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One night, I dreamt that my cat had fallen into a septic tank at my cabin. The next morning, my alarm woke me up, and the radio announced that a man and his son had died form poisonous gasses in a septic tank, only 2kms from my cabin! The next week, I had a dream in which my cat had walked out of a hockey arena, and I found out the next day that the NHL had gone on strike and wouldn't play for the next year! I have had numerous dreams like this, only they concerned upcoming test scores, and days off from school. This cat is my longest lived pet, and tends to like me the most in my family. I have had other paranormal occurrences with this cat, like how I once saw a "shadow-cat" that was the same size, height and posture of my cat.

-Pat

I have only told a few friends of mine this story. I guess I just don’t want people to think I’m crazy or something. When it happened, I didn’t know what to make of it, and I didn’t even think about any ties to hauntings or anything. I just didn’t know what to make of it. Here is what happened:

My husband and I were sleeping in our house on our sofa-bed because we had a friend over and we offered the use of our bedroom. I remember not sleeping well that night and tossing and turning a lot. When I woke up in the morning, my back was very sore. I reasoned that maybe it was a spring in the bed that I had rubbed on and moved over, causing the pain. I kept telling my husband that my back was sore, like a “stinging” pain. We searched the bed, looked under the sheet and couldn’t find any evidence of anything that was popping up or could have been poking me. I decided to make coffee and take a shower. After my shower, my husband (he’s an ex now) said “oh, my god, what happed to your back!” I looked in the large mirror and turned around. I had five scratches (about six to seven inches??) in the middle, left-hand side of my back. I just thought that maybe I had rubbed against a nail, needle, or something in the past couple days. But the marks were somewhat long and even. They looked like someone took a nail and scratched them, not like claw marks. Well, a couple of days later I was at our neighbor’s house who lived directly across from us. We were talking in her kitchen and I asked if I could use her bathroom. Upon coming out of her bathroom, which was located in her bedroom, she stopped me and said, “I have to show you something. It’s so weird!” and she chuckled. She lifted up her shirt and she had five starches almost identical to the ones on my back, but hers were located a little lower. She told me that her husband Dave had even accused her of “having an affair,” and told me she had no idea of how they got there. I felt pail and my heart almost went up my throat.

This incident happened in 1990, and I have only told a handful of people about it. The reason I am telling it is because I was on the internet looking for more information about this phenomenon and came upon this website. There are probably a lot of people that are going to see this and think I’m lying, and I swear on the bible that this store is true. I guess I just wanted to tell others, and I’ve read other stories on this site and I know that some of you have experienced similar incidents. Thank you for letting me share this account.

Here are two short tales.

"A Friendly Ghost"

Hillsdale, MI
Fall 1983

I was a college freshman. I wanted to get away from other students sometimes. I would go to a graveyard down the street from the dorm. The graveyard was at the end of the street. There was a dirt road running alongside the graveyard. A few houses were on one side of the street to the graveyard but they were not beside the graveyard.

I had a ritual of bringing a few beers and smoking cigarettes. I would sit on a stone bench with an arch overhead. After drinking and smoking I left the graveyard. I was about 25 meters from the entrance and heard a friendly "Hello" from back inside the graveyard. I froze for a moment because I knew no one could have been in the graveyard because I was just there. I thought it odd that someone would say hello while you are walking away. I started walking faster but decided to turn around and go back.

My heart was beating as I called out, "Hello", to whatever was trying to get my attention. I felt foolish but I really wanted to see if I'd get a response. I repeated my hello and asked, "Hey, is there anybody there?" No response. I walked back to the dorm and repeated my story to my roommate.

"A Berlin Bar"

Berlin, Germany
Spring 1997

I was a sergeant in the US Army and stationed in Germany. Another soldier and I went to a strange bar. It had camoflage hung from the ceiling. Supposedly there was a camera in the bathroom (a joke I guess). Occasionally, a lump of camoflage would lower from the ceiling and lights would flash, and a recording of thunder special effects would sound to startle customers. Cartoons would play continually on the TV sets. It was a real funhouse.

We were sitting at a small round table drinking beer and chatting with two Germans. I saw a large,
heavy glass ashtray slide several inches across the table by itself! My friend, who was sitting across the table, started rubbing his eyes in disbelief. I asked him, "Did you see what I saw?" "Yeah, the ashtray moved." The two Germans weren't looking at the table and didn't it see it happen.

I put the ashtray back in the center of the table and had everyone hit the table but the ashtray didn't move. I looked under the table thinking this has to be another gag in this wacky bar. There was nothing there. Maybe there's a magnet? A magnet for glass? I poured the precious German beer on the table to see if the ashtray was "hydroplaning" on the slick surface. Nothing happened. Berlin was the scene of death and destruction at the end of WWII. Perhaps one of dead still had a sense of humor and enjoyed playing tricks on a couple of Yanks.

