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Just to get this straight, me being followed by ghost 99% of the time is completely my fault. Ghosts have always been something interesting to study about and I have always believed in. But lately the feeling of them being around me has gotten stronger. Sure its fun to read about them and talk to them, until they start stalking you.

Of course I have all the bad luck, I can't see them until its totally dark so I make sure there is always some light everywhere I go at night. What really scares me though is the feeling they give of it is not a good one. I also know that I am not imaging it.

A few days ago at lunch I went up to the porch at school to check the time when I suddenly felt as if someone grabbed my neck it did not hurt or anything, but I couldn't breathe. I ran of the porch as soon as I was back around other people, I could breathe again but my senses could still feel that thing near by. I told my friends about it, then my friend Lisa (not her real name), told me I had to fingerprints on my neck. It freaked me out even more.

We sat down near the lake, about five to six yards away, then suddenly I felt a ghost crowd around me, I knew that people have drowned and died near there but they were crowding so close to me it was like I was being smothered. It bugged me and frightened me, but they didn't leave me alone instead they followed me home.

That was annoying and now I have trouble sleeping because the sense of their hate kept me awake for fear of going to sleep. And the weird thing is I am usually a very positive person.

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I was staying the night at my friend's house and we kept on hearing strange noises and footsteps. I stepped outside the bedroom door to see if anyone was out there and there was nothing but darkness. I went back and tried to get some sleep. The second I closed my eyes the noises started again. So I went to the door again and it sounded like someone was running down the hall. I lost my breath and ran back to the bed and woke up my friend. The noises just kept coming back and my friend and I were scared to death.

She had told me that a man killed himself in that house. At 3:00 a.m. I ended up walking home. I was so scared and there was nothing I could do. I never expected anything like that to happen. I never believed in the whole ghost thing but now I'm a believer. Some people believe me and some people don't. Its a thing that I like to keep to myself usually. Now every night before I go to bed I watch Ghost Hunters and struggle to sleep. Nothing since then has happened but I still think about it all the time. It was something I will never forget.

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This happened to me on friday, march 2, 2007. I was sleeping in my room with my door opened, as well as the hallway door, which wasn't very long. I woke up and saw my little 1 year old sister, natalie, standing near the sofa. I got up to get her. I was close to the door of the living room when I heard my mom's voice "Alyssa, what's the matter?" she said. Still looking at what appeared to be my sister I replied "oh, I think I seen nat-nat standing near the sofa", "Oh, she was walking around but she laid back down." She replied. I looked in her room and sure enough, natalie was sleeping. But then I turned back to the sofa and still I saw "natalie".

I went back to my bed and went to sleep. Then, the next night, my 10 year old cousin louie spent the night. In the morning, he said he saw my sister by the sofa where I had seen her night before and heard my mom on the phone. My mom's answer: " I was asleep all night and the door was closed leaving natalie unable to get if she indeed woke up."

Here is another story that happened in the same house. Now, I only have taken 1 bath, and 1 bath only I that very house. Reason being? The night that I took a bath, I started seeing very long gray hairs. At first, I didn't think twice about it until more and more started coming out. Then, as I was about to get out, the plug shout out into the air, hitting the ceiling. To this day, I have never taken a bath, only showers.

Thank goodness we are now moving! Hit me up with some comments please on my stories. Thanks!

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I think Hello is needed Hello everyone,

I am new to this forum and hope to get acquainted with everyone. I have read some amazing stories on here, you guys really know how to tell a story. I'm not that good of a story teller since English is not my first language. But hope you'll enjoy reading my story as I did reading yours.

Well I have had many experiences in my house which my family and 1 witnessed. One is a faint sound like that of scratching, me and my brothers heard it often before going to bed around 11:30 we would wonder around the room trying to find the source but with no luck, as we get closer to the sound it was as if it moved and went to another side of the room, and when we called our mother to come and hear it would stop.

Only my brothers and I heard it, and I used to stay up hours waiting until it stopped. It used to go silent then come back too, what was really annoying. When the sound was present I use to feel uncomfortable and couldn't sleep having the feeling I'm being watched. I didn't use to show this to my brothers who gave it the name itchy.

There was another experience I had. My younger brother has many toy bears in our room, teddy bears. They used to be placed on the radiator next to my bed like 15 of them. And they were always placed there no one moved them. So one night while I was asleep, me being a light sleeper, woke up to see 2 teddy bears next to our bedroom door, one which was floating as if being swayed around by a kid I did not see no ghost but 100% sure I saw it go from one side to the next like a meter to the left and right when I bobbed my head up off my pillow it dropped to the ground to the far left of the door and I heard like a bang as if something hit the door.

I was shocked of what I saw and new that was the thing making me feel uneasy before I sleep and what was watching me, I never thought I'll experience something I thought would never happen to me. The next day I removed all teddy bears from the room.

That's my story. Looking forward to read your feedback.

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It first started when I entered the army. I was sent to Afghanistan to help fight in the war. During the war, there was this battle. The date was January 23, 2005 and then there was this nasty sandstorm! Nobody could see anything! I opened my eyes hastily and found something that I never thought I would see in my life!

It was actually ghosts! And, they were wearing the U.S. Army, Air Force, and Navy clothes. The only reason I think I could've seen them was because of the sand. They were helping us with the sandstorm fight off the people of Afghanistan! While the sandstorm was going, they were saluting us. That was the first time that I had ever seen spirits!

Then the next time, I was taking a vacation with my family, (I had been sent back to America to stay.) And we were on the beach of Jamaica and the wind picked up and the sand blew for about 5 to 7 seconds. Just then, I was the only one I think that had just seen the spirits and just then they said to me...

