California

IT COMES TO ME IN THE NIGHT

(Branan)

About seven years ago, I began experiencing strange occurrences at night. I would wake up to the sensation of being moved across the bed. The feeling was so real and so severe, I thought each time I would fall off of the bed. The first experience I had was in Tennessee, where I was raised and went to college. I was living in a dorm located next to an old hospital that was said to be quite haunted. My room was right beside the hospital, and they were currently doing renovations and construction to the building. After graduating, I moved to California and began experiencing the same sensation in my mother's home. I would wake up in the middle of the night feeling like I was moving right off the bed. One night in particular, I awoke to the strange occurrence and thought to myself "Here it goes again!" Suddenly it stopped. What happened next still sends my heart pounding! The sheets on my bed slowly started moving down over me, towards my feet. I was lying on my stomach with my head turned towards the side, so I could not see the sheets moving, but I felt them moving over and off of my shoulders and back, resting on my thighs! At that instant I knew I was not imagining this sensation! I decided to pretend I was asleep and reach for the covers in a "natural" motion, as if doing so in my sleep. I made a yawning noise and grabbed for the sheets by my thighs. I held the sheets in a tight grip around my neck and shoulders so I'd be sure they wouldn't move again. At that moment I was startled by a streaming wave of noise entering my right ear. It's hard to explain what I heard. It was like a thousand voices talking into my ear; so many that I couldn't focus on just one, within 30 seconds all of the sound was gone and I knew whatever present, was gone as well! It was so unbelievable! I wouldn't talk about the event in that house and insisted on taking my mama to another location in the city to reveal what had happened to me. To this day, I am convinced I was being contacted by someone or something supernatural, and I still occasionally have that strange sensation of moving across my bed...I have had this sensation in four different houses.

THE COMFORTING SPIRIT

(Anonymous)

My husband and I were renting a house that was owned by a good friend of ours. His wife had passed away about one year before we moved in. She was very ill and spent most of her time in bed in the master bedroom. One morning I was sleeping and facing the wall on my side of the bed. I was kind of in one of those half-awake, half-asleep states when I felt someone put their hand on the back of my head. It was that affectionate kind of touch, like they were scratching the back of my head. I turned around to see if it was my son (who would sleep with us every night because he was so scared in his room), but he was sleeping with his back to me. I then looked at my husband but he also was sleeping facing the other wall so it couldn't of been him. I told my husband what happened and he didn't believe me. So a few months later, it was early in the morning and my husband was sleeping facing the wall on his side of the bed. He then felt someone run their hand up and down his forearm. He explained it as being an affectionate touch. Needless to say, he believed me then whenever I told him of experiences I was having in that house. All of it always happened in the master bedroom.

FRIENDLY MAN IN THE HOUSE

(Lorrie)

We moved to the house in 1971 when I was in the fourth grade. From day one, my room had an uncomfortable feeling in it. I never saw or heard anything, but I slept with the lights on until I was in high school. That is when I was allowed to move to another room in the house. Many years later both my mother and sister told me they never liked that room either. They also felt uncomfortable in it. In 1986 my father passed away and in 1989 my mother remarried. One night my mother was lying in bed and saw a man walk past the foot of her bed and into the wall. She yelled out her husbands name and he answered from another part of the house. They were the only ones home at the time. His grown children would come to the house to use the washer and dryer and swore they heard footsteps and strange noises all the time. In 1992 when my son was two years old, his cousin opened the back door and he wound up in the swimming pool (He didn't know how to swim or float at that time). I ran as soon as I heard the splash and when I got outside his head was above the water, like someone was holding him up. I believe our ghost helped him. A couple of years later my sister's family moved back into the house with my mother and the same cousin was in the kitchen. She wanted some ice cream but couldn't reach it in the freezer. She asked grandma to help her. As my mother walked into the room they both saw the ice cream come out of the open freezer and slowly float to the floor. Other times the lights would flicker on and off. We finally just started asking it to stop doing that and it would stop. Once, right after my father had died, my sister and husband were joking about our ghost, all of a sudden the sliding glass door they were standing next to, started slamming around in its tracks. It was shaking and vibrating like mad. It scared them very badly. None of us joked about it again. I never felt this presence was bad or evil. After he helped keep my son from drowning, I will always remember him fondly. My mother sold the house in 1998. I have never gone back to ask if the new owners have felt him and I haven't had any further experiences.

