DON'T WORRY AUNTY.....
SHE'S ALREADY DEAD!
(Valerie)
I was just 6 years old, my sister was 7 and we had just lost our older sister two nights earlier. Her name was Sherry, she was 13 years old and she was hit by a car. My mother had a nervous breakdown, so my aunt was looking after us that night. It was about a 3600 square foot home. My sister and I were in bed and my aunt was downstairs in the living room watching television. At around 12:00 am, my aunt heard someone upstairs walk toward the washroom (No big deal). Then she heard someone being sick in the toilet and then heard it flush afterwards. She ran upstairs only to find my sister and I, tucked away, fast asleep. She went back downstairs and as soon as she got comfortable.....it happened again! This happened one more time before she decided to wake my sister and I, to ask if we felt o.k. We both answered that we were fine. We then asked her why she was so upset.....she told us it was nothing and to go back to sleep. I then got out of my bed and said to my aunt "Oh you must have heard Elizabeth, she gets sick at this time every night....don't worry about it Aunty, she's already dead". I do not remember saying that to my Aunt but she swears I did. After that, she researched the home's history......only to find that an old woman by the name of Elizabeth, had died in my room, 20 years earlier. We had many more encounters with Elizabeth but.......that's another story!
A REAL LIFE SIXTH SENSE
(Laura)
My sister see's dead people all the time. Even now, they will come to her with messages to pass on. On one occasion, my uncle came to her and asked her to give my aunt a message. On another occasion, my sister-in-law's grandmother visited her to let her know that she was unhappy about a situation going on in the family. My mother's response was that to let her know that if she had something to say, she should visit her granddaughter herself and tell her of her dissatisfaction. The following day, my sister-in-law told my mother that she'd seen her grandmother, so she must of heard the remark my mother made. I also seem to sense things. I can always tell when something good or bad is going to happen to my family. I told my older sister that she had an older gentleman who had died, sharing her home. She did not believe me at first, until her little girl told her the same thing. I can sense good spirits and not so good ones. My son, who is seven also senses these things. He sees things and has nightmares. What really scares me is when he wakes up and I come in to see if he's all right and he tells me to please not look at him with that scary face....when I'm not looking at him in any weird or particular way. I believe I have a ghost that follows me wherever I go. Because when I'm alone and doing something....I can feel that something or someone is watching me. It doesn't scare me, becuase I truly believe that it is good spirit and doesn't mean any harm. Sometimes I also catch quick glimpses of something going by really quick out of the corner of my eye. When I turn real fast to look, it's gone.
THE HUNTED
(Laura)
About ten years ago, my younger sister was in the basement with my other sister and a friend. My sister, for no apparent reason began running up the stairs screaming that there was a man with red eyes and a scary face chasing her. She ran to her room and shut the door. My mom was freaking out, of coarse, because by now, we were all used to all this weird kind of stuff happening to my sister. My mother realized what she had to do, so she got her rosary and took it into my sister's room. The room was ice cold and as my mother approached my sister, she sat up and began swearing at my mother to get out. My mother responded by shouting "Get out of my daughter and leave her alone"! She tried to call a priest, but the phone would not allow her to call out. All she heard were all kinds of weird moaning, other's heard this moaning as well. On the display screen on the phone, the numbers 666 would continuously run across the screen. The only person my mother could get through to was my Aunt in Winnipeg, who did hear everything going on in the background. Because she is very religious, she said she would pray and my mother hung up the phone. Eventually my mother was able to get through to the priest, who rushed over. To his surprise, he found what my mother told him was going on to be true. He began praying and blessing my sister, the whole while telling whatever evil was in her, to leave and that her soul belonged to God. All the while my sister screamed in another voice that the holy water was burning her and she continued to swear at the priest. Her friend stayed in the living room, in shock and crying while my mother and the priest prayed for my sister. My other sister and her friend went to go outside, when they saw and heard what ever it was leave my sister's room, come down into the living room and as it was going out of the house, it went right through my other sister and she yelled out in a voice that changed from her own, then it was gone. The priest blessed the rest of the house and told our mother that everyone needed to continue to pray every night.
