The Paranormal

Kelleinna

Okay, these are not nearly as cool as some of the other ones, but here's what I've got...

I'm a teacher, and the school I worked in last year is around 100 years old and has been a school all of that time. The custodian, who is often there alone until 9 p.m. or later, had told me before that she believed the building was haunted, but she said it was a friendly spirit. One night I was there alone at around 6 p.m. (well after dark in the Oregon winter) and I was down in the basement. I clearly heard the sound of a metal folding chair being dragged across the floor upstairs. (Everyone knows that sound, right? Those crappy metal folding chairs that are everywhere?) Nobody in the building but me, doors locked. The custodian had already warned me about such, so I just laughed and yelled, "Hi!" and went about my business.

The school I work in this year is also close to 100 years old, and was originally a church before being partially converted to a school about 10 years ago. I say partially because the basement level is what is used as a classroom, while the upstairs still looks very much like a church sanctuary, with fancy windows, velvet drapes, a piano and the whole nine yards. We enter and leave the building through the basement door, and nobody ever goes upstairs for any reason. I usually leave a little before 5 p.m., but two of my coworkers often stay as late as 7, and both of them were telling me that they were afraid to be there alone because they hear footsteps upstairs. One night I deliberately stayed late with Rachael, and she and I did indeed both hear footsteps upstairs. I went running upstairs to check it out (she was too scared) and found absolutely nothing and nobody. I live within a mile of this building, so I've volunteered to come sit with anyone that has to work late if they get freaked out and don't want to be there alone. I was there until 7 tonight, actually, but nothing happened tonight.

islandjumper

No more stories? This thread is too good to end!

SammyPacks

I have had several. two that have left scars. sort of a magnet for that type of stuff.

Literal scars?!

lpatterson327

ive had a few experiences, never got scared in the moment but really creeped me out later, my favorite one tho is right after my father in law passed, he loved his beer. one day when no one was around the remote for the stereo or around the stereo itself, it turned on and just one line of a song came on "i'm pretty good at drinking beer..." then it shut off again, my hubby and i were amazed at that

Haha! I take it he had a good sense of humor huh?

yeah he did lol, he was a good guy :happy:

coppercat25

Loved reading this thread. Scary stories!

When I was born I lived with my parents in our first house till I was about 4 years old. My first memory is actually of something paranormal!

There was a frosted glass door at the back of our house which lead to a path leading to our back garden. I used to see clear as day, a man with an old fashioned suit and top hat through it. He had a beard and he was pretty short. He just used to stand there and look at me. My Mum tells me that I used to stand at that door and then run to her saying 'Ooo come on' (couldnt talk properly as I was only little) and take her hand and show her the door (she couldnt see anything.) Also our cat used to fluff up and yowl at the door when I used to stand there too.

I am a christian (but stopped going church when I was 19 - 6 years ago). One time when a small group of us were doing a prayer walk in the local community, which was where we knocked on peoples doors and asked if there was anything thye wanted praying for, we neared this house and I suddenly got a really sick heavy kind of feeling, almost as if someone had thumped me in the stomach. It felt as if a literal black cloud had come down and I strongly felt we should knock on this houses door, even though I wanted to run away so bad! We did, and an old polish couple answered, and they said they needed prayers for protection, and then just shut the door. I am convinced there was some kind of evil spirit/demon in that house.

I have had a few other small experiences with demons and stuff, like bad feelings around people/places, and then being confirmed that something nasty was there.

I'm pretty sure angels and demons exist, and spirits too, but I don't really know much about it, so I try not to overthink it as I do get frightened easily!

SHID0BU

A few years ago I was house sitting for my uncle and the only people in the house were me, my grandmother, and the pets. I was in the bedroom watching a movie and wanted to light a candle. I went into the living room where my grandmother was watching TV and asked her for a lighter. She said she didn't have one so I went back into the bedroom and the candle was lit.

