Ghost stories

[cqb101]

I thought it would be cool to have a thread where people could post their own personal ghost stories/experiences. Here's some of mine to kick it off.

When I was five my last remaining grandfather passed away. About three months after his funeral I went out into the tool shed in my back yard to get a shovel for my dad, and as soon as I stepped in I heard my grandfather start talking to me. I ran out of that shed so damn fast and refused to go in it again for almost a year. :lol:

When I was younger my parents would work nights so my sisters and I had a babysitter that stayed in out house and had her own room, etc. Well, one night while my two older sisters and I were asleep and my parents were at work, she got up to go to the bathroom and she passed a middle aged woman in the hall as she was on her way back from the bathroom.

And last but not least, When I was around 8 years of age I was sitting at our kitchen table, eating dinner when somebody lifted my chair up and pulled it about two feet away from my table. I looked around and there was nobody that was close enough to even move it the slightest bit.

Those are mine. Let's here some of yours.

[Brodie]

Try taunting them, see what happens.

[Meeko]

Well here is mine

I was like 7 and on night somones hand was pressed on my window I got scared The next night it happend again i figured out who i thought it was till one night the hand was there and the person i thought it was called me..I Was very scared and i ran out side with a hockey stick screaming "Im Gonna Kill you crazy hand man"" It never happend again

[Brodie]

:tneutral:

[Jo Dawn]

I've been awakened numerous times by someone flicking my foot... and there's no one else in the room.

When my aunt died, we got her grandfather clock... only it refused to chime like it should. We had it fixed numerous times, and nothing worked. One day, my brother said that he missed her, and, two minutes later, it began chiming.

Also, at the first family gathering after she died, an action activated toy kept going off, even if no one was in the room.

Oh, and I've gotten my hair pulled, too... when I was alone in the room.

There's some of mine. I've got more, though...

Off topic - this is an interesting thread. I like it.

[That Matt Guy]

Hmm... just a lot of bs at work. Lights going on and off when nobody is there but me and what not. I used to get freaked out, now it pisses me off.

[Brodie]

Those pesky ghosts. Sounds like you need the ultimate ghost fighting team...........................

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[Cascadia]

a true ghost story.....hmmmm

In the 1960s, a female college student was killed in the bell tower of the CU-Boulder campus by the janitor. She would practice her singing every night at 8 PM. I do not step near the building...

from the campus paper

Blood was spattered on every wall, 12-feet-high in some places according to a police report. The victim's body -- still warm -- was naked below the waist. Teeth were strewn across the reddened floor. The blood remains in the west tower to this day. The door says RIP


Another thing....I was stalked in 2000. I was so scared that I did not study, eat or sleep very well.

[Meeko]

a true ghost story.....hmmmm

In the 1960s, a female college student was killed in the bell tower of the CU-Boulder campus by the janitor. She would practice her singing every night at 8 PM. I do not step near the building...

from the campus paper

Blood was spattered on every wall, 12-feet-high in some places according to a police report. The victim's body -- still warm -- was naked below the waist. Teeth were strewn across the reddened floor. The blood remains in the west tower to this day. The door says RIP


Another thing....I was stalked in 2000. I was so scared that I did not study, eat or sleep very well.
Wow.....

[Cascadia]

my brother whom is a student at CU has been up to the tower and he says that it is scary.

[Brodie]

Sounds like a good tourism idea.

[Meeko]

my brother whom is a student at CU has been up to the tower and he says that it is scary.

I want to go up there...Eh ide never have the guts to though

[Cascadia]

there are numerous ghost stories on that campus. that one is the most known

[Meeko]

Tell some more campus ghost stories There intesting

[Cascadia]

let's see....near the campus, we have the JonBenet Ramsey case.....which has not been solved. <---there are several books on this.

When an 18-year-old University of Colorado student was found murdered at the edge of a stream near the Boulder-Golden road in November 1948, it was the biggest mystery to ever hit the city of Boulder. This one is unsolved.

[Mars-Chan]

You want to talk weird? When my grandfather died, I went to his funeral and I happened to glance around. (I was supposed to be paying attention, but my attention span is so short... :lol: "GAMEDUDE!!!!" :lol: ) I then paid attention to the service, when I thought I heard him call my name. (This didn't help at all because I slept downstairs at his old house on the floor where he died... *shudders*....) I then shook my head and bent my head with the rest of my family to pray and I heard his voice again. Figuring I was wrought over with grief, I shoved it off. That very night, Grandad came to me in a dream and asked me why I didn't answer him when he was calling out my name.... :o :o :o


Creepy.... :o

[Voltron]

I know I joke non-stop but this is not a lie.

