Tell your ghost stories here **I want the truth!!!**

I want these stories to be true, just because we're gearing up for Halloween doesn't mean you can make it up. Heres mine.

Two summers ago me and my family went to visit my relatives in the Czech Republic ( I was born in Canada but my parents were born there). Flash forward a couple of days. I was in the living room just laying down on the couch, and got bored so I sat up. When I sat up I faced forward. There was a door that led to the kitchen, it was open. As I sat up, I saw someones foot disappear behind it, as if they were walking off to the side. At first I thought it was my Mom or my Grandma going to get something from the dinner table, so I got up and went inside the kitchen. But when I got there and looked around, there was no one there.

Now I don't know if what I saw was actually a ghost, or if I was just seeing things. Because I was laying down for awhile and sitting up might have messed me up a bit. But on a different day I was walking to the livingroom, and through the window I could see someone outside bending down to pick something up, and since the house was fairly high off the ground, I couldn't see them after they bent down. But once again, no one was there.

**EDIT** If you can. Pictures and videos would be awesome.

**DOUBLE EDIT** I just made another topic. Only that ones on scary stories, not just ghost stories in general, and they don't have to be true. Heres the link.

but ghosts aren't real... or are they?Thagypsy

When I was 10, I had difficult sleeping in my bedroom. There was always a screanching sound made at the door, probably by the wind. Well, one night, it opened entirely and I was freaked out. So I closed it and I went upstairs to watch Sex and the Citiy on HBO because I didn't have a television in my room. I used it to calm my nerves. I also brought these finger attachments that glow in the dark. After the show was over, I turned off the television and it was 4:00 in the morning. I'm about to fall asleep when suddenly I see a ghost with black boots and an scythe in the hallway 30 feet away by the kitchen. I freak out so I close my eyes so he think I'm not aware of his presence. I was awake with my eyes closed for quite some time until I finally fell asleep.

I was 10 however, and the room I was sleeping in had a lot of mirrors and a large window, so I've assumed since that the moonlight reflected off the mirrors and that the boots and scythe was just my imagination going mad.

but ghosts aren't real... or are they?Thagypsy

Dun dun duuunnnn!!!

When I was 10, I had difficult sleeping in my bedroom. There was always a screanching sound made at the door, probably by the wind. Well, one night, it opened entirely and I was freaked out. So I closed it and I went upstairs to watch Sex and the Citiy on HBO because I didn't have a television in my room. I used it to calm my nerves. I also brought these finger attachments that glow in the dark. After the show was over, I turned off the television and it was 4:00 in the morning. I'm about to fall asleep when suddenly I see a ghost with black boots and an scythe in the hallway 30 feet away by the kitchen. I freak out so I close my eyes so he think I'm not aware of his presence. I was awake with my eyes closed for quite some time until I finally fell asleep.

I was 10 however, and the room I was sleeping in had a lot of mirrors and a large window, so I've assumed since that the moonlight reflected off the mirrors and that the boots and scythe was just my imagination going mad.

Genetic_Code

whoa thats messed up.

A true story my mom told me (I asked the friends of the family I talk about in the stroy, they backed the claims up)-

I have some friends of the family who moved from the states to Brussels, Belgium for a year due to business. My mom is good friends with the family so she traveled alone to Brussels to visit. They lived in a really large/old home. My mom was sleeping in a corner room upstairs. She said she had a really hard time sleeping. The room was freezing cold, and all night she felt uncomfortable, like someone was watching her. The chair in the corner of the room seemed to be rocking back and forth as well. Noises kept her up all night. Needless to say it spooked her, but she didn't think it was "ghosts", just some cold, old, creepy room in an old old house.

Well, after a restless sleepless night she went downstairs for breakfast. They asked her how she slept, she told them about the night. They all were wide eyed, and quiet the whole time. Eventually they told her that everytime anyone ever slept in the room they all described the EXACT SAME THING. Cold room, felt like someone was watching them, chair rocking for no reason, noises all night, etc. Well then were fairly certain it was haunted, and while I don't think they ever looked into it, they said the rest of the time they lived there they had very bad feelings about it.

My brother is the victim in this story.
He was 13 years old when this happened.
He was going downstairs to the bathroom to take a piss.He came into the hallway and suddenly he saw a man standing there.
The man had no head,instead he was holding his head in his hands.Apparantly there was blood all over the floor too.The man also said something like 'Do not tell anyone about this'.After that my brother fainted.Next morning my mother found him on the floor.He told the story to my mom and she believed him.There was no blood to be found also.Lto_thaG

Sounds like schizophrenia to me.

Then again I'm not a phychatrist, and I base this assumption on ABSOLUTELY nothing.