There was a house that I grew up in located in N.E. Portland with a large upstairs closet. My older sister stayed in that room across the hall from my room. She would tell me of head aches that made the walls sway in like they were closing in on her. This would happen when she was doing her home work, as if the walls were keeping her in till it was finished. When she moved out, I got the bigger room. I didnt sence anything till I myself was in highschool. The walls didnt move for me, but the closet was very cold. To open the closet, you would feel a chilliung breeze, enough to move your hair as if you were outside in the wind. The atmosphere got more angry as time went by. When I would make my bed, my china set would fly across the room piece by piece as if a cat was flicking it off the shelves... but there were no cats allowed in the house. I would leave a color pen on my dresser from doing a project for school, and wake the next morning with something scribbled on the mirror. If I fell asleep during class, my hand would still hold a pencil and doodle the same mess that was on the mirror as if someone was trying to write me a message without the knowledge of how to write. When my family moved out of the house, it stopped. I lived with my parents for about 4 months then got my own place. Then it started again, someone always behind me, a shadow lingering at my back with a temperature so cold, somethimes I could see my breath. At this time I told only my sister, but in the new place I shared with my boyfriend at the time, he saw it too. Our things were getting moved around. We found scribbles on papers, and the closet grew black to me sometimes when I just turned away for a second and the light for sure was on. It also started to make a hissing sound from the closet. I know it sounds wierd, but to coinsadental for two places of my living to have it happen. I just mustard the stregnth one day that it was really bad towards myself and my boyfriend to yell at it and told it to leave me alone from now on and to stop following me. I have moved once since and feel nothing. The palce is clean of any negative energy, I have been here 2 years.

Title : All My Life...

After reading some of the stories here, I figured why not, I'm not the only one.

As far back as my memory can remember I've always have had a little experience happen to me here or there. None are like the others which strikes me as weird. But here it goes maybe someone can explain it for me.

The very first time I ever saw anything I was very young. I couldn't even tell you my exact age, but I'm thinking no older than 6 yrs. old. It happened very quickly...I was talking with my Uncle he was tucking me in for a nap. I saw him leaving the room. As soon as he got to the doorway the whole room went pitch black..I mean Black. In front of me all I could see was Praying Hands glowing so white moving closer to me then coming around to the edge of my bed towards my face. I was so scared and in shock! When they got real close all I could was hold my breathe and close my eyes. After a few seconds I opened my eyes and the room was back to normal. Explaination I have none. All I know is I was scared. Til this day I remember it very clearly.

The next thing that happened...It was the Summer before I was in Jr. High so it was mid 80's. My Mom was getting ready to take my Dad to work, my room bedroom was very hot so I asked my Mom if I could climb up in her bed and use her fan. She said yes and off they went. I fell asleep almost instantly. I remember before I closed my eyes the clock said 7:12 a.m. Anyways eyes closed and BAM I saw this lady in a pink dress floating above reaching her hands out to me...She looked harmless but then I remembered stories that my Mom had told me of Banchees. Incase ya don't know...Beautiful motherlike woman who appear to children calling and reaching out to them, when the child takes her hand...instant uglyness. Witches. Anyways back to my story...So this Lady is reaching out to me and I'm trying to sink further into the bed pulling my hands back as far as I can then all of a sudden I hear my mom walk into the room and my eyes open. I looked at the clock and what seemed to take place in minutes was actually more than 45. It was a little after 8 am now. I told my Mom what I had just seen and described the lady and what she was wearing. My Mom just kind've gazed at me, then she said "Sounds like your GreatGrandMother, That is what she looked like and was wearing when we buried her when you were 2 yrs.old." Then she said, "But theres noway way you could have remembered that." To be blunt if that was my GreatGma I feel like a jackass for not reaching out to her.

The next thing that happened to me is the ABSOLUTE spookiest thing that I have ever "Seen and Felt". I never knew other people have seen what I have and call it the same thing..."ShadowMan".

First Year of High School. We had just moved to Bremerton, Washington. This is 1987. I think I had turned 14 by this time. Anyways my Father was in the Navy and we were waiting on Military Housing to come through so we could move in. Meanwhile we were staying with a kind've Adopted Grandmother to me and my brother. A very close Family Friend. One night I woke up. No reason just woke up. I looked over and saw my brother sleeping away in the other twin bed. Then I was looking around the room with my eyes and thought I saw something. I played it off as being the shadow of the trees blowing outside the window. But then I saw it again. This time VERY CLEAR. It was this Shadow clearly of a Man, looked cloaked and floating, darkish gray in color like Charcoal. He floated right up to my face. The Panic kicked in and I tried to yell out to anyone in the house who could hear!!! That's when the real bad thing that makes my skin crawl thinking about it happened. He put his finger over his lips and motion for me to "Shhhhh". Then I felt my hands raise up and bind together. I could see him spinning his hand around my hands like he was tieing them together. I was still trying to scream but like this whisper, high pitch sound came out like I was losing my voice. Next the Shadow leaned forward getting closer to my face as he came closer I did the only thing I could think of I raised my head and bit him. I felt like flesh in my mouth. It's unbelievable I actually felt it. He pulled back and in a flash "It" was gone and my hands became free. I don't know what "It" wanted but I personally did'nt get the impression it was of good intent. I know other people have said they have seen Shadow People but I'm wondering is anyone out there like myself to have felt one?

