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Footprints

I have heaps of weird ghostly stories , but I think I will start with one. I was about 17 at the time, I was staying the night at my best friends house. It was quite a small room, we had two single beds set up for us. We went to sleep. I woke about 3 am to see my boyfriend standing in the doorway of the room, (now this was impossibel as we were 40 mins drive away from my friends house, with no car to get here, and he didn't even know I was staying at my friends house to begin with. )I was really tired and told him to leave, he turned around like in slow motion and disappearred. The next morning when we woke up. There was about eight sopping wet footprints leading from the head of my bed just to the doorway. The whole house was carpeted, but the footsteps stopped at the doorway to my friends room. We have tried for years to come up with a logical explanation for what happened that night. My friend whos house this happened in, won't even let me talk about it. I just wish I knew who had left those footprints and why they were so wetlll

This story was submitted by: Anonymous

Rock & Roll Spirits

This story was submitted by: Zip

Haunted School House

This is a true story that took place about five years ago in Chestermere, Alberta, Canada. Located on a person's land is a school house that supposedly burnt down many years ago. The rumor that had people interested was the fact that a little girl died while being trapped within one of the rooms. Unsolved Mysteries ran a show about the school house and the fact that when people attempted to knock the house down with machinery, all the machines would just suddenly die. During a cold winter night two friends and I went to the school house to see if the rumors were true. It was a fresh snowfall so there were no footprints from previous visitors. The only way to get into the house is run beside the landowners' house(supposedly the little girl's uncle) or through his boobietrapped field of snow drifts. Steve and I chose to go by his house, while Trevor chose to go through the field. Steve and I went through the back entrance, up the stairs, down the hall and into the room that is supposedly haunted(there is no roof, so snow falls into the school house). Suddenly we heard the crunching of snow come up the hall. We thought it was Trevor, but when we seen Trevor coming up the hill through the snow drifts, we were in a panic thinking it was the landowner(he shoots salt pellets at you if you get caught on his property.) The snow crunched down the hall slowly and steadily, we hid in the corner. The footsteps came down the hall to our room and mysteriously stopped and the entrance to the door. We stood frozen for about a minute but heard no more crunching. The wind that was there, was now nonexistent. I got up and looked down the hall. Under the moonlight was size 3 or 4 shoeprints in the snow that started at one end of the hall and stopped at the doorway. We grabbed Trevor from the field and ran the heck away. We have not gone back since.

This story was submitted by: jerret

A Cry In the Wind

My name is Kaelvin. I too am interested in the paranormal from a very young age. Now coming to my quarter century in life I have had my encounters, which leaves me to wonder why it is we experience these activities. One such encounter would be when I was living in Stevenage, Old town. As the name already describes, the town is somewhat old, the streets are still cobbled, though I know very little about the history of the town, I am extremely aware of the presence of the other realm. Since I have had about five encounters in the two years living there. I lived in a flat above a restaurant. Having already been told the place was a little haunted, since an old proprietor had passed away in one of the rooms, which I know not which one. Anyway, the day before it had been raining hard, and the restaurant below had a leak. As they did not have a key with obvious reasons, they had asked me to help them unblock the drain so that the water would run. I guess it was about two in the afternoon when I started to unblock the drain, but there was something in the wind, calling and beckoning. At first I assumed it was nothing, and carried on with what I had promised, again I hear someone call my name. Since my girlfriend was in my room, I obviously looked towards her, but she was busy doing her hair. I listened intensively. The voice was young, and feminine, if you asked me to guess an age, I’d say maybe 25 at the most. My name was called about six maybe seven times. I hurried in my chore, once done I asked my girlfriend if she had called me. No was her reply, confirming that who ever it was who called my name was definitely not her. Like I had already said, the flat was haunted, to confirm my suspicion, I had breezed past an apparition when I worked in the restaurant below. A white lady like figure swept past me on the left, as I glanced up to look and see whom it was there was nothing. To this day I know not if what I saw and heard was a figment of my imagination, but if it is. I can tell you it must be good. Imagine the chills to find something there but in reality it’s not.

