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Is Anybody There???...

Submitted by "Gloria O."
Hailing from: Wilmington, NC
Where it happened: Wilmington, NC
Posted on: 7/31/2007

In 1979, my husband and I built a new home. We moved in on
December 3, 1979. Not long after we moved in, I was in the lower bathroom,
my husband was at work and my youngest son was at high school, when I
definitely heard someone open the front door and walk into the house. I
thought it was Chris, my youngest son, and I called out to him, but with
no answer. I kept calling out and went all over the house looking for him,
but there was no one there. 

Not long after, Chris went out of the house to
go somewhere, and I heard the front door open and someone walked up the
stairs into the main bathroom. I called out again and asked Chris if he
had forgotten something and had come back, but there was no answer and
there was no one there. 

At other times I would also hear voices and music like a distant
radio, which to this day, I hear at times. Since my husband was not a true
believer of ghosts and spirits (he died of lung cancer in 1987) I was
reluctant to tell him what I had heard because I thought he would think I
was crazy or imagining things. One night I told him about my experiences
and he said "I know, I've heard it too". He said that he had actually gone
downstairs in the middle of the night to check to see if there was anyone
there. 

When my three old grandson was visiting with his parents (he's
eight yrs. old now), he had gone upstairs by himself and all of a sudden,
he let out a blood curdling scream and was hysterically crying. My son and
I ran to see what was wrong and he said that there was a ghost up there.
My mother and my oldest son and another grandson have also said that they
heard strange sounds in my house.

My kitchen cabinets were hand built and in the grain of the wood under the
bar there is a picture of Jesus and many pictures of Indian persons. I
have taken pictures with a camera that show all kinds of human pictures.
Since my husband died 20 years ago, I have had many strange things happen,
such as someone in bed with me, the covers floating above me, and the
voices and music that I mentioned. Anytime I have these encounters, I say
"In the name of Jesus Christ, get out of my house", and I have to say that
things have calmed down considerably. Thanks for listening.

Thank you for your story Gloria! Did you notice any increase in activity after your husband's passing? Also if you would send the photos of your cabinets we would love to review them!

Aloha ha ha ha...

Submitted by "J.M."
Hailing from: Not Stated
Where it happened: Hawaii
Posted on: 7/31/07

About seven years ago, my family and I went on a vacation to a
few of the Hawaiian islands. I forget which island we were on... Kona, I
think. Two separate events happened. I don't know whether these were
ghosts or something else, but I know I saw them. Is there anyone who
knows what I saw?

My mother, younger sister and I were leaving an art gallery, walking
across a bridge pretty late at night. I don't remember where my father
was. It was pretty dark out: I could barely see the silhouettes of my
mother and sister, even though they were walking very close to me (on my
right). The lighting was a little better to my left, as the light from
the art gallery was cast a dim glow on the black water of the lake beneath
the bridge. 

The lake appeared to have been man-made, and at least a few
yards deep, if not more. It was as smooth as glass, and there was no wind
at all. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something moving on the edge
of the lake. It appeared to be the silhouette of a man (in profile): tall
(perhaps a little over 6'), rather skinny, short close-cut hair, and a
sharp pointed aquiline nose, only he did not appear to be completely
solid, slightly see-through. He stood there for a split second, sort of
rocking back and forth from the balls of his feet to his heels. He
appeared to be staring into the water. All of a sudden, his head snapped
quickly in my direction; I think he was startled/frightened to see someone
watching him, as if he were doing something he did not want anyone else to
see or know about. He jumped quickly, but gracefully into the water,
hands first, like a professional diver. There was a huge splash; even my
mother and sister heard it and saw it. But they hadn't seen the man jump
in. In a few seconds, the water was smooth as glass again. I stood there
for a minute or two, but nothing moved: there was not so much as a bubble
or a ripple on breaking the smooth surface. To this day, my sister and
mother still do not believe me.

The next night, around 8:30, we were in our hotel room, which smelled
something like mold and cigarette smoke mixed together. We had been moved
to this room from another; I forget why. Even though it was pretty early,
it was very dark. I was on the far right of the room, near the glass door
that led out onto the beach. On the far right of the room were my mother,
sister and father, playing cards. A light was on over there, but the room
was long enough that my half of the room lay in darkness. About two yards
away from the foot of my bed sat an old, gnarled-up red cloth chair
against the wall. I wasn't paying much attention to anything at all,
trying to get to sleep. All of a sudden, something didn't feel quite
right. There was a faint smell of some unidentifiable rotten thing and of
the sea. I looked straight in front of me, and there was a little girl
with long, dark hair sitting in the red chair. She looked to be around
10. Her hands were tightly gripping the wooden handles of the chair, and
I couldn't see her face; her head was down, and everything but her hands
and wrists were covered by her hair, which appeared to be wet. She
started out as a silhouette, slightly see-through, but much too black: it
was light enough to still see colors on my side of the room. Her
shoulders were heaving, as if she were breathing heavily. All of a
sudden, she turned multicolored, and the colors glowed and swirled all
through her body. Her shape began to change, until she somewhat resembled
a German Shepard dog. 

