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Half the fun of Halloween is ghost stories -- especially true ones. Personally, I believe in ghosts, and I honestly think I've seen one before. Call me crazy, but here's my story. But before you read, know that I expect you to leave your ghost stories and eerie encounters in the comments below. Fair's fair. Click through to read mine.When I was 21, I was on vacation with a then-boyfriend and his family. We were staying in a rented house and he and I had the basement. I woke up in the middle of the night and saw a small child wearing blue pants, a red shirt and a baseball cap -- I couldn't see his face. It wasn't that his face wasn't there, it was more like it was in complete shadow. There was some exercise equipment in the basement, including a rowing machine and an exercise ball. The child started walking around the rowing machine toward the exercise ball resting near the back of the machine.
Thinking it was my boyfriend's little cousin, I woke up him up to bring the kid back to his parents' room. But he didn't see anything and told me to go back to sleep. When I looked back toward where I saw the figure, he was back where we originally started. The child -- with the same, shadowy face -- again started walking around the rowing machine in the exact same pattern he did the first time.
Now I was flipping out. My first instinct was to turn on the TV to get some light in there -- we were on an air mattress, so no table lamp or wall switch was nearby. I'd fallen asleep to a VHS movie, so when I turned on the TV, it was all static. "Poltergeist"-style. Of course, that scared me even more. But when I looked back, the kid was gone.
To this day, I have no idea what it was I saw. Was I in some gray space between waking and dreaming? Maybe. Was I totally imagining things? Possibly. But I like to think it was a ghost.
OK, that's my story. Now spill yours. Please include tales of ghost-hunting in your neighborhood graveyards, exploring weird "Satanic" worship sites in high school and other activities that involve scaring the crap out of yourselves.
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Thursday 29 October
By Ginger
I was vacationing with my family in the Smokey Mountains in Tennessee when I was about 15. My parents had rented a beautiful cabin for a few nights. My sister (who was 14) and I got the bedroom in the basement which had an adjoining bathroom while my brother slept on a couch upstairs and my parents had the bedroom upstairs.
The first night my sister and I were awakened by the sound of someone walking downstairs and turning on the TV in the room next to our bedroom and going back upstairs. Not a big deal we thought, our brother had probably wandered down, stayed for a bit and gone back upstairs to sleep.
The second night, we were once again awakened by the sound of someone walking downstairs. This time, however, they opened our bedroom door (although we didn't see anyone) and walked back upstairs - way creepier than the first night, but still not a BIG deal.
The third night however, we lost it. The footsteps came downstairs again. Then nothing. Then footsteps in OUR BATHROOM. Then the sound of someone swishing around in the bathtub full of water as if enjoying a lovely soak. At this point we are holding our breaths hoping the sounds weren't real. The final straw was the sound of whoever - or whatever - standing up out of their bath and the wet foot hitting the tile floor.
We couldn't get up the stairs fast enough. We spend the rest of the night/day trying to investigate the source of the sounds with no luch. I have NEVER been so terrified in my life. That was 8 years ago and I still get chills just telling the story. I wish my sister could argue with me and tell me I had been making this up. NOPE.
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Thursday 29 October
By Erin Scottberg
Ginger -- that's so spooky! Did you ever ask any locals if other people had experienced similar things in the house? Or maybe try to look it up in the local library?
Saturday 14 November
By joe momma
wow ur brave check mine out im joe momma
i can talk 2 em its cooooooool
im gifted so r u x
Thursday 29 October
By Nicole
Perhaps this isn't as scary as some ghost stories, but it happened for sure.
We were visiting family in Boston and a cousin drove us to this supposedly haunted spot. According to local lore, three children had been murdered and left hanging on a series of three gates along a stretch of dirt road back in the '50s. It's said that if you go to the road today, you can hear children playing and smell baby powder, and sometimes baby powder fingerprints will appear on your car.
So we pulled alongside the first gate on this poorly lit area and the cousin rolls down all our windows and starts yelling for the ghosts to make contact with us. I was thoroughly freaked out and begged that he drive on. He eventually did.
As we got to the end of the strip, though, the car filled with the smell of baby powder. We laughed this off as coincidence. Maybe it was someone's deodorant kicking into high-gear.
We drove back to our hotel and parked outside of a nearby bar to go in for a few drinks. When we came out an hour or so later, we found a pacifier lying beside the front wheel of the car. Creepy, yes, but ghosts? Probably not. The cousin drove home and we went back to our hotel across the street from the bar.
The next morning we left our hotel and passed the bar again, but on the opposite side of the street. Laying on a storefront windowsill was another pacifier. Hmm. That's strange.
