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Camping Out

30 April 2025 | June 2016

Many years ago, I was hitch hiking with my best friend at the time through northern France and Belgium. We were traveling light with just a small tent and sleeping bags and so in back packs. As often happens when hitch hiking, sometimes lifts were plentiful and then other times none existent meaning that you had to trudge along the road side until late into the night to reach your planned destination. Sometimes, you simply didn’t make it at all and had to find a place to camp in a field by the side of the road. One evening, that was entirely the case. Despite it having been a nice sunny day, we had no luck obtaining a ride and by about 7pm it was becoming obvious that we wouldn’t

Come Fishing?

29 April 2025 | June 2016

It started in 1986 when we moved to Texas. Rather than flying, my husband thought it would be nice to drive since I had never seen that part of the country. My husband had made this trip several times to see family in Gainvesville. He always went the same route when he visited but this time he decided to try something new. It was, apparently, a more scenic way to get to our destination. We were just on the Texan border when my husband realized that we were running low on gas and we had not seen a gas station for some time. The road we were traveling was deserted with not even a house in sight. I remember that there was a deep curve in the road, and that

Second Sight?

28 April 2025 | June 2016

About fifteen years ago, when my grandson was three years old, he, my daughter, and I were looking for my father’s grave marker in the cemetery. The grave was just a marker without a headstone. My grandson ran over to one side of the graveyard and said, “This is it” as he was brushing grass and dirt away from the marker. It was not my father’s marker, but that of a person who had died in the late 1800’s. As my grandson was pointing at the area he said, “Those people died… got their head broke.” Later, I received a letter telling me that a close friend had died. Our little grandson came over and put his hand on my leg, “Grammy, she died.” I said yes, but did not

Cracked

27 April 2025 | May 2016

Reflections of past events in life, which were experienced in childhood flow through my mind like the earliest picture machines in a penny arcade. I see myself so young. around four and my hair is wound tight in pigtails. I come from a large family and I see my older brother, my mother, and two sisters climbing into the car. It is so hot and the air is thick with humidity, I remember the burning from the vinyl seats in the car. We are on our way to visit our great grandmother and her sisters, our great aunts. Great grandmother lived in a nice home and I do not know how old it was, but to us children it seemed big. We loved going there to see them, but hated

Little Girl Ghost

26 April 2025 | May 2016

When my wife and I bought our first house, an old style built in the 50’s, almost every night we heard what sounded like light footsteps running down the upstairs hallway. My wife mentioned it to one of the neighbors and they said it was probably just birds on the roof. We live in a rural area so for a time that answer made sense so we basically got used to it and eventually ignored it. Later our first son was born, and when he was just a toddler he would balance all of his toys on top of other toys and could make them spin without them falling over. It was the strangest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. When he was two-to-three we would hear him talking

The Lost Ring and Ghostly Pranks

25 April 2025 | May 2016

My tour group trailed behind me as we navigated the crowded streets of the French Quarter, New Orleans’ oldest neighborhood. Night had since fallen and the city had come alive: the haunting sounds of a harpsichord sliced through the booming laughter of tourists and the seductive notes of jazz. I picked my way through the groups of people loitering on the street, listening as one my group members regaled me with a paranormal experience. “What’s one of the weirdest ghost stories you’ve heard?” she asked. “There’s this one particular story that’s spine-tingling,” I said, gathering the group as we neared our next location. “I can take you there at the end of the tour.” “Oh, great!” she said, nodding enthusiastically. A few other guests heard my offer and asked to

The Lady in the Cemetery

24 April 2025 | May 2016

I have been in the funeral business for over forty years. I’ve seen, heard and experienced all kinds of things in funeral homes. Cemeteries are filled with stories of the supernatural. But one event really stands out to me. There are many country, as well as church cemeteries. One such cemetery in particular is Old Macedonia Church cemetery. The cemetery is rather small and surrounded by a chain fence with entrance gates on only one side, located about a football field length behind the church. Most of the markers are uprights and too small for anyone to hide behind. I had a funeral there in the adjoining church with the committal to follow immediately afterward. This was in the early 80’s. I had asked the family to return to the

The Fisherman’s Cottage

23 April 2025 | May 2016

It’s actually my mum’s story though she didn’t tell my sister and I until years later . When I was 12 and my sister was 15, we went to Whitby in north Yorkshire on holiday with mum and dad. We stayed in an old fisherman’s cottage. It was several hundred years old and it had 3 floors. My sister and I had the attic bedroom which had three single beds in it. In between our beds there was a big old dressing table with a large mirror. It was a lovely old cottage and I used to play in the tiny box room on the second floor as there were old bits of toys In there. Yes, I was 12, but back then kids of that age still played with

