My childhood house was haunted.

I'll just list what happened.

1. I would be able to see these aparitions throughout my time there, and I vividly remember waking up and seeing a man in a trenchcoat and hat stood at the foot of my bed. Another time I recall an old woman walking down the hallway. The real distinct one was when I was in the front play room and this person was looking at me from outside the window. Catch? They were hanging upside down from outside, and he was a child. I called him Andrew.

2. Multiple times my mother would find utensils taken out of the drawers and laid around the kitchen. The cupboards would also swing open and slam shut.

3. The dogs would not come inside the house. Ever. Even if it was raining and storms, thunder, lightning, hail, they would never come inside. And if we did carry them in, they'd howl and scream and wet themselves trying to get outside again.

4. My father was possessed.

5. We got so many experts into the house to try and rid us of the spirits. One priest managed for only a few moments. The whole house suddenly felt warm in the first time in years, but then 'they' started up again. They banged on the windows and doors trying to get back into their house again.

6. When we were getting to the end of our rope we slept in the caravan in the back yard. Said caravan rocked violently and we could hear the doors of the house opening and shutting, the whole house alive with activity.

7. One of our little dogs, we believe, was scared to death. She was only 6, and one day mum came home from shopping. She found poor Lucy right by the tire of the car, but by the looks of things it would seem she was run over by the car. But she wasn't. She was intact, no broken bones, no blood. And it seemed she'd been there for a while yet Mum just drove in.

8. Another of our little dogs kept ending up over in the neighbour's yard. I know, you think he got out or crawled underneath. Said dog was 10 years old, the fence was rooted at least two feet beneath the ground and was 6 feet high. The gates were always securely locked, and we checked for any holes. Found none.

9. When we finally moved, one of them followed us. I remember we were watching television when something walked straight past the outside window. And we had no visitors. No one could have gotten in.

In the end they just finally left us alone.

But the lady who bought the house form us kept calling, asking Dad to go back and check the fixtures and plumbing. Dad never went back.

*warps her self up in a blanket and shudders*

this thread freaks me out but I can't stay away from it

No. That's why it was on TV. Some people thought it was suicide, but the mother kept arguing that her son would never want to commit suicide.

Jeez, CG, your story makes me happy that the ghosts in my house are just mischievous ones that only occasionally break glasses!:wiltshock: I mean, they've never done anything hurtful, really, and the only thing they do time after time is slam doors downstairs whenever I'm upstairs.

Yeah, I've actually been planning on writing a horror novel, and I would actually include those events in my story.

I have another one! There's this house in my neighborhood where (it was said) this old lady and her grandson used to live. The old lady was very wealthy and the grandson kept demanding money from her, even though she refused every single time. He ended up hanging the old lady on a tree in their backyard. I took a venture over there and there was a rope on the tree and pennies surrounding it. Now, I don't know if this story is true or not, but it's still creepy.

I saw this mountain once i nthe moon, but i was probably sleepy. You guys have such weird horror stories!

I was just thinking of my old imaginary friend, Spooky, which made me think of this.
Ever had an imaginary friend tell you to do bad things? It makes me wonder if they are really all that imaginary, or if their really little demons? Hmm. You never know!

I beleive in Bigfoot/ Skunk Ape.

Well, i guess this dosn't count a a horro stopry, BUT:

when I wa si nsecond grade I woke up in the middle of the night with this exact poem in my head:

The gods I tease
I rest with Ease
Where none shall ever
Find Me
I lay in my grave
But none are so brave
As if to ever
find me

It was WEIRD... AT that point I think what when my faith in religion was fadaing, i remeber never really beliving in it all that much.

...eerie...

Does anybody ever feel like they're being watched and you keep looking over your shoulder and there's nobody there?

gaw yes I hate that feeling

I believe it's called "Paranoia".

I believe your right

Hey, paranoia is healthy! I tell you, those commies are watching me, waiting to make a move...

Seriously though, I think all people get that occasionally. If you ever look around in a crowd of people becuase you think someone's looking at you, there will be one or two becuase the movement of your head will draw their eyes.

I'm reviving this thread, because it's incerdible, and I have a weird story.

