Post by Meluivan Indil on Oct 25, 2006 9:56:58 GMT -5
Well something Anime posted in the family thread gave me an idea. I know this subject is something that not everone is interested in or believes in but I for one am and do. So lets all share any real life ghost stories we have. I'm talking about stories that you either experienced yourself or know someone who did, not just a cool story you heard from somewhere. Feel free to discuss anything dealing with ghosts or the paranormal here.
I'll start off with my story. When I was going to Junior college I lived in an apartment complex about a mile from the college and some strange things kept happening. Lights coming on by themselves, heat coming on in the summer, ac in the winter. The tv turning itself on. Stuff like that.
Well one night I had a dream and in the dream I entered my bedroom and it was as if everything looked strange. Washed out. Not quite real. I looked towards the far wall and instead of seeing my desk there was the fuzzy shape of a wall heater. One of the real old ones that are about the size of a clothes hamper. And next to the heater was a little girl on a tricycle. Even though it was hard to see her she was such a pretty little thing. She never said anything and did not act like she knew I was there. And then a man entered the room and basically walked right through me. He walked over and picked the little girl up and twirled her around. It was so real in my head but somehow I knew they were not living people.
I did not say anything to my roomates but the next night one of them said she woke up and there was the spirit of a man standing beside her bed and it was really cold. This freaked her out, but somehow I knew it was connected to the dream I had.
So I did a little research in the local library and found out that our apartment building was built on the spot where an old large house used to be and that a woman had killed her child there and then hanged herself. Her husband died not very long after that for no apparent reason. Of course the local gossip said he had died of a broken heart. His name was Serick, and the girls name was Abigail. I don't remember the mother's name. I found Abigail's grave in the local graveyard. But never found a grave for her mother or her father. Which I found strange then. But now that I think about it if their deaths were considered suicides they could not be buried in concecrated ground.
But anyhow the strange stuff did not end. I never saw either of them again and neither did my roomates, but at times the hair on the back of my neck would stand up or I'd get a sudden chill or I'd hear noises that were just not quite right. It even got to the point where I'd talk to Serick. Not full out conversations. Just a greeting when I felt he was near or something. This of course freaked my roomates out. Neither of them were very open minded.
Well then I moved out of that apartment and accross town. I only stayed there for a couple of months and then I got in a fight with my roomate and my boyfriend, who lived accross the street from the new apartment and I decided to try something new. That's when my friend Scotty moved to town. I had known him in high school and he needed a roomate.
Well it just so happened that the house he moved into was within a few blocks of my old apartment building. It had been four months since I had thought about Serick or Abigail. But I knew that they had belonged to a very rich family and it was very possible that they had owned the land that my new house was built on and I might just recieve a visit from them. Sure enough a week after I moved in with Scotty I felt that old presence again. Scotty unlike my former roomates was very into the paranormal and stuff like that. He used to conduct seances and hypnotize people. I on the other hand read tarot cards, so we used to have parties where our friends would come over and I'd read thier cards and then we'd either have a seance or Scotty would hypnotize someone.
It was all in fun but a few times very unexplainable things would happen. I remember one night our friend Sara was getting ready to leave and our front door locked itself and no matter how hard we tried it would not unlock. So Sara stayed the night. Well the next morning we found out that someone broke into Sara's apartment that night. There's no telling what would have happened if she had went home and ran into the burglar.
Then there was the night that Scotty and I both had the same bad feeling at the same time. I was in my bedroom and he was in the kitchen. We both walked into the dining room at the same time and looked at each other and said "something's wrong." at the same time. We were gonna have a party that night and were waiting for our friend Ricky to get there. He was driving in from a hundred miles away. So we called his foster mom and found out that he had a fight with his foster dad and ran off in thier car. Ricky was still underage and he was a foster kid. That could have caused him some trouble. So we waited to hear from him. A half an hour later he clalled from a couple of miles down the road and he had been hit by a drunk driver. It totaled the car but he was not hurt. Somehow we knew that something was gonna happen.
Then there was the night that Serick got a little on the angry side. I had gotten back together with my ex boyfriend, who none of my friends liked. He was a jerk, who hurt me at every turn, but I was in love and stupid. Well one night he went into our bathroom which was between mine and Scotty's bedrooms. Well when he tried to come out the doors would not open. There were no locks on either door but they would not budge from the inside. I was on my side trying to get the door open and it would not. Scotty went to his side and opened his door but as my ex was trying to walk out the door slammed in his face. He fell backwards on the floor and everything on the counter started flying down on top of him along with everything inside the medicine cabinet that had been closed. After that we still dated but he never came to my house again. Scotty got a kick out of it and congratulated Serick on a job well done. I was not amused at the time but now I find it hilarious.
I have a million stories I could tell you guys about stuff that happened but as there really isn't that much time in the day, I'll keep them to myself for now.
I'm not sure why Serick seemed to attach himself to me and I never felt Abagail's presence again, and I never felt her mother at all even though I'm sure she was roasting in hell for killing her child. But the whole experience was just amazing as far as I was concerned.
