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The Warning....
Submitted by "Cara"
Hailing from: not stated
Where it happened: not stated
Posted on: 4/23/05
Thanks
for taking the time to read my story... its more intriguing than scary... but
anyways here it is... I'll give you a little back ground information first... I
lived in a trailer park that was right next to a
grave yard and a lot of very scary things have happened to me in there... but
anyways back to my story...
It
happened when I was around 7 years old when I was still afraid of the dark and
still needed a nightlight (that will come in later in the story)... one night I
awoke to my bed shaking, and not thinking anything of it because both the washer
and the dryer were situated on the same
floor, I thought it was just one of them and went back to sleep... than about
half an hour late I woke up to my bed shaking more violently...
I woke
up and screamed for my dad who came running in... he than started to freak out
and threw one of my teddy bears down into the hallway entrance... it turns out
that the plastic cover around my night light had melted around the light bulb
due to the immense heat and had burned a hole in the chest of the teddy bear
that my dad had thrown into the hallway... and to this day I firmly believe
that if whatever had shaken my bed hadn't of woken me up, my family and I would
of died in a fire that night... thanks for taking the time to read my story...
Perhaps someone
in the graveyard next door didn't want to have a new "neighbor"!
Condo....
Submitted by
"Lisa D."
Hailing from: Kissimmee Florida
Where it happened: Kissimmee Florida
Posted on: 4/23/05
Ever
since we have moved to our condo, we have had several strange encounters. We
always hear footsteps going up and down the stairs. Only on occasion will you
actually see a white apparition.
Our upstairs hallway is quite active as well. Sometimes doors will open and
close by themselves or you will try to close the door and you can feel someone
pulling on it. My own theory is that it is a small child that may not like being
in the hall with the door closed.
The scariest thing that ever happened was me and my two sons were standing in
the hallway. There was a butter knife on the dryer. We were chatting and all of
a sudden the knife flew past all three of us, into the wall and slid down. We
all stared at each other in disbelief, but all three of us saw what happened. I,
personally, have never had a fear of ghosts. But my two sons really don't like
being at home alone.
Short but sweet, what were you & your sons chatting about? That may be an important clue as to the identity of your "tenant". Something you said may have touched a nerve!
Halt!....
Submitted by "David
S."
Hailing from: Anderson IN
Where it happened: CR 800 N in Blackford County IN
Posted on: 4/23/05
While working as a police officer for the city of Montpelier in Blackford County Indiana in June of 1990 I came upon a subject attempting to open a window of a local business. As I exited my patrol car I yelled for the person to stop. The person looked at me and began to run northbound along side the business.
As I followed him on foot he climbed a small hill and disappeared on the other side. When I came to the top of the hill, I looked down to determine the subjects direction if travel and observed that the entire area was full of thickets and heavily grown over. I realized that the subject had basically vanished.
As I walked back to my patrol car my backup was just getting to the scene. I gave the responding county officer a description of the subject a white male, 5'10" - 6'0 tall with blonde hair, wearing a black jacket, and blue jeans with white tennis shoes.
The
county just said "Huh", with a sound of little surprise. I said, "Why do you say
that?" He said "Let's just put it this way, you are not the only person to ever
chase that guy." I asked what he
meant and he said " that is the clothing description of the person that was
killed after he robbed the bank in town in 1959".
As it
turns out the person was killed after exchanging gunfire with the local police
after robbing the bank in Montpelier in June of 1959. I can't help but wonder if
there are still police officers in Blackford County Indiana chasing this subject
at least 5 or 6 times a year.
Sounds like the guy leads an "afterlife" of crime! I wonder how many police officers come across the paranormal during the course of their jobs? Let's hear from ya!
The Tracks....
Submitted by
"Trevor Varso"
Hailing from: Littlerock CA
Where it happened: Littlerock CA
Posted on: 4/23/05
This is
about an old bridge a mile down from my house, this bridge has been existence
from since late 1970s early 1980s. Over the years in the day time it has always
been a local teen hangout spot but my brother and I have always had weird
feelings about this bridge.
