Ghost stories.... Serious people only?

Question

When my sisters and i were younger we had all kinds of crazy paranormal things happening where we lived before . Now nothing happens . i kind of miss being scared ... Does anybody have any real ghost stories ...... But don't be silly and make things up

No Jokes please

Answer 1

I used to live in a haunted house when I was around the age of 8. My room was in the basement, I shared it with my 2 sisters. And there was a hole in the wall by my bed, and every night when I went to bed I would hear a father talking to his son (his name was Andrew) and there the laundry room, which had a hall way at the back of it leading into another room that we used as a storage facility, anyway, I would see shadows of people walking in and out of ther day in and day out. And one day my little sister was playing in the basement and she say a little boy peel back the wall like a curtain and look right at her. And the garage was painted completely black, even the windows, and above the door leading into the house it said "Here is the entrance to Hell". We would see ghost flying around, and whenever the passed by a light the light woult go out for a few minutes. I remember one night when I was having a fitfull sleep and I woke up all the sudden for no reason, and there was a vampire bat hovering over my bed, it flew right at me, so I jumped to the side and it flew into my pillow and was gone (I know I wasn't seeing things). I know that alot more, worse things happened in that house, but it was so long ago that I can hardly remember most of it.
And another time at a different house about 6 years later......."we had this secret room" in one of the upstairs bedroom closets, and for whatever reason, we decided to take a picture of it on my dads digital camara, when we looked at the picture you could see the transparent figure of a young girl lying in the room, but there was nothing in the room. And in that same house about 3 years earlier (in the same bedroom, which was mine at the time), I was trying to get to sleep, and nobody else shared the room with me, there was nobody else in that room, I heard a voice in my ear (I could even feel the breath) that said "Look, theres a Demon", its not what he said (it was a male voice) that freaked me out, it was the fact that my dad was at work, and wouldn't play a prank on me like that, and my little brother was about 5 at the time, so he wouldn't have been able to pull it off. I was so scared I couldn't move a muscle in my body! I couldn't even blink in fear that it would get me while my eyes were closed.

Answer 2

When I was in Italy a few summers ago, we were staying in this *really* old farm house that had been converted into like 4 apartments.

The back wall of my bedroom was the original stone wall... made out of all the huge old stones and stuff.

I sorta got a really weird feeling when I first walked into the room but didn't think much of it after that...

That night I was reading a magazine/listening to music in bed and I feel asleep... I woke up a while later, put the magazine away and turned off my walkman etc.. *just* as I was about to get out of bed to turn off the lights, they sort of flickered (didn't think anything of it... it was an old place and still being finished, thought it was just faulty wiring or w/e) so then I went to get up again to turn out the light... and then across the end of my room, this medieval soldier wearing a chain mail tunic and weird metal hat just walked pass the foot of my bed and out the other side of the room through the wall where the window was!

I got a tad bit scared!!

Apparently when my grandma was younger, they lived in this big old house.... and some nights they would wake up and there would be this old lady with her hair in a bun, standing at the end of their beds just looking down at her... and one night her and her brothers when downstairs to get a drink and the furniture was moving around the dining room!

I guess paranormal experiences must run in my family or something haha =oP

Answer 3

yea my mom use to live in a house where it had the good ghost and the bad ghost and she would hear things all the time. like sometimes she would hear a loud bang in the closet and when she would look everything was in its place. and the blender would go on and even after unplugging it, it would still be on. the tv would turn on and off at any time. and when my sis was a baby she would go under the diner table and play with something (the ghosts) true stories

Answer 4

Yes

I recently moved in to house in Conneticut. I started observing something strange in one particular bedroom 12 days after moving in. I used to always turn up the heater to 90 but still the room would feel very cold. I thought may be the wondows r old or something. But than i started observing some strange sounds in the house.
Like someone walking down stairs. Someone flushing the toilet. etc strange noises. one day i while sleeping on that bed suddenly our photo on the wall fell down. My cofee cup was filled and when i woke up it was empty. I could hear someones hard breaths...i would feel so very cold inside there. From that day I never slept in that room. I used to study in a college and would stay at home mostly. It was a horrible experience. Slowly i began to realise there was something paranormal there. I started recording those sounds and one day i had it all on a tape. i tried to enquire about this with the owner but they always refused to accept.
We soon moved out of that house and now we live in a new house close to my college.

Answer 5

i dunno if this qualifies or not, but here's mine:

i recently bought an 83yo house and was remodeling it. i always a "presence" in the house and i'm not at all into ghosts or anything like that. one night i was up on a ladder doing some patch work to a wall that i had ripped off an old attached cabinet.

my chocolate lab dog is always by my side and that night he was right there. all of sudden i felt a chill of cold air and a voice as clear as if they standing next to me.

the voice said, "do the job right, because i worked hard in this house". at that moment my dog jumped up, ran to the door and just stood there, wimpering! i looked around and thought maybe i left the door open and a friend had come in, but nothing. i just kinda stood there for a second and said back, "ok, i'll try".

the next day i spoke to the previous owner who's dad had owned the house for 32 years and was now dead. he said his dad would work everyday on some part of the house. when i asked him about the particular wall i was working on, he mentioned that his dad had built his mom a cabinet and it took months to complete. he attached it to the wall i was working on. i knew then what the message meant. since that day, i never felt the "presence" again.