"Thank you for serving our country..."

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In a small community, in lewis co, stands a small cottage home that dates back well beyond 1935. I bought the property in April of 2001, not knowing the home was haunted. I've always believed in ghosts, but I never guessed my home to be haunted. Boy was I wrong, many times after moving in, late at night, I could hear what sounded to be a female's voice, then at times, was a man's. Never sure of what was being said.

One morning I was awakened by the bedroom door to where I was sleeping, opening and slamming shut. Time moved on, many things happened, I got married, my wife was awakened to the blankets jerked off her, it was almost like they didn't like her and waited for me to leave for work. She was knocked down many times, and hit on, slapped and her hair would get pulled. A young female apparition, started appearing many places in the house, sometimes appearing solid as me and sometimes transparent.

I decided to try to record any phenomenon I could get. During the time of the recording, I got a young girl saying "I lost something in monteka". An older lady, saying that a man that lives upstairs is a hardnose. Keep in mind it's only a single story home. Who these people are I haven't a clue. After hearing the evps, I decided to look in the attic for any clues to anything that had been happening.

Well Low and behold, I found a room that I was not aware of. I opened the door and it was only big enough for a small cot and room to walk by it. So I assume this may be where the man the older lady was referring to stays. The only one ever to see this old man was my daughter. She describes him as being short, bent over and mean looking.

As the house sits empty, still yet to this day, many sounds and the gray gloomy shadows still hover over my wright st cottage home.

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Hi, this is another one of my other story. I was in my room being bored so I decided to read. I was laying on my bed and the house I live in now is new, nobody else has lived in it. I was laying there, reading with my legs up and my book resting on them. I had this feeling that something just told me to look in my door way. Well I did and I saw this white figure just standing there, looking at me and I was so scared, I closed my eyes for a couple of minutes. I decided to open them and it was still there, like a couple of seconds. When I opened my eyes, the figure just walked to the right of him/her into either the bathroom or my little sister's room but I never saw it again. That day was around christmas time and my aunt said the same thing happened to her and she just thought it was a christmas angel visiting. My mom said the same thing so it was probably it. I have experienced a lot more stories but I'm going to tell them all one at a time so you don't get confused.

Thanks for reading.

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My name is Melaine. I am a 13 years old who has had but one experience with the paranormal so far throughout my life. Here it is: I was 6 years old, and it was a normal November night for me. I was in bed by 8:00 sharp, as every night, but I usually stayed up an hour later... I was looking out my window as I had done at that time to get to sleep. I had always been "scared" of the dark, and I would be sure to cover my whole body up and only leave a small slit open, so I could breathe. But on this night I had been feeling brave and decided to take the covers off my head.

Well, as I was looking out my window I had felt a creepy feeling come over me and instinctively threw the covers over my head. After the feeling passed I took the covers back off and my eyes went straight to the window. There, in that window, were two huge, blood red eyes staring at me. I couldn't move, it was as if I was frozen with fear... and then, they were gone. I regained enough of myself to throw the covers on my head and stay up half the night scared to death.

Then about 4 years later I was in my kitchen, thinking about what had happened, my babysitter was watching me and I asked her if she had had any unusual experiences and she broke down crying saying that she didn't want the man in the window to come back! I asked her which window and it was the same window where I saw those eyes!

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I'm writing this because my sister has been acting weird. When I was sleeping one night I heard this shrill laughing from her room. So I went down the hall to see what it was and she was up with her light on talking to herself in the mirror. So I went back to bed and the next morning she was in her bed again. Before I went to school I asked her who she was talking to, she said she was talking to the girl in the mirror. So I was freaked out at first but then I did research on the house and there was three people that died here.

It was a little girl who I think she was talking to in the mirror, and a little boy and a father which is downstairs. I usually see the man downstairs sitting in an rocking chair next to the fireplace when it is lit. But I have never actually seen the girl or the boy.

So one day she was talking to herself in the mirror in her room again and asked her what was the "little girls" name was, she said it was nicole. I have always believed in ghosts and have seen them. The man's name downstairs is Tom. And the little girls name was nicole, but on the research, they did not mention the little boys name. So I set up a motion camera in her room and it takes pictures with motion. So when I looked at the film after school one day it had pictures of this clear tan figure of the shape of a little girl playing with the dora doll house, so I was startled at first but I always see ghosts everywhere and my mom also does.

Do you think she has the ability to see ghosts or is it an imaginary friend? Can you give me your opinion?

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I am not asking for help. I just though this would be an interesting story for all of us that have expereinced things. I live in front a mountain that is named Sims Mountain. The mountain can take you to various towns in West Virginia. I will tell all the experiences I have experienced, or some of the ones I have heard. Starting with the most famous in my town.

Well an old tale that is common with the locals in my town is The Sims Mountain Ghost. The story takes place when West Virginia was still a part of Virginia. There was a widow living in a cabin with her three children. One day the children went to pick berries in the woods. When the children did not return that evening the woman went on a search. For days the widow continued to search for her children. Well one night she came home from searching and went straight to bed. That night her cabin caught on fire and the woman was burned alive. Now the locals say that in the evening you can see the woman now in what are fields, or huge group of firefly's going in the same direction. It is told that it is the spirit of the woman looking for her children.

The story I am about to tell you takes place three years before I was born. One evening my brother, sister, mother, father, and grandmother took a ride around the mountain. When they saw a woman dressed in thin clothing and barefoot walking around. A few feet from where they had seen her, my father stopped and got out of the car to offer this woman a ride. She was nowhere to be seen and there was nowhere to hide. He looked and said that there were no footprints in the light snow that had fallen early that day. He was spooked.

