Leroy Carter Jr.

In 1981, a 24-year-old man was murdered in Golden Gate Park, San Francisco. He had been decapitated, with a chicken stuffed inside his corpse. A detective who was familiar with the occult believed that it was a ritual murder, related to the voodoo like practice of Palo Mayombe. She theorized that, if correct, the head would return to the same location in 42 days. Fellow officers scoffed at her claims, but sure enough, 42-days-later the head turned up at the scene of the murder. They never caught the killer.

West Memphis Three

In West Memphis, Arkansas, the butchered bodies of three local boys were found on the banks of a creek. The positioning and mutilation of the bodies lead the police to believe that it was part of a satanic ritual. Authorities and townsfolk quickly turned their attention on three local teenagers, who liked to wear black and listen to heavy metal music. The teenagers were quickly accused of murder, found guilty, and sentenced to death. But there was no evidence to indicate that they were responsible. After they were found guilty, new DNA evidence disproved their involvement with the murders and they were freed after 18 years in prison. The real killer was never found.

Elisa Lam

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TjVBpyTeZM

What really happened to Elisa Lam? We’ll never know. We don’t even know the real cause of death. But the circumstances around the case are so scary, that the upcoming season of American Horror Story: Hotel is based around it. 21-year-old, Elisa Lam came to Los Angeles in 2013. She chose to stay at the infamous Cecil Hotel.

The history of the hotel had always been ominous. Since the hotel opened in 1927, it had been a central figure in dozens of ghost stories, with guests claiming to see paranormal activity inside the walls of the strange hotel. But who cares about ghosts when real life monsters live there too?

Satanist and serial killer, Richard Ramirez lived at the hotel while he terrorized the streets of Los Angeles in the mid eighties. It’s believed he murdered 13 people while staying at the hotel. Austrian serial killer, Jack Unterweger, also stayed at the hotel in 1991. He murdered three prostitutes during his stay. The serial killers weren’t the only stain on the Cecil Hotel’s history. During the 50s and 60s, it was a notorious suicide hotspot.

Caption: Alleged photograph of a ghost at the Cecil Hotel, taken by a guest

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But nothing in the history of the Cecil Hotel was as terrifying as the incident that occurred in 2013. You might have thought it was an urban legend. Think again.

In February 2013, guests at the Cecil Hotel started to complain that the water tasted rotten. The color was off, and the smell was repulsive. A hotel employee went to investigate the water tank stationed on the roof. After climbing up a ladder, and removing the heavy door leading to the tank, he discovered why the water tasted so bad. The body of Elisa Lam had been decomposing in the water tower for 19 days. She was found naked, with her belongings floating beside her and covered in a ‘sand-like substance.’ There was no suicide note.

The door to the roof was locked and alarmed, raising questions about how she could get on the roof in the first place. Additionally, you needed a ladder and a strong arm to climb the tank and get inside. There was no ladder on the scene, and Elisa was 5.5ft and weighed only 121 lbs.

If you’re already feeling creeped out, don’t keep reading.

The case went viral after elevator footage from the hotel was released. It was the last time Elisa Lam would be seen alive. In the video, the elevator appears to malfunction and Elisa starts to act strange. At one point she peers around the corner as if someone is chasing her, and she hides from an entity that is never revealed.

As a final nail in the totally creepy coffin, Elisa’s phone was never recovered. But her Tumblr account mysteriously started to post images up to six months after she died. Images, like this one, which was retrieved from her Tumblr account:

 

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Experts believe that she had set up her Tumblr posts automatically before her death. But it’s still creepy as hell. After postponing the official cause of death several times, it was officially ruled as an accident. That’s one freaky accident. We think we’ll avoid that hotel at all costs.

The Phantom Patient

From: Anonymous

“The ambulance company that I used to work for had a ‘haunted’ ambulance: rig 12,” recounts Reddit.com user Zerbo. “A lot of EMTs had stories about it, but I never put much stock in paranormal stuff. That is, until I had my own experience with rig 12.

“My partner and I were working in a rural community at 3 a.m., and it was pitch-dark and completely quiet. We were both dozing; I was in the driver’s seat, and she was in the passenger seat. I woke up to a muffled voice, but I thought my partner was talking. I told her I was trying to sleep and closed my eyes. I distinctly heard a male voice say, ‘Oh my God, am I dying?’ followed by a few seconds of heavy breathing. My partner and I sat up straight and looked back into the patient compartment, where it sounded like the voice had come from.

“Things were quiet for a couple of seconds; then we heard the click of an oxygen-bottle regulator and a hiss, as if it was leaking. I turned on the lights, and we ran out of the rig. I thought a transient might have climbed in while we were asleep, so we opened the rear doors. No one was there. I checked the oxygen bottles; neither was opened. We didn’t sleep much after that.”

