i just saw a ghost or something my wife saw it the dogs saw it.
any of you ever seen one? or something like one i still dont understand what i just saw. just got my wife up for work she went up satairs then came back don really fast trembling saying she saw a ghost walk through a love seat then into the laundry room i said it was just your imagination then went up stairs just to check looked in the laundry room and saw this transparent outline of a person i cant explain it but it was moving then i noticed my dogs staring at it too and it appeared to turn around and look at me then disappear.
ive never seen anything like that here b4 but my step brothers all said they did when they were visiting and were scared of sleeping here
just had to tell someone everyone i know is still asleep
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im not a superstitious person but
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Man i consider myself to be a fairly logical grounded and science based person but i've had somethings much like this happen in my life that i cant explain with any of them. Your not the only one man. Ive woken up in my aunts house before trembling and feeling such an evil presence i had to leave at 3am. To this day i still have issues being inside that house. Story's go on and on.colemanyoungerinalaska wrote:i just saw a ghost or something my wife saw it the dogs saw it.
any of you ever seen one? or something like one i still dont understand what i just saw. just got my wife up for work she went up satairs then came back don really fast trembling saying she saw a ghost walk through a love seat then into the laundry room i said it was just your imagination then went up stairs just to check looked in the laundry room and saw this transparent outline of a person i cant explain it but it was moving then i noticed my dogs staring at it too and it appeared to turn around and look at me then disappear.
ive never seen anything like that here b4 but my step brothers all said they did when they were visiting and were scared of sleeping here
just had to tell someone everyone i know is still asleep
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There's a house in a near by town that is suppose to be haunted. It's actually very well documented, there's been several TV documentaries and many articles written about it.colemanyoungerinalaska wrote:i just saw a ghost or something my wife saw it the dogs saw it.
any of you ever seen one? or something like one i still dont understand what i just saw. just got my wife up for work she went up satairs then came back don really fast trembling saying she saw a ghost walk through a love seat then into the laundry room i said it was just your imagination then went up stairs just to check looked in the laundry room and saw this transparent outline of a person i cant explain it but it was moving then i noticed my dogs staring at it too and it appeared to turn around and look at me then disappear.
ive never seen anything like that here b4 but my step brothers all said they did when they were visiting and were scared of sleeping here
just had to tell someone everyone i know is still asleep
I was never a believer of ghost (still ain't), but one night I could sleep so I stayed up watching the TV show "A Haunting: Fear House episode". The story was based on a house located in a near by town of Union, Mo (where my dad lives).
After the show ended I did a Google search and found a ton of information about it, including a story about some researchers who studied the house. The story states that one of the researchers who went into the basement was supposedly pinned against a wall by a ghost. That is extremely questionable, but what is fact - she ended up in a mental ward a short time later.
Anyways, I was reading about how the house had an affect on people who would just walk by it. The article said that even people who read about it on the internet would experience weird things, like their powering going off...
and right when I read that part, the effin power went off. I got up out of my chair and ran through the dark and into the living room like a little b*tch. The power wasn't out by for about 5 seconds and I'm sure it was just pure Coincidence.... but I still didn't go to bed until after the sun came out!
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I've been following Ghost Hunters since that show came on the air. It's one of my favorite shows. I've watched so many documentaries on ghosts and whatnot. I can't stand the crap ones like Most Haunted. That one in particular is so very very fake. Some of the documentaries are too sensational and are just trying to scare people. A Haunting show doesn't really please me either. They definitely overhype stuff.
There really is no need for fear. They can't hurt you and don't believe what you see in movies (example: 1408, lol). If it really bothers you, get everyone in your household to get together and tell it that it isn't welcome there and to leave.
You could make contact with it if you want to and find out why it's there.
Is anything else happening in the house? Anything out of the ordinary such as stuff moving?
I would do some research on your house/house area and see if someone matching the description of it used to live in or near your house.
There really is no need for fear. They can't hurt you and don't believe what you see in movies (example: 1408, lol). If it really bothers you, get everyone in your household to get together and tell it that it isn't welcome there and to leave.
You could make contact with it if you want to and find out why it's there.