My experience is very different. At the end of every summer break I would have my friends come stay and my father would take us on a night truck ride. We would always leave when we could still see a little. We were in the bed of the truck and joking around when we all got a cold chill. We had looked to see that there were a group of firefly's in the fields. We just laughed and said it was here to snatch one of our new friends who had come along. When we looked again the fireflies were gone and nothing was there.

Later on that night we had seen another spirit on our way home. We had just passed some woods when a bright light with a dark figure had appeared in the place we had just driven over. It scared us and it followed us until we got off the mountain.

My brother and his friend were up fore wheeling one afternoon when they stopped in front of an old cabin that had been there for years. There were no ceilings for floors on the second floor because they had been in there before. My brother's best friend started to head down the path first. While my brother was making sure everything was alright with our ATV his friend had ran back jumped on the back and said leave now. My brother was shocked his friend had never really been scared by something. He had asked him what was wrong. His friend just said that he had seen a young pregnant woman looking from the top window. He had told my brother she looked angry and was yelling but he could not hear what she had said. Then he had seen that her finger was moving as if she was telling him to come into the cabin. My brother went and saw the same thing he had run back to the ATV where his friend stayed he jumped on and they were gone.

He has taken many people back to the cabin including me none of us had ever seen her. We just got an eerie feeling. The funny thing is that my brother's friend has never returned back the cabin. We all now believe that he had triggered the spirit.

All I can say now is that mountain has many lost souls I believe and they all just have unfinished business. It seems to me that they died before there time and will continue to stay there until they have found there peace.

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I have had a strange experience that has happened more than once. I work the late shift in a hospital in the city and drive home early in the mornings around 7am. I have to get on the interstate and travel for about 10 miles to my home. Close to the entrance ramp I have seen a man sitting on the guardrail with a dog sitting beside him on the ground. He does not put his thumb out for a ride but just sits on the guardrail with the dog.

The first time I saw the man and the dog I thought how sad they were with nowhere to go. On getting closer, I looked out the passenger window right at the man and he looked right back at me. As I drove past him I looked into my rear view mirror neither he nor the dog were there. I slowed down a bit and looked in my side mirror, still nobody there. I brushed it off and kept driving. Months later I was coming on the ramp after work and there they were man and dog sitting on the guardrail. Once again I looked right at him and thought that is the same man I saw months ago. I drove past and looked into the rear view mirror, guess what, no man no dog.

This happened a couple more times and finally one morning I pulled over and stopped. I looked out the back window and got out. No man no dog.

I have always been sensitive to the paranormal and have seen some questionable things, but never the same thing over and over or people/ghosts in broad daylight.

Is this man just trapped in that spot or is he trying to get my attention? When he does get my attention he disappears.

Any thoughts on this would be appreciated. I have other stories of strange things I have seen and had happen in the hospital I work in.

I will write further as I have time.

Thanks

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A couple of years ago, my family and I decided to go to rich mountain battle field located in Beverly West Virginia. When we arrived, we knew of all the stories that everyone told about the place being haunted, but the only time that you would experience any paranormal activity would be at night. We arrived around 10:00 o'clock am.

We had brought cameras and wanted to snap some pics to see if we could come up with anything, We all split up into separate little groups and went in all directions. My brother, being afraid, stayed in the truck with my little 5 year old sister who was asleep. I went with my mom and another friend of the family, and my dad went with his friend and his son. You have to remember that this is where a battle during the civil war took place, so it made it scarier for me because I was only 13, but my dad and his friend went and started talking about some guy named john hart, they said some pretty nasty things about him. All of the sudden they heard something coming out of the weeds near where they stood, it sounded like they were being chased by a man it (what or who ever it was) chased them all the way back to the vehicle.

Meanwhile my mom and our friend were just standing around taking some pics when all of the sudden we heard voices coming from the left side in the woods of us, they seemed to be talking about something important because the voices sounded aggravated. But it was just too scary, we all met back up at our cars and discussed what had happened and at the same time my brother chimed in and asked who was standing beside the truck the whole time while we were gone. He thought it was my dad who was with his friend over at the right side of the field and we were on the left side of the battle field at the time.

That's when we all got freaked and left and I haven't been back since.

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It was Easter Sunday, 1992. I was seven years old. All of my mom's brothers and sisters and their children had gathered at my maternal grandmother's house like usual. After lunch, the adults had an egg hunt for all the kids. Anyway, the egg hunt was over, and all my cousins and I were headed to the back yard to collect our "prizes". For some reason, I stopped about 20 yards short of the group and stared at the hillside.

The back of my grandmother's back yard was (and still is) lined with forsythia bushes. The bushes were not in full bloom, but were starting to bloom. From what I remember about the sun, it had to have been around 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Anyway, as I stared into the bush, this white shape, neither solid nor transparent, started forming out of nowhere. It seemed to be spinning, while it expanded and contracted. At this time, I became aware that there was a very tall presence behind me (almost touching me, I could almost feel body heat). I thought the presence was my older cousin, who was a teenager, and twice my height. So I spun around and said, "Lee, look at that!" and spun back around. Instantaneously, I realized that Lee was not behind me and never had been and the white "blob" was gone. I felt alone again. I looked over and realized my family was some distance off and had not seen or noticed a single thing.

I think it needs to be said now, that I am very skittish. I'm terrified of the dark and always have been. Just the thought of possibly seeing a ghost or demon or presence scares me. I've always been like that. However, in this situation, I was calm, more than calm, I was serene.

