Just wondering if any of you have any good real life ghost stories.. I'm in the mood to be a little creeped out tonight!! :goodnevil :lookaroun 
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tigsmom
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I have a friend who grew up in a haunted house...there was a slave cemetary behind it. I never believed the stories till the night I stayed there. At 4am (every day) you could hear footsteps on the staircase...drawers opening and closing in the kitchen and the rattle of silverwear & dishes. Nothing was ever moved in the morning though and nobody was ever bothered.
We had a visit from a ghost when we first moved into our house. My husband was in the kitchen sitting at the counter reading the paper when he saw a women move from the diningroom to the bedrooms. Since I had gone to bed earlier he came in to see what was the matter...I was asleep and nobody else was there.
We found out later the "ghost" matched the description of the original owner of the house. Guess she just wanted to make sure we took care of things: we had fixed the house up before we moved in. She has never come back. (guess she approved of us.
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We had a visit from a ghost when we first moved into our house. My husband was in the kitchen sitting at the counter reading the paper when he saw a women move from the diningroom to the bedrooms. Since I had gone to bed earlier he came in to see what was the matter...I was asleep and nobody else was there.
We found out later the "ghost" matched the description of the original owner of the house. Guess she just wanted to make sure we took care of things: we had fixed the house up before we moved in. She has never come back. (guess she approved of us.
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tiggerlover1971
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I have many ghost stories
1 when we were living in my grandmothers condo ( she died there my sister saw her shadow
2 when I started dating my husband and slept over his apartment one night I woke up to go to the bathroom I saw a figure standing over him I freaked and when I described to him the man that stood over him and he said it was his dad ( his dad died before i met him in a car crash ) he said he always visits him and plays tricks on him ( havent seen him since then )
3 right after my dad died one night we all kept lowering the air because for some strange reason it kept going to 80 degrees ( the way my dad liked it ) and no one else touched it we always lowered it ( my mom my sister and me )
4 I found 100 dollars crumpled the way my dad used to keep his money on the floor in my bedroom after my dad died
5 My mom woke up a month after my dad died and saw him walking out of the bathroom (the time he always did and the exact way he walked ) she asked him to go get her a drink of water ( she was groggy and forgot for a moment my dad died )
1 when we were living in my grandmothers condo ( she died there my sister saw her shadow
2 when I started dating my husband and slept over his apartment one night I woke up to go to the bathroom I saw a figure standing over him I freaked and when I described to him the man that stood over him and he said it was his dad ( his dad died before i met him in a car crash ) he said he always visits him and plays tricks on him ( havent seen him since then )
3 right after my dad died one night we all kept lowering the air because for some strange reason it kept going to 80 degrees ( the way my dad liked it ) and no one else touched it we always lowered it ( my mom my sister and me )
4 I found 100 dollars crumpled the way my dad used to keep his money on the floor in my bedroom after my dad died
5 My mom woke up a month after my dad died and saw him walking out of the bathroom (the time he always did and the exact way he walked ) she asked him to go get her a drink of water ( she was groggy and forgot for a moment my dad died )
sillyspook13
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The house I lived in when I was growing up was next to the local cemetery. My mom says she often saw a spirit walking around in her bedroom......:lookaroun
Last year we went back to Georgia to visit family. My uncle's band had a concert at a church. I wasn't feeling well so I stepped out to walk around. The hallway went in a giant square around the peremiter of the church. As I reached the back of the building, I noticed a very strange chill in the air. I stepped into a room that was completely dark, except for one light. When I stepped into the light, I felt a tingling down my back and a presence in the room. I stepped away and went back, but it was gone. Later I went back to that room. All the lights were on and a strange old woman was standing in the far corner of the room staring at me. Perhaps she was a ghost?
Last year we went back to Georgia to visit family. My uncle's band had a concert at a church. I wasn't feeling well so I stepped out to walk around. The hallway went in a giant square around the peremiter of the church. As I reached the back of the building, I noticed a very strange chill in the air. I stepped into a room that was completely dark, except for one light. When I stepped into the light, I felt a tingling down my back and a presence in the room. I stepped away and went back, but it was gone. Later I went back to that room. All the lights were on and a strange old woman was standing in the far corner of the room staring at me. Perhaps she was a ghost?
darthdarrel
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I don`t know if I beleive in Ghosts or not, that`s why I`m thinking of Joining Ohios Ghost hunter association, to see for myself!
