Anyone have a good ghost story to tell?
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This is real..  My husband does not believe in the supernatural although I think this incident really had an impact on him.  On going to work he saw one of his workmates as usual pedaling to work as he always did on the side track adjacent to the road.  Soon afterwards he mentioned something about the man only to be told that that could not be possible as he had recently passed away and his funeral was that afternoon..  My husband swears to me he saw him and that he was rattled for the rest of the day..
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I do... I'll tell you about two experiences. One happened to my sister and one to me.\n\nThe first was my sister... She was going through a difficult time in her marraige, and was spending quite a bit of time at a local bar. One night she was just sitting by herself, and a young couple came up and started talking to her. The woman didn't give her name, but the man's name was John. They were very nice and they talked with her for a long time. A couple months later, my sister went to my parents' house. My parents collect old pictures of relatives and display these in their home. They had just received a new picture of my great-grandfather when he was a young man. When my sister saw the picture she was shocked. It was the young man from the bar! She had never met our great-grandfather and the only pictures she ever saw were from when he was very old, so she could not possibly have made this up. She believes that he and the woman (who my sister thinks is our great-grandmother) were sent to help her.  And yes, his name is John. \n\nThe second story is mine. I was staying at my sister's new house, which I had never been to. We were up late at night and she asked me if I wanted to see the basement. I immediately said NO! She asked why and I responded, "There are dead people there." She finally encouraged me to go downstairs and show her where I thought the dead people were. I walked to a wall and pointed... Without thinking, I said, "They are in there." At the time, I thought I was wrong because this was a solid brick wall, and I didn't understand how anybody could be "in" it. But I kept getting the sense that there were people in there. My sister told me that that wall had been put up after the house was built, and it sealed a small room. She said that the legend says that there WERE people buried in there. I didn't know any of this before, and I had never been to the house. So, something led me to that secret room!\n\nThose are my stories. I'm interested to read the other ones you get.
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One time on a camping trip I was walking back from the bathrooms at that moment right between day and night and I saw someone walk across the front of the site and stop behind a tree. So I figure one of the people is going to jump out and try to surprise me, so I pull out my flashlight, walk up to the tree, turn on the light, and there's no one there.\n\nAs a child the chandelier used to swing from side to side, and the radio would turn on by itself in the middle of the night.\n\nOne time I was alone in a house, and I felt a presence. I looked a mobile hanging motionless, and said, "If there is anyone else here, make the mobile spin." The next moment, the mobile began to spin.\n\nI rarely ever actually see ghosts, but one time I was driving into Ponca State Park to set up a Pagan festival, and the sides of the road were lined with spirits. All standing there, calmly welcoming us back.
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I lived with a ghost for around 4 months before it became too violent for me..and I had to leave..There were many occurances every day..and night..and I thought it to be rather "cool" living with a ghost..I woke up one night and actually saw an apparition at the bottom of my bed...\nIt was not long after that..the violence began..and I got outta there.. I have ended up back to that very house 4 times since I moved very far away..and of those 4 times  ending up back there..none was my doing......and for each time..the vehicle I was a passanger in died..the engine just stopped..as soon as we began proceeding down the same block as the house...\nParanormal is all around us...Many look at it differently because we cannot explain it...so..it is considered by many as phoney and non-real..people are scared of what they cannot understand..but..from my experiences in this life time..I can assure you...it is all REAL..life certainly is full of endless surprises..just waiting to be found out.
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Write it down, everything you can remember--time, moon phase, date, etc.  If you want to share it with people, fine. If not, keep it to yourself. Someday you might hear about someone looking for that sort of experience and you can share it with them.  Lots of people write books on paranormal experiences and are looking for true stories. If there's a local place that investigates such phenomena, you can give them a call and see if anyone else has seen something similar in the same area. (I happen to have the Warrens, who are famous ghosthunters, in my state.)
