Do you believe in ghosts? Have a ghost story?

[lochnessie]

Do you believe in ghosts, paranormal activitiy or anything of that nature? Any stories of weird things happening?


I don't. However, when I was in 7th grade I asked my dead Grandfather if he was really there to give me a sign. I swear I felt a hand on my back. That's all I've got.

(This post is brought to you by me watching too many reruns of The Ghost Whisperer on Netflix *-))

[IIOY]

Post this on CEP. We have a couple doozies on there, including the Greatest Ghost Story Ever (TM).

[Kore]

I don't believe in ghosts, but I like hearing the stories.

[justsam]

I believe there are spirits out there.

When H and I first started dating we spent a weekend in Estes Park. We took the ghost story tour at the Stanley Hotel. While the guide was saying something outside the room where Stephen King wrote the Shining I saw an orange orb out of the corner of my eye. By the time I had turned my head, it wasn't there anymore.

[Deleted]

Nope and nope.

I was the kid who always moved the arrow on the Ouija board. Mwahaha.

[hilwithonelary]

I'm open to the idea of ghosts. I've shared this story before, but here it is again.

My grandpa passed away when I was pg with DS. He spent most of his last years watching tv. He also was insistent that the dining room light be turned on whenever he ate no matter how much natural light was coming in. He wouldn't take a bite until my grandma turned it on.

One of the first times we visited my grandma after DS was born, we were sitting at the table eating lunch without the light on. All of a sudden, the living room tv turned on, then almost immediately the chandelier started swaying. We promptly got up and turned on the light.

[lochnessie]

Jan 20, 2013 21:45:45 GMT -5 hilwithonelary said:

I'm open to the idea of ghosts. I've shared this story before, but here it is again.

My grandpa passed away when I was pg with DS. He spent most of his last years watching tv. He also was insistent that the dining room light be turned on whenever he ate no matter how much natural light was coming in. He wouldn't take a bite until my grandma turned it on.

One of the first times we visited my grandma after DS was born, we were sitting at the table eating lunch without the light on. All of a sudden, the living room tv turned on, then almost immediately the chandelier started swaying. We promptly got up and turned on the light.

Oh my!

[thatgirl2478]

I'm open to the possibility.

I've had weird things happen that I'm not sure about...

1. When I was a kid I would often feel my bed shaking - but not up and down like when the train would go by - rather 'side to side' like there were 2 people on opposite corners shoving it.

2. When I moved into my first apartment, I felt 'something' brush past me when I was coming out of my walk in closet. At the same time I could have sworn I heard my name called.

3. I was talking with my brother, his girlfriend, my mom and my husband in my parents living/tv room. We had been watching the tv, but turned it off once my brother & girlfriend arrived so we could focus on the conversation. About 10 min into the conversation, the TV turned on. The remote was at least 5' away from where we were all sitting/standing.

4. When we were in our rental house after my DD was born, I smelled cigarette smoke & my deceased MIL's perfume.

5. 5 months before I got pregnant with DD I had a dream that I had a baby on MIL's birthday. When I got pregnant, the due date was 10 days before her bday. 5 days before her bday I went for a Non Stress Test b/c I was overdue. That was a Friday. They don't schedule inductions on Mondays, so the Dr was going to schedule it for Tuesday (1 day before her bday). He came back in to the room and said 'They overbooked Tuesday, you'll be scheduled for Wednesday' - which was my MIL's bday. My DD was born at 8:30 that night.

6. My dog had a unique noise he would make - kind of a chattering that sounded like castanets because he didn't have any teeth in front. Shortly after he died, I was in the bathroom at the back of the house when I heard that noise. I thought maybe it was my other dog - but when I went to see if he was in the adjoining bedroom, he wasn't. In fact he was laying on the couch at the other end of the house.

[Deleted]

My grandmother died when my nephew was 18 months old. Later that year he told his mother (my SIL) that "Nonny came to talk to me last night." No one had talked to him about my grandmother or showed him pictures or done anything in the prior months to prompt this.

[Deleted]

I don't have any good stories. Closest I got is the one picture movie theatre I worked at was the site of a double murder. Small town too so everyone knew the whole gory (beheading!) story and got freaked out going there. I was always told it happened in the basement and I got freaked out every time I had to go fill up the ice bucket. As it turns out, the murder happened in the main part of the theatre but the cops covered that part up.