Fast forward two weeks. Cousin drives to a Halloween party, parks his car and goes inside for a few hours. When he leaves to go home, he finds a pacifier sitting on the dashboard inside the car.
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Thursday 29 October
By kelly (kallith ) Flanagan
My turn! hehe-Mwhauhahaha-*cough*cough* haahaha.
When I was young, i was sent to my father's for the weekends. this went on for about a year. The family farmhouse my father and his brothers lived in has been in our family for almost 200 years. We only found that it was made of beautiful, massive logs when they decided to redo the siding. Of course the logs are chinked(meaning there is filler between them) so there have never been complaints of chills or drafts in the house.
One weekend, just as we arived at th farmhouse. I abruptly began to feel both nauseated and scared. I can still almost 20 years later feel the fear as if it was happening all over. I began to throw a tantrum, not understanding at that age what it was about, and insisted my mother be called and that I must be returned home. My father is not one for giving in to demands. no matter who they are made by, but my abrupt change in attitudeas well as the tears streaming down my face, and the apparent look of fear I still had plastered to it when I was placed in my mothers warm and loving arms seemed to sway him enough. in fact my mother complained that her first date in months was that night but quickly agreed for me to come home once i was put on the phone.
About 6 months later. the first instance forgotton by my sponging brain, I was again spending the weekend, as I was falling asleep I heard my father's footsteps coming up the staircase.
I jumped out of bed and ran to the top of the stairs to ask about sleeping in his room- it was a huge kingsize bed with way more blankets and pillows.
I stood motionless at the top of the stairs. I could hear my father and his twin brother Bobby laughing in the den downstairs- and yet... there infront of me were the sounds of footsteps gently creaking the old wooden sstairs towards me although nothing was visable approaching me.
I ran back to my room, dove under the sheets and cannot remember falling asleep- in fact I'm pretty sure I actually passed out from holding my breath.
Years later talking about the incident with my mother, she mentioned a few facts she was previously loathe to mention
1. that a few years before, my greatgrandmothers rocking chair had to be removed from the attic because it would be heard rocking almost every night.
now said chair happened to be the one my mother would rock me in as a child and then gave to me to do the same with my daughter.
The attic- along with the rest of the house, was draft free(due to the log and chink walls) therefore the chair wasn't able to move due to air currents........
2> Many of our family members are'bothered' at night in the house and have strange feelings similar to what happened to me in the first incident, although as adults they tend to approach the situation a bit more maturely.
Happy Samhain (halloween)
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Thursday 29 October
By Jessica
Ok, here's mine!
When I was about 18, I was living with my ex-boyfriend at his parents house. We were staying in a bedroom located in the basement. In the very same basement that his Grandmother had passed away in about a year earlier.
So one night my ex had went out and I was alone in the bedroom. I had been reading a book about a dr who was kidnapping people to do strange medical test on them. I eventually turned off the lights and rolled over to go to sleep. After falling asleep, I started having a dream that I was in the medical room watching this dr experiment on a patient as was in the book I was reading...suddenly the patient jumps up and starts attacking the people in the room. As he approaches me I suddenly wake up and notice a shadowy figure standing at the foot of the bed. Crazy thing was that I became paralized, maybe with fear, I don't know. I tried to say something and couldn't talk, I tried to move to turn on a light and couldn't budge. I could barely breath. This lasted for a good couple minutes. Finally the shadow disappeared and I was able to move. Needless to say I left the light on till my ex got back home that night.
I wasn't the only one to experience things in that house either. Their dog used to just sit in the basement and start barking while looking up in the air a lot. Out of the blue too, he'd just be laying there sleeping or something and suddenly jump up and start barking at nothing. Then there was the tv that would turn on and off by itself and adjust it's volume at crazy times. Boy was I glad to move out of that house!
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Thursday 29 October
By Brooke
My cousin is currently living in a house where his dog freaks out all the time, barking and running, over nothing. And he constantly hears scratching and moving coming from the closet in the master bedroom. He found out later that the previous owner of the house was an older woman who was the victim of a home invasion. She was tied up and left to die in her closet. My cousin has broken his lease and is moving out!
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Friday 18 December
By Girl
My brother passed away when he was 12 years old. I was ten at the time. We had shared a bedroom, but after he died my parents made it into a library. One day, a couple years later, I was sitting in there reading. The walls were lined with shelves, and from the wall behind me a heard a book fall. I got up to put it back, and saw that it was my brothers favorite book from when we were little. He had practiced writing his name over and over on the pages, but when the book fell it had opened to the one page where he had written my name. As i placed it back on the shelf another book fell from the adjacent wall. This one was a book of poems given to me after my brothers death. They were all about coping with the loss of a family member. This book had opened to a poem about how even though they weren't around any more, you could know your loved one still loved you and would look out for you. I knew, even at such a young age, that this was my brothers way of letting me know he was okay and that he would still take care of me like a good big brother.