[QUOTE="Lto_thaG"]My brother is the victim in this story.
He was 13 years old when this happened.
He was going downstairs to the bathroom to take a piss.He came into the hallway and suddenly he saw a man standing there.
The man had no head,instead he was holding his head in his hands.Apparantly there was blood all over the floor too.The man also said something like 'Do not tell anyone about this'.After that my brother fainted.Next morning my mother found him on the floor.He told the story to my mom and she believed him.There was no blood to be found also.mfacek

Sounds like schizophrenia to me.

Then again I'm not a phychatrist, and I base this assumption on ABSOLUTELY nothing.

I have experienced none myself, but that doesn't mean I don't have any belief in them.

After all, I never experienced the creation of the universe, doesn't mean it did not occur.

A true story my mom told me (I asked the friends of the family I talk about in the stroy, they backed the claims up)-

I have some friends of the family who moved from the states to Brussels, Belgium for a year due to business. My mom is good friends with the family so she traveled alone to Brussels to visit. They lived in a really large/old home. My mom was sleeping in a corner room upstairs. She said she had a really hard time sleeping. The room was freezing cold, and all night she felt uncomfortable, like someone was watching her. The chair in the corner of the room seemed to be rocking back and forth as well. Noises kept her up all night. Needless to say it spooked her, but she didn't think it was "ghosts", just some cold, old, creepy room in an old old house.

Well, after a restless sleepless night she went downstairs for breakfast. They asked her how she slept, she told them about the night. They all were wide eyed, and quiet the whole time. Eventually they told her that everytime anyone ever slept in the room they all described the EXACT SAME THING. Cold room, felt like someone was watching them, chair rocking for no reason, noises all night, etc. Well then were fairly certain it was haunted, and while I don't think they ever looked into it, they said the rest of the time they lived there they had very bad feelings about it.

mfacek

Thats eerie.

My brother is the victim in this story.
He was 13 years old when this happened.
He was going downstairs to the bathroom to take a piss.He came into the hallway and suddenly he saw a man standing there.
The man had no head,instead he was holding his head in his hands.Apparantly there was blood all over the floor too.The man also said something like 'Do not tell anyone about this'.After that my brother fainted.Next morning my mother found him on the floor.He told the story to my mom and she believed him.There was no blood to be found also.Lto_thaG

Thats messed up. I get everything except the part with blood all over the floor. Ghosts don't draw blood.

[QUOTE="Lto_thaG"]My brother is the victim in this story.
He was 13 years old when this happened.
He was going downstairs to the bathroom to take a piss.He came into the hallway and suddenly he saw a man standing there.
The man had no head,instead he was holding his head in his hands.Apparantly there was blood all over the floor too.The man also said something like 'Do not tell anyone about this'.After that my brother fainted.Next morning my mother found him on the floor.He told the story to my mom and she believed him.There was no blood to be found also.I_pWnzz_YoU

Thats messed up. I get everything except the part with blood all over the floor. Ghosts don't draw blood.

One night i went to be real early and woke up at 3 am and couldn't sleep. I decided i would go down to the first floor to play my gamecube, probably some mario. Well I played eternal darkness instead. While I was in the middle of playing the gamecube reset out of nowhere while i was in a big boss fight. It turned back on in a second, though. Well i thought that was weird so i walked around to see what was up. When I passed my hallway mirror, however, in the corner of ym eye i saw something move in it. When i stopped and looked back to see what was up, there was this strange pail white guy in the mirror singing some horrible chorus of evil. A ghostly voice laughed in the background and said in an eery voice. You have been Rick Rolled. AHHHHHHHHHHH.FrKnPuertoRican

DUDE. Thanks a lot, now I am not going to get any sleep. :?

[QUOTE="I_pWnzz_YoU"]

[QUOTE="Lto_thaG"]My brother is the victim in this story.
He was 13 years old when this happened.
He was going downstairs to the bathroom to take a piss.He came into the hallway and suddenly he saw a man standing there.
The man had no head,instead he was holding his head in his hands.Apparantly there was blood all over the floor too.The man also said something like 'Do not tell anyone about this'.After that my brother fainted.Next morning my mother found him on the floor.He told the story to my mom and she believed him.There was no blood to be found also.Lto_thaG

Thats messed up. I get everything except the part with blood all over the floor. Ghosts don't draw blood.

I think it was more of a hallucination than a ghost.

So I was home alone playing some Gamecube, when I started hearing noises from downstairs. At first, I thought it was just my two dogs, but I found them curled up in my parent's room, and for some reason they refused to go downstairs. So I made my way down, and tried to listen for the noises when a couple of ghosts who were up to no good startin making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared she said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air.' I begged and pleaded with her day after day but she packed my suite case and send me on my way. She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket, I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'. First **** yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright. But wait I hear there're prissy, wine all that. Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air. Well, the plane landed and when I came out, there was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out. I ain't trying to get arrested, I just got here, I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab is rare but I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air.' I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later.' I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.metroidfood

Omg this has "win" written all over it :lol:

I'm still loling!!!