Wckd Queen
New Member
Ive experienced 'presences' if you will (not sure I believe in 'ghosts' 
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My fathers mother passed away on Christmas morning back in 1975. I was only 11 at the time. After many years, my father and his brothers decided it was time to sell the old house, so the attic was to be cleaned out. There were two old trunks that I was always obsessed with up there. Before the men came to clean the attic, we all went up and took our stuff out. I went into the room with the trunks and decided to finally have a look at what had intrigued me from childhood. Inside, I found the remains of my Great Aunt Diana's truseau. Diana was older than my grandmother and married first, only to die in childbirth. Her unused truseau was passed on to my grandmother, who kept it in the trunk. I took the old linens and dressing gowns, as well as my grandmothers pristine satin wedding gown.
A few months later, I was sitting in my bedroom, looking at the gown. It was a classic 1920s flapper style, and while the tulle had long since disintigrated, the pearls, chrystals and lace were beautifully preserved. I didnt know what to do with it other than keeping it in its box on the shelf in my closet, and I was toying with the idea of cutting it up and making something for each of my cousins and I out of it. I folded it up, put it back in the closet, and thats when it happened.
I suddenly smelled my grandmothers frying meatballs in my bedroom. It was a smell unique to her home from my childhood and something I hadnt smelled in well over a decade at that point. Then I felt HER there. To say that I completey freaked out would be putting it mildly. I kept saying you're scaring me, but I knew she wouldnt hurt me. So I finally said, OK, I wont touch the dress...and she was gone.
When I finally got the courage to tell my parents (figured that they would think Lisa was hitting the vodka a little bit too hard that night my father told me how proud my grandmother had been that during the depression, when alot of women simply rented gowns, she was able to buy her own wedding gown. We guessed that she just wanted it preserved, so she made sure I wouldnt make pillows or something out of it.
She came back one other time, with my grandfather who passed away when I was a year old, when I was going thru a particularly stressful event, and it was very soothing.
Its a truly freaky thing to have happen to you. I never believed in ghosts or hauntings, to be honest. There was no apparition or ratteling chains or anything. Just that distinct smell and an overwhelming sense of her in the room. Definitely a mind blowing experience.
) My fathers mother passed away on Christmas morning back in 1975. I was only 11 at the time. After many years, my father and his brothers decided it was time to sell the old house, so the attic was to be cleaned out. There were two old trunks that I was always obsessed with up there. Before the men came to clean the attic, we all went up and took our stuff out. I went into the room with the trunks and decided to finally have a look at what had intrigued me from childhood. Inside, I found the remains of my Great Aunt Diana's truseau. Diana was older than my grandmother and married first, only to die in childbirth. Her unused truseau was passed on to my grandmother, who kept it in the trunk. I took the old linens and dressing gowns, as well as my grandmothers pristine satin wedding gown.
A few months later, I was sitting in my bedroom, looking at the gown. It was a classic 1920s flapper style, and while the tulle had long since disintigrated, the pearls, chrystals and lace were beautifully preserved. I didnt know what to do with it other than keeping it in its box on the shelf in my closet, and I was toying with the idea of cutting it up and making something for each of my cousins and I out of it. I folded it up, put it back in the closet, and thats when it happened.
I suddenly smelled my grandmothers frying meatballs in my bedroom. It was a smell unique to her home from my childhood and something I hadnt smelled in well over a decade at that point. Then I felt HER there. To say that I completey freaked out would be putting it mildly. I kept saying you're scaring me, but I knew she wouldnt hurt me. So I finally said, OK, I wont touch the dress...and she was gone.
When I finally got the courage to tell my parents (figured that they would think Lisa was hitting the vodka a little bit too hard that night
my father told me how proud my grandmother had been that during the depression, when alot of women simply rented gowns, she was able to buy her own wedding gown. We guessed that she just wanted it preserved, so she made sure I wouldnt make pillows or something out of it.She came back one other time, with my grandfather who passed away when I was a year old, when I was going thru a particularly stressful event, and it was very soothing.