The figure kept changing back and forth from girl
to dog, girl to dog for about 15 minutes (I know because there was a
digital clock to my right). I didn't dare move or speak, and just lay
there, staring. After awhile, I closed my eyes, and kept them closed for
about two minutes. When I opened them, the figure was still there, but
slightly faded-looking, more see-through. It was more girl than dog at
this point. I stared at it for about three minutes, until it had
completely disappeared. I walked quickly and as calmly as possible to the
other side of the room, where my family was. I did not tell them what I
had seen, and they did not suspect anything. Luckily, we left the very
next day. I don't know what would have happened if we had stayed another
night.

Thank you for your story, I really enjoyed the first part about the odd "diver". The second part has a bit a familiar "Ring" to it though...

Attention Wal-Mart Shopper....

Submitted by "Shanna S."
Hailing from: Tulsa OK   
Where it happened: Soper OK
Posted on: 7/31/07

Almost every house I have ever lived in has been haunted to some degree or another meaning sometimes there was just noises or you would get the 
feeling like you was being watched . Let me give you a little back ground on the land I lived on for 
almost all of my life . The land use to be swap land that belong to the Choctaws my families tribe.

 
My first story is about something that happened to my mom . She was having to work late one night cause it was 
the end of the year and she had lots of paper work to get done to turn into the state for taxes and things like 
that so she worked till around 6 in the evening the decided to go to Wal-Mart cause we needed a few things for the house. 
So it was around 9 when she final was on her way home . Well she driving home and she feels like she hadn't had the 
heater on at all (Cause its December) so she looks and she has the heater on full blast but it feels freezing cold. 

Just about then for some reason she looks up in the rearview mirror and she see this what looks like a ball of light 
moving around in the back sit. Well she puts her foot down on the gas and speeds the whole rest of the way home. 
She gets home and jumps out of the car and comes running in the house. My dad goes outside and checks everything out. 
No one or anything was in the car. So we begin to unload the car and I remember to this day how cold it was in that car 
that night .

 

Grandpa is coming to visit....

Submitted by "Jessica Garcia."
Hailing from: Montclaire CA
Where it happened: Montclaire CA
Posted on: 7/31/2007

It all started after my grandpa died 3 years ago. And never
before that. My TV's volume would go up and down in front of me in broad
daylight. My radio would blare on at 7 am. I would hear his voice. 'Hey'
and 'Hello', my dog would hate to go down the hall alone, just last week he
was growling in the lit yard. At nothing at all. 

At around 3 am, a month
ago, my baby girl has a toy someone bought for her. That sings and talks and
plays music, well I couldn't sleep so I got online to check my myspace
page, and just a few minutes online I heard the toy make noise,( I forgot
to mention this... The toy can only make noise if you shake it literally)
and (the toy was in the diaper cabinet about 2 feet from me, Well it was
talking and making noise. I was like( am I hearing what I'm hearing.) I
wasn't still asleep I was wide awake. It went on for like 2 minutes, fast
too, then it stop and did it again once more a few minutes later. So I left
the room thinking it was my grandpa. Since the day before I moved the toy
it was going off at a different location, now I might be looney, but I see
things in my side view. 

I saw my late dog Benjamin once we had to put him
down because of parvo, last October the day before my birthday. I haven't had
any experiences recently. But I wonder when my daughter grows up will she
tell me what she sees. Then I will have proof. And know he was and always
will be a prankster that grandpa of mine... Whom I still love and
miss. 

Thanks for reading this. I will more than likely have more later. I'm
moving so I don't know if he is coming with me to Arizona but who knows.

Wow, what a story! I would be surprised if the haunting follows you to Arizona, but it has been known to happen.

Back for a quick peek....

Submitted by "Lindsey."
Hailing from: Oceanside CA
Where it happened: Camp Pendleton
Posted on: 4/11/2007

When I was about 12 days old in 1994, my grandpa died. He was in the Navy and he surprisingly survived Pearl Harbor. Anyways, the house that we lived in was also a home for my grandpa. He got divorced with my grandma so my parents let him stay with them. His room was right next door to my soon-to- be room. After I was born my grandpa would come into my room and stand over my crib. Sometimes he would talk to me and tell me about my family and how much he loved me (I know this because my mom used to watch from the door and she told me when I asked who my grandpa was) and how great of a future I would have. Then on December 28, 1994 my grandpa died in his room. Of course I didn't know what was going on because I was only 12 days old. Well, one day when I was 7 months old, my dad came in my room to check on me because I was sleeping. My dad saw a transparent figure overlooking my crib. This figure was a man dressed in old fashioned Navy uniform and he looked like my grandpa, in fact he was my grandpa. I guess that my grandpa continued to watch over me even though he had passed away.
 

What a wonderful story! It reminds me of my own great-grandmother. She was seen walking into the room where the baby's crib was by her son... of course she was deceased...

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