This story was submitted by: Kaelvin

Ghostly Warnings

This story is weird but true.One day when i was twelve my family and i were all ready for a trip to my aunt.Little did we know we were about to have a nightmare come true.We had all just got to my aunt's house.We were all sweaty.My mom told me to go take a shower.So i ran up all 75 steps and found the bathroom.I was getting a towel when suddenly it got really cold and it was 101 degrees outside.Than i heard a voice it sounded like a little girl. It said get out before its too late.I thought Iwas just hearing things so I got in the shower took my shower and went back down stairs.When i got there i could find no one.So i went outside to look for them.I ran into a little girl about my age.She said are you looking fot this.It was a note from my parents.They went to get ice cream.She said ill stay with you if you want.So i said ok. later i feel alsleep i was woke up by screaming.It sounded like the girl .Iwent up stairs and saw her burning in a fire.She told me to get out.As soon as i was outside the whole third floor was on fire. But then when i went to the neighbors It wasnt on fire.Later the girl woke me and told me to get my parents and aunt out of the house.AS soon as we were outside the third floor went up in flames.Then when we left the burnt down house i found a note.it was a piture of another house just like my aunts .Even the third floor was on fire in the piture a girl was on her knees praying during the fire.On the back it said dont worry about saying thanks.I ask my aunt who had lived there before.She said honey this was a new house.But then she said but there was another house just like it.A family had lived there before it burnt down. THere little girl died on the third floor while praying.How weird is that?

This story was submitted by: oivy

Talking Shadows

Hi. Me and my friend carl love ghosts and think your site is one of the best ghost sites we have seen. Im not sure if you are interested but i have quite a few true ghost stories. In fact my aunt and uncle had to move out of their last home because it was so haunted. It has been knocked down now because nobody wants to live in it. One scary thing happend when i was only little. I used to go into my mums room at night and talk to these three big shadows. They were shadows of two children and a man. They would talk back and i would talk to them all night. Then one night they told me that i was getting to old and that they were going to leave. I started to cry and they said it was for the best. One by one they walked onto the landing. This was the first time they had left my mums room. The landing dosent have a window so i couldnt see them. Then one said "Wow steady we dont want you falling down the stairs" and switched on the light for me because i was to small to reach it. They then went through the house to the back door where they said goodbye and went. My mum came down and found me crying in the kitchen. The first thing she said to me was "How did you turn on all the lights?". I dont know who they were or where they went but i know they must have been real...

This story was submitted by: Joe

The Haunted Toy Store

Before my mom had me, she worked at the Toys R Us in California. She was the manager of the baby department, and everynight, she had to put away all of the diapers and baby things so that when she opened up in the morning, everyhting would be ready to go. Well almost every morning, when all the workers arrived the stroe would be a mess, toys would be in the middle of isles, balls would be bouncing and you could hear the faint voice of children laughing and having a good time. Well the owners thought that maybe it was vandals, so they would check the survelience cameras everyday, but nothing showed up except the toys being moved around. My mom said that the workers would never go in the back room, because you could always feel someone looking at you and it was always cold. Another incident that happened, was when my mom was stocking some things, and a woman asked her wehre a certain thing was, my mom wasnt looking at the lady and just told her where, then wehn she did look, there was no lady to be found. Silvia Brown has been called to this store and so has Unsolved Mysteries, and still no one has found an answer. The history of that land is that during the slave time, a young slave worker fell in love with his boss's daughter, and one day when he was going to confess his love he was run over by a tracker and killed. This may be something that triggers the paranormal experiences.

This story was submitted by: Sherri

The Unexpected Visit

I have a story for you about a visit I had with my husbands grandmother. It all started when my husband and I had went to bed for the night we both went to sleep when all of the sudden I was woke up. I thought that maybe I had a bad dream or something and just sat up for awhile in the bed.When all of the sudden a woman appeared at the bottom of my bed. At first I was frightened but as I looked at her more closely I seen that it was my husbands grandmother who had passed away a couple of weeks earlier. Now keep in mind I had only seen this woman twice. My husband was still sleeping and then a great since of peace came over me. Then she reached out with her hands toward me and spoke to me. She explained that she knew we were having some problems and that I needed to stop worrying that everything was going to be fine. And that was going to have a baby. I was not afraid at all by this point and I told her thank you and then she just faded away. I could not wait until morning to tell my husband so I woke hime up and told him what happened. Two weeks later our problems got beeter and I found out that I was indeed expecting my first child. I never seen or heard from her again.

