The ghosts of Castle Arcana used to let you leave your own ghost stories on this page. But so many young humans were confused about what a ghost story is that we had to stop doing this. But, if you actually have a real ghost story, about an actual ghost or haunted place, feel free to send it to us and the Registrar will post it for you. Otherwise, enjoy the real life ghost stories. You will find that some of these stories are very scary... Or check out the Register Archives here, for real life ghost stories of years past.
I'm a Junior and everyday this year on my bus ride home form school are bus would pass this mysterious looking house. One day I was coming home from a late night school event when we passed the house. I saw two figures standing outside very dark looking staring right into my eyes!
The next day I was on my bus and when we passed the house I heard a voice say "Erin come! please come!". I took my head phones off and looked around. I was the only person in the back of the bus! Everyone else was up front and were all 1st graders who didn't even know my name.
So about a week later I had to stay after school w/ a friend and she believed my story so we stopped at the house. I was going to make up something like: Are these keys yours I found them out front? So I went and knocked on the door while my friend sat in the car. I knocked only one time and someone opened the door immediately! Like they knew when I was going to knock at that exact moment or something!
It was a young woman about in her early 30's or so. "Can I help u?" She said looking straight into my eyes. "Are these your keys?" I asked feeling pretty stupid since she was soooo normal looking. "No, I'm sorry they aren't." She said in an English accent smiling in a very devilishly way as if she were inviting me inside. "OK sorry to bother u" I said just about to leave in a scared voice. Then I heard a voice in the back ground yell Marie!!! She turned around for just a sec to look at the voice. When she turned back she was about to shut the door when again she looked straight into my eyes but this time she had none!!! It was like a deep pit of blackness!
The next day I was looking in the obituaries (Like I do everyday, I know it's strange) when I came across the memorial part that said: Marie Wilson, 35 died from car crash on local bridge. The memorial date was 6/10 the same day I went and knocked on that door. The picture was also there and it was the same woman I saw at that house! She was also wearing the same cloths she was wearing the day before! So now whenever I pass that creepy house I feel and sometimes see someone staring at me through the window and sometimes outside looking me in the eyes!
Binghamton, NY, June 20, 2001
I have never actually seen a ghost at the Chelsea Hotel, but I live there and this is the anniversary month of Nancy Spungeon's murder. Actually she fell on the knife of a one Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols 23 years ago on the night of October 12th. There are certainly other ghosts that reside in the Chelsea Hotel, among them the ghost of Thomas Wolfe, Virgil Thomson, Jimi Hendrix perhaps. You know when you go into an old church and there's this safe feeling? You get that at the Chelsea. The ghosts there are friendly and they infuse the building with a very gently pulsing spirit of goodness. The Chelsea Hotel is my haven in times of madness and utter chaos.
NYC, NY, October 21, 2001
One night when I was sleeping at our old house, i woke up to go to the bathroom at 3:30 am. I felt a force in the hall. It felt cold. I was scared. I couldnt see anything. I went to my parents room to tell them but they said go back to bed. I did and about ten minutes later heard clattering in the kitchen. I went to see what was going on but all was quiet. No one was there. So I went back to bed. I stopped and saw a whittish figure of a woman in front of the window. I couldnt see any face, I just saw this white moreless a woman shaped cloud. I ran back to dad to go out and see it. But he said he saw nothing. He said go to bed and sleep but then we both heard pounding on the bathroom wall. After that it was over.
USA, Mar 19, 2001
Me and my family moved to Irving, TX when I was 11 years old. My dads work transferd him there. My mom and dad had been looking for a house for about 3 days since we arived in the town. At about 10:30pm while in some neighborhood my parents found the house of my mothers dreams. Soon we moved in. I have 3 other sisters and no brothers.I was sick the first 3 weeks we lived there so I wasn't enrolled in school yet I stuck around the house to help my mom unpack the first couple of weeks. My two older sisters were at school and my younger sister was just 3 at the time.