I know at some point in time, I told my mother, grandmother, aunt, and father about this. For a long time they tried to convince me that I was saw a cat or a grocery bag in the wind. I always maintained that it was an unknown form. Years past and my mother would occasionally bring this topic up with me (she's had a lot of supernatural experiences herself) to see if I remembered anything else. My story has always been the same. However, she pointed out something about 6 months ago that I had never realized. For years, I had put emphasis on the blob. It had never occurred to me that I had not been mistaken about my cousin's presence behind me. Perhaps I just couldn't see the presence. Then she suggested that the presence could have been her father.

He had died when my mother was 5 or 6. My mother and I are practically identical. So much so, that (in my adult life) I've seen pictures of her and thought they were me. My mother suggests that the presence was her father just checking up on his little girl. For some reason, this helped put the mystery of why I saw the blob to bed. Now I feel like I understand, or at least have a more complete understanding.

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My story starts in West Virginia and traveled to Pennsylvania and back to West Virginia. In 1964 I was married and had a baby girl. It was in January of that year that one night I had a dream of my husband dying, the car he was killed in down to the casket he was buried in. I woke gene up and told him it was so real. His response at that time was that all things would pass.

He had a friend die and told me that he would be the next one. I asked him why, our daughter was only a few months old. He said he had done everything he wanted to do, been everywhere he wanted to go. And that he would always be with Gena. (Our daughter).

At Easter that year he won an Easter basket and came home with film and said that these were going to be the last pictures I would have. He said he would always be with Gena and not to move back to my home town and that I would never find happiness there and if I did he would come back until I left.

He was in a car accident in June (12 days before he was 30.) He did say he would never live to see 30. I moved back to my home town and within 2 days, one night I awoke and Gene was at the foot of my bed. He said he would come back until I left. He then walked over to the crib, picked up Gena held her and put her back and disappeared. My parent's bedroom was next to mine. The next morning I was having coffee with my father. He asked who I was talking to, there was a light shinning and I was not the one that picked up Gena. I told him I didn't notice anything. He came back night after night and told me the same thing.

I went to stay at a friend's house and he followed. My friend told me I had to leave because strange things were happening. She said she never saw anything but she knew that whatever it was it was not of this world.

I moved back to my town and remarried) and one night when Gena was 5 she woke up screaming. We asked her what was wrong. She said that a man keeps coming to see her and wants her to be happy and he would always be with her.

My 2nd husband said he would sleep in the room that night. The next morning he was sitting at the table and looked awful. I asked him if he did not sleep well. He admitted "No, he felt like someone was breathing down his neck all-night. The man that came, Gena described to Gene but had never seen a photo of him. She was 7 months old when Gene died. To this day I will not walk into any dark room if she is asleep there. I had a hard time keeping sitters because they heard noises, water would turn off and on, and foot falls when all the children were asleep. None would stay over.

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This is my third submission, currently about where I have lived the last two years. West Virginia has a lot of spirit activity. I rent an apt in a old house built in 1930. The house has 4 apt units. My apt is upstairs and is a small 2 room efficiency. My bedroom leads to the attic upstairs but is blocked off. Most of the apt is modern except for the old thick doorways which must have originally been bedrooms leading to other bedrooms.

It all started last March 07'. I had lived there for about 7 months with nothing strange at all. It was quite nice, for a change! I was pregnant at the time and was relaxing watching t.v. In the bedroom. From my bedroom, a small hallway leads into the kitchen. I felt a presence appear in the hallway. Seconds later, I heard music. I had kept an old music box in the kitchen but hadn't wound it up in years, literally. It just sat there collecting dust.

At first, I wasn't sure what the music was because the t.v. was a little loud. I muted the t.v. after a minute, and walked into the kitchen. Sure enough, the music box was playing and after a few seconds more, it stopped. I smiled feeling as if I had a visit from my deceased mother. Immediately, I called my aunt and told her about my experience.

Days later, I had forgotten about what happened until I was on the phone with her again and the music box began playing. This time I had a witness and I didn't feel like a crazy ghost-attracting lady. She heard the song and identified the song strangely enough being a musician. It played for the longest time and we giggled on the phone together. Someone was visiting, for sure.

Later that summer, my landlord was making major repairs to the house. Days after the work began, I would wake up in the middle of the night and heard long rapping or knocks. I started to hear voices when I walked into the apt as if a conversation was going on. And at night, I would hear a baby whimper or cry in the distance even though my newborn was fast asleep. Strange things happened and I read when major repairs or restoration is done to a house, spirit activity will happen.

It's an old house and has seen a lot of occupants - good energy and bad energy.

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My ex-husband, Jamie, and I use to live with his dad. We were always told that this house was haunted. There have been numerous things happen to a number of different people. This is my story...

Every morning Jamie would get up to go to work and (our room was in the upstairs of the house) every morning, he would wake me up so I could go downstairs and get in bed with his sister (I was too afraid to sleep upstairs by myself because of all the stories I had heard). Before Jamie would leave for work, he would come into his sister's room and give me a kiss good-bye. I would have to raise my hand up to show him which side of the bed I was on. On this particular morning, everything went the way it always had. Jamie woke me up, I went downstairs and climbed in bed. He came in before he left, I raised my hand so he knew which side of the bed I was on. He gave me a kiss and left.