CECILIA, THE FRIENDLY GHOST

(Deva)

One day I decided to spend the night at my friend's house and as soon as I arrived, her mother was leaving. As we were getting our dinner I noticed a woman standing by the staircase. I told my friend that her mom was home and she said that was impossible because her mom wasn't due home for another 2 hours. I looked back and she was gone. I was getting freaked out, but for the moment, I decided to just brush it off. When we were getting ready for dinner, I heard something in the living room. I thought it was her mom, so I went down and there she was again. I called for my friend and she ran down the stairs and finally saw her. She said "Hi Cecilia" and the ghost waved back and then disappeared again. My friend told me that her name was Cecilia and she had committed suicide in her house. She also told me not to be afraid of her because she means no harm. From then on I see her at my friend's house and I am not scared.

MY SISTER WITH A SENSE OF HUMOR

(Monica)

When I was about 9 years old, my sister was a homicide victim. Throughout the years, small, unexplainable things would happen, like stuff being moved around. One night though, when I was 17 years old, my ex-boyfriend and his friend dropped me off at my parent's house, then they left and I went into my bedroom. My bedroom had the attached bathroom since it was the master bedroom. When I would go to sleep at night (to this day) I would turn the bathroom light on to use as a night light and slightly close the door, so it wasn't too bright. So, I walked into the bathroom, turned the light on and then went into my room to turn the bedroom light off. Right as I went to turn the bedroom light off, the bathroom light got switched off, too. So I went back into the bathroom and turned it back on. This happened repeatedly about 2-3 times more. I wasn't scared though because I figured it was just my sister playing games with me. Then, One night when my daughter was about 8 months old, she was sleeping in the guest room at my parent's, which was actually the bedroom I use to have. I was outside and my parent's bedroom is next to the guest room. My mom saw a shadow go by and into the guest room. She about freaked out and thought someone went into the room, so my dad got up and checked out the house and outside. The only thing we could think of was that it was my sister once again checking up on her niece.

A HAUNTED APARTMENT BUILDING

(Anonymous)

My family and neighbors believe our apartment building is haunted. My older sister would always tell us that at night, her bed would rater. At first, I thought she was just playing around....then one night there was as strong smell of alcohol in her room. She called us to go check it out and in deed it smelled as if someone was drinking hard liquor. At the time, we just brushed it off and pretended it never happened. About a year later, I was sound asleep in my bed, facing the wall and for some reason I woke up and turned to the other side of the my bed where there was a mirror. As I opened my eye and looked a the mirror, I saw a woman sitting on the edge of my bed, holding something orange in her hands. I was so freaked out that I just froze. I had never been so scared in my life and wanted to scream, but couldn't. I wanted to run to my mom's room (which was down the hall, but I just couldn't move. I waited until morning came and told my younger sister what had happened the night before. She looked at me and told me that the day before, she was heading to the restroom and looked at the mirror located in my mom's room, near the entrance and there was a tall, well built man standing behind here with a flannel shirt on. She ran to the kitchen, but didn't tell anyone, because she though we were going to make fun of her. On another occasion, we had just arrived home from a part and my pop's headed his bedroom. He quickly walked out and said "There's a woman outside our window, crying and moaning. I'll go see if she needs help". He went outside and found nothing. No one heard her, except him....which left him wondering what had happened. Then while watching TV in the living room, the channel started changing. No one had the remote and as soon as we changed it back, the channel would change again. We kind of got scared and just ended up turning the TV off. When my little brother was younger, he was helping me move my stuff from my closet. I was in the living room and suddenly I heard him scream. At the time, he was about four years old. Apparently, something or someone had spoken to him. We asked him what had happened and he said that a voice inside the closet said to him "Come here". That's when he screamed and ran to the living room. To this day, we won't go into that closet. We never told people what was happening, in fear of ridicule, but one day as we were talking to our neighbor upstairs, she told us how she had seen a little boy running and giggling in her apartment. Wondering if anyone else encountered strange things, we as our neighbor next door if anything strange had happened to them. She said that she often hears water running in the kitchen sink late at night and how doors slam shut, when she's the only one in the apartment. She also said she's seen a figure through the kitchen into the dining room. There are too many encounters in this apartment to dismiss the idea that it is obviously haunted!