I often saw the old man in the corner of the lounge, but never mentioned it to my grandparents again, as my granny thought I was playing up, until a few years later when the wooden flooring in the house had to be replaced and they found bones under the floors, they had to call in the police as they started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared. And said you're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel air. I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cat was rare, but I thought Nah forget it, yo home to bel air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby Yo homes, smell ya later. Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the prince of bel air. I never found out the history of the house, but the old Farm workers who worked on the farm where the house was, always said that the house was evil and they never wanted to stay near it.

When I was about 4 or 5 years old, my sister and I were spending a Saturday night at Granny and Grandpa's (as kids do when parents want a night off) in an old house in Bulwer Street in Pietermaritzburg. This was back in the 1980's when LA Law was on directly after Graham Hardt finished the weather on the old SABC news. I was sitting next to my granny and asked her who the old man in the corner of the lounge was, as he kept on blocking my view of the TV. He was sitting in the rocking chair. My Gran said to me that there was no old man in the corner of the room. I didn't feel scared or afraid, just irritated because of the fact that I was allowed to stay up and watch TV so late, and I couldn't see it!My mom says that she often saw him, but she didn't say anything to anyone. She said that he wasn't mean or malicious but he was just "stuck there".

I often saw the old man in the corner of the lounge, but never mentioned it to my grandparents again, as my granny thought I was playing up, until a few years later when the wooden flooring in the house had to be replaced and they found bones under the floors, they had to call in the police as they started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared. And said You're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel air. I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cat was rare, but I thought Nah forget it, yo home to bel air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby Yo homes, smell ya later. Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the prince of bel air. I never found out the history of the house, but the old Farm workers who worked on the farm where the house was, always said that the house was evil and they never wanted to stay near it.

Dark-Sithious

....Someone already did that, kind of annoying now....

[QUOTE="Dark-Sithious"]When I was about 4 or 5 years old, my sister and I were spending a Saturday night at Granny and Grandpa's (as kids do when parents want a night off) in an old house in Bulwer Street in Pietermaritzburg. This was back in the 1980's when LA Law was on directly after Graham Hardt finished the weather on the old SABC news. I was sitting next to my granny and asked her who the old man in the corner of the lounge was, as he kept on blocking my view of the TV. He was sitting in the rocking chair. My Gran said to me that there was no old man in the corner of the room. I didn't feel scared or afraid, just irritated because of the fact that I was allowed to stay up and watch TV so late, and I couldn't see it!My mom says that she often saw him, but she didn't say anything to anyone. She said that he wasn't mean or malicious but he was just "stuck there".

I often saw the old man in the corner of the lounge, but never mentioned it to my grandparents again, as my granny thought I was playing up, until a few years later when the wooden flooring in the house had to be replaced and they found bones under the floors, they had to call in the police as they started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared. And said You're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel air. I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cat was rare, but I thought Nah forget it, yo home to bel air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby Yo homes, smell ya later. Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the prince of bel air. I never found out the history of the house, but the old Farm workers who worked on the farm where the house was, always said that the house was evil and they never wanted to stay near it.

I_pWnzz_YoU

....Someone already did that, kind of annoying now....

you're just pissed because you got bel to the aired, twice!

When I was about 4 or 5 years old, my sister and I were spending a Saturday night at Granny and Grandpa's (as kids do when parents want a night off) in an old house in Bulwer Street in Pietermaritzburg. This was back in the 1980's when LA Law was on directly after Graham Hardt finished the weather on the old SABC news. I was sitting next to my granny and asked her who the old man in the corner of the lounge was, as he kept on blocking my view of the TV. He was sitting in the rocking chair. My Gran said to me that there was no old man in the corner of the room. I didn't feel scared or afraid, just irritated because of the fact that I was allowed to stay up and watch TV so late, and I couldn't see it!My mom says that she often saw him, but she didn't say anything to anyone. She said that he wasn't mean or malicious but he was just "stuck there". Dark-Sithious

Was the first part in some movie? Because it actually sounded interesting. But then you had to go and ruin it with that bel air "joke"... :/

[QUOTE="Dark-Sithious"]When I was about 4 or 5 years old, my sister and I were spending a Saturday night at Granny and Grandpa's (as kids do when parents want a night off) in an old house in Bulwer Street in Pietermaritzburg. This was back in the 1980's when LA Law was on directly after Graham Hardt finished the weather on the old SABC news. I was sitting next to my granny and asked her who the old man in the corner of the lounge was, as he kept on blocking my view of the TV. He was sitting in the rocking chair. My Gran said to me that there was no old man in the corner of the room. I didn't feel scared or afraid, just irritated because of the fact that I was allowed to stay up and watch TV so late, and I couldn't see it!My mom says that she often saw him, but she didn't say anything to anyone. She said that he wasn't mean or malicious but he was just "stuck there". SavageM2

Was the first part in some movie? Because it actually sounded interesting. But then you had to go and ruin it with that bel air "joke"... :/

hahaha

I love almost all of these stories start with "So I was at home playing (insert game title here)"

But, heres my story, sort of.

