Will you tell us of your "ghost" experience?

After remolding the old house we bought.
I full filled my hope of get lacy white, Priscilla curtains for our bedroom.

Had saved spare money & looked the curtains every time we were at the discount store.

Finally I bought them!

So eager to put them up ,, I ironed & put them up .
Only to see that one pair had the ruffle facing same direction as its mate.

Stood there disappointed when I heard my deceased Mother's voice.

"Aren't you glad I taught you how to sew?"

Removed the ruffle sewed put it on the side it belonged.

This was back in early 1980s.
Still have the curtains which are showing some wear from being laundered often.
 

Necessary? No. But then, is a whole thread of silly ghost stories "necessary?" Why on earth should anyone believe such nonsense, or take it seriously?

If it was labeled as "fiction," such as: Hey, gang, let's tell each other ghost stories for a change, just for fun," I'd have a different attitude about it. I liked Shirley Jackson and Edgar Allen Poe as much as the next person. But these tales sound as if they are narrations of the truth, and they are being believed? Really?

If this is just supposed to be "Let's make up some scary ghost stories that a 10-year-old might believe," then I apologize for reacting to it as any rational adult would. (Well, many of the rational adults are obviously just ignoring it.) But if you're telling ghost stories, believing them to be true, sorry, I'm gonna express my opinion.

One possible explanation for all these spooks, ghosts, spirits, and goblins that are appearing to some of you is (and I'm serious now) that many of the medications that are prescribed to people have strange hallucinogenic effects. That's sometimes listed as one of the possible side effects of a drug. People very clearly "see" dead people from their lives standing at the foot of their bed. Or they hear their voices. These are medical effects, and thinking you are really seeing or hearing ghosts proves that your medication is doing a number on your mind, calling up memories that we all carry with us. It's nothing more. Don't shoot the messenger.
The problem with your analysis with respect to my case was that there was a room full of very intelligent adults not on medication who all witnessed the same thing. As for the other stories, who among us on this forum is so exalted that they can adjudicate what others say? Personally, I don't spend a lot of time thinking about ghosts or the paranormal but I do put stock in what I've seen that has been verified by others amd see no reason to put down others. That said, my best to you and yours.
 

My uncle died from an injury at the place where he worked and my family and I were milling around my parents' patio discussing the upcoming service when my cousin's 5 year old son came out from the house with a big smile on his face. He looked around at all the somber adults and asked his mom what we were talking about that had us looking so sad and serious, and his mom explained that Uncle Milt died. The boy looked incredulous and said, "No he didn't. He's in the kitchen." Then he turned to all of us and said, "He's laughing at you guys."
 
This is not a "ghost" story but it was strange. I was on the way to the hospital where my wife was dying from cancer. It was a lovely, clear morning when I had the strangest thought in my head. I felt like my wife was saying, "I'm sick & tired of this hospital. I'm getting up. Let's go home." I checked my watch which said 8:20 am. I arrived at the hospital in about 10 minutes & was told that my dear wife has just passed away at 8:20 am. I don't believe in ghosts but to this day that incident scares me. I asked a nurse about this & she said it is often common when a couple is very close together & one dies without the other. She was my soul mate & we were almost never apart. Sad ending for a lovely, beautiful lady.
 
My ghost or mysterious happening took place roughly 30 years ago.

It was late in the night, maybe 10 pm, I was doing dishes and tidying up the kitchen. For months the loss of a lifelong friend had been weighing on me heavily, and as I worked getting the kitchen pulled together, a strong urge came over me to drop what I was doing and look outside, so I slung the tea-towel over my shoulder, turned, and started walking towards the living room window and suddenly, it was as if I walked into what felt like an icy cold thing (I can't describe it).

It was winter and all, so cold outside, yet the house was warm and the heat was on, and there were no drafts or open doors or windows in the house at the time. To make the strange happening even more unsettling, as soon as I walked into the icy cold shape, it felt as though I was trying to walk through a thick sludge, it even slowed my pace down as I entered and exited the cold spot, and the size of the icy cold shape was in keeping with the size of an average human being.

