Haunted? Ghost Stories?

[scrapsandsass]

Do you believe in haunted houses? Or have you had an experience with one? Or have any good ghost stories?

I never believed in them until I lived in one. LOL. My mom had been living in Missouri with my baby sister, but she had to come back to Washington for a custody battle with my ex-stepdad. I was living in a tiny apartment at the time, so she convinced me to live with her and she knew of "a perfect place." LOL. A friend of hers knew someone who wanted to rent a house he had. Turns out it was a nightmare. He'd been renting to druggies who ended up squatting and trashed the place. Like it was so bad, it should have been condemned. But I'd already given notice on my apt and we had no where else to go, so we went in with a dump truck and literally cleaned out tons of crap. It was beyond disgusting. So once we finally cleaned, painted and moved in, it was somewhat livable. But we hadn't been there very long when weird things started happening. You'd hear things in another room, and once you went in there, no one was in it. You'd hear someone walking around or moving pots and pans in the kitchen or opening/closing cupboards, or moving boxes (in the storage room). My mom had a computer desk in there, and the computer would go wonky on a regular basis. More than a few times, I was in the bathroom early in the morning while everyone else was asleep and I'd hear someone outside the door. It sounded like a little kid who was breathing loud and had the sniffles. My mom heard similar things, but she actually heard someone calling, "Momma," and thought that it was one of the girls (but it wasn't). I went around a corner once and felt like I was running into someone, but there was no one there even though it felt like someone was. A lot of times when you'd enter a room, it felt like someone else was in there. My cat (who was Persian) would be terrified and go screaming around the house, with her fur sticking on end, acting like someone was chasing her. And then someone from my mom's church called her out of the blue and was telling that he'd had a dream of some young person who'd died (his name was Caleb) and wasn't at rest. He had no idea that we were experiencing weird things. :/ We were totally freaked out and going to move. We'd started packing, and My mom went into the storage room felt like she was pushed hard from behind and she fell over the top of a box that hadn't been there before. Then we were talking about the move and how glad we would be to get out of there. All of a sudden, we heard a huge crash from the other room. We grabbed 'weapons' and headed into the room. My mom had a trio of glass canisters that were on her dresser. The top of each of the jars was shattered like someone had slammed something down on them, but they were still upright... which was even more strange. She ended up calling the guy from her church back. He came to the house to talk to "Caleb" because we were completely freaked out and afraid to be there. Once he did that, we didn't have any other strange things happen and moved out a week or so later. Like I said, I would have never believed it if it hadn't happened to us, but there were too many unexplained things in that house.

 

[StarryEyedDesigns]

I believe in ghosts/spirits! I don't have any actual experiences though. However, when I was 11, we lived in a house that was built in the early 1800s. My mom is convinced that house was haunted. One night, everyone was in bed, my mom was watching TV in the living room. A glass she had put on the back of the counter near the wall, somehow managed to fall off the counter. No one was in the kitchen, and we didn't have any animals who could have knocked it off. There were also 2 places in that house I HATED going in to. The garage (that I think had once been a barn) and the basement. CREEPY!!

 

[tkradtke]

I don't have any experience myself, but I have been fascinated by ghosts since I was little. I remember picking out a book about ghosts (non-fiction with photos) from the school book order form in first grade. I can't even guess how many times I looked at and/or read that book.

I love the show Ghosthunters and was very sad that their last episode just aired (I haven't watched it yet, holding off so it's not really "over" just yet). I love watching stuff about the paranormal, but it can't be cheesy. I tried a new one last night to fill the void left by GH, but it was too overly dramatic for me. My favorite thing used to be their live ghost hunts on Halloween night. I just find it all fascinating.

 

[tkradtke]

Okay... all that above being said... @scrapsandsass I don't think I could ever live in it!! That's terrifying!!

 

[jenn mccabe]

I literally had chills run up my spine 4x while reading that story Kimberlee! OMG! I don't like to think about this stuff - at all. Can't deal. I've never experienced anything like this and I tell you if I did, I would leave immediately.

We have a haunted house in our county that has been featured on paranormal TV shows a few times. They hold events there too at times. I don't know too much more about ... except it is near one of the parking lots for the Rail Trail and there is a family with young children that lives there. That freaks me out!

 

[jk703]

I believe, and I jump between amazement and scardey cat mode.

