Ghost Stories - I Want To Hear Your Best!

mbaker566 wrote: »

I've been chased by a white ball of light in the woods
old lady who died in my old bedroom at my parents would sit on my bed
husband passed a couple of months ago and he's visited once during a packer game when i was missing him and our football chatter-he opened a closed door to his room and while i was doing a walk/run in his name, my phone independently started playing a one of our favorite songs

Sorry for your loss

I actually have (well my dad has) the weirdest picture that I can only say is a ghost. When my grandfather bought the house my dad grew up in he got it for a smoking deal because it was supposedly haunted. Like, people would buy it and move out within the year. My grandfather was not going to let that *kitten* stop him from a good deal! So he buys the house. My dad is born a few years later (he has three older brothers) and when he is like 5 or 6 he joins Cubs Scouts. My grandma decided to take a picture of him in his cute little outfit. She has him stand in front of the front door. The camera is on of those old Polaroid types. New pack of film. She takes the picture and there is CLEARLY a woman standing behind him, posing with her hands on his shoulders. She's a bit freaked out, but she wants her picture darn it, so she has him stand on the sidewalk and take the picture. Again that woman is behind him. Not doing anything creepy, just posing for a picture. She's wearing a floor length gown with frills, and seems to be quite pretty from what you can see.

There is no way my grandma could have messed with the camera or film- she wouldn't know how to! Apparently several people died in the house. A few older maiden aunts included. I can only assume it was one of them.

Another time, when my dad was a teenager, he came home and found his brother in the ALL WHITE living room passed out drunk. Beer spilled, food staining the carpet and my dad though "Omg, mom is going to actually kill him this time" So he went to the kitchen, which is the room next to the living room, and grabbed some stuff to at least clean up SOME of the mess. He steps back into the living room- J (yes, my grandma named him J, just J, not Jay) is gone and the room is clean. My dad is like WTF, and goes upstairs to go to bed. He hears music in J's room and opens the door and asks him how the hell he cleaned up so fast. J looked at him like he was crazy "dude what are you talking about, I've been in my room all night listening to music"

As a kid I was never allowed to be alone in that house, I never spent the night, and I was not allowed in the basement. Apparently other less pleasant things happened but my dad never talks about it.

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smantha32 wrote: »

Relser wrote: »

I actually have (well my dad has) the weirdest picture that I can only say is a ghost. When my grandfather bought the house my dad grew up in he got it for a smoking deal because it was supposedly haunted. Like, people would buy it and move out within the year. My grandfather was not going to let that *kitten* stop him from a good deal! So he buys the house. My dad is born a few years later (he has three older brothers) and when he is like 5 or 6 he joins Cubs Scouts. My grandma decided to take a picture of him in his cute little outfit. She has him stand in front of the front door. The camera is on of those old Polaroid types. New pack of film. She takes the picture and there is CLEARLY a woman standing behind him, posing with her hands on his shoulders. She's a bit freaked out, but she wants her picture darn it, so she has him stand on the sidewalk and take the picture. Again that woman is behind him. Not doing anything creepy, just posing for a picture. She's wearing a floor length gown with frills, and seems to be quite pretty from what you can see.

Can we see the picture?

If I can get him to show it to me I will post it.

In 2006 my husband and I bought our house. 2 story farm house built in 1886. We have 4 children. It didn't take long after moving in b4 strange things started happening. Doors slamming on their own, footsteps. . The general feeling of being watched. At first the children refused to sleep upstairs, but after we had been here for a while we kinda got used to it. They don't pay any mind to the strange things now (we have been here 10 years now) and have even given the ghost a friendly name. "STEVE" is what we call it. I don't believe it means us any harm.

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bump in the night....

