TRUE GHOST STORIES
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THE REAL PARANORMAL PSYCHIC

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PARAPSYCHOLOGY AND THE STUDY OF THE PARANORMAL
WE ARE NOT ALONE
GHOST ON THE WEB
WEE SCOTTISH VILLAGE
GHOST TOUR COMES ALIVE
THE PENAL COLONY DOWN UNDER IS ALIVE WITH GHOSTS
WHERE TO DAD?
A CLICHÉ
SO LAID-BACK
EARLY ONE MORNING
THE ABANDONED PROPERTY
SOUTHERN DRAWL
THE GOAT-MAN COMES A CALLING
THREE GHOSTS AND A SHADOW PERSON
THE WHITE LADY
THE ROCKING CHAIR WITH A LIFE OF ITS OWN
THE UNINVITED HOUSE GUEST
THE GUEST WHO KEEPS OTHER GUESTS AWAY
A HAPPY HOUSE GONE WRONG
AN ORIENTAL EXPERIENCE
HE WALKS BUT WITHOUT LEGS
A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY
THE FOX SISTERS REVISITED
GETTYSBURG SOLDIER
A PLANNED SLEEPOVER FOR TWO – PLUS 1
LOONEY TUNES TO THE RESCUE
THE GRIM REAPER COMES CALLING
THE BABY IS ON ITS WAY
LIVING AND WORKING WITH THE OTHER WORLD
A PREMONITION
PSYCHOKINESIS I
PSYCHOKINESIS II
POLTERGEIST ACTIVITY ON THE HOME FRONT
THE DEAD CAT WHO COMES TO VISITS
NOT WITHOUT GRANDMOTHER, YOU WON’T
ENERGY ALL AROUND
A GHOST FOR COMFORT
AND COMFORT FROM GRANDPA
NARNIA REVISITED
A PRESENT FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE
OUIJA BOARD
ANOTHER DIMENSION
OLD RESIDENTS RETURN TO THEIR HOME
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
REMINDER
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Parapsychology And The Study of the Paranormal

People often think that it is the more flamboyant phenomena of parapsychology – the ghost stories and poltergeists, people who work miracles, and the like – that keep researchers hammering away at a subject matter that at times seems very reluctant to give up any secrets.

Not so. The driving force behind our efforts can be found in the unusual experiences of thousands of quite ordinary men and women.

Richard S. Broughton; Parapsychology: The Controversial Science (1992)

We Are Not Alone

I was with a friend who had recently moved into a new apartment. She had been living there alone for about a week or two when she mentioned her house possibly being haunted. She spoke of things in the walls, vents, the mirror that conveyed mental images to her, and occasionally sound and smell.

I personally got a strange prickling sensation on my skin when I went near each area.

Some time after she moved into the apartment, she began unveiling and discovering symbols all over the place, each interconnected with the others. I remember one of them being a number seven.

I mentioned to my friend that I’d recently had some arguments with my mother and also that I had been seeing a lot of spiders, in my own house. My friend told me that the spider was a symbol of some number of things, one of them being disharmony with one’s mother. Adding to this, a single strand of spider webbing kept appearing in different areas each time our conversation died, over an 8-10 hour period. It seemed to just come down from the ceiling or sky (the apartment was on the second floor, and included a back patio).

However, it was not visible while either of us was talking about it or speaking of it. But as soon as it was forgotten, it would reappear, causing an initial refraction of light (both sun and natural).

I think that the last time I saw it was on the patio. I reached out and grabbed it, then proceeded to wrap it around my hands. It came downward for a good 5-10 minutes, and by this time I thought I had very thin silk gloves. I tried to wipe it off my hands, but it would not all leave and, being curious, I began pulling on it more which caused it to then come from the ground in front of the apartment for another five minutes.

While trying to end the fiasco, I noticed two kids were skateboarding on a sidewalk across the parking lot, in front of another apartment replicate, while a mother watched them. I think that only one of the boys was her son. The first kid did a trick jumping off the sidewalk about five feet to the parking lot, causing the second kid to try to imitate. He failed twice, and an image of the boy landing the trick flashed in my head after I remembered the web on my hand. Knowing this, I told my friend the boy was going to land the next one, and that I did not need to see the end. The kid was ready to give up, but my friend shouted encouragement to him, helping him to try one more time.

By the time I reached her kitchen counter and sat down, I heard the skateboard hit the cement, and the ensuing shouts of the boys and mother. The rest of the evening continued with idle flame staring that produced multiple images and sensations. I returned to the patio at nightfall, and noticed a brilliant full moon, and then a sparkle out of the corner of my eye. It was the web strand, hanging from nothing but the sky.

This time I only admired it, and saw a reflection of myself in the moon.

I awoke the next morning with a different outlook.

To this day, I experience short premonitions. They can occur during daydreams, meditation, and sleep. Sometimes, strangers will be affected by my thoughts, and do what I imagine directly beforehand, or respond to unasked questions. Words build up in my head and, right before vocally releasing them, I feel them leave through my forehead, probably through my Third Eye, for a lack of a better term, which is said to have something to do with the pineal gland. I also think I’ve changed a few stoplights and computer processes, but I could be crazy.

Ghost On The Web

I was sitting on a couch and my friend was on the computer and we both saw a ghost sitting next to me on webcam but could only see her clothes but not her face.

Wee Scottish Village

My first experience of ghosts (actually, there were three in the same place) was in a small village in Scotland.

It was in a home that had been converted from two fishermen's houses that were hundreds of years old. The owners of the home often had lodgers but they never stayed long, as they all experienced the resident apparitions. The ghost upstairs moved things.