My friends Dad died pretty recently and latley if any of us are alone in his house, we can hear footsteps and things like that. One example would be this one time where I was in my friends bedroom playing GTA while my other friends went outside to wait for me to finish (because I HAD to complete this mission), and while I was playing I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Naturally I assumed one of my friends was sneaking up on me so I hid next to the doorway and waited. The footsteps were coming closer and just as it sounded like they right at the door I jumped out...and there was nothing.

After this I was like "Screw GTA" and ran out of the house as fast as I could.

EDIT: But sometimes I wish that my house was haunted. It would make life much more interesting.

I saw giant spider on my chest when I wake up on bed. The size that is capable of entangle me. Halfly consience, I went to my parenst room and tell them what I saw. Funny thing is my parents don't believe it and I don't believe it either. I end up going back to sleep on my bed. I already thought it is not real, but I could see it clearly.magicalclick

I'm a huge arachnaphobic because I woke up with a tarantula on my chest when I was 4

From the "Post your creepy stories! (You don't sleep you loose?)" thread:

This actually happened to me a few years ago, it may have been nothing, but it was pretty damn creepy to me.

My aunt and two cousins used to live in a small apartment and since these cousins have always been like sisters to me I used to hang around their house a lot. I remember there was this big mirror near the entrance and they would sometimes see/feel something or someone in that area, my aunt even told me once she was putting on make-up on that mirror and saw this dark shadow reflected on the mirror standing in front of the front door and she could feel it staring at her, she was so scared she ran out of the house and went to stay with another aunt of mine who still lives a few floors down for a few hours to calm herself down. They also had a two dogs, a small one which was a cross between a chihuahua and a toy poodle I think (ugliest dog I've ever seen) and a small labpuppy.

So one day at was at my aunt's and my cousins and some friends decided to go to some party. We were all on vacation and I was staying there for a few days, and didn't feel like going so they left me all alone there. It was around 10 pm and there was no light in the apartment because they'd been late in paying the bill, so I just sat in the living room listening to my iPod and enjoying the darkness (I love darkness). After a few hours I took the earphones off and went to look out the window, and then the dogs started to bark at the door, the apartment was right beside the elevator so this always happened when someone got off on that floor, but when I listened more closely I noticed there was no sound of the elevator stopping or footsteps outside the door, so this time the dogs weren't barking at anything. I thought this was really odd, so I went to take a look at the entrance area, and I caught both dog the instant they sped off from the door and went to hide, the chihuahua inside the kitchen and the lab puppy into a bedroom from which the entrance was visible.

After I took in the strangeness of thisbehavior, I slowly went looking for the puppy. In order to reach the bedrooms from where I was, I had to go near the entrance area, if someone was looking at the entrance out of the bedroom where the puppy was, I would have blocked their view of the front door. So I found the puppy, it was hiding under a bed looking straight at the front door, and the instant it saw me, it started barking and howling like crazy, I could hear the desperation in it's voice, it sounded like it was about to die. I was very confused by this, the puppy knew me and it had never shown any sign of dislike towards me, so I started yelling that it was alright, that it was me and I wouldn't hurt it. After a while it seemed to finally recognize me settled down, so I went inside the room and sat down on the bed and the puppy came out from under it and stood still between my feet. I sat there with him for about 20 minutes, and though it seemed calm now, I noticed it didn't take it's eyes off the front door in all that time.

I believe in ghosts, so for me the best explanation to all this is that both dogs saw that shadow that had once scared my aunt and were frightened by it, and because it was all dark at that time and I'm always entirely dressed in black when I got between the front door and the puppy all it saw at first was my black shape and it mistook me for that shadow.

Two more things happened to me in the same month after that and in my mind they're both linked with that night.

The first one was when I came home a week later there was no one home because my mother was out of the country on vacation, and when I went inside I heard a noise on the second floor, I didn't pay it much attention and went upstairs to leave my stuff in my bedroom, and when I passed through the TV room on the way there were two very odd things there.

The first was a portrait of my mother lying on the floor, that was just strange but could be explained normally.

The second and more eerie, however, was that the crucifix hanging on the wall had broken, the cross was made of two separate pieces of wood and obviously the figure of jesus was nailed by the hands on to the horizontal and by the feet on to the vertical one, so what happened is the horizontal piece of wood broke apart from the vertical one and the whole figure rotated downwards by the nail on the feet, so it was basically turned into an inverted crucifix. I'm not even religious, but just remembering that I get chills down my spine.black_cat19

I've got one more, I'll post it later.

i was at a mates house once watchin tv and we brought a pizza , it was bout 10 at night and all of a sudden we heard creak noises up in the attick so we turned the tv down and the noise went so we started watchin tv again and again the noise started so we turned the tv down and the noise went again so again we turn the tv up and the noise again so we turn the tv off and got a knife each and walked up the stairs and we heard the noise again but very clearly so we freaked out and opened the attick door and a small chill wave blew us and for 30 seconds we stood there stairin up towards the open attick door and somethin was starring at us so we ran downstairs and threw the knife on the floor and ran outside and calmed down and waited for a bit then went back to close the attick door as we got to the stairs my mate stood there , looked down and said weve gotta go NOWWWWW and i said why and i noticed the knife was gone so we ran and locked the front door and have never returned since , but for the relatives that liB-L-I-N-G-A-H

Wow, that ones hella scary.

