Whose Feet Are Those?
19 November 2015 | October 2015
This experience puzzles me until now. It happened when i was still young. I woke up at 2am since i needed to use the comfort room. As i was going to the comfort room, I looked at the door of the living room. The living room has a wooden door and a curtain. At that time, the wooden door was open and it was dark in the living room. Looking at the curtains, I saw two pairs of feet like there are two people standing behind the curtain. I did not mind it thinking they were only my parents so I went to the comfort room then returned to my room. On my way back to my room, the feet are still there. In the morning, I asked my parents
Read More »The Girl In The Mirror
30 October 2015 | October 2015
For Halloween, here is a particularly strange and spooky story from one of our readers…… I was young when I first started seeing ghosts. The first time was when I saw a woman wearing a white dress whose hair covered her whole face. I thought that would be the first and the last time, but I was wrong. That was only the first of my many encounters. I can feel them, and sometimes see them. But, I have never experienced talking to them (and I don’t want to! That’s too scary). Anyway, this one particular experience haunts me the most. I was still in college when this happened. Our house is one of those many that survived WWII, yes it’s ancient and the furniture is ancient too! I share a
Read More »A Ghostly Gas Station
29 October 2015 | October 2015
It was a Monday morning and it had snowed heavily overnight. I usually started work at 8:30 and it was already 8:15, so I would at least be 30 minutes late by the time I got there. I noticed that I was low on gas so I stopped at the little town gas station on the corner of 138. As I sat there waiting for the attendant, I noticed that the town was curiously silent. I figured the lack of people driving around was due to the snow. The older man who ran the station came out and I told him that I could only afford $5 in gas. He kindly offered to put $10 in the tank and when I got paid, I could come back and pay the
Read More »A Haunted Barroom
26 October 2015 | October 2015
My children, room mate and I lived in a home that was the first barroom in Somerset, MA, down by the old colony area. I would literally hear furniture moving around upstairs, where there wasn’t any furniture. There was always a strong smell of alcohol in the dirt cellar, where I would hear voices of many and clinging noises-like china being stacked. My roommate and I witnessed a toy in the children’s room that went off multiple times even after I removed the batteries. Lights in the house would turn on in the middle of the night. The telephone was actually off of it’s receiver one night but, it woke me up from the loud busy signal coming from it-No one was in the house other than me. It would
Read More »The Voice in the Wilderness
23 October 2015 | October 2015
This happened to me about ten years ago. My wife and I were heading out with some friends camping. My wife was cooking some dinner on the stove and we were about to settle down for the evening. I decided to go for a run and that I would get back before she had finished making dinner. As I started to jog down a narrow trail I entered a woody area of the track and I could see that there was a sharp drop ahead of me. I thought it would be a slop but my head exploded with voices telling me to stop. I heard another voice behind me that yelled “STOP BRUCE!” I stopped and walked to the beginning of the slope—to my horror I saw that part
Read More »My Protective Grandmother
21 October 2015 | October 2015, Your Stories
As a child my mother was concerned about me as I would talk to people in my sleep. I later began sleepwalking all the time. Although she was concerned about the talking in my sleep, and my sleepwalking she always played along and acted as though she wanted to meet my invisible friend. During the middle of the night I woke up to see, what looked like an old woman, sitting at the end of my bed. It was a dark, shadow figure but I could tell from the permed hair that it was female. I literally hid under my duvet and I never told anyone else about it. After that my sleepwalking and talking ended and I forgot about the whole thing. A few years later, after my mother
Read More »The Face Looking In
19 October 2015 | October 2015
It was back in October 2006 and I was preparing to go to sleep when I finally remembered that I had to remove some clothes from the washer. As I came downstairs to go to the laundry room, I saw that the curtains of the family room were open. I could see through the light coming from outside a creature standing on the balcony, crouching by the window. The face was very striking. It wasn’t human and it had a kind-of orange colour. It knew I was terrified and I knew I could do nothing but pray for protection from God. I turned, went straight back to my bedroom and I didn’t look back. I was fine—but a few days later I found myself struggling with chest pains. I know
Read More »The Voice
01 October 2015 | October 2015
It was the summer of 1981. Bryan Adams was playing on the radio, the sun was shining and I was driving a brand new Ford Mustang. I was in Nova Scotia, Canada where I was doing my first season of fieldwork for my Ph.D. thesis. Things could not be better. I had applied for a couple of Ph.D. programs earlier that summer. The one at Strathclyde University in conjunction with the British Geological Survey in Leeds was the one I wanted for all sorts of reasons. Firstly, it involved traveling to Nova Scotia, second, it was a topic that interested me and finally, I thought unlike many others that seemed designed to turn you into a university academic, this one might actually help me get a job. Even
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