On one occasion, I witnessed all the windows banging shut at exactly the same time as music and lights went off ... although the electricity was still on in the village and in other parts of the house. On this occasion, I couldn’t get out of the room immediately because the exits were jammed shut. So, I talked to the ghost (as you do in such circumstances) and got the feeling his name was Callum. Certainly a puzzling experience and one I don’t understand.

The downstairs ghost was far more frightening, although seldom seen outright. It came to me as a black shadow and was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t breathe/ It was like a great pressure was exerted on my chest, followed by a horrendous headache that caused some of the worst pain I’ve ever known.

I remember thinking at the time that this presence was a woman, and a very bad one, at that. There was also a ghost cat in the house that appeared and then disintegrated in front of me. It would do the same in front of others, an on some occasions it would materialise, as if from tiny little balls, like specks of dust.

This was the first, although unfortunately, not the last time that I experienced ghosts.

Ghost Tour Comes Alive

This experience took place in the old Tuberculosis Hospital of Louisville, Kentucky. Before going into the building I was very convinced that there was no such thing as a ghost, demon, or spiritual entity. I was the biggest sceptic in the whole group that entered the place that night.

We were on a ‘ghost tour’ given by the Waverly Hills Historical Society. Towards the end of the tour, when we were on the fourth floor of the building we looked towards the end of the hall. The halls in this place are very long, probably 3/4 the length long of a football field. At the end of the hall, there appeared to be something, not sure what, moving about.

The guide told everyone to cut the flashlights. He then used a laser pointer and scanned the end of the hall. When he did this the laser point hit the back of the far wall but, when he moved the light to a particular point in the hall, it hit what appeared to be some form of fog or mist (not really sure what it was).

The red light from the laser diffracted downwards and shone on part of the floor. It somehow illuminated the ‘thing" and made it look red. However, the most disturbing part of this is the fact that the "thing’ as it was moved towards our tour group that consisted of seven, maybe ten people.

This was a very disturbing scene to many of the people in the group. Some of the girls started crying. Then, one of the guys in the group turned on his flashlight and shone it at the ‘thing’. There was nothing there. At that very instance, the whole area where we were standing became chillingly cold. The guide had a digital thermometer on him. The temperature in the building had been 63 degrees F when we entered. It was now 31 degrees F. The temperature change didn’t last long though. It was gone within about 30 seconds. The temperature then went back to 63 degrees F again.

This was a life-changing event for me. In fact, it has changed the whole way I look at life. I do sometimes question what I saw in that old hospital that night. The scientist in me is constantly looking to find a physical explanation for what happened, but I have yet to come up with anything that makes sense.

The Penal Colony Down Under Is Alive With Ghosts

I was living in Tasmania for five years in the early 90's. The house we rented had unexplained patches of cold air including one area, where the heavy door into the lounge would sometimes close on its own.

One night my baby son, who normally slept thru the night, was inconsolable. I picked him up and took him to lay on couch with me near ‘the door’ and a coldness swept over me. Then, I shuddered and my whole body trembled powerfully as I felt something ‘pass through me’.

Next, my baby son, who was resting on my chest, shuddered too. I was terrified! I can only say that I feel a ‘ghost passed through both of us. I went cold as it happened and the energy shift was powerful.

I am science-trained, and a non-believer in God. However, this experience convinced me that either I was going mad at the time (which I wasn’t) or something less tangible occurred in the house that night.

I now believe that ghost wanted us to leave. Prior to this night, I had ignored, even denied the existence of the waves of cold air in the house. I even explained away the door closures. However, that night freaked me out so much we moved out soon after.

At the college where I was teaching at the time I discussed this with the other staff members. They concurred that many people experience ghosts in Tassie (Tasmania). Maybe it’s because Tasmania was once a cruel, brutal penal colony? The theory goes that there are loads of souls wandering around the island, still lost in limbo.

Nothing like that had happened to me before and nothing like it has happened since.

Where To Dad?

I left my weekly college class late one night, around 10 p.m. and walked towards my car in the underground parking lot. Since the lot is almost empty at this time of night, a group of us students always walked to the lot together and dispersed to our respective cars.

I was extremely exhausted this particular night and I worried about whether I would be able to stay awake during the 20 minutes drive home. I am female, and as a safety precaution, I always make it a point to check under my car as I approach it. This night was no exception, despite my exhaustion.

Assured that there was no one hiding under my car, I got in the driver's seat, still worried about the drive home. I prepared to back out of my parking spot and looked in my rear view mirror as usual. As soon as I did so, I saw an image of an old man sitting in my back seat (not directly behind me but diagonal - i.e., behind the front passenger seat).

My heart leaped to my throat and I whipped my head around towards the back seat (I was terrified that someone had in fact broken into my car and was waiting to assault me). There was no one there. I even looked at the car floor and searched around, to assure myself that I was in fact alone and safe. Once I had reassured myself, I slowly proceeded to back out of the spot, drive out of the lot, and head home, glancing in my mirror every now and then.

During the entire drive home, I kept going over the event in my head, trying to make sense of it all. I KNEW what I saw - I didn't imagine it! It was definitely an old man, though the image was a bit grey and somewhat transparent (like ghosts would look, I suppose).

It wasn't until I was almost home that it dawned on me. That day was my father's birthday. He had passed away just a year or two before then. Perhaps he visited me to help me stay awake on my drive home. Well, that certainly woken me up and kept me alert for the entire drive - no doubt about it!

A Cliché

While walking to the railway station in Blackheath, NSW Australia I saw two apparitions.

I am a sceptic so I looked for logical explanations such as light reflection, mist etc. but there was nothing to explain the two figures I saw. They hovered motionless below a sign for about a minute and then floated across the road and disappeared into a solid embankment.

