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[arin]

I was upnorth with some family and started getting really interested in "ghost stories".. Anyone have any things "supernatural" happen to them? Heres just a few that were told to me by numerous people witnessing that were family:

When my uncle was younger( also witnessed by another friend who told me this)one of his friends lived in a house where they never used the upstairs for whatever reasons and there was a rocking chair up there. Every night at around 8:30 they would hear it begin to rock back and forth. Whenever they moved the chair it would always appear back to the original spot..

The same uncle supposedly has a ghost in his house. They've had many encounters, but the most obvious was them waking up in the middle of the night from someone slamming on an inside door(a door to porch-kind of thing). When they went down there they found no one in there and checked outside and there were no tracks anywhere near the backdoor(closest to the inside door being banged on).

Anyone got any stories?

[BlakChamber]

I've never had any paranormal experiences. However, my girlfriend swears her dorm in college was haunted.

[heinz57]

My friend was in her bedroom, right next to the bathroom, and the shower turned on when she was the only one home. Then another time, she was in her basement and the door slammed on its own.

[Lou_Siffer]

Im very entertained watching stuff like Ghosthunters, but i view it as pretty much a skeptic. I hate people who go overboard with stupid crap like spirit "orbs" ...a.k.a. dust.

Nothing has ever happened to me.

[Rice]

When I was a baby my mom was downstairs and I was upstairs in my room. She heard voices on my baby monitor and figured my brother was in my room messing around. My brother was actually taking out the garbage. She went upstairs and I was asleep. Might've just been interference, might not have been. Who knows?

[Vladinator]

This isn't really a ghost story, but it is related...

When I was 4, my Mom and I were driving past an empty field. I told my Mom that I had lived there before living with my family. I told her that I had lived on a farm with a bunch of brothers and sisters, but that we had all been killed in a fire one night. The field appeared to be a completely vacant area, with no signs of a fire or farmhouse visible.

My Mother did some checking and discovered that there had indeed been a farm on that spot and that the entire, large family had all been killed by a fire...

Needless to say, it freaked my Mom out a bit...

I have some ghost stories as well that I will share, but I don't have time to post them right now...I'll do it later or tomorrow when I have a little more time.

[Rice]

This isn't really a ghost story, but it is related...

When I was 4, my Mom and I were driving past an empty field. I told my Mom that I had lived there before living with my family. I told her that I had lived on a farm with a bunch of brothers and sisters, but that we had all been killed in a fire one night. The field appeared to be a completely vacant area, with no signs of a fire or farmhouse visible.

My Mother did some checking and discovered that there had indeed been a farm on that spot and that the entire, large family had all been killed by a fire...

Needless to say, it freaked my Mom out a bit...

That's crazy.

[CopenhagenWing]

This isn't really a ghost story, but it is related...

When I was 4, my Mom and I were driving past an empty field. I told my Mom that I had lived there before living with my family. I told her that I had lived on a farm with a bunch of brothers and sisters, but that we had all been killed in a fire one night. The field appeared to be a completely vacant area, with no signs of a fire or farmhouse visible.

My Mother did some checking and discovered that there had indeed been a farm on that spot and that the entire, large family had all been killed by a fire...

Needless to say, it freaked my Mom out a bit...

I have some ghost stories as well that I will share, but I don't have time to post them right now...I'll do it later or tomorrow when I have a little more time.

Fascinating.

[heinz57]

This isn't really a ghost story, but it is related...

When I was 4, my Mom and I were driving past an empty field. I told my Mom that I had lived there before living with my family. I told her that I had lived on a farm with a bunch of brothers and sisters, but that we had all been killed in a fire one night. The field appeared to be a completely vacant area, with no signs of a fire or farmhouse visible.

My Mother did some checking and discovered that there had indeed been a farm on that spot and that the entire, large family had all been killed by a fire...

Needless to say, it freaked my Mom out a bit...

I have some ghost stories as well that I will share, but I don't have time to post them right now...I'll do it later or tomorrow when I have a little more time.

wow.

[BlakChamber]

Nice try, Vlad. I saw that episode of The X-Files though. The one where Mulder is convinced that he was a Confederate solider in a past life and that's how he knew where the hidden bunker was. You're not fooling anyone

[Vladinator]

Nice try, Vlad. I saw that episode of The X-Files though. The one where Mulder is convinced that he was a Confederate solider in a past life and that's how he knew where the hidden bunker was. You're not fooling anyone

I'm 100% serious (and my mother told me about this (since it happened when I was too young to really remember) well before X-Files was even a show...

