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Adanac, those stories seriously creeped me out! :eek: I got goose bumps just reading them. I can't imagine living somewhere like that where you're freaked out all the time. No wonder you moved shortly after that last occurance. Very interesting stories, though! I bet you're not one of those people who thinks ghosts are make-believe...!
I don't know if this counts as a haunting but it is an experience with a ghost...........the ghost of my father.
I am the oldest of five daughters. My parents wanted a son very badly and finally gave up after the fifth girl was born.
My middle sister was the first to marry and have a child. A boy!! My parents were extremely excited and even more so because the baby was a boy. My father loved to take pictures, so he took many pictures and started a photo album of him. This grandson(named Brent) was very special to my dad. He is the only grandchild my father knew because he (my dad) died one month after Brent turned one year old.
My dad died in March and a few months later, my sister and her husband were in the family room watching TV. Brent was in the kitchen and all of a sudden came running out of the kitchen crying and jumping all around, "Dat Man!" "Dat man in dere!" (you have to understand that Brent was only 15-16 months old, so his vocabulary was limited). They went into the kitchen but whoever had been in there was no longer there. "Where was he?", my sister asked and Brent showed her where the man had been standing. My sister asked him "What man?" and Brent went over to a family picture that was on an end table and put his finger on our dad standing there in the picture. "Dat man", he said. We do not doubt that Dad came to pay his grandson a last visit. Brent has not had another experience like that again. He is now 25 years old.
Yeah I definatly beleive in ghosts. And I got goosebumbs writing it and remembering all that stuff.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burns
I heard that young children and certain individuals are more likely to see stuff like that. I would be kind to creeped out.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burns
Yes, I have heard that, too. I have never experienced seeing/hearing ghosts in real life (in dreams sometimes)or being in a haunted house but know a few people that have. Some people have many experiences, like a student (3rd grader) I had one time that used to tell me about the house she lived in and the things she used to experience while she lived there and some people only have a one time experience. Your experience sure was creepy!Quote:
Originally Posted by Adanac
My gran was telling me some stories and stuff she's experienced:
Her, her sister and brother in law, my grandfather, and a few friends were playing glassy glassy when they were younger (glassy glassy is basically where you make your own ouija board, using pieces of paper with letters on them, a glass that you all put a finger on, and then you summon spirits that way). They played quite often when they had had a bit too much to drink, so it was always a fun game where people would take the piss and move the glass around and try and scare people.
This time, my great aunt kept blaming my grandfather for moving the glass with his finger, saying "Graham stop that!" and he kept denying it the whole time. They kept asking questions and the glass would move to answers that were kinda creepy (she never mentioned what exactly) but they all thought it was my grandfather. He kept getting more and more cross because it wasn't him, so eventually he took his finger off the glass and shouted "F#ck this, it's not me!", at which point the glass shook violently, flew up into the air and shattered.
They haven't played since, and my gran won't let anyone even think about it.
Another story she told me, was of her mother in law. They used to stay in a house that was on top of a shop, and to get inside you would park your car outside, walk up the stairs in front of the shop, open the gate, walk past the living room window, open the door, then come into the living room via the kitchen door. The living room was pretty close to the stairs and the road, close enough so that you could hear the cars on the road, and the footsteps up the stairs.
My great grandmother was getting sick (she was dying, basically) so my gran and grandfather helped her sell her car to someone who lived nearby. After a month or two, my great gran was in hospital and it was a matter of days as to when she would die. They were sitting in the living room with friends, and around 5:15pm (the usual time my great gran would get home from work) they heard the car stop outside (she said they heard her car, the way you could hear specific cars by the sounds they make), the footsteps up the stairs, the gate at the top of the stairs open, footsteps past the window and a figure walking past the window, they heard the front door open and footsteps into the kitchen, and they all stood waiting to see who it was that had arrived.