It sounds corny but this occurred just in front of Blackheath cemetery. No other sensations accompanied the event; no sounds or change in temperature and no fear. It is the only time in my life that I can say I have seen a ghost.

So Laid-Back

I was sitting on my friends couch (I was dozing). I looked over in the hallway and saw a white figure standing there.

I told my friend and she said ‘that’s the ghost that’s in my room’.

Early One Morning

My Dad had just woken me up to get ready for school. I decided to sit up in my bed for a while and I could hear my Dad getting in the shower.

For some reason I looked over at my parents’ room and there was someone sitting up in their bed. I thought it was my Mom but then I put on my glasses and there was a spirit or ghost staring at me, and sitting next to my Mom. It was white and had holes where the eyes should have been. I laid right back down in my bed and didn't move until my Dad came back in to get me up.

The Abandoned Property

I was nine years old and we used to play on the property of an old house. The house had no floors or windows; the doors were all boarded up.

One day, while raiding the cherry trees in the front of the property, we spotted an old lady in a long black skirt, white shirt, apron and cap. She marched out of the front door of the property and raised a shotgun towards us. She fired a shot that seemed to hit the tree close to us, but we didn’t go and check. Instead, we high tailed it out of there quick smart.

I came back the next day with my cousin. We checked the house out thoroughly. There were no windows, curtains, or floorboards, and the door was barricaded shut. This time we did check that tree that copped the shot. There was no bullet mark.

To investigate further we went around the back, to the barn. The door to the lock up was open; we went inside; took the stairs to the attic. I crossed the attic floor and my cousin followed.

The floor gave way and he landed in the stables below. I fell backwards and landed on a book, that wasn’t there before. The book was about the supernatural and ghosts. I took the book home and read it three times at least. After that, the book disappeared!

My interest in the supernatural has grown ever since.

Southern Drawl

I was visiting family in Louisiana about a year ago, and I stayed in my aunt's home.

One evening, the family was gathered together and we were watching the children play with a puppy. I saw, what I thought was, my cousin walk past a doorway in the hallway, next to where we were seated.

I assumed my cousin was going to hide from the children and scare them by jumping out at them, when they least expected it.

After several minutes of me waiting for the surprise to happen, the children left to go home with their Mom. That left my aunt, my uncle, another cousin, my husband, and myself in the room.

After the children departed, I yelled to the cousin, who I assumed was still hiding, to come out. I casually mentioned to her mom (my aunt) that I had seen her walk by some time ago, and that she must have wanted to scare the kids.

My aunt, sat calmly and stated in her southern drawl, 'Honey, there's no one back there'. I was certain, and without a doubt, that my cousin had walked right past me in that hallway. I saw her! My aunt looked at me again, with a slight smile, and said, 'I'm tellin' you honey, nobody's there, go see'.

So adamant was I that she was wrong, I marched out with the remaining cousin and checked the guest room and bathroom. There was nowhere for anyone to go; it was a dead end hallway.

I walked back to the living room, with disbelief and a dropped jaw, and stuttered, 'But, I saw her, right there’.

In an attempt to calm me down, my aunt told us the history of the house and all the previous activity they have experienced over the last 20+ years. My aunt has never felt malice from the ghost, and in fact, welcomes his presence. She thinks he's there looking over her family. However, other family members think differently.

Upon retiring for the night, I walked into my guest room, announced that I knew the ghost was in there, and asked that he let me alone to get some sleep. He did leave me alone, but I didn't sleep well. How could I?

The Goat-Man Comes A Calling

I was sitting on the bed getting ready to watch some DVDs (not going to sleep, light was on) and I had the DVD player off.

I was still getting settled in and thinking about getting a snack from downstairs before starting the show. It was around 2 a.m. and my normal bedtime is between 5 a.m. and 6 a.m. so I wasn't tired yet.

I turned towards the dresser next to the bed and, as I did this, I had an image flash in my mind. I 'felt' a presence. Behind me, at the bathroom door, there was a goat-man sitting on the floor smiling at me. He was about four foot tall, if he'd stood up. I was completely overcome with fear.

I'm not frightened of ghosts or demons, and I believe they're around us all the time. Up till that night, I'd never had a vision sighting before, and I was paralysed with fear. Something told me not to turn around, even if it was to prove to myself there was nothing there. But, I so desperately wanted to!

The whole experience lasted almost a full minute. That's how long it took me to gather the courage to move and go to the kitchen. I never did glance towards the bathroom door before I left the room.

I tried to forget about this whole thing but a few days later, I looked online for people who had had similar experiences. I discovered that there is a goat-man demon from Europe who is sighted around mine, digging, well disaster sites and, what I saw fits the description exactly.

This research was even more unsettling for me because that bathroom, in the basement, has faulty plumbing and is unusable. Since the room is in the basement, the piping runs under a false floor, with the sink and commode raised about a foot off the actual basement floor. To access the pipes would require the tearing up of the bathroom floor.

This happened about four years ago, and generally, I try not to think about the experience too much. Unfortunately, retelling the story has brought it all back to me, and now, I do not care to dwell on it any more.

I'm not prone to experiences like the one I had that night, and, it was so out-of-the-blue, I believe something awful was trying to frighten and torment me.

It hasn't manifested again since.

I am not a devout textbook Christian but I do have faith in God and Christ, and I believe that faith can shield people from the demons manifesting. I believe God allows demons to exist, so that we are tempted and tormented, to test our faith and quite honestly, it made mine stronger.

Three Ghosts And A Shadow Person

I was 20 years old, sleeping in my bed. I shared my room with two others who slept through this whole experience.