HAUNTING ON THE THIRD FLOOR

(Tiffany)

My family bought a beautiful three story Victorian style home. I must of not been older than nine when things began taking place in this home. One occurrence was when I had a friend stay the night. It was around eleven at night my friend and I were in my room on the third floor playing games. I began to hear footsteps in the hall. At first I didn't think anything of it, assuming it was probably my mother or father coming to check on us. When the footsteps got quieter and sounded as if they were descending, I got curious. Since my room was the only room used on the third floor, what was someone doing upstairs if not to enter my room? A few minutes later, I went down to the second floor to my parent's bedroom. I asked them if they had come to check on Madison and I...but they said they had not. I returned upstairs to find Madison sitting on my bed quivering. Immediately I asked her what was wrong. She wouldn't answer. I assumed that she was too scared to respond. After a couple of minutes she was able to speak to me again. She said that when I had left to go downstairs, the footsteps returned. This time however, they stopped at my bedroom door. Aft first she thought it were just me returning...until she said she heard a man laughing. Madison knew this wasn't my father because his laughter was very distinct. The door knob began to turn and the door opened slowly. According to Madison, no one was there. Moments later I had returned. That night her and I slept on the first floor in the family room. The downstairs area seemed to be the least haunted. Needless to say, neither of us got much sleep that night. Fortunately nothing else happened that night. Madison never did return to my house afterwards. I really couldn't blame her either. After about a weeks time, I talked my parents into letting me move into a room on the first floor. During the week that I was still on the third floor other things occurred. One night my dad was working late. My mom was in the kitchen doing dishes. Anyway, I was finishing up some homework and heard what sounded like a man talking in the next room. I found this odd, because there were no men in the house at the time. Unfortunately I couldn't make out all the words. What I was able to make out, he sounded quite old. The talking stopped after a couple of minutes then I heard footsteps descending the old wooden stairs. I suddenly remembered that my mother was downstairs alone, so afraid for her, I ran out of my room and down the two flights of stairs. I arrived in the kitchen to find my mother doing dishes....and there was no one in there with her. After finally moving to the first floor, I never encountered the old man again. As for my parents....they did. They heard footsteps and talking here and there. I will say this....what ever it was in that house and what ever they encountered, was enough to spook them into moving about a month later. I returned to the area shortly after to see if I could find out anything about the history of that home. What I found out from neighbors in the area was that one very old woman said that a couple used to live in the house. Rumor had it that the old man was crazy. His wife eventually left him because of his insanity. After his wife left, the man became very happy. The woman who I'd spoken to said that the man would visit her daily to play cards or talk. Before his wife left, he was not very sociable. About a year after the man's wife left, he ended up dying. Police found his body on the third floor of the house in the bedroom, next to where my bedroom had been situated.

THE HAUNTED AEROSPACE PLANT

(Jesse)