After a while no-one walked in, so they went outside to investigate, and my great gran's old car was in front on the road, and the new owner was standing with the bonnet open trying to see what was wrong. According to him, he was driving past and the car just cut out in front of their house. After finding nothing wrong inside the bonnet, he tried to start the car and it started fine, so he drove off.
They went back upstairs, and the phone rang: it was the hospital to say that my great gran had passed away.
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:eek: Woooo! Great story!
When I was a kid I had a great number of paranormal experiences both in my own home and in a church I used to attend. They lessened as I got older, but occasionally, though I have moved, they still occur.
When I was about 6 yrs old, I looked out the livingroom window and saw a man walking through the back yard. I went outside and looked around, but saw no-one. I asked mom if that had been my dad, but she said that he was at work that day. Now, I would have come to the conclusion that it could have been just a neighbor cutting through the back yard, but my entire back yard was fenced in at the time. :eek: So, that sort of rules out anything like that, besides, mom was in her room, and no-one visited that day.
This one happened in the church I used to go to. I was playing around w/ a couple of friends of mine and running up the stairs and into the choir loft of the church. I had made it into the loft, one of my friends was in the middle of the stairs still, and the other one was around the corner of the stairwell and therefore saw none of this. Anyway, I was about to go back down the stairs, when this white entity suddenly appeared in the doorway between the stairs and the loft. It was about 2 ft in diameter and stayed there for about a second or two. Well, my friend and I completely freaked out and ran for it.
After moving to our new house I had one more paranormal experience, though this one for some reason did not freak me out at all. :? Anyway, it was the night of my birthday, and I was woken up at probably 2:00 AM, by a male figure grabbing my arm. I was halfway asleep and didn't know what was going on, but really was not that concerned about it. Anyway, the figure told me "Happy Birthday" and then let me go back to sleep. In the morning I was sort of wondering who on earth visited me, but other than that, it still did not bother me. Some people might think that was just a dream, but having had many LDs in my life, I know the difference between dreams and real life, and I am sure that happened.
Anyway, though I have had many other paranormal experiences I will not bore you people w/ all of them. Adios! :bigteeth:
:eek: I can't think of anything I'd do other than run!Quote:
Originally Posted by Chaos
I actually posted this on another topic, about if ghosts exist, im a skeptic but this cannot be ignored.
I have only had one weird experience thatsome would say is a haunting.
One of my friends lived in quite an old house about one mile from me, it stood out on the street as it was a tad worn. Anyway i had been around a few times but never for a sleep over. He used to tell me he had a suspision there was something wrong in his house as he heard things and thought he saw things sometimes, his little brother( 8) also screamed almost every night and said a man was in his room but he disappeared when he turned the light on.
Anyway i went over ignoring all that, just to have a good time. We played a few online games of age of empires, he had a LAN set up. After a three games his little brother came in, he is quite shy. He told his brother to show me some photos which he said proved the man was real. When i looked at these photos all i saw was odd circles of light on some of the walls and stuff. Interestingly there were very round and my friend said it just happened every time they took a photo which included the stairs or livingroom and it didnt mean anything, but his brother said they were the man( remember he is pretty young). Anyway the evening went normally and it was time for bed. We talked for a while about stuff but there were no noises or anything odd..so far. After about a two hours of being asleep my friends little brother woke me up( they share a room, one bunk bed and one single, little brothers in single). He was shaking and said to me he heard the man. My friend was still asleep, but unlike him, i wasnt going to be mean to his little brother so i pretended to listen at the door. To my slight suprise i did hear what seemed to be a noise on the stairs. I thought i'd listen for a few minutes and it did sound like footsteps, and the stairs were not the creaking kind. I thought i'd my friend quietly to hear his logical explanation, which i was sure there was. So i woke him up and told him to give it a chance and just listen. The room was silent as we all listened, and there it was again. I stopped my friend from saying anything until we had all heard it a few times. He actually seemed quite suprised, he said to be honest he'd never tried to actually go to the door and listen or anything but stil said it was probably wind or something along those lines. His brother was nearly crying and so i thought i'd go out into the hall quietly with him and prove to him it was nothing, so we could sit on the stairs and listen or something. So i opened the door very quietly and we went out making no noise, my friend didnt bother. So we get to the banester to have a look and, if you believe me here or not is up to you, i saw what his little brother had said. It couldn't say it was a man as it was totally black, like a 3D shadow. My heart was pounding at this point and a had to hold my breath not to shout out in protest. The shadow took one step up the stairs, which cause the sound, then just disappeared into thin air. His brother screamed and ran back into bed, i stayed for about ten minutes completly still but the sound had stopped and the shadow didnt return.