I woke up to find someone standing over me.

Immediately, I sat up and I called out thinking it was my friend. As I sat up and stared into a dark shadow, I slowly became more lucid, and realised this wasn't my friend.

Soon after this shadow dissolved and I became aware of an apparition standing in the corner of my room. Next, my attention was brought to that of a young girl in a dress, perhaps five years old, who was running through the bedroom door. As I followed her with my eyes, she ran toward the first ghost I saw in the corner, who had by then been joined by a third ghost.

All three stood with their back towards me, and the little girl stood between the two adult females. I looked at the digital clock next to my head - it was 4:00 a.m. I settled (that is hardly the word) down into my bed and rested back on my elbows. I was shaking and sweating.

I remember wondering what I was seeing and what had woken me in the first place. I pinched myself so many times I lost track of the small bruises I inflicted. All three of the ghosts were talking to each other. I could clearly hear them whispering, but was unable to make out any distinct words.

They seemed distressed or agitated, and I got the sense that they were a bit worried that I was watching.

I kept my eye on the clock until it was 4:45 a.m. They were still in the room.

I switched on the lamp next to my bed and poof – they were gone. Suddenly, there was neither hide nor hair of the trio!

I turned the light off, and never saw them again.

In total, there were four entities in the room that night. First, there was the one who woke me up, and that was a Shadow person. There were also three normal (is there such a thing?) ghosts. This night was the first of two times that I saw a shadow person. In neither case was I afraid of it. In fact, the second time, I sensed it was deeply concerned for me.

I am certain this was not a lucid dream.

The White Lady

I grew up in a house where we all saw the White Lady. She never spoke, but she always watched.

I started seeing her around the age of 12 years and the sightings continued until I moved out, when I was 18 years of age. I used to see her both when I was alone and when I was with others.

To this day, I still won't stay in that house alone.

The White Lady never spoke to me, and I never got any sense of what she wanted, only that she watched us.

We have all seen her, both inside the house and outside, in the back yard. I am now convinced that she may have been murdered on the property, due to other ghostly experiences that happen in that same house.

The Rocking Chair With A Life Of Its Own

I was living in a very old brick home in England at the time this experience happened.

The house was built in the 18th century. It was a two storey home, with a ground floor central hall way and there were smaller rooms that ran off that. There was a stairway in the hallway that lead to the second storey where two bedrooms were located.

One of the rooms downstairs was quite small but it contained a fireplace and an antique rocking chair. I bought that chair at auction in a nearby town. It had a split in the seat that ran from the front of the chair to about halfway up the seat. That split did not reach the bottom of the seat. When weight was placed on the chair it rocked and it creaked. If no weight was on the chair seat, it did not squeak at all.

One evening, about two days after bringing the chair home, I was awakened by the muffled sound of the chair making a noise (the door to that room was closed). I walked downstairs, quite puzzled and wondering who would be seated on the chair.

As I stood by the door, still in the hallway, it did cross my mind that I had a burglar in the house. I finally summonsed enough courage to open the door quickly and jumped back out of the way. What I saw was the chair cease its rocking movement in a darkened room.

I turned on the light and looked around and, of course, there was nothing unusual there. The chair was still. I pushed it with my hand and it was silent as I rocked it. I then sat down on the chair and rocked it a few times. As expected, the creaking noise started with my weight on it.

I sat there wondering what could possibly have caused the noise I heard and then I decided to go back upstairs to my wife and bed.

As I left the room and closed the door, the rocking chair started to creak again. I opened the door as fast as I could and caught the chair, once more, slowing down its movement to a standstill. Now, the goose bumps and fear really hit me.

I stood in that doorway with the door open. My wife called down from the top of the stairs wanting to know what I am doing. I told her what was going on and she came halfway down the stairs to take a peek into the room with me. I decided to leave the door open and assured her all would be well. I wish I could say that I believed what I was telling her.

As I walked behind her and reached the top of the stairs, the rocking chair started again and the creaking was much louder, as the door was open. I literally fell down the stairs and picked myself up to watch it rocking before my eyes. It made no effort to stop this time and continued for about an hour.

I never left the doorway. I never saw a ghost or spirit but this continued for about a month until I took the chair and tossed it on the local dump. I couldn't take it anymore!

The Uninvited House Guest

In 1987, I was living in a rented house in Georgia, USA along with four roommates.

We lived there for just over a year and, during that time, we had several experiences with what we later became convinced was an actual ghostly presence. The house was well over a hundred years old and was built sometime just after the American Civil War.

The house was an old two storey, five bedroomed home with both an attic and full basement. One week after moving in, we were all asleep in our rooms when we were all awakened by the screams coming from a roommate. We all jumped out of bed and rushed into her room. She was sitting up in bed, saying that she'd woken up to see the dark figure of a man standing next to her bed, looking down at her.

She also said that when she screamed, the figure turned and walked out of the room. She was very scared and highly agitated! I and the other male roommate immediately checked the inside and the outside of the house, but we could find no intruder. (This happened around two or three o'clock in the morning).

We finally got her to calm down and everyone went back to bed. We later chalked up this first incident to nervousness about living in a new home that just happened to be old, creaky and somewhat spooky. However, our flatmate would not hear of that explanation and continued to insist that she had seen the dark figure. She also refused to stay in the house alone after that.

About two weeks after this first incident, we were again all asleep when suddenly there was a very loud crash and the sound of tinkling glass from the hallway that separated the bedrooms.

Again, we all jumped out of bed and ran out into the hall where we found a mirror that had been mounted on the bathroom door, shattered into hundreds of pieces all over the floor. Since everyone had been asleep, we could not figure out how this had happened, as the mirror frame was still securely fastened to the door and only the glass had broken.