Moving right along...The next thing to happen was in 2001. I was right about 27 yrs. old. I had just moved in with my boyfriend. He lived in fairly new constructed apartments in Silverdale, Washington. I didn't bother to ask at the time but when I moved in his bed was in the Livingroom. Didn't make sense then but does now. He had the total Bachelor pad, a complete mess, need a womans touch so to say. One day I was cleaning up the place, going in and out of the rooms putting things in order, furniture back in its correct rooms and so on. Everytime I walked into his bedroom I felt sick, getting feelings like things just aren't right. I don't know why but I just blew my feelings off. About a month or so passed and my boyfriend had to start traveling out-of-state more often. To keep me company he got me a cute little dog. Pure white little Japanese Spitz. Anyways my boyfriend was gone and once again I was cleaning up. I was doing laundry to be exact. I was folding clothes on top of our bed and i got that not so good feeling again. I looked up and my dog was on the edge of the bed standing just staring into the corner of the room. Its the middle of the day by the way. I'm like calling her and asking what's wrong..like shes gonna answer me right. She looks back at me then looks back to the corner. Perfectly still. Then she jumps(likes when someone comes up behind you and scares you) and looks quickly across the room like something ran past her. Freaky, yes? It gets better. My boyfriend comes back a few weeks later and I start talking to him about the bed being in the Livingroom when I first moved in. I don't really get a long explaination just that he never slept comfortable in the bedroom. I don't say anything about what had happen when he was gone. That night we were in bed talking before we went to sleep. I don't really remember about what. I just know in my mid sentence I heard him start snoring. Typical man eh? I'm giggling about it to myself when all of a sudden the bed started shaking violently. I jump up, he jumps up and we're just looking at eachother. It stops after a few seconds and he looks at me and says..."Thats why I hate sleeping in this freakin room!" I'm thinking thanks for warning. The next day we go to the Apt. Office and ask for a different apt. We needed one anyways cause my son was getting ready to come out and visit and we need a 2 bedroom. So we move. Same Apt.Complex, different Apt. To make this go short I'm just gonna go into it and not so much detail...we move and one night I'm laying in bed and see this woman in the doorway. Plan as day. Modern dress, pretty, brown hair. It freaks me so I throw the covers over my head. My boyfriend is like "What's wrong?" So I tell him "Look in the doorway." "See anything?" "No". Ok I'm thinking. The next night same thing, I looked to the door and there she is again. I'm shakin now. My boyfriend knows...he looks to the door all by himself he just grabs me and holds me close. Then he like "OK, maybe we should just move out of this Apt. Complex alltogether!"

We now live in Arizona. Close to Tombstone strangely enough. I never wanted to go there because all of the history that place has. I thought forsure if I went I would see some ghost or whatnot. But I didn't. I have seen something in our apt. here though. I'm not really sure what it is. I'm thinking some kind of ghost, spirt, or shadow person. It happens quickly..I just see it walk from my hallway to the kithen then dissapear. Just a few steps. Can't make anything out though.

So many unexplained things in my life have happened. And all of them different. Can anyone maybe explain? Or have some sort of idea?

My story kind of goes along with the orbs from the stroy " about 1000 steps" (NOTE: You can read that story HERE.)

my friend and i have both seen tall white glowing figures moving very fast at different times in different states. i saw one at the park when i was a child. my brother and i where riding down to the park on our bikes to have an ordinary picnic. when i spotted something white about 100 meters away near the playground i called his attention to it. we both saw it. it appeared out of no where and it ran under the tire swing.it changed its shape from a 10 foot tall slim glowing light to a small orb. then it resumed its formal height and sped off towards the creek near the park. it was moving at such a high speed that you could only pick up the glowing white siloutte of the figure. my friend wasnt sure i was telling the truth until he saw one just recently on vacation.

His house has always been very haunted since his grandfather built it. he claims to have seen strange things and demons. but on his latest visit he was home alone. he saw a similar figure speed across his old lawn.anyone have any ideas of what these things could be?

My Grandparents had a dog named Puff for many years. She was a toy poodle and very sweet, but with a very distinct high pitch bark and howl. At night, she slept in her bed in the utility room on the far side of the house.

Years ago, I stayed with my grandparents. I worked at night as a restaurant manager and did not get home until late. I would sometimes get Puff and bring her into my bedroom to sleep with me, especially if there was a rain storm or if it was a windy night-Puff did not like to be alone then and she would bark and howl in her high pitched way. One very blustery night, I got home very late and was very tired. I laid down in bed and could hear Puff barking and yoweling-not liking the wind storm at all. I did not get up that night to bring her into my room-I was so tired-I just turned out the lights and went to sleep. The next morning, my grandmother came in and told me about Puff-how the afternoon before, after I went to work,she went to sleep and died i in my grandmothers lap. They wrapped her up and laid her in the shed in the backyard. I never told my grandparents that I heard Puff barking and howeling that night and I have always wondered what I would have seen if I had gotten up that night to bring her into my room

When I was about 9 I lived in Canyon de Chelly and was walking to meet my mother when I heard something in the brushes. I turned and in the shadows I saw a form of some kind that had eyes like a cat's eyes are at night. I suddenly froze and we made eye contact for a while. then it walked off. Every since then I can see things in dreams and can sense death or when someone is about to die, to name a few. Was this a skin walker and if so why wasn't I harmed in any way?