In the summer of 2001, I started working at an Aerospace Corporation plant. My job was to do a fence and building patrol. In one specific building, I get this real uneasy feeling and I would be covered with goose bumps from head to toe. This one particular incident, I unlocked the door to a storage building and immediately got that uneasy feeling. As I entered and headed to my left....I was in complete darkness for about the next fifteen feet. Up ahead, about fifty feet or so, I could see a small light glowing. When I got to the area, before entering the main area walkway, I could see and sense a dark shadowy entity hovering from the southwest corner of the building...and it was huge! It began rising upwards, towards the ceiling and it appeared to be about fifty to sixty feet wide. I stood there, dumbfounded by what I was seeing. All of a sudden the right side of my face and forearm became tense...so much that the sensation stuck with me for three days following. Every time I entered this area, my attention was immediately drawn to that southwest area. I continued to feel this energy for the next sixth months. Another part of the same area; before entering into the building, would be sunny. But other times, beneath the garage door crack, where light normally showed through....it would suddenly become completely black...even when the sun was shining bright. It was very strange to see the crack of the door be lit up at one moment and dark, almost closed off the next. About a month later I had another encounter. It started around 5:30 to 5:50; give or take, and continued throughout the night. The building was left open by the employees working. As I arrived on the northwest side of the building in a golf cart, I headed to the area where I had to hit for inspection. I did a complete u-turn and as I did, my head had at some point, looked upwards to the middle upstairs window. I saw this man, sipping a cup of coffee, looking down at me. He was wearing a pair of white or light tan dress pants and a flannel type business shirt. I mean to tell you I literally jumped at the sight of him, standing there, staring back at me. I then pointed at him and while making a sort of nervous, laughing gesture, said "Don't ever do that again"! He seemed to just freeze in mid air of his arm reaching his face to sip from his cup. I don't know why...but I just kind of felt sorry for this guy....this spirit. He also had an expression or posture about him, that seemed as though he'd forgotten something or was there, because he needed to finish something...I can't put my finger on it. I ended up encountering him again on two different patrols, in the same night. The second time I encountered him, he was in the exact same position...with the coffee cup....except he was on the northeast side of the building. This time, his presence felt very strong. It wasn't dark at the time and it was as though I could visualize another employee there and he seemed to be helping this employee do something. It was as though he were grinning at one of the machines. The other energy I felt was about 5'6" tall and had a black, almost Hispanic look about him. He wore a white shirt and black or dark navy blue pants. I sensed him turn around and look at me...but he didn't do anything. Then he seemed to go back to where the other spirit was and began to yell about something. The third night, I again sensed him in the same exact spot. He was around the window, overlooking the warehouse. He appeared and began staring right at me, as if to let me know he was aware I was there. I then said to him "You need to leave. I am sorry, but you need to go home now. You're done. Don't be afraid, it's okay". It was as though he understood, because he started to walk backward, turned around and then he turned around and looked back at me and smiled. I swear I have never felt so at ease as I did at that moment. Nothing happened afterwards for at least a year. This incident was kind of funny. It was August of the following year. I was upstairs in the hall way of the training center. I was on patrol and one of the things I had to do was go upstairs and lock two doors at the end of the training center. I had just started to open the downstairs, double door when I felt a female presence in the area. I could even visualize what she were wearing. I closed the door behind me and again, for unknown reasons to myself, I was covered in goose bumps. As I made my way up the stairs, I continued to feel this female presence nearby. She was Asian, about 5'5", with black hair, wearing a white flowery type dresses that reached her ankles. I said to myself "Okay, I can feel you". No sooner did I open the door about two inches....all of a sudden it was as though the air was uneven or something....there was something strange about it. I thought to myself "Uh, oh...I can feel you. You better not try anything funny". I opened the door a bit wider and just as I made my turn to the right, she literally jumped out at me with an expression of "Rah!". I just stood there, in total shock. She was right in my face...I mean, right up to me, nose to nose. She stepped back to the middle of the hall and just stood there for a little while. I reached to hit the chip I had to hit for the inspection and as I did, she turned and looked as if she were looking at what I were doing. I then told her "Don't try that again....I sensed you coming up the stairs". I walked back to the stairwell case to leave. I didn't encounter her again after that. I'm not the only one to encounter energies at this plant. There have been several reports of a male apparition walking back and forth between building one and building four. One's who have witnessed this apparition, including myself say there's a very tense feeling about this energy...almost a tight upper lip sensation. I have also had other types of strange sensations associated with the presence of a ghost. Around buildings eight and nine, I get almost a light headed type feeling and sometimes a choking sensation. In building seventeen, there have been several spirits felt there as well. In building seventeen I have also felt light headed and felt some tension in that area...including hearing a swooshing sound, coming from the south side in the corner. In that area, there is a small pillar or wooden pole. Once when I was in the area, I heard what sounded like the chair creek...the same sound it makes when someone has been sitting on it and gotten up. Coming around the Post Bond shop, I felt as though I had walked into an enormous energy field. The entire front side of my body lit up, like a Christmas tree and I was covered in goose bumps. I stopped walking mid way and just couldn't believe the amount of energy I felt. I stood there for a brief moment, then took a few steps forward, but the feeling disappeared. I walked back and the sensation returned...as I walked left to right. As I began to leave, I could feel the sensation on my left back side. The encounters continue to date.

