Have you ever had a paranormal experience??

[NewYorkBuck]

We're listening....er reading.....

Uh - ok. But not all of them - they would take too long to write.

The lesser of the two that happened to me was at an old house in Vermont that was purchased as a ski lodge by a ski club my dad belonged to. The club got the house cheap because no one in town will go near it as it was reported to be haunted. I didnt buy any of this, and decided to go up anyway. Late one night - me and few guys were playing bumper pool in one of the main rooms. As I went to bounce my ball off of one of the sides, as my cue hit the ball, it went off on almost a 90 degree angle to the left and straight up in the air - flew across the table and swished into the little hole. I have a degree in physics, and I can tell you that there is almost no way that the force I was imparting on the ball could have made it travel in that manner. I did not miss hit it or try to put english on it - i was simply trying to bounce it gently off the rail. Further, anyone who has played bumper pool knows how tight those holes are - a swish is almost impossible if you are dropping the ball by hand just inches above it - never mind traveling across the table. May not sound like much here, but seeing it made me and three other grown men put our sticks down and leave the room without saying a word.

Another is from one of my best friends. He was sleeping over his girlfriends house one night, and late one night was awoken by someone in the hallway. He looked out and saw some man walk by in boots and a woolen flannel shirt - almost like a lumberjack. Thinking it was only her father or brother coming home - he just went back to sleep. The next day - when he mentioned it to his gf, she kinda turned white and said no one was in the house all night except them and her mother. She then admitted to him that she at times saw the same apparition too - and the house is haunted.

Last - my parents own a 200+ year old farm house in rural Pennsylvannia. While the other paranormal that I experienced was indeed here (too long to write), there are many other small things that I noticed in that house that were rather creepy, especially in the main living room. Sometimes when Id be sleeping there alone, my old dog would start barking uncontrollably in the middle of the night - waking me up. Nothing was going on outside (there is no one who lives close!), and this is something that he never did any other place or any other time. A few other times Id be sitting on the couch reading, and all of a sudden, Id see him pick his head up - slowly pan across the room, then slowly pan up the stairs - like he was watching someone walk - but no one was there (to my eyes). Again, never saw him do this anywhere else. That and of course the random sounds, creeks, items falling, etc. - Im not totally sure what is going on up at that place, but I think something is.....

 

[scooter1369]

Those are cool stories. Thanks. I'll have to throw some rep around so I can hit you again for that.

 

[BuckeyeRyn]

I will let BKB post the story (if he chooses) about the day he started to believe in the paranormal... it involves a few parlor tricks that my deceased grandmother and I did to make him believe.

 

[matz2]

You guys may call bs on this story, but my cousin swears it is true. My aunt used to own a house in Spring Valley, Ohio. She swore that the house was haunted. Once, she left for vacation and my cousin and her boyfriend told her that they would watch the house for the week while she was gone.

The first night they went up to bed and turned everything off downstairs. They were woken up in the middle of the night by the downstairs tv that was turned on full blast. They both went downstairs as we had always heard that the house had "spirits". Well, I guess Scooby Doo was on and Shaggy said something like "I'm not scared of any ghost" and right after that line, the tv turned off. They pretty much packed their stuff up and left the house.

The next night, I took my girlfriend over there and we rented "Poltergeist" and "The Amnityville Horror". We didn't see a thing.



One more story, my grandmother said that she had a conversation in the middle of the night with my grandfather after he had passed away. She truely is not one to make up such a story.

 

[Muck]

Last - my parents own a 200+ year old farm house in rural Pennsylvannia. While the other paranormal that I experienced was indeed here (too long to write), there are many other small things that I noticed in that house that were rather creepy, especially in the main living room. Sometimes when Id be sleeping there alone, my old dog would start barking uncontrollably in the middle of the night - waking me up. Nothing was going on outside (there is no one who lives close!), and this is something that he never did any other place or any other time. A few other times Id be sitting on the couch reading, and all of a sudden, Id see him pick his head up - slowly pan across the room, then slowly pan up the stairs - like he was watching someone walk - but no one was there (to my eyes). Again, never saw him do this anywhere else. That and of course the random sounds, creeks, items falling, etc. - Im not totally sure what is going on up at that place, but I think something is.....

A buddy of mine growing up had neighbors who had similar experiences in their farmhouse.

 

[Taosman]

When I was a child in the Ohio Valley, my family lived in an old, rickety
3 family house.
This was the 60s and the house was old, even then.
It was during a particularly cold winter.
I was bundled up in several blankets and a very heavy comforter.
Some thing woke me in the night.
I sat up to see a shape like a man.
I tried to scream, but was so terrified I was speechless.
So, I just ducked under the covers and waited till morning.
I never mentioned it to my parents.
I remember that shape to this day.
And how I couldn't scream.

