing and the bedroom doors start opening and closing by themselves. I went upstairs and closed the doors and not an hour later I went up to the bathroom and the doors were open again.

The Phantom Head:
It was about 2 or 3 weeks ago. I live in a house that was converted in apartment. I live in a two and a half and in my room my bed is against the wall. Anyway the house is about 200 years old so the floors cracked a lot. Like I said, 2 or 3 weeks ago I was asleep one night, and I don't know at what hour in the night, but a cracking in the floor woke me up. I'm a light sleeper. Anyway I didn't open my eyes, I just stayed laying down, eyes closed and listened to the cracking.
About one or two minutes after I noticed it it stopped. I turned to the side and opened my eyes a little to see if the door to my room was shut. My door was shut. I think I looked at the door for about 30 seconds then I turned on my back again, this time with my eyes wide open. I saw the most frightening sight I ever saw, a face was coming out of the wall. It had greenish skin and it stared at me.
In panic I got up and my head passed through his. I felt an icy cold pass through. Then I was sitting on my bed. I made an 180 degrees turn to see it and it kept staring at me. I tried to get up but my legs were entangled in my sheets. I fell from my bed and my head hit the floor. When I opened my eyes again I was still caught in my sheets. I had a nasty headache but the face was gone.
For 2 days I couldn't sleep in my bed. Now and again I still hear the floor cracking and a faint laughter but when it happens I don't open my eyes and I try to ignore it. I'm presently researching the history of this house to see if I can find a connection to what I heard and saw.

My Cousin's House
At night in my cousin's home he would hear the desk scrapping the floor, the rocking chair rocking and a chair moving around. All the stuff that was stored there belonged to my grandmother Grace Veto. On one strange night, which got Tom and Amiee to move, Tom woke up feeling hot and he went to get up but a person of some sort held him down to the bed. Tom is the size of a football player and he was shocked to experience this. He finally got up and saw no one but Amiee who was fast asleep."How could Amiee force him down with great strength?" he asked himself. Well, when he got up he saw marks and bruises on his chest and stomach. He woke Amiee and from then on I don't know.

"It"
These occurrences happened at my Grandparent's home, the house is located between Nelsonville, Oh, and Logan, on just the outside of a little burg called Carbonhille, Oh. My Grandmother knew what "It" was but she would never tell any of the 11 children or any of the grandchildren,I don't even know if my Grandfather knew what "It" was it would stay in a closet under the stairs that lead to the bedrooms, would only come out when everyone was in bed, only when someone was going to get sick in the next couple of weeks. No one saw anything, It could only be heard felt. When someone was going to get sick, you could hear the closet door open and hear footsteps on the stairs as "It" climbed up the steps. The footsteps sounded like a very elderly person was walking, pulling themselves up the stairs, like it couldn't go on much more, it was so tired.
"It" would go to the bed of whomever was going to get sick, pat them like a Mother comforting her child, pull the covers up, tuck them in. The "It" would slowly go back downstairs to the closet, the door could be heard, softly closing. Whithin a couple of weeks, the person "visited" would be sick. It didn't matter if someone lived in the house all the time or just spending the night it didn't matter if more than one was going to get sick. I remember my Mother telling me when her, her 2 sisters little brother had Typhoid Fever, before they came down with it, all 4 of them were "visited" the same night. The youngest girl, my aunt seemed to be the one child of my Grandparent's 11 children that was sick the most. She is now 74 still won't talk about "It" much. She will only say, that she still remembers "It". "It" still scares her to death.

The Watcher
In the two years I lived in this house there were some terrifying occurrences. These included lights going on and off by themselves, the tv and stereo turning on by themselves, the sound of somebody running through the house, pounding sounds in the master bedroom walls, the bed being pushed up from the underside hard enough to send it crashing back into its frame, the toilet flushing on its own, pets seeing something we couldn't and reacting by crying and trying to hide from what ever they saw/felt, and the sound of doors slamming hard enough to shatter them. Upon inspection, there was nothing wrong with any of them. The guest room closet would never stay locked, and when locked, was always found opened up the next day.
One night, a misty cloud with little blue and white lights in it floated into the master bedroom. I saw the gray outline of a man watching me with sparkling golden eyes.. He then turned and disappeared into the dining room. I heard my name called out loudly when I was home alone, and windows shook in their frames like there was an earthquake. I could never shake the feeling that something was going to start fires in the house, but that never happened. The woman I sold it to tracked me down years later to ask me about what my experiences were in the house. I told her and she started to cry, telling me that she was alone in the guest room when a cloud of mist appeared in the room and two "men" stepped out of the mist, forced her on the bed and held her down and attacked her. She moved out that day.

The Blue Man
My first experience was in my bedroom when I was very young. I felt someone holding my hand and it woke me out of a sound sleep. I looked up and saw an old man looking down on me. He was wearing a hat and was quite blue in color - you could almost see through him. I was quite scared but I knew he was not going to hurt me. Every now and then I hear an old man's voice just in a whisper giving me comfort.

The Ghost of the Landlord's Uncle
I have lived in my house for 16 years and I have been experiencing strange things since we moved in. Since I was a kid, I have always felt strange about my mother's bedroom. There have been times where I have run out of the bedroom from being creeped out by something. The main thing that freaked me out by the bedroom was the huge closet. Lately the strange feeling has moved to the kitchen, where I now feel these creepy feelings. The feelings are only when I am out of the kitchen, not when I am in it. The basement is another place that has ALWAYS creeped me out. Still does after 16 years. I am 24 years old and it still gives me the creeps. After many strange occurrences in this home, my mother recently told me that our landlord's uncle died in the bedroom that my mother sleeps in in. This happened many years before we moved into it. There was a picture taken of my mom years ago that had a strange light over her head - a face that we thought was strange.

CHILD GHOSTS

The Phantom Child
The house in this account is located in downtown Ottawa and was built around the same time as the Rideau Canal. It started with the impression that a small child was observing us when we - my sister and I - did laundry in the basement. It felt as if the child was spying on us from the stairwell. Events escalated to keys and other small things disappearing from the ground floor when we were in a hurry to leave, to get to work or any other activity only to reappear a few minutes later in the most obvious of places: kitchen table, coffee table in living room, middle of floor in entrance of house...About a month after we had moved in the faucet in the kitchen would turn on by itself when no one was on the ground floor of the house. I am not talking about a small leak but the water running full blast.
This little being also loved playing with our two cats. He seemed to be very curious about the television. He once made his presence known to us by making the lid on the garbage right beside us move of its own volition while we were watching a movie. He also appeared to my sister in the middle of the night. She woke up to see a transparent child looking at the television in her room, just standing there. The TV was off at the time. We never felt threatened by this little creature.

Invisible Toddler
I hear the sound of a toddler (about 18 months) running up and down my hallway, but never goes into any of the rooms. My cat stares down the hallway the entire time, his body rigid, his ears forward and his eyes huge. There is just my husband and I as our children are grown and on their own.

FOOTSTEPS

Footsteps. Very clearly human. We would hear someone pacing up on the third floor of our house which used to be servants quarters. The strange thing is, they only happened just before we made a change in the house, especially to the plumbing. This is a 100 year old house so there were a lot of necessary changes. Actually we haven't heard him since the last major change which was to the laundry room. At that time I could see clearly out the back window to the outside steps to the third floor - which were empty - but I could hear him walking up and down them as plain as day.