Another time, and I don't know if this counts, but I was having an argument with a friend of mine and we were both yelling but no one was moving around, and when I screamed (whatever it was that I was screaming about) The bottle of cherries slid off of the microwave, onto the floor... the perfectly level microwave. and the cherries weren't even near the edge beforehand.

dovesgate

The house that my mother lived in while I was growing up was rumored to be haunted. It was an old Victorian house dating from the 1800's on a street pretty much lined with them. Her house was separated into 2 sections, the main house up front and the back house which was pretty small and had a small kitchen then living room, bedroom to the right of the living room and down the short hallway was the bathroom. Behind the bathroom was a storage room tucked under the stairs of the front house, and across from the storage room was a second bedroom. Outside on our side was a big deck with a huge oak tree in the center of it and a huge yard. When we were out in the yard, we could see the entire back side of the front house in addition to ours - including the dormer window on the top floor of the front house. There were many times we have seen a figure in the window whether anyone was in that house or not and we heard the occasional footsteps on the stairs at night when no one was living there. Very benign and we never really thought anything about it. Mom was fairly poor so she split rent with her best friend who had 2 daughters that went back and forth from their mom's to their dad's. I was there every summer and alternating Thanksgving/Christmas.

One of our favorite things to do was have sleepovers with our friends. The most memorable and scary thing happened to me one time when the two girls I lived with went to their dad's one weekend and I had a friend come over. She brought a Ouija board with her. I remember setting the stage in our living room with candles in a few different places and our Bible sitting on the coffee table next to me. It started off fairly innoucuous, like these things do. We talked to a variety of historical personalities (my favorite was Henry VIII lol), we talked to a little boy named "Fredrick" who claimed he lived and died in the front part of the house but liked to come to the back and watch over us girls. He really liked the games we played. He also confirmed there was a lady ghost in the front house and she is the one who looks out the dormer. Then my "grandpa" showed up. I called my mom in for that one and we had a good ol' time. She even thought it was funny when "grandpa" called my grandmother a slut when asked what he thought of her boyfriend. At this point is when I remember starting to feel uncomfortable. My friend and I were barely touching the pointer at this point and she was a fairly good kid so I don't think she would have used that word. I know I certainly wouldn't have used it to describe my grandmother. After the conversation with "grandpa", my mom went outside into the yard.

A new entity showed up calling herself the daughter of Satan. We had a brief chat then she had to go because her father was calling her. And then a new one showed up claiming to be Satan himself. I ordered him off the board because we didn't want to talk to him. Every time I would order him away he would turn the pointer to "No." So then I threatened him with the Bible, which he responded to with "No." Keeping one finger on the pointer, I flipped open the Bible and started reading the first passage and the pointer shot off the board so hard it flew across the width of the room and hit the stereo stand that one of the candles was lit and sitting on. The flame of that candle turned blue and bend sideways so that it was blowing completely flat off the wick. Needless to say, I kept reading that Bible out loud and ordering the demon away from our house until it returned to normal. When it did, we picked up the pointer and tried one last time. No responses so we put it away. That's when I started checking for drafts, open windows and such in the bedroom we were next to (none) and no other windows or doors were open in the house.

Later that night, my mom was sleeping in her room with the door open and my friend was sleeping in my bunk bed (this was the year that the moms decided since K. was there all year round she got the bedroom to her self and S. and I's bunk bed was moved into the living room so we were in the same room). I was laying on the couch wide awake watching SNL on t.v. (which was by the bunk bed) with the sound mostly muted. It was a big old t.v. so it gave off plenty of light even with the other lights off. As I was watching t.v., I became aware of a creaking noise that sounded like my closet door which was at the end of the bunk bed and creaked horrendously when it opened. I moved only my eyes and sure enough, that door was swinging open bit by bit. I got my covers over my head as fast as I could and lay there rigid with terror, pretending to be asleep but really listening intently. Just as I was starting to relax and chalk it up to maybe my cat nudging it open to get inside, a really deep voice laden with evil spoke and informed me "You will not sleep tonight" and laughed. No, no I didn't get any sleep that night. I laid there under my blanket, afraid that if I looked out I would see a demon or something looming over me so I waited and waited an eternity until my mom woke up and came out of her room. Then I pulled the blanket away from my head and looked at the closet door - it was wide open and my cat would only have opened it a tiny bit to get inside.