Later, similar poltergeist activity occurred. There was one instance when I was home alone watching television. Three candles that were on the fireplace mantle suddenly fell to the floor, as if someone had swept them off with a hand.

Then, there was the phenomena that we all experienced at one time or another where personal objects and other items would go missing, only to turn up later in a place where the owner would swear that he/she had not left them. On one occasion, missing car keys were found right in the middle of the person's bed, even though a thorough search had been previously conducted by everyone who was home at that time.

Other unexplained instances came in the form of tapping sounds coming from the attic and the basement.

There was only one sighting of an entity, and that was by someone other than those who lived in the house. We were having a party at our place and a houseguest, who none of us had met prior to the party, was taking a personal tour of the place on her own. She suddenly came running up from downstairs saying that she had just seen a man standing in the corner of the basement. She said that when she had called out to him, he disappeared!

We went down to the basement to check and found nobody there. There was only one entrance leading into or out of the basement and someone trying to play a trick would not have been able to escape past anyone without being seen. The houseguest was a new acquaintance whom we determined had no prior knowledge that our place might be haunted.

Toward the end of our time in the house, my wife and I were out at a restaurant one evening having dinner. We struck up a conversation with another couple sitting at a table nearby, who were complete strangers to us and we met them by total chance. They asked us where we were living and when we told them they said, 'We used to live there. Which street do you live on?'

We told them and they replied, 'We used to rent a house on that same street. What is your address?' We gave them our address and they said, 'We used to rent that exact same house,' immediately followed by, 'Have you seen the ghost yet?'

Well, you can imagine that both my wife and I were completely flabbergasted to receive such validation about our 'ghost problem' from two complete strangers! We compared notes with them and they told us about many strange happenings they had witnessed in the house.

The Guest Who Keeps Other Guests Away

As a child (until I was nine years of age) I lived in a haunted house with my parents and sister. However, it wasn't until years after we moved out that our parents told us that the old house was haunted.

Apparently, late at night, usually well after us kids had gone to sleep, someone could be heard walking around in the bathroom, but when Mum and Dad investigated this they found the lights off and the room empty.

Even though us kids didn't know about the haunting at the time, we were always terrified of passing by that bathroom door at night, on the way to our bedroom.

When I was about five or six years old, I awoke one night to see the faintly luminous face of an old woman (with no body attached) peering around the doorway into the room I shared with my sister.

She appeared to be around 50 years of age, or so and her hair was tied up in a bun. I remember thinking at the time that her hairstyle reminded me a bit of a Japanese geisha. There was nothing startling about the experience. I got the impression she was just checking in on us kids. I went back to sleep and thought nothing of it until years later when our parents told us about the ghost in our old house.

For all I know it may have been just a dream, but me dreaming of a ghost, just the once, while in a house that I didn't even know was haunted at the time seems too much of a coincidence.

Our immediate family weren't the only people to experience the hauntings.

Apparently, as my parents told me later, friends and family who stayed the night only ever did so once. Our Aunt once came to stay for a week. After one night in the house she insisted on sleeping in the caravan in the backyard for the rest of her stay.

Of course, my experience and the fact that we kids were terrified of the bathroom at night, could have been all due to us picking up our parents' feelings, on a sub-conscious level. On the other hand, could everyone else who ever stayed the night also be expected to be sensitive enough to do the same?

The last house that I lived in had a very strong impact on my belief in the paranormal.

A Happy House Gone Wrong

We rented this house, which was built in 1917, and within a week of moving in I witnessed an apparition.

Besides experiencing a few small things as a child, I had never had any major experience like this before.

I watched, out of the corner of my eye, as a well dressed, moustached gentleman in a long coat walked through my desk. He was a pale image but nonetheless, he was there one moment and gone the next.

A few weeks later, while cooking dinner, my boyfriend patted me on the bum and I turned to return the gesture of affection, only to find he was standing 12 feet away on the other side of the room.

There was no way possible it could have been him. He saw nothing either.

Shortly afterwards, following on from this incident, I awoke in the early hours of the morning to find my bedroom completely altered.

The lighting was lighting; there was old wallpaper and antique furniture.

I blinked and the room returned to normal. I am certain I was not dreaming.

As time progressed, both my boyfriend and our roommate began to experience phenomena as well. There was the sound of the front door opening and closing for hours, when it was quite obviously locked. Doors would open and close for now apparent reason.

During this time, we began having severe problems with our landlord, despite being good tenants, to the point of having to call the police because he was robbing our back shed.

The energy in the house kept growing heavier and darker and our landlord became more irrational. Eventually, we had to seek a lawyer and to end our tenancy.

I was devastated because I had fallen in love with the home, despite its ghostly inhabitants. I remember as we left, feeling that if we couldn't have that home I didn't want anyone else to live there. Strangely, the house remained unrented for six months following our tenancy, in a town with a .03 per cent vacancy rate.

Following that, it was demolished and a new home is now underway.

I have no explanation for what we experienced, but it has drastically affected the way I view the world.

An Oriental Experience

I was sleeping, and awoke to find a horrifying face approaching me. I was not able to move or call for help. This all lasted perhaps a few minutes only.

I had to mentally fight the face, though and, only when it started to fade away, was I able to move and I ran to my parents' room.

Until this point in time, I had seen many apparitions and heard many unexplainable noises such as the doorbell ringing and knocking sounds on the front door (when there was obviously no one there), and our dog's footsteps on the stairs when in fact the dog was sleeping.

I wasn't frightened of these occurrences. However, this particular experience was terrifying. I was living in Japan at the time and I now know others have had similar experiences.