Later that morning, I woke up to see my sister-in-law standing at the foot of the bed, folding clothes. I noticed that her side of the bed was made. I asked her why she didn't wait for me to get out of bed so that she could make the whole bed at once. She said that the bed was made from the night before because she didn't sleep there that night. She had slept with her dad because she was scared. I thought she was joking around with me or playing some kind of trick. However, her dad confirmed that she slept in his room all night. I told them that someone had to be in the bed with me. I know this because our feet even touched and Jamie had me raise my hand to show which side I was on.

When Jamie got home that night I told him about what had happened. We still to this day, do not know who or what was in bed with me, but we do know someone or something was there.

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I was getting ready for bed the other night and I was checking to see if my little sister was ok and asleep. I went and told my parents goodnight because they were already in bed. I took my dog with me and I went to bed. I was getting all comfy and it was all quiet and all and I was laying there on my back and getting ready to fall asleep and all of a sudden someone said my name in my right ear. It was all clear and just perfect, I couldn't tell if it was a women or a guy but what ever it was, it said my name. I just ignored it and I went to sleep.

I told my mom about it and she said she couldn't understand what it could have been. So I have no clue what it was and why it said my name. And when it happened before, I made sure it wasn't my little sister trying to scare me, so I got up and looked under my bed and nothing and I went into my little sister's room and she was sound asleep so I don't know what it was. If you have any clue could you tell me. Thanks.

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It has been awhile since I was able to post a story, (forgot my password). There has been a new addition to my household a lady that two of my guy friends and my boyfriend have both seen on different occasions. My boyfriend I think believes in the supernatural but he does not like to talk about it in anyway shape or form. We have lived together for about 3 years in my home.

One night about 2 years ago he woke me up from a dead sleep and said "There was some lady standing at the end of the bed then she just walked out of our room into the hall turned right into the bathroom and vanished". I got up and looked but saw nothing. I told him strange things happened in this house all the time and maybe he was dreaming. He seemed shaken by the event stating he knew what he saw and he was not dreaming. He stayed up the rest of the night. He never said anything else about it, even though I teased him about his new girlfriend (the lady) he did not find it funny.

About a year later a dear friend of mine was in from out of town and I was getting ready to go out with him and some friends. He was waiting for me in the front hallway which if you turn left leads to the bathroom at the end of the hall and my bedroom on the right. I came through another door from the downstairs laundry area and he looked at me turned and looked back down the hallway and said where did you just come from? I said downstairs getting my clothes. He turned snow white and said I have been talking to you for 15 minutes down the hall into the bedroom. I said I was not back in that part of the house and there is no access to that area from downstairs. He said he saw a shadow of a woman moving around in my bedroom off the wall in the hallway like she was looking through draws and getting dressed, he said he turned to look at the TV and out of the corner of his eye he saw a woman walk out of my bedroom into the hall and into the bathroom pushing the door shut behind her. HE HONESTLY THOUGHT IT WAS ME. He continued talking to her, that's when I came through the door at the other end of the house. Needless to say he was completely freaked out.

Now another guy friend was over and was downstairs in our rec room. He said right after my boyfriend and I went to the store he heard someone upstairs walking around, he thought we were back and came upstairs to help carry stuff in. When got up there he said he yelled for us but no one answered. He went to the end of the hall and heard something like drawers being opened and shut in our bedroom. He said he then saw lady come out of the room turn right and go into the bathroom. He freaked out and went outside and waited for us on the porch he would not go back in the house alone.

My boyfriend just saw her again about a month ago. We had friends over and I went to bed before they all did. I woke up about 2:30am and could see someone in the hallway; well it was my boyfriend just standing there frozen. I said what's wrong, he said I just saw that lady again she came out of the bedroom and went into the bathroom. I kind of laughed and said I think she likes you, come on to bed.

All three men have had same experience with this woman at different times and I HAVE NEVER EVER SEEN HER. They say she has long dark hair like an American Indian and white dressing gown kind of like a woman would wear to bed in the 1800's. My parents built the house but there has always been spiritual activity even though there have been no previous owners. I did some research and the little town we live in actually had 6 Civil War graveyards through out the area. Also all three guys say it's like she does not even see them or even know they are there. She just does the same thing each time.

Now my questions are

1. Is this a residual haunting?

2. Why have I never seen her, when I seen so many others

3. Why is it just in the last 3 years she has begun appearing.

4. Are we maybe just ghosts to her since she does not acknowledge anyone?

I did have a strange dream one night not to long after her last appearance to my boyfriend. Someone or something said to me "Do not be afraid, you have a new spirit guide and her name is Maggie", she will teach you the ways and protect you. Now what that meant I do not know.

Sorry story is so long, but I needed to explain in detail to get whole thing out there.

Any ideas please feel free to comment. Thanks so much

Zukismom

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This is my 2nd ghost story I've submitted (it seems like I attract ghostly activity). In September of 2005, I was house-sitting for my aunt who was on vacation. She rents a house in Shepherdstown, WV off of Shoe Lane. The house has 3 apartments in it and the house is very old at least over 100 years old or more.

One night, I was sleeping downstairs and my crazy alcoholic boyfriend kept calling around 3 a.m. getting stupid with me and causing trouble because I was staying there alone. We had a big fight on the phone and I turned the ringer off. There was a phone in the upstairs bedroom and I could hear it ringing. My boyfriend at the time was psycho and kept calling the house. The upstairs bedroom where the other phone is located has an old wood floor that is very distinctive if someone is upstairs walking around. It creaks very loudly.

As I was laying in the dark, hearing the phone ringing upstairs, the phone finally stopped ringing. Then, I heard what sounded like a loud bang! It sounded like a big box or a desk was picked up and thrown to the floor as if to say, "BE QUIET!". I got up and stood there and called out, "Hello?" Nothing. Then, I listened for a footstep. Like it heard my thought, a creaking step was heard then another. I dared not to walk up the stairs so I got my keys and left.

