For jaxsue - My brother's "ghost story"

[ginlyn32]

My Dad's sister, my Aunt Marty would always tease us and say that they had a ghost.

I don't know if that was true or not, I know I could not stand to go to the bathroom at her house. The bathroom was just a little bit down the hallway and beyond that was her son's bedroom.

Her son was really into heavy metal music. This was back in the early 80's when all the preachers at church would tell us that we would go to heck for listening to that sort of music.

Anyway, my brother spent the night over there just one time. When he came home, he told my mom that he didn't sleep very well. She asked him why and he said because right when he got to sleep he heard this jiggling noise. He looked up to see what it was and it was the lamp in the room. Moving. By itself. My cousin was sound asleep, snoring. My brother said that he tried and failed to get back to sleep. He never spent the night over there again, either.

Ginger

[FluteOfDoom]

My family's policy on Ouija boards is that they are all-purpose portals - they open, and anything that wants to can come through. So don't mess with them.

My story: a couple of years ago, when I was 13 or 14, my family went on a vacation to see Washington DC and we made a stop to Gettysburg on the way back. We stayed at one of those campgrounds where you can rent cabins to stay in. The cabin we had, had three rooms - a big living room / kitchen with a bed for my parents, a bathroom, and a side room with two sets of bunk beds, where my brother and I slept.

Anyway, my father and I went on a ghost tour one night, which was really rather cool. Bit spooky, some cool stories, but we didn't see anything.

At least, not yet.

So I was lying in my bed that night (I have the top bunk of one of the sets, which is placed so that both the head and side are against a wall. Against the opposite wall is the other set), trying to go to sleep while everyone else is in the other room. But every time I close my eyes, the whole bed starts shaking, like someone is standing at the foot of the beds just yanking it around - and stops as soon as I open them.

Sitting up, I look to the side, and there's an orb, a good 2 - 3 inches in diameter and glowing with white light. It moves to one side, closer to me, and then vanishes.



Nothing else weird happened that night, but I didn't leave the lights off either!

[Aggiesque]

Wow! I have goosebumps from reading this thread. I don't have any  real sensitivities, although I get either terrible nightmares or stuff (generally mundane) which happens later on. Never plain ol' dreams. /sigh

thank you guys for sharing!

[Josiepug]

No real experiences, but I do have a tendency to say things that turn out to be true, but I have no idea how I know them. Two stories come to mind. I was dating a new guy and we were just sitting around chatting one day. I said something about how he had inherited his eye and hair color from his mother. He kind of looked at me strangely and asked how on earth I knew that since I had never seen his parents, had them described to me, or anything. Another time my sister and I were in Wal-mart. I looked at her and answered a question she had never asked that had nothing to do with what we had been talking about previously (can't remember what it was now). Same thing - she looked at me and asked how on earth I knew she was going to ask  me that question. This doesn't happen on a regular basis, but happens often enough that it kind of freaks people out.

My mother always tells the story of how she caught me talking to my Great-Grandfather one night. He died when I was two, but I managed to describe not only him but some of his closest friends whom I had never met. Absolutely freaked her out.

[housewife2k]

My family's policy on Ouija boards is that they are all-purpose portals - they open, and anything that wants to can come through. So don't mess with them.

Bolded for emphasis- clearly put!

[Lady Snowdon]

My family's policy on Ouija boards is that they are all-purpose portals - they open, and anything that wants to can come through. So don't mess with them.

Bolded for emphasis- clearly put!

Ouija boards give just about every woman in our family a queasy, uneasy feeling.  Every single person has been banned from ever trying one out!  At college, they brought one out and I couldn't even be in the common room with it out; it was just so...negative.  brrrrr!  My grandmother can't even walk past one in a store.

[Roe]

Any new stories?   

[kisu]

My family's policy on Ouija boards is that they are all-purpose portals - they open, and anything that wants to can come through. So don't mess with them.

Bolded for emphasis- clearly put!

Ouija boards give just about every woman in our family a queasy, uneasy feeling.  Every single person has been banned from ever trying one out!  At college, they brought one out and I couldn't even be in the common room with it out; it was just so...negative.  brrrrr!  My grandmother can't even walk past one in a store.