My Childhood Ghost Experience

From: krees17

I had encountered quite a few of ghost experience in my life up to now. I am currently a teenager but when I was around 7 years old. I remember this night as if it happened yesterday, no one believes me they keep saying stuff like “it was just a dream” or “you watch too much scary stuff” and it goes on and on and on. Lets get into the experience, my bed was facing the door way and my door was always open and I had my lights on constantly in the night, I was watching a old program on my t.v when I looked outside my door to see a white old figure of a woman walking past my room into my youngest brother room. At the time my youngest brother was downstairs with my parents because he didn’t want to sleep in his room. As the ghostly figure past I stared while she walked past. She was wearing a long white dress with a bonnet on her head. While I was telling my parents this they said the house was built on a farm. Due to my town was mostly farms in the old days. My 2nd experience was when Charlie Charlie was trending. I did in my house (this was a new house because for some reason we used to move a lot). And I told my 2 brothers that you can make people think that its real by blowing the two pencils. And once you do this game you are meant to have at least 2 people (at least this is what I have been reading from the internet) and then you are meant to brake the 2 pencils in half and burn the paper. My parents wouldn’t allow me to burn the paper so I broke the pencils in half and ripped the paper into shreds and put them in the bin. In the night I woke up about 12:00am I looked at my phone to the time 12:00am. Then once I put my phone back down I heard a child’s laughter. And I immediately sat up and looked around to see that no one was there. I ran into my parents room and said it was a nightmare when in know it wasn’t. In the same house I was downstairs watching mama mia with my mother when we heard my youngest brother again shouting on top of his lungs. My mother asked me to go up to see what was the matter and I opened the door to see my brother on the bottom of the bunk bed (my 2 brothers shared the room and had bunk beds) he was on the bottom bunk bed in the corner with the blanket on top of him crying his eyes out. I asked him what was wrong and he said that he was getting on the top of the bunk bed when the door slammed shut. He tried to open it when it was not opening. We told my mother and she said it was probably just the wind but the windows was shut and no wind could get in. 3rd one was in school when there was rumors that in the girls bathroom there was a ghost. And I went in to check and I said hello and there was a little girls laughter and I quickly ran out. My 4th one was when me and my ‘sister’ was playing cat scratch on each other. This was last year in 2017. After we played it my mother wanted us to clean up the place. After we was done we sat down to watch tv and I had a burning sensation on my back. I asked my sister to check when she said it was scratches all over my back in X’s I checked her back and It was just scratches. But the scariest thing is that we didn’t play cat scratch at all. My 4th is still going now. I don’t know if its a ghost or a animal but it is freaking me out. Due to my parents braking up and my mother having a new boyfriend we have to move house. Me and my ‘sister’ share a room and we have a attic and mostly every night there will be like a running sound. One night I couldn’t get to sleep so I stayed up all night till I could and it turned to 3:00am ( the witching hour) and I was lying in my bed on my room watching YouTube and at the time I had a bunk bed and my ‘sister’ was up her mother’s. While it was 3:00 i heard the running again but it was way louder than the normal running. It was like someone was running from my part of the room to the other side of the house. It reminds me from I think it was Samara from the ring when she was running and her legs was over lapping her arms (I am probably thinking of another movie but oh well). And last Halloween me and my youngest brother went upstairs and the attic entrance was open. No one goes up there at all. We had our mothers boyfriend to check and he said there was no one up there. No sign of a animal, no sign of a human nothing. Just some suitcases and rubbish. And the last one did not happen to me. I happened to my dad. He told me that he was lying in bed and he saw a white figure of a lady in his room and she just walked out of his room and disappeared. But he said he was a little drunk because he came from a guys night out. And that was why he asked me if I played any paranormal games in the house. But I know I wouldn’t because I am not aloud to play them or to play with a Ouija board because stuff happens but he is not really a big believer of ghosts...

All I got to say is if you play with the Ouija board make sure you respect the ghosts, play with another person and pass it on to someone else if you are done or burn it and hope to god nothing won’t happen to you. And take caution of playing paranormal games. Don’t be dumb like me.

Haunted/abandoned hospital

From: Alfie Grainger

Me and my friend decided to go to this abandoned hospital where we always go. We walked along way, so we stopped off at a park very near the hospital just for a few minutes. ( bear in mind that My phone was on 31% at the time), I got my phone out to take a quick video but when we tried to watch the video back, my phone went to a blank screen and wouldn't come on at all! After a minute of trying, my phone came on with the Apple logo but before it come on properly it said at the bottom of my screen that I had to plug into a power source so I brushed it off and we went to the abandoned hospital.