For at least the past two weeks, I have been quite happy with life, and all the things around me, while almost every one around me is... well, not in a good mood. I suppose you could say I was "in first place". Well anyway, I've had a huge additcion to MarioKart DS. In the game, there is a thing they call a blue shell, which "bombs" the player in first place. For the past two weeks, I've been doing random things, completely urelated to MarioKart, the Nintedo DS, or Nintendo in general, and in my head flashes thr rankings of some one in seventh place using a blue shell on the person in firts, in this case, me. Now, at first I wasn't freaked out about it, until it happened about four other times. The fifth time, I visualized my self watching TV , with a blue shell circling around my head, and dropping on me. OUCH. This vision has come to my head at leats three times a wekk ever since. Recently, I became depressed, after remembering some... sad events. When I became depressed, one of my friends had become happy, and had been winning the girl of his dreams. Ever since I became depressed, he's been thinking about MarioKart, and often trips, crashes into walls, jabs himself with pencils, steps on sharp objects, and tons of other crap. I talked to my mom about this when I saw her the other day, and she said I'd been playing too many video games.

I agree. :P

But still, I think that it was some sort of sign, and MarioKart was the only way my brain could register it.

And a side note, when I was happy, one of my friends was out to get me, and when my friend was happy, the same friend that was out to get me, began hating HIM.

You can tell me it was all a coincedence, but I think it was a sign. Maybe not a supernatural sign, but still, incerdible coincedences.

Strange coincidences are definetely something to think about. I understand the whole "Your brain only being able to relate it to you as a video game" thing... I have video game and cartoon dreams more than I have dreams in which everything is real-life.

Something supernatural and kind of weird has happened to me in two places of late.

I've mentioned my dad's restaurant here before, so here's some more stories: the bathroom doors often lock themselves from the inside when nobody is in there, and employees hear their names being called a lot. I mentioned that I hear whistling a lot, and just the other day I heard someone whistling for my attention and I looked around like a dork and nobody was there... apparently she's not afraid of a joke lol.

The other experience I've had recently is in the house I just moved into not too long ago. Before we had any boxes or furniture put in, my boyfriend and I cleaned the house from top to bottom. It took us all day, and by that night we were exhausted. We laid down on the living room floor and he fell asleep, but I stayed awake and listened to the silence of the house... but not for long. A little bit after he was asleep, I heard noises coming from the bathroom like someone was in there moving stuff around and slamming the toilet lid. I ignored it because even if there WAS a ghost in there, I was way too tired to deal with it that evening. Time went by, and about two weeks ago, my boyfriend had just gotten out of the shower when he came into the bedroom, looked at me strangely, and just said, "You're so freaking weird." I asked him why he thought so, and he said, "Because... weren't you taking pictures in the bathroom while I was showering?" After I told him no, he said "That's weird... I saw several camera flashes come from the other side of the curtain when I was in there."

Spooky man!

Well, I've been doing research for a new writing project and I came across this odd legend. Now I can't get to sleep.

Pygmy Demons
Indian legends of the Arapahoe, Sioux, Cheyenne, and Crow tell of "tiny people eaters" who stand 20 inches tall. This legend was supported when an actual Pygmy person was found mummified in a local cave. The Pygmy mummy was brought to town and shown to various people. Over the years the pygmy mummy has brought bad luck and omens to those who possessed it. The Indian people still warn others to beware of the "tiny people eater" as they are rumored to still live a hidden life in the mountains and high places of Wyoming. Such a 'pygmy' was found in the Pedro Mountains by two gold miners. They burrowed into a natural pocket in the granite rock and found, on a ledge, a 19 inch mummy. The mine came to be called the 'Little Man', as a result

That is kinda creepy. o.o

And yeah, Scary Dream, I have all sorts of cartoon/video game dreams. Most of the time I'm in a video game, being attacked or something. :P

Interesting story there.

Still, feels creepy after reading about this, though.

holy crap, pygmy people. That is freaky. You know they find the wierdest mummies in our southwest, 10 foot tall coneheaded giants and now 20 inch high pygmies...creepy.

on the paranoia issue, every time a car passes me when i'm walking by i think i'm going to get gunned down by some thug with a MAC-10. True story.

Hah yeah... I get paranoid because I have experienced stuff like my house and job, and while it isn't bothersome, it is still a little creepy when I'm alone. My imagination starts to run wild, and the next thing I know, I've got all the lights on in the house and leaving rooms backwards in case anything decides to come out after me.

Nobody is better at scaring me than me.

In my house I hear some strange noises at night... :macwor: Like some weird tapping sounds and footsteps. My curtains also moves around sometimes.

Whoa, creepy stories...

