Manchester - My Haunted Life Too

Halloween Case #17 – The Highgate Vampire and The Dueling Magicians

20 October 2017 | Bizarre, Creepy places, Haunted locations, Vampires, Your True Encounters

This October we are going to bring you some of the most interesting #true paranormal cases we can find. You can discover more true, terrifying accounts of the paranormal right here. Back in the early 1970’s, the case of the Highgate Vampire was repeatedly in the news. It was a scary and somewhat grisly story and I recall reading in horror and fascination everything the media printed at that time. In retrospect, the subplot of two men interested in the occult and determined to outdo each other is even more interesting. Highgate cemetery was built in the 1830’s and was the place to be buried in society at the time. Many famous people are interred there including Karl Marx. In line with the style of the time, the graves are

The Resentful Spirit Who Haunted My Childhood

06 June 2017 | Haunted houses, Your Stories, Your True Encounters

This story took place during my childhood in the 1970’s. We lived in Manchester, UK in a council property in a, now, derelict part of the city. Back then the houses we considered old and were quite rundown. That house always had a strange feeling for me, particularly the cupboard under the stairs. I never felt comfortable leaving the living room unless I was with one of my parents. I always got a feeling of real dread anytime I approached that point of the hall and used to run full out of the living room to the stairs and run all the way up them, then rush down them. I never ever saw anything but the feeling was sheer terror and horror. One night my dad had taken me up

The Tapping Ghost of Manchester.

30 September 2016 | Haunted houses, Your Stories

This story takes place in Manchester, United Kingdom. It happened when I was a child around six years old, so 1986. I was at the family home with my mum dad and older brother Paul. Paul and I used to share a bunk bed, with him on bottom and me on the top. I used to sleep with a clip-on lamp on my right hand side. One night I awoke to a tapping on my shoulder — fast taps… one two three. It woke me almost instantly, so I turned on the lamp to see why my brother was harassing me at this time of the night. When I looked down, he was asleep — or pretending, I thought. Growing up, we were always playing pranks on each other. I