Ever since I was eight years old, I've been hearing strange voices. My parent's believe they are probably Angels. Well, one day I was sitting at the piano playing a very slow and graceful song. I remember feelings like all of a sudden, things started to slow down. I could hear this strange male voice speaking to me, but couldn't understand the exact words. I would cry and tell my mother about it. That's when she told me it was an Angel.
Well, one evening I went to go visit my nieces at their VERY old house. It was about one hundred years old, and very creaky and spooky. I remember there was an old barn in the backyard, and a small tree-house. Those places really spooked everyone. The tree-house was very high up in the tree and very dangerous. The barn was also very dangerous because of it's old age.
I was a very curious child, and decided to go look at the barn, because I thought it was very cool. The barn was rather large, and was falling apart. I remember feeling very cold and so I started to sing. Whenever I got cold or scared I would sing to calm myself down. Well anyways, I was singing away when the cold and eerie feeling got worse. I felt like someone was watching me from the top of the loft. I slowly looked up and saw a shadowy figure of a girl. She was wearing all white. Well, actually everything about her was white. It was the strangest thing. I was sooo scared that I ran into the house and just shook for hours. I didn't tell anyone because I thought people would thing I was nuts.
Years later I saw the same girl again when I was lost in the woods. Sometimes I hear her speak to me, and call my name. I really think it is a comfort to have an Angel watching over me. This is very true, and people shouldn't mess with spirits. If they want to visit you, they will on their own.
This story was submitted by: anonymous
No One Is There
THIS IS A STORY ABOUT MY 2 YEAR OLD AND HER FRIEND WHO IS NOT THERE. I KNOW
PEOPLE SAY CHILDREN HAVE IMAGINARY FRIENDS, BUT MY DAUGHTER IS A BABY,
SHE
DONT KNOW WHAT AN IMAGINARY FRIEND IS. ANYWAY, I MOVED INTO THIS
APARTMENT
WHEN SHE WAS ONE YRS OLD. I AM A SKEPTIC WHEN IT COMES TO GHOSTS
OR SPIRITS,
BUT I HAD THIS UNEASY FEELING ABOUT THAT APARTMENT. THE DAY
I FINISHED HER
ROOM, I PUT HER SLEEP TO IN THERE. A FEW HOURS LATER I
WAS WAKEN BY HER
SCREAMING AND CRYING, SHE SLEEPS IN A TODDLER BED, SHE
CAME RUNNING INTO MY
ROOM CRYING AND SAYING "I SCARWED". I NEVER PUT
HER TO SLEEP IN THERE
AGAIN. THEN ONE NIGHT I WAS READING A BOOK, AND
DIDNT REALLY NOTICE AT FIRST
THAT MY DAUGHTER WAS TALKING TO THE CEILING,
WHEN I FINALLY REALIZED I
STARTED WATCHING HER. SHE WAS SAYING "JASON,
WHERE ARE YOU?", "OH THERE
YOU ARE". MIND YOU SHE IS A 2 YR OLD. I CONSTANTLY
SEEN HER LOOKING OFF
BEHIND ME AND THEN LOOK AT ME, THEN LOOK BACK AGAIN.
SHE WOULD EVEN GIVE ME
A LITTLE GRIN SOMETIME AS IF "IT" WERE GIVING ME
BUNNY EARS OR SOMETHING. I
NEVER DID SEE THIS SPIRIT OR WHATEVER IT MAY
BE, BUT I FEEL AS IF THIER WAS
SOMETHING THERE. I HAD OTHER OCCCURENCES
ALSO, LIKE ONE DAY I CHECKED MY
CALLER I.D. BOX WHEN I GOT HOME FROM BEING
OUT. THERE WAS A NUMBER I HADNT
RECOGNIZED SO I CALLED IT BACK. AN OLDER
WOMAN ANSWERED THE PHONE, I ASKED
HER IF SHE DIALED THE WRONG NUMBER, SHE
SAID NO ,SOMEBODY HAD CALLED HER FROM
MY HOME AND HUNG UP ON HER AND SHE
*69ed IT. I WAS NOT HOME AND I LIVE ALONE
WITH MY BABY. WHO CALLED HER
THEN? THE NEXT DAY MY PHONE RANG AND IT WAS A
GUY ASKING IF I HAD PAGED
HIM, I SAID NO, WHAT NUMBER DOES IT SAY AND HE
REPEATED MY NUMBER BACK.
