MIXED GHOST SIGHTINGS|
When he appears to you you just talk to him and tell him your g grandmother is gone. Now you go to. Ask him if he knows who killed him.
On flat gap in between Berea and Rockcastle we lived in this white house on a hill. One day my grandmother was fixing supper so she decided to warm up left overs from supper the night before. We didn't have a socket in the kitchen for the microwave stand and so she went up into the hallway to put dinner in the microwave and she stepped into the bathroom to plug the microwave in and when she came back the vacuum cleaner had blocked her in the hallway.
Also in this house the ghost would steal things. It would steal my clothes and my grandmothers pressure cooker gaskit. Also me and my cousin was on the swing one day it had three swings and Ma and my cousin was on each side of the middle swing.
So we were swinging and then we stopped to take a break and then we saw a girl that looked just like me same clothes same hair same everything... And she walked through the swing and vanished. We ran to the house and my mom looked out and the wind was still and the middle swing was swinging all by itself and the other two was as just still as could be! Know the house is rented and is still haunted to this day!.
I was at the far end of Premont and it is known that there used to be a pioneer travel there and some guy had done something and they tied him to a tree with chains. I had stayed with my friend there and it doesn't bother them because they are used to it.
I heard it and went to look outside. When I looked outside I saw a figure and chains just walking back and forth. No lie. If you people have any more information about this please let me know.
I have gone by there it is not there anymore to my knowledge because my family and I used to go there when I was a wee lad back in the late 70s early 80s; I know that there is a grave in the woods a little ways north of the dump site I found it one day when my gramps took us there...
I attended SUNY New Paltz from August 2003 to May 2008 and resided in the same dorm room Bevier Hall room 222. It wasn't until the 2007 that strange things started occurring in my dorm suite. One night after a late night practice I attended, I arrived back to my room some time around 3am. My roommate and suitemates were all asleep. I changed into my pajamas and lay in bed. I was still awake lying in bed with my eyes closed facing the wall. Then suddenly I heard a very raspy man's voice say clearly in my ear ''Hello. '' I felt the breath and warmth of his voice on my ear and neck. I got up and screamed to the top of my lungs and turned on the light, yelling at my roommate to wake up. She didn't budge for about five minutes. I was freaking out.
When she finally woke up I asked her did she not hear me screaming. She explained that she heard someone calling her name, but it wasn't me, and this person was speaking to her. I couldn't go back to sleep in bed alone after that, and my roommate slept beside me. What creeped me out the most was anytime I tried to sleep I could feel a presence beside me, and I could hear the man, spirit breathe. It sounded like it was gasping for air as if a man who had been smoking for a long time would develop.
The next morning my roommate and I spoke to our two suitemates and told them what happened. They were both freaked out because that night one of our suitemates went to use the restroom, and as they walked by it felt as if someone had brushed by them, and no one was there. Every night after that we all felt someone watching us all the time, and we could never fall asleep alone. I always fell asleep with the lights on and the TV on and a pillow over my head to block the sound of the breathing.
One night I even felt like someone hit the pillow! To this day none of us know who or what that was haunting our room or why. I still get chills speaking about it. We all ended up moving out of Bevier Hall into another dorm. Thankfully it never followed us to our new dorms. If anyone knows anything about Bevier Hall room 222, I would love some information because we couldn't find anything. We even tried cleansing the room and nothing. It didn't just bother us at night; it was even during the day. I was alone once studying in my room with the door open, and suddenly it slammed shut. I just hope whoever is residing there now isn't experiencing what we did. .
I went to J. J. Kelly. Spent tons of hours there. No hauntings. The orphanage is truth. I've been inside there. It's creepy. And central is an entirely different facility. I've never even been there. But it's not Kelly.
I've been recording in local cemeteries trying to capture good EVPs. I have a few already and these two I believe are pretty good- let me know your opinion please! (Youtube. Com/watch? V=mb63jzppwco , Youtube. Com/watch? V=dwda60l7 a3o).
I was sitting on my back patio last night that faces Lilac Rd. Out of the corner of my eye I see someone jogging wearing all white. The closer it got the more I realized it was ghost. It was a female with long white hair, white face, and white dress.
No cars were on the road at this time so it was completely silent but I couldn't hear foot steps. That's when I knew for sure it wasn't a random lady running down the middle of a dangerous 2 way road.
While on vacation traveling west on Route 66 heading to California we decided to stop in Seligman to grab a bite to eat and use the rest rooms. The town appeared to be ''Closed up. '' Nothing was open, and there was not a soul in sight. I noticed an old jail cell, and the front door was open. I wanted to take a look inside. I pulled back the door and peered inside. It was a jail cell alright, and the 10x10 room was divided in half by a row of about twenty bars that extended from the floor to ceiling. There were a few old (antique) things inside the room like a stool, which was inside the cell on the back half of the room. There were also a small pot belly stove, a small desk to the right, and a very old wooden chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Since no one was around I decided to take a photo. My husband held the door open the best he could through the fierce wind that had suddenly picked up. He told me there was a large dirt devil just about to hit us. We entered inside the tiny room and stayed there until the dirt devil passed. He then held open the door again, and I got a photo of the inside of the one-roomed cell. I took another photo of the outside, and then we left.