As for the ghost stories, here are a few experiences that I have had:

- When I was about 12 years old, we lived in a rental house that was built somewhere in the mid to late 1800's. This house was a huge 6 bedroom house that just sort of had an odd feel to it. We would hear all sorts of odd noises and such at all hours of the night. Anyways, one night me, my cousin, and two of my sisters were sitting around telling ghost stories. Right in the middle of one of the stories, we started hearing a strange scraping noise from the attic. The noise sounded as if someone was moving through the attic. When the noise reached the center of the house, a large light fixture suddenly dropped from the ceiling. The glass light fixture fell to the floor, then bounced down a flight of stairs without breaking. All of us freaked out a bit, but it wasn't the first (nor the last) odd occurance in this house. We would find objects moved quite often, we found the bathtub full of water one time, strange noises were quite common. Overall, the house in general was quite spooky. I had always suspected my cousin (who was living with us at the time) of being behind a lot of the oddities, but he always denied it.

- In the same house that I talked about above, my father rented out a room to a friend of my older sister. She used to always tell us that she would always see an elderly woman looking down at her whenever she would wake up in the morning. I never saw it, but my sister swore that she saw the woman as well...

- There was another old house that we lived near. This house had been rumored to be haunted for years, and nobody had lived there for quite some time. On a dare, me and a friend went onto the porch of the house and peeked into the front window. Both of us saw an old couple dancing in the living room! We took off running of course. When we got up the courage to go back and look again, neither of us saw anything. We were fairly young at the time, so this could have been a result of youthful imagination, but I still remember it fairly clearly and my friend swore that she had also seen the same thing...

- This one isn't really ghost related, but it sort of fits. Me and a few friends were walking through the forest (in Northern Michigan) and stumbled into an odd sort of building. The entire building was painted a really dark black and it had no windows. The building appeared to be abandoned, so we decided to check it out. Inside, the walls were also painted black except for some odd symbols painted (we assumed it was paint) in red on a couple of walls. We found what appeared to be the remains of a couple of cats inside one of the small rooms. Outside, in back of the house, there was a noose hanging from one of the trees. After exploring for a little bit we all started feeling a little nervous and decided to get the heck out of there. I moved away from the area not long after that so I never went back to take another look at this house, but it was quite an odd experience. My guess is that some group involved in some sort of occult practices used the house at some time or another...either that or a group of youths experimenting a bit...either way it was a bit wierd...

Edited by Vladinator, 05 September 2006 - 10:09 AM.

[wingsfan75]

I've had a few creepy experiences throughout my life. Most could be more imagination than anything but I'll share anyway. Let me say first-off that I'm very much a believer in the paranormal. The house that I grew up in was built in the early 1900's, many nights as I was awake lying in bed I could hear voices coming from the basement. It always seemed to come from below my room. There was a television downstairs so I thought it was on. One night my dad came in asking me if I left the TV on downstairs. I told him no but I heard the voices too. He went downstairs and nothing was on. I've always been creeped out by my parents' basement.

Another creepier story took place at the Canadian side of the Soo Locks. There is a small rest area near the Canadian park at the Locks and we stopped to take a break and walk around. My brother and I used the bathrooms there. At the end of the room, opposite the entrance, was a drinking fountain. As I was leaving through the door I happened to look at the drinking fountain and the handle on the side pushed down, the water spouted out. Not just a dribble but pretty high. Needless to say, I ran like the wind out of that place.

Anyway, there's my contribution. I have heard many more.

[BlakChamber]

I'm 100% serious (and my mother told me about this (since it happened when I was too young to really remember) well before X-Files was even a show...

I figured you were...I was just giving you a hard time Pretty spooky happenings there. That's why I want to buy a new house, less chance of it being haunted

[Vladinator]

I figured you were...I was just giving you a hard time Pretty spooky happenings there. That's why I want to buy a new house, less chance of it being haunted

I saw the , so I knew that you were being light-hearted...

I think I'd prefer a new house too. The house I bought earlier this year is a little older, but I actually rented it for 3 years so I knew exactly what I was getting into...my step-sister lives across the street from me and she (and her husband) swears that a ghost lives in their basement...

I've heard that going to some old battle sights can really be a bit eery as well, but I haven't gotten around to checking this out...

[wingsgirl001]

There was a story that the old dorm hall I used to live in was haunted. They say it was the ghost of the woman the hall was named after, and she haunted the first and second floors.

Nothing ever happened to me, but a couple things did happen to some of the other girls that lived there. Radios and TVs turning on with both girls gone to dinner or something. Just random small stuff.

There was another story my RA told me about one of the other RAs. She had one of those long mirrors that you stuck to the wall, and when she was trying to get it off to move out, she couldn't get it off. Whatever she stuck it on with held really damn tight. So she went and got one of the guys from the other hall and he couldn't pull it off either. And he was seriously tugging at it. He even went back and got a screwdriver and was trying to pry it off. No luck. She figured it was stuck there. They gave up and decided to leave it and left somewhere. When she came back the mirror had fallen off the wall and was laying on the floor. Not broken or anyting, just laying there. She locked her door so she knows no one could have gotten in there. She has no idea how it came off and no one ever fessed up to getting it down for her.

So yeah. That's my story lol.

Edited by wingsgirl001, 05 September 2006 - 05:00 PM.

[SouthernWingsFan]

I don't have any ghost stories, it's all about what you perceive and think and I don't believe in much of that stuff.