After that night, I started seeing demonic faces in different items, faces that I had never seen before in possessions my mom had had for years. I would step down into her room and notice a face looking out of a vase on a shelf or I'd have an intense feeling of being watched. The face did not disappear at different angles. Luckily, not long after the Ouija debacle, my mom found a bigger house out in the country so we moved. I went back to that house once as an adult. A friend of a friend of a friend needed a bike or something picked up in the little house next door to there and I didn't have any idea where we were going until we pulled into the driveway that it shared with my former home. The person we were picking the bike up from said the house had been broken into and vandalised, he was cleaning it up for the landlord and I had a morbid curiosity to see what had been done so I got him to let us go in and see. The damage to the living room had already been cleaned up but when I went into my mom's old room, someone had spray painted gibberish about being haunted and demons all over in there. When I saw that I booked it out of there.

There have been a few other incidents, nothing like this one though. And I've gone to haunted places looking for activity and found nothing. A cemetary in the next town north of the one I used to live in had nothing. Winchester Mystery House had nothing. A random black house in East Palo Alto I briefly visited when I had a brief job selling cleaner door to door was probably all in my head. I felt a tiny bit of foreboding at it being a completely black house but hey, we were in a big city and different strokes for different folkds. I remember walking up to the door and a medium sized black cat came up behind me, sitting in the middle of the way to the driveway. I knocked on the door and two women answered. When they opened the door, they had a big bookshelf sitting against the wall in their entryway that had a big silver plate engraved with a pentagram, an athame, a big silver goblet, and a host of herbs. I realized they were either Wiccan or witches and I remember babbling that I was selling cleaner and they probably wouldn't be interested, so sorry to disturb them. They were surprised and were like "ooook, have a nice day" and shut the door. I turned around to walk out to the road and that darn cat reared up and hissed at me. I ran.

My current house may have some activity. The male half of the previous owners was very sick in our house and was moved to the hospital before he died. The female half is who we bought the house from and it was more from her children that we bought it from as she was suffering from dementia and was put into a nursing home. She died about a year ago. About the same time (before our neighbor told us she had passed), I started getting this feeling of being watched sometimes and at random times I would walk into my living room from our family room there would be a human-shaped shadow in our dining room area (there is a security camera in the family room and I check it often so I would have seen someone outside causing the shadows). There have also been a couple shadowy orbs. Of course, it could be my imagination as there is nothing overt going on. We do have a statue of the Virgin Mary in our backyard and I'm sure we have some leftover Catholic protection prayer sheets left from the previous owner and I won't remove them. Who knows what they were protection from?

foodfight247

Yes, I believe - had a few things happen throughout my life, as well as family members around me. Moving things, water turning on by itself, whisperings.

Believe it or not, my husband also sees spirits, I kid you not. He's helped quite a few people connect with loved ones, he is a certified hypnotherapist, and has also done some past-life regressions.

Imo, life doesn't stop when our bodies do, this is just one part of our journey.

Wow, I've been told by a medium that I'm in my seventh life apparently.

I've had a number of "strange" occurrences.
Once I was trying to get to sleep (I was 21/22) and thought I was still awake because I had this terrifying image of a shadow in the form of a baby crawling up my right side of the bed ( I was on my stomach). Creepy but was it was giggling /gurgling whilst slowly crawling by my side. I was terrified and remember fighting to open my eyes (it felt do real like I was awake but not) I could feel my eyelids flickering desperately trying to get them open and when I did I was all panicky and scared witless.

Another occasion during a meditation session, I was taken up in a lift and met my grandma who has passed over. She gave me a gift inside a black box. Whilst coming back down in the lift I was disappointed to find the box empty.....well a number if years later when I was with my other half during the early days we were together, I had a dream in which my grandma visited me. She passed me that little black box which I opened and in it was a pure white light which felt blessed. My interpretation was that my grandma felt it was time to give me her gift of happiness.
There were lots of times I felt her presence.

Oo, reminds me, once I was getting it on with my other half but felt this overwhelming sense of self protection - I really didn't want to go there, if you know what I mean. I'd never ever felt that against it before which freaked me out. I cried helplessly for ages but then this is the wierd bit - whimsy sobbing in bed (on my own), I felt this older woman's hand stroking my hair saying it'll be alright dear, you'll see. She smiled, comfortingly and had shoulder length grey hair. I fell asleep and woke up feeling really calm......the basis of this is that I later found that I was pregnant with my first son and I can only think that my in built protection of my baby (not known at the time) made me protective of my body. Which freaked me out as I loved my partner in every way, so it was wierd to turn him away like that. Made sense after I found I was pregnant.