[QUOTE="I_pWnzz_YoU"][QUOTE="Dark-Sithious"]When I was about 4 or 5 years old, my sister and I were spending a Saturday night at Granny and Grandpa's (as kids do when parents want a night off) in an old house in Bulwer Street in Pietermaritzburg. This was back in the 1980's when LA Law was on directly after Graham Hardt finished the weather on the old SABC news. I was sitting next to my granny and asked her who the old man in the corner of the lounge was, as he kept on blocking my view of the TV. He was sitting in the rocking chair. My Gran said to me that there was no old man in the corner of the room. I didn't feel scared or afraid, just irritated because of the fact that I was allowed to stay up and watch TV so late, and I couldn't see it!My mom says that she often saw him, but she didn't say anything to anyone. She said that he wasn't mean or malicious but he was just "stuck there".

I often saw the old man in the corner of the lounge, but never mentioned it to my grandparents again, as my granny thought I was playing up, until a few years later when the wooden flooring in the house had to be replaced and they found bones under the floors, they had to call in the police as they started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared. And said You're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel air. I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cat was rare, but I thought Nah forget it, yo home to bel air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby Yo homes, smell ya later. Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the prince of bel air. I never found out the history of the house, but the old Farm workers who worked on the farm where the house was, always said that the house was evil and they never wanted to stay near it.

Dark-Sithious

....Someone already did that, kind of annoying now....

you're just pissed because you got bel to the aired, twice!

Not pissed, just annoyed cause someone already beat you to it, yet you still do it. Besides, the story was actually getting good :cry:

From the "Post your creepy stories! (You don't sleep you loose?)" thread:

[QUOTE="black_cat19"]This actually happened to me a few years ago, it may have been nothing, but it was pretty damn creepy to me.

My aunt and two cousins used to live in a small apartment and since these cousins have always been like sisters to me I used to hang around their house a lot. I remember there was this big mirror near the entrance and they would sometimes see/feel something or someone in that area, my aunt even told me once she was putting on make-up on that mirror and saw this dark shadow reflected on the mirror standing in front of the front door and she could feel it staring at her, she was so scared she ran out of the house and went to stay with another aunt of mine who still lives a few floors down for a few hours to calm herself down. They also had a two dogs, a small one which was a cross between a chihuahua and a toy poodle I think (ugliest dog I've ever seen) and a small labpuppy.

So one day at was at my aunt's and my cousins and some friends decided to go to some party. We were all on vacation and I was staying there for a few days, and didn't feel like going so they left me all alone there. It was around 10 pm and there was no light in the apartment because they'd been late in paying the bill, so I just sat in the living room listening to my iPod and enjoying the darkness (I love darkness). After a few hours I took the earphones off and went to look out the window, and then the dogs started to bark at the door, the apartment was right beside the elevator so this always happened when someone got off on that floor, but when I listened more closely I noticed there was no sound of the elevator stopping or footsteps outside the door, so this time the dogs weren't barking at anything. I thought this was really odd, so I went to take a look at the entrance area, and I caught both dog the instant they sped off from the door and went to hide, the chihuahua inside the kitchen and the lab puppy into a bedroom from which the entrance was visible.

After I took in the strangeness of thisbehavior, I slowly went looking for the puppy. In order to reach the bedrooms from where I was, I had to go near the entrance area, if someone was looking at the entrance out of the bedroom where the puppy was, I would have blocked their view of the front door. So I found the puppy, it was hiding under a bed looking straight at the front door, and the instant it saw me, it started barking and howling like crazy, I could hear the desperation in it's voice, it sounded like it was about to die. I was very confused by this, the puppy knew me and it had never shown any sign of dislike towards me, so I started yelling that it was alright, that it was me and I wouldn't hurt it. After a while it seemed to finally recognize me settled down, so I went inside the room and sat down on the bed and the puppy came out from under it and stood still between my feet. I sat there with him for about 20 minutes, and though it seemed calm now, I noticed it didn't take it's eyes off the front door in all that time.

I believe in ghosts, so for me the best explanation to all this is that both dogs saw that shadow that had once scared my aunt and were frightened by it, and because it was all dark at that time and I'm always entirely dressed in black when I got between the front door and the puppy all it saw at first was my black shape and it mistook me for that shadow.

Two more things happened to me in the same month after that and in my mind they're both linked with that night.