It all happened so fast, one second I hit the cold patch, my pace drastically slowed down, as if I was swimming through sticky glue, and the next second, I was through whatever it was that I just encountered, and my speed picked up again. It took me a few steps to stop and allow what just unfolded to register with me, causing me to stop, turn, and walk through the same spot again to see what it was that I just felt, yet when I came upon the icy cold spot I had just experienced, it was gone, the entire room was toasty warm, the air still.

Even more unsettling was the fact that I had felt a sense of being watched for quite some time that evening while I busy working in the kitchen, at times to the point where it gave me chills, causing me to look over my shoulder, yet there was nothing there, but I do remember an uneasy feeling that was washing through me, nothing I could put my thumb on, just a creepy, haunting feeling.

I remember feeling a strong presence in the room just prior to a voice telling me to look outside, yet when all was said and done, the house felt calm once again, peaceful, free of whatever it was that had come to visit that night, and never has another happening like it occurred again.

It still sends shivers up and down my spine when I think about it, knowing that it was something, something not human, something unknown, something that shouldn't have been in our home.

For months, even years after, I tried telling myself it was my friend that I lost, she was coming to visit me, but she would never would have done something to spook me like that.

I strongly feel to this day that it was an entity, a being of some kind, and it shouldn't have been there.

In closing, I would like others to weigh-in on this for me, I want you to give me your take on what transpired that night, your own belief as to what transpired, your own belief as to what it was.
I firmly believe every word of your story Aunt Marg, but don’t have a similar experience to share. There is still a lot to learn about supernatural episodes like yours but it's hard going, most people refuse to believe.
 
According to some scientific research paranormal experiences are easily explainable. I won’t go into that research here as it would take a year and a day. What’s important is, whatever happens to a person is real to them.

Since childhood, I have had mysterious experiences. At the time I thought everyone had these and life carried on. I don’t try to figure them out and usually don’t talk about them but my family know and respect them.

The most recent ones are : I was getting ready for bed one night and felt a strong presence in the room. I was not afraid because it’s not the first time I have felt “presences.” Anyway, to cut a long story short, I went to the TV room to ask my husband when he was coming to bed. The look on his face stopped me in my tracks. He told me a relative had just rung with the news my brother who lives in the UK, had died of a heart attack,

Another time, I was taking a visitor from overseas on a tour of South Australia. She was researching her family history and wanted to visit the town and the cemetery where that ancestor was believed to have been buried. Anyway, short story, she ask me to take a picture of her at a grave. Just for good measure, I took a photo with her camera and also with mine.

Later that night, I checked the cameras, the pictures were missing from both. During the night I woke up to go to the bathroom and I felt a presence in the room, not a happy one, but something that caused me fear. What happened to the pictures? What was the “presence” in my room?

PS: I don't think Sunny meant any harm, just my humble opinion.☯️
 
I firmly believe every word of your story Aunt Marg, but don’t have a similar experience to share. There is still a lot to learn about supernatural episodes like yours but it's hard going, most people refuse to believe.
Thank you, Mellow. 🤗

Being disbelieved... looked at as being a freak... an oddball, that's why I am always so hesitant to post about happenings related to.
 
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Not a ghost story, but it's hard to ignore that there might be something in all these experiences. My dad died rather young (47). He was an interstate truckie. Unfortunately, he was on one of his trips when he passed away, peacefully (I hope) in his sleep, alone and in a motel unit. Our dog fretted for him something awful, right from the first day, which was strange because he was away regularly and the dog was used to that. It might have come down to her picking up something from our feelings at the time, but my mother swore she crawled under the bed, crying and acting strangely before Mum had even been notified.

And I almost forgot. Mum also mentioned that she lost her for a while and finally found her tucked away somewhere with her head on Dad's old toolbox. Mum always swore that the dog knew Dad was dead, and never coming home.
 
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Well, I'm a 'dead know nothing' guy

Ghosts, apparitions, 'angels', whatever you wanna call 'em, they ain't the good guys, and they ain't yer folks
(that's my belief)

Beyond my back fence is a graveyard
Very very quiet folks

Now, if they start gettin' rowdy, I'll let y'all know

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Funny (and true) story to share with you about cemeteries/graveyards, Gary.