Answer 6

my husband is a ghost magnet. He was haunted as a child by a ghost that lived in his bedroom, his parents thought it was his brother scaring him. Later they found out someone committed suicide in his room before they bought the house. He has seen lots of weird stuff at his best friends house too. They were smoking in the garage and the smoke suddenly started going down instead of up!! Another time a ghost sat on his friends lap. You could see an indentation in his lap!

Answer 7

My wife had an uncle that she loved to hangout with when she was little one of the things that he used to do was come sit at the end of her bed and read her a story. He passed on but he kept coming to sit at the bottom of her bed. A guest was staying at her house over night and during the middle of the night this guest was awakened by her uncle. He walked through the living room to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and return to living room to bid the guest an audible good night as he went to my wife's room to sit at the end of the bed all the while smoking a pipe. When the guest awoke the next morning, she asked my wife's mother who the man was. My mother-in-law told her that there weren't any men in the house that night. Later, while looking through an old church directory, they ran across a picture of the uncle. The guest noticed the picture and said, "that's him." My mother-in-law politely informed the guest that Uncle Nick had been dead for over 10 years.

Answer 8

This is pretty long so don't read it if you don't want to...

Not exactly a ghost story, but one day I was dropping my GF off at her University (she can't drive) and seeing as it was an hour from home and she was only going to be about 3 I decided to go for a drive in the surrounding country side. (It's a mountainous farming area)

So anyways, driving along the twisties I turned down a dirt road thinking of getting some rally action. (The roads were deserted) Driving down the track, I was struck at how narrow it was. There was literally about half a metre on each side of the car. The gravel was smooth and powdery, leaving a huge cloud behind me.

About 45 mins into my little excursion I noticed that I hadn't seen any driveways or houses, this was odd because the land through the trees looked very fertile. The track had gotten even narrower, and the trees were getting thicker, to the point where I couldn't see through them.

Figuring it had to come out somewhere I continued, turning around would've been a major pain in the backside, plus I was enjoying myself! It was about then that a strange illusion took place. The trees and foliage were caked in so much of the fine greyish dust from the road that it appeared (to me at least) that I was driving through a black and white photograph...weird, but I put it down to the dry weather and traffic on the road throwing the dust up.

It took over 2 hours from start to finish to travel the length of the road, to me this was astounding as the road I had turned off onto this dirt track ran parallel to highway less than 5kms away, and this was what I came out on! Two tiny wheeltracks allowed me access to this highway, which I knew well and took me straight back to the university in about 15 mins.

Now here's where it gets weird. I had dropped off my GF at 11:00am, I was to pick her up at 2:00pm. When I arrived back at the Uni my car's clock said it was 2:25, which was perfect because she'd usually talk to her friends in class and blah blah blah come out at about 2:30.

I sat at the usual pick-up point for 15 mins before I went into her building to see what was up. Looking in the lecture hall I saw the students and the lecturer were still in there, happily writing away like they'd just started the class!

Confused, I made my way to the admin desk and asked "What's going on with that 11:00 lecture? They've been in there for nearly 3 and a half hours!"

The lady looked at me strangely. "What do you mean? It's only QUARTER TO TWELVE!"

Well I thought I was on candid camera or something, I was rushing about looking at every clock in the bloody school!

When Amanda got out I was no less freaked out and she asked me what was wrong, but of course she didn't believe me AT ALL, neither would anybody else I knew, so I've had to relegate it to the back of my mind and forget it happened!

But thinking about it clearly a couple of days later i realised that somehow while out driving, the only time which had elapsed was the period of dropping off Amanda and getting to the track, and leaving the track and getting to the Uni, about 30 mins!

I know you don't believe me but trust me, either it happened or I'm a nutcase who's hallucinations are so powerful they can telekinetically change a dashboard clock and a wristwatch...

Answer 9

I was at the Stanley Hotel out in Estes Park, Colorado. It was the hotel that inspired Stephen King's The Shining. It's a spooky ol' place! While there, we picked up 2 books that had dozens of true stories of ghostly accounts.

I never got up the nerve to stay there, though. I rented a condo about a mile away.

:)
Boo!

Answer 10

Any nurse who has worked the Night shift at St Thomas Hospital, London can tell you a real ghost story, trouble is you will have to get to know them so they trust you before they tell you the TRUE things they seen in that hospital. I seen some of the things in there and I have never told anyone but my wife, she a night nurse at St Thomas.