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Submitted by "Curtis
Mikolaiczik"
Hailing from: Flint, Michigan
Where it happened: Eastport Michigan
Posted on: 1/13/04
At the
time of my "encounter" I was a 9 year old kid living in the small town of
Eastport
Michigan. My grandmother had built the house about 25 years previous to my
encounter.
I had
lived in the house my whole life, but my experience occurred on September 23,
1996. My grandfather had died in the house. This happened about 11 years
before. I was trying to sleep one night, I had the hardest time getting to
sleep. I got up, went to get a drink and I heard a distant yet close sounding
voice calling out for help. I went into the living room where I heard it. No one
was there. So then I went back into the kitchen and I heard it again.
This time it seemed so
much closer and much much louder.
I was so scared, I went to wake my dad but he was in a dead sleep, by this time
the voice seemed to be following me. I ran back to my bedroom where me and my
brother slept. I woke him up, and the voice was gone. He went back to
sleep and I just laid there. Then about an hour later the voice came back. I
acted like I was asleep so it wouldn't bother me. This happened every night for
about a week. Then it stopped as suddenly as it had occurred. About 2 months
later it started again so I told my grandma and she said that happened to her
when she lived there as well. Then as the next year came I found that I was to
move down to flint. I was so relieved, it has never happened again.
Great story Curtis! Was there a sordid history of the land the house sits on? Any idea why the voice calling needed help? Any other occurrences in the home? Keep us posted! And send a photo of the home if you have one! We will remove any distinguishing marks from it to prevent "drive by ghost hunting".....
Shadow Man....
Submitted by "Hannah
Strausbaugh"
Hailing from: my house
Where it happened: Bainbridge,OH
Strange things are always happening at my house. Like if you turn my TV off, sometimes it will turn back on.
One night when I was about 8 I saw a shadow (in the shape of a man) creep past my bedroom. I still see that shadow sometimes.
One time my friend Mariah stayed the night at my house. We were watching TV when the shadow was on the wall. We both watched it go through the crack in my door. Mariah said "What was that?"
That night before we went to bed I closed my window blinds. In the morning when
we woke up they were open. I asked everyone in the house if they opened them
they all said no.
The reason I included this short submission isn't because it is scary necessarily, but because the "shadow man" creeping past the doorway and through the doorway.... Let that sink in for awhile and you'll see what I mean....
The Tall Thin Man....
Submitted by "Andy
Jones"
Hailing from: not specified
Where it happened: Glassboro NJ
Posted on: 1/13/04
I wouldn't really call this a ghost story, but maybe a demon story. First I would like to say that I come from a deeply religious background- and those around us would scoff at the idea of "Ghosts" but my family has had a few very un-nerving experiences - esp. at my fathers family home in Oklahoma.
What I for some reason need to tell you happened to me when I was about 8 or 9 in New Jersey. I grew up in a average size town in southern New Jersey, surrounded by fields, and apple & peach orchards. my town which is Glassboro had a long history, reaching back to the Revolutionary war.
We lived out side of town , any way there was a field behind our house which use to be an peach orchard. we had no close neighbors, except for a nursing home across the street. As a kid I remember playing outside, and feeling as if I was being called to that field.. ( I'm getting shivers- honestly) I do remember hearing my name called from that field. It wasn't really audibly- with a distinct voice, but I knew it something was calling "Andy" I kind of learned to ignore it, but I also stayed away from that field, until I was much older.
My story is this . my sister had gotten married, and I moved into her room.. My sister always said that she'd feel funny in there some times, and that she felt like she was being watched. Anyway, this bedroom was right across the hall from my parents room with the bathroom separating us. One night I just woke up. I had a puppy who would sleep with me and he started whimpering a bit, and crawled under the bed.
For some reason, I looked out my door and thought I saw a shadow coming through the crack in my parents door! It then seemed to take a form of a very tall figure, but my parents door never opened. This shadow disappeared into the living room, then again in the hall.
I was
petrified. and the dog was almost crying! I pulled the covers over my head with
my forearms holding my
sheets in place, not one part of me was outside that bed!
I couldn't cry, I
couldn't scream-
then I felt something climb up on my bed as if crawling over me, and I heard
heaving breathing just inches from my face. This was not my dog, and this was
almost evil. Then out of no where it stopped.