We were friends with an old Italian man and his wife many years ago (they've since passed on), anyhow, in their old neighbourhood they lived next to a cemetery, and the Mr., spent his days in the garden.

One day while out digging in his garden, a neighbour came by to chat with the Mr., and noticed the nice gold wristwatch the Mr., was wearing, and when the neighbour commented on the watch as to how nice it was, the Mr., looked at the watch casually, then said, "you wouldn't believe'a all'a the riches I'a digga up'a in'a my'a garden, when it'a rains'a hard'a, it'a washes all'a of'a the dead'a peoples rings and jewels and things'a underground'a, and I'a find'a them'a when'a digging in'a my'a garden".

The Mr., must have been very convincing, because he had his neighbour believing every word he said, and he said his neighbours eyes were as big as saucers as he was telling him. ROFLMAO!
 
My ghost or mysterious happening took place roughly 30 years ago.

It was late in the night, maybe 10 pm, I was doing dishes and tidying up the kitchen. For months the loss of a lifelong friend had been weighing on me heavily, and as I worked getting the kitchen pulled together, a strong urge came over me to drop what I was doing and look outside, so I slung the tea-towel over my shoulder, turned, and started walking towards the living room window and suddenly, it was as if I walked into what felt like an icy cold thing (I can't describe it).

It was winter and all, so cold outside, yet the house was warm and the heat was on, and there were no drafts or open doors or windows in the house at the time. To make the strange happening even more unsettling, as soon as I walked into the icy cold shape, it felt as though I was trying to walk through a thick sludge, it even slowed my pace down as I entered and exited the cold spot, and the size of the icy cold shape was in keeping with the size of an average human being.

It all happened so fast, one second I hit the cold patch, my pace drastically slowed down, as if I was swimming through sticky glue, and the next second, I was through whatever it was that I just encountered, and my speed picked up again. It took me a few steps to stop and allow what just unfolded to register with me, causing me to stop, turn, and walk through the same spot again to see what it was that I just felt, yet when I came upon the icy cold spot I had just experienced, it was gone, the entire room was toasty warm, the air still.

Even more unsettling was the fact that I had felt a sense of being watched for quite some time that evening while I busy working in the kitchen, at times to the point where it gave me chills, causing me to look over my shoulder, yet there was nothing there, but I do remember an uneasy feeling that was washing through me, nothing I could put my thumb on, just a creepy, haunting feeling.

I remember feeling a strong presence in the room just prior to a voice telling me to look outside, yet when all was said and done, the house felt calm once again, peaceful, free of whatever it was that had come to visit that night, and never has another happening like it occurred again.

It still sends shivers up and down my spine when I think about it, knowing that it was something, something not human, something unknown, something that shouldn't have been in our home.

For months, even years after, I tried telling myself it was my friend that I lost, she was coming to visit me, but she would never would have done something to spook me like that.

I strongly feel to this day that it was an entity, a being of some kind, and it shouldn't have been there.

In closing, I would like others to weigh-in on this for me, I want you to give me your take on what transpired that night, your own belief as to what transpired, your own belief as to what it was.
@Aunt Marg the being or entity meant you no harm
It probably was your lifelong friend because you would have had an unbreakable bond with her in life
This bond was unbreakable even after death
Please don't be frightened....rather you are one of the privileged few who have these experiences
This is your sixth sense and do not be afraid of it even though it can be very un-nerving
 
I have experiences with Poltergeists
25 years ago I lived a different life with my first husband and 2 adult Uni student children at home
Every morning I would walk into the kitchen and get the breakfast ready
We had many coffee cups on cup hooks hanging near the stove
One day all the coffee cups were upside down but hanging on their hooks
I thought it was one of the kids trying to be funny but no
I tried to hang the coffee cups upside down but found great difficulty
Monday through to Friday this happened every morning
I rang a ParaNormal Society in Adelaide and they explained it was a Poltergeist
They are mischievous spirits that just don't want to cause harm they are just a nuisance
Not like the one in the movie Poltergeist
 
