Ghosts/spirits/unexplainable happenings??

BUMP! I love ghost stories! and Snugglebunnie, I'm so jealous because I love Ghost Adventures and have always wanted to go on a ghost hunt!

One time when I was younger we went camping, It was night and we had a fire going. I was coming up from the lake after having went there to look out at the water, and when I turned away I felt a cold chill, and hands were playing with my hair. I was so freaked out because it felt so much like hands pushing into my hair and pulling it almost in pigtails. I freaked out and ran to everyone sitting around the fire! lol!

One other time I remember, I worked at a retirement home. People told a lot of ghost stories there, and I was cleaning one end of the wing while they were all eating. There was no one else in the hall, and while cleaning a room I saw the light in the bathroom was on, the door shut, and a shadow moving back and forth. I realized someone hadn't gone to lunch and just kept cleaning, finally I knocked on the door. The shadow was still there! I finally had to open the door to see what was wrong, and yes, the shadow was there still there, but no one was in the bathroom! I was freaked out!

Bumping for later - I love this stuff! I've got a few stories of my own and one photo!

Ok, so when I was about 12 years old we lived in this older home and the bathroom that my brother and I used was haunted I think!!!! The water would come on in the tub all by its self and just run for a minute, and turn off... SO STRANGE!! I would never go in there if the shower curtain was shut... I'd make my 5 years younger brother open it before I'd go in! LOL

Is it weird that I love the paranormal world? Always have. When I was a tiny little kid, around 8 yrs old I would play with the Ouija board along with my cousin. Yes, I know it's a very bad thing. I learned that shortly after, lol. Anyway, my Grandma (RIP) had lost one of her rings. My cousin & I decided to use the board to help us. It kept telling us that it was under the fridge and we kept going back telling it that there was nothing there. Well it kept insisting. So I stuck my hand under there, thru all of the dust, and guess what?!? Sure enough it was there in a ball of dust!!!!! I kept having nightmares every night after I started playing the Ouija.

My same Grandma passed away going on 3 years, I believe, this October. My mom & I wouldn't leave her side while she was passing away. Finally at 2 am my mom and I decided to get some rest. We got the call at 3ish that she had passed. She didn't want to leave us No matter how many times we said it was ok for her to leave, rest, and enjoy the rest of eternity with my Grandad. Well anyway, I was sleeping one night 2 years ago, and a really really bad pain on my left calf woke me up (No, it wasn't a charlie horse, I wasn't working out then and I know what those feel like) It felt as if someone was digging all of their fingers into both sides of my calf. That morning I talked to my mom and then I told her what happend to me. She then told me it was Grandma's 1 year anniversary of leaving this world. It might have just been a coincidence, but I believe it was my Grandma waking my butt up, lol!!!


I've always wanted to go on a ghost hunt, but 1. no one would go with me & 2. I wouldn't even know how to start.

My mom did the same thing. My sister and I were always with her and the night we thought she was doing better and I left and my sister didn't visit she went into intensive care and died the next morning. I think she wanted us to be gone before she left us...

Every time I get drunk, I wake up naked, and my butt hurts. It's really weird.

Oh man... I forgot about this one. I went with a friend of mine to the city to get some portraits done (she's a model) in a home studio. It was a two story duplex, each apartment was 2 stories. I sat on the stairs to be out of the way, and kept hearing noises coming from the upstairs. She had said she had dogs, so I figure it was that. It came up in later conversation that the dogs were outside and the kids were gone. She told us she kept hearing strange noises, and had once mentioned it to her neighbors who then told her that the people in the other duplex had died right before she moved in. The couple had gotten high on bath salts and the man murdered 2 children, his girlfriend and the committed suicide. I wouldn't be at all surprised if those noises weren't the "neighbors," and my firend and I both heard the same noises.

Oh, SO many stories! Most of them when I was much younger. I've come to the conclusion that some people act like buffers for the paranormal- I believe my husband is one of these. I've experienced next to nothing since starting to date him in 95 (such a relief!). Prior to that, omg... On one occasion I was in a church sanctuary with my friend who had a pt job in the rectory. She had a crush on the organ player who was rehearsing for the Sunday service. We were chatting in one of the back pews and listening to him play when there appeared to be some kind of haze forming blotting out the back of his head (the organ faced us and he faced the organ). At first I thought I had something in my eyes and I blinked a few times to clear it without success, then I noticed my friend had gotten quiet. Then a transparent image of his head formed NEXT to his head, just floating in the air near where his head should have been. I asked my friend at that point "Do you see what I see?" (I was very careful not to mention what I saw) and she replied "His head is floating next to his head". I would LOVE to hear some theories on that event- not a straightforward ghost-sighting at all!

I had another friend whose grandfather had died 2 wks prior. She and I were at the grocery store, just leaving and there was a bank of telephone booths you passed as you went out the automatic doors (this was the 80's). All of the sudden my friend just froze, staring in disbelief. I looked and saw her grandfather standing at one of the booths with the phone to his ear. Mind you, no look-alikes of him had ever been seen before and this was not a major shopping area so unless you lived in the neighborhood, there was no reason to be shopping at this store. Even so, I might have written this off as coincidence EXCEPT that this exact same scenario happened twice more in the next 2 weeks when we were both together. It happened again in the exact same grocery store, then again at a mall several miles away, always with "Grandpaw" standing at a phone booth. My friend would invariably freeze in terror then run away as fast as her chubby legs would take her lol! And I would run right along with her because there was no way I was being left alone with a ghost! I've always wondered if she would have been able to communicate with him if she had picked up another phone in a nearby booth though.