GHOSTS, EVERYWHERE WE GO!

(Kayla)

Everyone in my family seems to be very susceptive to the paranormal. There has never been a home we've lived in that wasn't haunted. Currently we experience electrical disturbances with lights, televisions, cell phones and even the computer. Sometimes the cursor will begin to move on it's own, slowly across the screen and just seem to stop when it hits the outside border of the screen. One odd phenomena that happened back in 1992 during an earthquake. The whole house was shaking violently...but somehow...the beds stayed completely still as if someone or something were holding them down. I've also witnessed things like seeing movement out of the corner of your eye and even saw a an old woman wave at me once. My aunt was lying in her bed when suddenly she felt as if a man had put his arms around her. She said she could even hear him breathing. My grandfather also seen things. He saw a child apparition, running up and down the hall. I believe these energies are following along with us, to every location we move to. I've also captured what I believe to be orbs in our photos. (See Kayla's three pictures on our "Reader Submitted Ghost Proof' page):

MY GRANDMOTHER'S HAUNTED HOUSE

(Serena)

I have recently come to believe that my grandmother’s house is haunted. I usually visit there quite often and even have my own room at her house. Well, the room that I stay in now used to be my uncles room. He lived with my grandparents his whole life because he was ill. He died on Friday the 13th in 1999. After he died, I moved into his room. I’ve never told anyone about these experiences, but I know I’m not the only one experiences things. I found out that there is an extensive history of deaths on the property. One of the people who died on the land was a farmer named W.J. Hatchet, who died after being run over by his own tractor. There is also a pond at the end of the road, which two people and a child drowned in many years ago. Our neighbor’s husband also died a few months ago in a car accident; so this place I call home, is crawling with ghost. You can’t get away from them and this is especially true for me, when it comes to ghost. I am very sensitive to sensing them. One night it was about two o'clock in the morning and my friend had stayed the night. We had previously been to a ghost special from BBGT at our chamber of commerce and had gone on a ghost hunt that night at the 1827 graveyard .Well, we were asleep when my friend woke me and said that some one was in the room. I sat up for a minute and looked around, but found nothing out of the ordinary. So, we turned a night light on and went back to sleep. The next morning while my friend was in the shower, I heard someone calling my name. I thought well it’s probably her in the shower wanting something, so as I got up to see. I saw my closet door open then close again…needless to say, I ran out of the room and into the living room where my grandparents were. I also at times feel as if I’m being watched in the room and get the strangest feeling. It’s always so cold in my room…in fact; it’s the coldest room in the house. My grandmother also told me one time that she was in my room picking up some laundry and thought she heard my deceased uncle singing (He liked to sing and had a really good voice). She thought that someone in the living room was playing home movies or joking around, so she went in there to ask if any one had been singing but nobody had. She also said it had sounded like the singing was coming from the closet. My closet really scares me…I never go in my closet and always try to keep the door closed, yet something is always opening it. One time the power went off while I was at my grandmother’s house and I am a candle freak, so I went back to my room to get some candles. As I walked into the room, I could hear this eerie, soft humming of Christmas music. I realized what it was…I have a teddy bear in my closet (my closet is a big walk in closet) that sings Christmas jingles if you squeeze him. Well I was not aware of anyone being back there because the only people in the house at the time was myself, my grandmother and grandfather and they were in their living room on the couch talking. I found that very odd. I feel as if my uncle is always watching me in my grandmother’s house. I really don’t mind sometimes, because I know he would never hurt me…but sometimes it just gives me the creeps!!!!

IMAGE IN THE MIRROR

(Jeremy)

A long time ago when i was around 4-6 years of age my family lived in a 3 story house on the side of a hill in Glendale. I've heard a bunch of stories from my cousins and aunts about ghosts living in mirrors, but back then I was very gullible and never thought they were true. Anyway, this house was on a hill, so the first floor would be at the street, the second floor would be in middle and the third at the top. I slept on the second floor and my parents I think slept on the other side (it was a huge house and the floors were huge). One day I was down there alone and I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I was so scared at what I saw. Instead of seeing my own reflection, I saw what appeared to be an apparition of some sort. It had a face quite clear, big black hollow eyes and no mouth. I remember these eyes were nothing more than blackness staring at me. I was so scared, I ran up stairs and jumped on the couch with my hands covering my face. That is all I can remember of this incident. But one thing is for sure...I did not like living in that house and we moved when I was six, soon to be seven.