PLAYING WITH MAGIC

when I was in the 8th grade back in 1978 in fort worth tx, me and my best friend billy were looking for rare X-man comics, so we went to a rare book store the kind that you see in the movies to get one ( we were 13 did know that it didn't carry comic books) as we looked we saw a section mark majik and we found this old book with strange writing on the binder but word inside were english so we perched the book and I keep it the first week because it was my money that we spent; in that week strange things started happening around the house at night like voices and thing move out side the house ( my mom worked at night so I had the house to my shelf).this freak me out so I want to get rid of the book; but billy said that it was he's turn and that I just did want him to use it , monday on the bus stop early about 6:00 am we met so that I could show him some of the weird stuff that was happening but he did not want to hear of it and in he's backpack he had candles and chalk so that we could do a spell right then and there, I gave him the book so that he could look up what he wanted to do so that he would see for him self that I was not lying. The spell he pick was to call a lesser wind demon to do he's will and we started with the circle and put the candle down and started,, as we were chanting the air became warm as if a blow dryer was on in a distance and getting closer as we continued . we saw a dust devil (whirlwind) coming down the street and it stop just at the holding ring on the ground and the air was hot. I asked billy to send it back ,but he look at me and said "there is nothing there do you see anything " I said no but that doesn't mean there is nothing there he said "I will prove it " he step out of the large protection ring that we had drawn on the ground as he stepped out he became white as a sheet and he could speak and all he could do is point and walk backwards from me, I told " stop screwing around that he was scaring me " at that point he turned to run away as he was running I could see he's body being knocked around like a piece of yarn played with by a cat, which a person can't do without planting he's feet to jump from side to side which he wasn't. I started reading the close part of the spell not leaving the circle as i watch him fight with someone are some thing as I finish the close spell the air became cool again I ran to billy , he was on the ground by a car on the opposite end of the block he's pants were torn and he had a bowel movement an urinated on his self which is going a little far for a joke, if it was one, I tried to talk to him but all he would do is stare off in to space and mumble , so i did what a friend would do at 13; I took him home and sit him on the front step and ran. At school he's parents came and I had to go to the office and they asked if we were on drugs and he's dad wanted to wipe the floor with me , because he knew what ever billy was doing i was in to it to I had to go get drug tested to prove we were not on drugs and They would not believe him when he told them it was a demon, he went to the loony bin ward and I haven't seen him but twice since then and he still will not talk about what he saw. he just want to thank me for burning the book

signed Adam T

When i was a little girl,my mom had married a man that on the outside was very normal,but inside he was what i call evil.He abused me and my baby brother i was 6 at the time and he was 3.This man used my brother and I in "rituals" of some sort they were held in dark rooms and often times used blood or something resembling blood.It wasn't until after our mother left him that we told her of these accounts.

As I got older around 11yrs old,I began to see shadows and hear movement in corners or unusual breezes,touches,etc.It all intensified when i was about 14 1987.Our mother remarried and we were moveing to a bigger five bedroom house in Johnson City,Tenn. The house was beautiful,but as soon as I walked in the house,I was overwhelmed with a unidenified feeling dread,misery,guilt,but mostly terror.My body felt sort of like when you know your blood sugar is low, like uncontrollable shaking.For some reason I knew that something bad had happened in that house.There was something there.It was more than a ghost,it was evil, something bad.I actually threw up as i begged my mother and new step dad to find another house.They of course blew it off as me watching too many scary movies.

The first night in that house as I was lying in my bed (my bedroom was right next to my brothers)I heard people(plural) whispering and some seemed to be laughing,but an evil laugh. As i was lying there paralized by fear my brother burst in my room crying and begged me to let him sleep with mebecause he said that he was hearing people talking in his room.We ended up living that house for 2 yrs and the whole time strange things would occur,but only I was there.

I had a cat that would hiss and get into a "fighting stance" ,scratch at something that was unseen to me and then run away to hide.These things would happen to others,but only if I was there.Lamps would fall and break,lights would turn on and off,doors slam,objects move.I would see shadows,I could watch them move from place to place,but there form changed all the time,from one movement to the next and i could hear that hideous laugh/cackle.But these things wanted to humiliate,take,scare and intimidate me.We moved out in 1989.The first time my mother ever believed me was when we were moving out and it was just she and I,and a fork moved from draw to the floor and then the door handle wiggled back and forth while we both stood and watched.

I sometimes still see things move in the corner of my eyes,but the evil hissing laugh isnt there anymore.