My old apartment had a fire, and there were rumors that someone dies there, BUT I never read anything that suggested that to be true - no news, no reports or anything. This was during my second degree in college, so I was a little older, and living with two friends. (2 apartments over an old laundromat, which caught on fire.) Everything was re-done and mostly new.

Our apartment had street access, a solid door and then you climbed the stairs to a glass door and then to the living room, dining room, kitchen, etc.

The front bay bottom windows in the living room would always end up wide open. There were 4 windows across the bottom, 2 big ones in the jutted out part (like a cushioned window seating). We even put a little latch lock on it so it would stay shut. Didn't matter, it ended up open. WIDE open... like you close it, latch the lock, go into the kitchen, come back, and boom, open.

The fridge would randomly be open. Just random. Even after we ended up replacing it a couple years later, that one was open randomly at times.

Bear with me, this is a longer story - The freakiest experience I had was when I was alone.

I came home from work, and I was the only one home, waiting for my roommate to come home. I decided to lay down/relax in my room. About 15 minutes later, I hear the downstairs door faintly open on the first floor (and the air changed, like when you open a door that leads outside, and air is sucked out, totally normal), and then I hear keys jangle and slow footsteps going up the stairs to our apartment. I hear the glass door at the top creak a little open, and then nothing. I called my roommate's name. No answer. I called again. Nothing. I get up, walk out to the living room, bay windows are open, glass door is open, and I walk all the way down the stairs, then open the outside door and look out. Nothing, no one. Zilch. 20 minutes later, I hear it all again, like dejavu! I'm freaked... I run out to the living room... My roommate is there, and I start telling her the story of what happened - I couldn't get the words out fast enough. We walk to the kitchen, then back to the living room. Bay windows are now back open (I had closed them), and we both hear the downstairs door that leads outside close as if someone just left.

Goosebumps to this day! After that, we named him Harry, and talked to him.
This made us feel better for some odd reason!

 

[jenn mccabe]

I believe, and I jump between amazement and scardey cat mode.

My old apartment had a fire, and there were rumors that someone dies there, BUT I never read anything that suggested that to be true - no news, no reports or anything. This was during my second degree in college, so I was a little older, and living with two friends. (2 apartments over an old laundromat, which caught on fire.) Everything was re-done and mostly new.

Our apartment had street access, a solid door and then you climbed the stairs to a glass door and then to the living room, dining room, kitchen, etc.

The front bay bottom windows in the living room would always end up wide open. There were 4 windows across the bottom, 2 big ones in the jutted out part (like a cushioned window seating). We even put a little latch lock on it so it would stay shut. Didn't matter, it ended up open. WIDE open... like you close it, latch the lock, go into the kitchen, come back, and boom, open.

The fridge would randomly be open. Just random. Even after we ended up replacing it a couple years later, that one was open randomly at times.

Bear with me, this is a longer story - The freakiest experience I had was when I was alone.

I came home from work, and I was the only one home, waiting for my roommate to come home. I decided to lay down/relax in my room. About 15 minutes later, I hear the downstairs door faintly open on the first floor (and the air changed, like when you open a door that leads outside, and air is sucked out, totally normal), and then I hear keys jangle and slow footsteps going up the stairs to our apartment. I hear the glass door at the top creak a little open, and then nothing. I called my roommate's name. No answer. I called again. Nothing. I get up, walk out to the living room, bay windows are open, glass door is open, and I walk all the way down the stairs, then open the outside door and look out. Nothing, no one. Zilch. 20 minutes later, I hear it all again, like dejavu! I'm freaked... I run out to the living room... My roommate is there, and I start telling her the story of what happened - I couldn't get the words out fast enough. We walk to the kitchen, then back to the living room. Bay windows are now open, and we both hear the downstairs door that leads outside close as if someone just left.

Goosebumps to this day! After that, we named him Harry, and talked to him.
This made us feel better for some odd reason!

again with the chills. you ladies are killing me. i think i need to stop reading these!

 

[michelepixels]

I'm a huge fan of the show Supernatural. So I like these kinds of stories when they're fiction. Occasionally I even think ghosts make sense and might even really be around us.

But the idea of actually going through experiences like Jenn and Kimberlee did scares me!*

*so much that I had to go image search when our TLP emoticons didn't provide exactly the right look for me

 

[bestcee]

My mom grew up in a haunted house too. The ghost would open the window upstairs and put the dog out on the roof above the front porch. My grandma yelled at it to stop putting the dog on the roof, but it wouldn't stop. Apparently, the dog would bark at the ghost and next thing you knew, the dog was on the roof.

