Ghosts/spirits/unexplainable happenings??

I was hesitant to share my stories, but here goes...

I was in 8th grade when my parents decided to move to this farmhouse. Before we moved in, she took me to see the place. As soon as we pulled in to the driveway, I hated the place. I don't know what, but I had a VERY bad feeling. It was one of those in the middle of nowhere, no neighbors, surrounded by corn fields on all 4 sides type of houses. It even had a barn, chicken coop, garage, and grain silo on the property. Of course, none of it had been functional for many years, but it was kinda neat to see!

At the time, 2 guys were still living in the house and were very nice, showing us all the rooms and making us feel comfortable. After the tour, we sat down for something to drink in the living room and the lamp went off. I thought the bulb had blown, but one of the guys just chuckled, reached over, and turned it back on. He said something to the effect of, "oh, it happens all the time. You get used to it."

Well, we eventually moved in and all was well. About 4 months after we moved in, I had this recurring nightmare for exactly 7 days. 14 years later, I still remember it VERY vividly. It went something like this - my parents had left to go out for the evening and left me with my little brother and sister at home. I put the kids to bed, watched a little TV, and then went to bed myself. After I went to bed, someone broke into the house. The front door was directly across from the stairs, so as soon as the man broke in, he ran up the stairs and to my room at the end of the hall. My room had a side door into the bathroom and I escaped the man by running through the bathroom, back down the hall, and down the stairs. For each of the first 6 days, I found different passages out of the house, including an underground tunnel that ran from the house to the old, rundown chicken coop. On the 7th night, I didn't manage to escape. I was convinced something like this had happened in the house and frantically searched through the house for the underground passageways and little hideouts I had managed to find in my dreams. Unfortunately, the house had been remodeled in the 1970s, and I fear that any possible passageways were boarded up. The chicken coop was in such bad shape that it was not safe to walk through, but I desperately wanted to find that tunnel!

After the dreams stopped, the man started coming around. Once you reached the top of the stairs, there was a window the overlooked one of the cornfields. My room was on the opposite end of the hall from the window. Every few nights or so, I would be woken up and suddenly feel compelled to go out into the hallway. Every night this happened, a man wearing a flannel shirt and overalls would be standing at the window, looking out at the cornfields. When I came out, he would look at me and point ot the field. I never understood what he was pointing at because I was TERRIFIED and would end up running back to my room, throwing the covers over my head. This happened all the way until we moved out a few years later.

One night, everyone else in the house was asleep, but I was awake in my room, watching TV. Out of nowhere, I heard someone talking. I was thoroughly freaked out, but I went to investigate. I found my little brother, who was about 3 at the time, sitting in the stairs in the middle of the night, having a full-blown conversation. I freaked and went to wake my parents up. My stepdad came out and said Kenny wasn't on the stairs anymore, so we looked in his room. He wasn't there. We then went downstairs, and there he was, sitting on the couch in the living room in pitch darkness, still carrying on a conversation. I thought he might have been sleepwalking, but he was wide awake and said "HI SISSY" as soon as we got downstairs. We asked who he was talking to, and he said "Old MacDonald" to which I died laughing (I used to read him a book with Old MacDonald in it and he was dressed very similar to my window ghost) until I realized the connection with my man and the book he was referring to. Frequently after that, we would catch him in his room, just jabbering away. Creepy every time.

We had a backdoor in the kitchen that would constantly slam open and shut. I thought it was because of the wind until I realized it was not windy out.

Pots and pans would show up in random places, like in the middle of the stairs, on top of the washer or dryer, on the dining room table, etc. Very random, very bizarre.

One day, I stayed home sick from school and was laying down in my room, watching TV, the only one in the house. Out of nowhere, at 11AM, my mom's alarm clock started BLARING. I went in, turned it off, and went back to my room. As soon as I got comfortable, it started blaring again. Out of curiosity, I checked to see what time she had set the alarm to. It was set for 6AM. I didn't leave my bed for the rest of the day!

I was so happy to move out of that house!!!!!!! Never had any experiences before or since, but all of those are ingrained in my memory!

There's one that keeps eating my lunches at the office. Very spooky.

Lots of stories, but I feel pictures say more than words. Here are some creepy ones a ghost hunting friend of mine took and the last is a visit from my grandfather at Christmas!

I'm a little on the groggy side so forgive me for my grammatical errors.

First off, I LOVE anything dealing with the paranormal! It has always interested me in a 'omg i love to be scared but this is frickin amazing stuff because it makes you wonder' kind of way..

With that said, I've only had three separate happenings and I guess I'll try to shorten the posts and take it in order of occurrence.


(1) One evening when I was about the age of six, I was sleeping in bed next to my brother and for some reason just couldn't get any shut-eye. Since there weren't any mp3 players at that time, I just stared blankly out into the hallway. The door was open and the fish aquarium light could be seen from my brother's room so it was kind of soothing as it illuminated the dark hallway. For a good long time I watched until I noticed a shadowy figure suddenly poke its head about the threshold of my room. I blinked thinking it was just my imagination, but seconds later, this same shadow figure charged over towards the bed. Instantly I shut my eyes and threw the covers on me but I didn't feel anything happening. About a few minutes later I looked out again and whatever it was had gone. Since that day, I have not slept with the door open. Even now I refuse to keep it open the entire night. Dunno what the hell that way. Some people have said it's a playful shadow spirit..


(2) My grandma passed in 1997. She died in her house after a bout with cancer and after putting up a good fight, she was finally called home. Well since she lived in GA and we are from Alabama, (2 hour drive), we'd have to stay at her house during our visits and the same went for after her death. We were staying there for a few day---y'know, for the funeral and all---and then would leave that following Sunday. Well the night we arrived, her house was empty..which was eerie enough considering this was where she'd always been living. My younger cousin and his parents stop by later on that night and stay for a bit, but eventually it's time for them to go and my parents decide to give them a lift home. Well my little cousin decides to spend the night with me, and so it's just the two of us here while all of the parental units leave. So there we are, watching scary movies and everything when he decides that he has to use the bathroom and thus leaves me to go into the bathroom located in the very room where she passed. Meanwhile I'm sitting there just watching t.v. when all of a sudden the sink faucet from the kitchen, located about a few feet away from the living room, turns on full blast!!! My blood runs cold and my black *kitten* is probably pale as a ghost myself by this point. Very slowly I wander over to it and turn it off. When my cousin comes back, I ask him if that has ever happened to his knowledge. As SOON as he said, 'No' I was under the covers and shivering.


(3) The dorm that I lived in back on the college campus was said to be haunted by the spirit of a young girl who committed suicide shortly after having been denied to join a local sorority chapter. Supposedly there are more ghosts, but this is the only one that people claim to have seen and she only haunts the upper floors of the dorm. So there I was in my friend's room with two of our other buddies and we're waiting on the last person to show so that we can skadoodle. Well, FINALLY he comes a'knockin at the door and so I decide that I am going to hide away so that i could scare him when he walks in. ..So anyways like I said, there's a KNOCK at the door. My friend (room owner) says, 'Come iiiiiin!'. The door handle starts to turn, followed by the door being pushed opened slightly... but that's it. Confused, my friend opens the door to find no one there. We even search the hallway and nearby laundry room, but there was nothing there!

Here's the scientific explanation for you.

http://www.cracked.com/article_18828_the-creepy-scientific-explanation-behind-ghost-sightings.html