Ghost/Spirit thread

[daxwills]

I’ve been to eastern state penn, pennhurst, Salem, Exton witch house, and a whole list of “known spots” for paranormal activity. Definitely ran into some very weird unexplained crap. But I keep going to these locations hoping to see more. Wonder what that says about me.

[TWard]

My grandparents built a house in a rural part of Memphis in the 80s. Always felt something was going on in there when I was a kid. They stayed upstairs and I stayed downstairs and sometimes I would hear someone walking outside my door but knew for a 100% certainty that they were asleep upstairs. So I would lock my door. Sometimes heard taps on the windows. It creeped me tf out.

They also had this little clock thing and when it would begin a new hour, it would say “it is 5 o’clock PM” (the voice was also really loud). There was a button on it that you could press any time and it would tell you the time. One night, when I was way younger, I slept with my grandfather and my grandmother slept on the couch because it was comfortable for her back.... anyway, it’s like 3 or 4 something in the morning (it wasn’t beginning a new hour) and it goes off and for whatever reason, it was louder than it usually was and the sound echoed. It sounded like it was right by my ear but it was all the way in the living room. Woke all of us up. When I woke up in the morning a few hours later, I asked my grandmother about it and she had no idea how it happened. We were all obviously confused by it. That wasn’t the only time it happened but that’s the one that sticks out the most.

I was gonna make dinner one night and had bought all the ingredients (one was an onion). When I began cooking (no one was home but me), I could not find the onion to save my life and I knew exactly where I put it. I searched the kitchen for 15-20 minutes and no luck. So I went to the grocery store, came back, and there’s the first onion exactly where I put it earlier. I was so confused by that.

Also, my car started by itself a few days ago. That was.... weird. I drive a 2002 4Runner, not some 2017 Sonata. There’s only 1 key to the car and I have it. I’m still really befuddled by that.

[hairysasquatch]

Originally Posted by TWard

My grandparents built a house in a rural part of Memphis in the 80s. Always felt something was going on in there when I was a kid. They stayed upstairs and I stayed downstairs and sometimes I would hear someone walking outside my door but knew for a 100% certainty that they were asleep upstairs. So I would lock my door. Sometimes heard taps on the windows. It creeped me tf out.

They also had this little clock thing and when it would begin a new hour, it would say “it is 5 o’clock PM” (the voice was also really loud). There was a button on it that you could press any time and it would tell you the time. One night, when I was way younger, I slept with my grandfather and my grandmother slept on the couch because it was comfortable for her back.... anyway, it’s like 3 or 4 something in the morning (it wasn’t beginning a new hour) and it goes off and for whatever reason, it was louder than it usually was and the sound echoed. It sounded like it was right by my ear but it was all the way in the living room. Woke all of us up. When I woke up in the morning a few hours later, I asked my grandmother about it and she had no idea how it happened. We were all obviously confused by it. That wasn’t the only time it happened but that’s the one that sticks out the most.

I was gonna make dinner one night and had bought all the ingredients (one was an onion). When I began cooking (no one was home but me), I could not find the onion to save my life and I knew exactly where I put it. I searched the kitchen for 15-20 minutes and no luck. So I went to the grocery store, came back, and there’s the first onion exactly where I put it earlier. I was so confused by that.

Also, my car started by itself a few days ago. That was.... weird. I drive a 2002 4Runner, not some 2017 Sonata. There’s only 1 key to the car and I have it. I’m still really befuddled by that.

First two not bad; calling BS on last 2.

[TWard]

Originally Posted by hairysasquatch

First two not bad; calling BS on last 2.

You can believe whatever you wanna believe. I have better things to do than lie about stuff like this on a trading card message board.

[HaystaK760]

in the 90s when I was about 13 my family and I were camping in Bishop, CA. we were camping right off the Owens River near a Indian burial ground. We were the only ones at this camp site that night. The fire was going and it was late at night. This big green orb appeared and went right through our campsite , hovered over the river and disappeared into the trees. Reappeared going up the hill to the crosses at the burial ground.

[dizzyduff13]

About 25 years ago we used to live in a town house. I always got a weird vibe in that house and I could never shake it. One night I was laying in bed trying to sleep. I suddenly felt someone pushing the mattress up from under the bed. I assumed it was my younger brother so I grabbed the bat I kept next to the bed and went to hit him. When I looked under the bed there was no one there. I looked across the room and he was sound asleep on the bunk bed he shared with my sister.

