Ghost stories.

[Triple]

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[Curb]

hmmm...too many to list. While in college I worked at this club that used to be a department store that caught on fire where several people died. So we used to have experiences most nights.

mine came one night when i was in the club alone shutting everything down and all of a sudden one of the doors slammed shut and the dance lights came on. in order to turn the lights on you had to be upstairs with me so i knew no one was messing with me.

another experience happened with some candles that we used to put out. again I was the last one out so I blew them all out. when i get outside my friend goes to me, hey you left one candle lit (you could see them through a window). The thing was that i put all the candles on one table and only one was burning.

There are a lot more stories like this from other people that worked there with me...that place was freaky at night

[OTB]

I was Night Chef at this restaurant back in the 70's: Lotsa weird stuff happened all the time: candles relighting themselves, sounds of people walking around after we'd closed up, numerous times you'd set stuff down and come back and it would be moved. I was the opener on Sunday Am's...I'd set stuff on the counter and come back and it would be back in the storeroom, or in the dumbwaiter.....werd......

http://www.forepaughs.com/

http://www.hauntedhouses.com/states/mn/forepaughs_restaurant.cfm

[Rider]

No stories. Sorry, I just don't believe. I will say however movies like Poltergeist, Amittyville Horror, and the Shining scared the shit out of me as a kid.

[marko138]

No stories. Sorry, I just don't believe. I will say however movies like Poltergeist, Amittyville Horror, and the Shining scared the shit out of me as a kid.
Carol Ann Carol Ann the beast is calling...

[Rider]

Carol Ann Carol Ann the beast is calling...

:tremble:

[CrazyKell]

They scare the crap out of me!

[2up]

I have one... but it was 20 years ago so the details are a hazy...

I'd had a boyfriend who passed away in a motorcycle accident on the 4th of July. I had seen him the weekend before (he lived in another state) and right before I was going back home I said to him "I feel like I'm never going to see you again." He said "don't be silly, we have too much fun when we're together for that to happen." I talked to him on the evening of the 4th of July, later that night he died. Cut to two years later, on the anniversary of either our meeting or his passing (can't recall) sitting in my living room and suddenly my stereo turned itself on, to a station I never listened to, and the chorus of a song was playing "...when will I see you, again..." Needless to say I nearly shit myself as I had been thinking about him that day, and that last in person conversation we'd had. Eventually I was able to get up from where I was sitting and turn the stereo off.

Thereafter, for about a year, the stereo would randomly turn itself on, to a station it hadn't been tuned to, and as time went on, it would turn on at a normal volume, and then get increasingly more loud. Because I believe in stuff like this and because of when and what happened the first time, I believed it to be Gary "contacting" me. I told him he was scaring me and asked him to stop. He didn't. I had been living in Michigan at the time, and then I moved to Germany. After I moved, the stereo stopped turning itself on. There is a school of thought that says if you move across a body of water, the spirit can't follow you. I don't get why, but that's what happened to me. :idk:

OH, wait, I have another one. 4 years ago one of my best friends died of breast cancer the week before I was supposed to go visit her. (I lived in MI and she lived in CO) I made the trip anyway, to help her sons who were pretty young go through her things and just deal with the situation in general. One night her oldest son and I were in the bedroom that used to be hers, which beside now holding boxes is also where a keyboard was. He was practicing "Amazing Grace" which he's been asked to play at her memorial. There was a framed drawing of a child and underneath the picture are written words to the effect of "100 years from now all that will matter is that you made a difference in the life of a child" hanging on one of the walls.

So I'm laying there on the floor crying, listening to him play, and at some point I looked up at the wall, and this picture which had been previously hanging completely straight, is now very noticeably NOT straight. I told her son about it, and he was freaked out too because it wasn't just my imagination that it had been straight before but now wasn't.

On the same trip I had taken a bunch of pics on a disposable camera. (My digital camera decided to not work while I was there.) It had 27 pics on it, but of them, only 19 were able to be developed, for some reason. Of the 19, 3 of them were taken in the apartment she had lived in, and in those 3, and ONLY those 3, there is a weird "shaft" of light/color running down the sides of the pictures. None of them were taken by the same person and they were at different times and from different angles. I think she was still hanging out with us. :idk:

[the chi]

Awesome stories guys!

[Curb]

2up's story reminds me of another one...

This one is about my mother. She passed away in 1997 from a heart attack unexpectedly...being Jewish we don't do an open casket service, but before hand the family can have a viewing. So, while my family was viewing my mom, my cousin stuck a telephone in her casket and didn't tell us until after we had laid her to rest. Anyway, my father, sister and I spend a week in NY/NJ spending time with family and friends. We get back home and starting that night our telephone rings...no one there, the next night...same thing, no one there. a week goes by and we are like WTF, then we remember about my cousin sticking the phone in her casket. For one year to the day of her death our phone rang one time at the same time every night.