FORMLESS GHOSTS

Strange Cloud
In my house my friend and I have witnessed an apparition on 3 occasions .We were sitting in the kitchen at my house with only one of the two lights on .None of the doors or windows were open, there were no t.v.s or radios on but a dark cloud appears to move across the kitchen from the door leading from the hall to the door to the garden. It was about 2 or 3 inches off the ground and was about 5ft 5" to 6ft tall. The cloud in itself appears to be moving - it is difficult to describe. The only times I have seen this is when my friend is at the house. My house is quite large and is over 60 years old.

Haunted Items
Sometime after I removed items from an abandoned home in town I began experiencing odd occurrences. Voices, odors, a rattling door...

GRAVEYARD GHOSTS

The Possessed Parsonage
We moved into the Parsonage in June of '96. The cemetery is about 60 feet from the house, and the church is around 45 feet away from the house. Within a week of moving in, we heard doors opening and three footsteps walk from the front door into the kitchen. The living room door would open by itself and on occasions we would find it ajar the next morning. We have seen unexplained lights on the wall, and have heard someone talking and breathing when there is no one there. Our cats appear to be playing with an unseen person. My daughter and her friend, right before midnight on New Year's Eve, saw a man that they were able to see through, smoking a cigarette leaning on one of the headstones she visits frequently, then he waved at them. There was no one else out in our yard at the time. She looked again and he was gone. There have been unaccountable sounds and figures out in the cemetery in the very early hours of the morning. My husband saw a person walk from the living room to the hall, to the bedroom. Thinking it was a friend, he went to the bedroom to find out what he was doing. Only our cat was sitting in the doorway appearing to watch something in the corner of the room. There was no one in the bedroom, his friend was in the den on the phone at that time. I have smelled smoke in various places in the house and have felt someone following me down the stairs to the basement.
We have since then bought an EMF Meter* and can sometimes follow our visitor through portions of the house. It has been a very enlightening experience. It doesn't happen all the time, it mainly comes in waves. We believe the spirit to be one who is laid to rest in the cemetery. We think his name is Foster Fletcher, a WWII Vet. There isn't much else we know about him. But my daughter would love to see a photograph to see if it is the same person she saw in the cemetery that night.
On another occasion, in the early morning hours, two friends who were sleeping over, were in the den, one playing video games and the other lyingon the bed with my daughter. The den door opened, stayed open for a few seconds and then closed again. Everyone else was in bed asleep. It seems that Foster is just checking on my daughter and making sure she is ok.

The Bride of Graceland Cemetery

One evening about a year ago I was driving past Graceland Cemetery in the rain and I saw a woman standing by the gates. She was wearing a white dress that reminded me of a wedding dress. She was standing in the rain unprotected and I remember thinking "Wow, someone is going to a wedding." I also remember thinking that it was strange that someone dressed for a wedding was standing out in the rain by a cemetery, but I drove on and quickly forgot the incident.
I didn't think of that woman until a few weeks ago when a fellow coworker who lives near the cemetery told me a story that supposedly happen to a friend of his. Again on an evening when it was raining this man saw a woman standing by the cemetery gates in a wedding dress. He stopped and asked her if she was all right and offered her a lift home. Supposedly he gave her his coat to help keep her warm. When she got to the house where she said she lived she got out without giving him his coat back.
The next day this man went to the house to ask for his coat back and an older woman answered the door. When he told her that he must have driven this woman's daughter home yesterday and asked for his coat she told him that that was impossible for her daughter was dead. He didn't believe her, thinking that they wanted to keep his coat. Eventually that woman said drive me to the Graceland Cemetery and I'll show you her tombstone.
When they got to her grave marker this man's coat was draped over it.
When I told this to my fiancé she told people at work and one woman who lives in the same neighborhood as Graceland Cemetery said that she had heard of similar stories for years.

Stormy Weather
I have a story that happened to us in the summer of 1965, either July or August. It was a really hot summer day, no wind or air moving at all, a haze hanging over the corn fields and dust covering everything in sight. My mom wanted to go for a ride to cool off so all of us (mom, my brother, me and my baby daughter) got into the car and eventually ended up at the graveyard. We were walking around looking at the stones and wondering about the people and who they were and mother stopped at one and said
"Oh, I wonder what the weather was like the day this poor soul died"
Well almost instantly, on this clear scorching hot hazy day with NO wind, a Ice cold wind blew up, like an arctic blast and we headed for the car and even the windows had fogged up it was so cold, as soon as we pulled away from the graveyard it was scorching hot again. We never told many people about this but it really happened.

Macabre Moncton
There is a myth about a 16 year old girl named Rebecca Lutes who apparently died in 1876 when the city of Moncton (don't know if it had a different name then) when she was found guilty of witchcraft. When she was buried, they apparently threw her in upside down so she wouldn't dig herself out. They also put a 4 block slab of concrete on top so she could never get out. I just happen to be a very curious person about what goes on in this city and its almost impossible to find anyone in Canada besides people in Moncton who know what I'm talking about.

HAUNTED HOUSES

The Haunted House
I was about 10 years old when my family & I moved into a 2-story stone house on a dirt road in Clayton county, Iowa built in the 1860s. It was (and still is, to my knowledge) a rental property. Just about immediately, bizarre events began occurring. The night we moved in a small electric table lamp in one of the upstairs bedrooms suddenly came on. The really strange part was that the light was not plugged into an outlet, and even remained on for a few seconds after the cord had been traced down and the plug was still being held. Small objects also had a way of moving around. Objects like keys, knick knacks, etc. even occasionally slid off tables in full view of family members.
There was at times, highly localized icy cold spots in the upstairs of the house, and on a few occasions, different family members even spotted an amorphous black foggy-appearing mass roaming about the upstairs hall. On one occasion, it emerged from a closed door at the end of the upstairs hallway, and floated down the hallway, entering the open bedroom doorway at the opposite end, with the door closing behind it. There were almost too many odd occurrences in the place, and I'm amazed we lived there as long as we did. (About a year.)

Toward the end of our stay there, we learned that the place had a history. For one thing, the individual that built it, did so because he was about to be married, and needed a place to raise his future family. When his fiancee jilted him just days before the wedding, he committed suicide by hanging himself in the barn. Many years later, (the mid 1990s) after I'd moved away from the area, We happened to be going through the area on business, when I had the urge to take a detour, and see if the place was still there. Not only was it still there, but a rather friendly middle-aged couple was living there, who invited us in to take a look. Soon, (and with no provocation from us) they began talking about how much "character" the place had, and how they'd been hearing odd noises in the place. Then they'd start talking about something else for awhile, and eventually start talking about the odd occurrences again.

One of the more spectacular happenings that they eluded to was how after returning from town one day, they found most or all of the appliances in the kitchen on. And if I remember correctly, (and my memory is a little hazy on a couple of details) their microwave was, pardon the pun, fried. So I guess the odd occurrences continue. One other thing that was quite weird upon returning for our visit. When I lived there, I remembered the house as rather large, with a big living room that we had split up into two rooms using a couch as a room divider. I remember the layout of the furniture well, and they have not altered the home at all, other than painting the interior. But there was no way that you could've squeezed all of the furniture in there when I visited the place. The entire house seems to have shrunken. The rooms which years ago seemed expansive now seem much smaller. I know that sounds incredible, but it's true.

Since we moved, we haven't experienced any odd phenomena, and even though these occurrences sound fantastic, I'm not one of those people who imagines things going bump in the night, and I am even inclined to believe that these occurrences may even be due to some type of electrical disturbance, magnetic anomaly, etc. And I would like to see some scientific evidence of whatever is causing the disturbances. Well, that's my story, and you can come to your own conclusions. By the way, I'm being a little vague about the location of the house out of deference to the current occupants.