The first sign of our ghost was when My sister Ashley was in the living room with my mother while she unpacked. We had a big floor to ceiling fireplace. All of a sudden Ashley starts saying "mommy, mommy" "theres a monster in the fireplace". Mom walked over there and said "theres nothing there" and with a fire poker, poked all around inside the fire place to show her everything was okay. That only made Ashley yell louder "mommy your hurting him" My mother swears to this day that theres no way a child her age could come up with something that dramatic and show that much fear in her face could be telling a lie. She just picked her up and and found me and said we should get some lunch started brfore my dad got home not tellingm e anything about what just had happened. See, my dad is a truck driver and he comes and goes quit freqently. When he got home she told him about what had happened. Of course he didn't believe that she should take it so seriously.
Only a few hours had passed and he was off again. My older sisters was home from school by this time and we were watchiong TV. Mom comes into the living room and says " whats wrong, who's crying"? "Nobody,mom" we all said. So mom just walked out with a strange look on her face.
Later on after we moved out of the house we found out all the weird things that went on there. My parents decided not to tell us because they felt we didn't need to be scared. Only Ashley saw something in the fire place that day. The other things that would happen was when my mom would walk up and down the stairs she would feel like someone was on her back and breathing on her neck. The crying that she had asked us about would happen everyday. She would check all of us to see what was wrong and we would be sound asleep or not even there. She told my dad about it and he didn't believe her till on day he was home alone when my mom was at the grocery she had taken ashley with her and there was noone else there. He was in the bed when he heard " momma" "Momma" so he jumped up thinking "oh lord" "she ran off in a hurry and forgot ashley in the bed" when he got upstairs there was no one there. So he just laid back down. He heard it again.
Like I said we had just been there for about 2 weeks so some of our toys was in the attic so he went up there to see if it was one of our baby dolls that got jard from maybe a rat or something. But NOTHING. They would hear nocking on the walls. Our DOG would dig up hundreds of womens panty hose from the back yard. One day I remember someone comeing to knock down a wall in the kitchen and they found 17 gallons of honey in the walls. Bee's would come out of the sinks and light sockets. We also got ready for church on saturday night so my mom could wash and curl our hair. The lights would flicker on and off. If she changed her time from 7:30 to 8:15 it would do it then. We would go from the kitchen to the living room and the lights in there would flicker. When ever and where ever it would do it. Oh yeah and the first day we were there My 13 year old sister at the time was in her new room and the door locked on her she said it would not open and when my dad ran and got a neighbor to use there latter to climb up to the second floor the window would not open even after she had unlocked it the all of a sudden she was saying her arm was hurrting her and the window popped right open and she had scratch marks on her arm like some one had clawed her. She still says there was no one in that room but something had her arm. Thats about it I hope you liked it.
Murfreesboro, TN, February 1, 2001
The more freaky stuff happened to my friend steven but i saw something too. One day my fiend steven was all freaked out and stuff. I asked hey,steven whats wrong? He told me that his house was haunted. He told me this:I was asleep and I woke up around 3,4 aclock a.m. He looked at the clock and saw a old lady with a pink shirt and blue pants. He couldnt move because he was scared.The wrinkles on her face and arms were moving around and she was getting closer and closer. While she was geting closer her mouth was geting wider! Then he hid under the covers, closed his eyes, and forced himself to sleep. Then after he told me that he asked me if I wanted to spend the night i said ok i got off the bus at the house.
We searched that place from top to bottom......nothing. All that night we heard noises and clicks and other things. We was on the internet all night we saw that there was a meteor shower so we was going to see it later. Around 2:00A.M.we heard his dog barking (which almost never happens) we went to check on it and i was like 3 seconds later than him to get outside. When i got there he was just staring out to the field. I looked and saw a thing that looked like a VERY big, tall, thin, and scary bear with glowing eyes. Then it noticed us and dashed behind a tree.We then went inside and to sleep. A week later he moved. I went over to visit and he told me that his neighber used to live in that house! He also had a deceased wife he desribed her exactly like the woman stephen saw!!! Now everything is back to normal.(This really did happen!)
