Ghost stories
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Once there was a turd floating in the toilet. It wasn't mine and I was alone. The end.0
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well i have seen a lot of ghosts especially when i was a child ...
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I've seen some stuff at my place. I try to ignore it. I don't want to put to much thought into it.0
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Patiently awaiting some good stories!!!!0
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I do believe in supernatural phenomena. When I was 18 my grandmothers Alzheimers had progressed to the point where she didn't recognize me. She thought I was her son. She would talk to people that weren't there. One day I asked her who she was talking to. She always, on many occasions saw and had conversations with a little girl and her mother. A year later we had to put her in a nursing home as we just couldn't provide the constant care that she needed and we could no longer afford the live in nurse. My parents had asked my brother and myself if we wanted to move into her house while it was up for sale. My brother declined and I accepted, so a buddy and myself moved in. We were 19 years old living like rock stars!! Had parties constantly! Haha. Anyways, one day we bought a ouija board just as a gag board game to have some fun. We broke it out one night at a party and started playing. Nobody in that house but me knew about the conversations I had had with my grandmother. While playing I assumed it was just someone pushing the pointy thing around to spell stuff. It was funny. Then someone asked who they were talking to and who else was in the room. The board said a little girl and her mother and that they were scared of a man. It kind of freaked me out a little bit, but blew it off as coincidence. Over the course of the 8 months or so I lived there I had 5 or 6 people tell me they saw a man standing in the kitchen in the middle of the night. These people didn't know each other and they all described the exact same man in extreme detail. I also watched a glass slowly slide across a table, doors unlatch and open themselves and my dog would growl at things that weren't there. I seriously believe there were things in that house.0
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The_Invisible_Boy wrote: »I do believe in supernatural phenomena. When I was 18 my grandmothers Alzheimers had progressed to the point where she didn't recognize me. She thought I was her son. She would talk to people that weren't there. One day I asked her who she was talking to. She always, on many occasions saw and had conversations with a little girl and her mother. A year later we had to put her in a nursing home as we just couldn't provide the constant care that she needed and we could no longer afford the live in nurse. My parents had asked my brother and myself if we wanted to move into her house while it was up for sale. My brother declined and I accepted, so a buddy and myself moved in. We were 19 years old living like rock stars!! Had parties constantly! Haha. Anyways, one day we bought a ouija board just as a gag board game to have some fun. We broke it out one night at a party and started playing. Nobody in that house but me knew about the conversations I had had with my grandmother. While playing I assumed it was just someone pushing the pointy thing around to spell stuff. It was funny. Then someone asked who they were talking to and who else was in the room. The board said a little girl and her mother and that they were scared of a man. It kind of freaked me out a little bit, but blew it off as coincidence. Over the course of the 8 months or so I lived there I had 5 or 6 people tell me they saw a man standing in the kitchen in the middle of the night. These people didn't know each other and they all described the exact same man in extreme detail. I also watched a glass slowly slide across a table, doors unlatch and open themselves and my dog would growl at things that weren't there. I seriously believe there were things in that house.
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Maybe it has to do with the way their brain operates. Maybe they are more open, or use different parts. Why can some people pick up an instrument and within weeks play it like they have been playing for 10 years? Why can some people look at a super complicated math problem and figure it out in seconds in their head?1
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The house I moved into after my ex and I separated is haunted. It's a house my folks own and my daughter saw an old woman with long grey hair and a nightgown when she visited my parents years prior. They played it off and told her it was an "angel". So when I moved in temporarily, I would hear kitchen cabinets slam shut randomly when no one was in the kitchen. One day I came home and all the mini blinds on the windows were turned opposite directions (like when you run your hand down them). Another time I came home from work alone and Finding Nemo was playing on the tv. I had been watching news before I went to work and had turned the tv off. You have to change input method to set to dvd mode, and my kids haven't watched Finding Nemo in years. And there were toys spread out all over my bathroom counter, that obviously hadn't been there previously. I turned off the dvd player, and didn't think anything about it until the next day and opened it up and it was a completely different movie in there.
Then I "fell" down some stairs into my lower bedroom and almost broke my ankle. This happened twice, and it felt like I was pushed, in fact my 11 year old daughter saw it happen both times and said it looked like I was pushed.
The place never felt like home to me. I felt like I wasn't welcome there. We moved out after 5 months.0 -
^^gave me goosebumps^^. Burrrrrr.0
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Warning: potentially divisive.