I've had other experiences but would take ages to go into.

christine24t

I never believed in this kind of stuff until I saw a ghost myself back in high school.

My best friend lived about a block away from a lake. Late at night, in the summers, we would always go down on this summer home's dock (the family was never there during the week days) and we would go swimming or just sit on the bench at the end of the dock.

It was probably about midnight when we walked down there one night. We both stopped as we were about to go on the dock because we saw something sitting on the bench at the end of the dock. We'd never run into anyone there before, and my best friend said something like "should i say hi?"

I agreed and she yelled out, "Hello?" as we walked onto the dock. The "person" never turned around even when we yelled hello. As we got closer, it looked less like a person and more like a gray cloud shaped like a person. We both saw it kind of at the same time, and literally ran back to her house.

It still freaks me out to think about it. Even writing this, it made me tear up a lot remembering it.

About a year ago, I finally told my dad about it. I honestly think he would think I was crazy. But then he told me that he'd seen a ghost of an old lady in our coat closet many years ago, when he and my mom moved into our house. Later, he found out from a neighbor that an old lady had died in our house before we moved in.

kerriberry74

I've had more than a few experiences, but i'll save the best for last. Here's the top 3

First of all, my condo came with it's own spirit. every so often, I feel that someone is watching me (usually from the loft in my bedroom), but i've only had 2 'interactions' with him- both while I was taking care of my laundry. The first time was a few weeks after I got my 1st cat. I was upstairs folding clothes & the cat started hissing & growling at the wall in the corner. He's a very mellow cat & is somewhat blind, so he had to have sensed something. My hair was standing on end after this one. The 2nd time, I was putting away clothes & heard a 'hello' in my ear. It was a rainy Sept. day and I was alone, no tv or radios on, and all windows were (obviously) closed.

This past Dec., my best friend & I took a girls trip to Savannah, GA for a long weekend. The only thing we absolutely had to do was a ghost tour. My friend is a huge skeptic- she has to actually see/experience something before she will believe. A few weeks after we got back, I finally got around to putting the pictures on a disc for her. I started playing around with the zoom on the pics from the tour. At one of the old B&B's (which for some reason at the time, I'd kept staring at the 2nd floor) I noticed a white spot in a dark window. There are 4 pics of the building, all with something in that window; the last 2 showing a somewhat clear white face.

The best experience happened at my parents house. My brother & I were both home for the weekend. Around 1:30/2am as I was getting ready for bed (I was working nights so I had an off schedule). I heard the sounds of someone coming in the house- door unlocking, opening/closing, relocking, footsteps heading down the hall, the basement door opening/closing. My bro is a computer guy, so I figured he was going down there to play around with our dad's computer. Woke up the next morning, came downstairs and asked my mom is my bro was up yet. She said he hadn't come home. My dad & I just looked at each other because we'd both heard someone coming in. Looked outside & my bro's car wasn't there.

I'm guessing there must be more things going on at their house. This last Thanksgiving when a knife in the kitchen suddenly fell on the floor during our meal, my dad blamed on the ghosts. My response to that is they shouldn't be playing with knives!

a_robinson86

The best experience happened at my parents house. My brother & I were both home for the weekend. Around 1:30/2am as I was getting ready for bed (I was working nights so I had an off schedule). I heard the sounds of someone coming in the house- door unlocking, opening/closing, relocking, footsteps heading down the hall, the basement door opening/closing.

That happened to me about 7 or 8 years ago, I had a day off from work so I was sitting in my living room watching T.V and I heard both my porch door and front door open and close then someone walk upstairs, I thought it was my sister coming home from college early so I didn't think anything of it. I went upstairs to use the toilet a couple of minutes later and decided to pop my head into her room to say hi but she weren't there! My mum, dad and boyfriend were all at work at the time, I did ask everyone when they got home if anyone had come home briefly for any reason during the day but none of them had! It's happened again on a couple of occasions when a couple more people were in the house and they heard it too so thankfully I'm not going crazy! lol

LilBee82

Ok I have a couple more! not scary or anything.

