Has anyone ever lived in a Haunted House?

[MissStacey 1]

I love watching all these shows about Hauntings and Paranormal experiences and reading Ghost story books.

If you have any stories- I'd love to read them!

[Mark&Steph 0]

I love watching all these shows about Hauntings and Paranormal experiences and reading Ghost story books.

If you have any stories- I'd love to read them!

Nothing too interesting but I (Mark) moved back to my parents house during the visa process (to save money for regular flights to the US *lol*) and while I was there, they told me of the two ghosts that various family members have seen in the house, a middle aged man and a young girl. The man was only seen walking through the kitchen, through the laundry area and out the back door. The girl was seen going up the stairs, and into the guest bedroom... the room I was sleeping in. One day, I caught light and movement out the corner of my eye. Looked down, and my cellphone was scrolling through the address book and it stopped on a friends name. About 10 minutes later, it did it again, and about another 10 minutes he sent a text message. Thinking there may have been a problem with the phone I asked if he'd tried earlier, but he hadn't...

There were also occasions where what my dad had copied and pasted some text, and it came out completely different and referred to a young girl. This same text appeared on more than one occasion.

Don't know if there is a logical explanation but it creeped me out at the time.

I've also been told that when I was a kid I saw a ghost, but I don't know if I remember that, or remember it after the fact (if I made up the memory after being told about it)

Edited July 3, 2007 by Mark&Steph

[MissStacey 1]

A few weird things have happened at Mel's house here in New Orleans. Nothing recently, but when I first got here.

Twice I have turned off the shower to hear the bathroom faucet running- the first time I thought I must have left it on after brushing my teeth. When it happened a second time- I know It weirded me out- it is such a habit for me to turn the facet off, I am positive I didn't leave it on.

One night I was sitting on a bench in the backyard having a cigarette. I was looking in the direction of the tool shed and noticed a bright white haze on the bottom glass panel on the door. I kept staring at it- there was no lights on in Mel or his neighbors house that would have been reflecting on the glass. I even peeked around the corner of the house to see if there was any lights- nothing. Mel was asleep and I didn't want to wake him up. I went back in the house and starting watching TV again- I went back out a while later and saw the tool shed door was now wide open. Now I smoke in the front under the lit carport- not just because of that night but also because of the frogs and other creepy crawlies that are out there

When I first got here- this house did feel very strange to me- it wasn't a bad or evil feeling- just something I wasn't used to. Now I am quite comfortable and feel good here.

I have stories about my childhood home in Quebec, but I'll save that for another time. I'm still waking up.

[almaty 19]

i did..alton is recognized as one of the most haunted cities in america..and a man was killed by a baseball bat, in the 50s...he was friendly though, so no issues,,,except sh!t disappeared for a month or two, and i find it lying on the floor next to the bed..,..like a crow, he liked shiny things

[Jamie76 0]

I've never lived, but two homes right next to me are. In one, the father killed his family with a hammer and then shot himself back in the 1930s. I've just heard a lot of strange things happen in there.

In the other, the place is haunted by an elderly man I knew while growing up. He lived there his whole life. Never married. He was the music professor at the local college back in the 40s or 50s. Anyway, when he died, another family moved in (mom and her boyfriend and her daughter). Although the piano that he owned was donated to the college, the new family owned one. It wasn't long after they moved in that they started having problems. In the middle of the night the piano would begin to play. One time, the woman had a fight with her boyfriend so afterwards she went upstairs to lay down. She felt someone sit next to her on the bed and touch her hair. She thought it was her boyfriend. When she turned to see him, no one was there. I guess a lot of things happened down in the basement but she never talked about it, but according to her friend who was one of my co-workers, it was pretty bad.

[GaryC 7]

Like Dean I grew up close to Alton. The place is a real hot-bed for spooks. I was going to college at Lewis and Clark when I was younger. I had a job in the library. The library used to be the chapel when it was a girls school way back when. I was working there late in the evening. I knew I was the only one there because the check out counter was by the only door that led to the library. I was sitting there checking in books when I clearly heard the floor creaking in front of me. When someone walks on the floor it makes a very loud and distinct sound. I looked up and could hear the sound of footsteps starting from where Hariet Haskels bedroom used to be (now the periodical room) moving through the main part of the library (the old chapel) and exiting out the door. Hariet Haskel was one of the original teachers when Bengiman Godfrey built the school back in the 1800's. She is said to still be there.

Edited July 3, 2007 by Iniibig ko si Luz forever

[almaty 19]

cool story brother gary

[Jamie76 0]

Anyone watch Ghost Hunters on the Sci-Fi Channel? It's on Wednesday nights. One of my favorites.

[Niels Bohr 72]

When I was at the University of Massachusetts - Amherst as a Freshman inside my dorm doing my homework on my laptop, I felt a cold chill. It was in the middle of winter. My windows were down, and lights was off. I kept on feeling a cold draft across my body. I think nothing of it. Then, the newpapers that were on the ground started shuffling. I looked at the Window, and it was closed. How can this be? Then, it got colder. So, I got up to get my sweatshirt on the hanger. However, as soon as I turned away from my laptop I saw a fog or white smoke coming underneath my roommate's bed (who wasn't there). I got so freaked, I shut my eyes and ran to the door and knocked on my neighbor's room door. I was shaking, and it was 1 a.m. in the morning.

