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My name is Jens Wardrop I've just witnessed the ghost of my cat... Or I think I did anyway read this and tell me what you think, I'm open to anything right now.

This actually happened about 15 minutes ago. I got so freaked out that I searched up cat-ghosts and found this site.

1 year ago my cat Thomas to whom I loved a lot died. He was hit by a car. My family buried him in the front yard. Anyway I heard his meow, just a little while ago, over and over again. My other cat, Milli got up on the window and meowed back. Thinking it was a stray I went to the window to shoo it away, strays cause fights around my house a lot so I kind of had to shoo it. I saw Thomas stare back at me, I swear it was him! He ran behind some bushes and disappeared. It was dark so I didn't catch him when I ran outside.

Maybe it was so dark that I mistook him for someone else's cat. The one thing about Thomas though, was his big bushy tail; the cat I saw had the same thing. I think it was the ghost of Thomas. What do you think?

I've never heard any other ghost stories in this region of Western Australia and until now I never really believed in ghosts. I need help to find out if this is a real ghost sighting or not.

My brother (andy) and I have been with each other our whole lives, we've spend cold homeless nights together and we always looked out for each other. He'd said to me that he will always be with me, no matter what. As he passed away, I broke down and was very fragile. I had kept seeing him, hearing his voice, feeling sudden cold wind when no trees were blowing. I thought I was insane; I still do.

In my dreams he was there sitting in a dark empty room in a puddle of blood, singing the song our mum would sing to us at nighttime. I could make no sense of this. This dream was reoccurring for weeks, every time slightly different. Each time he would look a little older. I have no idea what this means. If it means anything.

Well one night, I was walking down our long hallway and by this point when I saw Andy, I would ignore it, I would look away. I was crying walking down the hall, he was standing motionless staring at me in the middle of the hallway. I looked at my feet and kept walking, as I bumped into something; it stopped me in my tracks, I felt myself running into a person. My brother. But he wasn't there. I could feel the warmth of his body. Maybe I truly am insane. That was the only time it happened. Moments later I got a phone call saying that my uncle had died in a motorcycle accident.

None of this makes sense to me... Not at all. There is more to this but it's just stupid.

I must admit I am an only child from Australia, in fact I lost my beautiful mother when I was 11 from kidney failure and I am 20 now! I also have a beautiful father who has gone blind because of diabetes like my mum and I'm an only child it effects me deeply.

My story is about my uncle ron. I was very close to him and for many years he was suffering from emphysema. For many years he was "apparently" supposed to pass away but it wasn't until 2009 in july this year he eventually died and all I can say it affected me deeply. I'm an only child of aboriginal decent in Australia and I must say every thing effects me especially since he passed away I've suffered from depression and it's gotten worse.

I'm looking for answers from this episode because the day he died I knew he would show himself to me. I always believed that as a fact, ok so it might have been a dream but he showed himself to me and in real life from that dream I woke up in my bed it must have been 2 in the morning.

I then all of a sudden felt a strange sensation around my body, it was hot and felt like a hug and I couldn't help but believe my uncle hugged me that night to make me feel better.

And until now I felt ok since he passed away I guess that feeling was a comfort and I have never felt the same sensation since then which is true as god...

I have also had some other things happen especially when mum passed away but this is my most recent.

Don't get me wrong I know to some it could seem far fetched but I felt it and I have read another person feel the same thing.

Ok this is my first post but I do have a few others I intend to write especially the one the day before my mothers funeral.

Its not easy to talk about but I hope you could acknowledge my feelings and perhaps talk to me and what I may feel I'm only young and perhaps need that guidance which I know you can give me.

Cheers Ash xxx

Ps. Don't be mean I don't think I could handle it however I do admire honesty and appreciate it... I would love to make contact to people if your up to it!

From a very early age I have been terrified of the dark, not because of the things I can't see, but of the things I can see. Forms of humans and creatures sitting in the shadows, forms of faces sitting so clearly at the end of my bed waiting for me to fall asleep. I had always assumed that most young children experienced these images due to the mind playing tricks on you but one particular night changed this belief. It maybe that what we think is just figures of our imaginations, are actually real.

The first time I experienced a ghostly encounter was several years ago in 2002, when I was eleven. My family and I were living in a small log cabin house in Sarnia, QLD. We lived in the house for over 2 years. It was in the fourth month in which I came to believe that the house contained some form of ghost or spiritual energy.

It was late at night around 10 or 11 pm. I was trying to sleep but wasn't getting far with my attempts. I decided to turn my light on and see if I could fall asleep that way. When I had covered myself with my blankets I turned on to my right side, which faces the door to try to help me sleep. I had been looking at the door for about 10 minutes when a female figure stood at the door way. Originally I thought that it was my mum, but then I realized she was wearing some weird 1800's dress and while she appeared to be solid she had a weird tinge of red overall on her body. Before giving me a minute to figure out who she was she turned my light off and started to hover/glide towards me. Just before reaching my bed I noticed that she was glaring at me. She made me feel uncomfortable, like I couldn't trust her. Before I got a chance to scream she disappeared quicker than she appeared. About a minute after she disappeared, a man also dressed like he was from the 18oo's appeared. Unlike her he had a strange white like glow around him, and I had a weird sense of safety and protection. Just before he vanished he turned my light back on and smiled at me.