After about a week when we had settled in California I decided to get the photos developed. I was excited to see the photo of the outside of the jail cell. The next picture was of the inside of the cell. I asked my husband if he recalled anyone being in the cell with us. He laughed and said ''the whole town was empty; there surely wasn't anyone with us in that old cell. '' I said, ''Well according to my picture we had company and didn't even know it''. We both looked in amazement at the photo which clearly shows a ''cowboy'' looking figure sitting to the back of the cell on the wooden stool. His head down (chin to neck. ) The top of his cowboy hat and wide brim were visible. On the floor in front of him it appeared to be what looked like a rifle lying on the floor in front of him. I was shocked and amazed to see this.
I took my negatives and went back to the store and had them developed the same picture again. This time I asked that they enlarge it, so I could take a better look at ''the ghost''. With the photo enlarged I could see that the figure was there just as it was in the smaller photo, but in the larger photo the figure was transparent. I could also see some of the sand swirling in the air from the sudden wind storm. I thought ''well, maybe that's what it was, sand''. Then I remembered the photo was taken after the sand storm passed. I tried to de-bunk this several times, several ways. Fact of the matter it is a ghost!.
Phone sitting on the counter, in the middle in fact, and it just falls off the counter. Me my girlfriend and two dogs were in the front room when it fell. No explanation. We live in the Beaumont apartments off 24th and they are very old apts.
I'm currently in college; but during my freshman year of high school my mom purchased a house on North Grand Avenue. It was a former house of teachers. Everyone who has owned the house has been single and later after buying the house married; as is also the case for my mom. We renovated before we moved in. One day I was upstairs painting the paneling white. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and then it slowly slid off. I turned around, and no one was there. I didn't really think anything of it; it didn't feel threatening.
One day after we moved in and had been there a few months I was falling asleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard a female voice whisper in my face ''hey!'' I hid under the covers and forced myself asleep. It was weird. A few days later while my mom was in the shower, and we were getting ready for bed, and I was brushing my teeth; I told her that I had heard a voice. She opened up the shower curtain quickly and said the same thing had happened to her. She just thought that she was imaging things.
My mom dated this guy, and his brother also lived with us for a while. He spent majority of the time in the basement watching TV. Well, one day he came running up the stairs accusing his brother of pushing him off of the couch. His brother argued with him that he didn't. He was sleeping when the brother was pushed.
Fast forward to sophomore year. I dated a lot of stupid guys. One day whoever I was dating broke up with me. I was upset obviously. I was in bed that night crying, facing the wall. Then something pushed me in the back. I shut up and went to sleep.
My mom had this old desk from Mexico in the room next to her bedroom. She had French doors that connected the two rooms. One night she woke up, and a giant black figure was leaned over the desk. She threw the covers back over her head.
Later on my mom dated this other guy (soon to be fianc?.) One night they were in their bedroom, and they left the door open. I was at my dad's. My mom's dog started barking and growling. They looked up, and a person was standing in the doorway. Her fianc? jumped up and ran after him. He got to the back door, and the person was gone.
Fast forward to Junior year, I had a boyfriend that lived with me. I think he brought more evil in, to be honest. Anyway, my mom would have these sudden attacks where she would be awake but couldn't speak or move. She told me that she tried screaming for me, but she couldn't get it out. My boyfriend had nightmares of ghostly figures in the house at night and would tell me about them. One day we walked into the kitchen and my mom came running up from the backdoor by the basement steps crying and shaking. I asked what was wrong, and she said that as she went around the corner to let the dog out, there was a little green thing sitting on the steps. When it saw her it darted down the steps.
One day my boyfriend and I were fighting, and we silently sat in the kitchen, and there was a voice that words could not be made out of. We both looked at each other, and I said ''you heard that right? He said ''yeah.'' One time my boyfriend had friends over, and we hung out in the basement. One of his friends looked at us and said ''it feels like hell down here.'' We looked at each other and kind of laughed about it, but it was creepy because he was never told any stories about the house. I and that boyfriend broke up, and a lot of activity really died down.
Fast forward to my senior year. My mom came home to find our little dog's elephant toy sitting perfectly on top of the curtain rod. In my freshman year of college I came home to visit, and my mom and boyfriend had a story for me. Her little dog had been sitting on the landing by the basement steps, and my mom and her boyfriend were sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee. Then the dog started growling. She was sitting, and my mom's boyfriend noticed her being dragged. Then she pulled back as if something had her by the legs pulling her forward. My mom yelled at her boyfriend to grab her dog.
I believe that whatever is in the house isn't good; and it feeds off of negativity. Since then I've moved away and my mom has a better life, things have really calmed down. .
I saw a full body apparition while working as a security patrol at ''the Baird building'' on Baird -- a 2-story office space.
I was down at the beach just going for a relaxing walk when I saw a shadow move across the sand at slow speed. At first I thought it was an airplane or helicopter but there was nothing in the sky between me and the sun but the shadow was still there.
I was standing there looking at the sand and the sky trying to figure out what the shadow could be. Then suddenly a woman appeared and looked at me and said ''don't worry'' and then she disappeared and so did the shadow.
I was very confused and I didn't know what she meant. I still have no clue what happened that day.