Williams Bulls Gap, TN, January 20, 2001
I dont have the occasional ghost spotting and i dont hear the faint calling of my name in an empty room. Never had a door slam and never saw blood on my doors. I live with this spirit all day and all night. Though it has never been seen, i can feel it's presence when i speak and when i think. Have you ever had a question for every queastion and a responce for every thought. like that little voice you head that tells you to take the money when no ones there. I hear nothing but the faint, tranquil sounds of a man losing his sanity. When i think yes, i say no. when i see the one i want to pick i'm always dissapointed to realize i had laid myself another brick in the wall that is my life. i have filled the gap she left with myself and to me i owe this letter. i can find myself alone and broken, i can find my soul alone and cold. i am the monster that lives in my closet, i am my own dismissal.
Stanford, CA, December 21, 2000
This is a really weird thing that happened to me a few months ago. First, let me tell you that my grandfather passed away two years ago. He always used to sit in this big old rocking chair that we keep in our living room. He would not get off of it. If you tried to move him, it would be like removing a boulder from a rocking chair. Now, he always used to sit and rock in that chair. Night and day, 24/7. That one day a few months ago had really assured me my grandfather was there, watching me. I was sitting at my computer, and then my rocking chair had started rocking back and forth. I had not touched it, i was quite far away from it. My mother was outside, so she couldn't have made it rock. There was no draft running by the chair, nothing normal could have made that chair move. I have had a lot of these supernatural experiences in my lifetime, but nothing as sentimental as this.
Canada, February 12, 2001
About 12 years ago i was working as a security guard at the hyster company plant in berea kentucky. part of my duties was to make hourly rounds thru the building carrying a watchclock. A watchclock is a device that by turning keys shows that a guard has been thru the building and when. While making a round one night i turned and saw a young man standing about fifteen feet from me. he was a white male mid thirties wearing a red flannel shirt. he had dark curly hair and a trimmed beard and mustache. I turned to him and demanded to know who he was. then i noticed that he had nothing below the waist. his body ended at his beltline. when i looked up again the figure smiled a mischevious smile and faded away. When i arrived badly shaken at the guard shack i was surprised to learn that forty minutes had passed. I checked the watchclock and found that it had stopped ten minutes into my round at the point i had seen the apparition. Research the next day showed that a hunter had accidentaly killed himself crossing a fence in the area shortly before the factory had been built. By all accounts he had been a lively man with an active sense of humor.
burgin, ky, January 21, 2001
I was in a house that was reputedly the home of a poltergeist on Halloween. Dont recall the year but it was in the late 90s. Probably 97 if I had to guess. Nothing had happened since I was there to convince me that their were any noisy ghost at all. It was midnight and Halloween was officially over. I was a bit disappointed that nothing had happened until I heard a loud crash coming from the kitchen. At first I didnt go in there. Too damn scared. When I went I discovered a picture had fallen from the wall. I put it back up and ten minutes later I heard the crash again. I figured the pic feel again. This time it was another picture in the kitchen. This time everyone in the house was awake. We were gathered around the table talking about this experience when the bathroom light and my bedroom light suddenly went off. Well ... that was all that happened. Weird enough to raise an eyebrow but at the same time you can reason that there were no ghost behind this at all. Strange, huh?
Richmond, KY, June 4, 2001
When I was a teenager (this was in the 80's) my family and I moved into a house in Austin, Tx (nice neighborhood off of Windsor Rd, near downtown). The only thing that we knew about the previous owners were that they had been a judge and his wife and that they'd lived in the house for a long time until he'd died and she'd sold the place. The interesting thing about the house was that the attic above the living room area had been torn out and big wooden beams crossed over the living room. A small wooden staircase (unenclosed) went from the living room to a balcony/mezzanine that went around the living room and to a sort of "mother in law" apartment with sliding doors (this was my room). I don't know if you can picture this - it all had a kind of swiss chalet look with heavy beams and a peaked cieling. There were huge shelves in the wall on the mezzanine for law books and the beams ran from the mezzanine/balcony across the living room to the wall. I'm explaining all this because it's kind of essential to my ghost story.