WEEPING WILLOWS, RUSTY GATES AND MAKE SHIFT GRAVES

(Jeremy)

My new house was located in the valley area; north, around six flags magic mountain. I had a huge backyard, about 1/2-1 acres big. I loved this backyard, but always thought it was creepy. It had big willow trees that hung over rocks that were piled to look like graves and old rusted gates. Every other day I would see someone walking by out of the corner of my eye. I would get scared and turn quickly to face him or her and there would be nobody there. We had a pool in the back yard and overtime I got in it, I never felt alone. One time I was swimming in the pool and a force started moving me around the pool out of no where...I quickly jumped out and ran inside. One night my friend came over and he dared me to go outside alone with no light and walk around. I was scared from what recently happened in the pool but I did. I walked around until I reached the end and out of the corner of my eye I saw a man shaped figure there. I turned quickly to face it and to my surprise IT WAS STILL THERE! I stared at it for a second to make sure I wasn't seeing things...when I started to run about 1/4 of the way back. I decided to look back, this time there was nothing there. I was still really scared so I kept running. I told my friend it was fine and I didn't see anything because I knew he wouldn't believe me. I used to go around back to this metal gate and smoke when I was about 11-12 years old. Because no one ever went back there and I didn't want to get caught. One time I was standing there smoking and the gate started rattling. I thought it was just the wind, so I kept smoking...when I realized it wasn't windy. I looked back at the gate and it swung open...needless to say, I put out the cigarette and ran. The entire time I was at that nice house I always felt like someone was watching me and I never felt calm when I walked around in the back yard by myself...I always felt scared.

STRANGE HAPPENINGS

(Brad)

While visiting at a friends house, something really strange happened that I can not explain to this day. He had an orange tree in his back yard with gigantic oranges on it, so we decided we'd make orange juice. We were in the kitchen where there are four light light switches. Each switch goes to the kitchen lights, the foyer lights, the living room lights and the chandelier. Well, about half way through our making orange juice, all of a sudden one of the lights turned off. We literally heard the switch click at the moment the foyer light went off. Before we knew it....we heard another click and the kitchen lights then went out. My friend rushed over to the light switch and discovered that the switches had been physically turned to the off position. We turned the lights back on, before the chandelier light decided to go out on it's own accord...leaving us in the pitch dark. I later found out that the house was owned by my friend's family for about thirty years and this was not the only bizarre occurrence that happened in this house. I didn't have any further experiences until September of 2004. I was home alone and was walking through the dining room to the kitchen. All of a sudden out of no where, this dog toy came flying out of no where. It was as if someone had picked it up and thrown it. I looked around, but no one was there, nor was our dog. Several weeks later, I again experienced something strange. I was at my computer reading and emailing someone...when all of a sudden one of the lights in a light pole turned off. I mean I even heard it click off and everything. I got up to check the bulb, but discovered it were fine, it hadn't burned out. I have a feeling....this is not the end of my experiences either. And just to let you in on a secret...the website I were reading were this one, about ghost...and the person I were emailing, were Kimberly from this site. I don't know why I encountered what I did while on her site...but according to her, this is not the first time she's heard reports from people like myself who while visiting her website or trying to email her....had weird encounters. I wonder what the connection is? I hope...it doesn't happen to you too, while reading my encounter!

FOOTSTEPS

(Darlene)

Usually when we go to sleep I leave the hall light on, but this particular night we didn't. It was very hot that summer, so I decided to also leave my bedroom door open. I couldn't sleep because of the weather...when suddenly out of no where I began hearing footsteps. It sounded as though they were walking out of my brother's room, went straight to my room and stopped right at my sister's feet. I then heard what sounded like it running back towards my brother's room. I covered my face with my blanket, because I was too frightened to look. Suddenly the footsteps returned...again coming towards my room.....only this time, they seemed to stomp really hard. Again, the footsteps stopped right at my sister's feet. This time, I got the courage to get up...but nothing was there, so I rushed to close the bedroom door and I never heard the footsteps again.

