👻 Ghost Stories

This is my second story on this website. This incident happened with one of my cousins, say "B" many years ago. 

Her father had a transferable job and after shifting to our town, they were having to stay in the office quarters. 

Adjoining the office quarters, there was an abandoned mansion. It belonged to a corrupted landlord who murdered his own daughter (illegitimate) and buried her corpse in his garden. Soon after, the landlord too died mysteriously and his family abandoned the mansion. After this, the locals began to call it haunted. 

"B" and her family were well aware of the happenings but my uncle being a skeptic person chose to stay there. 

One afternoon, both her parents moved out leaving her behind. The sun was about to set and "B" was sitting on the terrace waiting for her parents to return.Suddenly, she heard a sharp voice - 

" Hey, want to play hide and seek? " 

She looked back with a shock to find a small girl in red dress, standing in the garden of the abandoned mansion. Her presence made "B" uncomfortable. In a moment, the haunted history flashed across her memory and she rejected her offer at once. She turned back to enter her room. She felt a bit scared but didn't want to boost the fear by overthinking. Another voice came - 

" Wait, I am coming ".It was her sixth sense that kept alarming about an upcoming storm. She was really terrified and locked herself in her room. She began to doubt her senses. Was she hallucinating? How on earth is it possible? May be it's an ordinary child seeking company! But what would a normal child be doing in an abandoned house after sunset, that too all alone? Her room was on the first floor and the main gate on the ground floor was locked from inside. Before she could think anything more, another voice cleared all her doubts - " Where are you? Are you up there? " No, it's real and the sound was coming from ground floor. How did she get in? She just felt that a grave danger was approaching that her room was not safe enough to protect her. It was so strange and she was panting heavily. 

Without wasting a second more, she rushed towards the puja room (where devoted Hindus offer daily prayers). She could still hear heavy footsteps moving upstairs. After stumbling twice she finally entered the puja room, necessarily bolting the door behind her. 

Soon, the evil started yelling at her - this time in a harsh tone " Hide wherever you can, I will drag you out and choke you to death."  By then, she was as terrified as hell. The evil continuously tried to distract her and make her come out. She claimed to see shadows roaming outside the window. She had already made her mind to keep sitting inside and pray until it stopped. Suddenly she heard throbbing sounds at the locked door followed by a shower of plates, glasses and steel utensils. The hell continued for about half an hour and stopped by itself. Now she heard the door-bell ring. After a few minutes, another voice came up - " Ma'am please open the door ".It was the voice of their cook. As "B" was about to step out, she recalled a life saving fact. 

Their cook was on vacation! 

She restrained and the fuss restarted. The voice kept threatening- 

"Come out coward, you are not supposed to be there. Join me." "B" said that she had never been so much scared in her life. As the time passed, the evil seemed to grow more furious. It started moving all around the room throwing tantrums. The shadows were no more to be seen but still, she felt a satanic presence all around. Around 7 o'clock, she heard the door-bell ring again. This time it sounded like her parents. But still, she couldn't dare to check out. Her phone started ringing in the next room and within the next moment, she heard someone thrash it on the floor multiple times. She was so late in opening the door that the neighbors had started to crowd around the house suspecting a mishap. Their voices consoled "B" to some extent. Something needed to be done. She couldn't keep sitting there all day long. Amidst serious dilemma, she grabbed a small Shiva Lingam, opened the door with a bang and rushed downstairs. While climbing down, she felt prominent giggling sounds following her and saw a mirror shatter right before her eyes. The last thing she heard was - " You can't escape, I will come to play every night ".But without looking at anything else, she successfully reached her parents and fainted out. She was all sweaty and her face reddened up like anything."B" luckily survived the unexpected life threat. 

Uncle and aunt were utterly confused on finding the whole house in a mess. On recovering from the trauma, she narrated everything and it literally shocked us all. She remained ill for a few days and was provided enough of medical and spiritual treatment. After a few days, they finally changed the house and started living without the devil bothering them ever again. After this " B " no more remained the same and became more sensitive to paranormal presence. Had she not taken shelter inside the puja room, the destiny could have been something horrible. It was perhaps a lifetime lesson for their family.  👻

20 years ago I bought a house in St. Paul near Mounds Park. I went to bless my house with sage and my whole body started to jitter to the point I had to stop, everything was fine in the upper levels then the blessing in the basement was just nothing I have ever experienced. I'd have kept going, but my friend yelled stop as I was going pale. This was just the start. 

We renovated the basement and as I was laying tile in the corner of the basement the most disgusting stench came out of nowhere. My cat at the time crouched on his belly, smelled it and backward crawled to the stairs very slowly like he was afraid. 

Some months later my husband at the time began drinking heavily and began a very bad drug addiction. 

One evening we watched tv and he made a loud sound like he was in pain, he reached to his calf like it was burning and had three red deep scratches. 

My daughter heard terrible noises when she lived in our basement and we had a lice infestation and had to shave my grandsons head. We never got it. The three of us on the upper level were or so I thought were free and clear. 