But, one time back in college when I was living on campus I got a prank pulled on me and some neighbors stole my towel and clothes to change in while I was in the shower one night and I had to run around the dorm halls naked for about 10 minutes until they finally gave me my stuff back.

I kinda wish I was a ghost at that time.

[ontariowingsfan]

This isn't really a ghost story, but it is related...

When I was 4, my Mom and I were driving past an empty field. I told my Mom that I had lived there before living with my family. I told her that I had lived on a farm with a bunch of brothers and sisters, but that we had all been killed in a fire one night. The field appeared to be a completely vacant area, with no signs of a fire or farmhouse visible.

My Mother did some checking and discovered that there had indeed been a farm on that spot and that the entire, large family had all been killed by a fire...

Needless to say, it freaked my Mom out a bit...

I have some ghost stories as well that I will share, but I don't have time to post them right now...I'll do it later or tomorrow when I have a little more time.

wow Vlad.. that is so freaky!

[Legionnaire11]

My senior English teacher in ‘99 owns a house that was first built as an outpost for confederate officers. Near Stones River Nat’l Battlefield. Check it out sometime, not a very important battle one way or the other, but pretty brutal, especially the “slaughter pen”. Anyway, I did a lot of talking to him after classes and even after I graduated and visited his house a time or two. He told me about how they sometimes hear people shouting orders, playing drums and marching armies out there. And during the first week that they moved there, he was getting out of his car and walking towards the front door when the most intense feeling of coldness actually pass through him, front to back, enough to make him fall to the ground.

Sometime in ’94 or ’95, there was a bad storm. I was in the basement of the house and headed up to the third floor where my bedroom was. On the main level I stopped to look out of a front window at how the trees were blowing around. There was a very bright flash of lightning and in that instant, I saw an old man right on the other side of the glass from me. looking straight at me, with solid black eyes. Then as the flash dimmed away, there was nothing out there. Some people think that the bright flash just played tricks on my eyes and it was a bending/manipulation of the light that distorted my reflection on the glass. But it couldn’t have been that because he was shorter than me, had different clothes on and was bald on top with long stringy hair on the sides. Still freaks me out to think about that moment.

Even earlier than that probably ’89 or so. I was settling into bed to go to sleep. I reached over to the night table and turned off the light. After a few seconds of quiet and stillness. I heard a lion’s roar from the night table and just as the roar was ending, the drawer dropped out of the bottom of the table. My mom didn’t believe me and thought that I had just been playing around with the table and yelled at me for it. Obviously no one else hear the roar, but I did, and I was in the bed the whole time, didn’t touch that table once.

And more recently, coming home from college one day ’02, I was sitting at a red light and it was a perfect day out, the sky was clear and blue, it was about 80 degrees. The second most beautiful day ever (first was 9/11/01, for some reason it was so perfect that day aside from the events that took place). Anyway, I looked up at the sky and there was this golden orb kind of thing way up there, just hovering. Then it rotated 180 degrees, the back side was red, and it started moving away from the angle I was looking at, slowly, then very fast and then it just disappeared. It wasn’t reflections or anything playing with me that time, I know what I saw and it was real.

So, those are my accounts. At least one ghost story, the others could be, but could not be, the last one is what I believe to be a UFO (not necessarily from an alien presence, just can’t explain it)

[wingsgirl001]

Wow..that's kinda freaky.

Your story about the floating light thing made me think of something kinda like that that I saw. It was dark out and I was outside looking at the stars when I noticed a red and blue light floating in the sky and blinking. I figured it was an airplane, but as I watched it, it didn't move. It was just hovering there. And it wasn't very far away. It was close enough that had it been a helicopter or something I would have heard it. But there was no noise and it wasn't moving. I even had my mom come outside and she saw it too. I went out again the next night and it wasn't there. We have no idea what it was.

[Happy Pancake]

I grew up in Fredericksburg, Virginia. If you are interested at all in American history you know it was an important city during the Revolution (George Washington lived there and he lead the Continental army through Fredericksburg on the way to the decisive Yorktown battle) and the site of the bloodiest battle in the Civil War. So basically every structure in historic downtown is haunted.

I worked at a bar downtown called Spirits. The building used to serve as the court house for Fredericksburg and the third floor was where they executed criminals (before a town gallows was built). My manager even took me into the attic to show me the original rafters that had been covered over. You could still see the rope burns on the wood from the bodies swinging.

Anyways, we had 3 levels and a basement in the building and there were frequent reports of night staff sighting ghosts on the third, and occasionally the second floor. You could apparently tell when the ghost(s) was acting up because the security cameras would mess up on the particular floor it was on. One night I was in the basement counting the night's money with my manager (by ourselves) and we noticed the third floor camera start to go fuzzy. Oooo creepy we thought and laughed. Then we noticed the second floor camera was messed up and we nervously laughed some more. A short while later we saw the first floor cameras start to fade and we could start to hear what sounded like footsteps descending the stairs.

At that point we decided it was more than past time to be going home, we threw the money in the safe and hauled ass out of there.