He Walks But Without Legs

My husband and I were walking our two dogs before sunrise. He had walked on ahead of me and didn't see what I am about to describe. Furthermore, I couldn't call out to him because I was in such shock that all I could do was just stand there and watch.

What I saw was in a field. It moved and, as it did, I saw it from three different angles. It was definitely three-dimensional.

At first it glowed bright white. Then, it grew dimmer as it moved towards me. It was shaped like a slender young male, but it had no legs. It glided above the ground rather quickly. It covered about 125 feet in 15 seconds or so.

Then, when it was about 30 feet from me it turned away towards the fence and dissolved.

It took a good full second for it to dissolve; that didn’t happen instantaneously.

Then, I broke into a cold sweat and took off to catch my husband and tell him about what I'd just seen.

At first, I wished I hadn't seen it! Now I have come to accepted it and, in fact, wouldn't mind seeing that thing again.

We have had strange poltergeist experiences in our home also.

I have also had strange feelings and dreams but what I’m describing here is the strangest and most unexplainable of them all, and the most life changing, for me.

My husband now wishes he had seen it, too. I wish I could find an explanation for this.

A Case Of Mistaken Identity

I have been told that I appear at different times and in different places when, in fact, I know I am somewhere else.

Apparently, I appeared on board a steamer going from Hull in the UK to Holland. A friend of mine, who was travelling on that ship, related to me that she had seen me (I think at about 7 a.m.) and she described my costume completely, a description that tallied with the clothes I was then habitually wearing.

I do not know whether I was asleep at the time of this sighting. I also am ignorant if I, or rather my simulacrum (likeness), said anything. I do know, however, that I was in England at the time.

The Fox Sisters Revisited

Probably the most convincing and strangest experience I have ever had followed a seminar I attended on the formation of the Spiritualist Church.

I have had many premonitions etc. in my life but most of them would have been hard to prove. This particular experience followed after my viewing of a film at an Spiritualist seminar.

The film was shown to around a dozen people. In the film, the Fox sisters who formed this church saw an apparition come out of the wall after hearing a lot of knocking. The apparition was that of a man. It was witnessed by the Fox sisters’ parents also.

The sisters formed the church after seeing this 'man' appear and, later in life, one of the sisters went insane and the other committed suicide.

I felt a bit disturbed by this film, just as the pastor warned we might be.

The following day (or day after) I took my ex-husband's stepmother out for afternoon tea. She was in her late eighties and was going a little senile. She had few social contacts. Probably, I was the closest person to her at this time.

Anyway, she started to relate a strange experience that she had on the night I was at the seminar. She had heard knocking on her wall, followed by a man coming out of it. She felt it was the spirit of her late partner.

I was freaked out, to say the least, as she described precisely what I had seen in the film. There is no way anyone could have told her about what I had seen that night.

Had she not been going senile I do not think she would have told me this story because it sounds improbable or like a psychotic hallucination. I warned her (as a Christian) that the vision she saw was not her late partner, but rather a demonic spirit.

My atheist ex-husband confirmed the story with her.

Gettysburg Soldier

I saw an apparition of a Civil War Union solider. He was marching, and in a flash of light, he turned and looked straight at me as he marched past. This took place in Gettysburg. I was so overwhelmed by this experience that, when I tried to describe what I had just seen, my voice changed.

A Planned Sleepover For Two – Plus 1

My daughter had a friend visiting and they were playing in her bedroom (both were girls about eight years of age).

It was early in the morning. My husband and I were still in bed spooned, both facing the same direction, looking through the open bedroom door down the hallway.

A tall, young girl walked out of a doorway and down the hall into the stairwell. The two girls came to see us a few seconds after. There was no other child in the house at the time.

My husband and I both saw the apparition. The girl appeared taller and older than the other children in the house. We were both extremely surprised and felt that it was probably a spirit of some sort.

I do remember feeling agitated when my husband said he thought the apparition was benign. That is not what I felt and, our daughter, from an early age has felt uneasy in that room.

I was eight years old and staying with my Grandparents. My stepfather has recently passed away. My Dad passed over to spirit when I was only 11 months old.

Looney Tunes To The Rescue

My "Dad" came to comfort me. He showed up as a tall, tall as the doorway, Bugs Bunny - his favorite character. I'd forgotten this fact for a moment after he appeared and it scared me! When I finally screamed, I was told that it was an apparition and not possible. It was only years later that I came to understand its significance, when I finally shared the experience with my Mother.

The Grim Reaper Comes Calling

I twice saw an apparition of a man, the same man.

First time was in the afternoon. I was in my bedroom at my vanity table (which my father had built). I turned around and the apparition was there. He wasn't life sized, but small like a portrait would be.

About two weeks later the second event happened. I was in the shower. I felt a cold breeze and the shower curtain opened up and there he was again. Only this time he was much bigger in size. This time I was so scared I actually ran screaming out the shower.

Many years later, I was somewhere else – can't think where – and I read a description of the Grim Reaper. From that description, I would say that my visitor was indeed he. I also remember reading that he is supposed to appear as a warning of impending death.

Coincidence? Or not? My Father, who had been ill many years, died at this time. His death was a shock to us, but not unexpected.

The Baby Is On Its Way

I was staying in a hotel with my wife. We were both asleep when I awoke to see a person standing at the foot of the bed.

He held up his hand in much like the way as Vanna White does on Wheel of Fortune. He was showing me something. Next to his hand I saw a baby sitting in a high chair, eating. The apparition looked at me and his eyes seemed to say 'it's all right, everything will be fine'.

Two days later my wife and I found out that she was pregnant.