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yes once I stayed in a house that had a strange tale that a child ghost appeared and enticed a member of the family to a deep pit and hence drowned...this had happened once only in the late 1800s. The inquest into the death was inclonclusive as to whether it was suicide or accidental death - due to sleepwalking. The story gained added credence because another member of the family 20 years later was nearly enticed by the same apparition but came to his senses before walking into the pit. The pit is actually an open well at the end of the estate.\n\nI was alone in this house one weekend, because I was planning to stay a week studying in the house by myself. I need solitude to study. Well the first night I heard a noise in the corridor and whilst trying to investigate it I managed to lock myself out in the dark corridor\n\nit was quite spooky but I kept telling myself that this is so funny and tried to see the humour in this, and tried to find the proverbial black cat in the dark corridor. \n\nThe light switches are on the other side of the corridor...so in the darkness I finally broke a side door and got out of the corridor and by doing that I bruised my shoulder quite badly. \n\nI guess the noise and locking myself out separately can be excluded as mundane events, but in that corridor I just felt so confined and at the same time it was quite chilly despite it being such a warm evening.\n\nThree years later, a priest visiting this house announced that there was a spirit and said he would exorcise it. He moved about the house and starting digging at a place in the garden. The strangest thing is this was the first time he had come to the house, well he found deep (about a feet deep) a doll with steel pins in it and also a small vial of what looked like ash and blood.\n\nIt was quite old - so maybe the voodoo doll was buried by an enemy against someone living in the house decades ago. Anyway, the place they found it was near the corridor...so it was quite freaky...\n\nand I was completely lucid the whole time, that is I hadn't taken any substance...\n\nLast year I visited another house, and felt a lot of disquiet or evil whenever I passed one particular room in the house. Apparently this was the room where the gentleman of the house kept his videos and entertained his friends. Who knows what else he did in that room...\n\nNow, I never disregard these feelings and act on it.\n\nI even feel it sometimes from people...
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There's a homework help page on delaware.gov that might give you some ideas. One I can think of are the different ghost stories from the Governors mansion.
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http://www.ghoststudy.com/\ngo to galleries\ngot live gost cams\nlook for shadow people
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I tend to distinguish between ghosts and spirits. When people think of haunted houses, they tend to think of ghosts (I tend to think of them as psychic echoes), whereas my house is filled with spirits. I love my household spirits. They're my kind of spirits. Very wonderful to have around. So I don't really have many stories about them because they're just so darned good. Mostly, everything in this house works better and lasts longer than normal, like the 27 year old water heater I just replaced. \n\nBut I imagine that what you really want are some good stories, so here are a few of mine.\n\nOne time on a camping trip I was walking back from the bathrooms at that moment right between day and night and I saw someone walk across the front of the site and stop behind a tree. So I figure one of the people is going to jump out and try to surprise me, so I pull out my flashlight, walk up to the tree, turn on the light, and there's no one there.\n\nAs a child the chandelier used to swing from side to side, and the radio would turn on by itself in the middle of the night.\n\nOne time I was alone in a house, and I felt a presence. I looked a mobile hanging motionless, and said, "If there is anyone else here, make the mobile spin." The next moment, the mobile began to spin.\n\nI rarely ever actually see ghosts, but one time I was driving into Ponca State Park to set up a Pagan festival, and the sides of the road were lined with spirits. All standing there, calmly welcoming us back.\n\nMy grandmother died while my niece was in utero. After my niece was born, she would look up at areas where no one was standing, and laugh and giggle. We all knew that she was looking at gramma, so we never showed her any pictures. Finally, at about a year old, she could speak, and my sister showed her the family photo album. My niece picked out her photo and said, "That's Old Gramma."