In the middle of the night we would also hear someone walking up the stairs. The noise would stop once it reached the second floor. You would then get the feeling as if someone was standing there watching you, although there wasn’t anybody physically there. I spoke to my mom about the incidents and she told me she had similar things happen to her at that house too.

There’s also been different occasions where I’ve seen spirits. What I’ve seen has not been anyone that I’ve ever known. Usually it happens late at night when I’m alone. The most vivid experiences came when I worked security at Cocoplum in Coral Gables. I worked the night shift and was required to stand at the gate, greeting everyone that entered the community. On different occasions I’d see someone walking towards the entrance gate between 2-4 am. I’d look at the clock to note the time, and when I looked back they vanished.

In my parents current home I’ve had the lights turn back on as I walked out of the room and have also had the feeling that someone was at the door just watching me. They have both cats and dogs and they’ve alerted to that feeling that I’ve had. Honestly it creeps me out more when the cats stare at the direction of the door and when the dog starts to growl for no reason. They almost seem like they’re fixed on something that I can’t see.

[IronMonkey415]

Some entity is rolling the toilet paper roll down to the floor every night

[daxwills]

Originally Posted by IronMonkey415

Some entity is rolling the toilet paper roll down to the floor every night

Do you live near a Taco Bell?

[Miss Lizzy]

Originally Posted by IronMonkey415

Some entity is rolling the toilet paper roll down to the floor every night

Did a cat ever die in your house?

[mjones6]

Too late so these will be short. Flipping old houses, I've run in to some creepy stuff.

One house where three unrelated people have died, always heard someone "walking" upstairs on hardwood floors. The house was in a trust and there were multiple people involved who would check in to see progress, BUT. I went up probably 25 times to check with no one there. Then one day met a creepy dude who was old, rather "off' in my opinion, and did not introduce himself. Two week later I saw his portrait on the wall at the business that owned the house..... he was the deceased owner.

Another house (about 100 years old), sanding the paint off of original doors, found the label "ward" on one of them, and then found "operating room" on another (both basement doors). The house had once served as a 'hospital' (which records show was a psyche ward). In the same house there were about 50 letters found... the only one anyone read was an admission to having killed a spouse and skipped town. Never read the other letters, although they are still in a box. That house (basement) was SPOOKY even before finding these things.

A third house had a upstairs bedroom we never went into (never needed any work) and was always cold. It had a monthly calendar hanging on the wall. After about 4 months working there, we went in that room. Looked at the calendar and it was on the current month, with all the days marked off in red marker. We took it outside, and had a "demons out" bonfire. No one has ever admitted to marking off that calendar.

Matt

[hairysasquatch]

Originally Posted by mjones6

Too late so these will be short. Flipping old houses, I've run in to some creepy stuff.

One house where three unrelated people have died, always heard someone "walking" upstairs on hardwood floors. The house was in a trust and there were multiple people involved who would check in to see progress, BUT. I went up probably 25 times to check with no one there. Then one day met a creepy dude who was old, rather "off' in my opinion, and did not introduce himself. Two week later I saw his portrait on the wall at the business that owned the house..... he was the deceased owner.

Another house (about 100 years old), sanding the paint off of original doors, found the label "ward" on one of them, and then found "operating room" on another (both basement doors). The house had once served as a 'hospital' (which records show was a psyche ward). In the same house there were about 50 letters found... the only one anyone read was an admission to having killed a spouse and skipped town. Never read the other letters, although they are still in a box. That house (basement) was SPOOKY even before finding these things.

A third house had a upstairs bedroom we never went into (never needed any work) and was always cold. It had a monthly calendar hanging on the wall. After about 4 months working there, we went in that room. Looked at the calendar and it was on the current month, with all the days marked off in red marker. We took it outside, and had a "demons out" bonfire. No one has ever admitted to marking off that calendar.

Matt

Wait, so the first one was a direct contact with a ghost??

Edit: BTW these blow TWard's out of the water.

[mjones6]

I've always believed in ghosts, etc... but not BELIEVED in GHOSTS. We worked in that house for a few months, and it was rather creepy... despite being bright, open, clean by comparison to some we've gutted, etc. Dude left the house to a local organization that he had started, and I though I had been to the organization offices before, I'd never met him. The organization is basically church / music / entertainment.