The first night (!) we spent in the house we kept hearing noises that sounded like footsteps. My stepfather kept said that he hadn't heard anything but my mom and I kept hearing it night after night. We thought it was the noisy refrigerator or the house settling. We kept looking for any reason other than a supernatural one. We couldn't deny the truth forever, though because one afternoon(!!!) my family and I were sitting in the living room and AN INVISIBLE PERSON BEGAN WALKING ON THE BEAMS ABOVE US! We just couldn't believe it. It went on for about two minutes. Very audible, very loud footsteps walking slowly across the beams. We were freaked out, but kind of shrugged it off.
Things got worse after that. The footsteps walked all over the mezzanine, the little stairs to my room, and the beams. Lights would go on in my room when I was downstairs (no person could walk the stairs to my room without everyone in the house hearing). Then I would go to my room and find the water running in my bathroom, or my stereo on, or my heavy sliding doors open. We (my mom, stepdad, and me) all believed that something bizarre was happening but my family is so agnostic that the main reaction was a shrug. We figured we couldn't really do anything about it and that it wasn't terribly malevolent so we just went "Okay, we got a ghost". We didn't talk about it with people, although some of my girlfriends heard the footsteps. We lived there for two years. The ghost hung out with us the whole time, mostly active at night but sometimes walking around (on the beams) during the day. We moved when I was 15 and I've never experienced anything like it since then. It's a strange story, but it's true. When I go back home to Austin I always want to go knock on the door of the house and ask the current owners if they've experienced anything strange.
Houston, TX, January 28, 2001
I was sitting on the couch reading a magazine and I saw the carpet getting pushed in like there was someone walking on the carpet. I asked anyone if they could see it but they said no. It was still there but it was still then I looked at my magazine then felt something next to me so I looked and sawl the couch caved in like someone was sitting there. My brother was sitting on the other side of me and I asked him if he could see that and he said yes and I never belive him so I asked him what he was looking at and he said the couch is in but nobodys sitting there. We told my dad and he could not see it. We asked my dads girlfriend and she could not see it ethier. My dad and his girlfriend left but my brother stayed. Then all the sudden the couch went up and the cards flew over to us so we played but could not see anyone.
Corinth, NY, March 14, 2001
When I was in 6th grade a boy in my class brother was killed. He and his dad were on their way home from church and had stopped to check their map, not realizing they were stopped on railroad tracks. A train came and didnt sound its horn, hit the car, and killed him instantly. His father lived. On the day of his funeral we were sitting in class after the ceremony talking. Our teacher suggested that we all bow our heads and say goodbye to him one last time. The moment we all bowed our heads the closet doors started opening and closing and this loud noise came. It was the sound of a train and it sounded like it was going to coming through the front of the school. It stopped as quickly as it started. I guess he wanted to say goodbye to us one lst time, too.
St. Louis, MO, April 24, 2001
Okay, I live in this apartment building that at one time use to be an old hardware store. They divided it up and turned it into several apartments and there is only one way in and two windows that open. These are all in the front of the house. I was home by myself one night and playing on the internet when in the back room the door opened by it self and some thing fell off the shelves we have on the inside of the room. Alittle scared I got up to see what happened. When I got in the room a box of mac and cheese had fallen. Instead of spooking myself I just put it back and shut the door and made sure it was latched. I went back to the computer and typed in "I'm back" and continued my convo. Well a couple of days later I was getting ready to go somewhere when I felt like someone was watching me. I hate that feeling and then something touched my neck as went in to back room to grab a quick snack before I left. I jumped and screamed cause once again I was home alone.I shut the door and checked my e-mail before leaving and once again the door came open and it sounded like something fell .I don't know who or what lives back there but that door comes open and things either fall or it sound like they fell a lot. I also feel some one watching me and/or the hair on my neck stands up and some one touching my neck.