I see shadows that stand over my brother and I at night. I see things from the corner of my eyes constantly. There are cold spots in my room and for some reason streetlights go out when I pass by them.

Also, I once called my girlfriend on her college phone, and instead heard this girl who kept whispering "I'm bored...come play with me" over and over again. I could hear my girlfriend but she couldn't hear me, she only heard the voice. When I tried to call back I heard the phone pick up, after an awkward pause I heard a man say "Oh, its you!" So needless to say I was giddy with delight when I got to speak to ghostly voices.

[Anarky]

i have it with ghosts of dogs. my dogs to be exact.

some weeks after our first one, Terry, died, I walked up to my grandparent's flat, where Terry had spent most of her life. I SWEAR I heard her bark at me as she usually did...

then when my fave dog ever, Jamie, died I cried like a baby. then some nights after I felt something moving near my feet. I thought that this was impossible since Jamie usually slept there. well there actually was a warm spot where he used to lie. it happened couple of times until i got his last dogtag as a birthday present, then it suddenly stopped

I miss those dogs... :cry:

[Meira-Bates]

for some reason streetlights go out when I pass by them.

One of my friends has said that happens to her as well.

Well I don't know if it'd count as a ghost story but...When my aunt was sick my mom went to visit her at the exact time of her recorded death, dad heard some song about angels and somewhere around the same time mom dreamed of my aunt in heaven running to join her husband. Fast forward a little, my grandmother on my mom's side was sick, again it was my mom that went to visit, and mom didn't dream this time but once again, at the exact time of death, that SAME song that dad heard when my aunt died played on whatever radio station dad was listening to. Fast forward yet again, my grandmother on my dad's side died, and while dad didn't hear the song at the time of death this time, someone else picked what songs would be sang at grandmother's funeral....amoung those songs was.....you guessed it...the SAME song yet AGAIN. And strangely enough dad's never heard that song at any other time but those three times.

Other than that all that I know of is that one day I was getting out of the car to go in the house after getting home from school. It seemed compleatly ordinary, but all the sudden I heard someone whisper 'stop'. I stopped mid step and looked down to see that I had be within less than a second of stepping on rattle snake that had some how been im-mobilized but still seemed very alive. The only other person around was my mom and it was a male voice, not only that but she had no idea because I had to yell at her to get her attention about the snake as I was too afraid to move for the moment.

[Dane E5R]

F*ck this thread, man. I'm scared to look over my shoulder now.

[bufo]

A couple of years ago I couldn't sleep so I walked to the kitchen to drink some water. All of a sudden my dog (who sleeps outside) went totally crazy, he was barking and jumping and all. So I went outside but I couldn't calm the dog, I went inside again, but while finishing my water I heard a soft voice that was trying to calm the dog. It sounded like a little girl, and it came from the cupboard. So I stood in front of it, too afraid to open it, but also too curious to walk away...the voice kept going "ssshhhh" and the dog kept barking. Then I went outside again, maybe the voice was somebody outside, but there was no one there. When I came back the voice was going "please be quiet" so I finally opened the cupboard...I felt a light breeze and the dog stopped barking just a couple of seconds later.

When I told my parents my dad told me that his sister died at age 4 when she ran in front of a car when she and my grandma went out to look for a new cupboard. A the time we lived in my grandma's old house...so that probably was the cupboard grandma bought.

[damnhooligan]

One evening about a year back, one of my husband's crazy drunken Army buddies suggested we take a drive up to Gold Camp Road in Colorado Springs. It's a narrow winding mountain dirt road, at times no wider than what is absolutely necessary for one car to drive it. A few miles in, there are two tunnels (and one collapsed one) dug through the side of the mountain, and at those said tunnels, lots of people have died due to careless driving, freak accidents or suicide. Supposedly, railroad workers from the 1800s, a school bus full of children from the 1970s and a woman who hung herself from just outside one of the tunnels haunt the nine mile stretch of road. People have claimed to hear voices, cries for help, seen crying women on the side of the road, and found small handprints all over their car after passing through the tunnels.