The next day, I returned and went upstairs to check it out. Nothing was disturbed. Nothing was moved. I got the feeling that the spirit of the house was sick and tired of the disturbing phone calls and was sending out a warning to stop.

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I recently moved to a new town, Berkeley Springs or Bath, West Virginia. It's an old town founded by George Washington and his brother due to the mineral springs that run 74 degrees year round. Natives and soldiers came to the springs for years believing in the magical healing from the water. Lots of soldiers passed through from the revolutionary war and the civil war. I live in an old building a couple blocks from the old Roman Baths. I suspect this town is very haunted. It is also close to where many famous battles took place.

Recently I experienced the craziest haunting ever. I started feeling this hand rubbing on my shoulder. It felt like spider webs, hair or electric, very tingly. I could feel five fingers putting pressure on my body and rubbing me down. I felt both hands. They would rub sensually on my arm, up and down and then move to my shoulders and up to my head, softly caressing my hairline. Up and down my legs totally wild. It was like some kind of lover giving me a massage. I wasn't scared. It felt really good! It was totally wild. Just slow and soft massages like some kind of foreplay. This ghost wanted some action! It's kind of hard to say no.

For four days I could not keep this ghost at bay constantly rubbing on me. If I was under the blanket, I could see the blanket move slightly. My couch would even squeak like a body was putting weight on it. My cat was even drawn to this energy source like it comforted her too almost. Like I said I was not scared because it seems like all this ghost wants to do is rub me down and give me pleasure. No ill will. But I have never heard of this happening before. I did not realize that ghosts were into being lovers to the living.

I would ask questions and tell the ghost to rub certain areas if yes or no. From what I got, if this is even true and can be possible, is that he was a confederate soldier from Alabama who died after a battle. I still don't know what to think, as my mind is still blown away that this even happened. I had no idea ghosts were sexual. They don't show this on the ghost shows on TV.

He was rubbing me down constantly for four days. I haven't felt him in a few days now. But I suppose he will come back. I don't know. I also worry that he will be possessive and become aggressive. Like I said, I have never had this experience before and I don't know what to expect or how I should be handling his advances. This just sounds so friggin crazy yet, it actually happened.

I read that Anna Nicole Smith claimed to have a ghost lover. I also read that ghost hunters travel to haunted locations such as Gettysburg (which is 20 miles away) to have affairs with ghosts. Can this be true? What the heck! I know I am not crazy, I was not drunk, I was not sleeping and this happened to me more than once over several days.

Has anyone else experienced a ghost lover? How should someone handle a ghost who puts the moves on them?

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This happened back when my sister and me were little.

We lived in a real old two-storey farmhouse, about two miles from the nearest neighbour. We were always hearing strange noises in the house. The stairway that led upstairs was very narrow with a door that closed them off from the downstairs.

My family always heard footsteps coming down the stairs, but the stairs door never opened. When you got up the nerve to open the door no one would be there. There was always something weird going on in that house.

During that time my sister and me had to share a bed. So one night we hadn't been in the bed very long, when my sister whispered look at the foot of the bed. Standing there was two solid figures that looked just like my mom and dad. They were dressed in the same type of clothes my parents would have worn. The figures just stood there staring at us, they never smiled, just a cold stare. It scared us so bad we covered up our heads. When we looked again they were gone.

The next morning we asked our parents if they had been in our room and they said they hadn't been. Our other siblings hadn't seen anything or heard anything.

This house has long been torn down, and no one lives around that area anymore. To this day when my sister and me talk about this, it still raises the hair on the back of my neck.

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I recently went to see my brother; he took me over to the house that they are tearing down. It was about 6pm when we made it over there. We knew there wouldn't be much time we could stay, due to darkness coming on soon. I was very excited to get there, not knowing what would happen to me.

We had just pulled up in front of the house, when the front door opened up just a little and then slammed shut. Now that was a little strange.

We got out of the car and walked up to the front door. I tried to open it, but the door wouldn't even budge. My brother even tried, it was just useless. He went out to the car to get a screwdriver, so he could break the lock. He said he never had any problem before getting the door to open.

When we finally got in, we went into the living room. The old dirty rotten curtains started blowing around like there was a breeze coming in from somewhere. We checked all around there were no drafts coming in from anywhere.

We started up the stairs when we heard footsteps about 4 or 5 steps ahead of us. Of course there was no one there. When we got to the top of the stairs we heard voices coming from a room off to the right. It sounded like a heated conversation. But the voices were too low to understand what they were saying. We went into that room and no one was there either. I was getting creeped out. We decided to go back down stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, off to the right is a room that used to be a sitting room. We heard what sounded like a rocking chair moving back and forth. Peeking in there was nothing.

It was getting late we got ready to leave. We walked out the front door, got in our car. Standing there on the front porch was that old man in bib overalls we had seen there before. We sat there for a minute and stared at him. Then he was gone.

That old house has a big basement that my brother hasn't even been in there yet. What do you think is waiting down there?

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You may have to read the first story so you will know what's going on. Recently I talked to one of my brothers that is tearing down this old house.

He said after tearing out two old fireplaces and a lot of paneling, they found some old letters and some old newspapers dating back to the 1930's.

When my brother came out of the living room that was close to the stairs. He said he heard a small child call down from the landing. She kept saying "daddy, daddy". When he looked up, for a brief moment he saw a little girl before she disappeared. She was about five or six.