I KNOW I DIDNT DO IT. ALSO ONE MORNING I GOT UP TO
GO TO THE BATHROOM
AND DECIDED TO CHECK MY CALLER I.D. BECAUSE I DONT ALWAYS
HEAR THE PHONE
RING WHEN I AM ASLEEP. MY MOTHERS NUMBER WAS IN THERE, SHE
CALLED ONLY
5 MINUTES BEFORE I GOT UP, THE PHONE CALLWAS AT 11:12AM I GOT
UP AT 11:19.
I CALLED HER BACK TO SEE WHAT SHE WANTED, ALSO WONDERING WHY
SHE WASNT
AT WORK. NO ON ANSWERED. I PAGED HER, SHE CALLED BACK ASKIN WHAT
I WANTED.
I TOLD HER I WAS CALLING HER BACK, SHE CALLED AT 11:12, just a
little while
ago. she told me she hasnt been home all day,she was at work and
still
was. WHO CALLED THEN? OH YEAH, ALSO DURING THE SAME WEEK MY PHONE RANG
AND I ANSWERED IT. NO ONE ANSWERED ME SO I JUST SAT AND LISTENED TO THE
BACK
ROUND NOISES, I HEARD A BABY. SO I KEPT ON LISTENING, I THEN HEARD
MY
FRIENDS VOICE TELLING HER DAUGHTER " STOP IT" THEN SHE PICKED UPTHE
PHONE
AND SAID "HELLO?" I WAS LIKE "YEAH?" THEN SHE SAID " I DIDNT EVEN
HEAR MY
PHONE RING" I SAID " THATS BECAUSE YOU CALLED ME" SHE SAID "
NO I DIDNT,
THE ONLY REASON I EVEN PICKED UP THE PHONE IS BECAUSE I SEEN
THAT THE "IN
USE"LIGHT WAS ON SO I WAS JUST CHECKING TO SEE IF THERE WAS
A DIAL TONE". GO
FIGURE THAT ONE OUT. I HAVE OTHER STORIES FROM THAT
APARTMENT WHICH I DO NOT
MIND SHARING.
This story was submitted by: Lilnina
Weird Things
This story came from my mother and I know she was not lying.She says
that when I was at my fathers house she layed my baby brother down for a
nap.When she came downstairs to our dining room,she says that she saw a
dark figure low to the ground that resembled a mouse and it moved very
quickly.
About two weeks later she layed down my brother and i was with my dad
again.She was walking when she came to the spot where she saw the mouse
figure and suddenly the same thing came and whooshed by her face!I asked
her what it smelled like and she said it smelled like fresh air.
This is another similar thing to what happened to my mother.It
happened to my father.He says that one night he woke up to hear his door
sqeaking!So he got up with his weapon and went to see who did it because
he thought it was robberers.He checked around the house and found no
one.He went back up to his room to go to sleep but he could not.Then he
says a tall black blobish thing came into his room and it wasn't a
shadow because it moved so quickly.He stared at it as it came around his
bed.H says he could feel air moving around him.
This story was submitted by: bigdaisie
Ouija Board
When I was about 15 or 16, (I am almost 21 now) I was staying at a friends house and we were really into ghosts and stuff like that. I even had a ouija board. One night after playing the ouija board we went to sleep. I'd say at about 2:30 am I woke up and felt completely paralyzed. I could not move or even speak. I had been sleeping on the floor and my friend was sleeping in her twin bed. It felt like something had passed through me and all I could see was black. The blackness looked like it was passing over me the same way it was passing through my body. I tried to yell for my friend, but nothing came out. My mouth would move, but no sound. Finally whatever was passing through me was gone and I called out my friends name and she woke up and I climbed into bed with her, even though she was in a twin size bed. When I finally calmed down I closed my eyes and the feeling started to come over me again. I immediately opened my eyes and it stopped. I laid there for about an hour before finally falling asleep. Nothing else happened to me that night. If anyone else has ever gone through something like this or has any information about this I would really appreciate it. Thank you.
This story was submitted by: Brenda
Bumps In The Nights
i live in the uk .when i was a small boy the house my family lived in felt strange almost... scary... at night when i was in bed i used to here a noise like something being dropped and bouncing to a stop in the loft .....once it stopped bouncing it would roll from one end of the ceiling to the oether stopping at the other end with a load bump .....each nite it would start again but always start at the same point and finsh at the other end......this went on for years and i grew used to it ........then one day when me and my brother were big enough we got some old drawers together on top of each other and we climbed through the hatch into the loft .....we found many things an old victorian doll a tin aeroplane an old train set and some old postcard's.but the main thing i found was a golf ball witch i put in my pocket .....once i had took the ball from the loft i never heard the noise again ........i often wonder what or who was playing with that ball........i think back to those days and i know i didnt imagine it..........has left me with an open mind about the afterlife.