The scary thing about whatever this is........both my daughters have told me of talking with angels and my oldest when she was 4yrs old(now 13) told me that Jesus came to visit her in her sleep....WE had never attended church. Please have an answer.Please tell me what this means.My 7yr old that has gone to church about 3 times,tells me of her dead cousin (he died when she was 2yrs old) she tells me elaborate details of what angels needed him for. Thank you,Terah

Greetings - My name is Emmy and I live in Lithonia Georgia. The other morning (I think it was on 7/6/04) I kept hitting the snooze button, as I was about to finally get up and turn my alarm off. I looked at my bedroom doorway and saw a shadow person. He was about to step into my bedroom .This was not out of the corner of my eye I was looking right at it. No sooner did I see this shadow person it stepped back quickly. It was a opec shadow of a man in a suit wearing a dress hat. I have told a few friends, I do not feel that they believe me. I also told my Father, because I know that he had seen these beings before. All I told him was that I saw a shadow person and how it was stepping into my room and quickly stepped back when it saw me looking at it. I gave not description of it at all and he asked me if it was wearing a hat and had on a suite. Now that was really crazy to me. I feel that if I tell people about this they will think I am crazy, But I know what I saw. I would like to know who these beings are and why was one about to enter my room. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Thanks for listening!
Emmy

one night while sleeping over at my friends house. it was a cold night and we were innoscently playing our gameboys. my friends noticed green marks on the wall. he left the room to get a rag and clean it off. when he returned with the wet rag the green marks were gone and we were scared. we did not know if it was real or our eyes were playing tricks on us. but since we both saw it we thought that it was real. but we just let it go and kept on playing our gameboys. about an hour later we were still playing and another mark appeared on the wall in the shape of a hand. my friend got the rag and threw it at the mark. the hand mark disapeared and appeared in another part of the bedroom immediatly. we were scared because now the hand marks were going and appearing as if someone was putting their hand on and off the wall. we kept throwing stuff at the marks. at one point my friend hit the hand mark and the green mark was rubbing along the wall after that for a minute. after a long time of throwing things at the hand marks about and hour later we just decided to cover our heads with the sheets and go to sleep. but we could not sleep at all. so the whole night we lay in bed awake wondering if the marks were there or now a full body was there watching us. but when morning came at about 5:00 we got up and watched tv. when his parents awoke we told them everything but they would not believe us. but we will always know what happened in that room that night. i still lie awake at night wondering if the hands were a sign or just a ghostly prank. thnk you for reading and sharing my story. -Matt

My grandpa told me before he died (I was about 7 when he passed over) that he would always protect me and mine. While I was in labor for my second daughter, the doctor was going to give me something to relax me because they had to turn her (she was being stubborn about coming out -- big surprise). I heard my grandpa telling me not to let the doctor give me anything -- I didn't. Good thing, if I had she may not have survived. She was born with too many red blood cells and it severely compromised her breathing.

Also shortly after my father - in - law died, I would wake up at night and see a man shaped shadow leaning against the wall. Not at all frightening, actually it was rather like someone was watching over us. The shadow (that looked eerily like Pops) disappeared after the funeral.

I recently found your site and today I read Jan's "Creature of the Night". I'm not sure if the tales are true or not, but I had a similar experience to that particular story I thought I'd mention. I live in Florida where it doesn't snow (I heard it snowed for 3 hours 10 years ago) but my experience took place in Ohio when I was picking up my stepbrother from his aunt's house sometime in December of 2002. I had crossed the border into Ohio about two hours before I got into the farm towns and was about another two hours away from my stepbrother's aunt's house. As I was driving through a farm town (at about 12 mph because of the thick snow.. the speed limit was 15 anyway) I saw a tall, extremely pale man with short, tangly dark-brown hair and completely naked if he didn't have the torn jeans on. I stopped out of curiosity (the man was walking around nearly naked in the snow for Pete's sake!). I almost rolled down the window to call out to him and ask "What's up?" before he came close enough for me to see that he looked very creepy with his ice-blue eyes with very small pupils and very wet, red lips with something dark trickling from the left corner of his mouth down to his chin. You better believe I hit the gas pedal and was zooming down that road at 45 mph! I'm still not sure if I wanted a cop to pull me over or not! ~Becki

I used to live in Springfield, Ohio too. On Columbia Rd close to Snyder Park. Was just checking out your sight because myself and some coworkers were talking about Crybaby Bridge and stuff like that. Do you know of any other areas in Springfield that are said to be haunted? I always wondered about my old house. It was on Columbia St. I had a closet with no door which I had things stored. I had a curtain in front so it wouldn't look so cheesy. One night I was home along with my son, when everything in there fell out. Made a huge noise. Stuff in there was stored so nothing would fall without help. I had always been uneasy about that place. Just thought I'd share that with you and see if you knew of other places in Springfield that was supposedly haunted. Thanks. Jamie

On the evening of Monday the 19th 2004 I was in my house on my own which is situated in a well known place Achriesgill in the north west Scotland I was in my house on my own and I was chatting to my mate Skip and I was in the house on my own listening to music. after a few hours talking to my mate I was bored so I turned around to reach the box for the TV then I happened to look up at the window which is behind me and I saw this distinctive figure of this face looking into the room I was sitting in. then I turn back around quickly in shock and told my mate Skip that I just saw a figure of a face looking in my window at me.then I tried to forget about it but I couldn't so I ran up stairs and phoned my parents. Now every time I look out of my window I always remember that figure of the face looking at me.