This story was submitted by: Denise

Fort Riley Visitor

Shortly after I was first married my husband ( now ex-husband) Was stationed at Ft. Riley Kansas. We had a new baby and were enjoying our new life together. We were living in an area on Post then called Ellis Heights. We had a few " odd" things happen in that home, loud unidentifiable noises and such but nothing major until one spring morning while I was bathing. I had my new son in his carrier by the tub and I was laying in the tub enjoying the peace and quiet that comes when a new baby is resting quietly. I heard the door knob moving briefly. I opened my eyes and said my husband name. No reply. I figured i must have imagined it. A few seconds later I heard it again. I looked toward the door and saw the doorknob moving slowly. Now I always locked the doors to the house when I bathed and had asked my husband to always announce that he was home when he came in as he was an MP and would come in at odd hours. I said his name loudly and said "stop it I'm scared". The knob began to shake violently and the door seemed as is it would be pushed in. This lasted for approx. 1 minute. And that was the longest minute of my life. It just stopped and I heard nobody outside the door. (we had very squeaky hardwood floors and I was upstairs) I heard nobody going down the stairs. Just silence. I got up the nerve to get out of the tub. Grabbed my baby and ran downstairs. I immediatly called the Housing Office. Our conversation goes as follows. Me: " I need a new house today, something wierd is going on here and I won't live here another day!" Them: Hmm you must live on ellis heights huh?" Me: "Yes!" Them: We'll have you a new place today maam." I called my husband and he arrived a few minutes later. We went to the housing office that day and got keys to our new house on Warner Heights where we lived happily for the next three years with no "visitors" at all. One year after moving out of Ellis Heights, all of that housing was torn down. When I saw the demolition I had goose bumps for about 10 minutes. So hey Ft. Riley residents be aware that it is a very old fort and there is alot "going on" there. Go Big Red One!!!

This story was submitted by: Heather D.