I had a group of friends that had some interest in the paranormal and a lot of our experiences seemed to center around the church mentioned in my first story. One day we were congregating in my bedroom, just chatting about some of the stuff we had experienced. I had a pile of clothes on my desk with my ouija board perched on top. As we were talking, we would mention the name of the church occasionally. Everytime someone mentioned "St Jerome's", the ouija board moved. At first, we just shrugged it off- the board was on my pile of clothing, not exactly an even surface. We thought it was just gravity. But after this happened several times ONLY when someone mentioned the name, we were starting to get spooked but still playing it cool. The final straw was when the thing fell off the desk- every one of us jumped up and ran out of the room screaming! lol I was the last one out and the only one that actually saw the ouija board move across my FLAT floor. Well, a gaggle of screaming, terrified girls clustered in the bathroom was the last straw for my parental units lol- they made me get rid of the ouija board, though I wasn't putting up much of an argument at that point.

One of the things that frequently scared me in later years, up until I met my husband, was the sensation of someone bouncing on my bed when I was trying to sleep. That would scare the crap out of me, though I could never tell if there was anything malevalent about it. I've only experienced it a few times since then. I've wondered often if it was the spirit of the baby I miscarried when I was 18, though that idea never occurred to me until years after it started. It seems the bouncing started soon after that event though.

Many, many more stories but I'll stop there! Good night

I worked night shift in a nursing home, and we didn't have a generator at the time and our power went out. We had to carry little lanterns around and check on everybody. Well, me and the other aide and the nurse (the only three staff members there that night) were all up at the nurses station and it was pitch black except for the lanterns we had. I looked down the one hall and at the end a bright flash of light went down the hall...I got goosebumps and my co-worker saw it too. The lights came on shortly after and we went down that hall checking on everyone and at the end of the hall, one of the patients had passed away.

I was staying at a friend's house for a few days, and my alarm clock disappeared from my room. Nobody knew where it was, and I was getting in trouble with work for being late all the time, so I had to be up at 5:30. I decided I would use the cooking timer and just reset it every hour when it went off, but I never heard it go off. I woke up because I heard a girl call my name. I thought it was my friend standing there in a long white nightgown, even though it didn't look like her, I just figured I was tired. I grabbed my watch off the nightstand and it was exactly 5:30. I looked back toward the door to say thank you, but she was gone. I passed her bedroom on my way to take my shower, and she was lying across her bed in the same clothes she had on the night before. I called her later that morning and asked if she had woken me up and she said no. I told her what happened, and she said it sounded like the same girl another friend saw in the room adjacent to mine, which I would never sleep in because the attic door is in that room and it always creeped me out. She said the girl sat on the bed and started talking to her, but she couldn't understand what she was saying. She said my name clear as day. The next time I saw her, I was woken up by the sound of a car horn like it was in the room. I opened my eyes and the girl was standing next to the bed, soaking wet, with a really creepy grin on her face and dark circles under her eyes. Scared the crap out of me and I pulled the sheets over my head and stayed there until morning. When I told my friend about that, she thought maybe it was her cousin whose car had gone off a bridge and she drowned, but it didn't look like her, so who knows. They were the first family to live in that house.

The second one I didn't actually see, I just heard. I had stayed at a friend's in WV overnight, and she was putting me in the room with "MIchael". She said he was harmless, and he just taps on the window. It took forever to fall asleep after hearing that, but I didn't hear Michael. The next night at home, I was working on the computer and I heard what sounded like pebbles being thrown at my daughter's window, but there was nobody there when I looked. As soon as I sat down, I heard something fall over in the kitchen. I walked out there, and all of the kids' lunchboxes and mini coolers were on the floor. I put them back and went back to my room, and as soon as I sat down it happened again. The dogs weren't running around, and there was no reason they should be falling over. It happened one more time, and then I thought maybe it was Michael because of the pebble sound from my daughter's room. I pointed in the direction of the mess and yelled "Cut it out!" That was the last time it happened. The Maryland Paranormal Society said I probably reminded him of someone, and he followed me home, which made me feel bad for yelling at him.

Ilived in Lebanon for 2 years with my husband and 2 kids. One night I couldnt sleep I dont know why so I went out and tried to sleep on the sofa in the lounge room. I eventually slept but around 3:30am I was woken by a sound.
I opened my eyes and there in front of me in the middle of the room was a woman. She was about 50 but looked well she had a long white veil on and a blue dress. She was looking at me and saying the words "ty habibti ty" gestering with her hand to come as that is what those words mean come my darling come.
I froze I didnt know what to do I knew it had to be my husbands mother who was buried under the house as that was her wishes to be buried on her property.
The next day we went to see a sheq to understand why she would be telling me to come I was so scared that she was inviting me to death.
He explained that she was inviting me to the family that she meant no harm which was a great relief for me

Since moving into an apartment alone with my kids, btw me and that husband slit up.......and this is years later I have felt while sleeping someone touch my forehead and wake me this I believe is my deceased father he has also touched a visitor that we had over enough so that the person never came back as he was too afraid.
I dont get paranormal activity very often but when it happens its not scarey to me its soothing so I do beleive it is from well my father and my aunty that I was very close to
Thats it from me not very exciting but still iuts exciting to me )