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I know my mom and dad's house is haunted and I think mine is occasionally. The other night my husband went to work and about ten minutes after he left I heard a door close (no one else was home) that we normally keep open. Then our dog actually got up thinking my husband returned when he heard the door shut. I could not see the door from where I was so I did not get up from the kitchen table. Our dog looked down the hallway toward the door and just stared for about three minutes. I called my husband to make sure he did not come back in and he was already at work. We also have a light in our family room that constantly flickers- our house is not that old so I wonder. \nBut at my parents house when I was 15 my mom called up to me that dinner was ready- I was napping in my bed but could not get up -a force held me down and would not let me answer her. My bedroom was once my grandmother's master bedroom where she gave birth to 12 children 2 of whom died at birth in that room. I also had and uncle who died in the house a the age of 26 from black lung (coal in his lungs (something like that)This experience came after I painted the walls of the bedroom and took off layers of old wallpaper. I never told anyone right away about being held down but it scared the crap out of me. I told my neice who comes to visit about it and last year she stayed in the same room with her boyfriend. She asked to stay at my house after the first night because her boyfriend got up in the middle of the night hungry. My mom left some chicken for him in an upstairs kitchen that is no longer used(was once an apt.) He could not find a trash can in the upstairs kitchen because it is not longer used as a kitchen. He left the plate (with some bones still on it on a counter so as not to disturb anyone by walking downstairs with it. When he walked out the door slammed behind him as he reached the bedroom down the hall. He was so frightened he woke up my neice and the two of them could not sleep the rest of the night. \nI believe in ghosts after hearing other stories from relatives and co-workers and have thought about having a group of local ghost researchers go to my mom's house. Nothing done yet though.
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pray.....exorcist........move.......call ghosts busters!!!!
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i think asian ghost stories are the freakiest out there.\ni've just read this japanese one and it gave me chills like no other:\n\nThis took place in the old days when the houses in Japan still used paper sheets for walls and doors. A young business man was traveling through town after a day of hard work. He though he could make it back home but it got dark before he knew it. He didn't want to waste time going back to the town for shelter and thought perhaps he could find a house down the road. Lucky for him, he saw a glimmer of light a little ways off the road and decided to try asking for shelter there. He came upon this little hut and knowcked on the door. An old man came out and asked if he could be of any help. "Would you be so kind to let me stay tonight? I will pay you for a room."\n\n"Nonsense! I'll be happy to let you stay. I don't many visitors out here. Come on in!" Te old man said. He gave the young man food and told him he could have the spare room. While walking to his appointed room, the young man noticed another room right next to his. Saying thanks to the kind old man, the young man went into his room. After he blew out the candle to go to sleep, the young man heard a soft melodic sound from the next room. It sounded like someone singing. Being curious, he crawled to the wall, wet his finger, and poked a little hole in the wall (remember the wall was made of rice paper). He peeked into the hole and saw the most beautiful woman dancing and singing, her long black hair covered one side of her face. He looked away from the wall and thought to himself, why didn't the old man introduce them? He decided to look back into the hole but all he saw was a red glow and nothing else. Maybe he was dreaming, he thought, and decided to go back to bed.\n\nThe next morning, the young man was waken up to eat breakfast. While they were both seated, the young man asked his host who was the beautiful woman in the room next to his last night. The old man was shocked. "There's no one there. That was my daughter's room until she died. She was born with a disfigurement and could never find a suitor to marry her, so she ended her life in that room."\n\n"What was the disfigurement?"\n\n"She was born with one red eye."\n\nShe was staring at him with her red eye through the peep hole when he was trying to look at her a second time! The young man decided not to reveal his story. He left as soon as he was done eating and thanked the old man once again for giving him shelter.
