MIXED GHOST SIGHTINGS|
Johnson's Department Store in Elk River is a place that has always made me uncomfortable. The store had two full floors and a basement. The basement housed menswear. The main floor was women's and shoes with the top floor being children's, infants, and fabrics. It had a grand stair case in the back left corner. As a child we would shop there when we needed something quick and didn't have time to run into the cities. I liked going to the store but hated the basement. It had low ceilings compared the other two floors. It always made me nauseous and dizzy to be down there, so I'd often sit at the top of the steps while my brother and parents went down stairs.
As an adult when Johnson's closed and opened as an antique store I would venture downstairs to browse. I found I could spend only a short time down there before a heavy dizzy nauseating feeling would come over me. The longer I spent, the more I would feel like I couldn't breathe. I just always passed it off to being an old building. Years later I discovered that before it was Johnson's Department Store it had been Dares Department store on one half and Dares Funeral Home on the other side. The embalming room was in the basement. Since then I have seen others comment on the same feelings on several other social media sites.
It was the summer of 1993 and we just moved into a new house. I was 9 at the time. The previous owners were brutally murdered in the basement and the little girl was never to be found. At the time I did not know this.
After three months of living there I went into the basement to unpack my dolls. Suddenly I heard footsteps, they were coming closer and closer, they said ''can I play with you? '' it was a girls voice and she sounded about my age.
I did not see anyone, all I could hear was the voice. The footsteps stopped but then I heard a faint breathing noise in the background. I ran upstairs to my mom. Later that night the wash machine which was in the basement kept turning on and off but my mom wasn't doing laundry.
So my dad went down there and said he heard a girl crying. I was up in my room unaware of the situation when my dad came up to check on me. He asked if I was okay and if had been in the basement.
That's when I told him about my experience earlier. We didn't hear anything until a year later. It was the same day July 27 and my mom heard screams coming from the basement, so my dad went down there to check and he said that he saw a girl crying over two bodies that looked like her parents.
We ended moving into a new house later that year.
I took a picture of a cemetery in Saratoga but I don't remember what it's name was. After I took the picture there was a big black blob floating above a gravestone. It had a point sticking out up top and two others on the sides which I guess could be the head and arms.
Unfortunately the camera broke 2 weeks later and I could never share the photo.
I grew up in Maryland and moved back to the Glen Burnie area in 2003. There are many entities ghosts spirits and familiars in that area. We lived near the bean house which is located on little road just south of harandale on the west side of Ritchie highway. I never saw any spirits at that house but always sensed a feeling of cold and uncalm. We however had a spirit in our basement who would occasionally brush up against me playfully rub my hair or mischievously pull it from time to time. It was only recently through the discovery channel that I found out that the land those homes were built on after WWII had been used as an old rifle range and training camp until the early 1900's.
My son and I would spot Civil War type soldiers at the back of the house and down the embankment of Marley Creek once in a while. They were harmless but I always felt like I was being watched. I never saw a figure in the basement of the house but knew that there was one or more that was playing with my psyche. My friend Barry took my son for a ride one evening up to Lawyer's Hill which is located near the Catonsville / Ellicott City area and we did see what looked like a figure in a long light blue dress with a noose around her neck. She disappeared as we got closer but I always wondered if she hitched a ride with us that night. The car windows frosted upon our passing the area where we saw her and the temperature in the car suddenly became quite cold. My friend Barry also has a few ghosts at his home in Arbutis.
I knew Barry for about 18 months before seeing his ''cat''. I made the comment that I did not know he had a cat and he asked me to describe her. I told him she was black and white like a tuxedo cat and he told his mother I had seen her. The cat had been dead for 18 years and his mother used to see her ascending or descending the staircase but never mentioned it after her 4 boys told her there was no way. My spotting ''Trixie'' verified that she was not mad. Lol... T here is also an unfriendly entity in the bedroom at the top of the staircase of the house. You can feel the cold but when I walk in the bedroom the temperature warms.
I am the only one that entity is comfortable with and doesn't torment. Another ghost of the church organist can be seen ascending that staircase from time to time. One evening the organ started playing...It had been unplugged for years! And lastly all of us have seen a Confederate soldier crossing the yard and stopping at the old oak tree in the front of the house to gaze at the stars at night. People would think we were nuts but if you hang around that house on Magnolia for a while you start to believe.
You can go to the courthouse to see what your property was in the past. Even if it was farm land. I believe you can see far past also.
Hi, I go to Martha vineyard in 6 grade. I have seen a dark male my age, a descendent a of the boudreaux family. I only see him in the corner of my eye when I see this I heard a frog crocking. My teacher is related to the voodoo queen of New Orleans.
She said that she and her friend had brought the students back from lunch and they never saw the boy again. This event happened on Halloween. My teacher accidentally put a spell on her room and from 12 am to midnight on Halloween you should never light candles, try to film a ghost, call spirits ghost.
If you can see light from a flash light completely through your finger that means you're a descendent of the boudreaux family and never let someone cast a fake spell because it can really happen to you.