Know that feeling when some light flashes at you and you see it through your closed eyelids? Well... it happened like 3 or 4 times that I was about to doze off, when I distinctly heard the click of an old-style camera and saw the flash; of course I was full awake immediately after. I was not sleeping, I'm sure 100%, but it last happened a few nights ago - and I'm not even home these days! It scares the hell out of me, though I am not really afraid of ghosts, since I met a friendly one. :)

Lets get extra-terrestrial.

http://10-14-08.blogspot.com/

I know it wasn't supernatural, but a few weeks ago I could have sworn I could hear my computer making noises in the middle of the night, when I knew for a fact it was in hibernation mode, and being a laptop, folded closed. I'm sure it was a dream, but the sounds sounded so real in my ears, I woke up and for some time I just lay there wondering "What the...?" It was kind of creepy because I was in bed, yet it was making noises as if I were on it. Was someone/something else on it?? :blooconf: When I got up the next morning, yup, there was my computer just where I left it, hibernating and folded up. It was still really weird though.

My guest room is the coldest spot in the house; and at night (and wee hours of the morning) there are loud creaks that come from there. When I took a picture of my guitar collection in the livingroom - I captured 4 orbs of various sizes floating above me. I did NOT alter the photo. http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c3...0080728_31.jpg

As coincidence, it's been a perfect year since this thread has last been posted in. I swear, I didn't plan this. A bot was looking at this thread, so I decided to look and read it the whole way through and I'm suddenly reminded again that it's October now! Whoo hoo! :D I can go ahead and share some other stories other than my computer story two posts ago.

I worked at a certified nursing assistant for many years after high school. And the nursing home I worked at the longest while living in Albuquerque, New Mexico was said to be haunted by an old lady who use to be a resident there. And she stuck near the wing where she lived. Many of the night nurses and aids told stories of how they saw her walking down the hallway, and when they went to check to see if she needed help with something, there was no one there and all the other residents were fast asleep in their beds. There were a few reports of seeing her sitting on a bench out in the courtyard. The courtyard was completely surrounded by the building, so residents were free to go outside and walk around without any danger of wandering off. But at night the door to the courtyard was still locked. So when someone would see her out there, they'd check, and find the door was securely locked. I personally never experienced anything (I think the entity was smart and knew not to mess with me ;) ), but I do remember hearing tapping on the courtyard windows when there was no one there, or even any plants or trees close enough to the glass to hit it when the wind blew. And while walking down one of the hallways, I'd commonly walk through a cold spot. And that cold spot was never in the same place twice.

I lived in San Antonio, Texas for a while, and there's a haunting story about a school bus that had a run in with a train somewhere in the city. Many of the children on the bus were killed. My family never went out to the spot to see it for ourselves, but it's said that if you stop your car over the tracks and put it in neutral, it will mysteriously move forward until it's clear of the tracks. One of the TV stations tried this once and put talcum powder on their rear bumper before they tried it. After the car stopped moving, they looked at the rear bumper, and they could clearly see a few hand prints in the talcum powder.

And as for a non-ghost related story that involves me personally, when I was in college, I had recurring dreams of my best friend being abused and then a few where she was pregnant. They scared me, especially after having so many of them in a matter of months, but I never told anyone of them. Later that fall when school started again, I moved back to where my best friends were living, and I learned my best friend was pregnant. Turns out her boyfriend earlier that year had been abusive and had date-raped her. She decided it was such horrifying news, she only told the people she knew she couldn't hide the pregnancy from (those she saw in person on a regular basis), so she had never told me anything. But somehow I guess my subconscious knew it. And what makes it stranger, I learned the dreams started around the time she first met the guy. I still remember the goosebumps I got when I learned all this.

-The last story has a happy ending though. My "nephew" is now 11 years old, and his mom has been married to a wonderful man for over a year now. :)

I think I have mentioned this before. The guestroom in my house (which I now occupy - long story), is possibly haunted. My dog has barked at nobody in particular in this room. Sometimes he will look right past me at one of the walls or corners. Unitl recently, it has been the coldest place in the house. As far as incidents, my bed has shaken gently (with me in it), like somebody trying to sit down, or apply pressure with their hand.

As far as research goes - I found nothing about this property (no deaths, murders, etc), except the tax and deed info. Nothing else exists other than the fact that we are a hop, skip, and a jump from the Res (Reservation).

I think since I moved into this room, things have been calmer.:)