THE UNINVITED

(Amelia)

Every night, I wait for my husband to get off work (around 2:30 a.m), so I can pick him up. While waiting one night, I heard a knock at the door and at the same time, I heard what sounded like a bunch of cats fighting in the hall that separates our apartment and our neighbors. There were three knocks, so I got up to open the door to see who was there, but my brother-in-law had already gotten up and opened the door. No one was there! He shut the door and said he felt goosebumps cover his body. We ignored everything for the moment, until I went back to my bedroom. I laid down to watch t.v. when suddenly the hangers in my closet started to swing as if someone were inside the closet moving things around. From that moment on, things began to get really weird. In the hall, near the bathroom, we started feeling as if someone were standing at our doorway, watching us. We kept hearing the refrigerator opening and shutting….the dishes falling and it even sounded as if someone were tapping our forks and spoons on our pots and pans. We also heard something crawling on my brother-in-laws old bed. Then a few weeks later, my brother-in-law started acting very bizarre. He would say that he would see the devil in the living room or where ever we would go. At one point, he even turned a funny purplish-blue color and erupted with blisters all over his hands. These strange events didn't stop, until we moved out of this apartment.

"NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP...."

(Cindy)

When I was about six, we lived in a house in Long Beach. My parents had bought the house due to the size of the family. I still have this image so vividly in my head as though it was only yesterday. My older brothers used to sleep in the room across from where my sisters and I used to sleep and every so often you would hear the door to the boy's room rattle. On one particular night for some reason, I feel asleep in my brother's bottom bunk bed. I slept through the night okay, but when I woke up early the next day was when I first saw "it". I was still lying in bed and as I looked over to the closet door, I started to see the closet door slide open. Now mind you, I was only 6 years old and really didn't know what was going on at the time. Well as I was observing the door open by it self, some one stepped out and started to call me over to the closet. As I looked at the person, he looked exactly like my older brother who was still asleep in the bed directly across from me. In further observing this person (or what ever it was), it started to change. His eyes became red and horns started coming out from his head. In any case as soon as I saw it, I freaked out and jumped on my other brother...naturally scaring him. He asked what was wrong and I told him. He looked over to the closet and didn't see anything. He climbed out of bed and then told me to get up, that he would walk me over to the living room to watch cartoons. As we walked past the closet I knew that whatever it was, was still there just waiting. Needless to say I told my parents and they didn't believe me....that is until I got older. I was around 18 years old when they finally confessed that they did believe me; but at the time, they didn't want to scare me. I had seen so many weird things in the houses that we lived in. Come to find out the house we purchased was a great buy because the previous owners were murdered there. Since I was a kid, I have been seeing things and witnessed my share of black magic rituals and Ouija board experiences and even had a chance to see the Grim reaper floating about 50 yards away from me. But I will tell you this...every one of these experiences has brought me to the point where I don't fear them. I feel the stronger you are, the weaker they are against you and anyone else around you. So my advice is: "Say a prayer when things like this come your way and remember God is really the only one that can help you when these types of things come calling". I am now a mother of a 4 year old and I teach him how to pray every night before he goes to bed.

PARANORMAL INTRIGUE

(Sherry)

Even though I consider myself a skeptic, the whole paranormal thing intrigues me. I've never personally seen anything, but I do have a few experiences that I would classify as paranormal. In 1991, while living on the West Coast, I was over at my keyboardist's house on the West Side for pizza and movies. He had told me several times about his parent's home. He said it had poltergeist type activity. Of course, I just brushed it off. To make a long story short, during the movie I had a strange feeling by my neck. It was almost as if a towel was wrapped around my neck. It felt as though it was slowly being pulled from one shoulder to the other. Having never felt anything like this before, I looked down to find the dog tags I was wearing around my neck, slowly fall down to the floor in a spiral motion. I bent over to pick it up but found only the small beaded section with the tags attached. To my shock, the tags and small chain was in a closed position. I checked the larger metal beaded chain that held them together, but it was also closed. It was like something right out of a magic show!! My friend just stood there pointing and saying "I told you so!"