Reflecting: Old Yoakum Community Hospital, TX

22 April 2025 | May 2016

Here is something slightly different to the usual submission at My Haunted Life Too – Photographic evidence? of something paranormal at an old abandoned hospital in Texas…. Place: Old Yoakum Community Hospital Address: 303 Hubbard St., Yoakum, Texas 77995 Tour: Unguided on December 5, 2012. Stayed near perimeter, accessed only one room (trespassing damage control, for fear of ruining the general public’s opportunity to enjoy this gem.) Eerie for sure, especially in the cool winter. Nothing definitive…until I looked back at my photos (see photos below.) Potential Haunts: Nurse Laura Lynn Hights, 23, murdered on the second floor by disgruntled husband, Gregory Ray Hight, 24. (March 6, 1990) Fr. Charles W. Kram (1929-2000), a beloved local priest stricken with polio who served as hospital Chaplain for 25 years Summary: Rural

The Ghost That Followed Me Home?

21 April 2025 | May 2016

This happened to me a couple of months ago when I was working away from home. My workplace had booked me into a guesthouse to stay for the week. When I arrived there, I saw that it was an older building and at the door there was a old copper plate mounted saying that the building had been an orphanage that had opened in 1827 and closed in 1988. When I entered the building, a man greeted me and showed me old pictures of the children that used to stay there. Not much appeared to have changed inside as it still had old wooden floors and furniture. My room gave me the chills and when I fell asleep, I had dreams of children but I was one of them and

Our Pets Sensed It

20 April 2025 | May 2016

It was a rickety 1970s (maybe)-era Houston abode with thin walls and peeling paint. I saw it once (maybe twice) in the 1990s, visiting my grandfather who still lived there. My mother and her younger brother grew up in the house, who, on separate occasions, had each been the sole occupant of a particular bedroom. One day, my mom’s cat suddenly began paying much too great attention to a corner of the room, near the ceiling where the walls meet. The cat eventually began hissing intermittently with its fur standing on end, eyes locked on the corner. Mom, whose attention had been captured by now, watched in awe until the cat suddenly leaped off the bed and clamored underneath it, a seemingly fearful flight. This was the case on more

Green Eyed Monster?

19 April 2025 | May 2016

It was May 20, 1984 and my friends and I were out walking one evening. My friend, Alfie, wanted to go to the cemetery just for kicks and giggles. I guess, we wanted to get spooked. So we agreed. We went through all the graves and I found it really creepy. It felt as if someone, or something, was watching me from afar. I looked behind me and I thought I saw the shape of a person hiding behind a tree, but I thought my mind was playing tricks on me, so I didn’t say anything. My friends were gathered around a very, very old tombstone; they found it interesting because it had some markings on it. A friend and I got bored with the tombstone so we started to

My Strange and Scary Neighbour

18 April 2025 | May 2016

When I was younger I lived across the street from an old dude. He must have been around eighty and he always stared at me through the window of his office, since my bedroom was the closest to his house. I was quite frightened of him and ran to my mother for help. She always said he was just being nice to me and I should not worry. It was only a year later when I noticed his skin was off colour. He had big purple bags underneath his eyes and he looked at me from his window, he never seemed to leave and never without blinking. Every night I would wake up and look out and over at window. He was always in the same position and had gotten

The Black Eyed Girl

17 April 2025 | May 2016

My brother was in his room talking to someone which I thought was strange, as we were alone in our house. I went to see who he was talking to. There was no one there when I looked so I asked him who he was talking to, and he said the little girl with the black eyes. That freaked me out a little. Nothing happened for a while after that, about a week went by, then we started hearing voices and footsteps. I would be sleeping with my blankets all wrapped up around me, and I would wake up with them folded neatly at the bottom of my bed. My sister got scared one night and crawled into bed with me. As she was getting into my bed I woke

Battle With A Ouija Board Entity

16 April 2025 | May 2016

This happened last night but it started a few days ago when my son’s friend Facebooked me and asked about a Ouija board they had found in grandma’s attic. She had died and they were cleaning out the house. It was just an A4 size Ouija board on hard board with a small planchet still in the envelope it came in. I have been into the occult, ghosts and Ouija boards for many years and I actually have my own board, so he wanted to know what to do with it. I told him that it would be fine so long as she had opened and closed it down properly if she had used it and that it wasn’t the board that was dangerous – just what comes through when