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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

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The Ghost That Declined A Lift

10 July 2015 | July 2015, Your Stories

My father used to tell me a story about an experience he had in the late late 1950s, while on a sales trip through the hills of rural Pennsylvania, my grandfather was travelling on a dirt road when he saw a rough looking man walking by the side of the road far off into the distance. He always said that his dirty faded blue clothes looked torn and he was stumbling, like he had either had too much to drink or had been in a fight. The closer he got to this man, the worse he began to feel for him and thought he would at least offer him a lift to the next town. As he got closer, he saw that this man was all cut up and burned and wearing a blue

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A Possessed Painting?

08 July 2015 | July 2015, Your Stories

I have started reading all of the stories on this blog. I have always had an interest in the paranormal and thought I would share my own creepy experience with you. At home we have a main floor family room which looks up to a deck that looks down into the family room. We were getting ready for supper. My son was upstairs in his bedroom reading with his aunt. My wife, mother, daughter and myself were in the kitchen below. The kitchen is open concept to the family room so you can see pretty well everything in the family room.  I was standing on the edge of both rooms. All of a sudden, I heard a noise coming from the deck. I went to investigate and saw that a

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The Ghost Who Locked Me Out of My House

03 July 2015 | July 2015, Your Stories

  About 17 years ago, I was living in Montana in a house that was pretty far outside of the city limits.  Right from the start the house did strange things. The lights would cut out, as would the T.V and then the T.V started changing channels on it’s own. Items would move from place to place on their own. One night I went outside to feed my dog. I noticed my dog was staring at the back door of the house and making noise. I thought that was strange so I looked around and saw a woman dressed in very old clothing, likely from the Wild West era, standing by the door. When she saw me looking at her she closed the door and disappeared into thin air. I was

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Double Trouble

01 July 2015 | July 2015, Your Stories

After my dad had died, a few strange things began to happen in our house. The strangest incident happened one day when my daughter had gone out for the day. My husband and I had been talking in the front room when our daughter came home and shouted “hello” to us. We thought nothing of it, called back “hello” and continued our conversation. About an hour later the phone rang. My husband answered it and shouted upstairs for our daughter Jane. When Jane failed to answer he went upstairs thinking she must have been busy, asleep or pre-occupied. She wasn’t at home. My husband told her friend that she wasn’t home and we shrugged the whole thing off as nothing. About fifteen minutes later Jane came home and we asked her

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A Voice From Beyond The Grave

29 June 2015 | June 2015, Your Stories

  When I was about six, or seven, years old, our home phone rang. It was about 9pm at night. My mum was busy in the other room, so she asked me to answer it. When I did, at first I heard lots of static. I repeated over and over again, “Hello? Hello?” But nobody answered, just all this static. Thinking that must have been a wrong number, I started to hang up. But then a voice caught me. “Hello?” said the voice. To my surprise, it sounded like my grandfather. So I said, “Grandpa? Grandpa? I can’t hear you.” And he said something like, “Hi, baby. How are you? Can I speak with your mommy?” So, thinking it was my mothers father, who is still with us, I gave my mom the phone and left the room.

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The Old Man in the Graveyard

26 June 2015 | June 2015, Your Stories

I was at the crematorium just after my boyfriend Robert died. I was putting flowers on his plot. As you can imagine, I was very upset, I just missed him so much. I also think that sometimes our emotions can play tricks on us, so I am not sure if I had imagined it or if this really happen.  I was there kneeling by the plot crying and talking to him, telling him how much I missed him. All of a sudden I looked round and there behind me was an old man. I still do not know where he appeared from as it was early morning and the crematorium was completely empty when I arrived. The “Old Man” smiled at me and said to me, “Do not worry and be upset. He is okay

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My Girlfriend’s Ghastly Friend

13 June 2015 | June 2015, Your Stories

The absolute weirdest experience ever was when I was dating a girl while in grad school, who admitted that she was kind of seeing someone else at the time, but he lived on the other side of the state.  She told me that he and his previous girlfriend had been in a car accident the year before, yadda yadda yadda. One night, I looked out my window and there was something sitting on the balcony of my apartment, looking in at us.  It was a woman, banged up and beaten up, with a huge gash in her neck.  She just sat there, staring, and eventually disappeared while I blinked.  The next morning I asked the girl if she knew what the other guy’s girlfriend had looked like, then described the

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A Haunted House

11 June 2015 | June 2015, Your Stories

We moved into our house on Halloween day, 2002. It’s located in “downeast” Maine about a mile and a half from the sea shore. It was built in the 1880s and at one time it was a pretty famous for chicken canning. One of the sons of the former owners was KIA in WWII. We have love letters he wrote his 3-month bride before he was killed right before the end of the war, 1945. The older gentleman who lived in the house prior to the people we bought it from actually died in the house and it was a few days before anyone found him.   But it appears a young girl is haunting the place and we don’t know who she is or why. I have seen her,

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