Ohio, USA, April 2, 2001
My mom always told me this story. I have 5 brothers and sisters. When only 4 of them were born, one of my brothers who was 6, and 3 of my sisters who were 4 and 3(two of the youngest ones are twins). Anyway, my oldest brother and sister were in there bedroom sleeping (they shared s room). My mom, dad, grandma, and two sisters were in the living room watching TV.
In-between the two beds my bro and sis were sleeping in was a lamp like 2 feet tall. My parents, in the other room, herd a big crash. They both got up and ran to the bedroom and saw my brother and sis laying there fast asleep with the lamp between there bed on the other side of the room broken because it hit the wall so hard! They called the power company and everything and they said there couldn't have been a force that strong that could of blown that lamp across the room. The only thing they could of thought of what it was a ghost!
Another time my Brothers and sisters were grown up. The twins were about 8 years old. One of them was lying there in bed in the middle of the night. She had woken up because she had to go to the bathroom. When she got up she turned around and saw a little boy standing in her room just looking at her. It started to back up and it disappeared! She just turned around and acted like she didn't see a thing.
Another time is when that same sis (this was like in 1999 or 1998) was sleeping. Her twin walked in and started to shuffle. She told her to get out so she okay and walked out. She heard the door close. Then she heard it open back up and a voice going, "Kati, Kati, Kati!" She turned around mad and said WHAT!!!! In a load voice. Again, like 10 years the same little boy was about 2 inch. Away form her face just standing there looking at her. And of course again he backed up and disappeared, then the phone rang and she got up and left.
Like a month before that my oldest sis was sleeping. She herd this really Evil sounding gargling sound and then it changed to sounding like 1 million evil voices all saying her name at the same time. She sat up and said what, who is there? But no one was there! She laid back down and felt something messing with her hair. She slapped her neck and acted like nothing else happened. Then all of a sudden..... BOOM!!! Something grabbed on to a big chunk of her hair and yanked it so hard her head went flying of the bed. I was in my room sleeping and she came and got me and put me in her bed. (Of course she has to pick her little sis 9 years younger than her to keep her safe from the ghost). There are much other stories but I'm getting sick of typing. Good luck with the ghost in all yawls other houses. (We even got our house blessed by a priest and it's still got ghost!)
Tulsa, OK, March 7, 2001
I was driving up a logging road when I came across a old house that we call the Old Fox House. The house itself is haunted. I walk up to the house and walk around but been careful of where i was stepping. Then that's where I seen a figure in the window. I thought i was seen things but it was a ghost in window. What it appears the ghost was doing, it was smiling at me, because I was respecting the area that is belongs to the ghost. On the same day about five minutes later I thought I heard kids playing in the upper left corner of the field. But no kids was in sight. This House and a barn are still standing on 2 acres of land.
Truro, NS, Canada, May 31, 2001
Hi! I'm 21 years old and this is my REAL life story: When I was 11 years old, i moved in a house that was exactly 200 years old, my grandma moved in with me. My grams has theses weird instincs about weird things happening. So when we moved in my grams said that there just wasn't anything right with this house and she was soon to find out what it was. I belived my grandma after i found a couple of books and pictures hidden down in the attic. The books were sooooo old and the picture was of a mirror and indeed it was painted so carefully, I being an 11 year old idiot got a frame and a little shelf hung the picture and got a shelf for the books. In the book there was a note, but the problem was the note was so old that i couldn't read it anymore, it wa clear that it wasn't wroten with a pen at all, it was writen with red paint or blood. Then my grams found an old picture frame that fit the picture that i found so i decided to use it. Later on that day i heard my grandma scream, I ran downstars to see what was going on and why was she screaming. She had found a musical box with a mirror and somebody's real finger chopped off in that box. every time we would look in the mirror we would see someone in pain and grabbing the finger but failing to hold it. I was scared so much. But the note said that if anyone finds the book, they would be haunted and yes, i was haunted every night, I stared reading the book and it turned out to be a book of some girl name "Jone". But my grandma didn't know that i saw this and evry day of my life till i was 13 that girl would torture me and that box with the finger disappeard and that man stopped following my grandma but that girl was so furious at me. I guess that she didnt want anyone to find the diary but i did.