No paranormal experiences myself but I can tell you that looking out through a clear, cold night at the Northern Lights (Aurora Borealis), is like watching colourful spirits of some kind dancing across the sky. It's one of the most spiritual things I've ever witnessed o_O
 
Odd timing to see this thread as tonight I watched a documentary about the most famous couple (Ed & Lorraine Warren) in America related to the paranormal. It is the second time I watched it and recommend it to all. I have attached their story below. What puzzles me above all is why poltergeist events consists of often nothing more than moving things. Granted, there are other things that happen but many episode are similar. I am amazed how many people here have experienced the paranormal

Annabelle[edit]​

Main article: Annabelle (doll)
According to the Warrens, in the year 1968, two roommates claimed their Raggedy Ann doll was possessed by the spirit of a young girl named Annabelle Higgins. The Warrens took the doll, telling the roommates it was "being manipulated by an inhuman presence", and put it on display at the family's "Occult Museum". The legend of the doll inspired several films in the Conjuring Universe and is a recurring leitmotif in many others.[14]

Amityville[edit]
The Warrens are probably best known for their involvement in the 1975 Amityville Horror in which New York couple George and Kathy Lutz claimed that their house was haunted by a violent, demonic presence so intense that it eventually drove them out of their home. The Amityville Horror Conspiracy authors Stephen and Roxanne Kaplan characterized the case as a "hoax".[15] Lorraine Warren told a reporter for The Express-Times newspaper that the Amityville Horror was not a hoax. The reported haunting was the basis for the 1977 book The Amityville Horror and adapted into the 1979 and 2005 films of the same name, while also serving as inspiration for the film series that followed. The Warrens' version of events is partially adapted and portrayed in the opening sequence of The Conjuring 2 (2016). According to Benjamin Radford, the story was "refuted by eyewitnesses, investigations and forensic evidence".[12] In 1979, lawyer William Weber stated that he, Jay Anson, and the occupants "invented" the horror story "over many bottles of wine".[16][13]

Enfield poltergeist[edit]​

Main article: Enfield poltergeist
In 1977, the Warrens investigated claims that a family in the North London suburb of Enfield was haunted by poltergeist activity. While a number of independent observers dismissed the incident as a hoax carried out by "attention-hungry" children, the Warrens were convinced that it was a case of "demonic possession". The story was the inspiration for The Conjuring 2, although critics say the Warrens were involved "to a far lesser degree than portrayed in the movie" and in fact had shown up to the scene uninvited and been refused admittance to the home.[17][18][19]

Cheyenne Johnson[edit]​

Main article: Trial of Arne Cheyenne Johnson
In 1981, Arne Cheyenne Johnson was accused of killing his landlord, Alan Bono. Ed and Lorraine Warren had been called prior to the killing to deal with the alleged demonic possession of the younger brother of Johnson's fiancée. The Warrens subsequently claimed that Johnson was also possessed. At trial, Johnson attempted to plead Not Guilty by Reason of Demonic Possession, but was unsuccessful with his plea. This story serves as the inspiration for The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It (2021).[20] The case was described in the 1983 book The Devil in Connecticut by Gerald Brittle.

Snedeker house[edit]​

In 1986, Ed and Lorraine Warren arrived and proclaimed the Snedeker house, a former funeral home, to be infested with demons. The case was featured in the 1993 book In a Dark Place: The Story of a True Haunting. A TV film that later became part of the Discovery Channel series A Haunting was produced in 2002. The Haunting in Connecticut, a film very loosely based on the Warrens' version of events and directed by Peter Cornwell, was released in 2009. Horror author Ray Garton, who wrote an account of the alleged haunting of the Snedeker family in Southington, Connecticut, later called into question the veracity of the accounts contained in his book, saying: "The family involved, which was going through some serious problems like alcoholism and drug addiction, could not keep their story straight, and I became very frustrated; it's hard writing a non-fiction book when all the people involved are telling you different stories".[11] To paranormal investigator Benjamin Radford, Garton said of Lorraine "'if she told me the sun would come up tomorrow morning, I'd get a second opinion'".[21]

Smurl family[edit]​

Main article: Smurl haunting
Pennsylvania residents Jack and Janet Smurl reported their home was disturbed by numerous supernatural phenomena, including sounds, smells and apparitions. The Warrens became involved and claimed that the Smurl home was occupied by four spirits and also a demon that allegedly sexually assaulted Jack and Janet. The Smurls' version of their story was the subject of a 1986 paperback titled The Haunted and television film of the same name directed by Robert Mandel.

