Comments on: 10 Points For The Best Real Life Ghost Story!!?

By: missy

missy — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 13:23:03 +0000

an old witch inside a dark forest is too much busy creating the “spell of manners” by stiring a big pot filled with “yellow cheese” and pouring on them “yellow snow” little by little while whispering your name..eddie…eddiieee…

By: dccuttie

dccuttie — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 12:01:51 +0000

I live in a house that has a lot of wierd activity. The wierdest so far was one night, I was asleep in bed and I had a wierd dream. I woke up, and there was a swirly black thing on my wall, about an inch away from it. I found that I couldn’t move(I was awake, I would know). Out of the swirly thing came a black cloaked figure carrying a sword-looking thing. It advanced towards me. My cat was in the window growling(or whatever they do) the entire time. My cat hissed all of a sudden, and the figure turned towards him. I got up and ran out of my room and into my living room, turning on lights as I went. I slept on the couch for the rest of the night.
Another otherworldly experience I’ve had is when me, my friend, and my sister went for a walk at about ten at night. We walked along this street that goes right in front of the railroad tracks, and the street lamps started to flicker. We ran to the end of the street and felt nautious and dizzy. When we went home, I told my mom about it, and she said that the street that happened on had been the street rachael runyan had lived on. A couple of days ago, me, my sister, and my gay friend decided to hold a seance where we had encountered the entity. We stood in the same spot, and asked for it to show itself. we heard some noises, but they could have been caused by the people that live there. anyway, on the way home, we were followed by something that didn’t manifest itself. my friend, however, saw a were-wolf-looking thing that stalking us. we walked home, and it followed us clear to my front yard, where I forbade that it follow us anymore. Its still outside though.
If you want anymore first-hand ghost stories, e-mail me at randomninja45@yahoo.com.

By: mistic_e

mistic_e — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 08:06:41 +0000

we had just moved into these apt. i was about 7 and my i was looking in the closet. i saw a young boy bleeding and crying a lot. he said he was shout. my mom was doing my sisters hair. i sreamed for her and she ran into the room. she asked me why i was sreaming, and i couldnt speak i just pionted. my sister came and started sreaming to. my mom couldnt see anything. she just toke us out of the apt. and ran. she went to the neighbors house and told them wat happened. the neighbor told us that a few weeks ago a man was shot by a gang. he ran inside the apt. and hide. i’ve been tramitized ever since.

By: littleon

littleon — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 05:28:15 +0000

What’s up? Well when I was younger me and my mom use to live in these apt’s in M.D called Belford Towers and we use to see this man commin out of my room and this little girl sitting on our couch like if we just walk in the house,well my mom was a single parent and those bldg’s was suppose to be really nice for back then.See my mom wanted to live somewhere nice so she could leave me in the house by myself if she had to because she was a section chief for the federal govt. I was about 12 or 13 at the time.Anyways my mom left for work one morning as she always did about 6 a.m the only difference this time I was in the house alone,so I got up and put cartoons on and sat on the couch in the living room an about 20 minutes after my mom left out the activity began I heard a loud bang and glass breaking my mom mirror was on the floor broke and you would have had to lift this mirror up because it sat in slides behind the dresser and then I started hearing running down the hallway and peolple talking and laughing.Well when my mom got home that eve.I explained what happened.She said she knew all the time but did’nt want to scare me.S he went to the rental office the next morning and they told her calmly oh yeah these bldg’s was built on top of a old cemetary they just removed the tombstones.My mom was shocked these was 12 story bldg’s,well my mom called these people from this place called the Egar Kasey foundation and they came to our apt and said the whole area all 4 bldg’s had live non stop activity going on.They told my mom not to try and force them out because they will bring others back with them that was more powerful.I’m 30 now and when I go home to visit I ride pass Belford Towers just to see how it looks and now that I’m older you can tell the place isn’t right,but if you don’t know what is going on there you would’nt be able to put your finger on it. This is a true story and people that lived there when I was a kid some of them still reside there my mom keep in touch with them and they say there just use to it now.

By: ginalhan

ginalhan — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 02:31:04 +0000

Where to begin, I’ve had soo many. Well lets see, It was about 2 years ago I was with my best friend and we went to visit this guy that lived in a very old part of town. Geez I can remember the feeling I had as we got closer to the door (since a very young age I’ve learned that I’m very sensitive to the energies). It was like a 100 pound person was sitting on my chest and shocks of energy shoot up my hands and arms. I looked at my friend and she looked at me, I guess she noticed something going on since it had not been the first time this happend. Anyway, as I started walking past the kitchen my “spidy sence” went crazy, I wanted to run as fast as I could but I stood my ground, of course I didnt want this cute guy thinking i was crazy or something. So I asked for a glass of water to see if i could just chill out for a second. So from where I was sitting I had my back to a hallway (totally against my normal ways, it happens to freak me out to do that) but that day i did it. In the middle of a conversation I started about his art works, I heard my name whispered, In the back of my mind I knew what was comming but I turned anyway and as I did.. This tiny hallway was soo full of spirits of many diferent times and races. It actually looked as if not one more would fit. they all had one thing in common, I couldnt see their feet, funny who your mind rushes to pick up on as much detail in situations like this. All I could say was “Dios mio que muchos espiritus hay aqui” translation “My God what a lot of spirits are in this place” There was one old man in particular that called my atention. I started talking real fast about all the images that flooded my mind, when i looked back at the guy, much to my horror he looked at me as if I had just climbed of a spaceship, my heart sunk as I kept telling him “its behind the dresser” when finally he got up and checked he found much to his surprise a “board” his room mate had been using to “make contact”. Remember the old man I mentioned, well he told me “tell him the doorway must be clossed” so like an idiot I did. All this time my friend was watching with this shocked look on her face. Of course he said that he didnt believe in that junk and at the very moment he said that a picture that had been haging on the wall of the next room crashed against the wall on the other side. Needless to say my friend and myself got out of there, the last I knew of the guy he had moved out of the place after his room mate tried to commit suicide.