Me, being the only sober one received the dubious honor of driving up this motherf*cker of a road in my (borrowed!) Jeep. It was 2am, and so Drunken Army Buddy™ and his Creepy New Girlfriend™ were clamoring in the back about ghosts, ghost dogs and yelping every time the car hit a pothole or rock. My husband's just staring out the window in a drunken bliss at the city lights below and I'm white-knuckling the steering wheel because my night vision is horrible.

We pass through the first tunnel. Nothing creepy, except the grunts and gasps of the drunkards behind me. I think my husband had fallen asleep and began to drool on the window. Or it could have been ecto-slime or whatever. I suppose they have similar viscosities, going by the Ghostbusters school of thought.

The second tunnel was a different story, though. It was where the woman supposedly hung herself. Despite having the heat on, it was noticably cooler inside the Jeep for the entire duration of the tunnel. I couldn't hear the rumble of the car's engine echo off the tunnel walls like I did in the other tunnel. Drunken Army Buddy™ has the bright idea to stop the car just outside the tunnel and snap pictures. I oblige, let them out and promptly lock the doors behind them.

They're out there Oooh and Aaahing everything they can, occasionally taking pictures for a while. It quieted down for a bit, which did wonders to ease my nerves and I was finally able to relax to the sweet, sweet sounds of the staticy radio. Then something fell off the top of the tunnel behind us. Drunken Army Buddy™ and his Creepy New Girlfriend™ run back to the car as fast as they can, gasping for air and shaking as if, well, they had seen a ghost. They claimed to have seen something atop the tunnel, which shot away when they snapped their last picture, sending a spray of pebbles and rocks onto the road below.

They claim it was a shadow hound, that have been known to stalk the motorists along Gold Camp Road. I think it was a deer.

[That Matt Guy]

Heh. I've been down Gold Camp road before, actually a couple of times. I never saw jack squat. I remember those tunnels being amazingly short too.

[damnhooligan]

Heh. I've been down Gold Camp road before, actually a couple of times. I never saw jack squat. I remember those tunnels being amazingly short too.
They're no more than 20 or so yards long, but annoying enough trying to drive through with a Jeep Grand Cherokee.

[Meeko]

Well
when he was young My brother had a imagianary friend named Patchy
One day my dad showed him a picture of his brother who had died 4 years ago and my brother said it looked exactly like my dads dead brother

A old lady died in my house's attic and Rings socks and crap have dissapeared and we have found them in attic like 3 months later

My cousin was a baby and was crying at nite My grandma and her mom both thought the other one was gonna rock her to sleep The crying stopped in like a miniute the next day my cuz was asleep in a rocking chair with a bottle they had never seen before and smeelled like old lady Thay later found out a old lady died in that rocking chair that was their when they moved in

[raphael90]

I was like 7 and on night somones hand was pressed on my window I got scared The next night it happend again i figured out who i thought it was till one night the hand was there and the person i thought it was called me..I Was very scared and i ran out side with a hockey stick screaming "Im Gonna Kill you crazy hand man"" It never happend again

Okay...see, I'm almost 21 and things like this freak me out still. I'm going to be thinking about someone harassing me at my bedroom window for a while now! :lol:

[Machias Banshee]

I love New England for the sheer number of Ghost stories we have. Theyre Everywhere!! :D

Well, I just spoke to one of the senior students, and they helped clear up some of the stories I had been told...

Lesse...here on campus. Real people, real stories.
The ghosts of Doward

In Dorward Hall, several people have witnessed a strange figure standing on the balcony of the main and sub-main balconies. Back in the late 60s early 80s, one night, 13 young female students gathered in the room beside the balcony. Some of my classmates live in that room. the three occupants invited ten friends over and took part in a ouija board session. For some odd purpose, each had a candle with them.
What I have been informed is that one at a time, as each girl's candle went out, they strangely got to their feet and hung themselves from the balcony. The next morning all 13 girls were found hanging from the balcony. The room is still in use(by my friends), which has had repeated issues of flickering lights and other strange anomalies.

Jake
There is a male ghost that likes to pay visits to the residents of Dorward hall. people have woken in the night, feeling something like a weight on their feet, sometimes hot, sometimes cold. Thsi might tie into the story of a child ghost that lives in what was formerly the Resident Director's living quarters. The sound of a swing could be heard only when standing in the doorway...