This went on for months afterwards this strange game of cat and mouse carried on each night he got rid of her faster and each night he came closer to me. The last time I saw them he sat at my bed and smiled at me. He made me feel like somehow everything was going to be ok and then he left. I am not sure why I saw him then and why I can't see him now but I can feel his presence with me all the time. Sometimes I can feel him touching my shoulder or my back. Whoever he is or was I like to think of him as my guardian angel.

For years I have tried to learn about who he is and what he is but nobody seems to help me.

If anyone believe they know please don't be afraid to contact me.

I'm telling this story on behalf of my mum. Believe me, my mum doesn't tell lies and she isn't one for making up crap about ghosts. She told me this story after I had told her about somebody coming to me.

John (mum's dad) died before my sister, who is mum's first child. Mum was pregnant with her when he passed away. One night mum was laying in bed after putting Debbie to sleep. She felt someone sitting on the end of her bed. She thought it might have been Doug Debbie's father, home from the pub exceptionally early and being very quiet. So she ignored the matter and just laid there again trying to go to sleep. After about five minutes, she could still feel somebody sitting there, she thought to herself "what on earth is Doug doing". So she sat up and looked, no one was there but there was a like a ditch on the bed, like somebody was sitting there. She laid back down then someone started talking to her.

"You have a wonderful daughter" it said, "I trust you will raise her well, same with any other children you may have, take good care of your mum for me" That's all the voice said to her. As soon as the voice had said "take good care of your mum for me" mum knew it was her father, because when he would go away for a few weeks he would say that to her. Then she felt the bed move, he had gotten off it and she said he must have walked over to Debbie's cot because never would she move while she was sleeping, but she sat there rubbing her cheek like someone had touched her. Mum is assuming that he had walked over to Debbie and obviously stroked her face.

I'm the only one mum has ever told that story, being a ghost believer. She never told Debbie because she doesn't believe in that stuff.

This happened to my sister about a year ago and that particular night she was really tired and wanted a good nights sleep. My sister's name is Tennikah and like I said, she wanted a good sleep so she locked her bedroom door from the inside so nobody could get in and double checked it was locked and settled down onto her bed.

That night she was awoken by the sound of footsteps walking around her room. Being scared, she just hid under her covers until the sound was gone.

The next morning, there were muddy footprints on her carpet, and we couldn't scrub them off so we had to replace the carpet.

The really weird thing was, that none of my parents has a spare key to her room and we had all gone to bed the time Tennikah heard the footsteps.

My sis was totally freaked out and I had to sleep in her room with her until she recovered. Also, she had many dreams about it too.

Another thing that happened in her room was, one night she heard a ticking noise. Like a clock does, but Tennikah doesn't have or never has had a clock. It was coming from the mantle above her bed. As soon as she looked to where it was coming from, it stopped.

If anyone has any explanations to this story, my sister and I'd really like to know.

I have been reading others stories here for some time and thought it about time to maybe share a few of my own, some of which include our late pets. Some will include or be my partners as he's had a few experiences himself even a couple we have shared and one of which I will share now.

A bit of background first. My mother in law passed away on 19 June 1996 from cancer. The event concerning her took place on 23rd June 1996, just a few days after my mother in law passed away from cancer. She had battled it on and off for 12 years, and as is the case with many people with cancer she eventually succumbed to it, the last few weeks/months being rather unpleasant, being painful for her to go through and the family to watch, as it invariably is.

As to what happened, my partner and I were about halfway to Bendigo with my grandmother (it was about 7:20am) when I saw a familiar female figure start to walk out from the pine trees on a private property. She headed towards the center of the road and stopped on the white line, looking directly at the car. She looked as she did when I first got to know her properly almost 2 years earlier. She then turned to head back to the side of the road reaching the gravel verge of the road and disappearing.

When we reached our destination, unpacked, and had coffee my partner and I got talking. He mentioned seeing his mother standing on the side of the road on the way up looking as she did when he was a child. You can imagine the jolt I got when he said this. I proceeded to tell him what I saw on the way up. Turns out he saw her only 5 minutes before I did.

We both believe that she showed herself to both of us separately so we would know who it was and to let us know she was fine and no longer in pain or suffering.

As a by the by my grandmother did overhear us speaking of this and scoffed at us. She was a non believer.

This is a story about the house I live in now. I live in Central Queensland Australia in a small town, and I was around about 15 when this experience happened. I'm 18 now and I still can't explain what I saw. Back before this event, I actually used to sleep in the middle room of the house which is directly across from the open plan dining and living room. I used to wake up at night and see this dark figure of a person looking over me, as though it was someone tucking me in to bed. It used to scare me a lot. After awhile I moved out of the house and into an old office building outside and the room became the family computer room.

One night I was the only person left awake. I was sitting in this room with the light on talking away to friends on msn with my dog sitting at my feet. After about a few hours at about midnight, I saw a female figure in a white night gown walk past the door and as I looked over my dog gave a little bit of a growl like it does when my mother or sister walk past. The dog went outside the door spun around a full 360 and then looked at me as to say "where did they go". I know what I saw and my dog must have seen it too. So I got up and walked towards my sister's room and opened the door. She was still sound asleep I tried talking to her, no response. A bit of history about this house is it used to be an old piggery (slaughter house).

On many occasions my mother, father sister and I have seen this lady. But also when sitting in the lounge room there is what appears to be a man who walks past the window towards the door. But we never see him at the door; he will walk past the window and disappear.