Brooklyn NY, January 2, 2001
I never had experience with any "real" kind of ghost until college. My original roommmate moved out of my room for personal reasons, leaving me alone. For a little while, that is. I started hearing tapping noises on the walls and ceilings, and sometimes sounds like someone was dragging their nails, or another hard object, across the walls. After my initial wtf!! type reaction, I got used to it. I would talk to it, it would tap, and I would talk to it some more.
My friend and I made an ouija board and tried to convince it to name itself, but it never decided what name it wanted. By myself, though, I figured out that it thought it was female, a sophomore, and on academic probation. It also wanted a roommate. This worked for me. However, later in the semester, a friend moved in with me after having problems with her own (human!) roomie. My ghostly roommmate didn't seem to like her. We sat with our beds against opposite walls one night, talking, and a box of hot chocolate came flying out of the closet at her. Now, I am a skeptic. I was perfectly willing to think that I was crazy and talking to the tapping of someone else in the building. I was perfectly willing to think that flying hot chocolate, and flying deoderant, and flying nail clippers, may have all been the result of things being stacked wrong. The wet spots that kept appearing under her blankets after neither of us had been there for the entire day may have been some strange physical problem she was experiencing. The mobiles from Design class that I hung off of our light fixture may have started spinning insanely because of a draft. What draft, though, I don't know.
The idea of having a ghost was a fun one, but if there even MIGHT be another option, I wouldn't rule it out. When my human roomie told me about how everything off of her top shelf came crashing down on her head, I accepted it, but am still not sure if she may have made it up or not. However, towards the end of that semester, I finally had to completely admit to myself that something was really, absolutely, DEFINITELY going on. I was standing on one side of the room and she was sitting on the other. I turned around, facing her closet, in time to see her bookbag, which was hanging on her doorknob, start dancing. I can not argue with a dancing bookbag. I found my invisible roommate to be hilarious. My human roommate was scared shitless. Only on one occasion was deoderant thrown at me, and then it missed me by feet. She, though, was bombarded by all sorts of objects, aside from having wet spots on her bed, having things unplug themselves, having her computer turn itself off, etc, etc. When we moved to a new room, I made sure I invited my ghost roommate. Things continued. My poultergeist had sense though - more than me. It turned out that my human roommate was a psycho who talked badly about everyone behind their backs, who told people that her "best friends" had STDs and lied incessantly. Now that I have had time to think about it, it wasn't until after I started feeling like something was wrong between me and her that things started flying. I need to find a way to make my ghost roomie come back. After my human roomie left, she started snoring. Loudly. I didn't know ghosts could snore, but it kept me awake. I scared her away. Now I realize what she was trying to tell me with all of her pranks, and miss her. I have another one but will tell it later.
PA, USA, March 9, 2001
When I was a toddler my mother and father had moved into a large farmhouse. The owner of the house had warned them they would run into problems, but being a young couple with 2 children and no money, they decided to chance it. It was about a month before windows started to open themselves in the dead of winter. Doors would lock, furniture would move, and balls of lights would fly. It was just like the movies. Most people say they have to see it to beleive it, I've seen and I'm a believer. I think from living in the house for so many years I have grown more sensitve to ghosts and feelings of unseen nature around me.