Hell
There are several floors in Dorward hall, the bottom most being the Arctic. There used to be a floor in use below, but for reasons refused to be told, it has been locked, barred, soldered and otherwise restricted from entry on punishments of fines and dismissal. There has been stories that down in its dark halls is where satan had once came upon the floor, attacking many of the students living there. some rumors speak of blood left uncleaned, strange noises, and even banging on the door late at night, and screams of desperation and begging for escape. People who live on Arctic have heard the sound of running below their hall, almost like the sound of a bouncing ball (long gaited individual?). No one ever goes down at night.

Kimball Hall
The other older building of the campus currently houses a small cafe, game room, and several teacher offices. Before this came to be, the building had been apartment housing for families. One night there had been a major fire, killing almost all of the residents. It is said that in the evening, the sound of children running through the halls can be heard, and the wing which holds the school's radio station is actually where the most people died, and the most sounds can be heard.
The Tree
There once was a very large, distorted pine tree out behind Sennett Hall. It has recently been removed from the properties. There is a story about a male student who committed suicide there back in the early 60s. Some claimed thatone could see indentations in the branch where the rope had been tied. No one had ever been allowed to climb the tree, and some even today say that the stump was harboring evil...

Bad little Falls
Back in the earlier days, there used to be log mills all along the falls here. A close friend of mine was visiting the park there by the falls one night. He told me, that he was standing there, watching the waterfalls, when a cloud of fog suddenly moved in on the water below the falls and the park where he was standing. He started hearing voices and the sound of machinery. He looked out onto the water to find hundreds of logs in the water, filling the entire width of the canal. (To this day, there are endless numbers of logs that have sank to the bottom of the river.) On the logs stood men in working clothes, with large "hooked spear things". Suddenly one of the men fell in, and the logs managed to cover where he had fallen in, resulting in the man's drowning. The fog quickly lifted, and the water was dead still again...

Elsewhere in Maine
Desert of Maine
Back in 1797, a man by the name of Thomas Grayson had built himself up a large farm estate. He told his second wife that when he died, the farm was to go to his son, David. The man eventually died, but instead of giving the land to their son as she had promised, the wife gave it to her own son from a previous marriage. Things seemed well for a few years.
Then one day, a small saucer-sized ring of sand appeared to have been pushed up from the soil near the barn. The sand grew daily, and eventually covered all of the formerly fertile land, including trees, plows, the springhouse, and even part of the barn. At its worst, 800 acres were covered with sandy dunes and valleys. And that is supposedly how the Desert of Maine came to be, this present day...

[Voltron]

Hell
There are several floors in Dorward hall, the bottom most being the Arctic. There used to be a floor in use below, but for reasons refused to be told, it has been locked, barred, soldered and otherwise restricted from entry on punishments of fines and dismissal. There has been stories that down in its dark halls is where satan had once came upon the floor, attacking many of the students living there. some rumors speak of blood left uncleaned, strange noises, and even banging on the door late at night, and screams of desperation and begging for escape. No one ever goes down at night.



Dean-"WHAT HAPPENED DOWN THERE?"

Student-"It was horrible! Satan came and he swiped some booze from the cooler; so then Dave Porter shoved him and said 'Bring it, biotch!' Satan said he just wanted to party but Dave and his friends pulled a knife on him, then Satan busted out this Ju Jitsu Kung Fu **** beaten the crap out of everyone! It was terrible! I'm gonna have a black eye..."

I'd love to see the Dean's face when they heard that one.

[Meira-Bates]

Dean-"WHAT HAPPENED DOWN THERE?"

Student-"It was horrible! Satan came and he swiped some booze from the cooler; so then Dave Porter shoved him and said 'Bring it, biotch!' Satan said he just wanted to party but Dave and his friends pulled a knife on him, then Satan busted out this Ju Jitsu Kung Fu sh** beaten the crap out of everyone! It was terrible! I'm gonna have a black eye..."

I'd love to see the Dean's face when they heard that one.

Somehow just thinking of a student saying that in the first place made me burst out laughing ^.^

[Machias Banshee]

:lol: That sounds like something that would happen at one of the frat parties, tho...

Well, they swore on their lives that some strange demon came after them. Students were found DEAD...