My mother was in the kitchen one morning about 5months ago and she looked up at the old shed (which was the slaughter house) and she saw an old man wearing a checkered flannelette shirt walking towards the shed. But after she saw him he disappeared into nowhere, this was during the day...

This room I sit in now which used to be my sisters room. While my sister was in hospital for cancer I used to sleep in here at night instead of out in the office building which was my room, and I can swear that every night... I would open my eyes and see a dark shadow tall, built like a man, walking from the far side of my room across the door. Sometimes it would walk from the door and disappear near the wardrobe.

This same wardrobe used to unlock and lock its self over night. I would lock it with the key and leave the key hanging off the handle... I would wake up in the morning the doors would be wide open and the key still hanging...

A lot of the furniture in this house is my mums, mothers and fathers (nana and pop) after they died mum got most of the furniture.

Believe me or don't. But I have a lot of other stories...

Please comment as this is my first story. Sorry for the long read but I hope you enjoyed it.

Min Min Lights have to be the most frightening experience ever yet. Around the Boulia region in south-west Queensland, mystical orbs roam the country side, scaring cattlemen and causing major accidents to drivers and truckies.

My experience goes like this.

I was driving from Innamincka, which is not so far from Boulia, to Boulia and up to a place called Mount Isa, when I noticed a pair of "headlights", tailgating behind me. It was getting really annoying after five minutes and I was begging him/her to overtake, but he/she wouldn't. So I decided to slow down to piss him/her off. Then, all of a sudden, the so called "headlights" turned out to be "Min Min Lights". I stopped the car, hearing the screech of the tires behind me as the Min Min Lights flew around the car.

I was searching for my camera to take a photo when one of the Min Min Lights got closer to my car. It hovered closer and closer almost blinding me, then it just dissolved as the break of dawn was coming up.

I never ever want to go there again, and I'm sure you won't as soon as you seen the Min Min Light.

Thanks

It would have been about midnight, I'd say. You know the sound a laptop makes when you open & close it? Well I woke up to the sound of that, and as soon as I heard the second click. I started to panic. I was so scared.

About 5 minutes later, I felt some kind of pressure upon my hands, like someone was holding them, but not like a human touch. I moved around a lot, hoping whatever it was would stop. But the pressure continued.

After, I could feel my bed covers moving, like someone was sliding onto the bed. I was so tempted to get up & pop a light on or something, or run into my grandmother's room, for comfort. Just was so terrifying for me.

When I woke up in the morning, I told my grandmother and grandfather all about it, as I'm half an orphan, my father died when I was 7. My Nan said that it could have been my father trying to comfort me as of such.

Although I was scared, I want this to happen again. As, if it was my father, I would like to communicate with him, let him know I'm happy and that I don't blame him for what he did. That I love him, miss him and it would have been good to have him here today.

I was so tempted to ask for a sign, but I know next time, I will.

This happened when I was around 14 (7 years ago - seems so long). I had a beautiful black and white cat and I was totally in love with him - more so than any pet previously or after him (for which I feel terribly guilty). We had a connection from the start - he was meant to be my mother's cat but within an hour of meeting each other mum just gave in to the inevitable and let me keep him instead.

Sadly though Menses went missing when he was around 2 with his son Tobey (1). For days we called for them and I never gave up hope. I grew very upset and prayed for him to come back to me every night. One day my sister said that maybe he was dead after all and I just broke down - I have never felt that kind of heart breaking pain in my life.

That night I prayed especially hard for him to come back to me as I was lost without him. Later that night I felt like I woke to see my bedroom door opening, but instead of the normal hallway light, a much MUCH brighter one shone and I felt immediate calm as I could hear Menzies purring, as I looked in to this light I saw him come running out of it followed by Tobey.

Tobey curled up at my feet and purred - giving me one of his cat smiles. But Menzies came up to my head where he usually slept and curled up in between my arm and my side. And it felt so warm and I was so happy and I felt tears sliding down my face.

I desperately wanted to pat him and I remember I said something like -"Menzies - your back" I had the biggest smile on my face and I have never felt that happy ever again even felt almost paralyzed - not like I couldn't move but like I was lifting my hand from quicksand.

As I reached over to pat him - as soon as my hand touched him I woke up - it was cold and dark again and neither he nor Tobey was back. I felt sad then too but I had hoped it would be a sign they were coming back.

The next day we found them where the neighbors behind us had dumped their poor bodies after their two dogs had killed them for straying into their yard.

I will never forget him and will always love him forever as my first soul mate.

It has been two and a half years since my experience and I am still rocked by what took place.

Two of my friends, my brother and I booked tickets to Melbourne (we live in Brisbane) to see a band called Tool. We rented an expensive 20th floor apartment for the week and set in to party. I took the master bedroom and as there were only three bedrooms, my brother ended up on the couch. Everything was great and we were having a ball, the only downside was me. I started to feel a little crook in the stomach and it didn't let up all week. I just figured it was something I ate on the first day but our final night in Melbourne suggested otherwise.