Living and Working With the Other World

My first visual, paranormal experience was when I was 17 years old. I was living with my parents.

At around 3 a.m. and I awoke suddenly to see what I first thought was my mother sleepwalking into my room. I realised it wasn't her. In fact, I soon realised that my bedroom door was still closed, and that the bells that were hanging from it were not ringing.

A sense of shock then filled my body and my heart raced as I began to take in what I was seeing.

I watched a perfectly formed apparition stand at the foot of my bed looking out of the window for approximately five minutes. My room was dimly lit and I could see the clothing and the hair quite clearly. I was completely shocked at this point … being an agnostic, and all that!

After about that five minute period elapsed, the figure turned around and walked past me, as I sat in bed. The figure completely vanished as it went past me. My door remained closed. I freaked out!

That experience changed my life, and my opinion on life after death.

Since that time, these occurrences have become more frequent. In fact, as a young man they happen daily, and are so commonplace that they are a part of my every day life.

I work professionally as a 'soul rescuer'. In layman's terms, I get rid of ghosts for people. I also work as a psychic or medium, trance channel, healer etc. but I tend to use those skills as part of my work, rather than for public audiences.

A Premonition

My Grandmother passed away suddenly when she was 76 years old and I was just 17. I remember feeling when I hugged her goodbye for the last time that I would never see her again. She passed away within 12 hours of that hug.

Three months later, she appeared to me in an apparition, dressed in the clothes that she was buried in. She spoke to me in her broken English and said that she was all right, and that I would be all right too.

Psychokinesis I

I've had many different experiences that started early in life, as far back as when I was three years old.

I've experienced apparitions, poltergeist activity, etc. Typically, things happen soon after coming home from work or when I wake up in the morning. Examples include: dry dog food appearing in all the pot plants; washing machine starting up in the middle of the night; electrical appliances being turned off at the wall; things disappearing and then reappearing in different places, oftentimes with witnesses.

I've seen people physically attacked by unknown forces. They bear scratches and bite marks on their backs, in places they could not reach themselves (try biting yourself on the back). Admittedly, these are extreme cases but, generally speaking, this has been my experience for 40 years.

My close friends know that these events happen around me but I've never needed to seek help. Rationally, I just accept that these things exist and they exist around me. It has led me on a life long spiritual study, though!

Psychokinesis II

I am able to move objects using only my mind. I have done this not once but dozens of time. I can do it on demand. I have a friend who has been learning this technique with me and we are both getting much better at it, with practice.

I have also seen a ghost in the house I own and my wife saw the same apparition at the same time. We compared notes immediately afterwards and we saw the same figure.

Poltergeist Activity On The Home Front

I had a poltergeist experience in an old apartment that I lived in. Coincidently or not, it manifested itself around the time that my then boyfriend began to be abusive towards me.

At first, the TV set would come on every morning around 3:00 a.m. It would be so LOUD that I'd be woken by it and I'd have to get out of bed and turn it off. I called the TV company to see if it was a malfunction and they told me it could be someone else's TV remote interfering with our own signal. I found this interesting but unlikely since it never happened when the neighbours were awake or watching their TV sets.

Anyway, things got stranger and stranger the longer we lived there. Things went missing; there were unexplained noises; things even fell off the wall. Then, something or someone started tripping up my boyfriend. Twice he nearly fell down the stairs because of the ghost (by then he'd started calling it a ghost).

It never harmed me though. Sure, I'd seen it in action (e.g. all the lights coming on at the one time) but it never tried to harm me or make me feel scared. However, my boyfriend said he feared for his life.

Interestingly, it was around this time that my boyfriend was becoming more verbally and psychologically abusive of me and I was looking for a way to escape the relationship. One night a friend of my boyfriend decided to crash out on our couch. He wasn't even asleep when the light came on in the office, the chair moved across the floor and the PC started dialling up the internet, of its own accord. The friend left the apartment almost immediately. He wouldn't stay a moment longer than he had to.

I got rid of the poltergeist when I got rid of my ex-boyfriend! However, it has occasionally popped in for a visit, even here in my new home with my husband (who is not abusive!) When I get really angry or start to feel that helpless, overwhelming feeling that we all get at some time, usually the power will go out (sometimes only in one room) or something will fly across the room (one time right at my husband).

The Dead Cat Who Comes to Visits

Two experiences: once, with a Christian group, we prayed together and I felt what I could only describe as a presence come into the room. It literally filled the space around us, making it difficult for me to even breathe. This presence stayed with me for about three minutes.

Second experience: I saw the ghost of my beloved pet - a cat - that showed himself to me and other people in the house that I was living in.

Not Without Grandmother, You Won’t

Pictures were taken of my husband and me walking into our wedding reception.

In one particular picture (taken by a friend of the family) there appears to be some smoke around us, particularly over my head. In the same picture-setup that was taken by the photographer, the background is clear – there’s no smoke at all. There was no smoking in the hall where we had our reception and there were no candles in the room to create any smoke.

I got married on my Grandmother's birthday. I was very close to her until she died about a year before the wedding and the reception was held in a very old inn.

My family and I all believe this smoke was my Grandmother's ghost who had come to watch over me.

Note: there are many other pictures taken at our wedding reception that have orbs in them. These orbs are usually floating over various people’s heads. This picture of the 'smoke', as we call it, is different. Feeling that it was my Grandmother watching over me at my wedding makes me feel very happy. I like to think that she was there with us, enjoying our special day.

Energy All Around

I seem to be able to pull energies out of any object I chose to using eyes only. I am constantly surrounded by these energies and began to photograph them and learning more about them. Some are thought forms (influences) that seem to come from other people while other energies have manifested as actual ghosts, who seem to know that I see them.