Same house as the "meeting" (which freaked me out enough to LEAVE when I saw that portrait) I had my buddy Larry trashing out the basement one Sunday morning. He started about 8 am and I got there at 11ish. First thing he said when I arrived was "I heard you upstairs earlier how come you didn't come get my breakfast order ? ((joking about breakfast))" I told him I wasn't there. He said he had heard me upstairs walking around and humming church music. He's not religious, and doesn't know songs, and had no idea at all about the former owner. Considering the dude that had died in the house had probably 1000 records (he old) of various hymns, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Amy Grant, etc....... Creeped me out totally that day too.

That was prior to 'meeting' the homeowner.

[L35guy]

The townhouse I moved into in December is part of a large neighborhood of townhouses that were originally built in the 1930s as Navy housing and then eventually converted. Supposedly, many of the homes have had paranormal activity for years. I'm sure this has to do with the fact there is a Civil War era cemetary smack dab in the middle, which of course my back yard backs up to

I haven't experienced anything ghostly but it looks creepy as hell at night. Not as scary as the two series of loud 9mm gunshots that woke me up at 3 am the other night though. I've heard shots in crappy places and nice neighborhoods I've lived, but never that close sounding.

[daxwills]

Let me tell the Gettysburg story. So my friend does reenactments. He owns a replica (working) cannon and is in an artillery group. When he does Gettysburg I often go along to take photos and video largely because a relative of mine died at the that battle. Anyways they set up two cannons. I’m recording, no big deal. Few days later I’m editing the video. You hear boom, boom, then a third boom. WTH, if it was like an echo shouldn’t they have both echoed? Never figured it out. No one remembers hearing a third shot at the time.

[TheFrenzy]

Nothing major, but yesterday evening I was in class sitting next to a friend. Fairly large classroom but there are only 12 in this course. So every sits up front in a semi-circle where its virtually impossible to walk up behind anyone.

At the exact same moment, both and I my buddy jerk our heads around because we clearly hear someone walking up behind us. I even saw something out of the corner of my eye.

No one there. Class is still going on.

We both stared at each other and mumbled, "you heard someone too, right?"

[Firerunner4]

My goodness, some of these stories are terrifying! I'd probably die if half of some of the stuff posted here happened to me!

1) In 2015, one of my best friends committed suicide. He was always a practical joker and had the best sense of humor I've ever come across. One of his favorite things to do was mess with his mom (in a fun way, they always pranked each other and had an amazing relationship). He would always get her going and it was hilarious, a few days before his viewing his mom had family and close friends ever to sit around, tell stories of him and eat. I was standing by the island in the kitchen talking to another friend of mine and I had a plate of pasta in my hands, I went to take a bite and I swear to god I lost feeling in my right hand and dropped the fork with the pasta on it onto his mothers pearl white kitchen runner rug leaving a huge sauce stain. I was 26 at the time and had never dropped anything like that in my life and haven't since. The way my hand felt when that happened had never happened before and has never happened again. Right after it hit the carpet, everyone there immediately said his name and started laughing, No doubt in my mind it was him still screwing with his mom, by staining her rug

2) The second story I have no doubt in my mind was him as well. We have two dogs, a Labradoodle who is out in the house 24/7 and an Australian Shephard/Pitbull mix we put in his crate when we aren't home for more than hour or two, because he gets a little too crazy unsupervised for a long period of time. He has a crate with both a front door and side door with two latches on each, one at the top and one at the bottom of each door. We also have a blanket we lay over his crate that covers him because our cats like to walk by and taunt him when he's in there. Well a few months ago we were going to go grocery shopping and run some errands. I put Watson in his crate with his lunch and water, latched the crate doors, covered his crate with the blanket and left. We came home a few hours later and Watson was laying on the couch next to his crate. The blanket was still perfectly over his crate like I had left it and both crate doors were still double latched. At first we thought he had to have broken out somehow but we checked every inch of his crate and not one thing was wrong with it, he is a 70 pound dog so he's not squeezing out of anything, let alone a crate with 1 inch gaps in the bars. Also, if he did somehow break out, the blanket would've been disturbed and it was 100% perfectly draped to the ground on all 4 sides without a wrinkle. My wife and I live alone in North Carolina and the closest family we have is 9 hours away in Pennsylvania, no one else has a key to our place so it's impossible someone came in and let him out, then perfectly covered his crate back. Also, he did not touch one thing or do anything bad when he was out and home alone (which has never happened lol). This happened in November, 2 weeks before the anniversary of my friends passing.

