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BuckeyeTillIDie
The North Remembers
Yes, quite a few times. The most notable being when I was in middle school and I was staying at my good friends house. It was probably 1 am and the dead bolt on the front door was locked, when suddenly the door just burst open. That still gives me chills to this day. Later that night I heard footsteps in the hallway.
Sometimes at my house I see things out of the corner of my eye, however they never feel threatening, so I'm not scared.
Recently, I had a dream that someone I knew died. My sister had a dream that the same person died. A few days later the guy's father passed away. Coincidence or not? Who knows.
Sometimes at my house I see things out of the corner of my eye, however they never feel threatening, so I'm not scared.
Recently, I had a dream that someone I knew died. My sister had a dream that the same person died. A few days later the guy's father passed away. Coincidence or not? Who knows.
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StooGrimson
He drives around, all over the town...
BuckeyeRyn;644124; said:
Actually it was the exact opposite. My mom raised us to believe in all kinds of paranormal garbage. All of my frineds completely believed that stuff as well. I believed it until around 8th grade when I just didn't buy into it anymore. My brother was fairly simialr as well. What's amusing is that my mom has since completely changed her beliefs and doesn't buy into it either.
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daddyphatsacs
Let the cards fall...
Yes.
I was driving on my way to South Carolina on vacation. Anyhow, my wife and I were in the car and it was about 2-3 AM (something like that). We were in North Carolina on I-77, about an hour north of Charlotte. My brother-in-law, my sister, and my neice were in the car ahead of us. There were no cars out, and it were were in an area where there were no houses ect. Anyhow, my brother in law all of the sudden brakes, and swerves over into the passing lane unexpectedly, and as he's doing that there is this boy (probably around 9-10 years old) walking on the birm against traffic. The boy had no shirt on, and his skin was pale white. He had a completely frozen look on his face, and was staring straight ahead. He wasn't fazed one bit by us driving right beside him at 70 MPH +, he didn't even look in our direction. Anyhow, we passed him.......... I was startled, so I instantly hit my brakes and slowed down. I looked in my mirror and he was gone.
Heres the freaky part about it, right at the spot where we saw the boy, there was a cross (the ones they put up when someone dies along in a car accident) on it, read "we miss you, we love you.
That was one of the freakest things that I've experienced, especially because it was so late........and I-77 (uncharacteristally) was ghost town, with the exception of us and our family up ahead. I swear up and down it was a ghost we saw that night.
I was driving on my way to South Carolina on vacation. Anyhow, my wife and I were in the car and it was about 2-3 AM (something like that). We were in North Carolina on I-77, about an hour north of Charlotte. My brother-in-law, my sister, and my neice were in the car ahead of us. There were no cars out, and it were were in an area where there were no houses ect. Anyhow, my brother in law all of the sudden brakes, and swerves over into the passing lane unexpectedly, and as he's doing that there is this boy (probably around 9-10 years old) walking on the birm against traffic. The boy had no shirt on, and his skin was pale white. He had a completely frozen look on his face, and was staring straight ahead. He wasn't fazed one bit by us driving right beside him at 70 MPH +, he didn't even look in our direction. Anyhow, we passed him.......... I was startled, so I instantly hit my brakes and slowed down. I looked in my mirror and he was gone.
Heres the freaky part about it, right at the spot where we saw the boy, there was a cross (the ones they put up when someone dies along in a car accident) on it, read "we miss you, we love you.
That was one of the freakest things that I've experienced, especially because it was so late........and I-77 (uncharacteristally) was ghost town, with the exception of us and our family up ahead. I swear up and down it was a ghost we saw that night.
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I got a "you must spread rep. . . " message or I'd give you greenies for that.
Don't think I really believe in ghosts but I have had shit happen that I can't explain.
1. When we I was maybe 5 or 6 I spent a lot of time at my Grandparents with my cousins, we thought we saw all sorts of shit.. like a claw wrapped around the edge of the basement, tv's that would spontaniously turn themselves off or on. My aunt swore that a cougar jumped from a tree in front of her car to where she would have struck it with her windshiled and then it vanished. she also swore she saw an alligator in the backyard that vanished once.. but she is little bit weird.
those were most likely all of our childhood imaginations getting the best of us, always seemed strange that we all saw that hand/claw though..
2 when i was about 13 I moved into an actual schoolhouse with my family, 3 stories tall, abandoned and put up for auction. One of our first nights there we were all in the basement and everyone heard a baby crying. Everyone ran upstairs to find it and never did.
I've also explored some of the "haunted" graveyards (horseshoe) and houses that are in ohio but have never experienced anything unusual at them.