Everyone had gone to bed around one in the morning and not long after that I got up to get a drink. I found one on the table next to where my brother was sleeping and he stirred and looked at me as I grabbed it. I said goodnight and went back to bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow a deep and far off bass sound started in my left ear. It didn't matter how many times I turned or cocked my jaw I couldn't get rid of this sound. After about what I think was half an hour I noticed the noise getting louder and honestly more sinister. The noise got so loud and scary around me that it was palpable, and I was suddenly thrown on my back unable to breath, unable to move and was feeling dread like it was a cloud around me. It was almost like the fear was made of something and it was in the room. Never have I felt such fear. I remember trying to force air into my lungs and it felt like I had to move a mountain to do it. I kept trying to move and roll over and scream and finally let out a few murmurs (whimpers) and I thought to myself if I can do that then I must be able to call out or something. I tried with everything I had and let out a scream so loud it was deafening to my ears. I kept screaming and still don't remember stopping. At some point I heard the other boys calling out and running around the apartment. They had run straight out to where my brother slept. Later they told me that they heard my brother screaming and went straight for him. My brother said that he woke up to a hooded figure coming at him from the direction of my room, down the hallway. His words were "I thought I was going to die." He said it passed him and went out the doors to the balcony.

It was only after they calmed him down did they come to my room. They found me sitting bolt upright, wide eyed and sweating with the light on. Not one of them heard my screams, only my brothers, and not one of the boys turned my light on. I don't even remember the light switching on.

Since then, I refuse to go to Melbourne.

I was staying over a friend's house on a Saturday night. I was 8 years old at the time. I am now 13. Anyway for some unknown reason I woke up at 6:00am, it was summer so the sun was already out.

I was slowly waking up and looked at a corner then I was fully awake and a girl, (she had an old fashioned pj dress on) floated through the wall. She slowly turned her head and I saw that she had very white eyes and a very long plat.

I immediately woke my friend up. (She wasn't much of a believer then) I told her what happened, but she said I was imagining it.

Then there is this picture we have of my friend dancing in her backyard at a barbeque. The BBQ was for me and my family because we were going to Chile for a holiday for 6 months. Anyway 4 years later my brother's friend was looking at our photos and she pointed out to me that there was a ghost in the picture. I was like "Oh my goodness!". I went to our balcony and told my mum. She said she had seen it before.

There is something that happened to my brother. He was sleeping and he just woke up for no reason. He usually sleeps with his door closed. But that night it was open. Anyway he was awake and all of a sudden he see's a white hand close his door. Everyone was asleep. So we all think it's a ghost.

So just leave a comment!

I had just moved into a new house on the border on new south wales. My father always wanted to live on a farm, so we brought a little crappy house and a big land. When my family and I went to look at the house, I felt a cold sensation on my body. I thought never the less, and kept my thoughts to myself.

It was finally the day and we moved in. My bedroom was on the very top floor with a tiny little window. After packing all day I was very tired and fell asleep on my mattress. I woke up with doors slamming, my hair getting played with and lights flickering. What could this be? A spirit? Father always said that there are no such things as monsters, boogie men, spirits... Maybe he was wrong? Nothing happened for the past week.

On the Saturday night, Mum and Dad went out for dinner by themselves so I was left alone in the house. (I would of called a friend but I had just moved so I didn't know anyone.) So I decided to watch some TV. I could hear the weirdest noise on the drive way. Our drive way was very long so I took a torch with me. It almost sounded like a girl being hurt, but I wasn't quite sure. I went down the drive way to see if everything was okay, and I felt a body next to me. I looked around by no one was in site. I decided not to let it bother me. And still to this day, a little female spirit plays with my hair & plays around with the switches.

I'm posting this for a friend that is very confused and is seeking advice, about 3 months ago she started seeing this little boy in her room, he doesn't talk he just stands there and stares at her for about 3 seconds then he disappears but every 30 minutes or so he returns. He's very vivid not a ghostly fog type or shadow type but a little boy with brown eyes and normal clothes,

She has lived there since birth and has never experienced anything like this in the house nor has her family, none of them have seen the little boy but on occasion she has swapped rooms with one her siblings for one night and every time which ever sibling that slept there for the night wouldn't see the boy but definitely felt something as poking in the stomach and the feeling of being watched.

she is really starting to get scared because the situation is intensifying, as now the little boy pokes her when she's asleep, until she wakes up and then he just stares at her, she has asked him repeatedly to go away and at one point broke down and begged him to go and he did, but only for a couple days. She has got the room and house blessed but he still appears after a week or so.

The other day she was driving home and he appeared in her backseat of the car, she almost crashed because it scared her, she's not interested in learning where he's from or what he wants she just wants it plain and simply to go away, the priest blessing of the house works but only for sometime, I don't know whether she should seek another minister's help like Christian instead of catholic help.

She's very confused as to why this little boy out of the blue decided to visit, as for physical and emotional well being, she's heavily stressed but that's it, no dramatic experiences have occurred.

Any help or advice would be highly appreciated she wants this boy to go away.

I'm new to this site, not sure what to write but I will give it my best.

When my nephew used to mind our house while we were on holidays he said aunty there is a ghost in your house he always felt like he was being watched and a little scared as well, he often would mind our house and always felt this way.

I have had a couple of people who can sense spirits one that I really trust (I have know her for years) she said there is a male and a female in my boys bedrooms. My good friend got in touch with his friend who is a medium he came to our house. We talked I asked him is there a spirit in my house, he said yes. I said is she behind me (my god she was), and she was very scared she thought that he would send her on.