Every time we go there, none of us ever feel scared , we just feel normal but as soon as we stepped foot Inside the gates , I felt as if someone or something was there or watching us so I told me friend and to my surprise he felt the same way so we continued to walk and find the entrance because it was all boarded up, we went inside the garden area , we didn't go inside cause we were scared which is weird because we always go inside and never feel a single It of freight so we climbed on the wall and sat there. For some reason, everything felt normal again for both of us and we wasn't scared anymore and I it my phone out not expecting it to turn on but IT DID ! And it was on 10% but it stayed on 10% for hours for some reason. That isn't even the scariest part! When I got home I facetimed my nan and told her and she believed me straight away which I thought was weird , but she started to tell me that (at the time my phone was off and I was in the hospital) that she had facetimed me and it showed a picture of a house with a doorway and a sofa and something she couldn't make out on the right hand side, then she said she face timed me again and all she could see was like a red carpet of some sort but she could hear nothing!

This really freaked me out and I don't really know for sure it was an 'experience' cause I didn't see anything but I'm am VERY sure it wasn't normal .

My own ghost experience!

From: Jake Simpson

I'm working security at the site of a closed hotel in Lyndhurst, in the New Forest in England (the Lyndhurst Park Hotel), all boarded up and waiting to be torn down. I live in a caravan onsite and sleep there (nobody can get any sleep in the building, it's too weird), the whole buildings impossible to get into now without me knowing, and the whole grounds are thoroughly fenced and chained up. its a pretty secure site.

It started with just weird feelings whenever I was on my own feeling like i was being watched. a few times I'll look up at the windows in the older part of the hotel, and sometimes i swear there's someone staring back at me out of the first floor ones (the ground floor ones are boarded up). it looks like a pale old man but every time I look again he's gone. sometimes when you look throu the holes in the shutters you can just almost see shadows of people inside dancing or talking and when you bang on the thing or take a better look there gone.

I'm not the only one whos seen them all the lads have said the same but weve been told not to talk about it because the company doesn't want any rumors' getting round which is fair enough.

The other night was the last straw. Just before 3am i was woken up by this really horrible feeling like being a bath of ice and the caravan felt like it was spinning. i got out and in the moonlight I saw a bloke standing in the grounds so i shouted 'OY' and he looked around and stared he was an old bloke, maybe early 70s late 60s but he was wearing a wig like a judge or something, and weird old clothes. i asked "who are you" and he said he was duke but he was an old feller so i asked for his real name and he said he was called stack pole. i said he wasn't allowed to be hear because it was all closed off he said "you cant stop a man walking about his grounds" i said there not your grounds mate were knocking it all down and he turned around and stared me right in the eyes and started screaming and suddenly everything was spinning and it was like i was in a ice bath again and then I opened my eyes and i was lying down on the grass and when i checked my phone again it was 5am. i wrote it down in the report book but they rubbed it out said we shouldn't put that sort of thing down on record but I know im not the only one whos seen him.

Donner Party Ghost/Ghost Mouse

From: S McGee

Hello My Ghost Experience,

I enjoyed reading the many ghost stories on your web site and thought you might like to see pictures I took of two ghost and have just posted them on “You Tube”.