Scared Batty
I have resided in this house as a renter for about 6 years. The house is around 40 to 45 years old at the most. From the time I first moved in strange things have been occurring here. Also...before I even moved in according to the owner of the home. Experiences have been as follows:
sensations of being 'touched' (sometimes cold, tingly, warm...etc.) Fields of electricity-like sensations, whistling in the shower when no one is home, but for the person hearing the sound.

My pets (2 dogs, 5 cats, a rat, an iguana and a bird) reacting to unseen things. (More so the dogs and cats) One cat in particular, Toby (my black kitty) screaming at the wall in a room in the basement...growling at the corner of the living room....all cats watching "nothing" (I looked for bugs, cobwebs etc...didn't find anything) Both dogs, looking at "nothing" with heads cocked. Also cowering for no apparent reason. All of my pets are extremely people friendly, and are always happy-go-lucky.

Anyway, all of these happenings have been witnessed by more than just myself. Usually at least 2 to 3 other people. I can't say there are things flying around and voices being called out from the grave. But I do know that the things that have been going on are not normal to say the least. No one here has been harmed physically. Just scared batty...

Paranormal Petersville
What my friends and myself have witnessed is a variation of things like a house out in Petersville , Indiana - it had been caught on fire and supposedly people had died in it the weird thing is you feel as if something is watching you from the doorway (only the front part of the house still stands along with 1 bedroom upstairs and the kitchen)sometimes you can see a smoky glow of the place other times you can't and this house gives even the most spiritual people the chills.

Moving Ornaments
What I have to tell you, does not give me a scary feeling, so I not quite sure if I should even be telling my story. However, it is puzzling and I'm quite positive that whatever is present in my home has followed either myself or my daughter for many years. Many unexplained things have happened not only here but in another home as well. We have a video case in our living room that stands approximated 6ft high and is secured very well to the wall. Just recently I put some ornaments up on the video stand that are very dear to me that I didn't want broken. They are ceramic ornaments my mother made for me when she was alive. Also in the middle of these ornaments stands a picture of my mother. My mother passed away 10 years ago very suddenly and at a very young age of 52 years old. On this video stand sits the very last gifts she made me as well as her picture. In the center is my mother's picture and on either side is a Indian maiden and a young Indian brave. On either side of these are a Woman holding a baby unicorn and a ceramic dog. At the end of the shelf on both sides sits a unicorn.

Three days after I placed these things up there I noticed my mother's picture was moved quite far back and so was the woman holding the unicorn and the young Indian brave. I must add that the young Indian maiden was placed there two weeks after everything else. Before putting it there, the two objects that were being moved besides my mother's picture sat on either side of her picture, which was the woman holding the unicorn and the Indian brave. But not only did the Brave move backwards it also had slowly, over a period of a few days, turned toward the dining room, almost as if it wanted to see the entire house. We placed the objects back into there original spots and a few days later they were all moved around again, to the same places they have moved before.
Lights in the basement have been turned on when nobody has turned them on. When you absolutely know for sure that you shut the basement lights off, they're on again. Then last night my daughter who is nineteen had just gone to bed and all of a sudden felt like something was laying on top of her. It was like she was being weighted down. She couldn't move, she couldn't speak to call for help and she couldn't hear anything. It lasted about 2 minutes and then she was just left with the feeling that something was present in her bedroom.

Pay the bills later... Arizona
One evening just before dark, I sat at my kitchen table making out checks to pay bills. It was a warm fall night and I had windows and the back door open. A chill surrounded me and I stood up because it was so drastic a change. There was no wind at all.Then a strange feeling of being watched hit me. Looking around, I found no sign of animals or people. My house is on a country highway and not many neighbors are close. The feeling was strong enough that I shut the back door and sat again to finish the bills. The feeling wouldn't go away and the chill was right around my chair. I shut all the windows and decided to do the bills later. I went to do the dishes and as I stood there, the trash-bag puffed up like it had an air bubble. It slowly went back down. I looked into the trash-can and didn't see anything. I thought something might have fallen into it. Then right by me, my back door curtain puffed out and went back slowly. The window doesn't open and I felt no breeze. I told my husband when he came home about it. I wasn't sure if he believed me. Later on one morning just at sunup, my husband and I heard a loud noise like the sound of falling cans, just behind our bed in the bedroom behind ours. Nothing was out of place.

Another time, I heard a noise of something falling and it woke up my little girl who was three at the time. Nothing had fallen in her room. It brought back the memory of a towel that kept winding up on the bed in my daughters room when she was a tiny baby. I slept in her room to keep an eye on her when we first brought her home. I had a towel on a table beside the bed to use as a burp cloth. I folded it and put it under the b!bottle . I wet to sleep and woke with it at the end of the bed . My husband had not moved it and no one else was in the house that could have picked it up. I thought I had forgotten doing it. The next morning the same thing happened, but this time I had been up several times and had put a towel in the same spot. I put my head down for a couple of minutes but did not go to sleep. I sat up to check on the baby and noticed the towel at the foot of the bed again. After one more time putting the towel back, I found it at the end of the bed again. We moved the baby bed into our room. Other than these things and a few loud booms, our home is pretty normal. I used to think it was something bad, but I don't feel scared anymore. We have used olive oil and the Bible and blessed the place. Nothing has happened for quite some time.

Thanksgiving Ghost
This particular incident occurred when I was 10 or 11 years old. I recall reading or hearing somewhere that North Carolina was the state with the highest reported hauntings. Well ironically this particular incident happened in Winston Salem, Norht Carolina. Friends of the family invited my family to Thanksgiving celebrations yearly, and I recall always hearing about a ghost that frequently and mysteriously made its presence known in the house. They would often say that they would here footsteps, doors closing and things cutting on and off. The ghost supposedly resided in the attic, where the guy who resided in the home before this family committed suicide by hanging; in the attic. On holiday season, my brother and I had the unfortunate experience of staying up in the attic in which they turned into a guestroom.

Well the guestroom wasn’t the hot spot! Saturday night all the adults went out and left my brother, me and another child in the house. They had converted there basement into a living/tv room and so we where down there watching late night tv. As the night went on we started dozing off; sprawled on the couch. All of us were sleep when my brother jumped up and awakened us because he thought all the adults were back. What he heard was footsteps and voices coming from upstairs in the kitchen which was directly over the basement. When he went upstairs the area was completely empty. No on was home yet. Then we started hearing doors closing. The next day was even more perplexing, because when all the adults had once again departed, me and my brother were in the house.
One more person, who was the man of the house, was in his bedroom sleeping. At the time I was not aware that we were the only people in the house because we had awoken late in the morning when everyone departed. I heard footstep going up and down the stairs and doors closing. Keep in mind , I was totally oblivious to who was there. It finally dawned us to investigate the footsteps we kept hearing in the kitchen and the stairs. To my astonishment there was no one in the house! We totally assumed that there was someone making those noise and that they would eventually come from the back area (kitchen). It was pretty interesting!!!!

Strange Happenings
About 4 years ago, about the time my 3rd daughter was born, we had several strange happenings in our house. At that time, our house was only 3 years old. One incident that I recall is: I was the carrying my infant daughter up to her crib after she had fallen asleep. My eldest daughter's room was kitty corner from the baby's room and I was facing it directly before turning to enter the baby's room. As I passed, my eldest daughter's door knob turned and opened. My daughter was out for the evening, my other daughter was sleeping downstairs and my husband was at work. There was no one in that room. It was winter so the window was not open. It did not matter anyway, as the door was sticking and it made a grinding noise as it opened.

