Share your ghost stories

katiewhompus

Inspired by the other thread

When I was 9 my family rented a small 2 story house in rural VA. My bedroom and my parent's bedroom was downstairs, and we used the upstairs bedrooms as my play room and extra storage. Every night I had dreams that a man was coming through my window to kill me and would end up sleeping in my parents room crying. I also hated my play room because I always felt like something bad would happen to me when I was up there. When we moved out my mom told our landlord about those things. Turned out the family before us had a little girl who was killed in my room by (you guess it) a guy who came through her window. They also had a little boy who was shot in my playroom.

When I was 18 one of my friends was killed in a car accident while I was on vacation. I went to see her grave about 2 weeks later and brought some incense to use as a prayer stick. My dad drove me there since it was after dark and stood about 30 feet away to give me some privacy. I was talking to Nic and suddenly felt like I was being watched, and started getting scared. Then I heard my dad yell "Get away from her" and he was running towards me. He said he saw a man in a suit and top hat walking towards me as I was talking to my friend. When he yelled the guy vanished. My dad was really shaken up about this because prior to that night, he didn't believe in ghosts.

kkchisholm

Second one gave me chills!

I have no ghost stories that I can remember, makes me feel left out.
But my parents tell me when I was three  I used to go into their bedroom nightly telling them "a short bald man was swinging from the curtains". They heard a man hung himself in my room long before we lived there. Creepy. I am glad I don't remember that.

npasquale16

Oh my God, Katie, those are scary!

A few months ago, FI and I were going out when this insane storm hit (it left our whole area flooded for days).  It was all we could do to get back to the apartment.  When we got home, the power kept flickering on and off.  FI joked, "It must be the ghost" and, of course, I was terrified. 

Later, I was by myself in the bedroom and the tv came on by itself.  It hadn't been on all day, so I don't think it was a power issue.  I started screaming and crying because it scared the hell out of me.  FI calmed me down and we went into the other room and relaxed.

A few hours later, we're both in the kitchen and we hear talking.  The damn tv turned itself on again.  I almost pissed my pants.  I can't be in the bedroom alone anymore  if FI isn't in the apartment.

nda_roxybabe

Katie- your second one gave me chills as well.

KK- thats fricking creepy.

jasmineh7777

The graveyard story is scary. Eep.
 I mentioned this in the other thread.
I saw a little girl spirit when I was a young child. First, on a hill that used to be a Native American shanty town. She was white and a settler.
Then I saw her in my living room. She took my hand, and we flew or levitated I suppose. (I always struggle with whether or not this was a dream).
When we moved, I started seeing her little brother. Neither were mean, just a little startling.

When I moved out of my parent's, my mom had a bad dream. These two kids were standing at the end of her bed, they were mad and wanted to know where I was.

I told her exactly what they looked like, and I was right. She started to believe me then, a good 10 years later.

katiewhompus

Oh jeez, KK, that would be just a little traumatic!

When I was 5 we lived in Kuwait on the ground floor of a gated apartment complex. One night I saw a face in my window and ran to tell my parents. Dad looked outside and didn't see anyone and chalked it up to too much sugar. Next night same thing, next night, next night (I was an over-imaginative little kid though, my dad isn't just mean or anything). Well one night I saw him and ran straight into my parent's room and all of the sudden we heard "M*therf*cker!" and a huge crash. Turned out it was a guy peeking in all of the ground floor rooms, and he just looked into the room of a single American woman whose Marine bf happened to be visiting that night. Bad news for the peeker.

Blueyed228

Jasmineh- your mind is most open in that period between sleeping and waking up.

AllAboutTheBenjamin

Yeah uh... katie that graveyard story freaks the shiit out of me.

I typed so much ghost stuff in the other thread I doubt anyone wants to hear more from me!  Haha!

kkchisholm

Hahah I don't remember it!

kkchisholm

Now that I really think about it... I think it might have been some sort of murder suicide. Now I have to google it see if anything pops up! How far do news articles go back on google?

npasquale16

I had to turn on Lifetime because these stories are freaking me out nad there's no way I can start paper # 2 if I'm terrified of every little noise in the apartment!

jasmineh7777

Blue- The first time was in the middle of the day. Every other time was at night.
With the girl though, I would have been wandering around my house alone at night. Wierd, because I was/am a sissy.