[JaffleMan]

My house has had heaps of freaky things happen in it but these things sort of occur in patterns. eg: a few things will happen than a year or two down the track a few more things will happen.

I'll just list off a few of my experiences.

One night i was really tired but desperately needed to get up to get a glass of water cause my throat was as dry as hell. So half asleep i stumbled down the hallway and into the kitchen to get a drink of water. As soon as i got to the sink I felt a chill (sort as if theres a presence, I'm sure many of you have felt it before too) and turned the tap on. Once the glass was poured I went to turn the tap off but the thing turned itself off. I was that sh*t frightened I threw the water into the sink and made a hasty walk back to my bed and hid under the cover's for the whole night and the whole time it felt as if somthing was there in the room with me.

Another time was in the middle of the day and i was home with my little brother. I was in the kitchen making toast and I heard someone whistling a weird tune, it was a kinda happy tune. I looked all over the place to find out where it was coming from but couldn't find anybody but it was freaky as it seemed to be coming from right next to me. I asked my brother inside if he heard anything but he hadn't heard anything.

Once when I was little i was playing on the old NES and someone walked by my bedroom and said good morning to me and i thought was my brother. Then about 30 seconds later my brother walked by in the same direction and I told him that i thougt I saw him just walk by but he claimed it wasn't him. And it could not have possibly been anyone else cause my brother's room at that time was the only one to the right of my bedroom. I guess he could have been playing tricks on me but I doubt it.

Another time I was going out for a late night run with my bro just for the fun of it. Down the road we got to a cluster of tree's and somthing from behind them went "SHHHHHH!!" just like a person telling someone to shut up. We were both asking eachother if we heard it and put it to some farm equpment or a leaking wate rpipe or somthing and kept running. Then abou 2 minutes later somthing really fast ran across the road. Of course we both sh*t ourselves and ran back home.

This none is probably the most freakiest thing that happened to me. I was having a shower and all of a sudden the lights went out. And just before I had time to think somthing pushed the shower curtains into me and then the lights went back on. I couldn't sleep for about 3 days.

These sorta things have happened to people in our family quite a lot but we don't really talk about them (unless we're getting pissed or ghosts are the topic of converstaion). I guess people can get paranoid and the mind can play tricks on them but from my experiences I'll never believe that.

Another freaky thing that just come to mind was with meine opa (grandfather). He had a dog that was well over 20 years old that had one bind eye and by all rights should have been dead. When my Opa passsed away my Grandmother would take the dog to the cemetry to pay Opa a visit and the dog wopuld always wimper on his grave and leak in the exact same spot. About 11 months later the dog seemed to be on it's last legs but about a week before the first anniversary of my Opa's death, the dog started to heal up really good and amazingly his eye healed up and wasn't clouded anymore. Then on the exact day a year later from Opa's death the dog walked into Oma's kitchen and was looking really healthy and licked her legs and went back ouside. Oma went out about a few seconds later and the dog was dead, almost exactly at the very same time as my Opa's death. That was one thing that really got me thinking and has changed my perspective of an afterlife entirely.

[愛]

One dark and stormy night I was eating a #2 in my local Wendy's. I was talking happily with my friend about various blasphemy like usual. We were having a good time, but that all changed suddenly, as the lights went out and my friend disappeared out of nowhere. Next thing I knew, I was staring straight at the great Lord himself. Jesus was sitting across from me. He gave me a friendly greeting and asked me how I was. I couldn't make out any words, I was speechless and couldn't believe what I was seeing. It took me a few seconds, but I finally asked, "what do you want with me? Have you come to take me to Heaven?" He laughed and shook his head. "No, my son. I have come to ask why you have to gamer hate? You constantly speak my name in vain in this secluded place without any knowledge of what I stand for. That is why I have come here. I want you to throw down in Mario Kart: Double Dash!" So I did. We played a few rounds and he totally wrecked me. He was getting 3 red shells and blue shells left and right. I couldn't believe it. "How do you do it, Jesus," I asked him. He just smiled, and a flash of light blinded me. A few seconds later, I woke up to my friend calling my name several times. "Dude, are you okay?" I smiled and said, "yeah, dude, I'm cool. Say, you wanna go home and throw down in some Mario Kart: Double Dash?"

[Brodie]

You are one f*cked upCowboy.