In one of the bedrooms upstairs, there's one window that has a dirty rotten curtain hanging from it. Anyway he said he was standing out in front of the house talking to someone, when he looked up at that particular window. He saw a lady peeking out the window. As quick as he seen her curtain closed.

He ran into the house, up the stairs to that room, it was completely empty. He searched the entire house; there was no where anyone could hide because the closets had already been torn out. They still have a lot more work to do before they can even start on the outside of the house. Who know what will happen next? Maybe there will be more for me to write about.

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My two brothers just recently started tearing down an old deserted house that had been used as a boarding house. It had been deserted for years outside of your usual varmits from outdoors.

One day my brother's were over there working, with one upstairs and the other downstairs. The one downstairs said he was tearing out a fireplace, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure standing at the foot of the stairs. Immediately he went over to see, he thought it was my other brother. There was no one there. As he started back into the room that he was working in, there standing at the fireplace was an old gentleman dressed in bib overalls and a red flannel shirt. He said the figure turned around and looked at him, then disappeared. It startled him, but he went back to working on the fireplace anyways.

Shortly after that my other brother came down stairs, he'd said when he was half way down he felt a slight push on his back. At the same time as the push, he heard a man's voice saying get out. He asked my other brother did you hear a voice saying get out. He told him no, but I saw a figure standing by the fireplace.

A few days later they were able to do some research on this place. There had been quite a few deaths in the house over the years. I guess the old man was one of those that decided to stick around and watch over the old boarding house. But with all these things that are still going on there, it hasn't stopped my brothers from working on tearing this old place down. It's hard to tell what will happen next.

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It was a cool night in July 2007 in West Virginia, two of my nieces and I were looking for something to do, one of the girls asked to go out and stir up a ghost. It was around 9:00 p.m. We drove around for a bit and ended up in Logan County, after reading a web site concerning the brutal murder of Mamie Thurman. It has been more than 60 years since the murder, which occurred in Logan County on June 22, 1932, legend has it that her body was dumped in the woods along 22 mines mountain road.

So lo and behold that's where we (my nieces and I) drove to, we had two digital cameras with us, while Tina drove Marsha and I clicked our cameras at random, for the most part all we could see on the small screens of our digitals were orbs, distorted pictures and the glare of the headlights.

When we returned home and uploaded all the pictures onto my computer, Marsha had turned around and snapped about 4 pictures of the back windshield of the SUV we were riding, (the back window was heavily tinted) in all but one of the pictures the only thing you could see was a black window, in one of them there were many orbs, of all different sizes, in the midst of the orbs you could see a very clear picture of a dark haired woman dressed in a black cloak.

When I uploaded the pictures from my digital camera I captured many many orbs, one of the pictures turned out very distorted all accept the lower right corner where it is very plain to see a woman dressed in a black cloak (long cape) sitting on the ground leaned up against a tree with her head bowed and her arms crossed.
Picture of Orbs 1
Picture of Orbs 2


Up to this point I was a skeptic, but now I do believe that when a person is murdered or passed before its time that their spirit lingers on earth.

[note from the webmaster: this story has been updated by the author on 2007-07-27 with the following email:]

"Hi, if you look to the lower right you can see a woman sitting there leaning against the tree. In the second picture l am sending was taken by my niece with a different digital camera. The window of the SUV we were riding was heavily tinted, look past the orbs to the right you can see a woman in a black cloak. The vehicle was on the move when both pictures were taken. Both pictures were taken about the same time, it was about midnight on July 21, 2007 on 22 Holden Rd. In Logan County.

Thank you for your interest in my story and pictures..."

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I was around 13 years old at the time, and had been devastated the year before with the loss of by beloved father to cancer. I had always been very sensitive to the paranormal and could see and hear things that I mostly kept to myself.

After dad had passed I pretty much shut down and had no use for people or anything on a spiritual level. All of my ability to see and hear things was shut down as well. We had the most wonderful neighbors who were more like family and looked after me and mom after dad died.

Bill and Wanda were in their 30's at the time and had two children, life was good for them and it helped to know they cared for us as well. I spent most of my time locked away in my room reading, and Bill would always stop by and check on me saying the kids are outside looking for you, to come out and enjoy the day. I declined mostly, but soon I started to laugh again and wanted to be around people. I felt like everything was going to be OK.

My grandmother was psychic and taught me a lot about my abilities, my mother was very superstitous but never talked about those things with me much.

One night I was asleep and dreaming of a baby being born to a strange woman in a hospital operating room, I had no idea who the woman was or why I was there. This happened three nights in a row, same dream nothing changed. Now on the three nights I woke up covered in sweat and scared, I sat up a few minutes and looked around my room, (NOW I AM FULLY AWAKE BY THIS TIME) In the corner of my room by the closet was a surgeon dressed in full scrubs, mask, gloves, hat etc, Holding a new born baby out to me, his eyes were crystal blue and staring right at me, just holding this little newborn baby out to me. I could not move I was so scared. I finally got the nerve to close my eyes and open them he was gone. (I want to state again I WAS FULLY AWAKE AT THIS TIME.) I screamed for my mom and told her what happened. Her response was" When you dream of a birth a death will soon occur" (and vice versa).

Now my mom is really into the superstitous so I believed her. The sad and eerie part of my story is what happened at 5am that morning. My neighbor got up to eat breakfast got a glass of milk out of his fridge and dropped dead of a massive heart attack at 7:30am same morning. To make it even creepier my dad had crystal blue eyes and that was all I could see of the surgeons face.

Did I have a premonition of my neighbor's death?

Was it my dead father telling me it was going to happen?

