My house is haunted, so yes I have a ghost story. I basically live in a ghost story! I was sitting in my bedroom a few days ago and my television kept flickering, then my radio went off and came back on and started changing stations on it's own. Then my light flashed off, so I decided to leave my room, I started getting really cold and I could see my own breath, but the heat was on so I knew something odd was happening, I was the only one at home other than my dog, so I was scared sh!tless, my dog was growling and barking at something in my kitchen, so I looked in the kitchen, my stove was turned on and the refrigerator door was opened, I closed the door and turned the stove off and when I turned around and saw a tall and dark, black figure standing in front of me, I screamed as it pointed at me and faded away, since then I have been scared sh!tless to stay home alone! D: It's just to bad my fiance left me, him and I could have stayed at my house alone, so I wouldn't be afraid at home alone, but since he left me I have absolutely no one to stay home alone with but my doggy, since my friend is sick, she can't come up and she won't be up a while.
Mine's about a little boy who is only four years old and moves into a house with his mom and dad way out in the country. They began to hear noises coming from the attic and ignore it thinking it's just rats so they call a rat extermination. The next day the dad kisses his wife and son telling them goodbye leaving for work. The day grows dark as what is left of the sun going down then the moon rising up. The mom is downstairs unpacking boxes and cleaning while the son is upstairs suppose to be taking his nap. Instead is woken up by a noise of his bedroom door creaking open slowly. He raises up to his surprise finding a boy couple years older than him asking if he wants to be his friend. And of course the four year old boy says yes in excitement wanting to play and the boy then leads him into the attic.
Okay so we were going down to Gettysburg to see my cousins an my uncle. My uncle works in a bar and it use to be like a soldiers station in the civil war. So my uncle and I went down to the wine cellar to get some wine for a party. We went down and we heard like faint musket and cannon firing sounds, it sounded like a battle. An then we turned around a corner and saw a strange man. He was wearing like one of those army cowboy hats and a blue uniform and he had a big beard. Above his left eye he had like a hole and it looked like a bullet hole. Then he took out a revolver (my uncle and me were really scared, he had never seen this man before) and he cocked the revolver, turned around, and walked away. My uncle and me ran upstairs and he sold the place because it was Scary!