My sister and I used to share a room. I was really scared of that room so although we had twin beds, I had her sleep in my bed.

One night, about two years ago she got up to use the rest room, and woke me up in the process. I looked at our hallway and saw a teenage boy standing there. He stared at me for ten seconds, then my sister came out of the restroom. He turned, watched her walk and then took a step to the side and disappeared. I wasn't scared when I saw him, though it was strange. My and my sister would hear breathing at night. We would get up and listen in my parents room, but it wasn't coming from there. we would then go to my brothers room, but it wasn't him. It was so scary because it was coming from somewhere in my room. We didn't even have any pets at the time.

We finally got to the point where everything kind of quit...the room wasn't scary and everything was fine for a year or so. Then one night I woke up, (or maybe it was a very realistic dream) and saw a priest at the end of my bed. I got up and left the room. My sister was asleep so I just left her. I woke up on the couch. Then a few weeks later, I kept having a dream about a Nazi soldier, an older lady and a businessman. I had it four times in one night, waking up in a sweat. Two months later we added on to the house and my sister had her own room. The first night in my room alone I woke up and saw the same teenage boy in my hall, with an older man there too. They looked at me for a long time. I sat up and the older man disappeared. The teenager just stared at me. I remember blinking a lot, and he was still there, so I know it wasn't a dream. When I went to stand up the teenager looked down and disappeared.

My sister had to move back in with me for a month so that we could paint, remodel, etc., her room. One night we had a bad lightning storm. I woke up and lay there. I heard my parents wake up and go into the living room, and soon after I heard my sister wake up. She asked me if we should get up. I told her, "NO, We'll be fine." As soon as I said it I got a creepy feeling and heard someone whisper," Now, up, now." The feeling got worse. I stood up and said, "Holly, lets go." I made it across the room to her bed when sparks shot out of the wall that my bed was against. A huge picture and several little decorations fell right where my head would have been. It was scary. Lighting had struck our house and shot the nails out of the wall, which caused the sparks. Scary right? I'm so thankful for that voice.

Once again, everything quit; but then I was in my room and got the scary feeling I was being watched. I turned the light off and tried to ignore it. It was coming from this one corner, so I turned the light on and just sat on my bed for five minutes. I was so scared I left the room. It happened again last week, on Thursday. I walked in, felt it, turned my radio on and it still wouldn't go away. I walked out and started crying. I was very scared, so I brought my brother in and he felt it too. I just left the room and chatted for a while online, and told a lot of people about it. When I went back to my room the feeling was gone - My room felt normal again.

My parents were really excited that they finally bought their own house. A duplex! of course we lived on the first floor, while my moms best friend lived upstairs with her two kids and her 25 year old sister.

A month after we moved in (around june) my parents gave our basement a complete makeover. Now theres three rooms in our basement all connected with doorways. Theres the recreational room which is closest to the stairs. The Laundy room which is right next to the rec. room. And the PLay room which is right next to the laundry room.

Anyway, my little borther was awfully bored,so i decided to take him to the play room downstairs,I also invited the two little kids upstairs Sammy and Sonia. As we went down the stairs I felt a cold chill. Too cold for July, bu then again we do live in Wisconsin so i didnt pay it any mind. We got to the play room and i turned on the boombox, while my little brother and sammy rushed to the toy trucks. Sonia and I were just dancing to the music. 15 minutes later we spot a shadow in the laundry room. It seemed to be of a tall,thin,man.The kids and i got really creeped out, so i did what any 14 year old would do. I grabbed the heaviest toy i could find and i slowly peeked to see who was there. and i couldnt beleive my eyes,there was nobody there!

By this time i knew my new home. I knew that the basement stairs always creek when being stepped on,even if our music was loud,we would of been able to hear it.

So the kids and i ran up the stairs and again i felt that chill. When we got upstairs i asked my mom if she was downstairs at all. She said no. Then i asked my brother he too replied with the same answer. Then we went to the second floor to ask Sammy and Sonia's mom. She too said no. The three adults then asked us why do you ask? and we told them our frightening expirience.

I later found out that the previous owner of the house loved the basement and thats where he spent most of his time. The basement used to be some kind of workshop where he would build things out of wood. I also found out that he died 2 year before we bought the house.

So...a year has passed and I never go to the basement after dark or by myself. And that playroom is rather empty. Sometimes at night i hear our stairs creek,knowing that everybody is asleep.

