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The Hellfire Club....
Submitted by "Graeme
Mockler"
Hailing from: Tallaght Ireland
Where it happened: Dublin Mountains Ireland
Posted on: 10/13/04
This is
just a brief story. Although it didn't happen to me it is said to be true. There
is an old stone structure on top of a hill in the Dublin mountains. It is known
as the hell-fire club. I have been
there many times throughout my life.
The story goes that in the 1600's or thereabouts the place was a pub. Now the
strange thing is that it is perched right on top of a hill exposed to the
elements. I always understood that houses and dwellings were constructed high
enough up to avoid floods from rivers yet low enough to benefit from natural
shelter. Anyway, it is said that one stormy night, some men were sitting around
a table playing poker, when one of the men dropped a playing card. When he bent
down to pick it up, he noticed the man opposite him had cloven hooves instead of
feet.
With that, the place is said to have burst into flames. I'm sure there are
rational explanations. Such as the fact that the man may have been drunk, and in
those times it would not have been unusual to have livestock in a house or pub.
Especially in a rural area. As for the fire, I'm sure ball lightning can explain
that one. However, there has always been something slightly off putting about
the place.
Even on the nicest summer's day it can be a bit creepy. Maybe it is the stigma
that has built up over the years, but, if you are in the area, it is worth a
visit. If for nothing else, the views of Dublin are A1. Hopefully this
will provoke some stories from Ireland and more first hand experiences. My
grandmother has told me quite a few. I will share them with you in the future.
Interesting story! We have received reports from around the world which include a "person" with cloven hooves, particularly at clubs or dances. So fitting that this story be posted around Halloween, since many of our Halloween traditions originated in Ireland!
Sweet Smell....
Submitted by
"Laura"
Hailing from: Swindon, England
Where it happened: Hungerford, Berkshire, England
Posted on: 10/13/04
About 6
years ago I moved into a reasonably old flat (about 200 years old) above a dry
cleaners in my home town of Hungerford with a friend. As soon as I moved in I
knew we were not alone in the flat (I just had a feeling) my flatmate however,
did not have this feeling. One night about two weeks after I moved in, my
flatmate went out for dinner with a friend so I was left at home alone. I was
sat in the sitting room watching TV when I had that all familiar feeling of
someone watching me from the
door. I turned around but surprise, surprise there was no one there. The feeling
got so intense that it got to the point where I felt like saying "Either come
and sit down, or go away"! I didn't say it though as I would of felt a tit
talking to myself!! However after thinking this the feeling went.
A few weeks later my flatmate went on holiday to Florida for two weeks and so I
had the flat to myself. No sooner had she left did that feeling of someone
watching me come again however this time it was just at the bottom of the stairs
that lead up to the bedrooms and this is where she would stand and watch. I say
'she' as I had the overwhelming feeling it was a young girl of about 12 years in
age.
A couple of days later I was sorting out our washing and putting it away. When I
went into my flatmates room to put some of her washing on her bed. I opened the
door and was hit by an overpowering smell of perfume (just like it had just been
sprayed), now as I already said my flatmate had been away for a couple of days
by now and when you spray perfume it doesn't stay around for that long! So I
just dumped the washing and left the room and didn't go back in there until she
got back.
When my flatmate did return, we were talking about stuff a few days later and I
mentioned to her about the overpowering smell of perfume and she said that when
she got back and went into her room she to was welcomed by this smell and
assumed that I had been using her perfume whilst she was away! After that the
smell went and never returned.
A few months later my flatmates friend came over for the evening and as soon as
he walked in he said we had a ghost of a young girl (he said he could actually
see her) he was one of these people that are able to connect with 'the other
side'. When I asked him about her he said she had
died when she was about 12 of possibly TB. When I asked him of her name we both
said Emily at the same time!
I personally feel that she had been spraying the perfume and watching me because
she was curious as most 12 year olds are, and wanted to play around with our
stuff (a few things did seam to move and disappear) and I know that she meant no
harm and in a way I missed her when I left.
So there is my story, not very scary I know however perfectly true.
It is amazing how many times the sense of smell is the first to pick up on a haunting. Smells frequently give a clue as to the intention of the "visitor" from the other side... sweet smells are generally associated with friendly haunts, while bitter or offensive smells signal an intruder of a darker intent!
Black Dog of Mexico....
Submitted by "Cristy."
Hailing from: North Beach MD
Where it happened: San Antonio, TX
Posted on: 10/13/04
I have a
few stories to tell, some that happened to me and some to my dad. The ones that
happened to me were in my house in San Antonio. My parents still live
there and it was built in the 40s and it's a tiny 2 bedroom/ 1 bath house but it
always felt homely.
My first encounter was around Halloween/Day of the Dead when I was 12. My
grandfather had died not too long before then in a nursing home. I never really
had the chance to say goodbye to him and I was feeling really sad. I went
to my bedroom to go to sleep but I noticed something in the corner
of my dark room. It seemed like it was a shadow, but for some reason I could
feel like it was looking at me. I started to panic and quickly I put my blankets
over my head until I fell asleep. The next day I told my parents and they said
that I must have been dreaming. Well this went on for 2 more nights. Every time
I told my parents, they were very hesitant and didn't really believe me. Finally
on the final night as I felt the shadow looking at me I said, "Whoever you are,
please just leave me alone. Grandpa if it's you, I love you and you can go on
now" As soon as I said that I felt it leave and was totally relieved.
