By kia

October 16, 2008 6:00 PM | Link to this

We have a ghost in our house. He’s a prankster, turning lights on and off, opening doors and walking around in the attic. Not everyone in the family believes he’s real, but I’d rather believe that’s our ghost stomping down the stairs than some heavy footed burglar when I’m home alone.

There’s an old antebellum house in Washington GA. Several years ago while touring it, I got a strong sensation that something unworldly was in one of the bedrooms. I had a stronger but similar feeling in a grove of ancient Live Oaks on St. Simons one night too.

As the Cowardly Lion said in the Wizard of Oz “I do believe in ghost! I do! I do! I do! I do! I DO!”

By idiot

October 17, 2008 7:40 AM | Link to this

i believe in little green men also

By Believer

October 17, 2008 7:50 AM | Link to this

I worked at the Captain D’s in Snellville, GA going through college. I’d heard other employees joke about it being haunted. One night I was the closing manager and I had one other employee with me. We were both sitting at the desk in back while I closed the books. We both heard the loud screeching of a restaruant table being dragged over the tile floor in the dining room. When we investigated, we found one table about 4 feet out of place. All doors were deadbolted and we were the only ones there. I also recall large boxes falling off shelfs for no apparent reason at night.

I never saw anything; but there was no reason for that table to move.

Years later I was telling my brother this story. He worked at the Arbys next door. In restaurants, the floors in the kitchen slope toward a drain. He recalled watching a bread cart roll up hill all by itself. I don’t know what it was about that strip in Snellville, but in the late 80s, stuff happened.

By True Story

October 17, 2008 8:54 AM | Link to this

I was about 10 and living with my grandmom when we moved to this new house in College Park. It was a pretty Grey Ranch really nice. We began to notice little things at first. I am a neat freak and would set my dresser in my room up nice and neat and when I would get home it would be a mess. Its only me and grandmom and she dropped me off on the way to work but shortly afte that at dusk on the back patio my grandmother said she saw a image of a young black women standing there in really old clothes that were worn through.

Than things started to get wierd the lights above our kitchen sink would flicker only at dusk and when the women appreared. I only saw her once. Other things happen when I wasnt around. But the final straw is when we where putting up dishes from sunday dinner and the entire cabinet tilted forward.

My grandmother went to do the history of her new house and after a few months found out that the land was a old slave grave yard!!!

She moved out of the house soon after that.

By south ga girl

October 17, 2008 8:56 AM | Link to this

I am from south georgia. Growing up, we lived in several haunted houess but the one that sticks out the most is on johnson road in Albany georgia. It was said that a lady had stabbed her infant child to death because he would not stop crying. Late at night you could hear a child crying and there was a blood stain in the room that my infant brother at the time slept in. One night we went to a softball game that my mother was playing in and when we came home, all the pictures of my infant brother were off the wall and stack in the middle of the floor with a knife in them. Needless to say, we moved. The south has several haunting that have never been told.

By Pedro

October 17, 2008 9:46 AM | Link to this

A friend in Calvert County, Maryland owns a historic home that was originally built in 1720 or thereabout and was added to sometime in the early 1800’s. The house is reputed to have served as a small hospital during the civil war. There have been numerous experiences in this home. Here’s mine.

I was preparing for bed in the upstairs of the original portion of the home. As I was standing at the sink of the small bathroom, I saw a shadow cross the wall in the adjoining bedroom. I thought it must be my friend and called out to him but there was no answer. He had already retired with his wife in their bedroom in another section of the house on the ground floor. There was no one else in the house and no explanation for what could have caused the shadow. It was a fleeting shadow but very prominent and it crossed a space on the wall at least 10 feet across. It could only have been made by something in that bedroom.

When I mentioned it to my friend the following morning, he said that it had occurred before and that when his kids were young, their friends refused to sleep in that room. because it was too freaky. I have spent several nights in that room, before and since, but never had another experience. I always stay in that room when I visit my friend and hope for another spooky treat.