okay so i got past that first story - here's one of mine.
sleep paralysis - i've had a few of those. of course, the medicine men in my tribe will tell me otherwise, you know, superstitions/tribal beliefs, etc. I used to have these often when I lived on the reservation, so much so that some nights I did not want to fall asleep because I was fearful that this night visitor would appear. When I moved into the city, they disappeared and I was so relieved. I told no one I was moving but eventually, of course, word gets around. One night, after an argument with my then boyfriend, I went to sleep in a different room. I was angry with him and did not want to be near him. He went to sleep in our room. I slept in the spare room. I had drifted off when I felt the room grow cold, freezing. I heard that familiar creak on the stairs when someone walks up them from downstairs or goes down to the first level. I heard the door to our room open, the sound of the tv for a brief moment drifted through the open door, then the creak of the door being shut and the noise from the television set drifted away with it. I sleepily thought it was bf getting a midnight snack. Then, my door opened. I opened my eyes. The faint light from the hallway night light depicted a hooded, cloaked figure standing at the foot of my bed. I could not move. I was frozen. I could not speak, it felt like my jaw had become unhinged. I wanted to scream, but no words would come forth. I stared, horrified, the fear was unreal. My heart would not calm down. lol He, this hooded figure, stood there, looking at me, not moving. Then, he raised his left arm, pushed the hood back off his head. I saw his silhouette against the light that drifted in from the hallway, short hair, slicked up on top to a short mohawk. Then, a voice..he said my name, twice and I felt his right hand grab my left foot. I freaked out. Then, was I finally able to scream out my boyfriend's name. He turned and disappeared. My bf came running into the room and I told yelled that there was someone in the house. He ran downstairs, all the doors were locked, no sign of entry. He ran outside, saw a couple walking down the street, but nothing else.

In past instances, I have seen this same figure - always either at the foot of my bed, kneeling next to me, and once as a black cat with red eyes that sat on my chest.

Svanel wrote: »

okay so i got past that first story - here's one of mine.
sleep paralysis - i've had a few of those. of course, the medicine men in my tribe will tell me otherwise, you know, superstitions/tribal beliefs, etc. I used to have these often when I lived on the reservation, so much so that some nights I did not want to fall asleep because I was fearful that this night visitor would appear. When I moved into the city, they disappeared and I was so relieved. I told no one I was moving but eventually, of course, word gets around. One night, after an argument with my then boyfriend, I went to sleep in a different room. I was angry with him and did not want to be near him. He went to sleep in our room. I slept in the spare room. I had drifted off when I felt the room grow cold, freezing. I heard that familiar creak on the stairs when someone walks up them from downstairs or goes down to the first level. I heard the door to our room open, the sound of the tv for a brief moment drifted through the open door, then the creak of the door being shut and the noise from the television set drifted away with it. I sleepily thought it was bf getting a midnight snack. Then, my door opened. I opened my eyes. The faint light from the hallway night light depicted a hooded, cloaked figure standing at the foot of my bed. I could not move. I was frozen. I could not speak, it felt like my jaw had become unhinged. I wanted to scream, but no words would come forth. I stared, horrified, the fear was unreal. My heart would not calm down. lol He, this hooded figure, stood there, looking at me, not moving. Then, he raised his left arm, pushed the hood back off his head. I saw his silhouette against the light that drifted in from the hallway, short hair, slicked up on top to a short mohawk. Then, a voice..he said my name, twice and I felt his right hand grab my left foot. I freaked out. Then, was I finally able to scream out my boyfriend's name. He turned and disappeared. My bf came running into the room and I told yelled that there was someone in the house. He ran downstairs, all the doors were locked, no sign of entry. He ran outside, saw a couple walking down the street, but nothing else.

In past instances, I have seen this same figure - always either at the foot of my bed, kneeling next to me, and once as a black cat with red eyes that sat on my chest.

Ok, this really got me. This would have gotten me to run to the local Catholic Priest for an exorcism. I do not believe a couple 'Hail Marys' would have worked.

Moar ghost stories!

