Your Ghost Experience

[Guitar's Cry]

I woke up one night to the sound of each of the strings of my guitar being plucked, one at a time in succession.

I lived in a 4-room cottage in college. The front door opened onto a small kitchenette which my bedroom door opened into. Meg and I, and one of my roommates (another Meg, so let's call her Pat) were staying there to help with graduation one year. It was just us, everyone else had gone home for the summer. Meg and I had come home early, and we decided to wait up for Pat, since she had something of mine that I needed before leaving the next day. We both heard the front door open, close, and someone shuffle around. I went out to greet her, but there was no one, her room and all the other rooms were empty. I went back and let Meg know. A half-hour or so later, we heard the same thing, but this time it was Pat. We asked her if she had come in earlier, but she said she had been at work the whole time.

 

[Renji]

I had many when I was a child ( my mom also seen the entity) and even until now.

 

[Atreyu]

When I was a teen I lived in a small town called Jay located in the heart of Cherokee lands in northeast Oklahoma.
One of my favorite experiences while living in this area was the spirit hunting. Children as young a two and three could be found at the edge of a wooded area sneaking around chanting the words sgili adulia. Sgili short for anitsasgili meaning ghost or spirit in Cherokee and udulia meaning I want. The children would take off running from the tree lines screaming or giggling, mumbling off some tale of their adventure hunting sgilis in the woods. When questioned about what they saw sometimes they would describe a disfigured animal, or a half animal half human creature, maybe a pale skinned man or woman, and sometimes it was just a white owl. Often times the smallest child could explain his sitings in elaborate detail. Listening to a three year describe the eye color of a therianthropic creature made for a chilling little tale. If you ever want a good scare just go out in the woods with a Native American spirit hunter. I am sure you will not be dissapointed with the outcome. I have many of my own tales from first-hand acounts of these incidents. I will tell you one of them, although I am sure I will have a little trouble sleeping tonight after recalling the night I saw something I wish I never had.
My mom lived in a house not to far from my best friend Summer. There were two routes to get to get to Summer's place. One went sevral blocks through town and the other was almost a strait shot, but..... through a heavily wooded dirt path. Surrounding the road were ancient oak trees with huge branches that arched over the path. The trees were so thick that at night only the slightest glimmer of moolight would show through the drooping branches, casting erie black shadows over the dark alley. When walking the path at night you could hear the sound of creatures screaching, growling chirping and chattering in the background.
One night as I was headed out the door on my way home from Summer's house, Summers's mom Ann, stopped me and asked if I would like a ride." I don't like you girls walking that path at night," she said with consern. Ann was a frail looking woman, with wild looking thin hair, high cheek bones, and eyes so dark they appeared to be black. She was an eccentric woman, full of imagination, experiences, and plenty of stories to tell.
Ann turned towards her oldest son Isaac and tossed him the keys to her truck, "will you escort the young lady home," she asked. Isaac stood up and headed towards the door mumbling some complaint about being our chauffer. Summer tagged along with us for the ride. We hopped in the old Chevy pickup truck and headed south towards the back alley. We slowly rolled down the first hill of the erie dirt path. The low hanging branches scraped the top of the truck causing a disturbing (nails down a chalkbaord) screeching. when we neared the mid section of the alley,all of a suddon, Summer screamed, "STOP". Isaac slammed on the brakes."Did you guys see that!" she yelled"." See what",Isaac responded".THAT"," Summer pointed at a patch of tall grass off to the side of the road just ahead. I couldn't quite make out what it was she saw. Were my eyes playing tricks on me? It almost looked like... the figure of a person laying in the weeds. I could see shiny long black hair, but I was not able to make out a face of a person or animal. "It's Nothing", Isaac spatted as he continued to inch the truck forward. Summer grabbed my arm tightly hugging herself to me. It was not the first time Summer and I had seen something strange lurking in the midst. One of favorite things to do was was find the creepiest old cemetery, Indian burial ground, or spiritual place and hunt for sgilis. We freaked ourselves out on many occasions. Summer grabbed my hand as she always did when we were scared. We clutched eachother tight. As we got closer to the object in the weeds it became more visable and it even began to crawl out of the weeds. Lurching in slow motion out into the middle of the road. It....was right in front of us. Isaac slammed on the brakes, and shouted, shut your eyes. I tried to force my eyes shut, but I was locked on the lurid figure in the dark. It stopped in the middle of the dirt alley then shuffled in a rapid, sharp, awkward motion dragging it's body across the dirt road. I could not be sure of what it was that I saw. Man or animal. It appeared to me as the figure of a woman with no legs dragging itself with its arms, but it moved so fast that I could not be sure. The incident happened so quickly that I questioned the possibility of what I just saw. I looked over at summer and saw that that her eyes were wide open still starring strait ahead with a look of horror on her face.I was so stunned that I never even noticed that Isaac already put the truck in reverse backing away quickly. Still in reverse Isaac sharply swung the truck to left , slammed it in drive and raced back towards his house.
Isaac pulled into the drive, shut the truck off, opened the door, and walked towards the house without saying a word. Summer and I sat there motionless still in shock from what had just occured. What did we see? I thought to myself surely it was just animal. Summer opened up the door and we both briskly walked towards the front door of her house. When we got inside Isaac was no where around. Ann was sitting on the floor in the middle of the living room with a large cast iron pot in front of her. "Girls sit down beside me", Ann demanded in a firm tone. It was if she already knew before we were even in the driveway that something happened.She picked up a long match, struck it, and began to light the bark and wood chips that rested at the bottom of the kettle. I recognized the the scent of ceder, a commonly used wood among the Cherokee tribe to ward off evil spirits. When moving into a new dwelling we would often carry a smoldering ceder branch through the home to ensure a pleasent living experience.
The smoke from the now smoldering ceder chips began to rise out of the pot. Kat waved two large ceder branches over the rising smoke, fanning it in our direction. We sat there for more than ten minutes while the smoke filled the room nearly choking us. Finally Kat went to the kitchen and came back with a towelle. She picked up the pot and carried it out the back door. Then she came back in leaving the door open to air out the house. Summer and I just sat in the middle of the room until Kat came over and said, "ok girls you should be just fine now, but the next time Isaac tells you to do something, please listen to him," she scolded. Isaac took me home later that night. We went around the long way this time.
I have many first-hand accounts of this nature, although none so visually profound as this. I am not theistic in my thoughts , but on occasion I do get a shiver on a dark night when these past experiences cross my mind.