I was able to scream. and my parents wouldn't believe me.. but my sister did-. I could dismiss this, but to many similar things have happened since.. I have moved away, and my parents no longer live outside of that town. still I wonder What it was.
WHOA!!!! Have we had enough of "shadow encounters" yet????!!!!! That would have pushed me so far past freaked out! That is one SCARY story! Did you ever find out any history of the house at all? And of course I always ask for photos.. especially one from when you were a kid... HINT: look at the windows etc.. in old photos taken outside the house... it is TERRIFYING what you notice when you really look for it!
The White Lady....
Submitted by "Ramona"
Hailing from: Cynthiana, KY
Where it happened: Cynthiana, KY
Posted on: 1/13/04
This
happened to my mother and my sister one early morning when my sister had
marching band practice. Marching Band season runs from May to November and many
times my sister has had to get up super early to be at the school for practice
before leaving for competition.
It was about four thirty in the morning and my mom was taking my sister to the
school. They were heading into town when the two both saw a figure of what they
assumed was a woman wearing a white gown. It was hard to say, because there were
no street lights close by. The woman was standing along the side of the road,
looking like she was ready to cross the street. The figure was probably about a
hundred yards from them. My mom had slowed down to let the person cross the
street, but the person stood still.
Mom had
asked my sister if she thought they were going to move and my sister answered
back that she didn't
know. As Mom drove closer to the woman, she suddenly dissolved and was gone.
There was no one on that road anymore. Mom had told me that the hair on the back
of her neck stood straight up! She asked my sister, "Did you just see what I
saw?" My terrified sister said, "Oh my gosh, Mom, I did! She's gone!"
I go to
my mom's house at least once a week and almost always leave at nighttime. And
every time I head back into town and back to my apartment, I look to see if I
might see that very same woman.
This type of story is one of my favorite types. The unexpected brief encounter with the unknown. Keep an eye out for your lady in white... She may one day be spotted again at the roadside...
Ever
had a premonition? Wonder what would happen if you stepped through the
looking glass? Well Alice... find out!
Mirror Image...
Submitted by "Anonymous"
Hailing from: England
Where it happened: Cheshire England
Posted on: 8/10/03
Ok,
I've been reading the stories on this site for a while now, and so
I've decided to submit one of my own (well, one that my great Aunt told
me).
Before I go into the story, let me just give a bit of background info. My
gran's house, whilst cozy and homely in the day, was pretty creepy at
night - my mum, her brothers and sisters have all had bad experiences in
there, my mum recalls how when she was young, pictures would fly off the
wall for no reason and cups and saucers would fly through (solid wood)
doors whilst they were CLOSED. (As a side note, my gran believed the house
to be haunted by a AWOL WWII soldier who hid out, and consequentially died
in the attic).
Anyway, that's all background info, here is my story (not so much a ghost
story, more a premonition if you will). OK, so my gran and great aunt
were asleep in my grans bedroom (my grandpa had died some years before and
my great aunt's husband was at that time, in hospital close to the end of
his life and that is why my aunt and gran were living together, for
company). So, she told me that they were asleep, when all of a sudden my
aunt was woken with a start. My gran had a dressing table with a large
mirror, and my aunt told me how, upon waking, she was drawn to the mirror
on the dressing table.
She told me that she saw a LARGE WOODEN CROSS in the mirror.
As you can imagine, she was very scared and threw the covers over her head
and forced herself to sleep. After deliberating the meaning of this
vision, she told me she began to forget about it, when a few weeks later,
she was again woken with a start and again drawn to the mirror.
Only this time she told me she saw a BEAUTIFUL, GOLD AND JEWEL ENCRUSTED
CROSS as a reflection in the mirror.
Again she was extremely scared and forced herself into an uneasy sleep.
These occurrences alone would have been unsettling enough, but this is the
interesting part - a few weeks after these vision's, my aunt told me how
my gran was contacted with the news that her brother (and obviously, my
great aunts brother also) had died of a heart attack. Soon after, my
great aunt's husband finally passed away from the illness that ha been
slowly killing him.
My great aunt, who I believe was extremely psychic and intuitive, who
would not tell me something like that just for effect, believed that the
visions were premonitions of these deaths - the wooden cross was her
brother and the more ornate one, her husband.
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