Ghost stories.

[bothered]

I know it's a day late but how many of you have seen a ghost or had something happen you can't explain? I have had at least two 'events' that were very odd. Here's one.

When I was about 18 I lived with my parents and had my own bedroom, Over a period of about six months I woke up in the night maybe about ten times. This wasn't just waking up, this was going from a deep sleep to instantly very alert, waking up with a jolt and being drawn to a certain spot in the room. It's hard to describe the 'being drawn', it was like in this one spot there was an intensity, a presence that DEMANDED you look at it. I can't describe how intense this was, there was no choice other than to look though there was nothing there, except once. It happened one night and there was a pale 'blob', a shapeless white area near the window, I couldn't take my eyes off it but slowly it moved across the room towards the door and dissapeared.
One night my girl friend stayed, she was 16 so she had my bed and I got the settee downstairs. I had told her nothing about these 'happenings'. I awoke in the morning to find her asleep on the floor next to the settee. I asked her why. She said "don't ever ask me to stay in that room again" It seemed she was asleep then woke instantly with the same intense feeling and drawn to an area of the room, She says the feeling got stronger and stronger untill she felt something pressing down on her as if somebody was lying on her though there was nobody in the room. She jumped up and came downstairs, I don't know why she didn't wake me up, she just eventually fell asleep next to me.
There were a few times when I went into my room during the day when as soon as you entered something just didn't 'feel right' so I left whatever I was going to do untill later.
After about six months all this stopped and it never happened again though there was another strange series of events a year or so later but that is another story.
What d'ya think?

bothered.

[Geeky1]

Can't offer any experiences of my own, but the discovery channel just had an interesting program called "A Haunting in Georgia" on... anyone who is interested in paranormal phenomena and whohas an opportunity to get it on video from discovery.com (don't know if it's available yet or not) or see a rerun of it should.

[profdlp]

Scary Story #1:

My dad was born and raised in a (now) 172 year-old brick farmhouse in southeastern Ohio. It was so far out in the country that they didn't even name the nearest road until the 1970's. It had four large rooms on the lower floor and four bedrooms on the second floor. Built in 1831, it followed the style of the day where all of the doors (even internal doors) had little windows above them which you could open to allow air circulation while maintaining privacy.

One night when he was a teenager (this would have been in the mid-1940's) he was home alone, sitting in the parlor. Something caused him to glance up through one of those little windows, only to see someone ascending the sole staircase in the house. The window was so small he could only see them from the waist down.

Scared out of his wits, he kept watching the window above the parlor door, figuring if they started back down he was going to run for it. An hour or so later a couple of his older brothers came home and taking one look at him knew instantly that something was very wrong. They grabbed (and loaded) a couple of hunting rifles and went to check it out.

A while later, after a thorough search of the upper floor (and the attic), they had found nothing. My dad was too scared to go up with them, so he stayed in the parlor watching the window. No one had come back down the stairs... :wtf:


Scary Story #2:

(This one happened to me.)
About five years ago I was living in a three-story townhouse in northern Virginia. I was home sick from work with the flu and alone in the house, lying in bed and feeling miserable.

Suddenly I saw a blur appear in the doorway of the bedroom. As it grew closer it took on a more definite shape. It is hard to describe, but it looked like a man in a high-altitude flight suit - kind of a military-looking coverall. He was wearing a helmet, and an oxygen mask which covered the lower part of his face.

He approached the bed, not really walking, but with more of a gliding movement, as if he were standing on a moving conveyor belt. As he neared the bed he glanced down at me briefly with what seemed to be a look of curiousity - the same kind of look you might have if you were out walking and spied something interesting on the side of the path. Then he looked straight ahead again.

He then glided right through the corner of the bed, passing through my legs as he went by. At this moment both of my legs went cold as ice - colder than I've ever been in my life. (Up until then I had been very hot, and sweating with a high fever.) He then passed through the wall and out of the house (three stories up).