So all I can tell you is not to believe in voodoo. Also Martha vineyard is built on an old funeral hame, and cemetery every night at midnight the ghosts walk the halls there is a power full evil ghost there.
Also I don't know her name but I refer to her as the ghost of vineyard she was burned alive by candles, and that's why I said never lit candles on Halloween''.
Is it the house across from the Herald Star? I was down there today I did not see anything but I would love to.
I've lived across the street from Meadow Green Elementary 28 years. I know exactly what you're talking about.
I was at a friends and we were playing tag well I got knocked down. And I saw a black figure say help mee!!! I swear I never seen anything like that I nmy life.
Was it on Washington? 'cause there's this chick who just bought a house which was abandoned for the longest time and it has a very messed up vibe about it. You walk in and you feel very heavy and dreadful. Things move, break, disappear etc.
Oh my gosh Christine. That is soo freaky!.
Please email me about this house. I am interested in doing an investigation there Anthonyparsons41 @gmail. Com.
Well me and a friend saw a person running or more like floating across the Cotter Bridge at about 1:20 am, lasted about ten seconds. The way I noticed it is I first saw it's shadow on the ground because it ran in front of a bridge light. Not very tall human figure.
A couple of years ago my friend, her son and I decided to do an amateur paranormal investigation at a local cemetery. The night started off quiet with the three of us taking pictures and doing evpís. We eventually split up to cover more ground and thatís when it happened. I was taking photos when I heard Lori scream my name, and as I turned I could see her running towards me. I took off running towards her and when I got to her she was yelling that something had tugged on the hood of her jacket. I immediately started taking photos and captured an unexplainable formed mist (see photo 1).
After reviewing the evidence, we decided that we had to go back, but this time we were taking our husbands with us. So we grabbed our equipment and went back to the cemetery. Although no one was grabbed this time, I captured this photo (see photo 2) of what appears to be some sort of entity running away. Almost as though I had surprised it! .
That sounds like my house. What was the address?.
First off I'm just a southern Texas boy. I grew up out on my Grandparents' ranch in the Rio Grande Valley. I rounded up cows, took them out to the pastures and all that good stuff. Had a great dog, I named him Nixon. Anyhow my grandparents sent me out here to Austin to help out a great uncle and spend a summer out here. Trying something different for a change was good. I was 16 at the time. Great uncle Neil had tons of land and there was tons of wooded area around his property. Neil only had pigs and with Nixon's help the job was a breeze. We were done in no time so we had a lot of free time to go fishing and hunting on his land.
This happened one summer day going out fishing on my own at Slaughter Creek. I was walking a trail through the wooded area that gets you to perfect fishing spot. We had been exploring. Nixon and I'd been coming out to the creek for several days now having lots of luck catching largemouth and catfish. Best summer of my life so far. This time walking into the woods with Nixon was different. From a distance a dark image appeared to be floating and swaying back and forth on the trail. When Nixon barked this dark image turned around sporting deep burning red eyes. The image was there for a few seconds then quickly disappeared into thin air. This dark image appeared to have a white glowing orb around its entire body. I wasn't going to let that thing spook me.
I tried to walk in when Nixon started barking and backing up towards me pushing me back. I'd never encountered such a thing. He'd never done this. C'mon Nixon if you're not coming I'm going in without you. Suddenly a loud aggressive growl sounded deep in the distance. All the birds that were around flew out of the woods. A couple of deer scampered off. This time I felt a dark dark negative energy. This thing was too far to see but whatever it was it was deeper in the thicker and heavier brush. Only it was now on my right side it had gotten closer to us. Nixon Continued to growl and bark at this thing.
As Nixon continued to bark you could hear this thing coming at us through the thick brush breaking branches and all. Nixon continued to bark and growl pushing me out of the trail. Suddenly Nixon bit my left leg and tugged for me to come out of the trail. He ran off towards the house and so did I. I told my uncle Neil and he didn't believe me, he said I shouldn't be spreading rumors. Neil took away all the guns he'd allowed me to use. He said I was becoming a liability. Boy had I screwed things up for myself here. He insisted that I either get a job in the city and help pay for bills or move back to my grandparents.
I picked up a part time job at Academy, in two pay checks I saved enough for my own 22 rifle, got an older buddy of mine Jimmy from work to get it for me. I'd talked to Jimmy about the incident in the woods with Nixon and me. We'd planed to go out there early one morning before my uncle would wake up. We took a few steps into the trail when Nixon goes off again barking like crazy and starts pushing back against us. This time Nixon ran into the woods so we proceeded to follow him deep into the woods. He stopped when we approached what looked like a small cemetery with 3 small tombstones. Nixon was quiet and we were looking around the area.
When suddenly we heard several small footsteps coming at us, as well as the sound of the laughter of a few small children. We ran out of those woods faster than a bat outta hell. I parted ways with Uncle Neil and moved back to the Rio Grande. I still keep in touch with Neil, Jimmy and a few friends from work. I know there's something Neil knows about those haunted woods near his home. As I grew older I always thought of going back... One day I'll move to Austin and start my own ranch. If this ever happened to any of you readers please comment. I don't mind opinions, in fact I'd like some feedback. Hope to hear from y'all folks.