Do you have any real life ghost stories you can share?

This is stemming from a thread I started about being brave enough to stay in a haunted house. Do you guys have any stories you can share?

I have a tape at home that i found in my parents basement. It was something I had recorded as a kid and had songs on there that I mixed together.

at the end of side B of tape, you here the recording of the song click off...then when you turn it up a little you this creepy voice saying "Hiiiii....Hiiiiiiii" Theres also a cling in the between the two hi's. It's spooky...I've let non-believers listen to it and they can't even explain it!

My own personal experience involved one major story, I'll try to keep it short but I doubt it will be.

I was probably about 14 or so and we lived in an old victorian type New England home converted into an apartment building. Clover started acting really wierd when he was in my bedroom. Like he would concentrate so hard on something and act all spooky, jumpy and stopped coming into my room as much when he always slept with me. He would get fixated on things in the corners of my bedroom but I didn't think much of it. Finally I saw him stalking something once and attacking something I couldn't see. I thought well maybe a bug. But he kept doing it and there was nothing there! Ok getting really freaked out now, so waht I did was probably really mean but I had to know!! I picked him up and slightly tossed him towards whatever it was he was stalking. That cat flew up in the air landed on the other side of my bedroom and raced out of my room. I was hot on his heals with my blanket and pillow.

So I've decided to sleep in the living room with my mom (small apartment). She isn't to sure of whats going on. That morning the TV came on. I was agitated with my mom for getting up so early. Then it went off and on a couple times. Now I was agitated that my mom couldn't make up her mind. Then finally I hear my mom "Natalie.....I think we have a problem" "You mean you aren't doing that?" So we start looking for the remote which we found and put aside. The TV continues to turn off and on. My mom is getting really mad now because we do believe in ghosts and she is getting to be a protective mom. She starts towards the TV to unplug it and it goes on and off faster and faster as she gets closer so its only fuzz on the screen. She pulls the plug and thats the end of that.

I slept in the living room for about 2 weeks. It seemed things were returning to normal again and we had no problems since.

I also lived in a house in Montana that was haunted. The 2 boys that lived on the bottom floor woke up to a woman walking by their beds and opening their drawers. We never had any problems in the upstairs.

I don't, but my Mom and her mom have had interesting encounters. My mom swears the coffee pot would rattle - like my paternal grandfather would do to it when he would come visit - even after he died.My grandmother saw the apparition of her father's dog one day. She then got a call that her father had just passed away.

My parent's old house had a ghost named Mabel Brown. We would get her mail, etc. She had apparently died in the spare bedroom about 20 years previously. That room was always about 5 to 10 degrees colder then the rest of the house. Things would be moved, you could here things like a rocking chair creaking. We got on her good side by talking to her and taking her with us up to the cottage and dropping her off at the haunted farm on the way down the dirt road (I mean when was the last time she had a vacation). Once we started taking her on vacation, things settled down alittle, still creaking, but less things disappearing.

Originally Posted by adymarie

My parent's old house had a ghost named Mabel Brown. We would get her mail, etc. She had apparently died in the spare bedroom about 20 years previously. That room was always about 5 to 10 degrees colder then the rest of the house. Things would be moved, you could here things like a rocking chair creaking. We got on her good side by talking to her and taking her with us up to the cottage and dropping her off at the haunted farm on the way down the dirt road (I mean when was the last time she had a vacation). Once we started taking her on vacation, things settled down alittle, still creaking, but less things disappearing.

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Maybe you dropped her off and forgot to pick her back up . j/k

Ok I think I'm gonna cry

I used to have friends that lived in the old (renovated) servants house on this plantation.
Lochinvar

Many nights there, especially in the summer, a lot of very strange, very creepy things happen.
I have witnessed a few of them myself, including what I can only assume was Uncle Eb's rounds around the plantation.

Originally Posted by SolarityBengals

Maybe you dropped her off and forgot to pick her back up .

j/k

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Nope - on the way up, we would stop the car at the side of the road to let her out and do the same on the way back - we figured that a vengeful ghost could find her way home.

I believe my house is haunted. Here's my story, I've shared it once before here....

When my grandma passed away, we brought a lot of her furniture into our home, including the bed she died in. The very same night we got the furniture I heard a LOT of odd sounds, and I woke up to find several of my posters and pictures on my wall torn down. Ever since then, just odd little things have happened, books falling off the shelves, doors randomly shutting, etc.

I don't think there is an evil spirit, but it creeps me out like none other.