Is anything else happening in the house? Anything out of the ordinary such as stuff moving?
I would do some research on your house/house area and see if someone matching the description of it used to live in or near your house.
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colemanyoungerinalaska
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ive never seen anything move or anything like that here. i told my mom about it and she said it was her dads birthday she thought that had some significance even though he was killed several hundred miles away 30 years ago.
im not gonna look to far into anything ive always thought when people are trying to find proof of stuff like this they find it because they want there to be proof not because there is actual proof.
im not gonna look to far into anything ive always thought when people are trying to find proof of stuff like this they find it because they want there to be proof not because there is actual proof.
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When I was about 12yrs old or so, I didn't believe much about much unless there was solid evidence proving it existed. Ghosts included.
That is until one day... I was down in the basement of an old house we were renting in a town called Wainwright. I was down there playing darts all by my lonesome. I was trying to escape the heat of a summer day and the basement was colder than a witches tit, so I was as happy as a fly on a turd down there.
About 20mins in to throwing darts, my 12yr old brain was thinking about everything but darts. I was basically in a trance until all of the sudden, as I was about to throw my 200th dart... I felt, well, what felt like a man about 4inches shorter than I, standing about 4ft behind my left shoulder watching me throw. I literally froze. My hand, with dart in fingers, sat next to my face. Every hair on my body stood up on end. The sweat was so emediate that it chilled me. I almost whimpered as I was so afraid of what could actually be happening. I wanted just to turn around and look but the intense fear held me in position like a rock.
Then, when I thought it would never end, the feeling of the "man" behind me changed. As if, whatever was behind me realized I felt it's presence. The energy I first felt from whatever I felt behind me was neutral until this point. But now, the energy turned to an almost desperate excitement. Like, whatever was behind me was desperate for me to acknowledge I knew it/he was there. That's when my fear turned to sheer panic.
Like a bolt of lightning had just shot up my ass, the fear released it's hold on me and all of the built up adrenaline in my body aloud me to make my way for the stairs like a cheetah on steroids. The darts I had in my hands were thrown in the direction of whatever it was I felt. (as if they were going to slow whatever I felt down or something) As I hit the stairs in record setting pace, I made sure to make as much noise as possible on my way up by slapping every stair with my hands hoping it would scare anything away that could possibly be following me.
And with the door to the outside world in sight, happy to see it was only the screen door holding me back from the safety of the bright and sunny backyard. What was surely to be a safe zone from all that would be scarey, I made my leap from the top stair to the door latch. BOOM! I made it BABY!
As my sock feet hit dry grass I turned around like I was all of the sudden Mr. Tough Guy, ready to take on what might have been purely my emagination. As I stood there, legs widened, arms held out to the sides with fingers spread apart for reasons I'm not sure of... I realized that for anyone that might be watching me twitch around like a scared monkey must think I've lost my damn mind. So I quickly gave the look around to make sure the coast was clear and I hadn't been busted throwing a fit in the backyard.
For the rest of the afternoon I refused to go back in that house. It was hot out. So hot that shade didn't help cool my body down. I didn't care. I waited outside for my mom and sister to get home. I had a lot of time to sit there and try to explain away what had just happened in my head. Nothing helped to change my mind about what just happend. While sitting there thinking, I promised myself that I would never tell my mom or sister what I had felt downstairs that day, as they would never want to sleep in that house again.
As they pulled in the driveway, relief entered and anxiety left me. I just put what had happend into the back of my mind and made sure it stayed there. Until one day... we were moving out of the house and back to the town where I had spent most of my 12yr old life in.
As I was running boxes out of the house and into the U-haul truck, my eldery female neighbour stopped me to say her goodbye's. She was a little sad to see me go as I was always happy to jump the fence and give her a hand with whatever I noticed her struggling with out in her yard. She wanted one last chat, to let me know she was thankful for the help I'd given her, without actually saying it.
But before final hugs, she told me about the previous people that lived in the house we were now moving out of. She told me it was owned by a couple her age. They owned it since it had been built and were nice people. She then had a look on her face like she was reluctant to finish telling me about the people that once lived in the house. I gave her a smile to show it was fine for her to tell me.