The boy I saw sitting on the edge of my bed. He had turned the t.v. on. Then, I just went back to sleep. In retrospect, it was rather strange.

nda_roxybabe

Ok heres the rough draft of my ghost dream. It was really odd, I woke up feeling peaceful and I would gladly have the dream again. It was surreal.

Ghost dream

It started that I was in some really cool hotel room (large, open space. The bathroom was huge and the walls didn't go all the way up. There were even several closets full of gorgeous clothes) with T and some pretty girl.
The girl and I were wandering around exploring things when we saw a little flash of light. Then, all of a sudden, I was a little girl and this pretty girl was my older "sister". We were running around playing and the hotel kept getting bigger and bigger, until it was an old mansion and we kept discovering new areas that hadn't been there before.
We went to this one area and saw another flash and got this weird scary sense that it was a ghost but we continued playing anyway. Then we had some friends there who were playing and chasing us around until me and my sister ran downstairs and outside where we saw our parents.
 
I realized then that we were dead (my sister and I). We talked for a little bit with my parents and then went back inside with our "new" brother (He had been our brother while we were living but apparently he had just died and therefore joined us). As we were walking back inside some old lady popped her head in and said  to me "He put you in here with the towers and flashes", I realized I was the only one of us 3 children who knew we were dead, my sister and brother had no idea. I didn't say anything to them and we ran back upstairs and our friends were chasing us again so we jumped over a little banister, that lead to a ramp to get away from them

jasmineh7777

Good plan Pasquale. Sorry!

nda_roxybabe

Oh gosh, the font is awful. I c&p'd from blog.

jasmineh7777

Roxy, it may not have scared you but it sounds freaky! Who is "he?"

katiewhompus

Oh oh, I have a funny story, maybe it will help Pas

When I was in college one of my friends had watched a horror movie by herself and scared herself to bits. So she demanded that her roomie come over with her bf (they were at his house) and that I come too (safety in numbers). The movie was something where you looked out of a peephole, saw shadows, then the tv went staticy. We were feeling mischievous that night so while she was in the bathroom we taped "shadows" into the hallway and "knocked" on the bottom of the couch. As she looked out the peephole her roomie hit the tv input button so it went staticky. She flipped her shiit, then yelled "that's not funny!" and hit the tv power button.
Except instead of turning off the tv turned a bunch of colors, then flashed "Warning"..."This is not realty"..."This is not a dream"...at this point we were all really freaked out, because this was not planned at all. After about 10 minutes of random creepy text scrolling it turned out to be an ad for the tv manufacturer that could only be triggered by simultaneously hitting the power/channel/volume button.
We never teased her again after that.

jasmineh7777

Hi rhon! Welcome to SB. Have a seat at the campfire.

npasquale16

Scary, rhonwynv!  I'm afraid that's going to happen when we go to Alcatraz.  We're taking a night tour--WTF was I thinking?

AllAboutTheBenjamin

Lol yeah Roxy - that dream is pretty bizarre.  I'm left wondering who "he" is too.

npasquale16

Haha, Katie, thanks!  I'm getting so freaked out over here

nda_roxybabe

Katie- thats still super freaky!

Jas- oh yea, I'm pretty sure "he" was my father in my dream. My parents in my dream were not my parents, I wasnt me either though.

jasmineh7777

Okay. Now I'm thoroughly scared, and it's time for bed. You will all be hearing about my nightmares tomorrow!

Night.

AllAboutTheBenjamin

Good night jas!

npasquale16

I have a funny one, too.

I went to an all-girls Catholic high school.  My group of friends and I were in this peer-leadership program and we used to meet every Wednesday night at about 7 or 8 with one of the Sisters.  We would plan community projects and stuff like that. 

Since I lived so far from school (about an hour), my friends and I would just stay at school until the meeting.  It was a lot of fun; we'd order food and hang out and our parents were glad because they didn't have to shuttle us back and forth.

Since it was a Catholic school dedicated to Mary, the Sisters always used to say "Mary walks these halls."  It was supposed to be comforting.  Anyway, one evening we were eating dinner in the hallway outside of the library.  Everyone was just sprawled out on the ground, eating and relaxing.  The lights were on in our area of the hallway, but further down it was dark.

All of the sudden, we saw a glowing cross down the hall from us.  Everyone just froze and then I yelped "Mary walks these halls" and we all started screaming and running.  Later that night, we told Sr. Colleen, thinking it might have been one fo the Sisters,  and she said none of the Sisters would have crept into the hall to scare us.