The first one was when I came home a week later there was no one home because my mother was out of the country on vacation, and when I went inside I heard a noise on the second floor, I didn't pay it much attention and went upstairs to leave my stuff in my bedroom, and when I passed through the TV room on the way there were two very odd things there.

The first was a portrait of my mother lying on the floor, that was just strange but could be explained normally.

The second and more eerie, however, was that the crucifix hanging on the wall had broken, the cross was made of two separate pieces of wood and obviously the figure of jesus was nailed by the hands on to the horizontal and by the feet on to the vertical one, so what happened is the horizontal piece of wood broke apart from the vertical one and the whole figure rotated downwards by the nail on the feet, so it was basically turned into an inverted crucifix. I'm not even religious, but just remembering that I get chills down my spine.black_cat19

I've got one more, I'll post it later.

You are probably the first one to post a scary story that's truth :shock:

I get kinda freaky with mirrors when it's dark BTW.

From the "Post your creepy stories! (You don't sleep you loose?)" thread:

[QUOTE="black_cat19"]This actually happened to me a few years ago, it may have been nothing, but it was pretty damn creepy to me.

My aunt and two cousins used to live in a small apartment and since these cousins have always been like sisters to me I used to hang around their house a lot. I remember there was this big mirror near the entrance and they would sometimes see/feel something or someone in that area, my aunt even told me once she was putting on make-up on that mirror and saw this dark shadow reflected on the mirror standing in front of the front door and she could feel it staring at her, she was so scared she ran out of the house and went to stay with another aunt of mine who still lives a few floors down for a few hours to calm herself down. They also had a two dogs, a small one which was a cross between a chihuahua and a toy poodle I think (ugliest dog I've ever seen) and a small labpuppy.

So one day at was at my aunt's and my cousins and some friends decided to go to some party. We were all on vacation and I was staying there for a few days, and didn't feel like going so they left me all alone there. It was around 10 pm and there was no light in the apartment because they'd been late in paying the bill, so I just sat in the living room listening to my iPod and enjoying the darkness (I love darkness). After a few hours I took the earphones off and went to look out the window, and then the dogs started to bark at the door, the apartment was right beside the elevator so this always happened when someone got off on that floor, but when I listened more closely I noticed there was no sound of the elevator stopping or footsteps outside the door, so this time the dogs weren't barking at anything. I thought this was really odd, so I went to take a look at the entrance area, and I caught both dog the instant they sped off from the door and went to hide, the chihuahua inside the kitchen and the lab puppy into a bedroom from which the entrance was visible.

After I took in the strangeness of thisbehavior, I slowly went looking for the puppy. In order to reach the bedrooms from where I was, I had to go near the entrance area, if someone was looking at the entrance out of the bedroom where the puppy was, I would have blocked their view of the front door. So I found the puppy, it was hiding under a bed looking straight at the front door, and the instant it saw me, it started barking and howling like crazy, I could hear the desperation in it's voice, it sounded like it was about to die. I was very confused by this, the puppy knew me and it had never shown any sign of dislike towards me, so I started yelling that it was alright, that it was me and I wouldn't hurt it. After a while it seemed to finally recognize me settled down, so I went inside the room and sat down on the bed and the puppy came out from under it and stood still between my feet. I sat there with him for about 20 minutes, and though it seemed calm now, I noticed it didn't take it's eyes off the front door in all that time.

I believe in ghosts, so for me the best explanation to all this is that both dogs saw that shadow that had once scared my aunt and were frightened by it, and because it was all dark at that time and I'm always entirely dressed in black when I got between the front door and the puppy all it saw at first was my black shape and it mistook me for that shadow.

Two more things happened to me in the same month after that and in my mind they're both linked with that night.

The first one was when I came home a week later there was no one home because my mother was out of the country on vacation, and when I went inside I heard a noise on the second floor, I didn't pay it much attention and went upstairs to leave my stuff in my bedroom, and when I passed through the TV room on the way there were two very odd things there.

The first was a portrait of my mother lying on the floor, that was just strange but could be explained normally.

The second and more eerie, however, was that the crucifix hanging on the wall had broken, the cross was made of two separate pieces of wood and obviously the figure of jesus was nailed by the hands on to the horizontal and by the feet on to the vertical one, so what happened is the horizontal piece of wood broke apart from the vertical one and the whole figure rotated downwards by the nail on the feet, so it was basically turned into an inverted crucifix. I'm not even religious, but just remembering that I get chills down my spine.black_cat19

I've got one more, I'll post it later.

That ones pretty freaky. Although I was hoping, in the first story (one with the dogs), that he would've seen a ghost, not just heard the dogs barking at the door. Post the second one, I really like ghst stories :D

You are probably the first one to post a scary story that's truth :shock:

I get kinda freaky with mirrors when it's dark BTW.

cyberdarkkid

Huh? Funny you would say that... :?