Even though i saw this a still remained slightly skeptical and in the next sleep over nothing of the sort happened. I don't know what i saw, but i know i saw it. A few years later, after i left primary school and he had moved away. I found out that the circles of odd light a had seen were supposedly something called "Orbs" which are said to be present in houses whichc ontain spirits. After some research i still remain unsure, i'm usually 100% with science in that when the brain dies it dies and nothing like that could be created. But i saw that shadow man and i wont forget it.
Wow, that's pretty freaky. :shock:
Oh, and if you ever watch Montel, Silvia Brown is on there constantly. Even I am pretty skeptical when it comes to her, but if you put any faith in anything that comes out of her mouth, then the orbs in the pictures are most likely angels. That's what she says anyway. Personally, I'd say they're probably ghosts, but really, who knows?
It's weird - every time I see Montel on, Sylvia Browne is on his show. SHe must be on it quite a bit. I enjoy watching those shows. I believe some of the stuff she says, but necessarily all of it. It's all very interesting and I am open-minded, though. I'm not sure what to think about those orbs, I've heard so many different explanations for them, and who knows if any of them is right?Quote:
Originally Posted by Chaos
I haven't had many of these, but there is one. I was sitting watching T.V in my family room, with my parents upstairs in there room. I told them I'd be up for bed soon. It was only my mother, father and I in the house at that time. It was a windy night and all the branches were rapidly moving. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a figure outside on the deck, perfectly still facing me, in the shadow I could barely see it, but I made out the shape of a face which quickly dissapeared into the night. I nearly peed my pants. It was so surreal I wonder to this day if I had seen it at all. :shock:
I love ghost stories. :bigteeth:
WEIRD!! Maybe not a ghost story Persé. But scary none the less.
I asked my sister if she had any dreams last night at breakfast today. She is five, and was 3 when we left the new house.
She said she had a very scary dream. She said she was playing with a toy, when she looked over at her favorite toy, (one of those littlest pet shop bobble-heads) the head started shaking by itself. She got scared, and then it started screaming really loud. "Like a Ghost!" She said. I thought that it was cool she remembered a dream for once untill I started to walk away and she said, "And it was at the old house." I was like :eek: . Just thought I'd share that. I've had a few dreams of the old house too, and they've been more surreal then freaky.
my ghost stories in a nut shell - but first id like to say I cant stand people who think that every single person who has seen a ghost is a liar or delusional. concidering that thousands of people have seen ghosts and have been throughout time, I think its damn logical to think something is going on. Even if you dont believe in spirits, im willing to accept the non-spiritual explanation having to do with time/memories.
Age Ten - Visual Experience
When I was ten years old I was terrified of the dark. It was late evening, my parents werent home and I was with my sisters. We were all together in the living room/kitchen area. After getting ice for my drink I looked into the dark hallway.
I saw a woman with a white gown and long hair. She was glowing. Her face was distorted. And she floated from my room to my moms bedroom.
I was terrified! But I didnt scream or say anything, I more like choked. I turned away from the hallway, so now my point of view was the living room wall. Dashing all over the living room wall were round lights. They were like flash lights, dozens of flash lights dancing on the wall. After the flashlights faded, I ran to my eldest sister's side. She was watching TV merrily, so I guess she didnt see the strange lights on the wall.