 

[Muck]

Now that sounds like a classic sleep paralysis episode. :)

 

[Taosman]

Now that sounds like a classic sleep paralysis episode. :)

Don't go fuckin' with my fun, Muck! :tongue2:

 

[TSKCoug]

I have never seen a ghost before but when I was 13 my parents and I went to Europe for a month. One of the places we visited was Dachau. It's a place that made my hair stand on end. For any of you who have been there you know that very little of the concentration camp remains, but certainly an evil and oppressive air remains. I have certainly never been anywhere else that I was so eager to leave. As we went back out the front gate with "Arbeit Macht Frei" over head. We all felt as though we could breath again, the colors returned to the world.

 

[BoxCar_Willie]

My wife and I were sitting on the couch at about 10:30 a few weeks ago and I had a feeling someone was visiting the house, though my wife didn't, I could tell it wasn't a ghost we should have been concerned with but couldn't tell who it was. I saw a quick shadow go by and we heard something slowly walk up our stairs, into our youngest daughters crib, our daughter made a little noise. Then we heard the steps go into our other daughters room. Finally my wife could tell who it was, it was my Grandmother who had passed away in the last year, so I talked to her and told her that it was nice of her to come back and see us and let us know that there was something beyond death. My wife saw a shadow flash on the wall next to my left side and I heard my Grandmother voice but only in my left ear, it was very faint and I have no idea what she said. She said about a 5-6 word sentence but it was as if she was shouting accross a large gymnasium. I made out none of it except that it was her voice. After that she was gone.

 

[FCollinsBuckeye]

Wow - great thread guys :)

I certainly tried to have paranormal experiences while in High School in NW Ohio. My buddies and I would drive to some of the haunted hotspots in the area, but ended up creeping each other out more than seeing anything specifically out of the ordinary. My most memorable trip was to Nazareth Hall, near the Maumee River between Toledo and Waterville. It was the mid 80s (the place was abandoned at the time) and it was legendary for being haunted. Anyway, we drove out there one night and walked around the grounds and the building. Of course, we did this in the late fall, and the trees were bare - making the place especially creepy. I remember the adrenaline rush of creeping around outside of this supposedly haunted place. A few of the windows on the first floor were broken, but honestly, there was no way I was brave enough to try and climb in. As we got around to the back, we were so freaked out by the energy/atmosphere that something (strange sound or something) sent us running back the car and peeling out to the road.

Not much of a story, but it was a thrilling night, even if we didn't see anything particularly paranormal.

NYB: I'd love to read your account of your other experience at the old farm house. :)

 

[NewYorkBuck]

NYB: I'd love to read your account of your other experience at the old farm house. :)

FCB - Given the clock strikes less than four hours to All Hallows Eve and I have cigar and scotch in hand, pull up a comfortable chair close to the fire and follow me as I spin my haunted yarn. However, the wise listener may wish to take along some silver bullets and perhaps a sprig of mistletoe just in case.....mu ha ha ha ha.....

Ok - enough setting the mood.....

Its was about eight or so years ago, and most of my family went up to the farmhouse for a family gathering. I think it could have been for Easter, which we always do, but my recollection is that it was too warm for that time of year. Anyway, I got up there late with my younger brother, and when we arrived one of my older brothers was still up. So we sat around the kitchen table talking, and somehow the conversation turned to the cornfields that were about 50 yards or so outside the kitchen window. While my parents farm has its own fields, the house is actually positioned at then edge of the property, so the field in question actually belonged to another farm a way down the road. What was remarkable about this corn field was two rather large mounds that stood out on an otherwise flat plot of cornfield. We recalled our mother telling us that an archeologist asked the farmer next door if he could excavate those mounds, postulating that they were Indian burial grounds. The farmer declined, but this idea led us to the debate that night on just what exactly those mounds were. So we went back and forth on theories, and were left with two. The first, maintained by me, was that they were in fact burial grounds, as I knew of no non-man-made forces that can make two such large mounds of such a shape in an otherwise flat piece of land. My older brother maintained that they were likely made by some winter climatological event, perhaps even a glacier. Again, I dismissed this because of their solitude and shape.

In any event, it got to be past 3 in the morning, and we all decided to go to bed. My older brother went into the front upstairs room with his wife, and me and my younger brother went into the other upstairs room. As I have done my whole life, I just cannot go to sleep without reading at least a little bit. So my brother laid the bed next to mine, and I sat pouring over a book. Just when I started to find my old place in the book, I heard a sound - a sound that made me just curious when I first heard it, almost like it only registered to my rational mind at first. What I could tell was that it was WAY down the road, probably at least a quarter of a mile, but it was still reasonably loud. I could tell because the window was completely open. Then, about two seconds later, I heard the sound again. This time, it was right in front of the house, and VERY loud. I?m not talking something you are not sure you are hearing or not - it was so loud that I heard it echo off the barn across the street. What stuck me now is how fast this thing was moving - just two seconds ago it seemed to be all the way down the road. At this point, it started to occur to me what the sound sounded like, and the hair stood up on the back of my neck. About two seconds later, I heard it one more time, this time WAY down the road past the house. Whatever it was - this thing was moving fast. As I sat there still looking at my book - I said to my brother - "Do you know what that sounded like." He responded - "Don't even say it."