Alright, now it's someone elses turn. Don't be shy. I promise no one will put anyone else down over this subject and if they do they have to deal with me.
M.
I'll start off with my story. When I was going to Junior college I lived in an apartment complex about a mile from the college and some strange things kept happening. Lights coming on by themselves, heat coming on in the summer, ac in the winter. The tv turning itself on. Stuff like that.
Well one night I had a dream and in the dream I entered my bedroom and it was as if everything looked strange. Washed out. Not quite real. I looked towards the far wall and instead of seeing my desk there was the fuzzy shape of a wall heater. One of the real old ones that are about the size of a clothes hamper. And next to the heater was a little girl on a tricycle. Even though it was hard to see her she was such a pretty little thing. She never said anything and did not act like she knew I was there. And then a man entered the room and basically walked right through me. He walked over and picked the little girl up and twirled her around. It was so real in my head but somehow I knew they were not living people.
I did not say anything to my roomates but the next night one of them said she woke up and there was the spirit of a man standing beside her bed and it was really cold. This freaked her out, but somehow I knew it was connected to the dream I had.
So I did a little research in the local library and found out that our apartment building was built on the spot where an old large house used to be and that a woman had killed her child there and then hanged herself. Her husband died not very long after that for no apparent reason. Of course the local gossip said he had died of a broken heart. His name was Serick, and the girls name was Abigail. I don't remember the mother's name. I found Abigail's grave in the local graveyard. But never found a grave for her mother or her father. Which I found strange then. But now that I think about it if their deaths were considered suicides they could not be buried in concecrated ground.
But anyhow the strange stuff did not end. I never saw either of them again and neither did my roomates, but at times the hair on the back of my neck would stand up or I'd get a sudden chill or I'd hear noises that were just not quite right. It even got to the point where I'd talk to Serick. Not full out conversations. Just a greeting when I felt he was near or something. This of course freaked my roomates out. Neither of them were very open minded.
Well then I moved out of that apartment and accross town. I only stayed there for a couple of months and then I got in a fight with my roomate and my boyfriend, who lived accross the street from the new apartment and I decided to try something new. That's when my friend Scotty moved to town. I had known him in high school and he needed a roomate.
Well it just so happened that the house he moved into was within a few blocks of my old apartment building. It had been four months since I had thought about Serick or Abigail. But I knew that they had belonged to a very rich family and it was very possible that they had owned the land that my new house was built on and I might just recieve a visit from them. Sure enough a week after I moved in with Scotty I felt that old presence again. Scotty unlike my former roomates was very into the paranormal and stuff like that. He used to conduct seances and hypnotize people. I on the other hand read tarot cards, so we used to have parties where our friends would come over and I'd read thier cards and then we'd either have a seance or Scotty would hypnotize someone.
It was all in fun but a few times very unexplainable things would happen. I remember one night our friend Sara was getting ready to leave and our front door locked itself and no matter how hard we tried it would not unlock. So Sara stayed the night. Well the next morning we found out that someone broke into Sara's apartment that night. There's no telling what would have happened if she had went home and ran into the burglar.
Then there was the night that Scotty and I both had the same bad feeling at the same time. I was in my bedroom and he was in the kitchen. We both walked into the dining room at the same time and looked at each other and said "something's wrong." at the same time. We were gonna have a party that night and were waiting for our friend Ricky to get there. He was driving in from a hundred miles away. So we called his foster mom and found out that he had a fight with his foster dad and ran off in thier car. Ricky was still underage and he was a foster kid. That could have caused him some trouble. So we waited to hear from him. A half an hour later he clalled from a couple of miles down the road and he had been hit by a drunk driver. It totaled the car but he was not hurt. Somehow we knew that something was gonna happen.
Then there was the night that Serick got a little on the angry side. I had gotten back together with my ex boyfriend, who none of my friends liked. He was a jerk, who hurt me at every turn, but I was in love and stupid. Well one night he went into our bathroom which was between mine and Scotty's bedrooms. Well when he tried to come out the doors would not open. There were no locks on either door but they would not budge from the inside. I was on my side trying to get the door open and it would not. Scotty went to his side and opened his door but as my ex was trying to walk out the door slammed in his face. He fell backwards on the floor and everything on the counter started flying down on top of him along with everything inside the medicine cabinet that had been closed. After that we still dated but he never came to my house again. Scotty got a kick out of it and congratulated Serick on a job well done. I was not amused at the time but now I find it hilarious.
I have a million stories I could tell you guys about stuff that happened but as there really isn't that much time in the day, I'll keep them to myself for now.
I'm not sure why Serick seemed to attach himself to me and I never felt Abagail's presence again, and I never felt her mother at all even though I'm sure she was roasting in hell for killing her child. But the whole experience was just amazing as far as I was concerned.
Alright, now it's someone elses turn. Don't be shy. I promise no one will put anyone else down over this subject and if they do they have to deal with me.
M.
