one time I was working in Delaware and I had to do a heater certification for an old house a real estate company was trying to sell. The Realtor told me an old lady may be there cleaning. When I got there the doors were locked and there was no cars and the power was off. It was about 20 degrees in there and dark and after I checked the heaters out I was walking out and an old lady was standing on top of the stairs looking at me. I ran out of there so fast and got in my van and locked the door and drove out of there. I think maybe the Realtor knew it was a ghost but didn't want it to get out that the house was haunted or it wouldn't sell so she told me it was a cleaning lady, but in the cold and dark with no power?
I was in Nam, fightin off yella boys. when a ghost appeared. it slit every yellow boys throat. then it slowly ran the dull side off the knife across my throat. it was colder than steel on a winter day, I tell ya. then it told me to follow him, so I did. he led me to Kim Jong Un Sr. where he put pills in his drink, therefore assassinating the dictator. I was I awestruck
I had a little girl walk up my stairs and stare at me then vanish, my old house the bells kept going off and the blinds opened and closed then a man walked through the wall. Things been thrown crossed my room and iv woken up with odd marks on me. Im use to the paranormal now tho
There is a "ghost" that follows me. I named him Smiley. He sometimes turns my phone calls to static. Sometimes he messes with the power. Sometimes he just makes a bunch of noise. But it is scary as as a motherbeaver.
I was watching a scary movie one day in my room while I was home alone and right before a scary part, my Marilyn Monroe canvas that had been hanging there for a good year just fell of the wall out of nowhere and made the loudest noise. It made me jump. This morning at around 5 I woke up for no reason and tried going back to sleep and out of nowhere I hear my guitar. It was propped against the wall as usual and it sounded like something brushed gently across the strings. I don't have any pets.
I was asleep and I woke up because my cousin was leaving and in front of me there was this little girl she looked sad and was staring at my cousin and I blinked and again she was gone and I also at,my aunts house there was a little girl staring at me and I thought it was my cousin but as I turn to look over there it was gone
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My dad lived in San Diego in an old ranch type stable property in mission valley old town area, he said there were ghosts there, we did 'nt really believe him, when we visited him we stayed in a room with 2 beds and a loft,it always felt like something was just there, one night my younger sis and I were getting ready for bed, also the only light from the outside was from the bathroom door which was a separate room attached, there was a hat dad had hanging on the wall it flew acrossed the room and I mean acrossed the room, yikes!
We had a ghost which we named "Frank" who kept stealing socks out of the laundry so I couldn't match any of them up . I fooled him...I bought the same socks for everyone in the family. He left to another house to steal their socks .
I've had many bad experiences before I was saved by Jesus. For a few years I was tormented almost every night. I would be sleeping, wake up and find that I was paralyzed. I couldn't move at all, except for my eyes and if I tried to concentrate really hard, I could move my pinky ever so slightly. I couldn't scream for help, I was powerless. I could feel a strong presence in the room, a dark presence. Sometimes the presence would whisper in my ear. I could feel this entity on top of me, pressing on my chest and stomach. It was like sucking the air out of me. I could barely breathe. Sometimes this evil spirit which now I know is called the Succubus, would turn my body from side to side. It got really bad. That is just one example of many many supernatural things that happened to me.
Daizy and I were out walking one night and I was telling ghost stories. As we neared home I was just reaching the punch line when she saw the neighbour's cat trying to reach our goldfish. She screamed, "Get out of there!"
I jumped about three feet.
I haven't told any ghost stories since then. I figured that if I even frightened myself they were just too scary to repeat.