Was it the Angel of Death trading the newborn for my neighbors place here on earth?

Too many questions on this one. But if you have any thoughts please let me know.

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I've heard of people having experiences with guardian angels. But up until now I don't remember ever having any experiences before.

One cold winter day me and my sister decided to go visit our cousin, who lived about ten miles from us. We were on a two lane country road that was both steep and curvy. We were moving along pretty good when we hit black ice.

The car started to spin around, the next thing we knew we were heading down over the hill through a bunch of brush and trees. It was a weird feeling it was like the car was moving in slow motion like time had slowed down.

The car came to a stop up against a big pile of dirt. I looked up and saw the face of a lady looking back at me through the windscreen. She was smiling, and then she mouthed the words, "It's ok". Then she was gone. I looked over at my sister; she was staring out the windscreen. I asked her, "Did you see that?" She said yes.

When we were able to climb out of the car on the passenger side, we looked around there were no one there. We walked around to the driver's side of the car, it was smashed in no wonder the door wouldn't open. We started walking back up the hill, from where the car went down over. We finally made it back up to the road. It seemed like forever before a car came by. They wanted to know if we were ok, and we were.

We went to the edge of the road where our car went down over the hill, we had missed every tree. If it hadn't been for what we believe to have been our guardian angel, we may have really been hurt or killed.

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For a while now I have been having some very strange things happen around my house.

One night I was lying in my bed listening to my iPod when an orb the size of a baseball started to float around the foot of my bed. I wasn't scared because I know that an orb can't hurt you or anything but I was very interested by it. Sadly it disappeared under my bed before I could take a picture. Lately I have been seeing them in my room or out of the corner of my eye, but my parents or my sister have never seen them. My mom took pictures of me and my cousins this summer and when she did, I was the first one to notice the hundreds of little orbs all over the photos!

Nothing else paranormal has happened to me that was actually in my own home before, except from when I was a kid at my old house.

When I was little, I had a bunk bed and I always slept on the top. My mom used to keep a night light by my doorway so that I could find my way out, without tripping over something. One night I was trying to go to sleep. I shut my eyes but a minute later something made me open my eyes. My entire room was pitch black. I honestly couldn't see a thing. Then out of nowhere I started to hear voices that sounded like a bunch of adults. They were so loud and sounded like they were right next to my ear. All of them started to yell at me. I was paralyzed with fear and unable to move. After what seemed like an eternity, my mom finally came in after hearing me scream and switched on a light. I asked her if she heard anything, but she said no.

After that experience I started to feel someone touching me when I was asleep. It still happens to me today. It feels like someone touching my face and shoulders. The hands are never harsh, but always feel gentle. I know it's very weird but I can't explain it. I have had other paranormal experiences outside of my house since then.

I'm very interested in the paranormal and started studying it about 2 years ago. Right now it's my favorite thing to do! If any of you have had anything similar happen to you than please tell me!

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In the month of April, 2007 my mom was diagnosed with cancer. I just couldn't believe what I was hearing. My mom and I were as close as a son and mother could be. She was my world. My wife and I stood through it all with her. She seemed to do fine with the cancer until one day she seemed to get more sick than ever. Naturally, it scared me to death.

So we took her back to the doctor and he suggested we start chemotherapy immediately. Well I was all for it. At first she didn't want to do it, but I was able to talk her into it. She trusted me as I had taken care of her when she was sickly before. As time passed, she done better and I truly thought it was helping. I was only fooling myself because the cancer was growing worse. She was in and out of the hospital all the time. I took leave from work because at times she wouldn't take the medicine for anyone but me.

My wife and I fed her, as she could no longer do it herself. She said she felt as if though she was being a burden. I made sure she understood that no one ever thought that. I would do it all over again for her if I could.

On the 26th day of September 2007 at 6:15 am she passed away. I was crushed. However the day of the funeral finally came and went. But something strange happened to me the evening of the funeral, I have experienced many things but never anything like what I'm about to tell you.

My wife and I had came home after it was all said and done. She had went upstairs and I remained in the downstairs. I was close to the doorway of my moms bedroom and it was almost as if someone or something was wanting me to come into her room. Well my curiosity got the best of me. So I walked into her room, the smell of baby lotion and freedent gum was evident. Something she loved when she was alive. I wanted to find out what those smells were and where they were coming from. I knew that there wasn't any around the house.

As I began to leave the room, I was stopped at the door by something I couldn't see. The smells became so strong around me it was incredible but at the same time it seemed to change how I was feeling. If I could describe it as it being like flipping a switch or maybe turning a knob then that's maybe the only way I can say it. From that point through out the night it was as if she never left. My mind was at ease. The love that seem to sift through those smells and the feeling that came with it was so totally real. If the heavens above are like that, then for the people who are stricken with cancer of any other disease, NO WORRIES!

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Years ago, we lived in an old building that at one time was a funeral home. It was not uncommon to hear strange noises and things at all times of the day. The first summer we were there, my daughter was just a baby. I had just laid her down for a nap and laid down on the couch for a quick nap, after just a few minutes I heard a man's voice calling my name. I got up and looked around and saw no one. Laying down, I heard him calling my name again, but this time, louder and more demanding. I got up and went to look in my daughter's room. She had pulled the blankets up over her head and couldn't breath. I firmly believe that it was the man, who had shot himself in the basement years before, warning me about my daughter. To this day there are still caskets and vaults down stairs. They also still have the embalming table that was used for the funeral hone. My daughter also says that she would see people walking passed her door every night dressed in period clothes. This continued until we moved out after 8 years.