Another thing that happened to me, I was about 18 years old and I was sitting at
home by myself at night on the computer. I was chatting with my best friend from
Ireland and all of a sudden I felt someone next to me. I could see in the corner
of my eye some black figure. My heart started
beating out of my chest. As I turn to look at the figure, I see it's red eyes
and I could hear it laughing an evil laugh. As soon as I gasped I felt as if
smoke were being blown in my mouth. I started coughing and it disappeared. I was
left shaking horribly and crying. I heard my phone ring and I ran quickly to
answer it. Surely enough it was my friend from Ireland calling to see if I was
fine. She said she had a bad feeling and decided to call me. I was definitely
grateful for that. I never saw that
figure again but whenever I'm in my house I feel like I'm being followed by
someone and I always run out of rooms in my house being laughed at by my
parents.
This next thing happened to my dad. He was about 9 years old at his house in
Mexico. He was sent by my grandmother to get something at the little store
across the field from where they were. My dad started to cross the field when it
saw this huge black dog. When my dad called it over, the dog turned its head and
revealed glowing red eyes. My dad didn't take another look and started running
across the field to the store with the dog running behind him. He finally
reached the store and ran in quickly shutting the door. The clerk asked him what
was wrong. My dad told him that he was being chased by this big black dog with
red eyes. The clerk looked at my dad and said, "you've just been chased by Satan
himself. Many people have seen this dog with red eyes." My dad went back to the
spot where the dog was standing when he first saw it and saw a black spot and
said it smelled like sulfur. Never again did he go by himself.
Thanks for the submission! The form of a black dog which pursues it's victim is a specter that is frequently encountered in many places all over the world, some report that it runs backwards, others that is has a hot foul breath. Interestingly, it is often children that are frightened or pursued by the black dog with glowing eyes....
The Tall Dark Man....
Submitted by "Laura
Darby."
Hailing from: Florence Alabama
Where it happened: Florence Alabama
Posted on: 10/13/04
I was at
my house in my bedroom playing with my big stuffed rabbit. I was jumping on it.
My mom was in the kitchen doing some work. My dad had just left for work and my
brothers were in the woods playing.
As I said I was playing with my rabbit and saw something out of the corner of my eye. I turned and looked at this tall, dark, mannish figure. This figure that I saw had no face. He was wearing dark pants, a dark sweater, and was very tall. He looked at me. I said dad is that you? He didn't answer. I walked in the hallway to follow the figure and it was gone. I ask my mom where my dad went and she said that he left an hour ago for work. I said is Jerry ( my uncle) here? She said no.
That was the first time that I ever saw a ghost. I don't want to see another one. I was scared when my mom told me it wasn't my dad or uncle. I just knew it had to of been a ghost. It was very scary. We moved out of that house a couple years later. Now where I live with my mom and brothers , I think that its haunted.
I hear
strange noises every now and then. I woke up one morning and I went to use the
bathroom. I came back in my room and cracked my door ( almost shut). I laid down
in my bed . I was looking at my door and it swung open. I was scared . I went
and told my mom about it. It was scary.
We still
live here. I really think that its haunted. Thanks for reading my story.
Thank you for sending your story! The missing face is a clear sign of a malicious entity. This type of visit has been reported to us from around the globe, usually accompannied by a heavy feeling of dread or impending doom. Write to us again if more happens at your home!
Garage Man....
Submitted by "Teresa
N."
Hailing from: Spartanburg SC
Where it happened: Greeneville, TN
Posted on: 10/13/04
In the
80's my husband and I bought a house that once had a drive in basement but had
been converted into a den with sliding doors instead of the garage door. I am
not a squeamish person, but, every time I would go into the unfinished part of
the basement I would literally get the chills! I never knew why.
Next
came the water problem. Water would continually run from the corner of the
basement den. No one could tell me where this was coming from so I traced the
builder of the 30 year old house. He knew of no reason for this bar an
underground spring. Water lines were checked for leaks and a new
septic system and field lines were installed. Still the water ran only in this
one spot. During drought conditions I had a large area of beautiful green grass
and soggy ground.
About the same time my 3 year old would set in his bed and carry on a conversation with the corner of his room! He would tell me he was talking to "that man over there". I thought it was an imaginary friend. After a conversation with a neighbor I discovered a former owner, a man, had been crushed to death under his car in my basement! I researched the story at the local newspaper office and brought home a copy of the story complete with the mans picture, and laid it on my kitchen table. My 3 year old came thru the kitchen, looked at the picture and said," that's the man in my room." This child had not heard me speak of the death nor could he read! After that, the water stopped at the door of the basement den!
Things would happen like the night a hanging lamp chose the exact time my
husband was bent over under it adjusting the heat to fall on his head. The
carport door would open and close and there would be footsteps overhead. Many a
friend was convinced my oldest son had come home only to have me prove to them
there was no one upstairs! We learned to live with him and with the exception of
the lamp incident, he never caused any harm. I no longer live there but I have
relatives that do.
According to them he is still there coming in the back door and playing tricks
on people.
Spooky! I wonder what relation the water had to his death? Odd how he chose to reveal himself! I would definitely NOT do any care maintenance on the property!
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