Throughout the whole episode I had been trying to get up, but was paralyzed; I couldn't raise my arm, nor could I talk. Nothing. Heck, I was trying to yell! When I finally could move I went and sat at the bottom of the stairs by the front door. I was damn sure if I saw him again I was getting out of there.

A few weeks later I was chatting with one of my neighbors and told them the story. They told me that one of the previous tenants had been an Air Force pilot. He had gotten into an argument with his wife which ended with him beating her up pretty badly. Realizing that the Air Force was not going to look too kindly on this sort of thing he had just packed up a few things and taken off. A few weeks later he was killed in a training accident. I knew none of this until weeks after my little experience.

There are two things I should mention. First, I've always been skeptical of things like this. I believe "ghost" stories usually have a perfectly normal explanation. Second, I was truly sick as a dog. I hadn't been drinking or anything, and wasn't taking anything stronger than Nyquil, but I certainly wasn't my normal self (I can hear the wisecracks coming over that statement... :p )when this happened. If not for this event I would not have described myself as "delerious", but there is a distinct possibility that I was.

I still wonder, though...:eek3:

[bothered]

It could be Prof,
I remember telling my Mother about a nightmare I had as a child that really scared me. I was lying on a settee, my mum and a friend were sat in two chairs talking and I could see into the kitchen. There was a table in the kitchen with a salt seller on it, the salt seller lifted into the air and glided into the room and started flying around my head very fast. I was screaming and terrified. She told me it wasn't a nightmare but a halucination caused by my temp, I had measles at the time and was burning up, She remembered it happening and said I was waving my arms about and screaming.

bothered.

[DogSoldier]

Halloween is over but I think this story bears telling. I was living on the rez and my mom used to send me down to my uncles for errands, a half mile walk down a rural road, there were no houses between my uncle's place and ours. I was 8 or 9 at the time. It was a cold winters night with a bright full moon and I was carrying a bag of milk my uncle had requested. I was about halfway there when I heard someone walking through the field to my right. I stopped and looked and could JUST make out this shape walking toward me. Thinking it was a lost hunter, I called out asking who it was. No reply. My heart started to race. My mother used to tell us stories of Bear Walkers and this is what was going through my mind. I called once more but whoever, whatever it was just kept trudging this way. I lost it, the bag of milk flew and I'm pretty sure I broke some speed records running to my uncles. When he opened the door I was in hysterics and kept looking at the woods to my right thinking whatever it was was gonna come bursting through to get me. Some years later my mother told me that a girl had gone missing one winter and that field was where they found her in the spring.

[Kwitko]

I have 2 stories:
The first one is with me and my brother. Near our parent's house is an old private cemetery dating back to the 1800's. The trees are overgrown but the town maintains the path from the road to the cemetery. My brother and I decided to check it out one day. As we were walking down the path we noticed what looked like a tall man with a wide-brimmed hat- very similar to the Chief Bromden character from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest- standing about 100 feet from us.

My brother and I both looked at each other and in unison asked, "Do you see that?" With that we both turned around and walked very quickly back to his car. I turned around one last time and the "figure" was gone.

The second one happened the night after my grandmother's funeral. Two days before I was at sleepaway camp and had gotten a nice, big scrape on my leg while playing soccer. I went home to attend my grandmother's funeral. That night, understandably, I was still upset. I was lying in bed and all of a sudden felt what seemed like a pair of hands.

I froze. The hands started at my feet then moved up my calf to the big scrape on my leg, where they lingered for about 30 seconds. They continued up to my leg to my knees when I finally got the guts to move. I jerked my legs and the hands disappeared. I opened my eyes and above me was a female figure whose face I really couldn't see. I immediately turned on my light. I spent the rest of the night with the light on, and actually slept with the light on until at least 6 months after this happened.

The next morning I woke up and went downstairs. My mother noticed that the scrape on my leg was almost completely healed after only 3 days.

Along with this, my father told me that before my grandparents died, he had dreams where they both said their final goodbyes to him.

[bothered]

Some spooky stuff guys, thanks.
I thought there would be more of them though. If you talk to people most have had some strange expieriance.
Any more?

bothered.