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MIXED GHOST SIGHTINGS
I notice a lot of comments on how Turlock seems to have something eerie about it's ghost sightings. My personal Story takes place at the Fox hollow townhouse apartment complex number 123. I moved in there when I was about 7 or 8.
People would come over and the downstairs bathroom would open or close at different times. The worst of the activity took place in the bedroom directly at the top of the stairs. Some people would come over and ask who was upstairs and they usually said it very uneasily.
I knew exactly what they were seeing because I had seen it plenty of times myself. When looking up the stairway you could Only see about shin level. I remember the first time I saw it. Two legs at the top of the stairs.
The thing was and why people said it so uneasily was because they were not typically human. The best I could describe would be something like a werewolf with claws on it's toes and thick dark fur all over it's legs.
That room at the top of the stairs that was my room. I would always feel like I was being watched. By this time in my life I had had plenty of experiences with ghosts and spirits of all sorts but this was something purely evil.
While lying in bed I would feel a presence enter the room usually through the closet sometimes through the door. It would walk across the room and stand over me I could hear his breathing. One night before I went to bed a laid sheets of paper all across my floor.
Sure enough that night I heard the crinkling of paper as he approached my bed. And then one night I saw him face to face. I Felt something watching me and I had gotten to the Point where I was a little fed up with all of it I had finally worked up the courage to stop hiding under the blankets and face this thing.
What I saw terrified me. I saw a head it was just sort of floating there and had a Blue hue to it. At first it was facing away from me. Slowly this head turned to look at me. I was frozen in fear. When it looked it me I gave me this look of pure hatred and evil.
It bare it's teeth which other than it's pointed teeth it looked completely human. He looked like he was maybe in his late 30's or Early 40's. His head was mostly bald on top. Needless to say I got the hell out of there and ran into my mother's room.
This same routine went on and on for years. My mother never believed me when I told her that I was having these experiences. It was a nightmare or my imagination. The last night that I ever slept in that room I was lying in bed unable to sleep as usual.
I Felt him enter the room and walk up to my bed. I tried to ignore him and act like I was sleeping when I Felt a hand run across my leg. Every single hair on my body was standing on end. The feeling I Felt distrubed me a great Deal needless to stay.
After that I refused to step foot in that room. Not that all activity was confined to that room but for whatever reason this thing whatever it really was had made that room it's home. It never seemed to really bother anyone else but me.
Maybe because I was always so perceptive to those sorts of things. Eventually we moved out of there but for financial reasons not because of the evil spirit that had been tormenting me for years even though I had complained about it enough times.
Anyway on a lighter note I also had one of the strangest experiences of my life. It started in a dream the night before this particular day. I had a dream that I was walking to school down geer road to Crowell elementary when I went to Cross the street.
There was a big White Cadillac at the stop light. Inside the car was an old Man with a White beard he wore a White suit and a White hat and a pair of gold rimmed glasses. The Man and I looked right at each other and very kindly and warmly he said ''hello''.
The next Day I was walking to school. I walked across the Cross walk and there sitting on the bench was the same old Man wearing a White suit a White hand glasses Only now he had a White cane with a Crystal at the top and his White Cadillac was nowhere in sight.
He looked right at me and said ''hello''. I crossed the Street to the school and when I looked back he was gone. I've never been sure what to make of that. I'd like to think that maybe it was a way of letting me know that there were spirits on my side too.
I have spent Many nights in Orange over the past several yaers. Many times when traveling back and forth from Orange to Erving just past Wendell depot I have seen the spector of what appeared to Early settlers as well as native americans along the millers river.
I was in bed and it was late at night about 2:00am I had my cat on my bed and I was petting her. She was facing the Wall away from me across the room. A few minutes passed by when all of a sudden a deep low throaty growl sounded from behind me to the right of my headboard of my bed.
I spun my head around shocked and frightened. Before I looked my cat too spun her head around ears perched back arched and hair on end. After we calmed down I couldn't sleep for a long time. I've had other frightening experiences including rubber bands flying across my room.
Last summer while walking by the cemetery in I got pushed multiple times but I was alone on the road. It was in the middle of the afternoon. That summer we were renting a house down the road. My mother saw a woman upstairs in the mirror reflection in a bedroom, which nobody would sleep even before she saw this. My father also saw the same women follow him into a room upstairs he closed the door in her face. There were many other weird things that happened that week. Needless to say we have rented the same house this August. I'll give an update upon our return.
In a place Call the pineapple or seeflower at 12:00 a. M. Midnight you can see a light coming down the road until it comes to a Point near LA grua where it disappear people say it was a lady that lost her children and she comes out searching every night this goes on every night in the vally near mount miraflores.
I had witness with several of my counsin the lonely farol.
Driving through John's Creek, you pass the ruins of the Blue Springs Hotel. You will miss it if you aren't looking closely, because it blends with the forest. It is literally falling in, and from the outside it has almost a ''V'' shape to it, from the middle of the building caving in. I always stopped and looked at it from my car, since I always wondered what it had been like in it's heyday. One day, around dusk, it was my friend's turn to drive so I was able to admire the scenery more than if I were driving. We passed the old Blue Springs Hotel ruins, and I turned around to look out the back window. What I saw was not possible. From inside a window on the side of the building, in what was once the upstairs, but was now hanging precariously at an angle, I saw a light. I had my friend stop the car so I could get a better look. The light was dim, like that of a lantern, but brighter than a candle. The hotel never had electricity. No person would have been able to get access to the area the light was coming from, because that part of the building was falling away from the rest. Every time I would make the trip to John's Creek, I would always look at the old Blue Springs Hotel ruins, but never saw the light again. .