I also wanted to post a wonderful haunted school to visit for all you ghost hunters like me. In Lambertville, New jersy just up the river on Rt 29, there is a single stop sign to the right leading to a very steep driveway. You will not be able to drive up the road. The school's story goes as follow; In the early 1900's a student named Billy wanted to be part of the football team. When he tried to join in with the other kids playing football, they attacked him accidently killing him. A few months after Billy's burial he seeked his revenge on the school. He burned the school down killing hundreds of children. The school was closed. Remaining is only the basement and 2 floors. The roof at top most floors were burned down. In many of the rooms the children will talk to you. The temperatures vary throughout the whole school. The room that the most children perished is filled with chalk drawings on the walls. If you erase them they will be drawn back before your eyes. It is something to see if you have the nerve for it. Good Luck and happy haunting.
Trenton, NJ, May 23, 2001
In the year 1996 i lost my baby brother from crib death. I was about twelve years old at the time and i really had never lost a family member before. About a year later me and my mom moved out of our relitives house into this new home my mom bought. About a year later that's when all kind of strange things started to happen.
One day while i was in the bathroom washing my hair over the tub i felt an cold chill around me.At that time i paid it no mind untill a second later when the light clicked off by it self. I admit i was scared as hell and after telling my mom she did not belive me because she thinks i lie alot. But that was the straightest truth i have ever told.
Also one day when i was spending the night over my grandmother's house i was helping her clean out one of her rooms that she keeps all her junk in and in that room was the same crib presssed aganist the wall my brother used after me. As my grandma was sitting down folding some of the cloths that were on the floor i walked over to were the crib was. As soon as i walked over to the crib the light connected to the cieling fan clicked off.My gramdmi put as if it always do that but as soon as could even ask her what she thought it was she said it was just my brother not wanting his crib moved
.If it was true what did that have to do with what happen to me in the bathroom. When my brother died he was on the couch right beside me.The people said he died of (sids) known as crib dealth it comes from laying a baby on the wrong side while sleep.I was wondering could it be that he is watching over me or wanting to play by cutting the lights off.My brother would be five years old today and it seem like the more years pass the more things start happening.
Memphis, TN, February 9, 2001
I was tring to go to sleep one night and I was staring at the ceiling and I was wide awake then all of the sudden a large head appeared above the foot of my bed and stared at me. It had white hair and no eyes And It looked exactly like my Great-Grandmother that had died a couple years before, it just floated there then I finally covered my head with the covers and when I pulled them away from my face it was gone and I haven't seen it again sence.
PA, USA, April 26, 2001
Ever since I was a little girl strange things have happen to me. For instance I sometimes see people walking through my house when no one is their. Toilets flush and appliances turn on by them selves. But this one time my husband and I went to get gas on a Sunday night. We had a old van that had a bed in the back. We got to the gas station and we both went in, my husband to pay for the gas and I to get a pop. As soon as we started back on the road various cars started honking at us. A few of them pointed at our van. We thought that we might have not turn on our headlights or maybe forgot to close the door properly. All of a sudden we heard this horrible cackling sound. It was comming from the back of the van. My husband immediately pulled over and I jumped out of the van. I have never been so scared. We thought someone had snuck into the van, but when my husband opened the back door no one was their. The van was completely empty. I was so frightened that I would have walked home had it not been late at night. When we got back in the van it was cold and eerie. We drove home as fast as we could with the dome light on.
Hillsboro, OR, July 16, 2001
I went to bed one night and there was something outside the window it was a slight mumble "get out of the house"then the night after it got louder and the next night louder until it got so loud i couldnt stand it any more.then i heard a knock on the window.i was a fraid to look out so i didnt. you know scary it was.so i ran to my moms room and told her . she said i was going to tell you when you got older but i guess i could tell you now.she said a long time a go a girl about your age was murderd here in this house.it was at night her name was the same a yours i think as a matter of fact you look just like her she had black like you and brown eyes like you. she was very pretty like you. she jumed out the window but the person the was chaseing her stabed her on the back and she was killed. right outsid of your bed room window.i asked my mom why she was telling me to hurry up and get out. my mom sayed theres proably a bunch of reasons for that.but after that night it stoped i guess the girl just wanted me to know the truth. but bye the way they never did find the killer.