I was so terrified I thought I was going to throw up on myself. My heart wouldnt stop beating.
My other sister came from the kitchen with a very greasy grilled cheese. She stopped walking though when she was across from the hallway. She stood there staring into the hallway for five minutes. Finally I got the nerve to speak
"Whats wrong?"
She said she had heard something in moms bedroom. I didnt tell my sisters what I saw at that time! Instead we did what our parents told us to do if we thought a burgler was in the house. My sisters grabbed the kitchen knives and I grabbed a pot. (I wasnt allowed to handle a knife)
Holding hands we went to my moms room. I ofcourse, wasn't expecting anyone, but my sister was! XD
There wasn't anyone there. Instead the bathroom window's shade made its way to the floor and the window was open. I told my sisters later what I saw. They believed me, becuase my sister had closed the window earlier in the evening since no one was in the room (safety reasons, paranoid parents). And she didnt understand how the shade had made its way to the floor, several feet away instead of falling straight down.
Ten year olds can have an unreliable memory, but my sisters were young teens. Several times that summer we went through this routine of hearing a noise and checking the house with knives in our hands. But this was the only time we 'found' something.
Age 17 - Visual and Experiences from Others Including Cat
So much for the good old days of living in a nice house. We now live in a shitty apartment. My room is upstairs - the source of evil aparently. No one liked to be alone in my room, day or night. I thought I was just being a scardy cat. But even my dad got goosebumps if he was in my room alone *he was there for three days alone cleaning after we moved out*
Even my CAT was afraid to be in my room alone. And my cat is not afraid of the dark - she prefers it.
The experience started with my mom. On a couple of nights she would run down the stairs to scream at us - becuase we were making noise in the kitchen with the pots and pans. But when she got to the kitchen, there was no one there! She didnt think much of it at the time and thought maybe she was hearing the nieghbors or very large roaches..but roaches cant bang pots and pans!
Then the experience led to my cat. My cat hated to be in my room alone. And several nights, she wasn never in there. (My cat likes to sleep near me, im her mommy!). If we left her alone in the room, she would eventually RACE down the stairs. Sometimes she ran down the stairs soooo fast she smashed into the front door. Not Joking. I didnt think much of it at this time. I just thought I had an idiot for a cat.
My cat would also look up at the staircase. Make a whine and run away. Sometimes she would just look up the staircase as if someone was there. It pissed me off really! Especially when I was trying to go to bed, I hated her weird behavior and her staircase paranio. It made me so scared, I didnt want to walk up the stairs alone. So I would try to bring my cat with me. I would try to push her up the stairs, but she wouldnt go. I would try to carry her, but sometimes she squiggled her way out of my arms.
I didnt think much of it at the time, meaning I didnt really believe there was something at the top of the stairs. I just scare easily.
My experience started with nightmares. They were all the same. A demon was in my bedroom. I run down the stairs and escape out the backdoor. The demon was always male.
I did not connect my nightmares to my cats behavior until, one night. I turned over, and there was a girl in my bedroom. She was about my age. Short brunnette hair, cropped at her shoulders with a very simple hairstyle. Jeans, t-shirt, pale skin and her face was very - almost jewish.
She walked up to my bed, to wear I could see her eyes and smile. She disappeared. She didn't frighten me at first, I was more like in 'awe'. But right afterwards I was scared shitless, and hid under my sheets!!
That same week, my dad heard a girls laughter in his bedroom, actually by his bed side. He said the laughter was 'delightful' but of course, it terrified him. The same night my dad heard laughter, my sister saw a face - by her face. She would later describe the face as how I described the face.
Now my sister was SOOOOOOOOO scared, she moved downstairs. So part of the living room was her bedroom. She testifies that nothing bad happens past the staircase. But just to be extra careful, she said a prayer. The prayer was asking Christ to remove any unwanted guests from our home.