Donner Party Ghost
https://youtu.be/5t6FG4t6c_0

Ghost Mouse
https://youtu.be/Wjc8sJd73nI

My ghost experience/death encounter

From: Kayla Ryan

I've always believed in ghosts, when I was young I remember the day my grandma died the phone flew off the counter. I had some other minor experiences of feeling creeped out at an area towards my bus stop when I was a teenager and even heard a disembodied voice whisper my name a few times down there. I also found some of my personal belongings down there too. Anyways, I never really had a solid one on one true ghost experience until I moved into apartment 22 at the grey stone apartments in Redmond Oregon. I was forewarned by the previous tenants that there were spirits who resided there. A dominant spirit and then a weaker one, who they described could have been a child but was controlled by the powerful one. I didn't take it too serious but it intrigued me, they seemed fine and when I asked the landlord if anything crazy ever happened there (his family has owned them for 30-40 years now) he denied anything occurred. I thought well why would he tell me it might make me wanna find somewhere else to live. So the first few months were fine, creepy things happened almost on a weekly basis. Usually when I was home alone but I saw a black shadow out of the corner of my eye a few times while my boyfriend and roommates were there. My cat whom I had owned previous to moving in would seem to watch corners of the room, or upstairs he would sit on my bed and tenatively stare at the hallway. That was unusual. When I was home alone and if I was sitting downstairs the doors upstairs would slam. Even if all the windows and outside doors were shut. Or if I was upstairs the downstairs bathroom door would slam shut for no reason, also usually without a draft. The earliest abnormal occurrence happened one day when my roommates were at work, my boyfriend and his friend left to go on a bike ride, and my mom and I were visiting upstairs. After about 15-20 minutes, I heard the front door open and someone go into the kitchen and start making something to eat. My mom heard it to I just assumed it was my boyfriend and they were grabbing a bite to eat really quick. We heard a glass on the counter, the fridge open and a beverage poured. We also heard some more moving around of plastic tuberware and what not. My mom then told me she wanted to leave because she wasn't all that fond of my boyfriend at the time and wanted me to walk her to the door. As soon as I got downstairs and glanced to the left into my kitchen, there was absolutely nothing. No dishes out, no boyfriend or his friend. Nothing. My mom and I were both spooked then it dawned on me that the whole time we heard someone in the kitchen, I never once heard a voice. Shortly after that incident I was alone one night the roommates at work and my boyfriend and I were fighting so he left. My cat was inside and that was it besides me. I decided to walk down to 7/11 to grab some munchies n kinda clear my mind. I locked the door and even double checked it to see if it was locked because it was bulky and old and didn't shut all the way sometimes. It was definitely locked. I turned and took exactly 3 steps towards the alley way and heard a metal click sound. It sounded like my door being unlocked. Being intrigued once again because I knew I lived with a ghost I turned around to open my door and it opened right up. Unfortunately for me I thought this haunting was neat, I prided myself on it, shared my experiences with friends and didn't think anything bad would happen. That idea ended when my roommate moved out and my brother moved in. He is a very kind person and easy to live with. I trust him fully and he's not much of a prankster. He came into my room one night and asked me what I had wanted, I asked him what he meant? He told me someone just knocked on his door and it must have been me because my boyfriend and I were in our room and his girlfriend was in the bathroom. I told him I never knocked on his door it was probably my ghost! A few nights later it all turned ugly. He came into my room once again, lifted his shirt and told me he had been awakened by a burning sensation. There were close to 50-100 tiny fresh scratches all across his entire chest. It looked as if a cat could do it but his cat and mine weren't in the room and if it had been one of them he didn't feel any paws or weight shifting on the bed. I should've taken that as a warning sign. He quickly moved out within the next one or two weeks and it was just my boyfriend and I living there. On December 22nd, 2009 I was decorating the apartment with my boyfriend for Christmas. We had all kinds of things laying out including some of his tools he used to work on his bikes. I was feeling frustrated and naggy and reluctantly picked up some of his tools to get them out of the way. I remember running upstairs with a drill bit screw driver in my hand and when I almost got to the top of the staircase I tripped on a stair and fell. When I stood up I didn't notice anything except the screwdriver was no longer in my hand. As I glanced down I saw the handle sticking out of my torso and my first instinct was to pull it out. I panicked and ran downstairs to tell my boyfriend what happened and we searched for our phone, which we couldn't find right away for some reason. I made it to the hospital and miraculously and lasserated my liver by 6". I didn't hit my spine and it was a clean insertion. No surgery just 6 weeks of bed rest and eventually my liver would heal itself. I thought it was ironic I hit the only organ that's capable of healing itself after a traumatic injury and have always believed I had a guardian angel. When I got home from the hospital on Christmas day, my father visited me who was somewhat of a spiritual traveler. He looked me in the eye and asked me, "You know it was those spirits that got ya, right?" My heart sunk. In the midst of all the drama I had forgot about my somewhat violent ghost. I decided that I didn't want to stay to see what else they had in store. I requested to move into a new apartment to my landlord and within the next few weeks we switched. Unfortunately once again tragedy befell me right before I moved out, my beautiful black cat disappeared. I had raised him since he was a kitten up until the age of 5. He would follow me to the store, hang out with me and sleep in my room. I looked for him for weeks but I never saw him again. However, I'm happy to say that since I moved out I never had another violent ghost experience since, although I've encountered some spirits here and there. I also still have chronic pain from where I was lasserated.

True Ghost Story

from: Julie Ness

I spent 38 days of pure mental hell in a haunted house…Jules V Ness

I spent 38 days in pure mental hell!

When I was twenty one years old, my new husband's family offered to sell us a house that had been in his family for generations at an incredibly cheap price. They had a difficult time keeping it rented and did not want to hassle with it anymore. We jumped at the opportunity and moved in almost immediately. It was only a matter of hours before strange things began to happen. It did not take me long to decide there was something or someone else other than us in that house.

Almost every night we would hear something coming up the staircase. The steps were old so you could hear every creak. Nick, my husband would jump up out of bed whenever he heard it to go make sure that someone hadn't broken in. It would always end the same, no one was there. The ghost appeared to get braver as time went on. We could hear the steps eventually come down the hall; they were getting a little closer to our bedroom door with each visit. Finally, the night came that we had both been dreading. Nick was sound asleep, exhausted from working hours of overtime. I heard the steps dare to pass the doorway of our bedroom and enter our room.

I felt slightly aware of something or someone approach the side of the bed I had my back turned to, but I was afraid to look. I just kept my face in Nick's chest and closed my eyes tightly. I felt as though there was someone right behind me, right behind my head just staring at me. I knew one thing for sure; I was not going to turn around to check. I just wanted to fall back to sleep as soon as possible.

My hand searched under the covers for Nick's hand. I very softly and quietly moved my hand beneath his big palm. I did not want to disturb him; I just knew it would make me feel better if his hand was lying on top of mine.