This happened to me when I was 13 at my aunt and uncle's home in Bayou Labatree, Alabama. My aunt had always told me that her new mobile home was haunted but being a skeptical preteen I didn't believe a word, until.... My mom and dad wanted to go to Biloxi to party it up over night so they dropped me and my brother and sister off at my aunt and uncle's to stay over on the weekend. When I got there my aunt began telling me the same worn out story of an old man and his mentally handicapped grandson and how they had died of natural causes. I ignored her, popped in a movie, and settled in for bed on her couch.

Later on that night I got up to use the bathroom and peeked in on the playroom at the end of the hall and that is when I saw an old man dressed in a flannel shirt, suspenders, brown pants, and brown slippers. He had a kind look and reminded me of Santa. He smiled and a little freaked out I used the rest room and ran back to my "bed". My aunt was on the computer in the same room when I ran in and she turned to me with a laugh, "You saw him didn't you?" I nodded and watched as the kind old man I had just seen walked into the room. He began messing with my aunt's dog by flicking it's ears and roughhousing with him. The dog was spooked and began barking while the old man seemed to let out a hearty, grandfatherly laugh. I watched this the entire time when he looked up at me and mouthed, "good night" and walked back into the hall.

Ever since then I knew he was a kind man and my aunt frequently tells me how he plays jokes on her family by switching the television channel while my uncle watches races and how he turns off the light in the kitchen when she is cooking. I've never thought of this man as evil but a kindly old man who likes to have fun. I will never forget him and how "warm" he felt.

hi, it was april the 12th 2004, I was in my garden around 10 pm and it was pretty dark and a cloudy sky, I was at the gate of my garden just heading back into the house. But then i heard this sudden noise. like a loud screaching rustling noise. It was hella scary. Any how i went to investigate this noise and i look every where and i couldnt see anything next minute sumthing touched the back of my leg i was a kindof soft tap. i turned around and looked round then i looked down to my knee and i saw this out line of a gnome i was hella scared so i ran to my house locked the door and never went back to the garden again.

My encounter with a so-called shadow person was a brief, startling surprise. I had just awoke and was sitting up in bed getting ready to go use the bathroom, when what I would describe as more like a "large bat shadow creature" came flying through the wall in front of me, directly at me and through me. It happened so fast that I thought maybe I was experiencing the tail end of a recurring dream. But to my recollection I had not been dreaming anything prior and was certain that I was awake during the occurance. As it approached me at a very high speed I thought I could see it's wings folding forward as though it were preparing itself for it's shot through me. I thought for sure I was going to experience an impact, but only felt what I would describe as a whoosh. Also, I should mention that my room was very dark that night, yet this thing was darker than my room.

This was the only supernatural experience of my life and although it scared the hell out of me at the time, it has left me with a strange curiousity about them. ~ Brian Randolph.

I have had a similar experience. I was about 7 years old and the entire experience was the most frightening of my life. I awoke in the middle of the night, having just woken up I immediately felt afraid without even realizing what was going on. I was lying on my back with my head facing my wardrobe. My eyes were open the entire time. All of a sudden my wardrobes door opened up. I then tried to get out of bed to run to my parents room but realized I was frozen stiff. I then saw a dark figure, with no particular features distinguishable walk out of my wardrobe. That scared me shitless, I was frozen stiff so I tried to scream, but nothing came out, it felt as if I had the wind punched out of me. The figure slowly walked towards me, as soon as it reached the side of my bed, all movement came back to me, as soon as I could move I felt this extremely cold sensation, my body of tingly all over. I was so scared I pulled the covers right over my head and went to sleep.

The next day I told my parents and the didn’t question what I had said because our house was haunted so they figured it was a ghost.

I had another out of body experience a few nights later. This time I could move. As far as I can remember, I was walking up a lot of steep steps, for about a few minutes, everything was extremely foggy. I suddenly got the feeling as if I was been followed. I turned around to see what I would describe as a demon, it was very evil looking and I felt threatened as soon as I saw it. I turned around and tried to run away, but it felt as if I was standing still. My legs were moving like anybodies would while running but I was not moving. The ‘demon’ quickly moved towards me and as it lunged at me I suddenly woke up, sweating all over. I told nobody about this experience purely of its weirdness.

Hi friends, i am sunny from india. i can't afford to diclose my real name. i live in a small city named jalandhar and the state is punjab. in my family i ve my elder brother, my mom and my dad. So, here comes the true incident. i was preparing for my final year exams, so i had to get up early in the morning at 2:00 AM. i got up at 1:45 AM. i went for a leak. loo was outside of my house. i went to the loo, when i came back i went to my bed again. suddenly i realized that some is pulling my bedsheet. i didn't bother to care. i slept again but this thing happened once again. i had to bother then. i was little bit scared. frankly speaking i was never used to scare at all but i had to because someone was in my room. i covered my face with the bedsheet. then someone sat on me and started pressing me. i got more scared. i jumped from there but i couldn't find anyone. i slept again. i was so scared. then i got up at 6 am. i rushed out of my room. i told my mom. my mom told me to pray for some time after taking bath. i did that. after 4 days it happened again. one thing was different. i was flying in the sky for few minutes. then suddenly someone pushed me on my bed. then it didn't happen again. after 1 year i got a job in a different city named bombay. i currently working here only. it happened to me again. i was sleeping at night, then i realized that some one was trying to enter into my body. i got tremor in my body. i was shivering. i just wanted to get out of that. i just pushed myself hard and then i slept again. i just want to tell you that i don't know if it is a reality or it is a dream, becuase i don't have any proof of it. it happened to me when i was sleeping. i came to know about this website when i was looking for the real horror stories on the internet. then i decided to share my real incident with you guys. if it happens again i ll surely share my view. i would like to have the emails from you guys about your real incidents too. i want to do research on this. ===== from: Ek Harami

One night, around midnight, I decided to go for a walk before bed. I went to the local park in my area, they have a couple of swings in a well lit area that is a short distance from some houses and shops.