I don't believe in mean/scary ghosts, but have experienced tons of Holy Ghost power. I'm aware of the fact that He has comforted me through many hard ordeals, and recently offered me His gift of ability to speak in tongues. I was in the middle of a typical worship service at my college Chapel (participating from afar via college radio station due to personal problem), when, suddenly, in the middle of a song, I noticed that I'd lost track of the lyrics and my whole being had relaxed completely. However, my mouth was still moving as though I was singing. Upon further investigation, I realized that I was uttering random syllables instead of actually singing. Embarrassed, I did some research and a Christian who I respect confirmed that I had indeed been touched by Abba.0 -
The house I moved into after my ex and I separated is haunted. It's a house my folks own and my daughter saw an old woman with long grey hair and a nightgown when she visited my parents years prior. They played it off and told her it was an "angel". So when I moved in temporarily, I would hear kitchen cabinets slam shut randomly when no one was in the kitchen. One day I came home and all the mini blinds on the windows were turned opposite directions (like when you run your hand down them). Another time I came home from work alone and Finding Nemo was playing on the tv. I had been watching news before I went to work and had turned the tv off. You have to change input method to set to dvd mode, and my kids haven't watched Finding Nemo in years. And there were toys spread out all over my bathroom counter, that obviously hadn't been there previously. I turned off the dvd player, and didn't think anything about it until the next day and opened it up and it was a completely different movie in there.
Then I "fell" down some stairs into my lower bedroom and almost broke my ankle. This happened twice, and it felt like I was pushed, in fact my 11 year old daughter saw it happen both times and said it looked like I was pushed.
The place never felt like home to me. I felt like I wasn't welcome there. We moved out after 5 months.
Hell that made seriously get up and turn my lights on.
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The_Invisible_Boy wrote: »^^gave me goosebumps^^. Burrrrrr.The house I moved into after my ex and I separated is haunted. It's a house my folks own and my daughter saw an old woman with long grey hair and a nightgown when she visited my parents years prior. They played it off and told her it was an "angel". So when I moved in temporarily, I would hear kitchen cabinets slam shut randomly when no one was in the kitchen. One day I came home and all the mini blinds on the windows were turned opposite directions (like when you run your hand down them). Another time I came home from work alone and Finding Nemo was playing on the tv. I had been watching news before I went to work and had turned the tv off. You have to change input method to set to dvd mode, and my kids haven't watched Finding Nemo in years. And there were toys spread out all over my bathroom counter, that obviously hadn't been there previously. I turned off the dvd player, and didn't think anything about it until the next day and opened it up and it was a completely different movie in there.
Then I "fell" down some stairs into my lower bedroom and almost broke my ankle. This happened twice, and it felt like I was pushed, in fact my 11 year old daughter saw it happen both times and said it looked like I was pushed.
The place never felt like home to me. I felt like I wasn't welcome there. We moved out after 5 months.
Hell that made seriously get up and turn my lights on.
And both my daughters refused to sleep in their room the entire time we lived there, since the first night. They would sleep on the couch or in my room. Said it felt like someone was watching them. Kids pick up on stuff adults try to ignore.0 -
In my grandfathers old house he seen his little brother at the end of the staircase some nights. who died when he was 4 . I also never liked staying in that house when i was younger. Lots of noises and ghostly feelings in the bedroom at night.0
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I love ghost stories... I'm such a scaredy cat but i love love em! Thanks for sharing!!0
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I had an interesting experience a few years ago: during a trip to the North of England to concentrate on Richard III and the Brontes, a fellow Bronte-ite met me and we spent the day chasing both Richard and Anne Bronte, our mutual favorite Bronte. Anne was a governess at Thorp Green for about five years; during that time, she wrote a lovely poem about the sea and how she wanted to be there. She wrote the poem in a sort of park called the Long Plantation.
My friend and I took a copy of this poem; it was a hot, muggy day with no movement in the air; but after a happy pilgrimage around and about Middleham (for Richard) and Thorp green, we found the Long Plantation. He read the first verse, I read the second, we chorused the third, and then we waved the paper and said "thank you, Anne!". And then, the air moved. It swept through the trees which imitated the sound that Anne wrote she could hear in the trees that day and which had moved her to think of the sea. It was almost as if she were saying "Thank you" back.