Round Two - The Neighbors
My nightmares went away, and none of us heard or saw anything again. One day, our neighbors were moving out. We've never spoken to them before except today. My parents wanted to know why they were moving, just to make sure it wasnt higher rent.
They were frank! And they didnt beat around the bush. The wife just said
"The truth is, my husband can't sleep at night. A girl keeps visiting him. And the children keep hearing her laugh."
So then my dad asked them to describe the girl, it was the same as how I describe her. It looks like our prayer only moved the ghost. . .to the next apartment.
We moved later on ourselves. Like I said earlier, dad was in the apartment alone for three days. He kept feeling. . something. . near him. . and was too scared to sleep upstairs. Instead, he slept in the living room :bigteeth:
Thats the end of my ghost story. I must say, after my nightmares went away I realized how NOT normal it is to have the same nightmare over and over. What misery! It was like something was lifted.
Also, the demon in my dreams was a male, not a girl. I dont think our girl ghost was evil in any way - but im convinced who ever did her wrong was male.
Wow, there are some amazing stories here. I'm only about halfway through the second page so far, I'll read the rest when I get some time later, but I figured I'd post a couple of my own/my families.
Ok, I'll start off with one that happened a couple years ago to me personally. Well, it was like 3am in the morning. I couldn't sleep, because a few years ago, I was a total nightowl, like I hardly slept. I'd go to bed at like 3am and wake myself up at 6 or 7, because I felt like sleep was a waste of my time (ha, how wrong was I, after discovering lucid dreaming?), but anyway. I felt kind of this creepy coldness, and I didn't really know what was up with it.... Suddenly, I heard a big BANG on my window, like just a sudden THUD.
I gasped for a second, then quickly jumped up and pryed open the blinds, where I saw this illuminating white robe slowly skulk past my window and out of my view, only for a few seconds. I was freaked to shit, when all of a sudden, MY PHONE RINGS! The instant ringing of the phone right after this happened SCARED THE HELL out of me, and I couldn't move for a few seconds, but the ringing just wouldn't stop. I didn't want anyone else in the house to wake up, so I grabbed the phone and answered it to make it stop ringing. I picked up; "Hello?". No reply. I sat there for a moment, but no noise came into the phone whatsoever.
Now, this story kind of adds another piece onto that story.... I'm not entirely sure how these things connect, but I'm pretty sure the girl in the robe I saw outside my window is the same one in this story.
Anyway, it was this past summer, and my parents went out for the weekend. Being your typical teenager, I took advantage of this of course, and had some friends over to chill. We stayed up all night, until around five or six in the morning, at which point we decided to head off to bed. Two of my friends stayed in the room outside my room, which has the wood stove and everything, while I stayed in my bedroom.
I was just beginning to doze off, like literally could feel myself just starting to slip entirely out of consciousness when I heard one of my friends cry out, and he came running into my room screaming "Dude, your house is fucken haunted!", over and over again, he was practically hysterical. At first, I kind of laughed at him, like "Yeah, whatever man" thinking he was just messing with me. But I could tell how serious he was about it from his tone and just how he was acting. So, I got up, and went out, it was approximately 6:06 - 6:08am. He told me that as he was laying down on my couch, he was watching the vent directly above it (there's a large grate that gives a clear view to the upstairs floor right in front of my parents room), and he said that a little girls face appeared there, and she was screaming to him urgently, repeating "Help me, help me! I need your help!".
My other friend claims to haven't seen or heard anything, but he was asleep until my friend began yelling, so I don't really know the story there.... The friend this happened to has always seemed kind of prone to this type of thing, and I wasn't really sure if I ever believed him about it until that night, but he seemed totally serious and freaked out about it.