1. When we I was maybe 5 or 6 I spent a lot of time at my Grandparents with my cousins, we thought we saw all sorts of shit.. like a claw wrapped around the edge of the basement, tv's that would spontaniously turn themselves off or on. My aunt swore that a cougar jumped from a tree in front of her car to where she would have struck it with her windshiled and then it vanished. she also swore she saw an alligator in the backyard that vanished once.. but she is little bit weird.
those were most likely all of our childhood imaginations getting the best of us, always seemed strange that we all saw that hand/claw though..
2 when i was about 13 I moved into an actual schoolhouse with my family, 3 stories tall, abandoned and put up for auction. One of our first nights there we were all in the basement and everyone heard a baby crying. Everyone ran upstairs to find it and never did.
I've also explored some of the "haunted" graveyards (horseshoe) and houses that are in ohio but have never experienced anything unusual at them.
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scooter1369
HTTR Forever.
Since are giving more detailed descriptions, I will too.
That castle had a lot of areas that were roped off and such because they deemed unsafe or were being restored. We were originally led by a tour guide who, in broken but sexy English, told us everything she knew about the place.
When the official tour ended, we were allowed to walk freely on on the grounds as long as we didn't cross any ropes or tape. Thes areas were off limits. Keep in mind this visit was in April and I was stationed in Iceland at the time. (Got some stuff from there too)
Some of us entered a what used to be a doorway, but no longer had a door. Myself and the three guys I was with could feel a cold wind in this room. So it wasn't just me. While I never saw anything in the room, the whole time I was in there, I felt nauseous and depressed. You know that sense of forboding that so many people talk about in places where something absolutely awful has happened? That's what we felt.
We caught up witht he guide later and asked her, somewhat skeptically, if that was a dungeon or something. She said the room was believed to be the quarters of some of the stable hands and grounds workers. It was not protected from the elements very well when the castle was occupied and although many had gotten sick while living in that room, no one was believed to have died there.
One of the guys with me asked her about a kid named Raul. She looked kind of shocked with him and asked why he asked. He said he heard the name while were in the room. But none of the rest of us remembered speaking about anything other than the cold.
She said a stable boy who had lived in that room went by that name some 350 or so years before. His name was carved into a room upstairs as well. He was well liked by the family at the time. He was an orphan and that, that is how he came to be in theri service.
I don't know how Derek pulled that name out of his ass, but he did. He swore for as long as I knew him after that, that he had heard Duncan's voice say "Raul". Duncan wasn't one of the guys in the room with us. Duncan was Derek's roommate back in Keflavik.
That castle had a lot of areas that were roped off and such because they deemed unsafe or were being restored. We were originally led by a tour guide who, in broken but sexy English, told us everything she knew about the place.
When the official tour ended, we were allowed to walk freely on on the grounds as long as we didn't cross any ropes or tape. Thes areas were off limits. Keep in mind this visit was in April and I was stationed in Iceland at the time. (Got some stuff from there too)
Some of us entered a what used to be a doorway, but no longer had a door. Myself and the three guys I was with could feel a cold wind in this room. So it wasn't just me. While I never saw anything in the room, the whole time I was in there, I felt nauseous and depressed. You know that sense of forboding that so many people talk about in places where something absolutely awful has happened? That's what we felt.
We caught up witht he guide later and asked her, somewhat skeptically, if that was a dungeon or something. She said the room was believed to be the quarters of some of the stable hands and grounds workers. It was not protected from the elements very well when the castle was occupied and although many had gotten sick while living in that room, no one was believed to have died there.
One of the guys with me asked her about a kid named Raul. She looked kind of shocked with him and asked why he asked. He said he heard the name while were in the room. But none of the rest of us remembered speaking about anything other than the cold.
She said a stable boy who had lived in that room went by that name some 350 or so years before. His name was carved into a room upstairs as well. He was well liked by the family at the time. He was an orphan and that, that is how he came to be in theri service.
I don't know how Derek pulled that name out of his ass, but he did. He swore for as long as I knew him after that, that he had heard Duncan's voice say "Raul". Duncan wasn't one of the guys in the room with us. Duncan was Derek's roommate back in Keflavik.
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tyrus
F***ing Catalina Wine-Mixer
Has anyone seent he reality show on VH1 where they send 5 or 6 celebs into haunted houses and they see and hear shit. I have a little bit of it, but I still dont know exactly how the show works.
Just found this link.
http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/celebrity_paranormal/series_about.jhtml
Just found this link.
http://www.vh1.com/shows/dyn/celebrity_paranormal/series_about.jhtml
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