This story was submitted by: Gary
Mom's Visitor
My father died at home with his kids and wife by his bed side. About a
week after dad passed away my mom told me she saw a light red and glowing
over her bed. She said she was not afraid of the light, and she ask out
loud Dad is that you, and she said she heard Dads voice reply yes mama
it's me. The light stayed for about a month and then disappeared.
Several
instances of dads apperance and vocal replies were experienced by
various members of out family. Mom fell asleep one night in the recliner
and was awaken by someone touching her shoulder and dads voice telling
her it was time to go to bed. My nephew , who was staying with my mother
at the time came home late one night and was confronted by a white clad
figure in his bedroom reaching out to him. He swares to this day that it
was his grandpa. I was at my mothers one morning and the shower was
running in the bathroom. The bathroom door was shut and we assumed it was
my nephew taking a shower. This went on for about an hour, the shower
still running. My mother was getting irritated at the amount of hot
water being used. So I went to the bathroom door and knocked and called
out to my nephew to hurry up. My nephew came out of his bedroom wanting
to know what I was talking about. The water suddenly turned off in the
bathroom, so I opened the door and no one was there. But I could smell
my dads aftershave.
This story was submitted by: whitewitch
The Mystery Man
This is a really short story but here it is, one day when I was 12 my grandparents had to go to the store for a second,so I just sat down and watched a horror movie and when it was over I decided to call my friend because I was a little spooked (remember we have just built this house so it was all new to me). Anyways I hopped up on my bed and called her. We talked for a little while and then something made me look up and I saw a person dash away like he was scared that I saw him.And it was like he was glowing but you could not see the details of his face just the outline of his body and him glowing on the inside.Then my friend said she had to go but I begged her to stay on so she stayed on the line. I didnt tell her because it would make me really scared. So she was talking about her day and I was just saying O.K. . Then she asked why are you talking so wierd and I said just a little scared because im all alone.Or was I?
This story was submitted by: Jeff
The Barking Dog
Well heres my second but not last story, I was still 12 and I was about to go have dinner just then I saw a dog out the corner of my eye.So the next thing I did was turn around because naturally I thought it was my dog Bama.When I turned around to pet him he vanished and I started calling his name, then my Grandparents said he's over here Jacki. Later that night I heard my dog barking practically all night.After that I never saw my ghost dog barking again.
This story was submitted by: Jeff
The Carpet
When I was about ten my grandpa and I were going home from the store,on our way my grandpa saw a roll of carpet on the side of the street. I guess a trucker droped it or somthing he told me, so he pulled over and put the carpet in the back of our truck. On the way home he was telling me where he was going to put it. Well night came and my grandpa was working away on the floor. He was putting it in my room. I dont know what time I fell asleep but when I woke up the carpet wasnt ther it. So I ran down staires to aske him what had happed to the carpet.He told me that around three in the morning he had finished and went to the bathroom when he came out he had saw a little old man in a wheelchair sitting with his fist under his chin looking out the window crying. So my grandpa had figured that the carpet must have come from a nursing home. so he tore it out . I'am eightteen now and too this day when I think back about it it creeps me out big time.
This story was submitted by: Linda
Haunted House
here is my third story and it also took place when my step brother Ryan was here and I think its been a kid all along because it only happrns when my parents are gone.And only I can see them,so here go's, I was still 12 and he was 8,and we were attempting to make a haunted house in one of the spare bedrooms,and my parents had to go to the department store.It was getting close to the time we were suposed to show it to our family.Just then I remembered my stuff to do our scary makeup was in my purse downstairs so I asked him to go get it because I was busy with something else.Then all of a sudden he came running up the stiars saying the "The thing that holds the paper towels just rolled around by its self !". And both he and I scared, jumped up on my bed and I just turned on my T.V. and we watched some.Well, we didn't get to watch much T.V.when we heard footsteps they were 2 at time then they would stop for about a minute and go again. Thats when we pulled the blanket over our heads.Next, about 5 minutes later we heard a sound like a dog howling but lighter and much more inocent sounding.We were both crying at that point,then we saw our door shaking back and forth back and forth.And the last thing that happened was when Ryan saw that my ribbon that was lying on my floor earlier was now on my door knob.When my parents got home we ran down the stairs jumping over some of the steps. we ran into my moms arms crying.