By: draciron

draciron — Wed, 10 Feb 2010 22:11:36 +0000

My Dad bought his ‘dream house’ when I was 13. It happened to be about 1/4 mile from the house I grew up in. The house was already about 145 years old when we got it. I had no idea of the history of the place other that it was build by the family that the road it was on was named after.
During the first year we had to remodel the whole interior of the house before we could even move in. It is in a very rural area and at that time I used to go on walks in the afternoons. Before long I found myself always walking to our ‘new’ house without knowing why. (I didn’t have a key so I couldn’t get in.) One day I looked up into the window that was in my future room and there was a little girl looking out at me. I was convinced that my parents were there showing someone the house. The door was locked and no cars around anywhere. When I looked back at the window the little girl was gone. I saw her several times over several weeks but I didn’t tell anyone, I knew my Mother would think I was crazy.
After we moved in my Grandmother came to spend the night and she stayed in my room with me. The next morning she told my Mother that she had woke up in the middle of the night and saw a little girl rubbing my legs. (Weird thing…at the time I had blood clots in my legs and often couldn’t sleep due to muscle spasms. They had mysteriously gotten better after we moved in.)
We still didn’t tell anyone about this yet I had at least 4 other people who say they have seen the same little girl in my room.
Years later I found out that the family who built the house had a little girl that was disabled somehow and that she had been kept locked in the room I slept in with little attention or love. In those days that’s what people did unfortunately.
I have always wondered if she was just trying to give me the love and attention she never got.
Lots more stories about her but I have rambled enough.

By: alias101

alias101 — Wed, 10 Feb 2010 15:41:13 +0000

My sister lived in a house in mesquite texas that was very evil.Every night her children would have bad bad dreams and at night maggets would crawl on the kitchen floor.Her room mate stayed in the room that had the worst activity in it she got so scared that she started sleeping with her bible but the ghost tore it up into shredds,no joke.My mom finally bought the kids cross necklaces and it left them alone but finally my sister left.I would have left the first night.She went back to the house and talked with the new people that lived there and the woman was not bothered because she said she was a witch and it didnt have the power it had had with my siser.

By: ?

Wed, 10 Feb 2010 10:34:39 +0000

I moved into a house built in 1949 a couple years ago. Awesome house. Everybody who enters imediately remarks that it’s haunted. Parts of the house in Texas heat are chilly even before the power was turned on while the rest of the house was 90 degrees or more. You feel a prescence when you enter the house, many people have remarked on that. The band I played with who practiced here even named the ghost. There are 3 that I am aware of actually. Beyond the normal bumps in the night, moved objects and such atributed to ghosts at least 10 people have physically seen at least one of the ghosts. A few others have commented but I tend to view thier experience as tainted. This is 10 or more who had no prior suggestion the place was haunted.
One day while I was half asleep the lady of the house talked to me. She showed me how the origional kitchen looked. Showed me the backyard as it looked in her day. I also got to see how I suspect she died. A man hopped the fence and came to her back door. The terror she felt was vivid. I woke up before she could complete the story but I’ve seen it a couple times, always as I’m dozing off or after I just wake up. In general she is a super friendly motherly kind of lady. She haunts the kitchen in particuler. People see her walking back and forth there. She is also the most commonly seen ghost here.
The old guy in the bathroom is more of a felt prescence. Nobody has seen him but he’s obviously there and very responsive. Think about him when he’s listening and he’ll do tricks like knock the light cover off and knock objects off the counter. He’s not a happy ghost though and many people are scared to use the upstairs bathroom and won’t even enter it alone.
The third ghost might even be the old lady in a younger guise. She is normally only seen in the living room and downstairs bathroom. She is young, well dressed and can appear very suddenly and is gone just as sudenly. One minute the room is empty, the next it gets chilly and she’s standing there right before you. Seconds later gone. Even before you can turn away. You don’t really feel her in the living room unless she appears and only certain days, rainy ones in particuler does she see noticable in the bathroom.

By: ?

Wed, 10 Feb 2010 10:24:10 +0000

I work in public safety. Several years ago a police officer was killed in the line of duty in the city I work for. He walks around the building all the time. You can hear him opening doors all the time and I always see him out of the corner of my eye. Not scary but true.

By: dr_dr_ev

dr_dr_ev — Wed, 10 Feb 2010 05:10:59 +0000

I see people through to the other side. At one time I had I believe 39 people all ages and ethnicities….in half ectoplasm in my living room..and there was an arched doorway to my left..however, the wall was blank in reality…it was an arch of white wood, rounded at the top and covered with white roses, I had some entities stay night after night, including, on account of their attire, children from abroad from I believe boarding schools…..Men from the Civil War, Black men who took off their hats (3 of them) and seemed to be on steps leading down to my left. They bowed their heads to me to thank me.to this day i know not what i did back then.I ONLY know I was “somewhere”…and I helped them all.. by the way, to my left there were NO steps going down…in a matter of time..I simply sat and wished them all well…and they “Seem,ed to glean from me thei debts of gratitude at my being a conduit” for them to go ON FINALLY …now I am doing automatic handwriting in another language…..some of it I can decipher. I claim NO PRETENSE at this. I only knw that I have had messagews for others since before Icouild really talk. Ok..this is quite enough for now, Ido NOT want hate mail.