 

[DallasApple]

A ghost knocked one time..

(my mother always told me that my dead father was a ghost)

We had all kinds of "paranormal" activity ..

That was half my childhood.

Love

Dallas

 

[Gemma Cusack]

I am open to the concept of paranormal. In fact I am pretty sure I believe in ghosts. Two years before I was born my great grandmother who lived with my parents, her name was Bee, died. When I was three, one night I was lying in bed, and this woman appeared, smiling at me. She was dressed in a simple floral dress and wore a straw hat. It is such a vibrant memory, and can see it now. She stood next to my head and though she never spoke I knew that I was safe and that somehow I knew this was my grandmother though I never met her. I told my mum, and she was horrified. Later she told me she'd seen her in the house too. Creepy.

Some experiences have frightened me too much to relate.

My aunty has also had an experience. With her local WI she went on a trip to an old church. They were standing round the bell pullie and the guide rung the bell as simply part of the tour and introduction to the talk. It was then that the door opened and everyone turned round, expecting to see someone either arriving late or leaving. They heard the footsteps but saw nobody. They went out to see if someone was there. Still nothing. They came back in and continued with the talk, though my Aunty was pretty sure someone was standing beside her, and she could feel someone occassionally breathing down her neck. My aunty is normally immune to the idea of paranamoral events but is sure that this happened and that she had an encounter.

 

[Quiddity]

I've bumped into so many people that have had some sort of experience (including my wife) with ghosts or something paranormal. I've even lived in a haunted house with my aunt and her four kids. All of them experienced something (including my mom) except for me.

The same thing happened when I moved to Florida as a teenager. Everyone heard and saw things in the house and I once again didn't experience anything.......

My aunt said that sometimes certain people are better off that they don't experience it because of what it can do to them.

In otherwords, ghosts know who they can mess with for reasons only they know.

 

[luzianne]

I had an experience that I believe to be a haunting. The apartment directly above me had a man who died in it. About 2 week after his death, funeral, and his family clearing his belongings out my husband and I began to hear foot steps. We thought they were getting the apartment ready to rent or had already rented it so my husband asked the assistant manager if someone had rented the apartment and she said no. Needless to say we felt spooked.

 

[Tiapan]

Firstly I don't believe in ghosts spirits or other supernatural phenomena.
However, a few years back I was actively engaged in the sport of Cave Diving.
The sport in Australia is extremely safe with no deaths in 20 years.
The reason for this is that back in the 1970's several deaths occurred in rapid succession.
The result was the caves were closed because of liability issues. This led to the establishment of the Cave Diving Association of Australia, that set standards, training programs and certification of divers before they were allowed near a cave. This system has worked extremely well.
Several of the Caves are of world renown, so it was a pity to have them closed.

One of the most infamous caves was "The Shaft". In 1973 a group of 8 divers entered the site but only 4 returned. The last of the bodies was recovered a year or two after the event, which led to the closure of the shaft for 15 years. After several years of negotiation diving was permitted again under strict super vision.

This is an amazing cave, it starts as a simple 0.75m round hole in a pasture of an ordinary dairy farm. the hole bells out to form a small lake about 4 m below the hole. the cave continues "belling out" to around 90m depth,. Its huge chamber, could easily contain a football stadium, The water visibility is so clear you can see on side from the other over 200m. The entrance hole lets the sun light enter as a shaft of light that penetrates deep down into the huge cave, hence its name.

We dived it in the early 1990's and videoed the dives. when you replay the video there is a section where you see a diver swimming toward you until you realise its not a diver at all but the coincidental arrangement of lights and tiny divers on the far side of the cave. The apparition is quite deceiving and disturbing.