[Flexin]

I was living with a friend and his family when I was about 15-16. I was also dating his sister. It was a 2 level apartment and I was upstairs in the living room. His sister lived under the stairs in the storage room (the made it into a third bedroom). I was watching tv by myself and I started to feel weird. I decided to turn around, I looked behind me towards the stairs. There was a man standing there looking at me. His eyes kinda glowed. I could see the wall behind him as well. He then goes down into the stairs (he didn't walk down he sank into the stairs) I said fuck this shit, that didn't just happen and looked away. I then turned around again and he was gone.

I told no one of this. Two nights later I was in my girlfriends room with her and her mother. We were talking about different things and then my girlfriend said I seen grampy the other night. She said he came into my room. This is when I found out he was dead. I asked where he came in and she pointed to the spot were I watched a man going down. When I told them this they showed me a picture of him and that was him.

I also fell asleep in there one night and her mother woke me up. She was still half a sleep. She said she felt herself being carried and woke up in the room. She said he always looked out for the grand kids. True or not it was good that she came in because it wouldn't have been good if your father came in that next morning.

James

[Flexin]

One night I was driving to my grandmothers house. I had my wife (girlfriend at the time) and I think my sister in the car. I was driving down the highway and a man walked out in front of me slowly. I noticed him in time so I got on the brakes to slow down. They asked me why I was slowing down and I said that damn man. They didn't see anyone. A few minutes later another guy did it that my sister and wife didn't see. Then to my right over the trees was a dinosaur. That bastard had to be over 5 storys high. They didn't see the dinosaur either. That was that first and last time I took two Claritin at one time.

James

[t-homo]

I helped with the lights and sound during highschool plays, as did my older brother and one of his friends. My brother and I sat at the sound board at the lower part of the balcony and his friend sat in the booth at the top of the balcony. All of us and a few of the people backstage had on headsets so we had everything cued right in the show. The director had decided to do a play about ghosts this year even though everyone had heard stories about the ghost in the theater. So one night during rehearsal, at the time that the actors are playing with a ouija board the guy in the light booth says over the headsets "hey guys, who is that guy sitting a couple rows behind you?" We both turn around at the same time and don't see anyone else in the balcony at all. After that night, the lights guy quit.


In the same theater, pictures that were taken all had orbs and weird lights in them where there shouldn't be reflections and the directors 3 year old son saw some guy up in the rafters one night.

[Tmall]

I know you asked for first hand.. But, I just bought a house from a friend and he said there was an old woman standing at the foot of his bed one night.

I haven't seen anything. But, I do get slightly uneasy from time to time and my dog will not go into the basement unless I make him.

[Trip]

Only thing I have ever had happen to me I can't explain is when I saw an enormous white flying thing.

I was going out with a friend and we were coming down this little country road and what appeared to be an enormous white bird, probably 7-9 foot wing span came flying straight over the car and disappeared into the trees. Only way I can think to describe it was a large snowy owl, but we don't have those in Tennessee and it was the middle of summer. We got out and looked around for it, but could never find out what it was.

[wildchild]

we lived in florida in a very bad end of town. in our kitchen you could feel a "cold spot" now and then and see a fine mist. if the dog was near it he would go cower in a corner. (almost 100 lb pit not afraid of anything) our bedroom door was out of whack and could not be closed, every now and then we would wake up and it would be jammed tight. I kept a pry bar in the bedroom to open it after the first time. finally on our headboard we had a ceramic statue thing. it would be rolling from one side to the other now and then.

very weird place, later found out someone died in there. place has been condemed now for years. no one ever got hurt so we didn't worry too much about the happenings. it was weird though.

[LeeNetworX]

When I was younger, I had issues dealing with some things that happenned to me and I used to talk to a doctor about it. He helped me understand that what was happening should be seen as a gift and that I should try to make the best of it and use it to help. Then I found out he was actually a ghost the whole time, and he stopped coming around. But I grew closer to my mom after the whole ordeal and learned to accept my 'gift'.

[Trip]

When I was younger, I had issues dealing with some things that happenned to me and I used to talk to a doctor about it. He helped me understand that what was happening should be seen as a gift and that I should try to make the best of it and use it to help. Then I found out he was actually a ghost the whole time, and he stopped coming around. But I grew closer to my mom after the whole ordeal and learned to accept my 'gift'.

You should of died too, I hate you, you little bastard and your movies are terrible.

[Particle Man]

there was once a dead guy walking around.

The end.

[Krypt Keeper]

I enjoy reading the stories, and know many people who have seen things. However my mind is wired different and I just don't believe. I had family with haunted houses, and they experianced things that freaked them out.

A few yrs ago this topic came up on another bike site and someone said that I can't see things as I am one of the few that are protected by the ghosts so therefore I can't see them.

Anyways... I enjoy it, and yes I am normally the first person to go in the dark room and really do enjoy the dark and spooking people. Being light sensitive tends to give a advantage at seeing better in low light areas.