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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

A Jump Through Space?

15 November 2015 | November 2015

I was taking a routine drive into town one morning. It’s about two miles and it’s a woody road that is spotted with a few houses. We often have fogs and mists that roll in as there are several lakes in the area. That morning a mist was rolling in—but I didn’t take any notice. It was routine. I had gone half a block, pretty slowly, when I saw a light in the fog. I thought it was another car with it’s headlights on—but as I got closer I saw a market that I hadn’t seen before. I pulled in to get my groceries and I was marveling at the fact that this new market had been built so quickly. I went inside and remarked about how quickly they had

Lady in Black

10 November 2015 | November 2015

When I was still in elementary school, around 1995, our classes were only half a day so I would go home and stay there alone until my parents returned from work, which wasn’t usually until six in the evening. Each afternoon, as I watched television alone in the living room, I would always notice the silhouette of a Black Lady going up the stairs. I only saw her out of the side of my eye and when I look at her directly, she disappeared. At first, I thought this was just my imagination, or probably something wrong with my eyesight. One day, as my older brother and I were playing and telling stories, he mentioned that sometimes he notice a Black Lady like shadow going up the stairs and eventually

House Occupied….

05 November 2015 | November 2015

We moved into a new house around ten years ago. From the first day I thought it was haunted. I have heard, seen and felt things that you can’t explain away. My husband thought I was going insane until the day he was up late watching a football game—he turned his head and a big, old black man was looking straight at him. He now believes me. One night I woke up in the middle of the night, and I instantly felt as though I were not alone. I could feel it in the air. I couldn’t fall back to sleep so I decided to watch some TV. Even though I was wide awake I could not get out of bed. It was as though my body was still asleep,

Haunted Military

02 November 2015 | November 2015

I work in the Public Affairs Office of the Armed Forces of the Philippines General Headquarters in Camp General Emilio Aguinaldo in Quezon City. Our office space and barracks are in the grandstands of this military base. Although the building is kept new by recent renovations and good maintenance, it is very much haunted. Since our office caters to media and the military 24/7, we have people working night shifts. Although we sometimes feel and hear things during the day, it is during the night that weird stuff happens. Personnel who work the night shift would sometimes hear the loose tiles of the floor near our boss’s door clatter as if someone is walking circles or pacing at the dead of the night. No one is ever there if the

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Haunted House in Detroit

13 October 2015 | September 2015

I live in Detroit, my family have lived here for many years. Whenever we passed a small wooden house in Highland Park my dad always pointed it out as a very haunted house that his grandfather built. My grandfather ran his business from the house and my father always told me of a story—apparently there was a dark little room in the back with a painting of an old fashioned hearse on the wall and a small table. Every so often the building got cold and some very strange things would happen. Apparently my grandfather would hear a loud shaking noise at night, and in the morning the small table would be in a different location. If you were in the room you could heard the sound of horses galloping.

The Ghost That Loved Me

12 October 2015 | September 2015

One late evening I was lying in bed half-asleep and half-awake waiting to go into a deep sleep. I’d been out with some friends drinking and had gotten home and gone straight to bed. It was unusual for me to be half-asleep and half-awake as normally a few drinks assure me of a full nights sleep. I was drifting off when I felt my wife get into bed next door to me. I heard her switch the light off and turn over. She was obviously interested in me that night so we made love and then I turned over and went straight to sleep. The following morning I woke up hungover and she wasn’t there and I remembered that she had been at a conference all weekend. So who the

Grandma’s Ghost and the Babysitter

08 October 2015 | September 2015

My Grandma passed in 1967. It was a shock to all that knew her, for she was only 57 years old. My Grandma was a firebrand and left behind her loving husband, three daughters and three sons. Naturally, the loss of your mother at such a young age was hard for her children. They all missed her spark and often spoke about her. A year, or so, had passed and the family was beginning to recover after the wake of such and unexpected death. Grandma’s oldest daughter Steph, who looked just like Grandma, had me and my brother to take care of, which kept her busy. Mom went out with her friends one night and had hired a local sitter to watch me and my brother. As the night went

Steam

06 October 2015 | September 2015

A few years ago, I lost my husband. For a while, I would often feel his presence in the house and talk to him in fact. It was a very sad time indeed. One day, I had made myself a cup of tea and set it by my chair. The phone rang and I had quite a long conversation. By the time the call was over, the tea was stone cold and needed heated up again. However, at that point, I suddenly felt as if my husband was there in spirit. To my utter surprise, I watched steam coming off of the cup of tea. There really was steam rising from the cup. I touched the cup and of course it was stone cold and yet it steamed. He liked