She is 10 to 13 years of age, part of a twin on my hubby's side. She is trapped maybe the other twin is living, she is here for my son and is very protective of him at night time she sits on the bed and watches over Alex as he sleeps, a few times my other boy who sleeps on the top bunk said mummy I can fell something strange in my room. W

E have never told our children about this, Alex is a special needs child and the medium said my son brought her here when he was 4 or 5 when he was in his own world, he also said that my son has seen her and knows her name. The guys picked up Sarah but my son said Tammy, the little angel is a good one so we said she is welcome to live with us she doesn't do any harm, more than likely she will move on when my son grows up into his teens. I am 99. 9% sure that we do have a spirit we call her a little angel.

Thank you for reading hope it made sense as I took notes when the medium arrived I asked the medium how much do you charge he said nothing as its a gift from god as he wants to help people like us.

My story begins when I was 3 or 4 years old. I remember waking up in the middle of the night having to go to the bathroom. I got out of bed and turned on my bedroom light, followed by the hallway light and every light I could find to the bathroom. (I was scared of the dark). Once I got there and sat down, closed the door I was met with an elderly lady standing there, she looked friendly enough and started a conversation with me. I remember the safe feeling she made me feel.

Ever since that night we spoke everyday, she would ask me all about how my day at school was and if I made any new friends. This went on for a couple of months until one day my mother walked past the bathroom and heard me talking to someone.

Once I came out she asked me who I was talking to. I told her all about the sweet old lady behind the door, to which my mother described what she was wearing etc. After my mum asked me about her I never saw her again.

I found out a while later, once I was older, that my brother had also seen her but never spoke to her. Since then I have moved out of the house and have never seen this sweet lady again.

Just goes to show that not all ghost or beings are evil. This was a weird experience but one that I will never forget.

I was staying at my grandparents place, which is where my aunty and her two children also live. My aunty was due to go into hospital the next day and had to have a large amount of laxatives to empty her bowels. So myself and another of my cousins were staying to help out with her two kids because my nan and pop were away at the time.

There are three rooms in the house, all closely located. My cousin stephen was to sleep in his own room, further from where I was sleeping in my cousin Kate's room. Kate was going to sleep in my nan and pops room with my other cousin rachael. My aunt was going to sleep on the couch as she didn't want to wake anyone getting up every 5 minutes to go to the loo.

Everyone was getting ready for bed and I was laying on Kate's bed, waiting for my aunt to turn out the light for me (I was like 11). As I lay there with my eyes closed, I could feel a pawing sensation at the end of my legs. They had several dogs and cats, I assumed it was just one of them, but when I looked up to see which one it was, there was nothing there. But I could still feel it!

Then my aunt came to the door and handed me their new little kitten to sleep with and turned out the light. I was a bit freaked out so I laid patting the cat who was staring up at the wall behind my head. The cat then flipped out and took off out of the room as the door was open. I looked up and felt strangely cold as it was still in summer and had been hot moments before.

Her bed was placed was next to a window and you could hear everything that was outside. I was still trying to sleep when I heard the sound of two men talking outside. At first, I thought it was someone walking past their yards fence, but realized that the language they were using was too formal to be anyone who lived in this town. I then looked outside to see who it was, but there was no one there. I could still hear the two men talking.

As I laid back down, my cousin kate scared me because I was really freaked out now and could just make out her outline, as it was dark in the hall. I yelled at her and chased her out of the room, back into where she was sleeping and shut the door to that room. I laid back down on my bed and couldn't sleep. I could no longer hear the two men talking, but felt cold again. I was going to get up to go find another blanket and looked over towards the doorway where the light switch was next to. In the doorway, I could once again make out an outline of a little girl. I froze because I knew it couldn't be my cousin kate, as the girl had much longer hair and was shorter than kate. Also, the doors in my nan and pops house squeak quite loudly if they are opened or closed, and I had heard nothing so she couldn't have opened the door to come out again.

When I realized it wasn't kate, I looked at the figure who had something that was gleaming in her hand. I thought it to be a long knife blade. The figure then slowly moved in towards me and ,as it did, I screamed as loudly as I could for my aunty to come and closed my eyes.

My aunt came quickly and turned on the light, asking me what was wrong. I just ignored her and jumped out of the bed, ran into where my cousin kate was sleeping and stopped. It definitely wasn't kate because she was dead asleep.

Totally freaked out, I refused to sleep in the room and went into the kitchen at the other end of the house with my aunt while she had a smoke. She then needed to visit the loo again and left me standing there. I then noticed her dog sitting at my feet, so I bent down to pat it and, as I did, I felt the hand of someone rub my back. It was like they were reassuring me that I was okay. When I stood up no one was there.

To this day I will not sleep in that room, and Kate also had seen and heard things.

I'm Rhiannon, and I was 4 when this experience happened.

I was in my room playing dolls, when suddenly I looked to the right side of my closet, without even wanting to see there, and saw a little boy looking quite messed up. I don't mean punched up, like his hair was messy and his clothes were with not a scratch there.

I have never seen a ghost before. Two days after, I was walking and playing with my friend when my head turned to the right side without wanting to and saw that same boy walking with us, holding my hand, although my hand was curled around a doll because me and my friend were playing dolls while walking, he was still holding it.

A year later when I turned 5, I hadn't seen him since. I heard scratching sounds on my cupboard closet throughout my last years of being 4. So technically, I forgot about it. That's when it hit me in preschool. I was in preschool, TRYING to read a book. At least I was looking at the pictures! Anyways, when it hit me, was when the 'boy' was sitting cross-legged next to me, leaning under my head to see. I thought it was one of my boyfriends (A friend that's a boy). SO, I yelled, I was in preschool so I thought it was alright to yell, 'What're you doing!' I tried to push his head as if it would roll and hurt but before I got to it, he disappeared.