The vid can be seen on Youtube

YouTube - Cave Diving - Mt Gambier - The Shaft - short with music

The apparition starts at 2:06mins into the video, what appears to be a diver (the Ghost) until it zooms in and we see it was just a combination of factors of the lighting. The multiple shafts of light are present because we placed some large mirrors at the entrance. It puts a chill up my spine each time I see it even though I know it is a just an illusion.

Cheers

 

[Hovind's Bulldog]

I've seen ectplassmic orbs and photographed them. I've used ouija boards to talk with ghosts. Me and 5 people once saw a spirit form that looked like a floating mass of sparkly fog that took the shape of a man but my camera wouldn't record it. I've had many personnal experiences where I was in the presence of ghosts and even what I've come to learn were vampyres.

 

[Tiapan]

I've seen ectplassmic orbs and photographed them. I've used ouija boards to talk with ghosts. Me and 5 people once saw a spirit form that looked like a floating mass of sparkly fog that took the shape of a man but my camera wouldn't record it. I've had many personnal experiences where I was in the presence of ghosts and even what I've come to learn were vampyres.

Next time you see a vampyre could you ask what blood type it has.

Cheers

 

[nameless]

they are just like us, but has no physical body, the 'ghosts' which i have met all has their death in unnatural or terrible manner and usually they are so violent. Astonishing fact is that they are able to enter into ours body to fulfill their desires or duties, but still it is not easy for them. Usually they are after those who are mentally weak. Although had number of experiences dealing with 'ghosts', none of them was much fearful. They are not visible to my eyes, but unexpectedly feels their presence, i had conversations with them when they possessed others body. Much of the facts about these are hard to accept without experiencing.

 

[Nepenthe]

I've seen ectplassmic orbs and photographed them. I've used ouija boards to talk with ghosts. Me and 5 people once saw a spirit form that looked like a floating mass of sparkly fog that took the shape of a man but my camera wouldn't record it. I've had many personnal experiences where I was in the presence of ghosts and even what I've come to learn were vampyres.

I kinda miss this guy. :sarcastic

 

[geilander]

My only experience is that i do not want to meet ghosts.

 

[Smoke]

My only experience is that i do not want to meet ghosts.

I'd love to meet ghosts. I don't believe in ghosts, but I'd love to see and experience whatever it is that people who believe in ghosts see and experience. Maybe I do, and just construe it differently, but I'd like to experience that kind of thing as they experience it.

I've had hallucinations before when I was sleep-deprived, but never met a ghost.

 

[Herr Heinrich]

I have night terrors. Sometimes I have them almost every night. It is when your eyes are open and you can move around, but you are still dreaming. So I see things and it is creepy. I used to go running and screaming every time. I am pretty good at controlling that impulse now. I have had them since I was younger. I am beginning to think maybe I am not actually "dreaming" and are perhaps seeing across the "veil" if you will. Either that or my house is haunted by demons. One reason I am starting to think it isn't dreaming any more is a few years ago I had one where I got up and was walking to my hallway outside my door, and a voice was saying stuff like "you are not ready to see." And I said "yes I am please let me see," Then they said "very well." And everything turned weird colors in a flash and I started freaking out and running. It was terrifying. Back then I wasn't so sure about entities. Now with a better knowledge of energy and stuff I am starting to wonder. I want to get hooked up and see what kind of brain waves I have during my terrors.

 

[jumbo1215]

For about 9 years, up untill about 6 months ago, my wife and I lived in a double wide mobile home in a mobile home park.
Shortly after we moved in, strange thingsbegan to happen.
When our Grandson, who was about 6 or 7, came to visit, he said he saw 'monsters' We had a poodle that would bark violently
at a cross we had on the wall. There was nothing special about it. It was just a small black cross.
Ceramic nick-nacks got moved on a table, glass objects smashed against the wall. A large TV was on a chest, and somehow
crahed to the floor. My wife was gone, and I was in bed. I heard the crash.
I don't even like to think about the experience.. But I believe we had ghosts or spirits or what ever one chooses to call them.
The older I get, I'm beginning to believe that our lives are a set of experiences And We were 'drawn' to that particular situation.
And I'm getting tired just thinking about it.

 

[Wannabe Yogi]

I heard Dr. Jane Goodall say on NPR say she saw a ghost of a dead friend.

 

[Renji]

I have tried "exorcising" evil spirits thrice.

 

[Azakel]

I have tried "exorcising" evil spirits thrice.

From another person or form an inanimate object, like a house?

 

[Renji]

From another person or form an inanimate object, like a house?

The first one is from the house of my classmate, specifically on their basement. She told me that this spirit makes the things in their basement move. It also bothers them because it makes some strange sound (like "psssst", scratching sound and the sound of moving furniture). When I tried to "exorcise" this spirit, I heard some of the weird sounds that it makes. I can even hear someone who is calling me, but I don't recognize "her" voice. The second one is when I am in the state of trans ( I didn't know the reason why I suddenly entered into this condition). I can see my own image, but I'm headless. Then, i heard a voice of a "demon", laughing and talking in Latin. The third one is the same.