My back felt ice cold; I tried to bring the covers up tighter around my neck and back. That\'s when I felt it. Something moved briefly on the bed behind me. I did not acknowledge it. I forced myself to stay still as if I were still asleep. I felt that if I suddenly reacted, I would see something horrible, so I did not turn around, I did not move.

That seemed to upset whatever was behind me. I felt the bed move again, but just ever so slightly. I felt that whatever was behind me was so close to me it was almost touching my hair. I had the feeling on my scalp similar to when you have static electricity in your hair. I was sure it must almost be standing on end.

I rubbed Nick's palm with the back of my hand. I think I was actually trying to wake him, but trying to do it quietly, so whatever was behind me would not notice. It didn’t work. Nick just grunted a moment and then took another deep breath, he was still sound asleep.

I felt another movement on the bed directly behind me again. I actually could feel the blanket I had wrapped so tightly around me tug on me a bit as if someone had laid some weight on it behind me, I was sure that something was trying to get even closer to me. Suddenly I felt air blow on my cheek. It was just the same as if someone had breathed on me, except it was a lot colder, ice cold.

I tried rubbing Nick's hand again only I did it more aggressively this time. He moaned a little and turned to face me laying his arm across my side. That made me feel a little better, if there was someone or something directly behind me he would have struck them with his hand when he put his arm around me. I no sooner had the thought when Nick's arm went flying off of me and back towards him. It was as if someone had picked up his arm and flung it off of me. At that same exact moment, I felt a very strong tug on my hair, and heard a whisper in my ear.

"Get out of my room," the words struck me like a knife in my stomach.

It was a very raspy mean voice. I woke Nick instantly, but once again there was no one there. Many things happened in that house. We only lived there for thirty six days, thirty six days of pure mental hell.

That was when I started to believe in ghosts and spirit hauntings. It forever changed how I view things. I wrote a book about the whole experience, The Lennox Haunting... It is on Amazon, if you are interested in reading the first chapter. It is a true story! Jules

My ghost story or is it demon?

by: robin cimprich

Hi to who ever is reading this. I started seeing ghosts when i was about 5 and i`m 11 today. I started seeing ghosts after a bad accident. here is what happened

One day i was walking to a store with my mom. When i tripped over a curb and landed on my face. I got two black eyes, a bleeding lip and teeth. As soon as my mom saw she rushed me to the nearest hospital that she can find so i wouldn't loose to much blood. When we arrived it was about noon. Five minutes after they did a x-ray on my skull to see if it was broken , I was laying down in the bed. Everything seemed normal until i saw a bunch of sprits around me. There was about 8 as i could remember. All of them looked sad and depressed.i could hear them whispering but i didn't know what they were saying to me. like i said i was only 5 so i thought it was just my eyes. But really it wasn't. One moved closer and closer. It was so close it was right beside me. when it looked at me, I looked back at it right in its eyes. i couldn't move nor scream. All i could do was cry very quietly.

A few minutes later my mom came in. She found me on the floor and only saw the back of me because i was laying on my stomach. I kept coughing. When she turned me over i screamed and my eyes where twitching and i was mumbling words in different langue`s. But the real me said very quietly “Help me get me out of here” very quitley

To this day i set up cameras and the same thing always happens i end up on the floor screaming with my eyes twitching. But last night was different then the others. in this video i stood up and walked around my room with my hands on my head saying things and started crying. and my mom came in and i fell to the floor screaming with my eyes twitching and i couldn't  move. but as soon as it stopped i  didn't remember a thing. She said i never did. I would wake with burses, scratches, and marks i don't know.

please comment. Please tell me if you have experience. i would really like to know  whats wrong with me .!

Alien Experience

by: Ann Miletic
This happened to me few weeks ago.Usually I feel demonic presence as soon as it appears but this time it was not so.I was sleeping in bed but woke up due to the scenes that appeared in my mind.Scenes of an alien ,reptile being.I quickly brushed it off my head and proceeded to calm down and get back to sleep again.What happened next shocked me.Some incredibly strong force picked me up in the air as if i was a doll.I was being horrified and felt very instable in the air, moving my limbs in panic.I couldnt make a sound from my mouth.Then the force pulled me closer and I felt a steel grip across my chest.I was up in the air like that for some time when the alien dropped me gently on the bed and started touching my chest.I got chills but could move freely so I turned the lights on and he escaped from my room.The only thing I heard were the footsteps in front of my doors.