Up until I was 9 I would still remember. The boy never hurt me. The boy never talked to me. But that year it changed.

I was on the computer to go onto a game called 'Miniclip' and as soon as the page loaded, something whispered into my ear, 'Johnny Carypulle' I didn't know what I was doing, but I opened another page and searched Johnny Carypulle. When the results came up, I was reading it already.

Johnny was a 6 year old boy, killed by his parents to save their fees. I thought this was a cruel thing, but I already bookmarked the page and saved it for another time. Maybe, a week later, (Just to tell you I live like in a square city roundabout and there is like a graveyard 2 blocks down from my house) I was strolling down the sidewalk to the graveyard. SO when I got there, I found Johnny's grave and said 'In memory of our Johnny. Peace. Died 1967. Born 1961.'

It's about time I posted this. I need some help on why I did that search on Johnny. It still confuses me. And also, I see some people that look like my parents at the foot of my bed staring at me. I know it isn't my parents, because my mum wouldn't have a serious face like it.

Please help me!

I don't know if I need to name this... Only made up stories need names I'm thinking so I just titled it as Jason's ghost encounter. My typing skills are bad and I never learned nouns and stuff... I'm not being lazy this is the best I can do without going back to school. If it gets rejected because of the mistakes so be it. If you can think of anything else you want me to add that I missed or haven't thought of email me on jason.thomas5[at]bigpond.com

My name is Jason I live in Australia And was visited by a ghost or invisible person. I am 24 years old and... Just a regular guy I am not scared to fight I am practiced at 5 types of martial arts I am very ballsy and tough... So I thought. I don't recall the date or time of night was sometime in 2009. I was startled awake at sometime in the night my room was pitch black, complete silence. I lay on my side facing the wall on top of my blanket I wondered why I woke I Did not move I just lay puzzled as waking up in pitch black is not common for me I am a deep sleeper. I have no kids or animals that disturb my sleep and clearly it was not a normal awakening. As I lay 30 seconds passed where I became quite awake apparently something had been in my bed with me... But it had made no sound not breathing not moving. It must have heard my slow steady breathing as it was very quiet in my room. I felt an adult mans or woman's body leave my bed I felt it physically like how you would sleep with a lover... It was pressed against me... Not just in my bed lying alongside me with a gap between us, Kind of like a cuddle but with no arms over me just pressed against me. I felt no body heat and had no previous knowledge of it being against me for the 30 seconds or so. I don't know how long it had been lying against me I was very startled...

It left my bed slowly and silently in a way that would not have woken me if I was sleeping I didn't hear it walk it is as if its feet never touched the ground I don't have carpet just creaky floorboards in my room. So I guess it thought I was still asleep I didn't move I continued to breathe I didn't hear my boards creek or my door open I was scared stiff I knew it hadn't left my room so I lay scared. I was so scared when it leaved my bed I couldn't yell to my father I lost my voice so to speak 100x more scared than wanting to hide under my covers I was way beyond that After... What seemed like 2 minutes or 5 minutes I FINALY built the courage to wander in pitch black to find my light switch "guess I do have SOME guts!" My room was empty OBVIOUSLY, I went to my father's room and asked if he had seen or heard anyone or... If he had been in my room! He said...no. I searched the rest of my house... I searched every literal inch... Every cupboard... Every window had the screens on doors were locked and bolted. There is no freaking way it was a person I would have heard it leave down the hallway or my bedroom boards creak like hell or my door handle make noise.

I have always thought it was my old man rather than a ghost... As I have a strong disbelief in ghosts... But secretly I know it wasn't him I would have heard him leave my room, but I rather it would have been him than a ghost HAHAHA (trying to live in denial and pin it on my old man). I feel to this day that it had not been aware I was awake as I didn't change my breathing just opened my eyelids And I doubt it could have heard that and merely wanted to visit and leave me in my sleep. It made me extremely uncomfortable. I am scarred for life from this... 24 year old man reduced to mumbling heaps of fear of darkness. But unless you have experienced what I have please don't think me like a sissy... I am unsure if it visits me every night as it managed to get in my bed and lay body to body with me without my knowledge. I don't believe that lights ward off "ghosts" but it makes me feel better. I have slept with my lights on for years and have never seen anything else. I flat out refuse to sleep with lights off. I don't believe stories I read online just like 99% of people... But for the few people that have seen a ghost or odd things and you come online to find people who have had the same experiences or think people don't believe you... I believe you and you aren't alone dudes. Ghosts do exist. And they scare the living %#$@ out of me.

True story

By Jason.

As a young boy my family and I traveled frequently from Australia to New Zealand due to our Father's work commitments. One of the homes we rented was in Remuera, Auckland. At least six months into the lease, there was increased tension with my parents... Fighting constantly. One night the three of us kids were home alone playing hide and seek when we heard our parents knocking at the front door. My sister went to open the door but she couldn't. Some force was preventing him to enter. Dad thought we were tricking him and began screaming at us, threatening punishment. Hysterically Mum put her hand on the handle and the door opened instantly. From then on a long series of weekly events happened. Flowers pots turned upside down, objects disappeared, light switches turned on and off and more scarily fresh cuts would mysteriously appear on dad's forehead.