Another strange thing I've experienced quite a few times was when I've been with my engineer friend in a voice over recording studio in the Hollywood. Many nights we've heard footsteps of what we believe to be of a priest. The father used to run the church, then it later turned in to a recording studio back in the 40's. We would come back from a club only to hear the footsteps go down the hall to the area that used to be his room. The door also seems to open and close on its own accord. On another occasion, we entered the building after disarming the alarm. No one else was in the building, no cleaning people, etc… yet after we left the building, we returned to pick up my friend's wallet he had left behind. When we returned we were shocked to find the prayer room fully lit with about 30 candles. First, we would have never lit that many candles because it would be a fire hazard, much less leave them lit and leave….not to mention, no one would have had enough time to get in the building, past the alarm and be able to light that many candles by the time we returned!

Another encounter happened while my old drummer was doing a job in Beverly Hills. He had a moving job and while loading the truck, swears he saw a little girl behind a tree acting as though she was playing hide and seek. But he said she was there one second and when he looked again, she was gone in to thin air. He described her as having really short bangs, like the children wore their hair back in the 30's. While with his partner, he asked the tenant moving out about the child. Surprisingly, the guy helping him move, also seen the child. He said "Yeah, I saw her to…in the window upstairs….a little girl with a really weird forehead." My drummer said "No, she didn't have a weird forehead…just really short bangs". So, I know they must have both seen the same child. The lady tenant was really surprised that the child showed herself to the both of them. She also said that an Indian lives in a tree in the backyard. She also said there was a deer that goes up to the tree all night long and will just stand there and stare. Anyway, I found all of this very fascinating so when my drummer went back up there to pick up some work out gear, I went along. I never saw anything, but the strangest thing happened as I walked through the patio. We were leaving and I was well behind everyone else. All of a sudden it was like I had walked straight in to a brick wall. My knees suddenly buckled and all of a sudden I was overwhelmed by the strangest feeling. I was hit with all of these powerful, negative emotions. I was filled with so much sorrow and loneliness. I have never felt these emotions like this before…and it hit me that perhaps this is what that child felt. It was almost as if she had passed or walked right through me. As soon as I got a chance to, I bolted to catch up to everyone else. As soon as I left that area…all those emotions just subsided.

(Sherry)

This story was told to me when I lived in Los Angeles by a guy and his girlfriend who took a trip to Massachusetts. They went to visit an old farm house that belonged to his aunt. The aunt died back in the early 70's and hadn't been touched since then. It had been locked up ever since her death. He said you could look through the windows and still see everything as it had been left while she was alive, including his old comic books from when he was little. I remember them coming in to work after the trip all excited with the pictures they'd taken. They were pointing and saying "Look…look at it", I was like "Look at what?" They insisted there were orbs everywhere. I thought for a second "Oh…orbs….great…what ever". They were very insistent that I take a good look at the pictures. I swear, the longer I looked at these pictures, these little blue round dots in the windows took on their own personalities. I saw the face of an old woman in the upstairs in one of the windows. You could almost make out the reflection of her old reading spectacles. Then I got the feeling by the height of where she was at, that she was sitting in an old rocking chair, just staring out the window. Then I found three more orbs in the front door window. It looked like an adult with two small children. Again…by the height of these anomalies…I got the feeling I was looking at Grandpa with two little boys. I asked my friend what was to the right of the house because by the angle, it looked like they were all staring out at something. He said there was an old barn in the direction of their gazes.

On a final note, when I was a teenager and living in Connecticut, I befriended the cleaning lady at work. She said she grew up in the Deep South. Her dad was some sort of spiritual doctor. He would use herbs and did things like placing cobwebs on wounds. She said one day; when she was little, she was riding her horse home. All of a sudden there were all these little balls of light flying through the woods as if to follow her. They followed her all through the night, all the way home. Her father called them "jack-o-lanterns". She said she was so scared; she would just shut her eyes tight the whole way. I did some research on these balls of light and discovered variations of what they may be from willow-the-wisps to gas lights.

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