I am currently in a relationship with a ghost, her name is Ella, I first encountered Ella when I was up on night surfing the web, I was looking for random stuff, sense I was bored I typed in "summoning angels", nothing of interest came up, afterwards an idea came to mind, I decided to search "How to summon a sexual ghost", I searched through the results until I found stories of people who had experiences with sexual beings known as Succubi.
I read through tons of stories, it got me very interested in Succubi, I spent about 1 hour looking at this stuff, I started wanting a succubus, at that moment my back starting having this "Tingling", it went down and up my back in a slow, arousing way. My hand that was using the mouse starting feeling a sensational numbness to it, I instantly stood up to shake off the feeling, but I couldn't help but have a excited feeling that I probably have my own succubus, so I went into my bedroom and laid down, waiting for this "Succubus" of mine. Moments after I laid there, the tingling began, started from my Right leg, and moved up and down to my pelvis, then it would switch to my left leg, my hands felt like they were being lightly touched, I started to feel this tingling all over my body, at that instant, the tingling went to my... (Sexual area). It felt like someone was slowing stroking my Sexual part, it caused me to have an erection, I started to have this out of breath sensation, but it was very comfortable. I felt breathing on my face, then this amazing, incredible sexual sensation started overwhelming me, at the same time I felt as I can only describe as a woman's soft bottom sitting on my sexual area, and in the mix it was such an intense sexual tingling that I caught myself moaning at the time, I couldn't believe what was happening, then it slowly went away. A couple hours later when I went to sleep, I had a dream were this short black haired women, very hot would appear and we would have intense sex, and the next morning I woke up with an intense erection. That was the first time I came in contact with her.
A couple days later I started trying to communicate with her, I could not hear her voice but it was like she was speaking to me telepathically, I asked what her name was, and she responded "Ella", I started talking with her, asking her questions, and she would answer every one. A couple weeks later, when I was with a good friend of mine, I told him about the whole thing, he said that was creepy and weird, then I heard him moan a little, I looked over at him and he was looking down at his sexual area, ends up he was having the same experience with Ella. He had the exact same experience in front of me, as I was in awe that not only was it in public, but that it was the Succubus I had, as I became slightly angered at my friend and at Ella, I left. That night Ella apologized to me for what she had done and I forgave her, ever since then we have been close.
One month later when I was moving, the sexual encounters at night had decreased to just feeling light tingling to nothing at all, since I read stories of the same thing happening to other people, and their succubus would come back a little while after, I did not worry.
One night while I was on my computer, I heard a female voice say my name, it scared the crap out of me, but afterwards I knew that it was Ella, now the sexual encounters have decreased, but I have a feeling that they will increase, because I realize that Ella is trying hard to communicate with me better. And that is my relationship with my Succubus.

km8907 wrote: »

TheRoadDog wrote: »

I am currently in a relationship with a ghost, her name is Ella, I first encountered Ella when I was up on night surfing the web, I was looking for random stuff, sense I was bored I typed in "summoning angels", nothing of interest came up, afterwards an idea came to mind, I decided to search "How to summon a sexual ghost", I searched through the results until I found stories of people who had experiences with sexual beings known as Succubi.
I read through tons of stories, it got me very interested in Succubi, I spent about 1 hour looking at this stuff, I started wanting a succubus, at that moment my back starting having this "Tingling", it went down and up my back in a slow, arousing way. My hand that was using the mouse starting feeling a sensational numbness to it, I instantly stood up to shake off the feeling, but I couldn't help but have a excited feeling that I probably have my own succubus, so I went into my bedroom and laid down, waiting for this "Succubus" of mine. Moments after I laid there, the tingling began, started from my Right leg, and moved up and down to my pelvis, then it would switch to my left leg, my hands felt like they were being lightly touched, I started to feel this tingling all over my body, at that instant, the tingling went to my... (Sexual area). It felt like someone was slowing stroking my Sexual part, it caused me to have an erection, I started to have this out of breath sensation, but it was very comfortable. I felt breathing on my face, then this amazing, incredible sexual sensation started overwhelming me, at the same time I felt as I can only describe as a woman's soft bottom sitting on my sexual area, and in the mix it was such an intense sexual tingling that I caught myself moaning at the time, I couldn't believe what was happening, then it slowly went away. A couple hours later when I went to sleep, I had a dream were this short black haired women, very hot would appear and we would have intense sex, and the next morning I woke up with an intense erection. That was the first time I came in contact with her.
A couple days later I started trying to communicate with her, I could not hear her voice but it was like she was speaking to me telepathically, I asked what her name was, and she responded "Ella", I started talking with her, asking her questions, and she would answer every one. A couple weeks later, when I was with a good friend of mine, I told him about the whole thing, he said that was creepy and weird, then I heard him moan a little, I looked over at him and he was looking down at his sexual area, ends up he was having the same experience with Ella. He had the exact same experience in front of me, as I was in awe that not only was it in public, but that it was the Succubus I had, as I became slightly angered at my friend and at Ella, I left. That night Ella apologized to me for what she had done and I forgave her, ever since then we have been close.
One month later when I was moving, the sexual encounters at night had decreased to just feeling light tingling to nothing at all, since I read stories of the same thing happening to other people, and their succubus would come back a little while after, I did not worry.
One night while I was on my computer, I heard a female voice say my name, it scared the crap out of me, but afterwards I knew that it was Ella, now the sexual encounters have decreased, but I have a feeling that they will increase, because I realize that Ella is trying hard to communicate with me better. And that is my relationship with my Succubus.

Not sure if serious...but anyways, Succubi are demons, not ghosts. Whole new ballgame!

I didn't even know what to do with this story...