Shortly after we had black mold and flooding in the basement. My husband was turning into a pile of crap, treating me and my son badly. He even went after my daughter's boyfriend with a baseball bat. I protected myself with the Holy Spirit, salted around the house and did the best I could. 

We divorced, there was a no knock raid on our house which was a total pitfall for the police and the total destruction of my marriage. I had a basic nervous breakdown just before this for no apparent reason. Anyway he went to prison, I stayed in the house until I could get enough for an apartment. 

One evening my mother stayed with me and a damn bat flew out of the cat door we had installed on the basement door right up her frighten nightgown. That was my last laugh in that house. 

Come to find out the plat of land/ property showed all that purchased this crap pile had died, divorced and went bankrupt. I went bankrupt and divorced also. I used to be optimistic and happy, I divorced my husband when he was in prison. I did find someone new, but I feel like something has attached to me. I am a depressive, have fibromyalgia, my back goes out almost monthly, I hear projected voices, most resent a boy calling for mom, previously my name in my dead brother's voice, and am an alcoholic now, I never ever expected that. I have seen things since all of this too, neighbors swing, just one swing when there is no wind, but was compelled to watch even though I would have poo pooed it away. I have a sense or extra sense, but am concerned that not all of these bad experiences are anything to do with my natural sensitivity. Of course there is much more to this story, but I'd be here for days. If anyone can give me any advice I will definitely appreciate it. ~ 👻

I've had paranormal type experiences as far back as I can remember. As a baby until about 7 years old I lived in/right beside an old haunted house. The house was built sometime in the 1800s. Me, my mom, my dad and my brother lived in the house for a few of those 7 years and the remaining time we lived in a mobile home right directly beside it, within 100ft. There was something happening EVERY night, whether it was lights turning on/off, to hearing someone walking up/down the stairs of the house very loudly, to even seeing an apparition. Like I said it was always something. I wish I had a camera or recorder back then I would have got something on it I'm sure.

Even people outside of the house would know it was haunted, we lived in the country, but our nearest neighbors would go by and later ask my mom or dad "You got the electric fixed in the old house?" And they'd say "No, Why?" And the neighbors would be like "Well when we rode past, it looked like there was lights on upstairs." The crazy part, there was nothing but the old wires hanging down, no place to even put a light bulb.

There is two occasions that really shook me. The first one was one day, me and a female cousin of mine were playing and we ran away from her brother into the old house. When we got in there, there's this board we had you could put across the door as a way to lock it, so that's what we did. Once we did that we look up at the stairs and there is this man wearing a red shirt with blue pants and you could see right through him. Me and my cousin looked at each other, like, are you seeing what I'm seeing? Once we got a grip, we screamed as we tried to remove the board from across the door and once that door opened, we flew passed her brother and he was like wtf? So we told him and even though he had seen things around there as well, he shrugged it off as if we were crazy.

The second time I was scared out of my mind, it was only me, my mom and the same female cousin home in the mobile home beside the old house and my mom was cooking in the kitchen, me and my cousin were in my brother's room watching Baywatch (lol). My cousin gets up to go to the kitchen for something to drink, so I was alone in the room and creeped out - I always felt like I was being watched so I decided to go in there with them. I go to walk out of the bedroom door and feel the urge to stop and look to my left, and OMG!  I felt frozen from fear at what I saw 😱. It was only a head/face peeping out of the bathroom door with piercing black eyes staring at me, what I felt like into my soul. It almost appeared to be an old native American man, maybe woman. It didn't speak, just stared. I was so scared and on edge by things paranormal and non paranormal going on, I'm not sure if it was a good or bad presence.

However I do feel as though it follows me wherever I go, I say that not only because I feel it but one time I was at the same female cousin's I was with the night I seen it years later and was taking pictures and when I had the film developed there was a picture someone took of me, and I don't like having pictures taken of me, so I had my hand in front of my face and in between my fingers it looked like the same face I had seen years earlier, only it was a bluish color instead.

After I seen that face that day it was a long time before I saw another apparition full on, I'd see figures of a solid black man out of the corner of my eye, to turn and nothing be there. So, anyone can believe what they want, but for me, I KNOW there is more out there than just this "physical" world, as well, there is so much we weren't taught or were taught wrong, even if the ones that taught us had the best intentions. Anyhoo, that's all for now folks!  ~👻

When I was just a little kid, my older sister and I would always stay over at my grandparents house. At that time, I was only 5 and she was 7. I had another sister but she was too young to sleepover. Anyway, whenever we slept over, we had to share a room and the bed. The room that we stayed in was on the second floor next to a bathroom and my grandparents bedroom. To a normal person the room would seem off. There wasn't anything wrong with it. 

The first time my sister and I slept over, like I said, I was 5. Some say that I was too young and don't remember it too well or that I just made up what happened. I thought that too until my mom gave birth to another daughter. Then 7 years later, she starts to sleepover at my grandparents house. But not in the same room. Since, I would always end up waking everyone in the house up by screaming. My grandmother blocked the room off from the rest of her house after I told her about the shadow behind the light. 