Here's the second one, from the same thread:

I don't know if I should be this happy that this thread came back to life, ever since I read those mirror stories things haven't been quite the same, this may not be very creepy, but believe me, I'm really worried right now.

Ever since I read the mirror stories about a month ago I've been totally freaked out, the first night I found this thread I stayed up all night reading just so I didn't have to walk past my mirror while it was still dark outside, and I've been avoiding (sometimes literally running away from) mirrors all this time. Normally I really like ghost stories and creepy stuff and don't get scared easily, I loved many of the stories in here and read through all the info on the dionea house and the dibbuk box, but there was something about knowing mirrors might actually have some evil to them that deeply unsettled me, it's like I accidentally found something that awoke my deepest, dormant fears.

At first I willed myself to just stare at the mirror, I said to myself "well this can't go on any longer, it's just not rational, you're not a kid anymore, just look in the mirror, really stare at it, and when nothing happens you'll realize there's nothing to be afraid of and things will go back to normal". But when I stared, after a while my face started to blur, just my face, I could still see the rest of my body and my surroundings in my peripheral vision, it became steadily darker until all that was left was the silouette of my head, completely black inside, darkness was literally staring at me. I did it twice with the same results, so instead of vanishing my fear of mirrors increased, and I continued to avoid them.

I did so until a week ago tomorrow (last sunday) when I accidentally stared into a mirror in a completely dark room, and saw my faceless self stare back at me, it didn't blur this time, it was like that from the beginning, it scared me, but I was really tired that day because I was nearing 24 hours without sleep so I didn't pay it, or what happened next, as much attention as I would have (now that I think of it, it's a good thing I was so tired because otherwise I'd have been scared witless by this events), so I just went upstairs to go to bed. I have to pass a room on the second landing on the way to my bedroom, and I never turn any lights on to go through this room at night since I know the way by heart, but as I stared into the room from the staircase there was something off about it, the darkness inside was so dense you could almost touch it, I couldn't see a thing inside, and I got an ominous feeling, but again I was too tired to worry about it so I just went through to my room and went to bed, and as I was falling asleep everything started shaking violently, but since I wasn't thinking right I just thought it would be an earthquake and in a few seconds it would pass (this is NOT an earthquake prone area, quakes are never felt here, again, I was tired), it was really strong and seemed to last more than a minute, after which I fell asleep.

The next morning I asked my mother if she felt a quake that night, and she told me she didn't feel a thing, but phoned my dad (who lives in the neighboring state) to check that eveyone was alright just in case, my dad said there was nothing unusual that night (if there had been an earthquake he would have felt it, even the slightest tremors are felt in that area). That's when I realized there hadn't been an earthquake last night, it was my bed that had shaken violently for over a minute.

And it doesn't end there, this wednesday I went to school as always and I went to hang out at my cousins house after school, and when I arrived at my cousins' they told me my dad was looking for me and he said I needed to call him, so I did and when he picked up the phone he sounded worried, he told me his wife, who knows a lot about the paranormal (she knew exactly what it was that startled the dogs at my aunt's that other time, and when it started to follow me she got rid of it) saw me in their house that afternoon, she said I was in the guest room, hiding, and I scared the **** out of her. This deeply unsettles me, since I had been at school all day and went to my cousins' immediately afterwards, I haven't been to my dad's house in over a month.

So this is what's been happening to me lately, and still I keep on reading, trying not to blow it out of proportion (like it wasn't already), trying to move on with my life as normally as possible, there's really little more I can do about it, if nothing happens again I'll have to get over it sooner or later, and if it does, well hopefully I'll still be around to tell you guys about it...

black_cat19

Thankfully nothing else has happened since then, but seriously you have no idea how worried and freaked out I was then...

[QUOTE="cyberdarkkid"]

You are probably the first one to post a scary story that's truth :shock:

I get kinda freaky with mirrors when it's dark BTW.

black_cat19

Huh? Funny you would say that... :?

Here's the second one, from the same thread:

I don't know if I should be this happy that this thread came back to life, ever since I read those mirror stories things haven't been quite the same, this may not be very creepy, but believe me, I'm really worried right now.

Ever since I read the mirror stories about a month ago I've been totally freaked out, the first night I found this thread I stayed up all night reading just so I didn't have to walk past my mirror while it was still dark outside, and I've been avoiding (sometimes literally running away from) mirrors all this time. Normally I really like ghost stories and creepy stuff and don't get scared easily, I loved many of the stories in here and read through all the info on the dionea house and the dibbuk box, but there was something about knowing mirrors might actually have some evil to them that deeply unsettled me, it's like I accidentally found something that awoke my deepest, dormant fears.

At first I willed myself to just stare at the mirror, I said to myself "well this can't go on any longer, it's just not rational, you're not a kid anymore, just look in the mirror, really stare at it, and when nothing happens you'll realize there's nothing to be afraid of and things will go back to normal". But when I stared, after a while my face started to blur, just my face, I could still see the rest of my body and my surroundings in my peripheral vision, it became steadily darker until all that was left was the silouette of my head, completely black inside, darkness was literally staring at me. I did it twice with the same results, so instead of vanishing my fear of mirrors increased, and I continued to avoid them.