We have two dogs and two cats and he is the only one that ever does anything odd. Aside from the crate thing, he'll bark like someone is in our house when no one else is, every now and again he'll stare and growl at random parts of the room and you can't get him to look away from the direction he's looking/growling at even though nothing is there. Our other 3 pets don't do anything like that, the only difference is we had those 3 before he passed away and we got Watson a few a few months after

[Stifle]

The home I still live in built in 1930 had 2 occurrences within days nearly 2 decades ago. Was with my wife at the time at the dinner table just 30 feet away from the bathroom. Out of nowhere I hear the bath tub just flowing. First thought was a broken pipe and I was thinking Cr@p. It took me seconds to arrive only to watch as water was pouring into the tub. Figured it was just pressure but I had to turn the nozel 2 full twists.
A couple days later my ex was in the basement and told me that the light went out and she raced up the stairway because she felt uneasy. I went down and figured the light burned out only to realize that I pulled the cord and the light came back on again.

No Lie. Prayed to let whatever was occurring that it's ok to be with us and that if the occurrences could end that would be just as welcoming. Never had a occurrence after that, not a one. We can't always explain what is occurring around us but I feel that issue was resolved.

[papaperk]

Lived at a summer camp in Kentucky. Main building was an old converted hotel from approx 1900. 3 wings to the main building. Our living quarters were renovated in one wing with a kitchen, living room, dining room on main floor. Upstairs were three bedrooms and a bathroom. We would frequently hear steps walking the hall upstairs while we were sitting in the living room watching TV. You could even hear them on the steps as if they were coming down to the living room.
On one particular night while asleep I felt someone tapping on my feet. Looked toward the foot of the bed and there was a child's dress "standing" by my feet. No discernible features, just an old dress with bows and a ribbon tied at the waist. The type that girls wore with petticoats underneath. About the size of a seven or eight year old. Grabbed the covers, pulled them over my head and closed my eyes tightly. After about 15 minutes I looked again and the vision was gone, never to be seen again.
Not much longer after that a friend came over and we were hanging outside. It was the off season so no campers on the property. Came back in and mom asked us what we were doing in the "Faculty Wing" of the building since it was closed up. She had heard the door to that wing slam close, the hook that secured the door was swinging as if someone had just gone thru it and in the bathroom at the very end of the hall, the hot water was flowing full force into the tub. She thought it was us, but we had been outside. She never spoke of it again.
This is the building as it looked when we lived there...
https://www.whitemillschristiancamp....100_0377_1.jpg

This is what the building looked like back in it's heyday as a hotel....
http://www.epodunk.com/cgi-bin/creat...ardNum=4058717

The third floor was demolished as fire hazard when the property was converted into a summer camp. The stairwell leading to the third floor was still there, old wood steps, trim and all. The doors leading to it were always locked but that didn't keep "noises" from being heard as if tenants still were wandering the halls.

[awz50]

People believe in this stuff?!?!?

[IronMonkey415]

Sometime in the middle of the night I can't get up. It felt like something was sitting on my chest and holding me down.

[IronMonkey415]

Let go back to that toilet paper situation I mention up there.

The bar that was holding the toilet paper was loose, that is why the toilet paper fall out and started to roll out to the hallway. Glad that was nothing paranormal.

[RAV2773]

Originally Posted by IronMonkey415

Sometime in the middle of the night I can't get up. It felt like something was sitting on my chest and holding me down.

I think that's called sleep paralysis

[majestik101]

Originally Posted by RAV2773

I think that's called sleep paralysis

Or Boo's wife.

[Ty Hope]

Not a ghost story, but I'm 100% positive I foresaw how my mother would pass 12 years before it happened. I was in university and took a class that dealt with dream interpretation. We kept detailed journals of every dream we remembered.

Anyway, one dream was extremely disturbing to me. I opened the door to my house and my mother was standing there was an EXTREMELY sad look and tears running down her face. This may sound comical but her hair was blue in the dream and the left half of her body (arm and leg) were as thin as a pencil. Imagine Olive from the Popeye cartoons. She didn't speak, but only wanted to hug me.

I woke up from that dream feeling depressed but unable to interpret it. Fast forward 12 years later. My mom was undergoing chemotherapy and lost her hair which was naturally black. When it did start to grow back, it grew in an off shade of grey. We all laughed one night when she said at dinner "is it me or does my hair look blue?"
A few weeks later things turned for the worse and she had a stroke that left her paralyzed on the left side of her body. I was the one by her side during her final hours in the hospital and all she wanted was to hug me. And the look on her face was exactly what I saw in my dream all those years back.

I know I'm not crazy because to this day I still have that dream journal from university that I wrote. Too many things matched up for it to be coincidental.

[TheFrenzy]

Halloween 2023 bump.