[josieposy]

A couple members of my family believe they've seen or been in the presence of my grandparents since their passing. One family member swears they saw my grandmother go into her old bedroom to check on my grandfather when we were all in town for her funeral.

[Deleted]

Yes I do, very strongly. Always have.

[vagrrrl]

Mostly a lurker here and trying to come out...several days after my best friend died of colon cancer 7 years ago, her husband I were sitting on the couch in their home looking at pictures of her throughout her life. It was the day after the funeral and we were telling happy stories about her. At one point, the front door, which was about 20 feet away from us, opened very slowly and creaked as it went. Then it stopped opening and started to move back towards the door, as if someone was closing it. My friend's husband got up, walked to the door and then looked outside. It was full daylight and no one was there. He shut the door and came back to the couch and said, "I think Evonne just left." That door never just opened by itself and the wind was not blowing outside. It was creepy but comforting at the same time.

[lilyaldrin]

My BILs mom passed away before he ever met my SIL and thought of having children (like 15 years ago?) and my (2 years old at the time) niece told her mom once that Mommaw had told her she needed to be a good girl and use her magic words. We have never used that phrase in our family and niece has since said several things about Mommaw talking to her.

[whosthatgirl]

I believe in ghosts/spirits. There are a lot of encounters surrounding my mom's family. My grandparents' house is haunted by a young girl. Several people have seen her, including my Mom and Aunt at the same time. I've only heard her walking up and down the stairs. She eats peanut butter. My Grandma is constantly buying it, but she and my Grandpa both dislike it. She just keeps it on had for the great grand kids, but it disappears.

My Papa died when I was 2 of a brain aneurysm. He was put on life support so the kids could say good bye. My sister and I were staying at my other grandparents' house (the one's with the haunted house). I was in the garage with my grandma while she was doing laundry. She says I was playing in the corner and acting like I was flirting with someone. I became really quiet so she turned to check on me. She said that clear as day I said "bye Papa". 30 minutes later my parents called to say they had pulled him off life support.

[lochnessie]

Jan 20, 2013 23:44:26 GMT -5 vagrrrl said:

Mostly a lurker here and trying to come out...several days after my best friend died of colon cancer 7 years ago, her husband I were sitting on the couch in their home looking at pictures of her throughout her life. It was the day after the funeral and we were telling happy stories about her. At one point, the front door, which was about 20 feet away from us, opened very slowly and creaked as it went. Then it stopped opening and started to move back towards the door, as if someone was closing it. My friend's husband got up, walked to the door and then looked outside. It was full daylight and no one was there. He shut the door and came back to the couch and said, "I think Evonne just left." That door never just opened by itself and the wind was not blowing outside. It was creepy but comforting at the same time.

I'm sorry . That does seem both freaky and comforting.

[Deleted]

Sue- not what I wanted to read as I'm lying alone in the dark! Holy crap!

I'm not sure what exactly I believe in regards to ghosts. In college I was staying with some friends. The house was very old and supposedly haunted, but I didn't believe in things like that. My friend had went down to the first floor to tell some people bye for night. I was sitting in the room alone when the door creaked open a few inches. I looked over and it pushed open a little further. It did this several times until I got pissed off and yelled, then the door flew open, so hard as if someone kicked it. No one was there. No one was even upstairs.

Several years after my grandmother passed I woke up from a dead sleep and smelled her perfume. It was bizarre. I hadn't smelled that scent since I was 9 years old and I immediately recognized it. It was so peaceful. Sometimes I wish it would happen again.

Some people I know swear they have a ghost in their attic, the entire family claims to have seen it..aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc.

I like to think there are physical and psychological reasonings for these things, but who knows.

[sporky]

Yes. I grew up in a haunted house and now live in a haunted house as well.

A few incidents in the house that I grew up in: Both my sister and I, at different times, felt people walk into our bedrooms at night and sit edges or bottoms of our beds. This happened more than once and was never my parents. My father saw shadows walking in the foyer/hallway. Objects occasionally moved or disappeared altogether. Our dog would sneer and bark at a certain corner and a certain chair when no one was occupying either.