Turns out the old guy that lived there had his motorhome up on ramps in the driveway one day. He had his wife holding the brakes as he worked underneath it. Well, I guess something gave way and the motorhome rolled back and overtop of him. Killing him right there in the driveway.
I'm sure glad she told me about all that the day we were moving out.
That is until one day... I was down in the basement of an old house we were renting in a town called Wainwright. I was down there playing darts all by my lonesome. I was trying to escape the heat of a summer day and the basement was colder than a witches tit, so I was as happy as a fly on a turd down there.
About 20mins in to throwing darts, my 12yr old brain was thinking about everything but darts. I was basically in a trance until all of the sudden, as I was about to throw my 200th dart... I felt, well, what felt like a man about 4inches shorter than I, standing about 4ft behind my left shoulder watching me throw. I literally froze. My hand, with dart in fingers, sat next to my face. Every hair on my body stood up on end. The sweat was so emediate that it chilled me. I almost whimpered as I was so afraid of what could actually be happening. I wanted just to turn around and look but the intense fear held me in position like a rock.
Then, when I thought it would never end, the feeling of the "man" behind me changed. As if, whatever was behind me realized I felt it's presence. The energy I first felt from whatever I felt behind me was neutral until this point. But now, the energy turned to an almost desperate excitement. Like, whatever was behind me was desperate for me to acknowledge I knew it/he was there. That's when my fear turned to sheer panic.
Like a bolt of lightning had just shot up my ass, the fear released it's hold on me and all of the built up adrenaline in my body aloud me to make my way for the stairs like a cheetah on steroids. The darts I had in my hands were thrown in the direction of whatever it was I felt. (as if they were going to slow whatever I felt down or something) As I hit the stairs in record setting pace, I made sure to make as much noise as possible on my way up by slapping every stair with my hands hoping it would scare anything away that could possibly be following me.
And with the door to the outside world in sight, happy to see it was only the screen door holding me back from the safety of the bright and sunny backyard. What was surely to be a safe zone from all that would be scarey, I made my leap from the top stair to the door latch. BOOM! I made it BABY!
As my sock feet hit dry grass I turned around like I was all of the sudden Mr. Tough Guy, ready to take on what might have been purely my emagination. As I stood there, legs widened, arms held out to the sides with fingers spread apart for reasons I'm not sure of... I realized that for anyone that might be watching me twitch around like a scared monkey must think I've lost my damn mind. So I quickly gave the look around to make sure the coast was clear and I hadn't been busted throwing a fit in the backyard.
For the rest of the afternoon I refused to go back in that house. It was hot out. So hot that shade didn't help cool my body down. I didn't care. I waited outside for my mom and sister to get home. I had a lot of time to sit there and try to explain away what had just happened in my head. Nothing helped to change my mind about what just happend. While sitting there thinking, I promised myself that I would never tell my mom or sister what I had felt downstairs that day, as they would never want to sleep in that house again.
As they pulled in the driveway, relief entered and anxiety left me. I just put what had happend into the back of my mind and made sure it stayed there. Until one day... we were moving out of the house and back to the town where I had spent most of my 12yr old life in.
As I was running boxes out of the house and into the U-haul truck, my eldery female neighbour stopped me to say her goodbye's. She was a little sad to see me go as I was always happy to jump the fence and give her a hand with whatever I noticed her struggling with out in her yard. She wanted one last chat, to let me know she was thankful for the help I'd given her, without actually saying it.
But before final hugs, she told me about the previous people that lived in the house we were now moving out of. She told me it was owned by a couple her age. They owned it since it had been built and were nice people. She then had a look on her face like she was reluctant to finish telling me about the people that once lived in the house. I gave her a smile to show it was fine for her to tell me.
Turns out the old guy that lived there had his motorhome up on ramps in the driveway one day. He had his wife holding the brakes as he worked underneath it. Well, I guess something gave way and the motorhome rolled back and overtop of him. Killing him right there in the driveway.
I'm sure glad she told me about all that the day we were moving out.
dave.