Freaky. Since that first semester, I transferred to another room. I will never ever sleep with my lights off when I'm alone. LOL.

[Clarky and Tarah 0]

A couple of years back my mom, my best friend and I were home by ourselves cooking dinner. We heard voices in the back bedroom, but just assumed someone had left the tv on. We continued cooking, but after awhile the voices got louder and louder. It sounded like and old man and a kid talking. Mom asked me to go back and turn off the television since no one was home to watch it. I went back into the room and found the tv was off:blink: . I was really confused, especially when I realized the voices were gone. I went into the other rooms that had tvs, but they were all off, too.

Another time I came downstairs from my room in the middle of the night and looked over at the recliner and saw who I thought was my mom. I started to go to the bathroom, then turned back to ask her a question and no one was there. After looking around the house I found that the only person home was my dad and he was outside working in the hay.

Maybe my family is just crazy.

[Marilyn. 340]

Anyone watch Ghost Hunters on the Sci-Fi Channel? It's on Wednesday nights. One of my favorites.

yeah, hubby and I like watching that show..

[Mephys 2]

All these stories are scaring me.....

My husband lived in an old house when he was a teenager and he told me once he was in his bedroom reading a book and his door was slightly opened. He then saw a black shadow in it and could barely see the light from outside the door, maybe like the last inche up to the ceiling. He hid his face in his book and when he looked back, the shadow was gone. He went to check in the house but his parents were both outside working in the yard and he was alone.......Whatever that thing must have been, it was really tall. That was in Michigan.

[Emancipation 2]

We have a big Catholic church in my home town that is known to be visited at night in the belfry by a young woman in a flowing dress. It's something that many people have noted seeing, and I have to say that I have seen something very similar late at night walking up King St.

On PEI ghost ships are also very very common, and I have seen on neumerous occaisions the ships burning in the distance late in the evening. Very creepy sight!

On a funny note - when I was in College - our college was in an old Convent that was said to be haunted. We "aquired" an old habit and were known late at night to break into the boy's dorms, slip into the habit and "haunt" the floors.. Oh man it was a sweet deal to scare the guys late at night under the glow of the "exit" lights Bad I know..

[MissStacey 1]

These stories are great!!

I hope there is lots more coming

[Arazia 0]

There was a time, a number of years ago, when my ex and I were appartment hunting in Milwaukee. After passing up the appartment-equivalent of a borg cube (cube appartments within a bigger cube) we ended up looking at a place near downtown. There was a taped cross up on the door, and the moment I stepped foot into the place, I grabbed my ex and whispered 'Someone was murdered here'. I'm not sure where the feeling came from, but there was something about that place that creeped me out.

The walls were all painted over with cheap white paint, the runners were painted over red. The kitchen was destroyed, and so was the bathroom. The woman who was showing us the place said that everything would be renovated. Which was fine and good, but I just wanted out of there. In the end, my ex ended up chosing that appartment because it was cheap, but that wasn't the end of my troubles. I lived there for a summer, spending much of my time alone, and I always felt as if I was being watched. There was one time where I was angry at our cat for knocking something over so I ran into the kitchen and tried to grab him, and just as I did, all the power went out. I got this -terrified- feeling and kept repeating 'we have to get out of here'. We left for a few hours and I didn't feel the same dread when I got back.

The worst of it, though, was one evening while I was having trouble sleeping. The place had no airconditioning, and it got stifflingly hot in the summer. I started hearing a strange sound like... bare feet on tile. It sounded as if it came from a distance and then got closer. Now, this sounded like -children-'s footsteps, not an adult. Abruptly as they sounded right outside our doorway, the footsteps stopped. The next thing I heard was my ex's voice saying 'Hey, do you see that writing on the wall?" I was already freaked out, so I opened my eyes, and infront of them was writing in read across the wall. I can't remember most of it, but I remember a spanish name and a warning. I tried to scream, and nothing happened. If it was a dream, there was no cut-off between awake and dreaming. A few minutes later I poked my ex and he didn't remember saying anything at all, and there was nothing on the walls.

Luckily, I moved out shortly afterwards. I never felt comfortable there.

My own house, on the other hand, was sold to my parents directly from the people who built it. There were two people in my family who passed away there, my brother and my grandmother. My surviving brother, on a whim, brought a friend of a friend over who considered themselves a 'sensitive'. Without knowing any of the history of our family, this sensitive identified two spirits, one downstairs that was a kind spirit like that of a child, the other a neutral spirit that seemed older that dwelled in the upstairs.

I've always felt a bond between myself and my deceased brother. He passed away when he was five. I used to sleep with his stuffed animals as a child. One night, when I was very sick and couldn't sleep, I looked out into the hallway to see a small blue humanoid form hovering in my doorway. Like any child, I got very scared and hid under the blankets. A little while later, I looked up and the shape was still there. It seemed to waver for a moment, and then moved off towards the room across the hallway (which was my dead brother's room). Please keep in mind, when I was this young, I had -no- idea that I even had a deceased brother. My mother told me a few years later.