Now, you might be wondering, "What happened?" or "What shadow?" Here's the story. 

My older sister and I were getting ready for bed the first night over at our grandparents house. We were so excited but also nervous because it was our first sleepover. Anyway, time past by quickly and we were all tucked in bed. Our grandfather went to bed early while our grandmother stayed awake. On the other hand, we couldn't fall asleep. After staying up and talking for a few minutes, my sister grew tired even though she was wide wake. Another minute passed and she was asleep. And just like that, I was alone. 

I rolled over to get more room on the bed but I ended up frozen. I saw the lamp. It was a tall lamp in the room and light shined in on it from a window. But that wasn't what made me freeze. There was a figure. Or as I like to call it, Shadow Man. The Shadow Man wore a top hat and that's all I could make out of the figure. I stared at it for what seemed like an eternity and yet it didn't move. So me being a kid, I thought that it was just a shadow from the window shining inside the room. But I was wrong. 

Right as I was about to turn back over to face my sister, it moved. The Shadow Man was moving towards me. So I did the only a 5 year old could do in a time like that. I screamed. And it went away. I don't know where it went but it was gone. Of course my whole family woke up and came into the room. And then I realized it wasn't just 9:30 pm, it was 4:00am. Right on the dot. 

This went on every time I slept over, but then I got older and stopped. That's when my grandmother shut down the room. Now I am 16 and I still see the Shadow Man in my nightmares. So I do ponder if it was real or not. But one thing is still off about it all. Because every once and awhile, everyone in my house will bolt up at 4:00am and we all don't know why. 

What I do know is that whatever that Shadow Man is, it isn't good.  ~ 👻

Not so long ago, I lived with my boyfriend, B. The house was built in the early 80's and to my knowledge, had none of the typical events that would cause paranormal activities. I have recently moved from the home in which these events took place and am no longer experiencing this. It was however, very unnerving when it happened over a period of four to five years. 

There was a corner of the basement that always creeped me out. I saw a black mass there on several occasions. It was not transparent but appeared solid and seemed to suck the light from the surrounding area. It did not expand or contract in size. Sort of like a black storm cloud somehow captured in a finite space. I also saw this thing move past the upstairs doorways - always in doorways, right? 

I got the distinct feeling it was connected to the voices. Not just any voices, but OUR voices... 

The first time this happened, I was alone except for Luke, my dog. I was painting in the bedroom at the end of the hall. I heard the door open and close and thought "awesome, B is home early". While I put down my paint brush, Luke went toward the front door, as he usually does when B comes home. So, I'm walking down the hall and hear B say "hi", just as he does. But, when I get to the room, no one is there. Just Luke, wagging his tail and looking excited like he does when B comes home...WEIRD. It was several hours before B came home, at the normal time. 

Over the next few years, I hear B's voice on many more occasions when he is not there. It sounded exactly like him and said things he would say. Usually just single words, "hi" or "hey" or even my name. B has a very deep, smooth and distinctive voice and this thing copied it perfectly. 

Finally, I tell B I've heard "talking" in the house, WITHOUT mentioning it has his voice. And he says he's heard it too several times and - get this - it sounds just like me! So now I know he won't think I'm crazy and share the whole story with him. I find that his experiences are very similar to mine. 

HOW CREEPY -What sort of thing does this and why? 

Maybe this thing was trying to put us at ease (big fail), but to what end?   👻

On Saturday 1st February 2020 around 7:00am Josie woke up. Her dad was already awake but was pretending to be asleep to see if she would go back down. Josie quietly said "dad, daddy, oi daddy, dad" he turned over "yes what's the matter". Josie "Daddy come here and have a look". Partner "You haven't wet the bad have you". Her response "no". My partner got up and felt where she was pointing and said "it's not wet". Josie "No I haven't wet the man there as woken me up". My partner responded "oh ok do you want to come into bed with me and mommy" she responded "yes please". Then got into our bed an slept. Now when Josie wakes up she just gets out of bed and taps us to put her into our bed, but she was nervous to go past it to get out of her bed. My partner had to reach over her bed guard to get her out.



This isn't the first time last month she didn't want to go into our room because of John, apparently he is nice she's told us. There is also a girl called Sarah in the garden but that's all she's said about that.



My dad's been decorating our house which we have only had for a year, he is constantly hearing footsteps while he is working and keeps having his tools moved which then he can't find them to complete the work.



Me and Josie only stay weekends due to having no kitchen so stay with my parents most of the time. On the other hand my partner stays there on his own, up until last month he had to sleep in the bed in the living room due to the work. Everyday when my partner came back he would stand his bike up against the chair and leave it to the next day. One night my partner was in a deep sleep and heard this almighty big bang he got up and turned the lights on, looked around the room to find his bike on the floor behind the bed away from the chair.



Also to mention I live behind a cemetery 🙈🙉.
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