I can be placed in total darkness and still be surrounded these energies and the rule in my house at night is that all of them much turn purple so that I can sleep.

There is just too much to tell about these entities in this writing.

A Ghost for Comfort

I was lying in bed one night, unable to sleep because my mother and my grandfather were arguing.

I had never heard them do that before, and it upset me very much. All of the sudden, I felt the edge of the bed go down in one spot, and when I looked, I actually saw a depression on the edge that looked exactly as though someone was sitting there.

I somehow *knew* that it was my Grandmother and, even though it was freaking me out more that the argument, I knew she was there to comfort me. That was my first experience with the ghost of someone I knew.

And Comfort From Grandpa

My experience had to do with when I was living with my parents shortly after another bad relationship had ended. I was feeling very alone and like I was never going to be able to provide a nice home and family life for my daughter besides just living with my parents my whole life.

One night I was lying in bed and I could smell cigarette smoke and my Grandmother's house. I had not been around anyone who had been smoking that day or for weeks, for that matter, and I also had not been to my Grandmother's house recently.

I fell asleep with these scents in the air and, all of sudden I sensed that everything was going to be all right. I believe I was sensing the presence of my Grandfather. We used to live next to him when I was growing up and I was always close to him. He actually died of lung cancer, when I was about 10 years old, and he smoked.

Even though I am slightly frightened of paranormal things and ghost this experience did not frighten me.

Narnia Revisited

It was at a birthday party and I was about eight years old.

I had told all my cousins my house was haunted and they didn't believe me. Of course, they wanted me to prove it was so, by making a ghost appear.

There was a closet in the center of my house that was notorious for having different ghosts popping out of it (closet dimensions being about 3ft deep x 4ft wide x 7ft tall). When I opened the closet with my cousins standing next to me, there was no closet space there at all!

Instead, what we found was a completely new room where the closet should have been. There was a white grand piano in the center, several paintings decorating the walls and an open window from which a breeze could be felt.

A Present From Beyond The Grave

My mother passed away when I was eleven, and my alcoholic, womanising father was given full custody of us children.

For my 21st birthday I asked my father for my Mother's tiny rose gold cross, to which my father responded that he had hocked it, along with all her other jewellery some six years earlier.

I knew my father was going bankrupt and I was aware that he had sold the expensive jewellery. However, I didn't think he would porn a $75 rose gold cross. My father ended up buying me a replacement cross for me but I was so upset I refused to accept any gifts from him.

A few weeks after my 21st birthday, I was watching a program on ghosts in London, whilst getting ready to leave for my Grandma's house. It was making me furious! I was thinking to myself, if there are such things as ghosts there should be one who is looking out for me, all things considered.

Then, the phone rang. It was my father and he was freaking out. He said he'd gone to his medicine cabinet (he's also fond of painkillers) and sitting on the shelf in front of his tablets was my Mother's gold cross.

He was still white when I picked it up that afternoon! So, I ended up getting a 21st birthday present from Mum, after all!

Ouija Board

My very first paranormal experience happened when I was living in an upstairs apartment with my boyfriend.

He found a bunch of old stuff on a hauling job and in it was a dirty ouija board. I shoved it under my daughter's bed and the day that thing came into our house was the day everything started happening.

I started to hear people walking about when there was no one else at home; things would go missing and then they would turn up on the selves; my daughter would say there was ghost under her bed. She was only five at the time.

It got to the point when I was scared to even be in that apartment by myself. My neighbor downstairs told me to pray, tell whatever it was to leave us alone, and to throw that devil board in the trash. I did all this, but we have moved several times since then and it seems like the thing follows us.

There is more but I cannot fit everything in here.

Another Dimension

I was driving along a country highway with my partner (later my husband) in the passenger seat. I was in my mid-twenties.

I suddenly saw, in front of me an image of my Grandfather in his hospital bed. Suddenly, I knew something was wrong or was happening to him. I didn't see anyone else there, just him. The image was located about 2-3 feet in front of my eyes, like a TV picture or a hologram. It was there one moment and then it went away.

The experience only lasted a short time, maybe 25 seconds?

The vision didn't stop me looking at the road. I could see through it and kept driving, but I was aware that I was seeing two things at once. Of course, I was very surprised and had a strong feeling of concern for my Grandfather, but I was not frightened.

I immediately told my partner what had happened. Later, I found out my Grandfather had died at that exact time.

I have never experienced anything like this before or since - not even when my own father died or anyone else, for that matter.

I am an atheist and don't believe in ghosts. Instead, I believe there is a logical, scientific reason for everything that happens in life, but we just don't know enough yet about the way our brains/bodies/the world works.

Old Residents Return to Their Home

My father was a nurse who worked at a nursing home. I was 10 years old at the time this experience happened.

Sometimes, I would go into work with him because I disliked staying home alone. I would sleep in the physical therapy room. We were very poor at the time.

On time I awoke in the middle of the night, for no reason at all. However, when I sat up, I saw in front of me three people. At first I was angry and confused because I had locked the door to keep all of the patients with dementia from entering the room, while I was asleep.

I called out, 'Get out of here' to these people who, by this time, were turned away from me, facing the wall. When I said this they turned around toward me. I believe they were two men and a woman, and all three were old. As they turned toward me I also realized that I could see right through them – right through their torsos. They looked at me. I looked at them. I wasn't frightened.

In fact, I was more excited than anything. I thought, 'wow, I'm seeing ghosts!' Anyway, they turned away from me, and I went back to sleep, and that was that.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Rosemary Breen is an author, appreneur, Internet marketer, and founder of two websites.

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