For about a year we had several strange occurrences, witnessed by the myself, my eldest daughter and my husband. My other two daughters were too young to understand what was going on.
I did witness an apparition. It was a beautiful morning in May. I had just gotten out of bed to get ready for work. I followed our dog downstairs to let it out to go to the bathroom. As I walked past our family room, I noticed something unusual out of the corner of my eye. It was the apparition of a man, dressed in '70's style clothing (he wore dark jeans and a light colored dress shirt). He was not tall and slight of build. His hair was dark and short.
I noticed that he was standing in front of our fireplace looking out the picture window. When I turned my head to get a better glimpse of him, he was gone. I knew that it was a apparition because it was a milky white, translucent vision. I've never seen anything like it before.

We've had electronics equipment go crazy on us. Our television would flip through the channels and the only way we could stop it was to turn it off. Our electric can opener would start up with no one in the kitchen. The radio on our stereo would start playing (usually at 5:00 am in the morning). Our daughter had given it to us and we thought that it had an alarm on it set to 5:00 am, but she informed us that it didn't have one.
Our first experience was when my youngest daughter was 2 weeks old. She slept in a cradle in my room and I had just finished her early morning feeding. My routine was to put her in the cradle, start it rocking and then go the the master bathroom. Usually, by the time I was finished, the cradle would have stopped rocking and I would start it up again on my way to bed. This time it was still rocking.
I sat by the bed and watched it. It was not slowing down. I laid down on the bed and watched it still. Still it did not slow down. I was exhausted (as any one is who has a new baby), so I ended up falling asleep watching the cradle rock. When I awoke a couple of hours later, it had stopped.

There were other incidents, but these were the major ones. My eldest daughter experienced incidents at her boyfriends house, so she could have precipitated these events (poltergeist), but sometimes she was not even home. Not sure what caused all these strange happenings, but it has been quiet for sometime. I actually broke down and asked whoever was doing this out loud to please leave because he/ she was scaring us all. I do believe that shortly thereafter the events stopped and have remained stopped to this day. This has been our first experience with strange happenings.

HOTELS AND INNS

Puerto Rican Lodge, Puerto Rico
We visited Puerto Rico an island in the Caribbean and in the lodge I started talking about ghosts. The owners Daughter in law said that she had felt someone pushing her back while she slept. Then she added that in the lodge they used to close the doors of the bathroom in your face with a bang.
Right then I remembered that a week before while I was going to the bathroom and my wife was behind me in the hall leading to it because she wanted to go to the laundry... Suddenly, a forceful wind pushed the door in my nose so hard that it looked like a presence was right behind it and I perceived someone laughing like an older kid.( I am like an antenna for these things at times. Some dreams had been filed officially.)
My wife thought that the son of this woman, a small kid had done this. However, since I had difficulty to open the door and there was one there, she realized that ..."they banged the door to you."
The woman continued to say that someone had died in these house and that in the one beside it where she slept a man had hanged himself. Suddenly, my wife, who was downstairs that night began shouting, as if answering one of my calls. The 2 persons present and the 2 kids told me to go to her because it was possible they were disturbing her. When I got to her she told me she had heard me whistling in the way I call her. I took her upstairs where I was and the lady and the man that was staying there told her that I had not called her at any time.
Well, before we went to sleep we prayed to the Lord God to have pity to these souls and pardon them.

The Biltmore Hotel
I arrived about 1:30 PM to stay and work at the Hotel for a photo shoot. I was unpacking the clothes and prepping. I started to get tired and not feeling well. The stylist arrive about 4:30 PM. I mentioned I needed to get air and let's leave to scout for locations. I am fine as soon I was outdoors. That evening I got back to my room, again I was getting ready. I need lie down and take a nap, I shut the far window at the end of room and open the window by the top by head. I woke up after a few hors and I found the window shut. I open to see if there were any strong winds. Everything seemed calm. That night I went to bed and woke up with a gold light shining from the corner of ceiling and unable to move. I kept saying to my self I have to wake this a dream. I saw a slender figure stooping over my legs on the edge of the bed. I slept in a trance like state the rest of the evening with the clock number floating and strange feelings.
The morning I woke, I called my husband and left a message on my machine about the weird dream. That evening I spoke to my husband and he ask me about my dream. I have to play something for you. He played my tape message back. I started to tell him and then sob uncontrollably and then there was silence, and man's voice said "good-bye".
I did learn that The Biltmore has ghosts, they said never on the main floors. Second night, I was woken by clanging noise and wailing. I did leave my draperies open to get light in the room. I ask more questions the next day, I was told during WWII the hotel was Veteran's Hospital. The slender figure was a young man in hospital gown. He did not come to me any other time.

Haunted Resort
The Hot Lake Resort in La Grande,OR. is DEFINITELY haunted. It was built around the turn of the century and hosted the rich and powerful, including the last Czar of Russia. It was later turned in to a psychiatric institution where horrible experiments were done on patients. An old piano was taken from the building by a former owner, who has since committed suicide, it supposedly belonged to General E. Lee's wife and had a bad habit of playing itself, and no, it was not a player piano! Too many people have seen too many things out there and I think if you took a little time to investigate, you'd have one hell of a story. Just look at it if you ever get a chance. Even without knowing anything about it, you will get a chill, it makes any house in any movie look like a cheap prop. It has a very rich heritage, and some of it won't go away.

The Myrtles, Florida
Last Easter, we stayed at a bed and breakfast called The Myrtles famous for its hauntings. It's listed in many books and videos on the subject. We stayed there for two days, and I must say, I was quite disappointed at the time. Although I did smell some old-fashioned perfume surrounding me briefly, that seemed to be it. However, when I got home and had my film developed, was I in for a shock. The building and grounds are indeed very haunted.

The Ghost of Murphy’s Hotel, California
We have had several guest experience paranormal activity in the historic part of our hotel built in 1856. We have had several ghost hunters over the years stay but have been unable to locate any of their writing although we have heard they were published. The only one I could find was that of Black Bart's ghost being known to walk the upstairs hall. He was a guest here but did not die here. There is also a woman entity named Elenor and a cat that likes to sleep with the guest. Elenor prefers the downstairs lobby and has irritated the front office staff on occasion.

LADIES

The Lady Ghost
When I was quite young, I woke up in the middle of the night to see a shadow looming against the wall. It was the silhouette of a woman with a long,full skirted dress and her hair pulled up on top of her head in a bun. I always get the feeling that someone is watching me or following me when I am on the stairway to my basement even when I know that I am alone in the house. My young nephew becomes very panicky if the house is in darkness. He says that there are ghosts in the darkness.

These Boots are Made for Haunting
This has been going on for 20 some on years that I've been here. She's a lady in her 30's -40's, turn of the century clothing or earlier, cameo at her neck, brown hair in a bun, wearing boots. Always in the house. When I was a child living here she would tuck me into bed, She is very fond of men and likes to visit them frequently. When my Father had a house fire here 2 years back she directed the guys who came in where to find him. She was very quiet until my daughter was born then she wouldn't settle down, after a few months she did though.
I see things rather easily I've seen things at both sets of grandparents houses and in fields/roadways. The other thing is if you video tape something with a video camera in this house there is always red lights about the size of the end of a cigarette heater zooming all over the place, but that seems to have stopped in the past month or so. There was a priest in to do something (I'm not sure what my grandmother insisted on it)That seemed to quiet things down some now there is only the occasional reminder that she's here.