We ended the lease before it destroyed the family. I'm sure "IT" had followed us over the years as too many other unexplained things have happened.

I'm new at this, so it isn't as scary as all the other submitted stories, but for me it was terrifying. I'm not good at wording it, so bear with me! Also I am Australian aboriginal, our culture is very spiritual and I have been very spiritual most my life. At the time of this, my mum had recently moved in with an ex boyfriend. And I never liked him; just as soon as I met him I instantly knew he wasn't good. We moved in with him, and his house always had something "mysterious" about it, I always had this feeling when I'd get home from school as if something was watching me.

My mum and I are spiritual people; we like to believe there's something more, so to say. Before we moved in I always felt something hugging me in bed, but it wasn't threatening, and was told by a clairvoyant that it was an old relative, so she/he didn't scare me. I knew she was there for my best interest. But when we moved to the new house, she seemed to interact with me more. I heard my name being said softly. But she seemed to go away when my eldest brother came over for Christmas, as if she went back with him and I was left with this scary entity.

The first things weren't so bad, but shocking at the time, like I'd get my charger from my bag and it'd end up back in there, when I clearly placed it somewhere. I was plugging it in one night, and a spring out of a pen sprung out of nowhere past my face, as if it was thrown. I was sitting out the back and my phone started playing music up out of nowhere and it was about 30 cm away from me, everyone was a little shocked. I would see dark flashes like shadows. But one night I was in my room I had gotten out of the shower, and I was on the computer, of course I was reading about ghosts for more information and just out of interest, but whenever I do this it makes me more "aware" they are around.

I had this towel still on my head, and out of nowhere, my head started rocking back and forth, but as if someone had hold of the towel and I found it physically hard to stop it, I had to sit up. I told mum, then rung my friend, as soon as I got off the phone and sat back, there was a tap on the wall. I eventually ran to mum crying.

I just thought I'd share it, but I want to know if it was just playing or if it actually wanted to hurt me, because there was always a "down" "sad" vibe in the house.

Thank you for listening.

This is has happened twice, the most recent was Friday 27th of April 07 this year... But the first time happened last month. I'm usually home alone (since I dropped out of school), I took my dog outside for him to do his business and I was listening to my ipod. The song I was listening to had just stopped and I heard my front door open and close... My dog heard it to because he started barking, I thought "oh it's mum or dad", so I thought nothing of it, but because I hadn't done my chores, I realized if it was mum, I'm dead, if it's dad I'm still safe... So I walked through the garage to the front to see who it was by seeing the car and to my shock NO CAR! Which means somebody had entered my house! But both doors were supposed to be locked! I grabbed the rake from the garage and entered the house in the back way, I said loud and clearly "I know you're here, come out" I continued saying that while checking the house. I went to the front and the front door was open and the fly screen was shut... But both doors were shut and locked before! I continued to check the house, nothing was there, I know somebody/something was there because my dog started barking and I heard somebody come in!

The most recent one, as before, I'm home alone but this time I was in the house on my laptop on the other side of the house, I heard the fly screen and front door open, and then I heard a thud on the kitchen bench, like mum's bag usually does so I thought, oh mum is home! I wanted to show her something that I made on the laptop, so I walked through and nobody was there... Not even mum's bag! I walked to the front door and the front door was open and fly screen was shut... I grabbed the first item I saw which was an umbrella and checked all the rooms... Nobody was there.

My Mum and Aunt have a history of seeing ghosts and have a lot of stories about it. A couple of weeks ago, me and my Mum were watching TV late at night and all of a sudden we hear a something growling (it sounded like a person). We instantly looked at the hallway door. My Mum said she had felt a cold wind when we heard the noise and it really shook her up. She says that now when ever there is a wind or breeze she gets shivers up her spine. Luckily I wasn't sitting near the doorway like mum. At first we thought it was my sister and her boyfriend shouting or something but then my sisters door opened. Mum just had a really shocked look on her face, we both realize that it wasn't them. From then on we have the hallway light on to scare whatever it was away.

A few nights later I wake to a gasp in my room that was right near my ear, I wake shocked and a little freaked out. What I saw next was a white outline of a person coming out of my wardrobe. I instantly burn up and become really hot (this was at 4:00 am and we are in winter). I eventually fell asleep and told my Mum and Nan in the afternoon. Nan doesn't believe in ghosts and gets scared so our conversation was short. This was when I heard of all the ghost experiences Mum and my Aunt have had and I was glad I wasn't the only one.

Then 5 nights ago I was trying to fall asleep and I feel tingling like normal (Nan says its your nerves but I don't think so) and I feel cold breaths on my neck, and in certain places it was freezing cold (more then normal). Because I can only sleep in complete darkness I couldn't really see anything but I have an alarm which is near my bed and it is a little bright, not too much though, it was enough so I could see a white outline of a person. I smile (I felt safe and happy weirdly enough) and go to sleep.

And 3 nights ago I feel really cold again and see the outline (is it just my eyes or not) and I say "I wish I could hear you" (because I think it was the same ghost from a few nights ago). An half and hour later I hear an attempt to wolf whistle and I get scared (I didn't mean it like that) and begin to become really hot and I cover my eyes thinking its the cars that were racing a couple of streets away just moments ago. I constantly see really white bright things in the corner of my eyes when trying to sleep (every night). I am really worried that this is all a coincidence and all in my head.