And. Just for fun - a nonsense song: "With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm":
https://youtube.com/watch?v=70GrwjitYhQ
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Why do I read this stuff before bed?? Real or not, this stuff freaks me out!
I'm not really sure this counts as ghost-like, but on two occasions I have had dreams about family members. When I was in high school, my grandmother's behaviors took a serious turn. I didn't know this at the time, but apparently my grandfather, my mom and uncle were in the process of taking grandma to a neurologist, hoping it was a tumor and not Alzheimer's. I had a very vivid dream that I was in church, it was very white around me, very peaceful. My grandma came and sat by me, telling me she was very sick, but please don't worry because she would be well and would watch over me. I woke up and told my mom about my dream which caused her to burst into tears. It was at that time she told me they had taken her to the neuro and were very upset to discover she didn't have a brain tumor, but all the signs of Alzheimer's.
My dad passed from cancer eight years ago this month. I was almost finished with my graduate degree when he passed away. When graduation came around, I was still deeply grieving, very sad he wasn't there to see me. Once again I had a dream; in my dream my dad was sitting in the rocking chair in my bedroom. He told me how proud he was of me, he'd be there at the ceremony and that he loved me. When I woke up I felt absolute peace.
It was probably just my heavy heart and emotions playing into my sleeping mind, but those dreams have never left my memory!0 -
When I was 12 I was in our garage,, it was across the road from our house and actually was a house. My Dad had bought the farm next door to enlarge our farm and it came with a small house and barn, he moved the house over next to ours and made it into a garage and workshop for the farm machinery. One night around 10 PM I was out in it fiddling with something that I had been working on all day.. donno what but I had to get a bolt out and it would not come loose, so I decided that I must use a hammer to get it out. I picked up a punch and placed it on the bolt then wacked it twice with the hammer.. from the now non-existent second floor, which still had a stairway up to it which was what the work bench was under I heard a loud bang bang.. MMMmm I thought.. strange but the mind plays tricks even at 12 I knew this.. so I decided that I must have made it up in my mind I picked up the hammer and hit the punch 3 times and sure enough 3 loud bangs were returned from the second floor (which of course was the roof) I began to shake and slowly back away to the house.. then I checked to be sure all of the people who were supposed to be there were. mmm imagined.. cant see how.. this is only one story.. I have many! Our house was in the country and had the graves of the people who had died around it.. two of the graves belonged to sisters one had drowned and the other died of scarlet fever. Before my Mom and Dad died Mom was so sure she could hear girls talking and asking her for things that she would take them food to the second floor and be angry when they wouldnt eat it. One time when I was sitting outside with her she looked me in the face and said "You mean to tell me that you cannot hear those girls yelling out the second floor window right now" a chill ran up my back and I could not even look at the house.
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Sparky_1113 wrote: »When I was 12 I was in our garage,, it was across the road from our house and actually was a house. My Dad had bought the farm next door to enlarge our farm and it came with a small house and barn, he moved the house over next to ours and made it into a garage and workshop for the farm machinery. One night around 10 PM I was out in it fiddling with something that I had been working on all day.. donno what but I had to get a bolt out and it would not come loose, so I decided that I must use a hammer to get it out. I picked up a punch and placed it on the bolt then wacked it twice with the hammer.. from the now non-existent second floor, which still had a stairway up to it which was what the work bench was under I heard a loud bang bang.. MMMmm I thought.. strange but the mind plays tricks even at 12 I knew this.. so I decided that I must have made it up in my mind I picked up the hammer and hit the punch 3 times and sure enough 3 loud bangs were returned from the second floor (which of course was the roof) I began to shake and slowly back away to the house.. then I checked to be sure all of the people who were supposed to be there were. mmm imagined.. cant see how.. this is only one story.. I have many! Our house was in the country and had the graves of the people who had died around it.. two of the graves belonged to sisters one had drowned and the other died of scarlet fever. Before my Mom and Dad died Mom was so sure she could hear girls talking and asking her for things that she would take them food to the second floor and be angry when they wouldnt eat it. One time when I was sitting outside with her she looked me in the face and said "You mean to tell me that you cannot hear those girls yelling out the second floor window right now" a chill ran up my back and I could not even look at the house.
Not real well these stories are, you judge!