Union Cemetery[edit]​

Main article: Union Cemetery (Easton, Connecticut)
Ed Warren's book Graveyard: True Hauntings from an Old New England Cemetery (St Martins Press, 1992) features a "White Lady" ghost which haunts Union Cemetery. He claimed to have “captured her essence” on film.

Other activities[edit]​

The Warrens were responsible for training several self-described demonologists, including Dave Considine[22] and their nephew John Zaffis.[23]

Personal life[edit]​

Ed and Lorraine Warren were members of the Roman Catholic Church.[24] The Warrens held that demonic forces are likely to possess those who lack faith.[24] Ed and Lorraine married together in 1945.[25] In 1950, Lorraine gave birth to their daughter named Judy Warren.[26][27]
 
...I want you to give me your take on what transpired that night, your own belief as to what transpired, your own belief as to what it was.
Three months ago was the first time in my looong lifetime that I have ever experienced the "paranormal". I always believe genuine acquaintances who share their paranormal experiences but I've never had that experience myself.

I sold my house (on Halloween lol but that's irrelevant) last year and moved to the country into a vacant house with my daughter and my 2 dogs. The owner of the house (my other daughter who moved) warned us that her dog would sometimes stare at the ceiling and her dogs eyes would follow something moving, tracking "it" along the corners and the edges. "She sees something we don't".

Well sure enough...two weeks after moving in, my Beagle's eyes began following an invisible spirit around the edge of the ceiling and corners. Invisible to me and my daughter that is. He was just curious at first. I asked my daughter to come into the livingroom to watch when....all of a sudden...my beagle jumped back, his feet going out from under him, shaking and cowering in fear as if the spirit pushed him or threw something at him. Then my other dog looked up and stared in the same spot. Their eyes followed it together along the ceiling.

We all immediately moved into the bedroom to get away from it but it followed. My dog was afraid of the doorway. There was something in the doorway that only he saw. He finally got on the bed with us but continued to track the spirit along the ceiling. I walked over to the far end of the room when all of a sudden, my dog ran over and hid behind me. He kept cowering behind me to hide like pacing in a circle. He's never done that before. My daughter nicely said to the Spirit "Go away, you're not wanted here"...but it didn't leave. She said to me "it's here for you so you have to tell it to leave". I said it twice not-so nicely and it left.

Again it happened just after Thanksgiving but this time I was living there alone with the dogs because my daughter decided to live at the beach near my other daughter. They're preparing a house down there for me to join them as well. I was super afraid at the country house alone so I looked to see if the Bible could tell me what these apparitions are, how to get rid of them for good. How I could stop being afraid. I learned a lot as I studied:

1. Spirits are real.
2. There are angels and there are demonic spirits
3. Spirits are not dead people who return (some will disagree, that's ok with me, but this is what I learned and is my own belief)
4. The devil can deceive us by looking and acting like our loved ones who have died ( " " )
5. Once we're gone we don't come back nor do we get stuck in the middle as in "lost our way" ( " " )
6. If you want the spirits to leave for good, say, "I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to leave" (Acts 16:18)

Still my first night alone, back in the house, I wrote on notebook paper some Bible verses that pertained to spirits and encouragement to fear not. I took them and taped them all over the house...8 of them. Yes, it looked a little crazy but I was so afraid and the scripture gave me strength and comfort and a path to be done with spirits forever. And an ability to sleep that night.

The next night the spirit returned. Both dogs followed the same paths of energy and motion with their eyes in sync...so I read a couple of the verses aloud from my notes and then I said with conviction, "I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to leave"
It's been 2 months since last Thanksgiving2020...and the spirit(s) have not returned.
 