In the current house: We mostly have footsteps. We have hardwood floors so you can be sitting in any room of the house and hear when and where someone else walks. It's just DH and myself, so it can be little freaky to be sitting downstairs in the family room and hear 'someone' walk down the hallway and into a bedroom. We also hear doors opening and closing from time to time. DH has seen my pot rack randomly start swaying and come to an immediate stop. I have hear voices several times. Once when DH was out of town, I awoke in the middle of the night to hearing footsteps enter my room and then a voice mumbling. The only words I could make out at the end were, "I'm cold." And then a clock that we have randomly started chiming (which it didn't do at night). We've had friends and family stay over who have heard knocks and weird noises. One of our friends loves to tell the story that he had spend the night and DH and I ran out early the next morning to run an errand before he woke up. Well, he woke up to very loud banging on his door. He thought it was us angry that he had slept in so he rushed to the door and of course, there was no one. We didn't even come home for about 20 minutes. We've also had a mist in the upstairs hallway and a few things that have appeared or moved on their own.

[mylifeincolor]

When I got married 5 years ago, one of my three brothers did not show up for the wedding. The three of them were supposed to walk me down the aisle as my father had died a few years prior and my step-father a few months prior.  We were slightly worried when my brother didn't show but weirdly not overly so.  He didn't drive and everyone thought that someone else was picking him up.  We just assumed that there was an error in communication and he had no way to get there. 

After the wedding and reception, which took place in an old mansion, by husband was carrying a bunch of boxes to the car.  He went down a hallway toward the back door and then realized that he would not be able to open the door with his hands full.  Just as he was thinking he would have to put everything down to get the door opened, the door gently opened all the way so that he could go through it.  There was no one around and no heavy winds.  That evening as soon as we got home my sister called.  She had gone by my brother's house to check on him and found him passed away on his couch.  It was later ruled that he had been gone for at least 36 hours.  My husband has since always been convinced that it was George who opened the door for him and that he was there for my wedding in spirit.  It is comforting for me to think so.  I also think that he made sure that no one went by to pick him up that morning.  If we had found him before the wedding, we would have surely called it off, and I don't think he wanted us to.  

[jennistarr1]

Sporky your name should be spooky!!!

I don't have much...one time as a teenager and I opened my eyes from sleeping and saw an ghostly image of a girl that faded away from me

one time I was driving past an accident, there was a person on the ground with a sheet on them...I all of sudden heard this singing (like a long Amen)...so I reached down to turn off my radio and realized that it was off

those two could be anything really...

but my freakiest of all is when I was young (like 5) I saw a coffin in the sky. Pretty sky, lots of colors, lots of clouds....really pretty colors around coffin itself and sitting on a cloud was a coffin (not rectangular, elongated hexagon) with a golden cross on it. Noone I knew died around that time. MANY years later (like we were adults) my sister asked me if I had ever seen a coffin in the sky when we lived in Germany. Up until that, I discounted it. Now I don't know what to think

[genet313]

I do believe in them. 

My grandmother died in my parents' house (my childhood home).  My mother swears all the time if she's in the basement, and no one else is home, she hears footsteps upstairs, sometimes the light in the room where my grandmother died will be turned on, etc.

Every once in a while, when I am home, in the middle of the night I will wake up and hear pots clanging in the kitchen.  Very strange.  I definitely think it's my grandmother. 

Also, when my grandmother died, apparently right before she died, she cried out "John" - my dead grandfather's name.  So she probably saw his ghost right beforehand.

My brothers believe in it too b/c they are actually afraid to sleep in that bedroom when they are home to visit.  

[winnied]

I believe in ghosts/spirits.

Before I was born, my cousin died from cancer at the age of 7. My brother was 2 at the time. A few months after my cousin passed, my brother was in a room in his house talking. My mom came in and asked who he was talking to and he responded with my cousin's name. Now, obviously a two year old doesn't really comprehend death, but he was totally serious and said that my cousin was sitting right there talking to him and was saying x, y, and z. It wasn't a play sort of thing.

I have a number of other stories, too.