LIGHTS

The Globe of Red Light: Michigan
In an old apartment on the shores of Lake Michigan my roommate and I had decided to get to bed at a decent hour, being that it was Sunday and work in the early am. I was just on the verge of falling asleep when I felt I had to open my eyes, and there in the middle of the room was a globe of red light. It was not a firm ball, but a globe for lack of a better word. The feeling I had at looking at it was of terror, fear. I said aloud to my roomie, "Sue, look at the room and tell me what you see"
I did not say look at the red light, or scream, or move. She grumbled because she had already fallen asleep and I could feel her roll over, but then, seeing the light, she swore out loud. We laid there for at least a minute or so and she reached over me and turned on the light. I had wanted to but I will admit that I was frozen in one place and so scared that I could not have moved for anything. As soon as the light came on it vanished.
Now, the apartment is on the ground floor. There is no alley behind, just another building. You could not see the front door of the apartment from the bedroom, so no light could have been reflected. We had Venetian blinds that were angled downwards, so any light from outside would have shown down, and I remember the light was floating in the middle of the room, not on a wall or the floor. We never had an explanation for the occurrence, and I hope I never have that feeling of such fear again. We moved out a week later.

The New Mexico Ghost Lights: New Mexico
I went to school for a year at Eastern New Mexico University at Portales, NM. That's on Hwy. 70 (or is it 60? it's called by one name in TX and by the other when it crosses the state line) about 20 miles south of Clovis and 90 Miles northeast of the now famous town of Roswell. I'd heard of these "spirit lights" but hadn't seen them, just filed them away as something I'd probably never get to see. I was much too busy with the affairs of college to sit long and look for them.
One night, I was at a friend's house about a mile out of town and was looking across the fields in an easterly direction and remarked that she had picked a house pretty close to the radio towers--how's the reception? She said to look again and pointed to the radio towers I was thinking of--in a southerly direction. "Then what are those?" I asked, and as soon as I had, I noticed that these winking red lights were only momentarily lined up in the middle distance and were even then swirling and rising like sparks from a fire or a short-tailed bottle-rocket--swaying a bit side to side. They were read and orange and disappeared moments after I first noticed them. She told me they were there often and that the old-timer's called them ghost lights and thought they were spirits of dead Indians, etc. She was accepting of these sort of odd things--just part of her nature. It made my skin crawl but I was interested enough to look for them in earnest. I didn't see another for a long time, but talked to many who confessed to seeing them a great deal, usually in the desert East and Northeast of town.

A few years later, I returned to the area and was returning to Clovis (about March of 1980, to be exact) and had just passed Greyhound Stadium and Blackwater Draw Museum. If you look on a map, you'll find that the hwy goes Northeast out of Portales, then turns north to continue on to Clovis, and this spot is only a few miles southwest of this bend.

I was in the back seat, the driver, Jim and my roommate, John, were in front. Looking out between the seats at the road, I noticed a bright star dead ahead in the northeast, fairly low and it caught my eye for some reason. As we tooled along a few seconds more, I came to the odd conclusion that it was in fact a whole lot closer than a star, for we appeared to pass under it, else it flew over us. Not terrible odd, as Canon AFB is in Clovis and it could be some hot-dog pilot (it's a training base) buzzing the road. I had to discount that theory immediately, because of the lack of sound or vibration. I became aware that Jim and John were also taken aback by it, for Jim applied brakes and pulled over, left onto the median that ran between the two sets of lanes. He and John got out, followed by myself and we walked back the way we had come to within 75 feet of the thing, which had stationed itself about 30 feet above the road.

It's size was about that of a basketball or larger and seemed partly red and partly green as if two hemispheres were stuck together vertically. This made me think of a nav light (red for port, green for starboard--isn't it?) on the belly of something, but I could clearly make out the detail of the starry sky around it and behind it, so concluded that we weren't looking at an aircraft. This, aside from the fact that if we were that close to a conventional hovering aircraft, we'd've heard/felt/seen a whole lot more than the quiet and still desert around us. It was glowing, rather than shining, hence the amount of distanced detail I could make out around it. I kept trying to put this together some other way in my head, but we'd bloody well triangulated the thing by driving under it, turning back and aside of it, then walked right up to it. I am certain we were not looking at an object that was a some great distance.
We watched it for about 30 seconds, talking hushedly. Without a sound, it took off at a high rate of speed as tho' it didn't have any real need to accelerate, just picked up instantly from a standing stop to a few hundred MPH and flew out of sight, clear to the visible horizon, which took about one second to get there. I had enough presence of mind to notice that the event was utterly silent and had to wonder, for any physical object would surely have made some noise due to the sudden displacement of air.

I also had the presence of mind to ask non-leading questions of my companions in an effort to get their versions of the story without the interference of my own observations. I'm satisfied that we all saw the same things happen in the same way. We quickly got back in the car and continued on our trip--Jim was quite spooked by it.

A Strange Purple Light
The last time I saw a ghost I was at my friend's house when we both saw this strange purple light, and the temperature was getting pretty cold, even though the heaters were up. This happened at about 2 PM at Arcore in Via Ferraris.

The Exploding House, Chicago
My aunt had arrived home late one night. After entering the house, she seen a ball of blue light hovering over her kitchen table..(She said she was more amazed and curious than frightened, at the time). This ball of light floated around the house from room to room and then out the front door and then landed on the hood of her car, which was park across the street. The ball of light just vanished just then. Her house exploded. My Aunt believes that the blue light was either sent to her or actually was her dead mother leading her to safety.

Small Balls of Light
We started noticing what I will explain after watching a video of us and some friends in the house for a party. You can see large and small balls of light moving erratically through the rooms and some floating slowly and in front of people. The house was originally owned by the owners of one of the towns oldest cemeteries, which is located 2 blocks from the house.

Curious Lights
When I lived in a house in Santa Cruz, Ca I felt a strange presence. I feel I have been sensitive to spirits all my life. At first I stayed in the living room. I lived with a number of people. When my friend's boyfriend moved into her room I was offered his room. Let me 1st tell you that previously I had a bad feeling from looking at the basement door. I never could venture into the basement with other house-mates. Anyway the bedroom that I was offered was located right next to that basement door. When my friend's boyfriend Brian offered me the room it came with a warning. The room's yours if you can stand one night in there 1st.
He let me know that it was "occupied". Well I had only had good experiences with spirit previously so I wasn't put off. I settled in for the night, read some of my book, went to turn out the light. As soon as it was dark I noticed, well, it's hard to describe.... What seemed to be beams of light like little pins of blue and white lights...hundreds of them streaming across the ceiling. It was dense too. It covered the ceiling and came down about a foot towards me. All I could do was meditate, send thoughts to the spirit that I wasn't there to hurt it and that we could share that space, the room. In the morning I decided to stay sleeping in the living room again. A year or so after I had moved out my friend told me that the house had caught fire on Thanksgiving. The house had burnt down to the ground. She said the fire was started from some clothes hanging to dry in front of the fire place. I think I have a different assumption. I think whatever occupied that house really wanted to be alone.

Green Glow
My stepson and his fiancé report that they have seen something in their cottage. They report objects ,with a green glow, that move around at night in the dark . Unsure if actual images or just greenish glow phenomenon moving about.

