Ghosts/spirits/unexplainable happenings??

No more stories??? Wahhhhh :sad:

Anyone have Anymore?

My old best friend and I made our own Ouija board and used it....yes it worked and yes I'll never forget it! It was crazy but I think I'd be wary to try it again....the only way I know it wasn't my friend moving it was because I asked it questions that she would never know. (My great grandmothers middle name, first dog's name, etc.) It knew it all. It was quite the experience. It was that night that made me rethink there was nothing else out there. (I was an atheist.)

Love this...

My grandmother, mother, sisiter and I are all sensitive to spirits. We have had many different experiences, but my three favorites are...

My father used to give me and my sister "yankee dimes" (kisses) after he passed away we started finding dimes in the strangest places. I have opened my car and found them sitting right in the middle of my seat, my sister has found them on the threshold to her door, I have found them on my desk at work. Now I know you are all thinking "I find money all the time" but I started paying close attention to where I found coins - the pennies, nickels, and quarters were in places you would expect to find loose change, but the dimes always seem to be somewere they seem specifically placed. What is weird is that we both thought it was dad leaving them without knowing that the other one was also finding dimes. My sister found a dime when we were togeter one day and said "hi, Dad" and I ask her about it and that is when we discovered that we were both finding them. I still regularly find them and it is often when I'm having a bad day and could use a kiss from Dad :-)

We own property in Tennesse that has a civil war era cemetary on it. Once when visiting the property, my sister and I were taking pictures (back in the day of actual film) we had two different cameras with different types of film yet we both had orbs in the pictures when they were developed. The orbs were only in the pics taken in the cemetary, no were else on the property.

My husband and I live in the house that belonged to my grandparents. My grandfather had a stroke shortly after I was born and was unable to speak. One day he was trying very hard to talk and the only word he could get out was "baby" - he wanted to see me. One night after moving into his house I was home alone and clearly heard a mans voice say "hey, sug." Sug was what he called my mom.

There are 3 spirits in my house - two are nice, but the other scares the crap out of me. There is a man that I feel in the hall - I feel that it is my grandfather; a woman in the dining room - my grandmother; and something in my daughters room - this one really scares me and her too. I just recently found out that a young man, who worked for my grandfather back in the 60's, was crushed to death in my back yard. My grandfathers truck fell of the jack. My animals also since these spirits - my dog will bark and nothing in these areas and my cat will hiss.

keep posting the stores...I love to read about other peoples experiences :-)

Was this on Oahu?

Love this...
"yankee dimes" (kisses)

I haven't heard this term in years! I thought it was something my dad made up! haha

The duplex I live in has a ghost cat...seriously. One nite on the verge of falling asleep I felt something pulling the covers trying to climb up on the bed. Needless to say I freaked out jumped out of bed & turned on the light....nothing there. The next time I just laid in the bed & could feel little paws stepping on the comforter beside my leg, when I turned on the flashlight ( I was prepared this time) once again nothing. So apparently it's a sweet ghost kitty & since I'm allergic to live cats it's the perfect pet. LOL

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Please keep them going everyone, this is my favorite topic!

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I grew up in a haunted house. Things would go missing, get moved get fixed etc.

I would often wake up to 3 people standing at the foot of my bed, an older man that I am pretty sure was my mom's dad (I never met him he passed when she was 17 but it was on the property my mom lives on), an older woman and a little kid. The house is over 200 years old so I have no idea who the other 2 were.

things consistently go bump in the night, and just recently I asked my younger brother who is in on of the rooms upstairs if he heard the weird bumping and dragging in the cubby hole in his room, and he looked at me and said "So, I am not crazy?" and I laughed at him and proceeded to tell him it happened every night for years but no one would ever believe me because as soon as anyone else was in the room the sounds would stop. Mom now has cats so a lot of the bumps go unnoticed because they sound like noises in the house.

My younger brothers were home alone one day and the rocking chair just started rocking - no one was near it they were sitting on the opposite side of the room playing video games when it happened. It got to the point where my mom had to move the chair or my youngest brother wouldn't go into the living room because it happened every time he walked in.

And lastly, when I was about 15 I was spending the night with a really good friend - in her basement as her parents were at the hospital with another friends mom (our friend was in a major car accident and we were not sure she was going to live). Anyways we had heard that the house was haunted but we always laughed it off as a big joke - until that night. My friend and I were just getting ready for bed and we heard the door open and then footsteps through the kitchen, down the hall and into the bathroom. So we called out "Hey how is Dana???" and no one answered. I looked at her and she looked at me and we shrugged and figured we had imagined it because we wanted to know how our friend was. A little while later we heard the footsteps again and then it sounded like the bathtub was running so we ran upstairs thinking it was her parents - there was no one there but the shower which neither of us had used had water in the bottom of it. It was a little freaky.

I have lots of stories most of them revolve around my mom's house - its quite active.

When I was 7 or 8 I was sitting on the living room floor and my older sister was sprawled out on the couch. Since I was younger, we were watching what SHE wanted. I saw something out of the corner of my eye in the kitchen and turned my head to get a better look. It was my sister at the stove. She turned her head to me and stared at me. The one thing that I really remember is that her eyes were red. Bright red, to the point where it was almost glowy. I quickly turned around, and there she was sleeping on the couch. We were the only ones home.

The other one was about a year or so ago when I was in bed asleep. I could see myself spread out on the bed on my stomach. I could see the alarm clock reading 8:23 in the morning, and I saw my husband's mother (who had passed away about 10 years ago at that point) at the corner of my room, just talking to me. I can't remember what she said, but I do remember her telling me to wake up. When I did I looked at the alarm clock and it said 8:23.

i wil not sleep this nite.... :noway: LOL

^^^^^ this!!

So when my ex gf dumped me, she asked if I'd be ok... I replied by asking her if she were to die before me, would she be willing to come back and give me ghost sex... she agreed!!

So I have that going for me.

LOL... Love it!

stfulauren's story about the sinking cushion reminded me of my fathers experiences. Not to go into details but his own dad used to beat him with a fire poker so as soon as he was old enough he ran away from home. He was taken in by a couple who owned an old farmhouse (which was actually in the same street as the house I grew up in) and slept in the converted attic room. He always claimed, with deadly seriousness, that all the time he stayed in that house, whenever he slept he could hear heavy breathing on the pillow beside him, as if something invisible was asleep in the same bed. But because he had nowhere else to go he just forced himself to get used to it. :noway:

my god.....i honestly got chills. i don't know how i would feel if that happened to me.

I have had many too, mainly when I was little

We lived in a really creepy house, lots of activitites going on. My parents never believed me.

I used to share a room with my sister, we both used to see a 'purple baby' floating around the room - I am not sure how else to describe it, it wasn't like a human, just an outline foggy purple shadow? Ugh even today I can't decribe it. My sister is a witness. In that same house, I used to hear foot steps, like someone was walking around the house in high heels. Pots banging. Even lion roaring. Weird stuff. A judge died in that house. Years later, as adults, talking to my dad about it, he admitted he used to see and hear strange stuff at that house too, and in several occasions he saw the 'purple baby' too.

My grandfather was a grave yard security guard, which meant they actually lived in a house inside the cemetery grounds. My dad has some really scary stories, but the one I remember the most is that one day they had no electricity and started hearing strange sounds. All of a sudden my dad felt a presence and it started shaking a matchbox by his ears. I think if it was me, I would have died of a heart attack!

one evening i was just floating around in a lake with my wife when....

This made my day! Three arms?