Its a truly freaky thing to have happen to you. I never believed in ghosts or hauntings, to be honest. There was no apparition or ratteling chains or anything. Just that distinct smell and an overwhelming sense of her in the room. Definitely a mind blowing experience.
tigsmom
Well-Known Member
I too have felt the "presence" in times of stress. I had been sick for quite sometime and ended up being hospitalized to find a diagnosis. I remember, just as I was falling asleep, my mom (who had died 2 years earlier) sitting on the edge of my bed brushing my hair out of my eyes...just like she always did when I was sick. I also felt her in my little one's hospital room...thats when I knew everything would be alright. She had been thisclose to death, but started getting better that same night.
I honestly believe that our loved ones never truly leave us.
I honestly believe that our loved ones never truly leave us.
DMC-12
It's HarmonioUS, NOT HarmoniYOU.
At first glance... I thought this thread was titled:
"Do you believe in goats?" :lol:
But, no, I dont believe in Goats or Ghosts. :lol:
Why would a spirit/ghost wanna stick around here?... I think its pretty vain to think that. Its all nonsense if you ask me... but thats just my crappy 2 cents...lol
Not to sound mean... but,
You die... thats it... buh-bye... :lol: :wave:
"Do you believe in goats?" :lol:
But, no, I dont believe in Goats or Ghosts. :lol:
Why would a spirit/ghost wanna stick around here?... I think its pretty vain to think that. Its all nonsense if you ask me... but thats just my crappy 2 cents...lol
Not to sound mean... but,
You die... thats it... buh-bye... :lol: :wave:
Steamboat_Kevin
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Oh, who asked your opinion?!:animwink:
Steamboat_Kevin
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YAY! A cookie!
(gives grass to goat)
(sings like Eddie Vedder)
My goat is eating graaaaassss todaaaay.
BTW, Tenchu, I really hope I'm not a 30 year old comedy writer. I'd be pretty short
Steamboat_Kevin
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:lookaroun :lookaroun :lookaroun
I'm not sure about ghosts, but I do know that it's common for people to see or hear their loved ones after they (the loved ones) have died. In fact, I think there's a commercial which features that very thing.
I had three instances after my father's death almost two years ago. We had a private viewing followed by cremation, then a memorial service 2 weeks later (so that all of my siblings could attend) A week or so before the service, I clearly heard my father say "Don't forget the roses." He was so proud of his rose garden, and wanted some at his funeral.
A few days after he died, both my mother and I heard him crying on the same night, and my mother awoke to water dripping on her face. (Of course, she could have been crying in her sleep)
The last instance was after I returned from interring his ashes in the family plot. I saw him in a dream, where he pushed his walker out of the way, stood up straight, and strode down a hall with a golden glow until he disappeared into the light. I haven't heard or dreamt anything since.
My husband said he went through similar experiences when his parents died, and I've talked with others who have shared the same experiences.
Now, you could either believe that it's only your own mind doing this to you, or you could believe that it's your loved one offering you comfort, and letting you know that your spirit will go on. I prefer to believe the latter.
As far as spirits haunting the places where they died goes, I'm not so sure. I worked in a hospital and never saw anything odd. However, I have been in houses and places that felt "strange" and made me uncomfortable for no apparent reason, only to learn that they are considered haunted.
I had three instances after my father's death almost two years ago. We had a private viewing followed by cremation, then a memorial service 2 weeks later (so that all of my siblings could attend) A week or so before the service, I clearly heard my father say "Don't forget the roses." He was so proud of his rose garden, and wanted some at his funeral.
A few days after he died, both my mother and I heard him crying on the same night, and my mother awoke to water dripping on her face. (Of course, she could have been crying in her sleep)
The last instance was after I returned from interring his ashes in the family plot. I saw him in a dream, where he pushed his walker out of the way, stood up straight, and strode down a hall with a golden glow until he disappeared into the light. I haven't heard or dreamt anything since.
My husband said he went through similar experiences when his parents died, and I've talked with others who have shared the same experiences.
Now, you could either believe that it's only your own mind doing this to you, or you could believe that it's your loved one offering you comfort, and letting you know that your spirit will go on. I prefer to believe the latter.
As far as spirits haunting the places where they died goes, I'm not so sure. I worked in a hospital and never saw anything odd. However, I have been in houses and places that felt "strange" and made me uncomfortable for no apparent reason, only to learn that they are considered haunted.