Thread: Ghosts

i believe in ghosts, i know my friends saw a ghost once but with them it's hard 2 tell whether they are bullshitting or not

I know a lot of people that claim to have had experiences with ghosts. I don't know if this really counts but in my old apartment we had this long hallway that was always dark, and at the same time every night my dog would go into the hallway and stand there staring at the same spot in the hall and growl. I mean her hair would stand up on end and you would't be able to move her from that spot. It was so weird.

My boyfriend and his co-workers claim to have a ghost at the radio station he works at.

My aunt lives on the reservation up north of me by the old sanitarium, and strange shit is always happening at her house. The house is connected by a tunnel to the sanitarium and one night my aunt was taking a shower and turned around to get her shampoo and she swears there was a little boy in the shower with her that touched her stomach and vanished. It was odd because she was preggers at the time. I don't know if she was shitting me or not but i really believe her.

I have on two occasions, both at my grandparents house.. once when i was about 7 years old i was playing on my sega megadrive (good ole days) and it was getting pretty hot so i went and opened the window, about 40-50 seconds after i looked at the window and starred for about ten seconds, it closed and locked by itself... the strange thing was that i was'nt bothered by this at all and jus carried on with what i was doing....

the other i was about 10yrs and was sleeping in my grandparents house, i woke up at about 3am and all i could see pasted all over the walls were faces, they were coming out of the walls, i even rubbed my eyes and they were still there, and then i jus shit myself and hid under the covers until i fell asleep again..

And i wasn't trippin on acid!!!

I dont really think that I believe in ghosts. I think a lot of the time people like to pretend something is happening even when they know it isnt because it can be fun to be scared.
My ex's uncle went to Vietnam instead of his brother because his brother ( my ex's dad) had a wife and she was pregnant or whatever at the time. Anyway, his uncle died while he was there. When my ex was growing up he had this tv set that every few days or so would go to a blue screen for a few seconds in the middle of whatever they were watching. He was watching tv with one of his friends and they were arguing over whether ghosts were real or not and matt said "okay if ghosts are real then my uncle will make the screen go blue right now" and it did... so that is why he believes in ghosts lol.
I grew up in this old farm house that was built in the 30's. One time our septic system died and my parents spent days on the side of our house digging trying to fix it. My mom found this box filled with porcelin doll faces. She brought it into the house for my sisters and I to see and we put it inside the toy room. We all left to go to church the next morning and when we came home the faces were gone and there was candle wax dripped up and down the stairs but the door to the stairs was locked.

when i was a kid i was a big fan of slimer from ghostbusters he was a lot cooler in the cartoon

I definately believe in ghosts. Always have done.

I used to think my house was haunted. There was a rumour that a school teacher died in my sister's room but i don't think it's true. But strange things did used to happen. I put something on a shelf, not on the edge, like, right in the middle so it couldn't fall off, and i'd turn my back and it would fall on the floor. I'd also put things away and when i looked they wouldn't be there, then i'd find them in the most bizzare places.
Also, i was in my bedroom one night, and my 2 dogs were sitting on the end of my bed. Then all of a sudded Mutley was just staring into space, and he was freaking me out. Then Cindy started staring at the same spot. They say that dogs can see ghosts, and that when a ghost is around the air goes cold, so i put my hand where they were looking and the air was colder than it was it the rest of the room. Then the dogs started barking at this empty space. I was so freaked out. I just ran into my mum and dad's room and they just told me to stop being stupid and go back to bed. When i went back in they were still staring and growling so i chased them out of my room and pretended like i was oblivious to what was happening so i wouldn't be a scared.

My Nan died in '98, and she left her house to my uncle and his fiance (she didn't live to see them get married or have a baby, Louise) Well one night we were round at my Nan's old house, which was now my uncles, and Louise was asleep in her cot upstairs. The baby moniter was on, and we all heard a womans voice talking softly on the moniter, although we couldn't work out what the voice was saying. My uncle went upstairs to check it out, but there was no one there, and Louise was awake in the cot smiling. We think it was my Nan saying hi to her, as she didn't live to see Steven's kid. I don't find it spooky though, it's nice.

But the freakiest thing ever, was the nightmare thing.
Ever since i could remember, i'd had the same nightmare every single night. I'd be in my bed, and people would be talking loudly downstairs, so i'd get out of bed to go down and tell them to shut up. But when i got onto the landing, there would always be some evil, witchy thing, which i could never remember the face of. I'd run down the stairs to get away, but once i reached the bottom i couldn't move. It was like there was an invisible wall around me. The witchy thing would walk down really slowly, and when it got to me i'd wake up. I had this dream EVERY night. On the day that my Nan died (i was 8) i went to bed and had this nightmare, as usual, BUT, this time, for the first time ever, when i got to the bottom there was no invisable wall, i ran away from the witch, and there was this man with a ponytail there, and the witch thing died.

I've never had that nightmare since.

I think it's really creepy and strange that as soon as my Nan died those nightmares that i'd always had went away. But it's also comforting, in an odd way, it's like she knew how much they scared me and made them go away.

Im very logical too. Therefore i hav justified a theory on why ghosts could exist.
Seeing ghosts could be attributed to fluxuations in spacetime causing parrallel phenomenon between dimentions in which case one or both parties will be given a glimpse at some allterior perhaps parallel world.

As for experiences... one of my really close friends has had a lot. mabe she can channel supernatural stuff of whatever but shes pretty skiddish. She sees her old grandma who use to mistreat her one time she saw the red like real pretty eyes shes seen a dark figure thats been in her room and some old fashion girl it might just be hallucinations but shes dead serious i could go into it alot more


Genix youve just inspired me to go post a topic about uaiga boards(cant spell) ive had some pretty strange expiriences w/ those

Eh..

I remember one thing happening to me when i was in about 4th grade that reduced to me near hysteria.

I was sitting on my bed, getting ready to go to bed when i hear this fluttering on my ceiling...so i look up to to see if there was a bug/moth on the ceiling and there was nothing. So I just ignore it and it starts to get louder so i start to get scared because i cant figure out whats causing it.

I make my dad come in the room and he couldnt even hear it, and i started crying because i was scared. He got mad at me because he thought it was my imagination.

Well after the lights were out, i was lying in my bed terrified (i scared easy anyways okay?) like i wasnt even moving a muscle. And like my fucking bed started creaking even though i wasnt moving. And it started to lean downwards towards the right edge by my feet. Like someone was putting their knee/hands/or sitting on the edge of the bed.

I did not get any sleep that night and i dont sleep in that room anymore.