For
instance one day the two of us, were there by ourselves and we started hearing
voices at first we thought they were just our echoes so we stopped talking and
we still heard them.
Being very interested in the spirit world as I am and encountering a few other
ghost's in the past I know, that their usually active at night so one evening of
December 2004 we decided to go down there. A few minutes after our arrival we
heard strange foot steps by the tracks that run under the bridge but nobody was
there except us, then we both looked over we saw a dark figure walking up the
dirt walkway towards the top of the bridge.
A minute
later we looked up towards the bridge and this same dark figure is sitting
looking at us so being the funny guy I am I said "hi!" and waved then it got up
and walked away. We then saw it back at the dirt walkway and a few seconds later
it disappeared.
So then the train comes through so we watch it but near the end of the train we
get a good look at the dirt walkway/ hill we start seeing mysterious shaped
lights rising out of the ground and then disappearing back into the ground that
scared us a bit. So once the train left so did we.
Its been
4 months since then we haven't been back but when we do were coming in a group
and were bringing video and regular cameras and we are planning on staying there
all night.
Interesting. Have you researched that area of the tracks? Any suicides in the area? Train tracks & train crossings are notorious for hauntings! If you find out any information let us know! If anyone else in the area has had an experience at the tracks, write in!
Get out of my Room....
Submitted by "Jason
B."
Hailing from: Richland Center WI
Where it happened: Black Earth WI
Posted on: 4/23/05
I'm not
sure if you can use this story because it didn't happen directly to me, however,
I was involved.
It was
late on a summer night, in an old brick farmhouse outside the small town of
Black Earth Wisconsin. My girlfriend at the time and her roommate were renting
the farmhouse and had some friends over, I was one of the friends. As I said, it
was late and we were all sitting in the living room
playing a game when Beth (resident) decided to go off to bed.
She went
up stairs and the rest of us stayed in the living room talking to each other. It
wasn't ten minutes when all of a sudden I heard the most terrifying scream that
I have ever heard...even to this day. Immediately after the scream, the wind
chimes that were hanging inside the house began to ring.
Bridget (my girlfriend) ran upstairs to Beth's room, they returned moments later and Beth explained what had happened. She told us that she was laying in bed when she saw a dark figure standing in her doorway. She thought at first it was one of us or maybe her brother who also lived in the house.
She
called out her brother's name but the dark shadow didn't answer, so she rolled
over to try to go to sleep. As she was laying there she said she felt someone
get into her bed, she tried to tell them to
leave but no sound would come out. She says she reached over and actually felt
someone next to her, again she tried to speak but couldn't. Beth claims that the
dark figure then told her to
"get out of my room"
which is when Beth finally screamed.
She told
us that night that it was only a dream, but then revealed the next morning that
it really did happen but she didn't want us to leave the house the night before.
If it were me, I would've gotten out! It is just creepy to feel the bed sag under the weight of an unseen being, to hear the bedsprings creak as they are pressed down, to feel the pull of the blanket as the "person" settles in for the night...
The Grim Man....
Submitted by "Randy
Scott."
Hailing from: not stated
Where it happened: not stated
Posted on: 4/23/05
One
night when I was 7 years old ,my mom told me it was bedtime so I went to my room
to get ready for bed. When I put my hand on the light switch to turn it on , I
looked at my bed which was right in front of me, and I saw what I thought was my
father lying on my bed , but I remembered my father was in the living room.
He didn't move or say a word and I was so scared neither did I. He was lying on
his back with his hands behind his head like he was just relaxing and he had a
grim look on his face like he was upset with me. He was not transparent or
anything, it was just like looking at a real person .I have no idea how long we
were just looking at each other but all of a sudden I screamed and my mother ran
to check on me.