When we were close to graduating, another Sister confessed that it was her all along.  She teased us mercilessly afterwards.

npasquale16

Night, Jas and welcome, Rho!

katiewhompus

Night Jas

I'm just so thanksful Scott closes the store tomorrow instead of his usual 3am shift. Now when I have dreams I can make him investigate the noises

Rhon, I had a similar experience in, of all places, the National Cathedral in DC. We were walking up a back spiral staircase and suddenly I got all woozy and heard foot steps. I got the worst panic attack and apparently froze on the steps. I thought that someone was chasing me and if they caught me would kill me and flew up the steps. I reached the top of the stairs and then jolted back awake when my mom grabbed my arm and said "Are you ok?" I had never moved on the stairs. Then when we walked down to the gift shop I had another panic attack because I felt like the spirits didn't want me in there, that something was wrong with me and I ran through the gift shop into the crypts which felt ok.

Ingamckinley

I had to drop in on this one. First of all my best friend and her family have a lot of weird stuff happening around them and her older sister is like a medium. My bf usually attracts spirits or energy but her sister can see ghosts all the time.

 So when I was staying at their house (we were sleeping on the floor in the living room) I woke up around 3 am because I heard a noise in the kitchen. Then I saw someone by the fridge, I don't think it was open, but it was illuminated around him, but he was still like a shadow. He was bending over and when he stood up his long hair flipped back. (Nobody in my friend's family has long hair)

So I asked the next day if anyone else had been staying over and they all said no and I told them what I saw and her sister said "oh you saw the hippie, yeah he usually hangs out in the garage"

There's a lot of stuff that happens whenever I'm at her house though.

npasquale16

In Response to <a href="http://forums.theknot.com/Sites/theknot/Pages/Main.aspx/wedding-boards_snarky-brides_share-ghost-stories?plckFindPostKey=Cat:Wedding%20BoardsForum:17Discussion:21dee22d-1095-4275-a5b9-967cfdfc3831Post:82c69561-943b-478e-b836-0f43aaa0d2ff">Re: Share your ghost stories</a>:
[QUOTE]Night Jas :) I'm just so thanksful Scott closes the store tomorrow instead of his usual 3am shift. Now when I have dreams I can make him investigate the noises :) Rhon, I had a similar experience in, of all places, the National Cathedral in DC. We were walking up a back spiral staircase and suddenly I got all woozy and heard foot steps. I got the worst panic attack and apparently froze on the steps. I thought that someone was chasing me and if they caught me would kill me and flew up the steps. I reached the top of the stairs and then jolted back awake when my mom grabbed my arm and said "Are you ok?" I had never moved on the stairs. Then when we walked down to the gift shop I had another panic attack because I felt like the spirits didn't want me in there, that something was wrong with me and I ran through the gift shop <strong>into the crypts which felt ok</strong>.
Posted by katiewhompus[/QUOTE]

That's bizarre.

amylydia23

Betwee my junior and senior year of high school I lost 2 very good friends within 6 months.  It was Christmas time and my friend and I decorated the Christmas tree at her house.  We had put the twinkling white lights on the tree and out of no where they started twinkling like crazy.  My friend looked at me and was like what the hell and I just said it must be J saying hello.  As soon as I said that it slowed down again.  A few minutes later the lights started spazzing out again and my friend said J stop it and it didn't stop.  I said no this time it has to be T and the lights stopped going crazy again.  I just think of it as their way of saying hello but it was definitely odd.

AllAboutTheBenjamin

How about "angel" or angel-ish experiences?

On one of our family trips to Cali when I was about 9 or 10, I was swimming in the ocean and dove under a wave.  When I came up, the next one was nearly right on top of me - and it was HUGE, I was not prepared for it.  I was being pummeled around and I had no idea which way was up - fighting to get out, but I couldn't.  I actually thought I would drown, and felt peaceful for a second.  It was right then that someone firmly grabbed my arm and dragged me up on the shore.  I composed myself and while I was rubbing water out of my eyes I looked up to see who it was and say thank you, but whoever it was had vanished.  No one I was with saw who it was.

My grandma had a similar situation, except it was in a large crowd at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena.  My uncle was playing for USC in '85 and I guess it was really crowded getting out, and she panicked when she was separated from my grandpa.  Someone grabbed her and pulled her to the side where she could stand instead of get swept into the crowd.  But she never saw who it was.