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I met Ed & Lorraine Warren in the late '80's at a meeting they held in my NH town. I left thinking "They're F-ing crazy" although I arrived looking forward to seeing them. Nuts is the impression that stays with me.
 
@Aunt Marg the being or entity meant you no harm
It probably was your lifelong friend because you would have had an unbreakable bond with her in life
This bond was unbreakable even after death
Please don't be frightened....rather you are one of the privileged few who have these experiences
This is your sixth sense and do not be afraid of it even though it can be very un-nerving
Really appreciate you weighing in on this for me, Peram.

I've always thought it was my lost friend, but what really unnerved me was reading several articles that made mention of the fact that no matter how passive a spirit is or may be, they are all evil, and it is not a good thing to be visited by one or experience one.

I've never been able to let my experience go, and I still think about it often. A part of me believes that at the time of a persons death, some are not ready to make that journey or move onto the next phase, so they remain in a half-and-half place, a place between life and the afterlife, and until they settle into the afterlife and reach that place, they float around freely in another dimension or realm, and that's when we are more apt to be visited or experience such events/happenings.
 
That is amazing, Diva. Even more so that you apparently weren’t frightened. Must have been a calm spirit. Maybe somebody who used to live there? Interesting!!!!
I know..right! I wrote about the visitation on another site in which I managed a paranormal group. There were 4 of us who had seen spirits, one..along with her daughter had seen the same one. Two of the ladies are very intelligent and one is a skeptical believer who exhausts all rational explanations before coming to a "paranormal" conclusion. Those two plus the other two think that because of our acceptance of the paranormal as well as our gifts, we do not present a threat and that is perceived by the entities so they present themselves in a non threatening manner.
He never lived here Kathleen. I was the first person to move into this apartment shortly after the complex was built. Sometimes I still think about that visitation and wonder why it happened and why me.
 
Three months ago was the first time in my looong lifetime that I have ever experienced the "paranormal". I always believe genuine acquaintances who share their paranormal experiences but I've never had that experience myself.

I sold my house (on Halloween lol but that's irrelevant) last year and moved to the country into a vacant house with my daughter and my 2 dogs. The owner of the house (my other daughter who moved) warned us that her dog would sometimes stare at the ceiling and her dogs eyes would follow something moving, tracking "it" along the corners and the edges. "She sees something we don't".

Well sure enough...two weeks after moving in, my Beagle's eyes began following an invisible spirit around the edge of the ceiling and corners. Invisible to me and my daughter that is. He was just curious at first. I asked my daughter to come into the livingroom to watch when....all of a sudden...my beagle jumped back, his feet going out from under him, shaking and cowering in fear as if the spirit pushed him or threw something at him. Then my other dog looked up and stared in the same spot. Their eyes followed it together along the ceiling.

We all immediately moved into the bedroom to get away from it but it followed. My dog was afraid of the doorway. There was something in the doorway that only he saw. He finally got on the bed with us but continued to track the spirit along the ceiling. I walked over to the far end of the room when all of a sudden, my dog ran over and hid behind me. He kept cowering behind me to hide like pacing in a circle. He's never done that before. My daughter nicely said to the Spirit "Go away, you're not wanted here"...but it didn't leave. She said to me "it's here for you so you have to tell it to leave". I said it twice not-so nicely and it left.

Again it happened just after Thanksgiving but this time I was living there alone with the dogs because my daughter decided to live at the beach near my other daughter. They're preparing a house down there for me to join them as well. I was super afraid at the country house alone so I looked to see if the Bible could tell me what these apparitions are, how to get rid of them for good. How I could stop being afraid. I learned a lot as I studied:

1. Spirits are real.
2. There are angels and there are demonic spirits
3. Spirits are not dead people who return (some will disagree, that's ok with me, but this is what I learned and is my own belief)
4. The devil can deceive us by looking and acting like our loved ones who have died ( " " )
5. Once we're gone we don't come back nor do we get stuck in the middle as in "lost our way" ( " " )
6. If you want the spirits to leave for good, say, "I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to leave" (Acts 16:18)

Still my first night alone, back in the house, I wrote on notebook paper some Bible verses that pertained to spirits and encouragement to fear not. I took them and taped them all over the house...8 of them. Yes, it looked a little crazy but I was so afraid and the scripture gave me strength and comfort and a path to be done with spirits forever. And an ability to sleep that night.