When I turned around to look at my mother, and then looked back at my bed, he
was gone . I never saw him again after that, but I've always wondered who he was
and what he wanted with me.
Perhaps you should try looking through some old photo albums, maybe you would recognize a deceased relative matching the grim man. The weirdest things happen when you least expect it!
Sparky....
Submitted by "Randy
Scott."
Hailing from: Prescott, Washington
Where it happened: Babb, Montana
Posted on: 4/23/05
My story begins in Montana, on the outskirts of Glacier Park around 2002 in the wintertime. My husband was a chef at a resort near by and it was the off season and we were waiting to work the following season and so a friend of mine said that her ex in-laws had a house to rent about 10 miles from the resort and that we could stay there until the following spring when the resort opened again. So we moved to this huge A frame house that had a few motel rooms connected to the house.
One of
the motel rooms had a door that connected to the house, so we used it as a extra
bedroom for the boys (3 of them) to use. The room was run down and not insulated
as the house, because they never used them until the summertime, and even then
hardly ever used.
Well...after we moved in there we noticed nothing out of the ordinary. A few months later, a dear friend of the in laws who lived a few miles behind the house we lived in, died suddenly of a heart attack. We never knew him nor ever seen him before, and when he died we never even knew it.
Well...one early morning, around 3a.m.,one of my sons,(10 yrs. old at the time), came out of his bedroom and came out to the oil heater that was the only source of heat in the house, to sit and get warm as their room would get frigid cold in the night, and they would often sleep out by the heater in the early mornings.
My son
said that as he was sitting there, he happened to hear a noise and he looked
over into the kitchen and he said that he saw the half form of a man that was
sort of hazy and he described him as a older man that he wore a cowboy hat and
had a handlebar mustache and he said that his hands were like they were in our
kitchen sink as if he was doing the dishes. At the moment, the man looked
over at my son, had like a surprised look on his face and he just floated
through the door that lead out to our storage and laundry room.
My son said then that he was frozen in fright there for a minute, then he yelled up the stairs to me in a panicked tone. I thought he must of hurt himself or something because I knew by his voice that there was something wrong. I went downstairs and he told me the whole story. I went over to the store room and of course there was nothing there.
That day
I was talking to my friend and she told me that the day before that "Sparky" had
died of a heart attack and her ex father in-law was heart broken as they were
such good friends. She then proceeded to tell me that he lived a few miles
behind our house and she pointed it out to me. I then told her what happened to
my son that morning, and she said that it sounded like "Sparky" by the way he
was described. Anyway... that afternoon she came by with some pictures and we
showed them to my son. He pointed to a man in one of the photos, where the man
was standing with her
father in-law with there arms around each other and holding a beer.
He got pale and told me that the man in the picture was who he saw in the kitchen. Sure enough, the man in the picture was "Sparky". My friend told me that "Sparky" had a dream to turn the house we lived in, into a bar and dance hall. Well....as days went on strange things happened all the time.
I would start my clothes dryer and as I left the room it would stop. I would go turn it on again, and turn to leave and it would stop. I would think it was a problem with my dryer, only it was new and never had a problem before. My cupboards would be all opened in the morning when I got up, and my son often said that he could see from his bed into the hall way a dark figure by the stairs. Also around 3 a.m. in the morning, the stereo would turn on out in the living room. I checked to see if a alarm was set to turn the radio on at that time and realized that our stereo didn't have that feature. Also since we moved our stereo never did that again.
My
friend said that "Sparky" was a flirt and jokester when he was alive, so it
really didn't bother us
after a while. I even spoke up one day, and told "Sparky" that I needed to get
my laundry done and to quit playing with my dryer. After that I never had a
problem with the dryer. A few months later we moved from that house, but to this
day my son said that he will never forget that early morning
nor "Sparky".
Great story! Now dear readers, someone who has stayed at the hotel in Montana or has any photos of it, send them in! We will gladly add the pictures to our page!
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