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Sunday 01 November
By Meaghan
Okay, my turn. ^_^
When I was about 4, my family moved to a new house, that I REALLY didn't like.
I just had a creepy feeling about it. It was always cold, and there would be weird noises throughout the house, plus there were spiders out of no where and they would just stare at people.
Well, a few months after that I met a little girl. Her name was Allison, and she was 6. Allison became my very best friend. I eventually found out that she was a ghost. (Spirit.)
No one else could see her, and figured that I just had an imaginary friend. Yeah right.
A few years later I was asleep on our couch and my little sister was at her dad's house, but my older sister swears to have seen a little girl waving at her out of the door. I asked her what the girl looked like, and she completely described Allison.
We eventually moved, and Allison hated that. She got mad and ran away from me.
A couple weeks later my mom went to the person who we rented from, and asked him if anyone named Allison had ever died around there.
He said that his grand-daughter, and her family, were killed in a car accident on their way to his house about 10 years before. He described exactly what she looked like, and it was definitely her.
I've only ever seen her again one time.. And it was from afar. I wish that I could see her again, but so far there's no chance of that.
Ever since then, however, I've become something of a medium, like I have some psychic power thingy, and I still see ghosts.
The End. (:
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Saturday 14 November
By joe mama
mine is short but true
when i was lil i came down and described a elderly man wearing a grey suit n wite hair n uda features wich matched my moms step dads description who died a monf b4 i was born n a old woman woke me up 4 skul i watched her walk out my mom was asleep i saw her
i am also gifted and can see figures in hunted houses x
c u
joe momma
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Sunday 06 December
By russell
well i set up my laptop because it has a video camra and motion detecter soo in my room 1:00 pm me and my friend went out side to chat and smoke we come back and there was this girl just looking at me and him she went right past us on my lap top on the motion detecter it took a pic of her eyes and they were dark blue. then two years later the same thing happend but this time she said some thing to me when my best friend and her words were "help me" we went to a church and ask some for some help two weeks later they told us that it was just a spirt
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Friday 05 February
By lady
okay here is our story , a would of months ago my daughter age 5years came to my husbnad and us one night and said there was a man in her room and he was wtaching her , we thought it was just her being scared and told her it was fine 2 weeks went by she started to sleepw ith us because she said the man was always there as soon as we turned off the light and put her to bed,
then she was screaming one night and ran into our living room saying the man was making her bed make wierd noises once again we just brushed it off then one day i said to her u havent said much about the man i guess it was just a bad cream
she said no he left, weeks went by and my husband said he kept hearing things like our bed being sat on, i told him he was crazy
then i was home alone one day and all the hair stood up on my arms and neck i had the strangest feeling that someone had walked into the room i felt like it walked right up to me and stood behind me but i was too scared to move and look,
then the other night i was laying in bed and i seen a dim light figure next to my closet and i thought it must be a shadow from the window in our room so i kept looking away and looking back and it was still there so i closed my eyes counted to 10 and opened them it was gone my husband said whats wrong i told him nothing i thought i was crazy until he said " u seen the child like figure to didnt u" i said yes that night we went to sleep my husband woke me up and asked me why i would whisper in his ear its time to get up for work i said i didnt he said i felt a womens breath on my ear talking to me .. are we crazy and reading to much ito this or is it something else..
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Friday 05 February
By Sebastian
Some pretty good stories.
My Grandfather still protects us to this day, he has been here since, maybe 2007, he died in 2006. The first encounter I had was just a feeling that he was here.
Then I'm pretty sure I saw him walk in my hallway. Even my friends, who come for an hour or two, have seen something.
One night, my Dad was asleep, I was watching T.V, I look into my sister's room and I see a white light fly across the room, closer to the ceiling than the ground.
I love him and all, but it scares me, I know he doesn't mean too either. Actually, I can hear him right now I think.