My Experience

by: Javier Rosado


I have a story about my own experiences that i would like to share with you guys. when i was about 8yrs old to about 13, i experienced some kind of paranormal activity. the first thing that happened was shortly after my father was stabbed multiple times and had his throat slit. a couple months after his death, i felt like i was being haunted by something. i started hearing footsteps at night soon after the lights went out. they seemed to be coming toward me, then i could feel someone standing right next to me looking over me, i was so scared i had pulled the blanket over my head, but then i could feel the blanket being slowly pulled from the foot of the bed. i held on tighter to the blanket, but something kept pulling harder then it just stopped. the next night i would hear footsteps again, this time something grabbed my hair at the base of my neck and pulled it so hard that my head jerked back. every night something different happened, i felt something hit me so hard in the stomach it made me gasp for air. it got so bad that i finally told my mom, i was so scared i could not sleep and would stay awake all night. my mom finally went to a psychic and told them about my experiences. she was told that it was a close family member and my mom believed that it was my father trying to take me with him. it didnt end here, i started to see things, one night out of the corner of my eye i could see a bloody hand on the door, but when i turned to look again it was gone. i also saw a dark shadow of a tall person running back and forth so fast that it could not have been human, then on another occasion, i was alone in the house standing in the living room, around noon, when all of a sudden a rock came flying toward me almost hitting me and there was absolutely no one around. this is the first time i have ever spoken to anyone about these experiences. when i watched your show and saw what you went thru it gave me the strength to share my experiences with you. if you would like to know more i would be more than happy to talk further with you. thank you for your time one of your best fans-javier rosado

House of my Aunt

by Nicolas Martinez Verdejo:

Hi there!

The house of my aunt has been haunted since I have remembrance. Every now and then steps can be heard. Also things have been moved from one place to another. Once the dog got scared by an invisible thing no one could see. It is a haunted house and it will be for a long time. I am not scared. I know the evil spirits have no power when you have faith in the Lord. If any one wants to know more, I can provide more info.

Good night

Its back

by Marielle Villanueva:

If you could remember, I'm the one who posted the story from February 2011. If you haven't read the post yet, you can read it from the date section. Its been year now.. Many people thought that I was crazy and I also thought I was once. Last year, month of February, I saw different images everytime I stood in front of the mirror. Some said I may have some illness. But I confirmed it this year that I don't.

Last month.. those paranormal activities came back. I went to a welcome home party. We had fun with my friends and got dirty because of the chocolates I put in my purse. I went home for a while, alone because my family were at the party too. As I was about to take off my shirt, a licking noise made me stop for a while. I went to the kitchen to see whats there but I ended up noticing that the bathrooms door is open. I closed it and went back to my room to change. There I hear the cracking noise of the bathroom's door. I ignored the sound because I really needed to get back as soon as I can. After I changed, I turn around to face the mirror to change my hair clips. And a flashing red light went across my eyes and then I saw a woman standing right in front of me. She was wearing jeans, blue shirt and was carrying a black bagpack. I rushed outside and realized that it could be the same thing I experienced last year. I thought I was just hallucinating but I swear I'm not. It was the very first time I got that close to her face. I beg, if the same thing is happening to you,please let me know.

I saw Jenny jump to her death

by Susan Pillsbury:

Over fifty years ago when I was a very young girl (perhaps seven or eight) my aunt took us to Jersey where there were historic sites of sorts, a kind of outdoor museum. It had been an indian stomping ground. I was walking along the road, my family members ahead of me, when I had the strangest displaced sensation (which later I would identify with haunted places) and suddenly I saw something upward to my left... way up on a high cliff; it was a little girl in a light colored old fashioned dress and pinafore, about my age, running in terror directly toward the edge of the cliffside, a very fit brown indian with long black hair chasing her. I saw her plummet to the ground far below. There was a little old house there too, as I recall. I will never forget the sight and how it made me feel, how she was shrieking, so terrified not to be caught by this indian that she didn't hesitate to keep running out into the air and fell straight down. I felt her hit the ground way below. The experience shocked me, but I knew it was something I was seeing from a very long time ago.

What made this sight all the more memorable for me is that just as I was about to tell my aunt and my mother what I had seen, my aunt read aloud the little plaque stationed at the end of the slope which lead to this cliff, but couldn't be accessed by the public because it was roped off. The plague read that a little girl had fallen to her death fleeing an indian in her pursuit precisely in the spot I had just witnessed. I remember telling my family what I had seen over and over, and I think they believed me. The eerie and yet compelling feeling which had accompanied the whole experience was something I would experience at different occasions throughout my life around certain old houses or an area of woods or something from centuries like a vacated well or an old bridge....and I would know that this place had a story to tell, so traumatic or powerful that it was imprinted onto the atmosphere all around it. That if I stayed there long enough I would glimpse a part of whatever had happened there. Usually these places are heavy with sadness or human drama. The feeling I get is that I've been transported to another time for some reason and that this particular place holds memories still intact, and just waiting for me to encounter them.

I had told my husband what I'd seen that day in Jersey numerous times, but for some reason we were discussing it again tonight, and for the first time it occurred to me that the place in Jersey might actually be verified by googling. He is good at finding things online, so he went searching armored with just the information of a little girl in Jersey who fell from a cliff to her death fleeing an Indian.