I sat down on the swing and turned on my walkman and I started to swing. All of a sudden I see what appears to be a man walking behind some bushes. These bushes are practically bare, with hardly any leaves on them, so it would be impossible for someone, even a child, to hide behind it.

I got up anyway and went and had a look, but there was no one there. I sat back down on the swing and continued listening to music while swinging back and forth. Then I saw the same figure walk past me on my left side. I stopped and looked in the direction this figure had gone, but there was no one there. The direction it was going in was towards a field, so there was nowhere for this person to run and hide.

So I tell myself that I am just hyper because it is dark and all my senses are heightened. I try very hard to put this out of my mind and once again I start swinging back and forth listening to music. A really good song came on and I closed my eyes to listen to it, I was still swinging back and forth, when I suddenly have this feeling that someone is standing directly in front of me, so I open my eyes, but there is no one there.

Now I am scared, so I quickly get up and walk towards the entrance of the park, just before I get there I stop and look around to see if anyone else is in the park, but there is no one there. Then I have this sudden sensation that someone is running towards me, so I quickly turn around and walk quickly to the entrance. I now have the feeling that someone is walking right next to me really close. I leave the park and I still have this feeling that someone is walking right next to me.

When I came to a driveway near the park the feeling just disappeared. I continue walking until I get to the corner of the street, I stop and turn around expecting to see someone standing at the entrance to the park, but there was no one there. Yet I still have the feeling that someone is watching me.

I have to admit I am relieved that there are other people out there experiencing the same thing as me. I have on a number of occasions seen something or someone out of the corner of my eye, but this episode in the park was the strongest one I have ever had.

When I start to tell these stories, I freak myself out! I'm not a big scardy cat, I belong to a ghost hunter's group (most of the members have some sophisticated equipment) and I've been through some scary stuff. Wade, my husband, said that I shouldn't have left the other night. I should have stayed and talked to John (the soldier). Wade thinks I get scared easily, but I stayed after the first incident! He also says to remember that no matter what "it" looks like, sounds like, smells like, or whatever, it cannot hurt me. That's fine and dandy after the fact but when I'm alone and my heart starts racing and the goose bumps start bumping, I'm outta there! As for the Creek versions of Skinwalkers, I haven't personally heard a story about any in this area. Wade grew up in Horseshoe Bend (Near Alexander City, Al.) and has some nail-biters of his own, in addition to the four years of exposure to my childhood haunts! (Long story short-he works on the road with concert production and when he would go to Atlanta he would stay with my parents. I didn't live there, and even if I did they wouldn't allow room sharing-since they didn't know we were dating, much less that we were planning on eloping! We've been married 3 years and they love him like a son, now. There was a time when I wondered if they'd come around....I'm the baby of the family!) Anyway, as a guest before we married, he had several encounters with all 3 of the spirits that regularly hang around. He knew the history before he stayed there the first night. I digress... Wade hasn't said anything about Skinwalkers, but I will ask around with some of the family who still lives in the area. We haven't proved the lineage yet, but the family history (oral) and their looks tell a very convincing story. Grandma Dean (the matriarch of the family) is almost positive that her grandmother was full-blooded Creek and I haven't clarified if its her paternal or maternal grandma. But the family lives on a beautiful mountain in the small town of Jackson's Gap (where Andrew Jackson rode through and slaughtered hundreds of Creeks, mostly women and children, in the early 1800's) and this land has been in the family for as long as anyone can remember. Most of the family lives on or nearby this mountain. Except us, of course. But we have a plot of land up there with our name on it. One of these days we'll do something with it. Well, you'll hear from me soon with more stories. As you can probably tell, I'm a novice writer, so I love to write. However, I also have a short attention span so if I start writing and get interrupted, there may be some time passing before I finish it. I'll keep working on it. Take care! Jen

Hi...I live in Roswell, NM...I was born & raised here...as a matter of fact I was born on the air base hospital and my dad was in the Air Force and worked in the "hanger" where the bodies & other things found at the crash site were kept. This was a few years after the crash landing and even then no one would talk about what went on. All year long we get hundreds-thousands of people from all over the world visiting Roswell & all that surrounds the '47 UFO Roswell Incident. Before all this became public no one knew about us but now we are known all over as "The Alien Capital of the World"...lol. This is an interesting place to live.

Sincerely,
Denise