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Saturday 06 March
By Llamaworm
my turn ^^
i was at my friend keisha`s we had a sleepover my friend milly was there too milly took her dsi and we were taking photos of us with popcorn and random things like that ....
we went to millys house and decided to go `ghost hunting` so we took her dsi and took a picture of an old painting.. later on that day we all sat down and looked at the pictures in one of them i was standing with milly and we saw a small figure of a man and a woman it looked like they were getting married or something... nobody could see it apart from me until i edited the picture and outlined the pictures... and as for the other suspicous painting we looked at the photo for that and noticed that in our photo the picture was frowning when in the painting its smiling..
millys mum finally gave in to us nagging for me and keisha to sleep round but little did we know that the sleepover would change our lives forever... we were in our sleeping bags.. when i stopped i could see a dark shadow leaning over milly it wasnt a shadow because it was in the posistion of a standing person when milly was laying down asleep.. the next morning milly woke up with scratches on her face.we thought she might have caught her face on something when sleeping but she said she would`ve noticed me and keisha shrugged it off... we all arrived at school the next morning me and my gang... (kai jake ryan dazza milly keisha vicky bethany and me) were discussing what happened at the sleepover and jake said something similar he said he was scratched like milly was so he showed us the scratch (on his arm unlike millys) jakes was excactly the same as millys...
as the days went on things were getting strange everyone in the gang were getting these scratches.. so we decided that we must have upset a ghost...
plz comment... from llama-worm
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Saturday 20 March
By sam
Well here's my story. I have had afew wierd encounters, but the weirdest im going to explain. My grandad died very unexpectly at the end of April in 2008. So anyway, just recently i have been upset about him as it's getting close to te anniversary to his death, on monday or tuesday night this week ( a school night for me ) I was on my laptop in my room the all of a sudden i felt like someone threw a piece of paper at me. I remember seing at of the corner of my eye. But i couldn't see it on the floor.
It was strange as i was the only one in the room at the time. My grandad used tease me alot and used to throw bits of papr at me to cheer me up when i was sad, so when i told my mum and dad, they reckon it was my grandad just trying to cheer me up and letme know he's looking out for me.
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Saturday 24 April
By France
My story is going to sound a little different.
Yesterday was earth day, as part of earth day I was going to whole day without lights. Earlier that day I was outside, reading by candle light. There was NO WIND. The light dimmed, I was going to bed early, with nothing to do after sunset
I was looking out my bedroom window, on the second floor.
Instead of seeing the usual reflection you get when looking in a lit room, my room was dark, so I saw outside.
I was watching the trees sway when I saw the ghost. It was a human-sized, looked like black-smoke that took on a woman in a long dress. It was whispy, as if in a crossing point between worlds.
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Sunday 13 June
By jackie
It was like around one o'clock in the morning and I decided to take a shower when I was done I laid in bed and within a few minutes I heard an electronic weird sound which i never heard before and my bedroom lit up as if I had my lights on then, I looked towards the door and I seened a ball head skinny guy wearing a black sparkling cape and it was looking at me smiling and said, "hello my name is vinlo." I looked around to see if I was dreaming because I felt like i was pretty awake , he stood there at least ten minutes or so as if he was waiting for me to speak to him but i did not so it left. I told my boyfriend about it the next day but he did not believed me and called me crazy. a few months later my boyfriend and his friends were recording music in the studio when he played the track back he caught a voice of the ghost which did not belong there , he and his friends were freaked out .
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Saturday 23 October
By chris
i was at home sleeping on my couch in the living room and my sister was sleeping on the floor right next to me. i woke up in the middle of the night and i looked across the room to one of the light switches and seen my sister messing with the light switches. then i said trish "what are you doin?" she didnt answer so i asked again. still no reply and i was kinda weirded out and then i looked on the floor to see my sister sleeping and then i looked back up to see the girl was still there. i was scared outta my mind and immediately turned on the other light switch that was right by the couch and when i did the girl was gone. i waited several moments before turning the light back off but when i did the girl was still gone. a few months later my older brother thought he seen my sister waiting on the stairs to use the bathroom after him and he tried talking to her again with no reply. he then asked her about it the next day and she said that never happened. my grandma also said shes seen a ghost in my house and so has my sister but my sister said she seen a tall man reminding me of my late grandfather that died in what is now her room
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Thursday 11 August
By josh
well i will tell you my story i have seen and felt many ghosts but this is the experience i had to be through the story begings when i was alone in my house during the day i had felt strange sensations, that day in the morning i was in the kitchen and i felt as if some sort of child was standing behind me i turned around but i didnt see anything,later on the same day i was listening to music in the living room when i heard somebody crying out in the kitchen i went to the kitchen and i obviously knew this was no good at all because i was alone at home and i saw a shadow going through the wall i didnt believe in ghosts but at that time i started doubting i call my mother and i told her the things that had happened during the day she told me not to be worried, that all it was in my head i tried to believe what my mother had told me, but at night i went to bed i couldnt sleep i felt as if somebody was looking at me when suddenly i felt that somebody sat down in my bed i stucked myself in and this ghost bagan to touch my feet i coulnt speak, i coulnt move i´m a christian person and i said in my mind ´jesus blood got the power to beat the evil¨ and i felt this demond left the room and the house i heard the footsteps going upstairs and going out my house and since that day i di
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