And he found a sight entitled Jenny Jump Ghost sightings in Jersey....which described the incident I had seen....a place in Jersey that was notorious for others seeing this little girl ghost about nine who was dressed in a light blue or white dress. But mainly they just see her around the area, nobody having registered they actually saw her fall as I had. The other thing is that the description of this particular ghost place has only been online for several months, and only now had it dawned on me to check it out. I hadn't known until this evening that her name was Jenny.

That just strikes me as too strange.

It stays with me. That's the way you know something is real which defies logic; it leaves its memory with you.

My First Shadow Man Experience

by Kelly Reddinger:

I am trying to figure out the meaning behind seeing a shadow person. I just had my first full experience with one last night and all day today all i can do is go over the encounter over and over again in my mind, and its just as terrifying each time i think of it. Last night i was coming out of my bathroom and i had a long body mirror leaning against my wall in front of me ( I use it to get ready every morning-full length mirror). And around the corner in the mirror there was a Shadow Person that must have been 6'7"-7 foot tall. THIS ENTITY WAS HUGE! And it was literally around a small corner from where I was standing. I of course stared directly at it and it just stayed there in stunned believe and fear of the reflection, this thing had no face, just a head and shoulders, no features or colors to it other than BLACK and i felt in danger, i stared directly at this thing trying to analyze what i could of its shape and just what it was...(im mad at myself now though because looking back i realize that i froze in fright and had my phone in my hand and should have taken a picture and also for some reason unknown to myself i never looked down to see the bottom portion of this entity...i was fixated on its head and shoulders...i was purely intimidated by what i was seeing and wanted to make sure i could react if it started to move closer to me). So after around 20-25 seconds of analyizing this being i looked away on purpose to make sure i could justify if it was somehow a shadow play in my room....i purposley did not move a muscle in the rest of my body so my position didnt change, and turned my head for a brief instant and looked back....and it was gone....then i panicked...i honestly think i was more frightened knowing it had completely disappeared then actually trying to figure out what it was......I feel very uncomfortable today just thinking of it and i honestly NEVER EVER EVER want to experience this being ever again for the rest of my days. This truly terrified me to the bone. Like when your a child with those chills of terror from head to toe that just paralyze you. Thats the fear i felt once i looked back and it was vanished. There is absolutely no doubt of what i stared at and studied for 20-25 seconds. No face, Just shoulders and a head and a large blackness falling under the shoulders, but i cant tell you if the blackness went all of the way down to the floor or not because i truly was fixated on the upper portion, but it almost resembled something made out of jet black tissue paper...there was a very minute transparency to it, but it was blacker than the rest of its surroundings. If anyone has advice for me or if you have had a similar experience please let me know. I just know i keep trying to rationalize this in my mind and there is honestly no excuse for a natural reason for what i saw. thank you in advance for any help you can provide or advice.

Several experiences

by: Jessica

First I don't know if I'm posting right but here is goes. My dad had a sudden stroke on May 7, 2011. He was in a rehab facility for almost a month and was doing great until June 1, 2011 and we got a call that he had passed suddenly. Well a couple weeks after his funeral I was home alone about midnight and my dog started going nuts and growling at the wall he stopped for about 30sec and laid back down and then jumped up and looked behind us growling and then I had 3 deep breaths right behind me in my ear. It was a mean evil type of breathing. I jumped up and I promptly left my house. I didn't stay there for about a week. When I returned I left the lights on and went to bed. I awoke out of a semi sleep state to something playing with strands of my hair. Not like something on me but literally picking up strands of my hair and letting them drop. It was about 130am or so but I left asap. And didn't return until I had a friend do a spiritual cleaning on my house. She said for some readon she was drawn to my attic but there is no way to get up there. Well I haven't had anymore at my house but now at my moms, where my dad lived as well, there has been happenings. Things come up missing, coins drop out of no where and I went to his grave and there was two feathers laying on his grave. My little sister was asleep in her bed and my brothers room is right next to hers but their closets are in between their rooms and my brother was gone and she heard his closet light come on twice and back off each time. She got up and asked my mom is she was in there and she hadn't been. And this one made me cry. I don't know what it is called but I was shocked. My brother was moving a trailer on his truck and he was pulling forward and was about to back up. I was in front of his truck about 30 foot and by bro turned around to look behind and when he looked back at me it was my dad. He was in a dark shirt wearing a hat and smoking. He smiled and waved and turned back around and then it was my brother again. I had a look of shock on my face and my brother got out to ask what was wrong but I couldn't talk. My brother was wearing white shit no hat doesn't smoke and is about 150 pounds light then my dad. My dad was a big man. And so was the person I seen. And last but not least a ween ago I was getting ready to go to town and I jumped in my car and started to back up and this stron odor of cigarette smoke came over me it smelled like my dad. I looked all around and no one was around. And I certainly don't smoke so it wasn't me. Well I told my mom and she said be careful it may be a warning. I was like yeah yeah and when I got to town about 20 mins later I started getting a horrible headache. And about 10 mins later it was going into a migraine. I was sick, weak, and dizzy. I managed to get to the drug store and stumbled in and people looked at me crazy and I got some mess and left and stayed in the parking lot about an hour while it passed. Now usually when I get a migraine I pass out and had I of been driving that could have been bad. So maybe it was a warning. What is the name of the experience with my brother in the truck? Does it have a name? Thank you for your help.

