Ghost Stories!

When I was a teenager a bunch of us friends went camping. We were taking a walk in the woods real late. It was one of those nights you didn't need a light because the moon was so bright. A couple people started talking about how it felt creepy. This one guy started talking about how he didn't believe in ghosts/spirits. That's its just weak-minded people who believe in that. He was walking along and he stops and looks around. He said someone was tugging on his jacket....real funny. Starts walking again, and he literally flies about 10 feet off the trail into the bushes. He was scared hysterical with fear, so were the rest of us. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it.

She lived deep in the forest in a tiny cottage and sold herbal remedies for a living. Folks living in the town nearby called her Bloody Mary, and said she was a witch. None dared cross the old crone for fear that their cows would go dry, their food-stores rot away before winter, their children take sick of fever, or any number of terrible things that an angry witch could do to her neighbors.

Then the little girls in the village began to disappear, one by one. No one could find out where they had gone. Grief-stricken families searched the woods, the local buildings, and all the houses and barns, but there was no sign of the missing girls. A few brave souls even went to Bloody Mary's home in the woods to see if the witch had taken the girls, but she denied any knowledge of the disappearances. Still, it was noted that her haggard appearance had changed. She looked younger, more attractive. The neighbors were suspicious, but they could find no proof that the witch had taken their young ones.

Then came the night when the daughter of the miller rose from her bed and walked outside, following an enchanted sound no one else could hear. The miller's wife had a toothache and was sitting up in the kitchen treating the tooth with an herbal remedy when her daughter left the house. She screamed for her husband and followed the girl out of the door. The miller came running in his nightshirt. Together, they tried to restrain the girl, but she kept breaking away from them and heading out of town.

The desperate cries of the miller and his wife woke the neighbors. They came to assist the frantic couple. Suddenly, a sharp-eyed farmer gave a shout and pointed towards a strange light at the edge of the woods. A few townsmen followed him out into the field and saw Bloody Mary standing beside a large oak tree, holding a magic wand that was pointed towards the miller's house. She was glowing with an unearthly light as she set her evil spell upon the miller's daughter.

The townsmen grabbed their guns and their pitchforks and ran toward the witch. When she heard the commotion, Bloody Mary broke off her spell and fled back into the woods. The far-sighted farmer had loaded his gun with silver bullets in case the witch ever came after his daughter. Now he took aim and shot at her. The bullet hit Bloody Mary in the hip and she fell to the ground. The angry townsmen leapt upon her and carried her back into the field, where they built a huge bonfire and burned her at the stake.

As she burned, Bloody Mary screamed a curse at the villagers. If anyone mentioned her name aloud before a mirror, she would send her spirit to revenge herself upon them for her terrible death. When she was dead, the villagers went to the house in the wood and found the unmarked graves of the little girls the evil witch had murdered. She had used their blood to make her young again.

From that day to this, anyone foolish enough to chant Bloody Mary's name three times before a darkened mirror will summon the vengeful spirit of the witch. It is said that she will tear their bodies to pieces and rip their souls from their mutilated bodies. The souls of these unfortunate ones will burn in torment as Bloody Mary once was burned, and they will be trapped forever in the mirror.

I grew up in Colorado and the library in town, while it was fairly large, only used about half the area of the building, the other half was roped off and used mostly for storage and the special edition stuff you had to get the librarians to get for you.

One Sunday I was there, just the middle of the day, nothing spooky, but I decided to go past the ropes into the old area of the library, just to see what all was back there. I was poking around the dusty aisles and happened to look into a glass case with books inside and saw the reflection of a man behind me giving me the stink eye. I figured I was busted and turned around to apologize to the librarian but there was no one there. I snapped around to look in the glass again and the man was still there right behind me staring, and not happy.

I spun around and raced out as fast as I could, needless to say I just started saving up and buying books at Walden after that.

Another time, I was visiting family. They lived on an old farm. While sleeping in the guest room, I woke up to an amazing chill. The window was closed, and the fan on. As I opened my eyes, the fan came to a sudden stop. wondering what was going on, I sat up. As I did, the formation of a hand came from the window, with the curtains drawn....I got up, and slept onthe couch.

around 4 am, my cousin came into the kitchen saw me and asked what was going on. I said..."cut the ****, what the **** is going on around here." After explaining what happened, she told me that the house had a "history". Apparently, the original owner of the land commited a mass murder/suicide of his entire famil. 9 people died. Toys go off in the kids room all the time.

Copied this from forum I posted it before, who would really want to retype all of these.

1) About a year or two after my dad died, I came home from school one day. I was home alone and sat down on the couch to take my shoes off. I look over to the cushion beside me and it sinks really low like someone was sitting in it. Lets say I hauled *kitten* to my room.

2) Late one night I was up pretty late, about 1 or 2 am and I heard this noise in the house. I brushed it off as one of the cats. Then all of a sudden I hear boats walking from the dining room to in front of my bedroom door and stop. Nearly had a heart attack. AlI could is hide under my covers and hope whatever it was didn't get me.

3) For the longest time, I had this large, tall, black figure stand in my corner at night. It wasn't a shadow and there was nothing on the wall. Sometimes it'd move closer to me and sometimes it'd move around my room. Either way it'd scare the hell outta me and I couldn't leave my room since it was always near my door.

4) Where my computer table is at, I every so often will see a tall grayish figure peep at me from around the top of the door frame. That one doesn't bother me so much, but it still startles me if I'm not really expecting it.

