Ghost stories
 

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.

Try taunting them, see what happens.

Re: Ghost stories
 

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

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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.

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.

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

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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.....

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

Sounds like a good tourism idea.

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

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

Tell some more campus ghost stories There intesting

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.

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

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.

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:

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.

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