And I guess it wouldn't hurt to add my brother and sister do those evps in our old haunted town and they have got several very good recording that are obviously neither of them.

Late 1950's Hatted shadow man

by: Laurie

I am now 57 years old and at the age of 5 or 6 I too saw this "thing". About 6' tall..black against the blackness of the night, but I could still make out everything he was wearing. Standing in the doorway to my bedroom- just standing there "watching me". He wore an oversized coat(shabby- like it would have been 2 sizes too big on him), a hat very similar to Frosty the Snowman but with wrinkles and folds in it- as did his coat (have wrinkles and folds in it also) so he was at least 2 or 3 dimensional.He was fairly solid- not wispy or anything I could only see him from the waist up because I had a footboard that blocked him from the waist below. His right arm from shoulder to elbow was against his body,(his other arm most likely straight down) and then from elbow to end of hand it was outstretched and forward to me with a small little bag or pouch resting in/on his palm. The only other person I EVER told this to years ago was my sister who is two years younger than me.A relative recently asked me if I had ever seen a ghost.(Actually I had seen a floating orb/laser like light in my bedroom when I was 16 but thats a whole other discussion-no I was not dreaming that one either- I WAS WIDE AWAKE!!!). SO I went on the web.. and come to find out my story is common.Now I NEVER EVER heard of shadow hat man until a day or two ago.. as it came up in a search and I always brushed this thing in the back of my mind but always knew WHAT I saw..I just know what I saw in the late 1950's standing in my bedroom doorway watching me. I mean I could have told my sister I saw a floating tiger or a funny witch with wings or a bucket of balls float in front of me but NO-what I described to HER YEARS ago(50) is exactly what I am reading about today....so WHY do all of us have this same experience?.I probably watched him or looked at him for just a few minutes and after that I was so terrified I just put my head under the covers till I fell back asleep till daylight.I always hated to tell anyone.. but my sister was the only one who ever knew. He was regular height,no facial features, had all the outline though of a "person" and fairly dimensional..couldn't see through him.I hope I NEVER EVER see one again- and have not....scared the heck out of me.Like I said I am now 57 years old, and for me to have this recollection like it happened yesterday tells you something. At the time this happened I dubbed him "The Sandman" only because he was a "man" and I thought he maybe had sand in his little pouch I have been enjoying reading about other people who have had similar experiences. Thanks Laurie (This happened in Wisconsin by the way)

My Shadow Man Experience

By: Shelly

My name is Shelly from WI. I've had an experience with one of these so called "shadow ghosts" (or whatever they are) when i was 14-15 years old. I'm very sceptical when it comes to ghosts, and these TV shows that are on now like "ghost hunters" make me feel stupid for talking about it because, in my opinion, they are fake. I've only seen this "thing" once but I know what I saw and I cannot explain it in my mind. My cousin spent the night at my parents house so we all camped out in my bedroom. I was laying on the end of my bed, on my stomach, talking to my cousin and my sister who were on sleeping bags on the floor below me. I had not taken any medication nor was I sleep deprived. It was not a dream and I sure as hell did not imagine it. We had all the lights out except for a nightlight in the hallway bathroom that let light into the hallway (so that if we had to get up in the middle of the night we could see to use bathroom). I must have looked up into the hallway at the right time because i saw a three dimentional human form walk out of my bathroom and head down the stairs. This is not something I saw out of the corner of my eye. It was not see through, nor did it look like a mist. This man (I'm assuming it was a man because it was about 7 feet tall) was pitch black. Even from the light I could see no color from clothing, no flesh color to the face/hands. My first thought that it was my dad, but there are a few problems with that theory...1.) Why would my dad use the upstairs bathroom when there is a bathroom downstairs? 2.) Why wouldn't my dad turn the hall light on? 3.) The stairs creek when ANYONE goes down them and the stairs were not creeking when this figure went down them. 4.) there was enough light in the hallway to be able to see skin tone/ color of clothing..so why was this thing all black?? 5.) My dad is not 7 feet tall.
I got up and closed my bedroom door, asked my sister and my cousin if they saw it (they said they had not). At that time, I had no education on shadow people nor did I know of anyone that had seen anything like it either. I asked my dad the next morning if he was upstairs at all last night. He said that he was not and asked why he would even bother going upstairs. I'm really curious to find out what exactly what that was that I saw. I never saw it again after that but It was real, whatever it was. please, if you have any information, email me at shelly1984@charter.net.