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I have seen and heard quite a bit.  I investigate the paranormal and also live in a house with some activity.  \n\nI have quite a bit of EVP (Electronic Voice Phenomenon) recorded.  Just two nights ago, I recorded someone saying, "Go back", "Interesting" and "Can you hear that?".  The recording also includes kids laughing, moans and someone blowing gently into the mic.\n\nI once saw a drop of water fall from the bathroom ceiling into a bowl in the tub.  I even heard it land and saw ripples.  There was no sign of water on the ceiling and the bowl was nowhere near the faucet.\n\nI saw my daughter standing across my bedroom staring at me.  I looked away and looked back.  She was still there.  I did that again and she was gone.  It wasn't my daughter because she is very afraid of the upstairs.  She senses a presence that doesn't want her up there.  Besides, I would have heard her go up and down the sqeaky stairs.\n\nShe has seen a bearded man in army fatiques standing near her in the living room.  Also, in her bedroom, was a little girl in a white dress messing with the blinds.\n\nMy 2 yr old son was in my bedroom and told me he saw a "ghost dog".  He ran and hid under my covers.  He wouldn't come out for quite some time and wouldn't let me talk about the dog.
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Ghost? whos got to belive it
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When I was younger I lived in house with a ghost... I Always heard weird stuff and my belongings would be moved around. I never really knew the house was hunted untill after we moved out my father was talking about it.I was shocked other vistors also said they had experinces like mine and some even closer incounters. I rember at night i would here something and get so secard I would freez and not move till i fell a sleep and woke up the next day. I would hear people walking and no one would be there. come to find out the ghost was pretty nice. I think it was girl.
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One time on a camping trip I was walking back from the bathrooms at that moment right between day and night and I saw someone walk across the front of the site and stop behind a tree. So I figure one of the people is going to jump out and try to surprise me, so I pull out my flashlight, walk up to the tree, turn on the light, and there's no one there.\n\nAs a child the chandelier used to swing from side to side, and the radio would turn on by itself in the middle of the night.\n\nOne time I was alone in a house, and I felt a presence. I looked a mobile hanging motionless, and said, "If there is anyone else here, make the mobile spin." The next moment, the mobile began to spin.\n\nOne time I was driving into Ponca State Park to set up a large camping gathering, and the sides of the road were lined with spirits. All standing there, clearly visible to everyone, calmly welcoming us back.\n\nOn another camping trip, we felt a spirit near the bon-fire. We had a ring of 40 tiki-torches around the bonfire. It was a still and windless night, but all the tiki flames near the spirit bent in. One of the people in the circle had a fancy camera. After the campout she went to get the film developed, and all the photos from before the visitor turned out, but after that all the film was blank. She took the camera in to be repaired. The repairman asked if she'd been in a nuclear power plant. All the innards were fried from electromagnetism\n\nMy grandmother died while my niece was in utero. After my niece was born, she would look up at areas where no one was standing, and laugh and giggle. We all knew that she was looking at gramma, so we never showed her any pictures. Finally, at about a year old, she could speak, and my sister showed her the family photo album. My niece picked out her photo and said, "That's Old Gramma."\n\nI have no alien stories
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Yes, ghosts are real.  I have felt them, and I have dealt with several of these poor souls.  \nHere's one story, but it isn't much, it's something that happened to me:\nMy good friend Tyler was killed in a car accident in fall of '99.  The last time we spoke, I told him that he HAD to come visit me in my new apartment.  He promised he would.  A few days after his funeral, in the middle of the night, I was awakened by the sound of someone coming into my apartment.  It sounded like the door opened, but it was still closed.  Whoever it was walked throughout the apartment, taking their sweet time, then they came and stood by me, where I was sleeping on the couch (one hand wrapped around my baseball bat).  \nI couldn't see them, but I could feel them.  It was Tyler, I know without a doubt.  After he was gone, I sat up and smoked a cigarette, wondering at what had just happened.  Then I went back to sleep, feeling very peaceful, and happy that Tyler had kept his promise, even in death.\nIn the morning, I started to think it was a dream...but there were three cigarette butts in my ashtray (I always emptied all of my ashtrays before going to bed).  Two were Marb Reds, which are what I smoke.  One was a Marb Light, which was what Tyler smoked.  \nCoincidence?  I think not.\nI have had other encounters with spirits (including more with Tyler), but that one is my favorite, because it was so personal.  No one else can back me up on it, but people can back me up on the others; they were there.