The next night the spirit returned. Both dogs followed the same paths of energy and motion with their eyes in sync...so I read a couple of the verses aloud from my notes and then I said with conviction, "I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to leave"
It's been 2 months since last Thanksgiving2020...and the spirit(s) have not returned.
Whoa. I've heard about and read stories about animals sensing things that we can't. Sent shivers up and down my spine reading the parts where the dogs went crazy and could see something.

I had a great uncle and aunt that had a farm back in the 70's, and my uncle would tell me stories related to the strange ways of many of his animals when a full-moon fell on a Saturday night.

I have also been told and read about the "witching hour", a time that applies to cemeteries/graveyards, where you never want to be in or on the grounds of a cemetery in and around 3 am. That one has always creeped me out bad.
 
Do you want scary or calm? I thought I had told my ghost stories here before but here is my scariest one because most of my ghost experiences are calm.

I have long hair. I've worn it long since teenage. In bed, I wear it loose and fanned out on the pillow. When I was twenty or so one night in bed as I was drifting off to sleep, I felt something lift a section of my hair straight up and let it fall across my face. When I was young, I used to sleep with my bedroom door open. I was sleeping on my side as I always used to do. It couldn't have been a predator because there was light shining up from downstairs where at least one family member was still up and I could see the beams of light in my room though I didn't dare move.

The worst thing was after the presence let my hair fall into my face, he laughed. It was a low amused kind of laugh like this was the funniest thing in the world to him. I turned and of course there was no one and nothing there. I shook all night. After this experience I slept with my bedroom door closed for the rest of my life whether I slept alone or not.
 
For any in this forum who felt intimidated or put upon by others' disbelief...

As I have posted a number of times in other threads, we simply don't know what we don't know. We are limited by what our senses tell us. I have never had any experience along the lines of what is being discussed in this thread. However, for me to state unequivocally that these things didn't happen and therefore aren't real, would be a mistake because I can't know that such a statement is any more or less true than the statements made by those who have had these experiences.

We can sometimes forget, or maybe not realize at all, that there is much more that we don't know than that we do know. Consider how little we know about the functioning of our own bodies, much about the planet on which we live. How much more could be possible in the universe. Considering all that physicists are learning now with Quantum Theory, these things we consider "supernatural" start becoming very plausible. However, if one is unaware of the advances in these sciences, then it would be relatively easy to deny that any of this new and growing area of science doesn't exist simply on the basis of not being aware of it. Einstein hinted at these possibilities, and now physicists are verifying them. In realizing that, I can't imagine being closed minded toward all that I don't know because that would make for a very, very small universe.

Tony
 
Do you want scary or calm? I thought I had told my ghost stories here before but here is my scariest one because most of my ghost experiences are calm.

I have long hair. I've worn it long since teenage. In bed, I wear it loose and fanned out on the pillow. When I was twenty or so one night in bed as I was drifting off to sleep, I felt something lift a section of my hair straight up and let it fall across my face. When I was young, I used to sleep with my bedroom door open. I was sleeping on my side as I always used to do. It couldn't have been a predator because there was light shining up from downstairs where at least one family member was still up and I could see the beams of light in my room though I didn't dare move.

The worst thing was after the presence let my hair fall into my face, he laughed. It was a low amused kind of laugh like this was the funniest thing in the world to him. I turned and of course there was no one and nothing there. I shook all night. After this experience I slept with my bedroom door closed for the rest of my life whether I slept alone or not.
So haunting.

The hair thing would have really freaked me out!

There have been a handful of experiences where I felt the covers/duvet on the bed being pulled off of me in the middle of the night, causing me to wake in a panic, and this occurred on nights when my husband was out of town, so there was no one else in the house or in bed with me.

My only two thoughts are:

- Is it a malevolent thing/being trying to drag me into it's world? Take me away?

- Is it a spirit/ghost playing games with me? Possibly a young child that may have lost his or her life at a young age, and still carries on with their playful and mischievous ways?
 


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