I know I am not crazy but I just need reassurance that it isn't in my head and it is a ghost. By the way I don't tell Mum or Nan now because they saw they don't want to hear it because they get scared. So this is the only place I can turn to. So what could this all be I am open for anything right now. I have had a scare when I was little but that can wait a while now this is happening. I will try and keep you guys updated on what's going on.

Hi guys I'm 19 and this is my first ever paranormal experience and I didn't like it. (Profanity is used in this story, but not a lot) It happened at my friends house.

Here's how it began.

At 4:00pm LAST Saturday (yeah it happened just 2 days ago) I was at my friends getting ready for our "Mario Kart Wii Party"

So while waiting for the other 3 guys to come, my friend was telling us how he heard someone call his name when he was on his computer at around 2am.

(Now in chinese myths, when you hear your name being called out and you don't know who it is, do not answer or do not look back, because apparently there is a ghost standing behind you wanting to take your soul or give you unimaginable bad luck that will cause you to finally take your own life)

So knowing about that he got alittle freaked out and ignored it and put his music up a little higher. After he told us that story, we just laughed and just said that it was 2 in the morning, your mind plays tricks on you. He agreed on that and laughed as well.

Well finally our other friends came and it was about 15 minutes to 7pm if I remembered. We played until 9:30 and I WAS BUSTING TO GO TO THE TOILET, but I was in the middle of a race. So I held it in. After I finished, (I came 3rd BOOO!) I quickly ran to the toilet, while there I felt a chill down my spine and then my blood ran cold and I felt so petrified for some reason and I was thinking in my head "oh god, please don't" so I just stood there... Feeling terrified for no apparent reason. Then I heard my friend insult me asking how long it takes for me to just pee. At that time I felt relieved and had a smile on my face.

(illusion or possession part)

When I went out the toilet door the walls became wobbly and I felt dizzy, I didn't think much of it. So I ran back and jumped into the gaming room and shouted "READY TO BE OWNED NOOBS?!" to my surprise my friends weren't there. So I figured, oh they must of went down to eat (we haven't had dinner yet) So I went down stair and no one was in the kitchen. When I finally realized his family wasn't in the house I got REALLY REALLY freaked out. "Guys! This isn't funny anymore" as I yelled out with a smirk on my face, so I ran towards the front door when I opened it THERE WAS A FREAKEN BRICK WALL, at that time I was about to cry so I screamed

"F**k you guys, seriously... THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE, F**KEN HELL!"

So I walked about feeling terrified, I stopped. Someone or something was behind me and I was so afraid to look back. I felt it RIGHT BEHIND ME! It's breathing was demonic almost gasping.

I was breathing so heavily, then I felt I grab. I screamed so loud (the loudest I have ever screamed in my WHOLE life)

After that scream I woke up on the floor near the gaming room with my friends around me, looking worried. As I got up I yelled at them "DO YOU THINK IT WAS FUNNY TO SCARE ME LIKE THAT?"

One of my other friends lashed out "SCARED YOU? YOU F**KEN SCARED US! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?" I looked confused... And I told what happened and they looked confused and freaked out.

This is what I was told by my friends. I came to the gaming room then stopped walking, my face went pale white and my face was stunned. I stood there for a good 10 seconds just to collapse on the floor...

But my illusion felt like it went on for like 10-15 minutes.

What the hell happened here? If anyone could tell me, it would be great. I know ghost can cause illusions, but I'm just scared that it was a possession, if it was then I want to get my body cleansed.

Thanks for reading, I know it wasn't scary. But WEIRD INDEED.

This happened to my grandmother a long time ago when they didn't know very much about the paranormal and the effects.

A long time ago my grandmother had a car accident her husband (my grandfather) was driving the last thing she said to him was "I love you", he never answered he had spun and hit a tree and died at the scene.

My grandmother was depressed for 3 years and had to go to a mental clinic 3 times. One night when we went to visit Naomi (my grandma) said that she was hearing footsteps and always when she looks out the window she could see their car in the state of when they crashed. Mum dad and I looked at each other, and then mum took her upstairs and put her to bed.

The next night mum said I was staying at Naomi's so I packed my gear and head up the hill. When I got there Naomi was upset she said that weird things had been happening and that her cat could see them too.

My gran has got letter magnets on her fridge all the time. When I crept down in the night to get my gran a glass of water, I opened the fridge got the water closed it and the letter magnets spelled "I love you too" I was barely freaked out and went upstairs and told my little sister to cut it out and stop playing tricks on me and nana she said she didn't know what I was talking about.

A couple of months later nothing strange had been happening at the house so I heard from Naomi. My parents had split up and dad was away on business when it was his turn to have me so I stayed at nan's.

I woke up at the same time nan wanted a glass of water the last time I was there. I would have never guessed that the magnets were next to my bed on the floor I looked at them and they spelled "I love you too"

I was so freaked out because my little sis wasn't there and I highly doubted my nan had done that.

I went back to sleep and woke to hear banging on my door I walked over and it was nan she said to come quickly and see what happened. I ran to her room and she said that her glass of water had been knocked off and that's what woke her and as I looked down (drum roll) and there were the magnets all 11 of them and they spelled "I love you too" we just sat there and cried.

Later on I saw my grandfather and he said "thank you" and then nodded his head and walked away.

Do you think that we was trying to respond to what my grandmother said before the crash (I love you)?

Comments would be appreciated!

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