My Old House

The house I grew up in was a bit unusual. Two rooms of the house (kitchen and TV room) and the cellar is over 100 years old and used to be the old Buchanan, KY train station. You would never know it now, but the little community of Buchanan used to be the hub of the town in its day. People would catch the train to a nearby town at this station, but it was closed down in the 1950s and abandoned until my mother and father added more rooms onto this building in 1970 and made it their home. It really is a nice place and they still reside there. Nothing out of the ordinary ever happened there (that I can remember), until my senior year of high school. This is when strange things began to happen...the lights began to flicker on and off and banging noises could be heard coming from nowhere. My parents had the wiring checked for problems, but nothing could be found the explain the strange activity with the lights in the house. One night my friends and I decided we were going to have a seance to try and find out 'who' was causing all the chaos. We didn't have a commercial Ouija board, so I decided to fashion one out of a piece of cardboard. I used a marker to write letters and numbers on it and we used a shot glass (no kidding!) as a pointing device. We began asking it questions and it started answering. Our laughter soon turned to fear when the glass began moving on its own and the lights started to flicker. It was like something out of a horror movie! We all freaked and, in a fit of fear, I ripped our home-made board to shred vowing never to mess with stuff of the supernatural nature again. All involved agreed with me. It was right after this that the activity really started to take on a more frequent and angry tone. My family and I heard conversations going on , knocking on the walls and windows, and people walking about when there was no orgin for such goings-on. One night my mother and I were sitting in the TV room talking. It was late and, both of us being nightowls, we did this a lot. All of a sudden we heard what sounded like a conversation taking place in the kitchen next door to us. We sat quietly as we listened to two people, a man and a woman, having a conversation. It was very difficult to make out what they were saying, however this went on for several minutes. We froze, but a few minutes passed and we found the courage to go check the house to see if maybe a door had been unlocked, a radio left on, or a TV going. We found nothing...no explanation for the voices we heard. My bedroom had two large picture windows in it that were kept covered with blinds and sheer curtains. One night I had the blinds pulled up but the curtains were left in front of the windows. I had been rummaging through my closet with my back to one of the windows when I heard a strange groaning noise. I looked out of the corner of my eye and could see something through the sheers that looked like a large, white ball. It was bouncing up and down and darting from side to side. Once again, I froze, thinking someone was lurking around outside with a flashlight looking in my windows. I found the courage to walk over to the window to see what was responsible for the commotion. I pulled the curtains back and (I still get goosebumps telling this story) I saw this insane looking head peering back at me! It had huge eyes and a crazy grin on its face. I swear it looked like one of those skulls you see hanging on people's doors during Halloween, but this thing was very much alive and very animated. I screamed and ran out of the room. It took me an hour to calm down. I had my parents go investigate and they said they found nothing to explain it and asked if I would draw a picture of it. I did and they were a little shocked to say the least. Let me add I was not using any drugs and that this house is located in a rural area located away from other homes with no close neighbors around (kids,etc) that could make their way to our home to cause such havoc. I can still see the face to this day and still am not sure whether or not it was human, but whatever it was its full intentions were to frighten me. Another incident occurred when an ex-boyfriend was visiting our home. We were sitting in our family room, next door to the kitchen, when my boyfriend kept commenting on the "enormous white thing" that kept passing back and forth beneath the porch light that he clearly saw through the window. I saw it briefly and could not quite make it out, but I assured him it was probably just a large moth and kept talking. A few minutes later he stopped mid-sentence and points to the lit floor lamp sitting in the corner of the room adjacent to the window where he saw the white object a few minutes before. We both saw what appeared to be the figure of a man materializing from a thick, white mist. He was tall, over 6 feet, and we both couldn't believe what we were seeing. It then began to disappear before our eyes. I knew then that what my family and I were seeing was very real. I finally had a witness who had a paranormal experience right along with me. This guy was a big, strapping football player who made fun of me when I told him about all the weird events that had taken place in our home. Well, he was not laughing now! As a matter of fact, I had to walk him to his car that night when he left...he was honestly afraid that whatever it was he saw might be in the car waiting for him! But this experience would not be his last. A few weeks later he and I were lying on the floor watching TV in the same room when we heard the door to the basement (located beneath the room we were occupying) kept slamming angrily, over and over again. It stopped after about 2 or 3 minutes of this activity. We both clung to each other and went outside with a flashlight making our way down the stairs to the basement door, only to find it still locked from the outside. It had not been touched. Once we made our way back upstairs, we were a little uneasy, but returned to our TV-watching. All of a sudden, like a kid playing a prank, the door began slamming again! The noise went on for another minute or so, then stopped suddenly. Out of the blue he and I heard a loud noise coming from the ceiling....I liken it to the sound a wasp makes when it gets trapped inside a room, except this was much louder. This, too, went on for a couple of minutes then stopped. Upon its cessation, we heard this lonely, pitiful femanine voice coming from above. It said, very clearly, "Please help me...I don't know where I'm going." We were stunned. Needless to say, neither of us slept well for a week after this incident. There are other incidents, such as things coming in sitting on our beds, something kicking my bedroom door, crying noises, and even furniture moving. One evening my mother and I were in my bedroom when we began hearing furniture move in the next room. We sat very still as we thought someone had broken into the house since we were both there alone, for the exception of my little brother sleeping in his room located at the other end of the house. This activity went on for several minutes, then stopped. We then heard this small voice come from the room. Loud and clear, it said, "Mommy". My mother immediately ran to my brother's room, even though she knew it could not have been him. And just as we suspected, he was sound asleep. There are more incidents I could tell, but these are the ones that stand out in my memory. I have since married and moved three hours away to another town. My mother tells me that the activity is somewhat more infrequent now. I still visit my parents and to this day will not go to sleep in my old bedroom without my bedside light on! And, yes, I still get the occasional nightly visitor who will come sit on my bed or knock on the wall just to let me know it's there. I insist that all I tell you is true and that there have been several witnesses to the phenomena that goes on there. I honestly think that, according to what I have been told by 'experts', that I opened a portal to another plane when I ripped up that Ouija board 12 years ago. All I know is that things haven't been the same since.

This story was submitted by: Paula

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