 

[jk703]

My mom grew up in a haunted house too. The ghost would open the window upstairs and put the dog out on the roof above the front porch. My grandma yelled at it to stop putting the dog on the roof, but it wouldn't stop. Apparently, the dog would bark at the ghost and next thing you knew, the dog was on the roof.

LOL! This made me giggle! Both her and the dog are yelling at it, and the dog ends up on the roof!

 

[bestcee]

LOL! This made me giggle! Both her and the dog are yelling at it, and the dog ends up on the roof!

I think there are other things, but that's the one that sticks with me.

 

[scrapsandsass]

I believe, and I jump between amazement and scardey cat mode.

My old apartment had a fire, and there were rumors that someone dies there, BUT I never read anything that suggested that to be true - no news, no reports or anything. This was during my second degree in college, so I was a little older, and living with two friends. (2 apartments over an old laundromat, which caught on fire.) Everything was re-done and mostly new.

Our apartment had street access, a solid door and then you climbed the stairs to a glass door and then to the living room, dining room, kitchen, etc.

The front bay bottom windows in the living room would always end up wide open. There were 4 windows across the bottom, 2 big ones in the jutted out part (like a cushioned window seating). We even put a little latch lock on it so it would stay shut. Didn't matter, it ended up open. WIDE open... like you close it, latch the lock, go into the kitchen, come back, and boom, open.

The fridge would randomly be open. Just random. Even after we ended up replacing it a couple years later, that one was open randomly at times.

Bear with me, this is a longer story - The freakiest experience I had was when I was alone.

I came home from work, and I was the only one home, waiting for my roommate to come home. I decided to lay down/relax in my room. About 15 minutes later, I hear the downstairs door faintly open on the first floor (and the air changed, like when you open a door that leads outside, and air is sucked out, totally normal), and then I hear keys jangle and slow footsteps going up the stairs to our apartment. I hear the glass door at the top creak a little open, and then nothing. I called my roommate's name. No answer. I called again. Nothing. I get up, walk out to the living room, bay windows are open, glass door is open, and I walk all the way down the stairs, then open the outside door and look out. Nothing, no one. Zilch. 20 minutes later, I hear it all again, like dejavu! I'm freaked... I run out to the living room... My roommate is there, and I start telling her the story of what happened - I couldn't get the words out fast enough. We walk to the kitchen, then back to the living room. Bay windows are now open, and we both hear the downstairs door that leads outside close as if someone just left.

Goosebumps to this day! After that, we named him Harry, and talked to him.
This made us feel better for some odd reason!

Oooh... that is really creepy!!! I love that you named him Harry.

My mom grew up in a haunted house too. The ghost would open the window upstairs and put the dog out on the roof above the front porch. My grandma yelled at it to stop putting the dog on the roof, but it wouldn't stop. Apparently, the dog would bark at the ghost and next thing you knew, the dog was on the roof.

Hilarious!! I'm sure it wasn't at the time, but how weird! Poor dog. And your grandma's reaction is priceless.

 

[Karen]

This thread is creeping me out! Yikes! I've never experienced anything like this and I'm glad. It would freak me right out!

 

[navaja77]

I loved watching TV shows/documentaries about paranormal activities but would never want it to happen to me. I believe it all though.

It never happen to me but it happened to my sister. She had a friend who lived in South Dakota on the Sioux reservation. The Sioux culture are not afraid of their deceased ones, in fact, they will give food to them. While she was visiting, she walked out to their hallway and swears she saw a boy walked by. She thought it was one of her friend's nephew but when she walked out to the living room, all the boys were there sleeping. She ran back to her room and told her friend. That morning, her friend's mom told her that it was probably the little boy who died down the road and to give him food outside (they put a plate of food out). It's no big deal to them. For us, as Navajos and our culture, we do not deal with the dead so it freaked out my sister. When she told me that story, I was freaked out. Nope, never want to have that encounter. I'll stick to TV shows

 

[Jan]