5) My sisters door is right across from mine. One night I walked out my room and saw a little girl in a yellow plaid dress standing in her room. I thought I was just seeing things, until I walked backwards to double take. She was still there and the vanished. She doesn't bother me, but I like to creep my sister out with her.

6) 2 years ago my 13yr old dog died. Last year I was sitting in my room around 6pm and I could hear his feet and claws tapping on the floor in the hallway. No one was home so it was impossible to be someone or something else. It's pretty comforting to know he's still around though.

7) About 3 years ago I was at a friends house and she was upstairs taking a shower and my sister was in the shower down stairs. I was sitting in the kitchen and I heard a young girl call my name from upstairs. I answered thinking it was my friend. It called my name again and I once again answered. 10 minutes later my friend came down stairs and I asked her what she said she didn't know what I was talking about. She knows her house is haunted so I didn't feel so creeped out that something happened to me.

8) I was at a different friends house. I was sitting on her bed and I heard someone whistle from the hall way. I look up and the creepy thing was looking at me from around the corner and then disappeared. The same night I then heard a cat in the room crying, but there wasn't any in the house. Apparently she's seen and heard them both before. Still doesn't change it from being strange.


9) I was at the beach 2 summers ago with my sister and a friend. We decided to go walking on the beach late one night. They ran ahead of me on the way back to house, all of a sudden I see someone run into water and disappear. I called out to them and they came back. Neither one of them came walking towards the water and there was no one else on that part of the beach.

10) This happened the same night as number 9. He were laying on the beach looking at the stars. We were talking about ghosts and ship wrecks and how we think they're life on other planets. All of a sudden you hear these thuds behind our heads. We automatically sit up to look for who it was but no one was there. It was impossible to be anyone. It was only maybe 2 inches from our heads. No one could've gotten that close without sand flying up or someone hitting us.

11) Last night I had a spare chair sitting beside me while I was sitting at the computer desk. My cat was laying in it, because he's practically my shadow. Anyway, I was just sitting up her reading and I saw a long arm reach from around the corner and starting towards that cat. Like it was gonna pet it. I turn to say something to my sister thinking it was her, but nope it wasn't. It wasn't anyone. Just air.....and a little ghost friend. >.<

These fools be tricking me all the time.
Ain't no sense in it.

I too love to be skeert but not live a nightmare. About ten years ago I was living in a haunted house in the country in Nebraska. Wierd things always happened there.

I would go to work, night shift, and come home to the house torn apart, plants upended and soil spread everywhere with footprints in it. Nothing missing, doors still locked and my cat would be hiding in an upstairs bedroom I never used.

I would wake up to the sound of footsteps either coming up my stairs to my bedroom or pacing out on my front porch even occasionally knocking on the door... But no one was there.

After living there a few months I was in the front room and playing with a black light only to look up and see glowing writing on the ceiling. After closer inspection I realized it was just seemingly random around but It was like it was labeled. Bed was written directly beneath where I had placed my bed, Dresser was glowing exactly where my dresser set, and mirror was written exactly where my antique free standing mirror was.

Then I started hearing children laughing, playing and sometimes crying. Not just at night but almost constantly. It was as if I had a family, which I don't.

The last straw led me to move out without notice even though it was the cheapest place imaginable at $240 rent a month for a four bedroom beautiful house with lead glass windows and a wrap around screened in porch. I still miss that house! One day I was reading in the living room, a ghost story book about a family living in a haunted house. This family moved out because their ghost would shake their beds violently while they were sleeping. I laughed out loud and said to my ghosts ( which I talked to frequently) Thank you for never doing that! I then heard a clanging sound from the basement and my cat was yawling at the top of her lungs. The clanging got louder and louder and I realized there was an earthquake shaking my entire house!

Sure enough no one believed me because earthquakes don't happen in Nebraska BUT it was in the newspaper the next day and the epicenter was directly my F***ing house! No fault liines nothing!

I believe my ghosts were telling me they could do whatever they wanted. I listened and was spooked to the point of moving in with a friend 20 miles away that day. My stuff came later, as did the stories of a single woman who once owned that house and lost her mind when she was unable to care for her children who had some sort of disabilities. The house was a cheap rental ever since. Could just be stories but I hope to never live in a house with that much activity in it again.

Happy Halloween everyone!

When I was in the third grade I had this really great teacher. But, after a couple of months she went out sick and a series of substitutes showed up. I kept figuring she'd be back eventually. One night I wake up in the middle of the night, go to the bathroom and go back to my room. As I'm getting in bed I see a shadow in the back yard through my window. I look closer and there's my teacher walking in the yard talking to herself. I went to my parent's room and woke my mom. I told her my teacher was walking around in the yard. At first she looked surprised, then sad, then kind of creeped out. She took me in bed between her and my dad and told me my teacher had been battling cancer and had died a couple weeks before.

Gaaahhh!!!!

When I was first married we lived in a new apartment that was next to a hospital. One night my husband woke me up and said he just saw a man standing next to the bed, wearing a plaid shirt and short military cut hair. He sat up thinking it was a burglar, only to watch the figure float out the bedroom door. Then a pair of red eyes, about 2 feet off the floor came in, circled the room and followed the ghost out. My husband was never interested in the paranormal, but that made a believer out of him. I was so mad he didn't wake me up!