I have been up on top of mt. Scott several times and always sensed something unusual about it. I never Felt threatened in any way but knew there was something different about it. I never knew that it was a sacred burial site of native americans.
I am not Indian but respect everyone and their beliefs and I will not go up mt. Scott any more because I would feel as if is was being disrespectful to a burial site and the people put to rest there.
However the view from mt. Scott is breath taking and I understand now why it is a burial spot for the deceased native americans.
When my son was two (now 5) he always talked about his friend Thomas that continued to tell him guns were bad. Until 2 years ago, I always thought it was cute that he had an imaginary friend as a toddler. While looking through pictures on my digital camera I noticed a floating foggy figure infront of my son. Assuming it was a glare I decided to turn off my lights and take more pictures. In one of the photos there is a figure that looks like a young boy holding a rifle on the wall behind my sofa. Recently, after picking up toys in my sons room, they'll be back in the floor w/in minutes even while both my kids are asleep. My Rosary has been tapping against the statue it is wrapped around and while sleeping I'll awake and see all the lights in my home are turned back on.
True story. This one is more for highway 101 south near prunedale just as your about to enter the eucalyptus trees. In 1995 I was traveling back from San Jose with a Friend it was between 2 and 3 am. As we were about to enter the Section of ''the trees'' he told me that about 3 years previous to that date (1995) he was traveling back on the same stretch of road at around the same hour and that he saw what he thought to be a ghost though he did not believe in ghosts.
He said it was an old Man in his 60's dressed in clothes from the 30's or 40's era. He was in a suit and had a briefcase and hat kind of like an old style salesman. He was standing on the side of the road but almost onto the road itself.
He was looking gloomy and literally looking down towards the road itself almost as if he was contemplating suicide. Just as we entered the Section with trees my Friend pointed to the right side of the road and said ''there...
That's where he was standing.... '' needless to say I got the chills. Well about a mile down the road as you come out of the trees the road curves to the right and you go up and to the left over a small Hillside that leads you back down on the 101 toward the red barn.
They've done some landscape changes in the last few years but back in 1995 when you were going over the Hillside you were literally between two sides of a Hill and there was nothing around it. At that moment we both saw an old Man fitting the exact description and with the exact disposition except that he was looking towards the ground and the left side of the Hill (which was right in front of him).
It was creepy... He was stepped out into the road just barely. I was in the passenger seat and I looked at him real good and he looked like a real person. He seemed to be illuminated but that could have been from our headlights.
As we drove passed I continued to look back and he was there the whole time until we were out of range. I can't say it was a ghost but I can Tell you it was one of the strangest coincidences/occurences that I have experienced.
As a resident I am aware of a Home in this town that around 30 years ago that was haunted by a Friendly ghost. The House is on 90 Sherman Avenue and the ghost there on ocassion would move objects such as papers and place them back in about the same place with in seconds.
The House is also know for its mysterious creeking noises.
During the Day while entering the school in Capulin it seems abandoned. Things look like if students and teachers just left. Leaving all belongings papers pencils desks everything. But the feeling you get when entering makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.
A few kids broke into the school through one of the back windows they had heard the school was haunted and thought they would prove their bravery. They were wandering through the Halls and somehow one of them ended up in one of the classrooms by himself.
The door slammed and locked. As his friends stood outside the door trying to get in they heard him screaming and crying this was not a child keep in mind. These boys were around the age of sixteen.
Later after the door opened he told his friends that he had sat in a desk and could not get up. He tried as hard as he could while stuck in the desk he said he Felt stinging on his hands as if a ruler was smacking him.
The boys left the school and would not go back. A couple of years later another group of boys had heard this Story and were drinking outside of the school. He mocked the stories of the school and threw an empty bottle.
The fresh beer he had just opened that was sitting on the Hood of his car begin to spin. At first it was spinning slowly but then it begun to pick up speed. The bottle flew off the car towards another boy and the group.
The boys jumped in the car and took off and won't go back.
I was laying in my bed in my bedroom one night alone although in the next room my Brothers and Sisters where asleep in the living room. As soon as I started doazing off at about Midnight and the door to my bed room was wide open then it randomly slammed shut as soon as I closed my eyes and I jumped up and the door was opening again and then slammed again! It did it about 3 more times and then I heard a lot of laughter and little running footsteps out of the front door!.
Maybe it's Mrs bisho.. She used to teach music there 1980's. I never had music class there but I remember her! Actually I was thinking of her today cuz me and a couple of friends were reminicing on facebook today. I did't bring up her name but was thinking of her!!.
When me and my Friend were going to lunch at the local elementary school we have seen a little boy about 5 or 6 wondering around the school and that hallway was closed off. After we left to make our way Home we would see the little boy everywhere we go and we started to freak out! So we are like lets run so we get Home and our House is a mess and our parents are fast asleep.
For a while we don't see him then about 9:00pm my dad tells me and my Sisters to go outside and play so we do after that we were on the way inside then I told samantha to turn around, and in the distance we see the same little boy just staring at us and at that time it was really dark outside so we started to get creaped out so we ran inside.
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