We rented a home several years back. Our boys were all little at the time. One night after going to bed I heard someone walking down the hallway from one of the bedrooms the boys slept in to the bathroom. I thought, oh...one of the boys must be up to use the bathroom. But then I didn't hear anything else. No toilet flushing, no water running. So I got up to check on which one had gotten up and no one was awake. They were all asleep in their beds. This happened several times in the weeks following that first event and every time I checked to see no one would be up. I finally told my husband about it and he just kind of brushed it off. Then one night right after we had gone to bed we both heard the footsteps. My husband said...oh, one of the boys must be up. And I said...knowing what was happening....yeah...why don't you go check on them. So he gets up and goes to see which of our boys was up and came back saying...no one is up...they are all asleep. And I just smiled and said...yes, I know! It was crazy!! I knew though, that whatever it was, it was friendly as I never felt any kind of fear when I heard it. We decided that someone must have just been checking up on how things were going in our home. But after my husband heard it, we never heard it again.

Courtney...that is really funny about your Grandma's ghost and her dog. Made me laugh.

 

[IntenseMagic]

I love these stories! I don't have any of my own, but I've been fascinated with ghosts and the paranormal for as long as I can remember. We went a did a tour of the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum which is a couple of hours from here, but didn't see or hear anything. It was during the day, so I want to go back and do one of the night tours of some of the other wings. Several of the ghost hunter type shows have been there. There's also an old amusement park about 10 min from my house that's really creepy and supposedly haunted. They do tours as well, but I haven't had the opportunity to go, yet. I would love to experience something like this at some point in my life, but not for any prolonged period of time LOL

 

[grrfluudy]

Thanks for sharing your stories, everyone. Super-creepy!

 

[grrfluudy]

My mom grew up in a haunted house too. The ghost would open the window upstairs and put the dog out on the roof above the front porch. My grandma yelled at it to stop putting the dog on the roof, but it wouldn't stop. Apparently, the dog would bark at the ghost and next thing you knew, the dog was on the roof.

Poor doggie! This totally made me crack up, though.

 

[scrapsandsass]

I loved watching TV shows/documentaries about paranormal activities but would never want it to happen to me. I believe it all though.

It never happen to me but it happened to my sister. She had a friend who lived in South Dakota on the Sioux reservation. The Sioux culture are not afraid of their deceased ones, in fact, they will give food to them. While she was visiting, she walked out to their hallway and swears she saw a boy walked by. She thought it was one of her friend's nephew but when she walked out to the living room, all the boys were there sleeping. She ran back to her room and told her friend. That morning, her friend's mom told her that it was probably the little boy who died down the road and to give him food outside (they put a plate of food out). It's no big deal to them. For us, as Navajos and our culture, we do not deal with the dead so it freaked out my sister. When she told me that story, I was freaked out. Nope, never want to have that encounter. I'll stick to TV shows

Wow. That is so interesting. I love learning things like that. What a cool story (even though I would have been freaked too).

We rented a home several years back. Our boys were all little at the time. One night after going to bed I heard someone walking down the hallway from one of the bedrooms the boys slept in to the bathroom. I thought, oh...one of the boys must be up to use the bathroom. But then I didn't hear anything else. No toilet flushing, no water running. So I got up to check on which one had gotten up and no one was awake. They were all asleep in their beds. This happened several times in the weeks following that first event and every time I checked to see no one would be up. I finally told my husband about it and he just kind of brushed it off. Then one night right after we had gone to bed we both heard the footsteps. My husband said...oh, one of the boys must be up. And I said...knowing what was happening....yeah...why don't you go check on them. So he gets up and goes to see which of our boys was up and came back saying...no one is up...they are all asleep. And I just smiled and said...yes, I know! It was crazy!! I knew though, that whatever it was, it was friendly as I never felt any kind of fear when I heard it. We decided that someone must have just been checking up on how things were going in our home. But after my husband heard it, we never heard it again.

Courtney...that is really funny about your Grandma's ghost and her dog. Made me laugh.

That's interesting that it just stopped. I'm glad it was friendly!

I love these stories! I don't have any of my own, but I've been fascinated with ghosts and the paranormal for as long as I can remember. We went a did a tour of the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum which is a couple of hours from here, but didn't see or hear anything. It was during the day, so I want to go back and do one of the night tours of some of the other wings. Several of the ghost hunter type shows have been there. There's also an old amusement park about 10 min from my house that's really creepy and supposedly haunted. They do tours as well, but I haven't had the opportunity to go, yet. I would love to experience something like this at some point in my life, but not for any prolonged period of time LOL

I couldn't handle an asylum. That would push me over the edge.