My mom, I think it was after having the twins, she was put out because she was losing a lot of blood. She woke up and she was sitting in reception. She was feeling really tired. There was a nurse at the reception and she was trying to ask her something. Like what time is it, or something like that. The nurse just ignored her. My mom just looked around and saw one of those hospital beds they wheel you around in, and that there was something on it and covered with a sheet. She got even more tired and fell asleep in the chair.

She woke up and a sheet was over her face. She pulled it off and sat up and the nurse SCREAMED! Apparently my mom had lost a lot of blood and they couldn't revive her and she was pronounced dead and just waiting to wheel her to the morgue.

good thing they didn't!!!!

Another time, again my mom was having a baby, her last one. again she was losing a lot of blood so they put her out. When she was coming to she could hear the doctor saying her name, and also another voice saying her name 3 times in a row. And then the doctor would slap her. Finally she said to turn off the light it was too bright. The doctor said that there was no light on and she argued with him to turn it off, but there was no light on.

My mom said that she had the feeling that the other voice had been my brother. He passed away a couple days after he was born (an older brother) but she KNEW it was him.

I forgot to mention too in my first post about my mom trying to commit suicide, that again she almost crossed over. She felt that she met Jesus (NO JOKE OKAY!!!!) she just knew it had been him. And he told her it wasn't her time yet and to go back. she said she didn't want to but he told her that her children needed her.

elcyclista

Aw so many more stories on here since I last saw this post but I'm supposed to do thermodynamics homework.

Hurricane_C

I've apparently had a couple. My mom told me about them because I was too young to remember them.

Our dining room has a half wall that looks down into the family room where a door leads to the garage. We were sitting at the dining room table eating dinner. And I said that there was a little blue man downstairs and he walked through the door. My mom said 'oh he opened the door?' And I guess I replied with "no. he walked THROUGH the door". She asked me to describe him and apparently the description was of my dad's father who had passed away before I was born.

Then another time I walked up the steps to go play in my playroom and I went to turn down the hall and just stopped and stood there staring. Then turned back around, and calmly walked downstairs. My mom asked me what happened and I said I didn't want to play there. She got freaked out and called my dad home from work. I still don't like to be in that room by myself. The only solace is that the animals go in there so I figure its probably okay.

rossi02

I love these kinds of threads!!

I've had a couple of things happen over the years.

When I was 19 I worked in a dental office. I cleaned the rooms after each visit and kept everything stocked. The office was in a very old building, in fact it was located in what was the morgue several years prior. The upper, street level floors had all been remodled and turned into stores and office space. Our office was closed on Fridays, but I still had to go in and deep clean all the rooms and such and would answer calls and schedule appointments as needed. I was never thrilled to be there by myself, but never had anything odd happen... untill my last Friday working there ever. Since the office was closed, all the doors were locked. Even if the main street door was unlocked, and you were able to get into the waiting room.. you would not be able to get into the back office area as we would lock that door as well. Something had just really felt off that day.. I couldn't explain it. I was trying to get everything cleaned and leave. I was vacuuming the floor and felt someone there. I turned around and just about jumped out of my skin. A little old man wearing a bow tie, sport coat and dress pants was standing there. He told me he was sorry he startled me and just ask me a couple of really random questions. Nothing about the dental office, or dental related (just about the building in general). After a couple of minutes he told me thank you and he would go now that he didn't mean to scare me.. he then open and walked out the side door. Which he had to unlock the deadblot to open. I checked and the other doors were locked as well. No clue how he got into the office. After this I really kicked it into high gear and wanted to leave. I was almost done and a lady and her 3 kids where knocking on the front door.. she saw me and waved and asked if she could come in and book her kids appointment. I told her yes and let her in.. it was nice to not be alone after that. I was trying to pull her kids up in the system and she said.. "Happy birthday" I looked at her confused, because my birthday was the next day.. but how did she know. She then replied, "Oh, I can just feel these things, hope it doesn't scare you". I just thanked her and tried to get along with booking the appointments, but wasn't able to find any record of her kids in the computer.. after a couple of minutes she just looked at me and smiled and said "Don't worry about it, my kids don't really come here.. I just felt I needed to come here and talk to you, because you've had some odd things happen today". Then she left, and I locked up that office and called my boss and informed them I would not be working by myself there on Friday's again. Everyone in the office was freaked out about the things I told them.. but I never heard if anyone else every experienced things like that there.