GRANDMA AT THE MAIL BOX
(Donna)
My dad and I were on our way into town. We were going down the road and saw someone standing on the side of the road, checking their mail. She had her back towards us. My dad said that she looked like his mom (who passed away 5 years before) from behind. When we got closer she turned towards us and waved. IT WAS MY GRANDMA! We turned to look behind us and no one was there and odd thing was, even the mailbox was gone.
THE KNEELING SOLDIER
(Donna)
A few years ago, a friend and I were riding around. There was snow on the ground. We pulled up on top of a little hill and I looked out my window into a field and saw something. It was a Civil War soldier. He was bent down on one knee with the butt of his gun on the ground and the barrel in the air. We moved the car so the headlights would shine on it. It never moved. It was just there staring in the other direction. We went to the end of the road and turned around and came back and it was still there. I had been there a thousand times before. The only difference this time was the snow. I haven't seen it since then.
THE NIGHT BEFORE MY WEDDING
(Melissa)
About two months ago, my husband and I had our wedding at an old resort that was built in the 1800's. I had visited there many times as a child and never had any odd experiences. All of our guests stayed at the resort and we were so busy, I hardly had time to enjoy it. The last thing I was thinking about were ghosts. Well, the night before my wedding I stayed in the bridal suite with my sister and a couple of my bridesmaids. We walked into the room and everyone just kind of plopped down on the couch and chairs. We were beat and ready for bed. I walked back into the bedroom and noticed the bathroom door was cracked and the light was on. I saw something pass by between the light and the crack, kind of shadowing the light streaming across the floor and then it was gone. Not thinking anything of it and forgetting that all my friends had sat down in the other room, I walked over to the door and kind of knocked and pushed it open to brush my teeth and no one was there. I was absolutely sure I had just seen a shadow and could not figure out where they had gone. I got this really strange feeling that something was in that bathroom with me but I moved the shower curtain and even went as far as opening the cabinets (as if one of my friends were going to jump out of the tiny space and yell "surprise!"). I walked into the living room where my friends were and felt really silly telling them what had happened. We had never talked about our beliefs in ghosts and I was sure they would think I was having a nervous breakdown or something and blame it on pre-wedding jitters, but I knew what I saw and I couldn't be convinced otherwise. My more daring friend said she felt there had to be an explanation and went to investigate (with me kind of cowering behind her). The door was cracked just like it was before when I first had seen the shadow. My friend went over and pushed the door open to peek in and as soon as she pushed it open and moved her hand away the door slowly shut as if someone was on the other side pushing it shut. She said she thought maybe the hinges were loose and it was just one of those doors that didn't stay open. She again pushed it open and again it began to close. She almost had me convinced of her hinge theory until the third time she pushed it open and it just stayed open. We tried to nudge it but it just wouldn't shut on it's own. Not even a little. We left that room immediately because we both just had the feeling that we were intruding in some way and we were not wanted in there. We went into the living room and I picked up the phone to call the front desk and request another suite. In the living room there was an old fashioned armoire that had the television and a mini refrigerator in it. The doors were latched and we had not even touched it. As soon as I picked up the phone to ring the front desk, one of the doors swung open and we all screamed. I hung up the phone and stood there paralyzed. I had never in my life been so convinced that ghosts exist. One of my friends went over and shut it and sure enough as soon as I picked up that phone it happened again. Well, I had, had my fill of the supernatural for the evening and darted out of the room with my friends right behind me. I didn't tell the front desk it was because of a ghost I wanted to change rooms. I told her the refrigerator wasn't working and we couldn't chill our champagne for the next day. We went back to the room to get our stuff and as soon as we walked in the door, cold water poured down on our heads. It was such a shock I literally lost my breath. There was a vent above the door that all of sudden had so much condensation it poured like a bucket of water. It was not like that 10 minutes before. We moved to another suite. It was definitely an experience I will tell my grandchildren about one day. Also, the day of my wedding when I was getting my hair done in the salon in the resort,(it's in the basement). My bridesmaids were talking about the night before and the ladies in the salon said when they work late and are closing up they always hear strange noises back in some of the massage rooms. They know for sure no one is back there but they can still here clanking around and doors shutting. They say they have to leave there in groups rather than alone and they actually schedule more than one person to close up because everyone's so scared. The girl doing my hair said she actually was going up a back stairway one night and just had this feeling that someone was coming up behind her. It got so intense that she swore she felt someone breathing on her. She said she just sprinted all the way up and out to her car. When I got back home, I became obsessed with knowing more about ghosts. Surprisingly the place where I had my experience I discovered there have been other accounts of ghost activity. They have been reported in the lap pool area in the basement. Which is right next to the spa and salon. They say that a woman is known to haunt the lap pool area searching for her lost child. You can hear her crying throughout the basement but when you go into the room there is no one there. They also say this has been going on for many, many years. I remember always feeling a bit strange in that room as a child but never thought anything of it. Maybe I knew then and just didn't really realize what I was feeling. It was definitely an experience I will tell my grandchildren about one day!
WHISTLING
(Shelley)
One night about a year ago, my two best friends and one of their boyfriends had been out and about. It was late and we were headed home when my friend's boyfriend decided to stop back by his place, before he dropped us off and headed to my best friend's apartment with her. All three of us girls were sitting in his bedroom while he was getting his stuff together. His roommate had just left as we came in and the rest of the apartment was pitch black and quiet. We were just chatting when all of the sudden we heard someone whistling in the next room. All of us girls piled on top of each other as the whistling moved closer to the bedroom door. My friend's boyfriend ran to the door and reached out to flip the hallway light on. Just then the place was silent, we searched the apartment in case his roommate was just messing with us. Nothing. Let just say we got out of there as fast as we could.