THE DARK ROOM
(Laura)
When I was a teenager, we lived in a very haunted house. My older sister was reading a book in the basement where our rooms were at the time. This particular day, our cat stood up, back arched and hissing at something. It darted upstairs and of coarse at this point my sister was trying to figure out what spooked the cat....I should say who or what was in the room to cause the cat to react this way. Before she knew it, the mattress lifted up on one corner and she was punched by something that she could not see. When she came running upstairs to tell us what happened, she was as white as a ghost and holding her head. There was visible evidence of what she was telling us was true, because she had a huge bump on her head and everything. On another occasion, my mother and I were downstairs in the basement doing laundry. It was set up so that right at the bottom of the stairs, was the washing machine and drier. If you looked to the right, you could see straight through to my older sister's room and through the door, see mine. As we were doing our wash, we both at the same time noticed a small black figure jump into my closet, causing the closet doors to shake. It looked about the size of a child. We were freaked out and my mother said "What the heck was that"? My response was "I don't know, let's go look"! When we walked into the room, it was so cold in there, ice cold, that you could literally see your breath as you exhaled. I looked in the closet only to find it empty. Needless to say, mom didn't want us sleeping downstairs anymore. I still did for a while though. While down there, on occasion, lights would flicker on and off. We referred to the room as "The dark room" because it had a very weird feeling to it. Whenever I would go in there, I would always feel as if I weren't alone. We discovered that if we would have knocked out the wall in my closet, it would have taken us straight to the room we referred to as "The dark room".
HAUNTED HOUSE ON DEVIL'S DOOR RD
(Jennie)
As a teenager my best friend lived way out in the country, on a road called Devil's Door Road.
She would always tell me weird things that happened in her house. Her house had originally been an old one-room school house, built sometime in the mid to late 1800's. Her parents purchased it in the mid 1980's and converted it into a four bedroom house. Since we were very close during high school, I always stayed at her place, but never experienced anything out of the ordinary. One day my best friend, her mom and I were sitting in the kitchen (which was a new addition to the house, built after they moved in) when her mom called out "Kenny what are you doing?"(Kenny being my best friends older brother). Her mom had seen the figure of an arm, a leg and part of a torso pass halfway through the door before turning and going back to the main part of the house. I vaguely saw something out of the corner of my eye, but it was just a blurry movement. My best friend and I told her that Kenny was in the garage with one of his friends and there was no one else in the house. You had to go by the kitchen in order to get in or out of the house. We were all a little spooked at this point, even though weird things had been happening the ten plus years they lived in the house no one ever saw the ghost that shared their home.
MY GRAND FOLK'S HAUNTED HOUSE
(Julie)
My experiences started when I was little, while staying at my Grandparent's house. I remember being up in the middle of the night and having very long conversations with a spirit girl named Gloria. My grandmother used to tell me that she would hear me talking sometimes for two hours at a time. As I got older, the phenomena changed. I would no longer see the girl, but she would start to demonstrate her presence. One Christmas; with everyone gathered at my Grand folk's house, all the women in the family began to experience the sensation of having their rear ends pinched. However, I was the only one to hear the giggle that followed each and every pinching. To this day I still experience tapping on the shoulders, fingers running through my hair, tushie pinching and the occasional piece of furniture moving in front of me.
THE MEAN SPIRIT
(Julie)
Probably one of the scariest things I ever experienced was at my friend's house. She and her husband had recently separated and she was living at her parent's house with her twin daughters. One particularly cold and stormy winter night; while her parents were away, we had just put the twins down to sleep. We then settled down in the tv room to watch a movie. Well, the movie we rented was awful, so we shut it off and started talking. She was telling me that when she was younger, she was always afraid of going in to the guest room by herself. She always felt like someone was watching her….and not in a good way. As we were talking, the temperature in the room started to drop and I was getting the feeling that we were not alone. My friend asked if I would go check on the girls while she went to get us some drinks and snacks. As I walked up the stairs, I started feeling very nervous. I got to the top of the stairs and turned just as I turned the corner to go into the guest room; where the girls were sleeping….all of a sudden I felt myself get shoved very violently. I barely had time to react! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man in a school janitor's uniform, with coveralls and the school logo on them. He walked into the guest room and closed the door. I tried desperately to get the door open….my friend heard me struggling. As she reached the top of the stairs, the door opened and the girls were still fast asleep. Not wanting to scare her, I didn't tell her about getting shoved. We settled down into the living room and no sooner than we sat down, we heard a huge crash in the closet right outside to living room door. We got up and opened the door and found that the hanging bar and shelf had fallen down. We cleaned it up and decided maybe we should go to bed. I woke up at 2:27 a.m. to the sound of heavy footsteps outside the door. I tried to ignore them, but they kept getting louder and louder. Finally I said out loud "Alright!! I get it. You're here too. Please just let me sleep in peace and leave everyone here alone!" After that, everything went quiet. I thought everything was going to be fine until I noticed that the bathroom light was switching on and off. In a last ditch effort, I started to recite the Lord's Prayer. The light stopped flickering and the air actually felt lighter. I went to sleep thinking that everything was over and for the vast majority it was. Until we discovered one last surprise this spirit had left us. In the kitchen, every last cupboard was open and all the dishes were turned upside down!
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