My grandma told me this story. It was the end of the continuation war (1944) and she was on air surveillance duty with some other young women, at a small air surveillance post a bit out of the capital city. One of the young women was anxious to know how her fiance was doing (he was on the front line in a very dangerous spot of the line), and she had the bright idea of creating a makeshift ouija board out of paper and a small drinking glass.

The women held a session in candlelight, asked questions about how the war was going to end, whether their fiances and brothers would survive etc, and then one of them asked the board "where's the devil?". The board answered "in the closet", the closet doors burst open and blew all the candles out. Just then, the next shift arrived - grandma had never been so happy to get out of the surveillance post!

[Mrs.E]

I don't know what this should be classified under, it may just be stress because I have never noticed anything in the house we live in now(we have only been there for about 5 months). Everytime I am almost asleep or in a dimly lit area doing something that distracts me from everything I get this feeling like someone is running there finger up my back. It gives me the biggest shudder I have ever felt. Almost like a horrible cold chill. The feeling is really hard to explain. The first few times I thought it was the cat with her tail but the third time I looked around and she was snoozing about 20 feet away. I am so jumpy about it right now anytime anyone touches my back I jump, even at work. Anybody have any suggestions as to what it could be?

[HushHush]

I have no stories but I love to read them!  I hope there are more that posters are willing to share...

[wonderfullyanonymous]

I have no idea how I managed to miss this post, but I have spent the last three days reading it. I can add my own now.


I wish I had known about the evils of a Ouija board when "everyone" had one. My sister begged, and got one, probably late 70's. We "played" with it one time. It was her and I, and we asked it a question, and the thing you rest your fingers on moved to the 1st letter of the answer. We both accused the other of moving it, and when we realized neither of us moved it, she buried it in her closet, never to be brought out again.


For something more recent, the Wal-Mart I work in is haunted, particularly the area of the store where the photo lab is. Our lab equipment would break down for no reason, and then start back up. We all heard our names called at one time or another when no one was around.

One night, Mel and I were getting ready to shut down. I heard someone call my name, and I looked up, and around, and didn't see anyone. I looked at Mel, and all she said was, I heard it too.

Vanessa, who worked in wireless, was covering my break for me, and came in to get pictures for someone. She stood in there for a few minutes after, when she heard her name called. She looked around, and there was no one there. She wouldn't go back in the lab by herself after that.

Had an associate from the other part of the store transfer into the lab. We warned him about the spirits. He says to me, oh, there aren't any ghosts in here, I can feel them, and if there were ghosts, I would know. I said, I can feel them too, but you can only feel them if they want you too. He insisted he knew there were no ghosts.

A few weeks after he'd been in the lab, he closed by himself. The next morning, when I come in, he says to me, you were right. I said about what. The ghost he says. I started laughing at him. I said what happened?

"I was standing kind of bent over, and I heard someone call my name, and touch me. I stood up, and looked around, and no one was there. THe hair on the back of my neck stood up. *It* really freaked me out. I never felt *It* .

"I told you so." was what I said.

[Esther_bunny]

My family's policy on Ouija boards is that they are all-purpose portals - they open, and anything that wants to can come through. So don't mess with them.

Bolded for emphasis- clearly put!

Ouija boards give just about every woman in our family a queasy, uneasy feeling.  Every single person has been banned from ever trying one out!  At college, they brought one out and I couldn't even be in the common room with it out; it was just so...negative.  brrrrr!  My grandmother can't even walk past one in a store.

My mom hates them. She had one before I was born and she couldn't get rid of it for the longest time. I found one in our garage when I was in gradeschool. Some friends and I played with it but nothing happened.
Despite nothing happening to me, after all the stories I've heard about them, I'd just as soon stay away.

Not sure if I've posted this before but I lived in a house that had a very negative feeling/spirit. I always felt like I was being watched and bad things happened to me there (got robbed, tried to kill myself).