MURDER STORIES

Murders and Ghosts in South Carolina
It seems to me that my mother had and my baby sister Lisa has a gift for seeing the dead. We had just moved into a house in Minturn, SC. It is a very small town located in Dillon county. Our parents had left with my brother to go to town. Leaving behind my older sister Jessie, Lisa and I. Lisa was 3 at the time, she is 16 now. As Jessie and I were cleaning the breakfast dishes we heard Lisa screaming from the bedroom. We rushed in to see if she was hurt but she wasn't. She was looking at the corner of the room . We asked her what was wrong and she said in a frightened voice "That man is going to get me." We asked her what man and she just kept pointing in the corner said "That man. That man. That man is going to get me."
We told her there was no man and he wasn't going to get her. But she insisted there was a man. After about 10 minutes she calmed down and quit crying. Come to find out that a few months before we moved in a man was shot and killed by his wife and her lover. My mother has been know to see ghosts also. When I was about 6 or 7 we lived in another small town called McColl SC. We lived in house on Bungalow St. My father drove trucks for a feed company and he would get up about 3:30 in the morning. Sometimes my mother would get up with him and sit with him until he left. She would get a blanket and lay on the couch and finish her sleep there.
One morning as she lay on the couch she felt something pull the covers and a voice saying over and over "Help me. Please help me" Well that frightened her so bad that she jerked the cover from whatever was pulling them, and pulled them over her head and didn't come out until daylight. That day my mother was telling a neighbor what had happened and the neighbor told my mother that a woman was shot by her husband in the house, then he pulled her on to the porch as she was pleading for her life and shot her in the head. And out neighbor Mrs. Razberry said that what my mother heard was exactly what the woman was saying as he husband pulled her body on to the porch. My mother is dead now but when she told me these things she swore to me that they had happened. And my mother was not known to lie.

The Dead Boy, New York
One evening, I had awaken from the sound of a door slamming. It wasn't so much the door, but the sound of the lock that I used to lock the door with. Each time that you would lock the door the latch on the door would rattle. Now, I live alone and there was no reason for this sound to occur. When I got up out for my bed, I looked down my hall to see what was going on at my front door, I saw a little boy standing there trying to open up the door.
At first I was terrified, but I then ran to turn on the lights. Once I turned on the lights, this little boy turned and looked at me, and tried to speak to me. I didn't hear anything, but I knew he was trying to speak b/c I saw his mouth moving. When I went to approach him, the little boy looked at me and gave me such an evil look. What I mean by evil is that he made an extremely horrible face. Til this day I have never seen the boy again. I came upon an old lady, later on in time who had told me that this little boy who I had seen was in fact a boy who was mentally disabled, and who's mother used to beat him severely.
The older lady told me that was how the young boy died, from a beating he had gotten from his mom w/ a pipe. In some strange way I do feel sorry for that boy, but I also pray that I never see him again.

Murder on the Canal
It's a house in Luneberg (I think that's what it's called) beside the train tracks/bridge and the Welland Canal. There is a woman who was murdered in the upstairs apartment by a sailor who worked on the ships during the 1920s-30s. It's the upstairs apartment. There's still the stick of blood on the walls. She used to wait for him to come home. One night, he beat her to death. Then he cut her up in the bathroom in the bathtub. It was a lot of work and took a long time to complete. Some of her, he flushed down the toilet. What he couldn't finish he stuffed into his fridge and freezer. Parts of her body went into the Welland Canal through the sewage.
The house sits at the area of the canal that meets the mouth of the lake. If you stand close to the house near the canal, you can hear her moaning in the bloody water of the canal, lapping up against its walls and being cut silently into by the ships that pass through. This is an angry ghost. She wants vengeance for what happened and resurfaces whenever any man strikes or yells at a woman in the upstairs apartment. If you see her, she is easy to recognize. She has brown, wavy hair that goes as far as her shoulders, blue eyes, and she is wearing a blue and white striped shirt with a bow in the front of it.

If you stand in front of the bathroom mirror long enough you can see her face. The bathtub is yellow with age and makes a glug glug sound when you pull the plug. The toilet often gets plugged. People who have lived in the building think a bone at one point got lodged in the pipes and that is what makes it plug up so much. The murder began in the living room. You can see her running and screaming down the hall of the apartment.
The man who killed her was an older fellow, with white hair, probably premature gray, somewhere in his mid to late 40s, or early to mid 50s. He had a heavy accent that was either Dutch, Hungarian or Scandinavian. Because of this, he seldom spoke. One person who lived in the apartment, after having a fight with her partner, was compelled to draw a broken heart in red lipstick on the wall of the bedroom. She has no idea why she did it, but was heard saying that "...The wall felt ice cold when I drew it, and ...The lipstick stained ...The wall, no matter how hard I tried to scrub it off..."

Several people I've spoken to are familiar with ...The building, and know that a murder did occur there at one point in time (one is a police officer). ...The man was never caught and a body was never found (at least, not a complete body). He fled back to his homeland (or so people believe) on ...The ships that brought him to Canada. She remains to haunt ...The premises until she gets justice for her death---or at least some acknowledgment of it. That is where your part of ...The story comes in. By reading this, you vindicate ...The murdered woman. You are hearing what happened, and therefore, you are supplying her with a bit of peace. Her message, "Don't beat women, they will come back to haunt you from ...The grave"

NOISES AND DISEMBODIED VOICES

...The Piano
This didn't happen to me, but a neighbor. They were in a house that dates back to ...The 1700's when ...The neighbor, Margaret, decided to spend ...The night. Well, during ...The middle of ...The night, she heard piano music, and being alone and no furniture, let alone a piano, were in ...The house, she got scared and left early and told me.

Communication With ...The Dead, and Other Strange Events: Texas

I usually can warn my close family and friends about some bad or improper or unsafe people, situations, money dealings etc... I have been able to smell and sense my dead brother's cologne presence. I have been able to communicate with my dead brother through my father's body.
Right after my one and only brother's death his large poster kept falling down from ...The wall of my living-room. This kept happening to his best friends also who live in Alaska. My doorbell used to ring by itself so I had to unplug it. When I was hanging up a large poster of my patron saint, Saint Jude, there was a large, loud noise coming through my wall alongside ...The long hall of my house, and there was no-one else around me.

...The Ghostly Voice of Nelson Street: Ontario, Canada
During my last year at University of Ottawa, I lived in an old house (430 Nelson Street, apartment 2) with four buddies. One day, I think in April at about 8:00 am, I awoke. ...The day was bright and warm. I was walking from my bedroom to ...The kitchen. ...The sun was shining through ...The window. I thought to myself, "Humph, Good day for sandals", (In Ottawa, it is a rare treat indeed that it is warm enough to wear shorts and sandals outside in April). As I approached ...The kitchen, I saw that Scott my roommate had his head stuck in ...The fridge, no doubt about to make one of his famous gourmet breakfasts.
"Hey Scotty," I called to him.
"Morning Rod," Scott replied.
"Hello"
It was a young woman's voice. I could feel ...The chilly air of her words brush against ...The back of my left ear. I stopped in my tracks. Time passed slowly. Scott nor I moved. ...The look on my face must have told Scott how strange I felt.
"I heard that too," Scott said quietly. Time slowed further. "Who Was That?!?" I blurted out, panic-stricken. I was shaking off my chills. Every hair I had on my body was standing straight up. "I have no idea", was his reply. We proceeded to search ...The rest of ...The apartment, and no one was home. ...The way ...The apartment is set up, it would have been impossible for someone to leave without us knowing it. I think we were hoping to find someone, some explanation for what had happened.
Before all of this occurred, all of us had witnessed on numerous occasions, a puddle of very cold water on ...The kitchen floor. We had no explanation where it came from. Although none of us ever witnessed it, it seemed to just appear. Oh sure, we would test it. We would place large towels underneath ...The fridge, and freezer, to make sure that no water leaked out. And we know that it was no-one else playing tricks, you see, we all had crazy schedules, and there were many times that I personally would come home, knowing that no-one else had been home, and low and behold, ...The puddle.