When I was 7, when we lived in virginia in an apartment (my dad was in korea), I was taking a shower and then I dried myself off and I felt a hand touch my shoulder, I turned around, and no one was there...at all. I was alone and the door was closed. It was weird...I always said I was 'touched by an angel"

I tend to scare myself, more than anything...I can't watch the Haunted tv shows, like 'Haunted Hotels' or stuff at night, but I LOVE watching them in the day. Just love. I sometimes also love watching Ghost Hunters...it's funny

Originally Posted by timestreason

When I was 7, when we lived in virginia in an apartment (my dad was in korea), I was taking a shower and then I dried myself off and I felt a hand touch my shoulder, I turned around, and no one was there...at all. I was alone and the door was closed. It was weird...I always said I was 'touched by an angel"

I tend to scare myself, more than anything...I can't watch the Haunted tv shows, like 'Haunted Hotels' or stuff at night, but I LOVE watching them in the day. Just love. I sometimes also love watching Ghost Hunters...it's funny

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I love "real life" ghost stories as well. I love the haunted shows like ghost hunters (a.k.a. TAPS--which is really a bunch of RotoRooter guys hunting ghosts after work; go figure)
I personally only have one story of a spirit that I believe visited me about 5 or 6 years ago. A very short while after my grandmother passed away, the touch lamp in my dining room would go through the 3 dimmer phases over and over every night. (I could see it from my living room couch) I thought maybe there was a short somewhere but everything else plugged in that outlet was fine. This happened for a long time, but I have since moved and broken the lamp. My cat, too, would go over and meow at it and stare at it as if something more were there. It is known that animals and children see the spirits around--they haven't developed the sense to "think" its just their imagination.

Originally Posted by SolarityBengals

I also lived in a house in Montana that was haunted. The 2 boys that lived on the bottom floor woke up to a woman walking by their beds and opening their drawers. We never had any problems in the upstairs.

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Was this in Butte by any chance? Just wondering since there are supposed to be a lot of haunted houses in that area.

I have an exboyfriend/good friend who claims to be able to see ghosts.
He told me about it when we first started dating and I didn't really believe it until one night we stayed at a friend's lakehouse and he woke me up in the middle of the night. He was TERRIFIED and crying! He said there was a lady in the corner of the room who was watching us and she wouldn't leave. I couldn't see anything but I could tell he was not faking it.. we ended up sleeping in another room. Over the course of our relationship he saw a few more apparitions, but he didn't interpret them as threatening. He saw one on a daily basis that appeared to him in the mirror when he woke up in the morning.

A cousin of mine who lives in Mass has 3 ghosts in her house. There is a cold spot, and if you stand right there and close your eyes, you can feel them. It's really strange.

The wildest story regarding this is once when someone my cousin worked with came by her house (I think to bring her something). She invited her to sit and have coffee, which she did (they were in the kitchen) and then she left.

When my cousin saw her at work next, the woman told her she was very insulted. When my cousin asked why, the woman said she felt like my cousin might have been ashamed of her or something because she didn't even bother to introduce her to the three people sitting right nearby in the den.

There was nobody there.

stuff like this freaks me out so bad I don't even know why I keep coming back to read this thread!! I can't help it though.
There have been a few things happen in my life which I just can't explain and neither can anybody I've told but I'm not going to share them because they just sound ridiculous.
Ok...I'll share one..
In my old house in Nottingham, well it was a brand new house, but its old now. I went into my bedroom one night after I got ready for bed and my curtains were closed. As I walked through the door there was a knocking on (ok as I write this my eyes are filling up...) my bedroom window. It was just like somebody knocking on a door.
Obviously this is impossible because my room was upstairs... there's no way anybody could knock on the window unless they had the ability to levitate - yeah right! I just stood there, frozen to the spot listening to it. When I decided I was brave enough to walk over to the window it just stopped.
My Dad looked outside and there was nothing. But I know what I heard...
I slept with my sister that night.

Ooo another one from my boyfriend (he's had more then mine and his are GOOD).

He grew up in one of the old Michigan farmhouses in a very rural small town. He said that as a child he had an imaginary friend named Luann that was a black woman with red hair. His family thought it was odd, but thought he was also creative too. Turns out he grew up and would still occassionally see her (he claims that she even followed him to college for a bit).
Another incident he had in this house was that he hated going upstairs in the attic area. You always had to leave the door to the attic open, because if not the door would begin to rattle heavily. One time he had to go up there and was all by himself. He said that when he looked in a vanity mirror (which reflected the door behind him) there was a man standing in the doorway. He looked back and no one was there. He looked in the mirror again and the man was still there, BUT POINTING AT B!!!
He said he bee-lined it through the door and down the stairs. Never going backup there without another person.

Oh my Jenny!!!!

Originally Posted by lunasmom

Ooo another one from my boyfriend (he's had more then mine and his are GOOD).

He grew up in one of the old Michigan farmhouses in a very rural small town. He said that as a child he had an imaginary friend named Luann that was a black woman with red hair. His family thought it was odd, but thought he was also creative too. Turns out he grew up and would still occassionally see her (he claims that she even followed him to college for a bit).
Another incident he had in this house was that he hated going upstairs in the attic area. You always had to leave the door to the attic open, because if not the door would begin to rattle heavily. One time he had to go up there and was all by himself. He said that when he looked in a vanity mirror (which reflected the door behind him) there was a man standing in the doorway. He looked back and no one was there. He looked in the mirror again and the man was still there, BUT POINTING AT B!!!
He said he bee-lined it through the door and down the stairs. Never going backup there without another person.

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