I did so until a week ago tomorrow (last sunday) when I accidentally stared into a mirror in a completely dark room, and saw my faceless self stare back at me, it didn't blur this time, it was like that from the beginning, it scared me, but I was really tired that day because I was nearing 24 hours without sleep so I didn't pay it, or what happened next, as much attention as I would have (now that I think of it, it's a good thing I was so tired because otherwise I'd have been scared witless by this events), so I just went upstairs to go to bed. I have to pass a room on the second landing on the way to my bedroom, and I never turn any lights on to go through this room at night since I know the way by heart, but as I stared into the room from the staircase there was something off about it, the darkness inside was so dense you could almost touch it, I couldn't see a thing inside, and I got an ominous feeling, but again I was too tired to worry about it so I just went through to my room and went to bed, and as I was falling asleep everything started shaking violently, but since I wasn't thinking right I just thought it would be an earthquake and in a few seconds it would pass (this is NOT an earthquake prone area, quakes are never felt here, again, I was tired), it was really strong and seemed to last more than a minute, after which I fell asleep.

The next morning I asked my mother if she felt a quake that night, and she told me she didn't feel a thing, but phoned my dad (who lives in the neighboring state) to check that eveyone was alright just in case, my dad said there was nothing unusual that night (if there had been an earthquake he would have felt it, even the slightest tremors are felt in that area). That's when I realized there hadn't been an earthquake last night, it was my bed that had shaken violently for over a minute.

And it doesn't end there, this wednesday I went to school as always and I went to hang out at my cousins house after school, and when I arrived at my cousins' they told me my dad was looking for me and he said I needed to call him, so I did and when he picked up the phone he sounded worried, he told me his wife, who knows a lot about the paranormal (she knew exactly what it was that startled the dogs at my aunt's that other time, and when it started to follow me she got rid of it) saw me in their house that afternoon, she said I was in the guest room, hiding, and I scared the **** out of her. This deeply unsettles me, since I had been at school all day and went to my cousins' immediately afterwards, I haven't been to my dad's house in over a month.

So this is what's been happening to me lately, and still I keep on reading, trying not to blow it out of proportion (like it wasn't already), trying to move on with my life as normally as possible, there's really little more I can do about it, if nothing happens again I'll have to get over it sooner or later, and if it does, well hopefully I'll still be around to tell you guys about it...

black_cat19

Thankfully nothing else has happened since then, but seriously you have no idea how worried and freaked out I was then...

Damn thats scary. But I have to admit, I'm also really interested in ghost stories and what not. I don't know what it is, but thats the main reason I created this thread.

In my previous home. I was in bed and I couldn't sleep. I constantly checked the time, 10 PM, 11 PM 12 PM. By the time 12 PM hit the clock, I started to sweat for no complete reason, I wasnt scared or anything and I figured that I was hot which I wasnt. I felt a dark pressure in my room and I got really really scared and my door was wide open and down the hall I saw it, a shadow figure formed and it looked like a little girl. I only saw trhe black figure and it stood about 3-4 feet. I completely lost it and I couldnt scream. it was horrible and the entire room and hall became darker. The next morning I told my mom and she didnt believe me. One day my mom was cooking dinner and she felt someone breath right next to her and she felt the blow agianst her ear. She got very scared and that encouraged us to move. Well from my past claims, I dont think it helpedKamekazi_69

Maybe its that possessed stuffed dinosaur you have.

my friends house is haunted. me and my friend were playing xbox 360 in his room. i forogot what game i was playing but i was on the my side in my crease on my shirt i felt a finger going into my back. i look at my friend his just laying there half asleep.

his mom told me that she hears voices sometimes saying "thier home", my friend saids he sometimes hears his name and feels touching on his hands and things.

[QUOTE="Kamekazi_69"]In my previous home. I was in bed and I couldn't sleep. I constantly checked the time, 10 PM, 11 PM 12 PM. By the time 12 PM hit the clock, I started to sweat for no complete reason, I wasnt scared or anything and I figured that I was hot which I wasnt. I felt a dark pressure in my room and I got really really scared and my door was wide open and down the hall I saw it, a shadow figure formed and it looked like a little girl. I only saw trhe black figure and it stood about 3-4 feet. I completely lost it and I couldnt scream. it was horrible and the entire room and hall became darker. The next morning I told my mom and she didnt believe me. One day my mom was cooking dinner and she felt someone breath right next to her and she felt the blow agianst her ear. She got very scared and that encouraged us to move. Well from my past claims, I dont think it helpedomfg_its_dally

Maybe its that possessed stuffed dinosaur you have.

Well it could be something moving it. I got the dinosaur at this house