A Noisy Ghost, South Carolina
...The only paranormal occurrence I have ever witnessed took place approximately 7 years ago while still living with my parents. On separate occasions, while alone in ...The house, my brother and I both heard extremely loud banging coming from 2 different rooms. Both of our accounts are almost identical - it sounded as if someone or something was tearing ...The room apart. ...The sounds lasted about 20 minutes and neither of us had ...The courage to open ...The door and find ...The source. I was so frightened by ...The event that I called my neighbor and had him come and check it out. Needless to say, by ...The time he arrived ...The banging had ceased and I was left feeling naive and childish. But, I know what I heard.

Nightmares on Elm Street, IL
I grew up in a house in Atwood Illinois. ...The address is 107 W. Elm. It is directly behind ...The only grocery store in town. It has a cupola that stands about 50 ft. tall or so. I moved back into ...The house just after getting married at ...The age of 25. There were daily hauntings. ...The most disturbing was ...The noises and movements upstairs and in ...The attic. I slept downstairs with my wife. It sounded like some one was moving furniture around and walking around for hours in ...The night. ...The only time ...The noise would stop was when I would go up there. There are many other stories of poltergeist situations also. I once had a commercial electrician rewiring ...The house for me one time and he got so scared from and instance upstairs that he wouldn't finish ...The job and incidentally didn't charge for a weeks labor. I had to gather his tools and return them to him.
If you're ever in Atwood Illinois you will notice ...The place its right up town by ...The railroad tracks and just off Main St.. I sold ...The house a few years ago and haven't talked to ...The new owner to see if he has had any paranormal experiences. When I lived there ...The noises, banging, doors slamming, muddled voices, etc. got so annoying sometimes my wife and I would turn up ...The stereo or TV just to muffle them.

NUNS AND MONKS

...The Phantom Nuns
I have a lady friend that works for a women's shelter that is haunted. She was told by a few of her co-workers that ...The place has a couple of ghosts. She went to her boss about this and her boss did confirm that yes ...The place is haunted.Needless to say this doesn't set to well with my friend ( she is a bit afraid of ghosts). Now to give you a little information on ...The place, it was built in ...The 1800s as a convent for nuns. It has a church,a school, living quarters and other such rooms. ...The place is huge and I believe that much of it is unused. But ...The area that ...The ghosts exist in is ...The same area that ...The women are occupying, which makes it a little unsettling.
Okay are you ready for ...The good part? She called me from work ...The other night very upset,up until that time she hadn't seen anything. But that night when she opened her office door to make her rounds she seen one of ...The ghosts.So she closed ...The door and stayed in ...The room and while in ...The office working at ...The copy machine, something came up behind her and pushed her against it and then against ...The wall.

An Otherworldly Monk
I was about 12 years old and my Mother and I had just moved in with my stepfathers Mother. I woke up very early in ...The morning, it was still gray outside, even though you could tell it was going to be a clear day. I went into ...The living room and happened to look out through ...The venetian blinds and noticed a small manlike shape sitting in ...The tree about 5 to 7 feet in front of ...The house. ...The creature appeared to be about 4 foot high and was dressed very dark monk robes, I couldn't see its face. I moved away from ...The window I was afraid but I wasn't terrified. I opened ...The door to ...The house and looked out of ...The door and ...The creature was still there, only this time it had moved and was facing my direction.
I closed ...The door and was trying to figure out what my next step was, my mother came out of her bedroom and was somewhat angry, she asked me what in ...The hell was I doing up at that hour? I told her ...The story which just seem to irritate her further. She then also looked out ...The window, she turned slowly toward me, she was not only white, but green at ...The same time, and simply said in a low and hushed voice "Go to bed" which I did. I am now 47 years old and telephone my mother
once a month, I live and work in Europe, last month, April 98 I asked her about ...The incident and if she saw something, she said yes and added she did not ever want to talk about it again.

Starved to Death
I awoke to see a man kneeling beside my bed and he appeared to be illuminated and I felt that he was not of this earth. He appeared to be in prayer, I was not afraid, but I felt that he was praying for me. My daughters bedroom would begin to have a horrible smell and it would not go away. She would stand on ...The center of her bed and would circle with her hands out. If we tried to wake her she would cry that her legs were hurting her. My husband slept in her bed and his legs were pinned to ...The bed by an unknown force while ...The smell was in ...The room. We found an old statue of Mary and put it in ...The room. ...The activity stopped.
On further research we have discovered that a former occupant had starved herself to death in my daughters bedroom and also that ...The house was used for catholic mass years ago when people would gather locally.

Macabre Monk, Ontario, Canada
I saw a monk in ...The hallway of our townhouse twice, in 1989. We moved to another townhouse after that and I saw it once more, this time in ...The furnace room. This was in 1990 or 1991. It was VERY scary to witness but it never did anything to me... it just walked by like I wasn't even there. I never did see it's face, but it was about 4 ft. tall hunched over. It was wearing a black hooded robe with a brown rosary around ...The waist. It was walking, but at ...The same time it looked like it was floating or gliding. ...The total sighting time for each experience was only about 10 seconds, but that was enough to last me an entire lifetime.

Undead Nuns
On Park ave in ...The town of Chatham, Ont., there use to be an old nuns reform house. This house was a condemned building for years previous to my first sighting(1982).I use to attend a school located behind it, so daily sight of it was unavoidable.Many of ...The kids had been told by their parents that ...The house was haunted, but I felt that this was just a ploy to keep them out.One evening while I was on my way home from ...The store, I had to pass by ...The house.
I felt all tense because of all ...The stories that I had heard about ...The place but also felt that I would be ok cause I was walking down a fairly main street.I had past most of ...The house when I felt like somebody was staring at me so I turned to look, and in ...The third floor window I swear to this day I seen a nun holding a baby in her arms.
Days later I finally got up ...The nerve to ask my mother about ...The place,only for her to tell me that it wasn't a nun reform house but that it had in fact been a house that ...The nuns ran for single mothers and mothers to be to receive shelter.
Many years have past since ...The occurrence and ...The building is gone now, replaced by three new hi-rises, but if you were to check ...The records there would still be info about ...The place.

PUBLIC PLACES

...The Haunted Old Age Home
...The house was built in 1835, and had been in ...The family until 1988. Lots of rooms in that house had strange occurrences that are difficult to explain. After my grandfather's death, he appeared in ...The house to my cousin, myself, and my mother, on three separate occasions. I was only 19 months old when he died, and about 10 when he appeared to me, but I had no problem knowing who he was...he never spoke to my cousin or me, but he spoke to my mother. My grandmother used to run an old age rest home in ...The house there were several bedrooms. As a result, several people died in ...The house, some of them in ...The room I had. I did not know this at ...The time, but could not sleep in that room. Things I cannot put into words kept me awake in fear, feeling like having someone in ...The room but no one really there. My brother awoke in ...The middle of ...The night feeling as if someone was sitting on his bed. There was even an indent on ...The covers as if someone was. He turned on ...The light and no one was there. People died in his room too.

...The Welshire Arms, Colorado
Well, there has been a number of things that have happened in this building named Welshire Arms apartments in Colorado. But what I was mainly answering this survey for one occurrence that happened about seven years ago. Every time I'd walk down in ...The basement, I'd always feel as though something or someone was watching me. Well, every night when I used to live with my grandmother I would see a black dog run down ...The hall, or stare at me.
One time I woke up in ...The middle of ...The night and looked across ...The room at my sister, and she was sleeping. Then out of ...The corner of my eye, I saw these bright greenish/goldish eyes starring at me. I was looking at them through ...The corner of my eye, and I was wondering...what ...The hell is that..? And right when I turned my head, in a split second this mass of black matted fur took off into ...The hall. I jumped out of bed and looked down ...The hall...which of course I saw nothing. So ...The next day I was in ...The bathroom getting ready to go out to eat dinner with my grandparents and sister, when I saw ...The same thing starring right at me about a foot away from my legs. I got so freaked out I moved back and it followed me. I turned my head and it was sitting there for about 30 seconds, then split. Every night this would happen, until we moved. Now I don't see it anymore since I left that building, Welshire Arms.

