Share your ghost stories

puokgirl · August 2010

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:4745c18b-754a-4510-97a0-2b28a7894056">Re: Share your ghost stories</a>:
[QUOTE]In Response to Re: Share your ghost stories : My bedroom growing up was the same way! Except it freaked me out a lot a few months before I moved out. I would wake up feeling like I was being strangled and I couldn't breath or scream out even though I would try to yell for my mom. I feel like whatever it was, was mad I was leaving.
Posted by amylydia23[/QUOTE]

I only had one really scary dream/wakefulness thing like that before I moved out. I dreamed that I was asleep in my bed but that I had woken up because my sister's friend came into my room and was poking around. I watched her, confused. When she came to my nightstand and started opening the top drawer I asked her what she needed. Then she turned into this scary bone monster thing with dark whisps floating off the bones, looked at me and said "I Hope you DIE!"

I couldn't move in the dream, so I forced myself to wake up, but I couldn't move or scream once I was awake either. Once I was able to relax a bit, I could move. I said "That wasn't very nice. Please don't do it again." I've always talked to "it" - no real reason not to, I guess.

tba0313 · August 2010

Ghost story:

I used to live in Gettysburg, where you can't move 3 feet without being on haunted grounds. I would always hear footsteps in the apartment above mine, and would sometimes look for the girls car or go up and knock to tell her to stop stomping, but she was never home. Then one night out of the corner of my eye I saw what looked like a man in a hat walk from my living room into the kichen - but it was just a shadow figure. I sat silent and sure enough it walked back. I did some research and it said you can talk to the spirits - so I sat in the kitchen one day and just asked him if he would stay upstairs. After that, I only ever heard the footsteps.

Angel Story:

When I was in sixth grade we had a yard sale. It was mid-july a HOT outside. A little old lady walked over in a heavy long coat and I distinctly remember her pearls. She asked my mom what kind of flowers she had planted. Mom couldn't remember, but offered to dig her some out and put them in a cup and hopefully she could re plant them. The woman was so thankful and tried to give my mom a quarter. Mom refused. She took my moms hands and looked her square in the eye and said "i'll pray for you". Mom said thanks and turned to walk away. She immediately turned back around to tell the woman she remebered the flowers name, and the lady was gone. Mom looked up and down the street and she wasn't anywhere.

That night we took the remaining items to the rescue mission and were hit head on. Our truck flipped, and I flew out through the back window 50 feet. I went out so fast that I got blue paint from the truck down the sides of my shoes. I felt like I was layed down on the ground. No injuries, no road burn. The back of the truck where I was sitting collapsed when it rolled and I would have been crushed. The whole front of the truck was pushed into the seats, but both my parents survived as well.

At the accident scene as we were getting into the ambulance there was a crowd of people gathered around, and my mom looked back and saw the old lady. She pointed her out to me and I can attest she was standing there holding a rosary. We believe she was our angel.

cupcakesfrosting · August 2010

Meh. I'm late on it too.. My Mom has told me this story for years..

I was born a couple weeks premature, nothing too dire, except my lungs were wayyyy underdeveloped. I had was hooked up to a breathing macine for a few months, then when I was finally allowed to go home with my parents, I was on a breathing monitor. If I stopped breathing, it would sound this really loud alarm, that was supposed to scare me into breathing. If the alarm went on for more than 10 seconds, my Mom was supposed to come in and wake me up, etc.

Well, one night, a few months after I came home, it went off, and I didn't wake up. My Mom came in and my Grandfather, who had died 2 years almost to the day I was born was standing over my crib, with his hand on my chest. I woke up, and started breathing, and was apparently looking at him.

I never had that problem again. The doctors took me off the Monitor 3 days later.

thesuninherhead · August 2010

In Response to <a href="http://forums.theknot.com/Sites/theknot/Pages/Main.aspx/wedding-boards_snarky-brides_share-ghost-stories?plckFindPostKey=Cat:Wedding BoardsForum:17Discussion:21dee22d-1095-4275-a5b9-967cfdfc3831Post:f89d6af7-62ad-4972-ad18-15eedcf1f01e">Re: Share your ghost stories</a>:
[QUOTE]Mine's a sweet one, but doesn't involve people. I lost my beloved dog back in December. Last Saturday, Max was at Doggie Day Camp, and John was home early from RAGBRAI. I had gone upstairs to lie down for a nap so I could prop up my knee. I think John may have come up too - no he was gone, to go pick up his truck. Anyway, I was alone. I heard this faint bell ring (we've hung bells for Max to ring to tell us he wants to go outside), and then beside me, I heard Maggie's "I found my contented spot" sigh. I don't get the bell part; she didn't have them; but it was like she came in from lying in the grass and came up to lie beside me.
Posted by missy68[/QUOTE] I do have a weird coincidence story that could be a pet ghost story, haha. My gorgeous sweet brown tabby, Nomad, passed at age 3 last year due to lymphoma. He and I were like some sort of friendship soulmates; he was so in tune with my emotions all of the time. Anyway, on the year anniversary of his passing this year, I woke up to a meow downstairs. I went down- I even fell down one of the stairs and made a huge noise- and saw a brown tabby sitting by the backdoor. I went over and turned the light on, and it walked up, looked at me, and then continued walking. It was really bizarre because we've never seen a brown tabby here before (actually, it was the third cat (beside our own which are indoor only) that we've ever seen here), and the other two cats we've seen once have both run off quickly. I couldn't help but hope/somewhat believe that it was Nomad's way of saying hello.

rubyjem00 · August 2010

I have a kinda spooky ghost story and a funny one.

When I was 10, my parents bought a new house and my room was in a loft type area by itself. The area always creeped my out so I camped out almost exclusively in my younger sister's room. One morning my sister and I got up early to watch Saturday morning cartoons and as we passed the stairs that led to my room, I saw a male figure walk across the door way. No one believed me - they all said it was just the street lights. But the window in my room faced the backyard, not the street. Needless to say, I never slept in my room after that.

The funny story actually creeped me out even more. My BF and I were staying at this old bed and breakfast in CT. I was reading through the guest book in the room and all the people had written about how they had seen "the" ghost. I freaked out and didn't sleep at all that night because I was so nervous about being visited by "the" ghost. In the morning I figured it out...a small ghost had been painted into the mural on the wall. Not only did I feel really stupid but I was also ridiculously tired.

Share your ghost stories

Re: Share your ghost stories

Choose Another Board

Search Boards