[Deleted]

I do believe, and always have; I get 'vibes' about places but never seen any manifestation. I had one apartment with my BFF about 10 yrs ago with a very creepy basement. We knew the prior tenant had lived there with 2 teenage boys and we suspect they were meddling in things; we found a huge board in the basement with all sorts of weird symbols on it. It was always frigid, our laundry or detergents would shift around or be on the floor. The neighbors downstairs who used the other half agreed it was creepy. Our cat escaped from our back door one night, ran down the first flight of stairs, came to the basement door, hissed with fur raised and shot right back upstairs. I went down one evening after dark to transfer clothes from the washer to the dryer. It had a very menacing feel, and as I was putting clothes in the dryer I heard this angry male voice in my head shouting 'get out! get out! get out!' We contacted some Wiccan friends who did a cleansing and containment ritual, and the difference was truly amazing. The room smelled fresher and felt incredibly warm. But I still avoided it after dark, and always wonder what if someone opened the tiny cabinet space in the back of the room where the spirit was supposedly contained.

[Deleted]

No. They absolutely do not exist.

[Deleted]

Also, when we were kids our house was built on farmland that was supposedly native American property at one point. Several of the houses in the neighborhood had odd electrical problems or stories. One summer afternoon, I was with my brother and two of our friends playing a board game in the kitchen while our parents were at work (I was about 10, my brother 14). All of us heard heavy footsteps coming up the basement stairs. We went to investigate and found nothing.

[halfpint]

I believe in lingering energy. I don't think I believe in actual souls haunting the earth. I always love these threads, and am fascinated by the stories. I love those paranormal research shows, too.

I've never had any experience that I would classify as paranormal. We always managed to convince ourselves that something scary was happening at slumber parties after a horror movie marathon, though!

[halfpint]

I'll share some of my dad's stories, though.

When he worked in a mental health hospital, there were stories of an old nun that haunted the wards, particularly one wing. There were all kinds of tales of her visiting distraught patients.

One night, Dad was sitting with a very sick, very upset man. He was thrashing and screaming about the devil being inside of him. He kept telling my dad that when the red light came, the devil was there, repeating it over and over. It was night, and they had the lights turned down to try and help him relax and hopefully sleep. Suddenly the guy sat up in bed, staring at the wall, and was visibly distraught. Even more tossing and turning and grunting and crying. Dad looked behind him where the man was staring, and there was a small, but bright red light glowing from the wall. Dad said the air in the room felt awful and tense. Suddenly the room door opened, and a small gust of fresh air came in, as if someone entered the room. The patient looked as if he was staring at a person standing over his bed. The red light slowly dimmed on the wall, and the patient laid back in his bed, staring up and smiling at an invisible presence. Dad believed the ghost of the nun came in and calmed the man down, chasing out real or perceived evil. To this day, he swears he couldn't find the source of the red light on the wall.

Mom later worked with him at the same hospital. She shares stories of working with the nurses, and some nights, for no explicable reason, the patients would all get agitated - shouting, tossing and turning, getting out of bed, etc. Whenever that happened, they would hear footsteps walking past their desk and toward the ward. Slowly, the patients would calm down on their own. They said it was the nun, walking through and bringing peace to the agitated patients.

[MrsE]

I believe some things simply cannot be explained and I am open to the possibility of spirits and ghosts wandering around us. I have not personally had an encounter, but my BFF has.

She was very young when her grandfather passed away. At his funeral, she was talking and giggling in the pew but nobody was sitting beside her. When her mother asked to whom she was speaking, she responded that she was talking with her grandfather.


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[Deleted]

I usually post on ML but I love ghost stories

I've always had pretty awful night terrors that I'm not always sure happen while I'm still sleeping, including feeling pressure on the bed as if someone was sitting there, the bed shaking like it was a small earthquake (though H would not feel anything), and dark shadows that make me feel terrified. I also wake up a lot feeling like I'm choking or that something is on my chest and I can't breathe. There also have been incidents of having super real dreams where someone is at the foot of my bed speaking to me. Sometimes I can understand them, sometimes not.

Also, at the first apartment I rented by myself, lots of things happened that I can't explain. There was a floor furnace that would get as hot as coals when it was turned on, so I had to be careful not to walk on it while it was on. You had to literally turn it on; it wasn't digital, there was a switch. Many times I woke up to feel my way to the bathroom and the furnace would be on, with no idea how it got that way. I got to where I would sidestep the furnace because it came on so frequently. Lights would flip on the attic constantly, and I'd have to climb up there and turn it off. There would be footsteps a lot coming from the attic. Cabinet doors would be open in the morning. I hated that place.

[whitepicketfence]

I always love reading these posts

I do believe in the possibility of ghosts/spirits but have not had any paranormal experiences in the past. I'm perfectly ok with that!