Haunted Candy Factory, Utah
We used to use ...The old Shupe-Williams candy factory located on 26th Street in Ogden for haunted house fundraisers from about 1988 ‘till 1995. Allowing for ...The nature of ...The events we were producing and ...The imagination of our staff there are a few things that happened in ...The 92 year old building which could be explained fairly easily. However there were also some extremely weird things that happened which we are at a loss to explain. Currently ...The place is being renovated into high security condominiums - a process which we have watched with great curiosity as we have wondered if ...The new owners have had any of ...The strange cold spots and poltergeist activity we encountered.
We wish them all success in their endeavor as ...The building is a beauty and deserves to be repaired rather than pulled down. We also hope that should ...The opportunity arise someone with experience in paranormal investigation will be able to analyze ...The place to determine what entities might be responsible for ...The peculiar occurrences.

Antique Store
In an antique store right in Arcanum, they say that ...The family during one of ...The wars was split up and ...The father had to leave to fight. That left ...The mother and child. ...The mother promised him that her and that child would not leave ...The house until he was back. On ...The day he was supposed to arrive he never showed up. ...The mother sat in her rocking chair with that baby and ...The mother died of starvation, dehydration, and some bacteria from staying in ...The same spot too long. I was in that store a few days ago and went up stairs to look at ...The candles. Up stairs is always cold because ...The owners still have an old fashioned heater and ...The heat barely reaches ...The upstairs. But one day I went upstairs and felt a cold dry rush that passed through me. I then felt very uncomfortable and went to go downstairs and tripped on an old candle holder that had been laid there after I had experienced ...The episode.

RURAL PLACES

...The Haunted Cabin: Texas
We bought some land in ...The forest close to a lake. After clearing ...The land enough for our log home we had it built. Dad used to sleep out here while it was a shell still. He said that after ...The stairs where place in he heard footsteps going upstairs, even when ...The upper part wasn’t even finished with a floor. Ever since we have been here I have heard these footsteps on several occasions, always going up ...The stairs or walking up in ...The master bed room, which is a loft. I have even heard some loud thumps and cracks. I used to just think it was ...The house settling, but even my dogs or cat would start from ...The noises. My bedroom is underneath ...The master bedroom. I have heard ...The footsteps above me when no one is home or up there. My dog has even been in my room a couple of times and stood between me and my bedroom door growling terribly, almost like he was trying to scare something away. It has been somewhat frightening when that happens. I told my parents about ...The things as they have happened. Mom believes me, as she has even heard a couple of things once in a while. We don’t have bedroom doors yet, so I have a sheet in ...The doorway. I had an occurrence late at night this summer where my aunt was suppose to stay over for ...The night in my brothers bedroom across ...The hall from mine. I was on my computer and I remember ...The sheet moving like someone walking by. Then I heard a soft female voice say "I’m home now Jenny." I said "Okay goodnight Angie.", Then thought she sounded different..She really has a loud raspy voice. But it wasn’t till ...The next day I woke and mom told me Angie was never home. She stayed at somewhere else for ...The night. That was my most recent experience. I have also thought that ...The radio upstairs turns on and during ...The day. But I’m not too sure. I don’t care to go up there to see. One more thing. My mom just told me two days ago that my father just recently (last week) saw a small man in ...The bedroom upststairs. He said he has come out of ...The shower and seen him a few times. He appears to just sit on ...The end of ...The bed just looking. I have no idea who this could be. He seems harmless. I dunno it is still creepy. I do know that on this land I have found a few old time wagon wheels, bottles, nails and chains. Dad thought this may have been an old dump site, but I dunno... Montgomery is a really old town, I believe ...The 4th oldest town in Texas. So maybe it is just an old family that once lived or owned this grounds. Who knows, it is interesting to me but kinda scary. I’m wondering if ...The activity is going to increase as time goes on. This is a brand new home too. As far as I can tell it seems like things are progressing as far as ...The noises and sightings go.

...The Farm Spirit
Many appearances of a spirit occurred on ...The farm that I grew up on. These sightings happened to almost all of my family. It appeared in different form to us al; to me it was only a shadow, to my brother it came in ...The form of bright lights, and to my sister as a bloody face. Not only did we see it but we also heard it. It loved opening and closing ...The kitchen cupboards and drawers. It also seemed fascinated with ...The stairs leading to ...The bedrooms.These occurrences happened to my father as a child. He also grew up on this farm, and to my grandfather. He saw all kinds of things. My family has inherited a gift for mediumship from my great-grandmother on my mothers side, and from my great-grandmother on my fathers side. If this is what enabled us to see and hear what we did I do not know.

Angela's Ghost
This family built a home last year in a rural setting. It was built in an open field. After about six months of dwelling in this home, strange things have begun to happen. It first started with hearing voices, which to ...The parents sounded like ...The kids calling from ...The bedroom, however when checking on them, they were sound asleep in their beds. ...The young boy has little race cars that you wind up and they will run until in unwinds. These little cars have been taking their own travels throughout ...The house. No one winding up at least visually. Other things such as windows being opened in ...The night and visuals on cats running across ...The top of them while in bed. When looking out ...The window ...The cat is outside sitting on ...The porch railing. ...The topper in which encouraged me to find this page and you was ...The experience ...The lady of ...The house encountered just today. She was alone and she went to lay down on ...The bed. She said she laid their and suddenly a feeling overcame her, like nothing she had experienced before. She tried to mutter a few sentences that friends had told her, but found that she could speak nor could she move. ...The feeling she expresses was that of a chill and to explain it better in her words was like she was being electrocuted. When this finally disappeared she flew up from ...The bed and fled to ...The kitchen. Nothing has been reported as of yet. These people have looked in ...The archives to find out if this was a burial ground or perhaps a death occurring in ...The area. They have turned up nothing. I fear for them as ...The wife wishes to leave and ...The husband does not feel that is reasonable. This is a brand new home with no explanation as to why this is happening. In ...The back of ...The house they stumbled upon a rock..In this rock there is a triangular rock as well. When they tap around ...The rock it seems to be solid however in ...The center of ...The triangle when tapped upon it is hallow. Could this be coincidence or might this be a significant sign?

Haunted Appalachia, Alabama
I grew up in a house that ...The whole family considers haunted. It is located in ...The Appalachian Mountains in Alabama. From ...The opening and closing of doors, to voice, to hiding articles and also clearly sounding footsteps. ...The whole family witnessed it through 40 odd years until ...The present for my mother still resides in this house.

...The Haunted John Bones House
This happened last year when my cousins and I were riding in ...The back of my Baba's truck. We went to go see how my Gida was doing on ...The field. Near his field there is a old white house. A couple of years ago my uncle was brave enough to go in there and find a helmet that said "John Bones" on it. While we were looking for my Gida my cousins and I saw a white figure in ...The window. When we went to tell my Baba it was gone. Another story about this house was when my Uncle was doing ...The field when he saw a older man chasing a child across ...The field. He also saw ...The swing moving when there was no wind at all. About that helmet - my to cousins were sleeping downstairs when ...The helmet mysteriously fell off ...The dresser. When it did this there was moaning. ...The door kept opening closing opening closing and all that you could hear from upstairs was bang and AHHHHHHHHHHh. Those are my stories about ...The haunted John Bones house.

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