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Well, dang. I'm officially awake until tomorrow.The house I moved into after my ex and I separated is haunted. It's a house my folks own and my daughter saw an old woman with long grey hair and a nightgown when she visited my parents years prior. They played it off and told her it was an "angel". So when I moved in temporarily, I would hear kitchen cabinets slam shut randomly when no one was in the kitchen. One day I came home and all the mini blinds on the windows were turned opposite directions (like when you run your hand down them). Another time I came home from work alone and Finding Nemo was playing on the tv. I had been watching news before I went to work and had turned the tv off. You have to change input method to set to dvd mode, and my kids haven't watched Finding Nemo in years. And there were toys spread out all over my bathroom counter, that obviously hadn't been there previously. I turned off the dvd player, and didn't think anything about it until the next day and opened it up and it was a completely different movie in there.
Then I "fell" down some stairs into my lower bedroom and almost broke my ankle. This happened twice, and it felt like I was pushed, in fact my 11 year old daughter saw it happen both times and said it looked like I was pushed.
The place never felt like home to me. I felt like I wasn't welcome there. We moved out after 5 months.
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Bump. Come on! More stories!!!0
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My Dad had an office on the second floor of our house, he was the accountant for the local township and so often people would come to our house to pay their taxes and such. One day My Mom and I were in the kitchen and we heard the front door open and someone go upstairs. Milking chores were nearly complete so we assumed it was Dad, but kinda strange cause Dad always came in the back door to wash up first. But still. Anyways about 20 mins later Dad came in the back door,, Mom said "Oh somebody must be upstairs in the office waiting for you" He went up there but there was nobody to be found.0
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Not exactly a ghost story, but still gives me chills....
My oldest daughter was 3 when I was prego with my youngest. She would randomly stop whatever she was doing (playing or whatever) and stare at a certain corner of the ceiling in our living room. Happened almost daily. I asked her what she was looking at? "Oh, big sister is watching me." And I said, "No honey, LITTLE sister is in mommy's tummy." And she would insist no, it was BIG sister. Never thought much about it until a couple years later, she was in pre-K and got off the school bus after school one day. Ran up to the house, stopped and waved at NOTHING in the front yard. I asked her who she was waving at? "Big sister watches me get off the bus every day.". I said, your LITTLE sister is inside napping. She just laughed at me.
She never knew it, but I had a miscarriage a year before I got pregnant with her. Coincidence? Who knows.....0 -
Not exactly a ghost story, but still gives me chills....
My oldest daughter was 3 when I was prego with my youngest. She would randomly stop whatever she was doing (playing or whatever) and stare at a certain corner of the ceiling in our living room. Happened almost daily. I asked her what she was looking at? "Oh, big sister is watching me." And I said, "No honey, LITTLE sister is in mommy's tummy." And she would insist no, it was BIG sister. Never thought much about it until a couple years later, she was in pre-K and got off the school bus after school one day. Ran up to the house, stopped and waved at NOTHING in the front yard. I asked her who she was waving at? "Big sister watches me get off the bus every day.". I said, your LITTLE sister is inside napping. She just laughed at me.
She never knew it, but I had a miscarriage a year before I got pregnant with her. Coincidence? Who knows.....
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I laid down to go to sleep next to my (now ex partner) .. He was asleep already . facing away from me.. . (I sleep in the pitch black) but I notices a weird thing in the top corner of my bedroom I can only describe it like a ball of cigarette smoke.. About the size of a basket ball.. It changed shape... But stayed there for 1 maybe 2 minutes.. The room went icy cold.. I could see my own breath! Then My ex literally took a loud gasp and screamed! When I eventually calmed him down.. He said he could feel a warm breath breathing on his face.. But he also felt ice cold.. He opened his eyes and there was an old woman staring at him right in the face, and she screamed "get out!" at him.. Then 1 minute after he told me, the fire alarm I had took off the ceiling and had removed the batteries a few days before.... Started going mental! I took a hammer to it... Ended up putting it in a bin outside and it still continued for 5 minutes even with all the wires ripped etc.. ... Then the days that followed.. Lights blew in every room.. Doors closed.. Knocking on the doors.. Door handles rattling... Electricals broke or malfunctioned... Items moving from places... Creepy Whispering. It didn't bother me tbh. My ex was terrified though.. Yet he was an absolute sceptic before getting with me... He wouldn't sleep with the light off after that. Lol0
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