Carrier, MS, July 18, 2001
Hi, first of all my name is Brandy. I am married w/ 3 daughters, ages 6, 4, & 21 months. We live in a small town in Iowa.
I really don't know where to start about our ghosts. So much has happened. We have lived in this apartment for about 15 months. My 4 yr old started talking about angels. One in particular. It was a little girl named Jenifer. She also started talking about a blue monster that was in the closet. She said it was mean & that the angel tried to protect her. Shortly after I started seeing a male figure around our apartmant. I who see him in the hall, outside our windows, & I saw him in the girls' room. He would always disapear right after I saw him, just vanish. That's when I realized that it was a ghost, but I never said anyhting to the girls because I didn't want them scared. Shortly after that my 4 year old started talking about a man that would wake her up to play in the middle of the night. When she would say no he would hit, pinch & bite her. I have seen the marks. She doesn't sleep in there much anymore. I can't blame her. I have also been hit, had something try to pull my pillow out from under my head when I was laying down. Everyone was asleep except my husband & I, but he was in the living room. He couldn't have gotten out of the room w/out me seeing him.
The ghost has made things move, He has hit my 4 yr old with sticks. She was hit once in the middle of her back by a plastic stick But she couldn't have hit herself in that spot & there was no one else around that could have done it. When I asked her about who did it she said that there was no one there. That the stick just came up & hit her. He has made pictures lift up & come off the walls without doing anything to the the nails like pulling them down. He made my 19" color tv fly off my entertainment center & land on my 4 yr old who was sitting on the floor about 2-3 feet from the entertainment center. He hides things. You can look for something in one place & it's not there but if you go back it will be there. My 6 yr old has talked about a black thing that would get in the crib with my baby. She would come into our room crying about it. I would check & it would be gone. Last week the baby woke up 3 or 4 nights in a row at 2:21 am crying.
There is a little girl ghost. She is about 4. I have only seen her twice & they have been in the last month & a half. She seems to be very quiet & shy. I have had a team of paranormal investigators here to investigate & they got the Orbs on there camera. Also their temp gage would drop about 15 degrees in the girls' closet & in 1 corner of the room. They said that they could do an exorcism but they would have to come back & I couldn't afford that & I still can't.
I do have a blessed crusafix hanging in the girls room on the closet. He seems to hang around the closet. I have tried yelling at it but things just get worse. The room always gets real cold to were you can see your breath even if its 100 degrees outside. I gave this up after the last time I did it because it kept me up by making noise & bothering the girls all night. You can heard what sounds like either claws or long fingernails scraping along the wall. Toys will turn on by themselves etc. etc...
I have had the apartment blessed. I just made things worse. Everytime I had the minister on the phone my cordless phone would go dead. After the 4th try I went & got on my regular phone & it went dead to. I finally got that he was coming right away & I hung up. Then I picked up the reg. phone, it was working like nothing ever happened. I also used the cordless phone to call my mom right after that & I talked to her for a half hour w/ no problems. The entity just didn't want the minister to come. At least that's what I think. This has been horrible. We are trying to leave, but I worry it will follow. There is nothing left to say except that I hope it doesn't happen to you!
Small Town, IA, July 28, 2001
This is the realest you can get . My father passed when i was 3 but momma had left lousiana and moved up here in s.c but when i was pregnant with my son someone would tuck my covers at night . And I was all ways alone when this happen. And when I was very sick and had surgery a man was there. Momma said it was my gardian angel .OK, every time something in my life happen to me I would see this man in a distance but he never smiled. So the biggest thing was when i had my daughter . She was born June the 7, and his birthday is June the 7, not only that but he appears on my birthday every year some way. And all of this is the truth.
Gaffney, SC, May 17, 2001