LIGHTS OUT
(Shelley)
While my fiance and I were on a road trip to see his family in Arizona, he told me this story about something that happened when he was at a bonfire one weekend. As he was telling me, we were in New Mexico passing White Sands. He told me how the teenagers would party on a small mountainside on the outskirts of Tucson and once a wolf-like dog was prowling the edge of the clearing. He said the dog was unusually large and many of his friends decided it was time to bail. As everyone jumped in their cars and took off for the road, the wolf dog charged at them. My fiance remembers looking at the speedometer as they hit the highway and seeing is was up to 55 and the dog was still keeping up. Then as the cars began to hit 60, he said the dog stopped almost instantly, stood up and walked back to the woods on two feet. Of course, at this point, I begin to chuckle at him. Just because we are out on a creepy highway at 2am didn't mean he could scare me with silly stories. He asked me if I believed in the supernatural, aliens, and the like. I began to answer him and we heard this loud pop in the car. Our headlight had blown out! Luckily I had recently replaced the other light and had a spare. He fixed it and we were back on the road. Again my fiance began to ramble about alien phenomenon and ghosts. I again chuckled and told him that he did too many drugs and drank too much as a teen. Just then my other headlight blew out. I told him enough conversation about the unknown; I was out of light bulbs.
UNWELCOME
(Shelley)
About a year ago I was dating this guy up in Omaha. He had an old house that even had a flight of servants stairs to the kitchen. I loved it, it was spooky and huge. One night when we were watching scary movies, he told me he had a ghost. I assumed he was trying to scare me to make me get closer to him. He said his ghost was a servant girl and she was very protective of him. She had even thrown his ex-girlfriends' keys outside when she didn't like them. Thinking nothing of it, I just went back to watching the movie. Later after we had gone to bed, I woke up needing to use the rest room. His bathroom was through the kitchen, requiring me to go through the dining room door to the kitchen, which he always kept shut. As I was headed back to the bedroom; I turned to close the dining room door. And it slammed shut in my face; I have never taken off so fast in my life. The next morning he asked me why I was slamming doors and when I told him what happened he just gave me an "I warned you" look.
GRANDPA'S WATCHING OVER ME
(Callie)
My grandpa died in late October of 2004 in his house. Ever since then my family and I have had mysterious dreams about him. When we were in church one time I felt him next to me. He was squeezing my hand and I could feel him saying it's alright. My grandma has felt him brush his hand on her face and when I take tests at school he helps me to get a good grade. He still wakes my grandma up at 7 just like he did when he was alive.
A BOY NAMED WAID
(Callie)
When I was a baby; too young to remember but old enough to talk, my parents and I lived in a house in Kansas City. A few times I would be playing with my toys and would say "Leave me alone Waid" or something of that matter. And when I took my naps, my mom would hear me wake up and I would say "Waid!" Once I was playing in the living room and my mom heard a spinning noise. She walked into my room and my mobile was running, but it wasn't on. A few times when we were with my dog Di, Di would stand up on her hind legs as if she was leaning on someone. Well my mom told me these things a few years ago when I was like 8 or 9. She also told me that to make Waid go away she wrote a note before she went to bed one night and it said "Dear Waid, please leave my daughter alone. You are waking her up from her naps". From then on, I never mentioned the name Waid again. Now I am twelve and when my mom or dad tells me the story I get shivers up my spine!
THE TYPEWRITER
(Rudy)
This incident, which I will never forget, happened sometime in 1970. I was working for an engineering office at the time. I came from my office on the other side of the compound and entered this administrative office to see and talk to one of the staff. Everyone had left to lunch so I sat for a while, trying to decide whether to sit longer and wait or leave and call for a meeting with that person later. I decided to leave. As I was walking past one of the tables, the carriage of the electric typewriter sitting on it suddenly and by itself shifted to the left, then back to its neutral position on the right. Out of curiosity, I tinkered a little bit with the typewriter to see why it moved by itself. I confirmed to myself that there were only two things that could move the carriage to the left: depress the tab key or depress the space bar. The carriage could return to its neutral right position only by hand. Could there have been an electrical malfunction? I watched for a little bit longer to see what else the typewriter would be doing. It stood as still as it should, and did nothing!
As I was about to leave the door, I was making a mental note so I wouldn't forget to call this person later but I just couldn't remember his name. I had worked with him as one of the staff too long to forget his name. In fact, I definitely was planning to see this person by name when I entered the office. But at this point I just couldn't remember it no matter how hard I tried. Then all of a sudden I heard a voice say the name of the person. It was a very deep, low-toned mellow voice (just like a distant deep low tone thunder). This incident happened on the day of the Equinox. (Rudy's stories can be found on the following pages: Philippines, please be sure to visit all of these pages)
SUPERNATURAL CAMERA
(Rudy)
Sometime in 1971, a devastating typhoon had just passed by the city. There was a power outage but business had to be as usual. I can't recall any longer why I had to be at the building of this telephone company where I had worked years before. I had just entered the door when one of the payroll clerks recognized me. He knew my name but asked me to confirm anyway, and said that I had some back wages from the union labor strike of which I used to be a member. The elevator was shut, so we went down several long steps and as we walked into the dark hallways towards the payroll office, lights flashed behind corners ahead of us just like those from a camera. I thought the flashes were from sparks from electrical shorts in the building, so I asked the man if electric repairs were in progress. He replied no way and said they were temporarily using kerosene lamps for light. Apparently, he did not see the light flashes behind those many dark corners! I got a pretty sum of union back wages that day for a labor strike some 4 or 5 years before! (Rudy's stories can be found on the following pages: Philippines, please be sure to visit all of these pages)
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