My friend also claims to have woken up several times through the night in his house, and seen the shapes of people as he described it. Figures with the shapes of humans, but without the intricate details such as fingers, and with no facial attributes. He also has a really old family photo, in which you can see a faded image of an unknown man in the background of the picture, and nobody else can identify who this man was or what he was doing there, which is kind of creepy.
I have lots more stories, my family has kind of been in contact with ghosts/spirits quite a bit, dating back to a time when we lived on an island called Devil's Island.... But I'll get into those stories later, when I have more time. You can find some of them in a novel called The Bluenose Ghosts, it's really quite good, it's a collection of true ghost stories that have occured around here on the east coast of Canada.
Yeah Canada, :content: . I was born east coast, we moved to Ontario, and I've read a whole bunch of books on ghost stories in my town area. I have another cool story I just remembered. I'll try to remember to type it later, I have almost no time right now.Quote:
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I'm not sure which would terrify me more! Little girls are always scary ghosts!Quote:
Originally Posted by juroara
We had a mammoth ghost story telling session the other night at a friends place, there were about 10 of us over for a get together. This one dude I went to school with told us a story about when he went on holiday to the Kruger Park (it's a massive game farm here in South Africa, where we have the big 5 animals) and he went on a night ride in a bakkie (like a utility truck type thing, slightly bigger than a normal car with a cab in the front and a lorry like thing in the back. Maybe it's called an SUV in america?I dunno :bigteeth: )
Anyway it was night and he was sitting on the back, and after the drive they were driving back to their chalet where they were staying, and he saw this white thing that looked like a hunched over man (like gollum he said) running back and forth incredibly quickly past the back of the bakkie. He said it had these white eyes, like a dead guy but he couldn't really catch a proper look it was more glimpses than anything else.
He told us that once he saw the eyes he grew really scared and jumped it into the front cab where there were 2 other guys sitting. He told them "Hurry up, there's something out there!"
Aparently when they got back to the camp the guide told them that a while ago a guy had tried to make it over the border through the Kruger Park, and near their camp had been mauled by a lion, and had died. There had been a few sightings of the "white thing" as well.
Haha okay I remembered to post. And 13redfan that "white thing" sounds beyond creepy. :shock:
This is a less interesting ghost story, and it's more of a town story then a personal experiance. It starts about 110 years ago, when a poor boy steals bread for his family, and is hung on this huge tree (which was small at the time I guess). The tree is on top of a hill called Belvadere Hill. Now, there are houses on the hill, and it is a relativly pricy area to live. The tree itself continues to grow, but has no leaves. It has 4 or 5 branches total. It's big, and almost a stereotype of a scary tree. Now it's been cut down, but before, people noticed some strange things. People standing near the tree, which was near a path to get to the beach, often heard soft crying. At night, sometimes screaming and running footsteps on the road, although this could be just kids, (Not many kids in my town go to bed lol :content: ) as I said it is a pricy area and this is unlikly. Sometimes people saw a small boy carrying "something" running down the street.
I was intrigued by these stories, so I went to check it out. I didn't "feel" anything, not even the usual "freaked-outedness". None the less we took pictures of the tree. I had also taken control pictures before and after the visit. When the pictures developed, there were orbs on the pictures of the tree, and none on the other pictures. Any pictures with people and the tree, had more orbs near people.
It was about 3 am in the morning, in a possibly haunted house, in the freezing cold lounge that the guy told the story. It was creepy then!!!Quote:
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Ah that's pretty cool! Did you take the pics on a digital cam? Any possibility of putting a link to them so I can have a look? I love this sort of stuff it's awesome!Quote:
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Fascinating stories! Mines aren't so impressing, but I'll tell them anyway, you judge!
My first story happened to myself, and it is the only one I have experienced in person (if you except a flickering bulb here and there;) ).
I was young, maybe around 6 or 7. My bedroom is right under the roof, and there's a window in the roof itself, with a streetlamp right behind it. At night, when I didn't cover it with a cushion, there was a path of light on the carpet neart the foot of my bed.