I have been around a lot of different machinery in my life, I have hunted and been around a lot of different animals. Never have I ever heard any machine or animal make a sound that remotely sounded like what I heard that night. What did it sound like you ask? The only description that I know of that can capture that sound is - an Indian war call. Even more - I cant explain exactly what - but there was an chilling air about it - almost like it was an octave lower than your used to hearing on the old TV westerns, but still very loud. But still, the only way I could describe that sound to someone is a war call.

The next morning, my older brother admitted to hearing it too, and agreed on what it sounded like. An interesting note is that night his wife teased us that talking about the mounds might wake the spirits up, and she refused to talk about it. However, she was lying next to my brother awake that night, and to this day denies hearing anything at all. That day, we investigated around to the only things that could make that sound. The farmer next door said it could have been when he primes his milk pumps in the morning. We heard him do this - it sounded nothing like what we heard.

Sometimes I wonder what I would have seen if I was looking out the window that night at whatever moved past our house. Perhaps it is just for the best that I didn?t. This may not sound like much, but I tell you that was the creepiest sound I have ever heard, and I can admit that I got a chill just writing about it again here in such detail. What I can tell you is my brothers and I have never brought up the origin of those mounds ever again.....

 

[CCI]

wow I cant believe the thread its Awesome
I have read every post, some scary stories

 

[BoxCar_Willie]

Here's an old one that I posted before, it's pretty fucked up.

After college I moved to KC in 08/99. In December 99 I needed a place to stay for a month or so and one friend out there was trying to sell his sisters old ass house on the Northeast side. It was barely furnished but did have a bed and W/D.

I didn't want to stay there once I arrived. Something in the house and especially the basement wanted me out of the house. Every time I went downstairs to do a load of laundry I felt the need to warn whatever was down there I was coming down and to sprint upstairs afterwards. Several times during the night I was awoken by something pulling on my arms, trying to pull me out of bed. One night in particular I awoke with a feeling of electricity and numbness all over my body but the sensation was mainly in my back. Then I noticed that while it was about 2-3 in the morning there was a super super bright light coming from the hall and shining all around and under my bedroom door as well as the connecting bathroom door, which led to the hall.
I freaked out and grabbed a 357 in one hand and a .22 pistol in the other (I had been prepared and they were by my bed) I sat in the corner on the floor where I could get the best vantage point of both doors and waited for about 2-3 minutes. All I ever saw was flashes of light and shadows created from the doorframe of the bathroom, the light was moving, I was scared shitless, shaking uncontrollably, terrified. I didn't want whatever that was anywhere near me, and I wasn't entirely confident that a Hydrashok 357 round would make a difference. Then it suddenly winked out though I stayed in the corner, my heart racing and eyes fixed on the doors till morning before I gathered enough courage to leave the room.

The next afternoon I went to the basement pretty pissed off (at least acting pissed, I was scared) and yelled that I was only going to be in the house for a few more weeks and to leave me the fuck alone. After that I still occasionally woke with my arm being pulled off my chest if I was sleeping on my back but nothing major. I actually got used to it, though I was not unhappy when I moved out in January.

 

[BoxCar_Willie]

Eh, one more it's late.

When my first daughter was born my wife and I lived in apartments in South KC on the state line. One night after feeding our daughter I laid her back in her crib and walked back into the living room only to see a shadow of something standing in the kitchen. The shadow moved like it was walking toward our pantry and finally it disappeared. I just stayed by the wall for a bit till I got the courage to return the bottle to the fridge. It freaked the shit out of me.
My wife didn't believe me at all the next morning.
Later, when we were moving out of that place my father was helping her pack in our closet. She was on the floor packing up shoes and my father took a box to the moving truck. I was in the bathroom but heard her talking to herself. Then after a few moments she came out of the bedroom sheet white. She had assumed my dad had come back for more boxes without looking up to check because his shadow had passed by her, she was talking to him, or so she thought. She freaked out when she realized she was alone.

Actually that kind of crap started big time in that apartment when we were given this old antique dresser after our first daughter was born. At night it always looked like someone was standing in our bedroom door. My daughters binkies would fly out of her crib. Finally one night (after we had moved) we heard the rocking chair next to her crib going through the monitor and went to investigate (it wasn't the first time). It was still rocking when we entered her room. At 1 in the morning I emptied the drawers of that dresser and in one trip carried that fucker out to the dumpster and heaved it in. After that everything weird going on stopped. It took us a while to figure out that everything started at one particular point. We thought it was just our apartment but when we moved from that apartment and nothing changed we figured it out quickly. Haven't had any regular hauntings since.