BF and I stayed at a haunted B&B in Louisiana and we wandered around after dark and took photos....later when we looked at them there were orbs all over them.

I have a knack for being the "accidental psychic". I did a cakewalk and just knew that my number would win, I had a feeling. It did.
Once when we were on vacation (in the 80s), we had booked at a certain hotel but my stepdad failed to get the exact address. I said, "Watch, we'll get there and there will be one on every block." We flew to California and guess what? There was a that type of hotel on every single block.
I also win little contests...nothing like the lottery but things like a weekend at a hotel, etc.

[Bratski]

I made the mistake of reading this thread last night at work. I worked a backshift and was the only person in the building. In a building that is also haunted. With a grave yard across the street. Aren't I bright?

BG:
My office is in a converted three story house. It is about 50 or so years old in a older neighborhood. The aforementioned graveyard has graves going back to the early 1800's. I work at a security company (like ADI or Brinks) and on backshift you are alone the whole shift. It gets a little lonely but EHell keeps me company.

Numerous employees have heard/seen the ghosts. The cleaning lady got the worst of it. Once she turned on the lights in the third floor offices and she saw a man lying on the conference table. He disappeared seconds later. Another time she was in the second floor hallway when she heard the adding machine clicking in the comptroller's office. She thought it was just him working late and went in to say hello. He wasn't in his office but the adding machine was working on his desk and the paper was spooling out. She ran out and left for the night.

One co worker was in the monitoring area and the toilet flushed in the bathroom next to it. Not really scary except she was alone.

Two co workers saw children skipping in the parking lot at three am on the camera monitor. They went to the back door and looked out in the parking lot but there wasn't any children outside. They said there was two children wearing long dresses or night gowns.

Others (including myself) have heard footsteps in the hall way, doors opening/closing, and sometimes phones ringing in other offices. The phones ringing are strange because all incoming calls come to the monitoring area and we transfer the calls to the other offices.

I have only seen something once. I was walking past the french doors leading into the first floor hallway when I saw a shoulder in the last row of windows on the door go by. It was just the shoulder of someone. I just caught the last possible second as it went by.

The scariest for me happened on a Sunday dayshift. I was alone except for the cleaning lady. She is really cool and I follow her around chat with her and help if she needs it. She had just finished dusting the monitoring area and computers and signal processors. A few minutes after she went upstairs I noticed I no longer had sound on my computer. I looked over at the speaker boxes and saw that the volume had been turned almost all the way down. I figured the cleaning lady had done it by accident when she dusted as it had been fine before. I turned it back up and made sure it was working.

I decided to tease her about it. I went to the bottom of the stairs and asked her mock angrily why she did that.She said she hadn't and had been extra careful not to. I thought nothing of it and went back to my desk. A few minutes later I noticed I didn't have sound again. I looked over at the speakers and the knob was turned almost all the way down.

I have other stories about different places but that's enough for now.

[LadyofMaine]

The other night my mom heard someone dump the entire contents of her silverware drawer on the floor.  Now there's nothing in the world that sounds like that.

Only there was nobody in the kitchen and the drawer was closed and the contents were intact.

[Just Lori]

For my kind of story, my Gran passed away a year and two months ago from cancer. At the time she passed, the power in our house went dead for a couple of seconds, with me and my sister in the room. Five minutes later, we got the phone call from my mum who was at the hospital, saying Granny had gone a few minutes before.

For two- three weeks after she passed, lights constantly flickered around me, and I could smell "her". We were exceptionally close, as she looked after me until I went to school when my mum went back to work after having me.

Weird.

A couple of weeks ago, we were out-of-town for a soccer match.  Our niece is on the team as well.  The children share a great-grandmother.  On Monday morning, we got into the hotel elevator.  The doors closed and the elevator made a funny sound and stopped for a few seconds.  We pushed buttons.  Hit the alarm.  Nothing.  The kids were starting to panic.  Finally, the doors opened and we decided to take the stairs.

I didn't think too much about this episode until I read your post.  You see, Grandma died a few hours after this happened.  Coincidence?  Probably.  But my hair's standing up on end right now.