That one night for some reason I couldn't get to sleep. At some point I saw a black shadow-thing crawl very quickly across the patch of light and then disappear. It looked in shape like a spider, or a ball of wool with legs. It was black and had no visible texture because it was so dark, darker than the darkness around me.
After a few seconds it jumped at my throat and clung to my skin with 2 legs/fingers. It wasn't properly trying to strangle me, but I was terrified anyway, so I tore it away from my neck and threw it away, probably onto the floor. It was back on my neck in less than a second, far too quickly to be natural (almost as if it had been linked to my neck with an elastic band or something).
I tore it away and threw it on the floor at least seven,eight times, until suddenly it touched the carpet in the patch of light and disappeared for good, as if it had been absorbed by the floor.
I was too terrified to move. I was afraid that if I touched the floor with my feet, the thing would reappear and attack me again. I stayed in my bed all night and in the morning, until my parents came in the kitchen and I could call them.
Of course they didn't believe me and refused to let me move to another bedroom. So I just avoided to step on that patch of carpet for years.
However this is the only weird thing that happened in my bedroom. Sometimes my parents hear footsteps in it, even though I live hundreds of miles from there now, but this has always happened. The attack of the shadow spider was the only threatening paranormal event. Only 1 person can potentially haunt my house, and it is my great grandfather who died in it, but althoug he lived in my bedroom, he died in the kitchen, down the stairs from my bedroom. And I don't see why he would have attacked me.
I'm also pretty sure it wasn't a dream. I've never been the kind of child that has nightmares, and the dreams I had never took place at home.
OMG! I've killed a thread! Come on people, where are you ghost stories?
Well, here'si one that happened to my grand mother. Apparently she was some sort of medium, or very sensitive to the afterlife, like her mum was. She had some experience in her youth, but because of her religious education she seems to have been traumatized and refuses to try again.
A few dozen years ago, her family shared their house with another owner. It's a semi-detached if you want, but in no way comparable to British ones - it was just one huge house shared between 2 owners.
Anyway, the other owner, Camille, who was a grumpy old man, died. That evening, while my grandmother's family was at the dinner table, still under the shock of his death, someone knocked at their backdoor very loudly. After a few seconds of shock, my grandmother went and opened the door: there was nobody there.
For a very good reason: 1 - that door opened on the back garden. Only them and Camille had access to the garden, which is surrounded by 250cm/8ft tall walls. 2 - that door was never used because it was 50cm/2ft above the ground (the steps had been demolished).
My grandmother is convinced it's Camille's soul who 'greeted' them on its way to the sid. Shortly after, while she was climbing up the stairs to the 1st floor, (the staircase was common to them and Camille), she felt a very strong presence behind her, while there was, once again, nobody. Since then she's been going up there as little as she could, she was really scared of it.
This is a really interesting thread, and I would like to read more of your stories. I have never had a paranormal event happen to me before. Sometimes I see things in the dark that look like faces, but if I decide it looks like something else it will start to look like what I think it is. The faces in some of your stories might be an illusion, but some of those stories really freaked me out!:eek:
yes people their must be something!!,i love paranormal stories, even if i personally dont believe in much paranormal stuff.
i have a story but it happened to my mam.
she said ever since her mam died when she was nine, every so often she said she would be ina peacefull sleep (really peacefull) then she said she would get a sharp thud on her chest and it would wake her up immediatley.
she told me one morning (2006) that she was in the most peacefullist sleep she has ever had and the sameting happened but this time she said so was so at peace she didnt open her eyes for about 30 seconds and when she did she said she say a woman with long dark hair hovering over her. she said she disapeared straight away, but gave her such a shock she hardly slept all night.
i asked her who she thought it was? she thinks its her mam? i asked her why would she do that though? she said she doesnt know.
i do feel a prescence in the house and i dont like to be there alone. (was glad when i moved out)
any ideas what it could all mean?