By BGK

October 17, 2008 9:48 AM | Link to this

During my college years, I was living with my sis in her attic that had been converted to a bedroom. I went to see “The Amityville Horror” late at night. If you remember, for e/t bad that happened in that movie, it first got really cold. The bad things all took place at a certain time, let’s say 2:22 (don’t remember exactly), and there were flies involved. So I went to bed totally creeped out by the movie anyway, and I woke up in the middle of the night freezing. I got up to turn off the window a/c unit and glanced at the clock. I saw that it was 2:22 exactly as I swatted the fly that was buzzing around my face. When I turned off the a/c, the door to my bedroom flew open and slammed into the wall making a horribly loud noise.

I used to be a horror show junkie, but that scared me to death. I shook ‘til the sun came up, and I haven’t seen a devil/demon-type horror movie since then.

By Pamela

October 17, 2008 9:53 AM | Link to this

I know for a fact that ‘ghosts’ are real. I’m from New Orleans and I have seen them. If you ever walk the streets of New Orleans - especially around the French Quarters- you can feel a thickness..and I’m NOT talking about the humidity..it’s a thickness of other beings there. I have also heard ghosts hum beautiful songs here in Atlanta in the apartment I used to live in (Midtown). They are real.

For those of you who don’t believe they exist I’m certain that you have felt a ice cold breeze come out of nowhere all over or near your body..well that’s a ghost. Children and animals can see ghots as clear as day.

I think they are spirits that - for what ever reason - have not moved on for whatever reason. So they do exist.

I can only imagine the thickness of the streets in New Orleans right now ESPECIALLY after hurricane Katrina. I haven’t been to New Orleans since the storm, but I can only imagine how thick the air will be while I walk upon those beautiful cobble stone streets!

By SusieQ

October 17, 2008 10:00 AM | Link to this

About 18 years ago, my second son died tragically in an auto accident. He was 20 years old. Our daughter who was 11 at the time was very close to him and they shared a very special bond. She was struggling with accepting his death and also pretending that he was not really dead, but had gone away to live in another state. We tried counseling with her and she would say, He is not really gone and will come back some day. In trying to help her adjust, we had several of her little school friends come to the house every Friday and stay with her constantly until Monday morning when she would return to school. From Friday until Monday, they would be dancing, singing, playing dress up, being silly, giggling and all of the normal things that girls that age do when they are together. About a month after her brother died, on a Saturday night, she had 2 friends over and they were in her room, had their music turned up loud and I could hear them laughing. Suddenly, her bedroom door flew open and they came downstairs screaming and terrified. Before her brother died, he had taken her to the mall and bought her 3 little wax bear candles which she had lined up on her dresser. One was pink for her, one was light blue for the older brother and one was navy blue the second brother. They said that suddenly the navy blue bear shot off the dresser and slammed into the opposite wall and then onto the floor. When we picked up the bear, the head part was smashed as if a tremendous force had thrown it against the wall. I think my son’s ghost was upset that he was gone and he was trying to let her know that yes, a part of him was still around her….The girls would not come back to our house to spend the night again. We did move her to another room that weekend and she says she has felt his presence in several places since then. He was on allergy shots when he passed and when he perspired, he had a kind of apple smell on his skin from the medications. She said more than once, she has been driving down the road and that smell would enter her car. She is sure he is still looking over her from the beyond.

By Chellbell

October 17, 2008 10:16 AM | Link to this

I’ve always believed in spirits, whether they are ghosts or not is another question. In January of 2007, I was staying with my boyfriend at the time. He was sick and I was taking care of him. So as to not disturb his sleep, I suggested that I sleep in the other room. That night, something woke me up. It was like a feather being lightly stroked on my face. I opened my eyes to see an old man late 30-40’s in age, and dark black messy hair. He was on the side of my bed kneeling down and was stroking my hair. I wasn’t terrified, but I was frightened. He was an unwelcome spirit. To me he seemed like an old civil war soldier. I wanted him to go away. I kept saying “leave me alone” “go” At that moment I began to say the Lord’s 23 Psalm and he disappeared. I don’t think he was evil, but rather an unwelcome presence. The next day I wanted to tell my boyfriend, but I thought that he would think that I was cooky. It was on my mind that entire day so later that evening when we were sitting on the couch, he told me that he’d had a bad dream that night. I asked him to tell me what his dream was about and he began by saying “There was this man standing over my bed, touching me on the face”…At that moment chills went down my spine and I told him about my own experience. Our description of the man was identical, with the exception that the man was standing over him. In both of our stories we had wanted him to stop touching us. He then said that as soon as the man was gone, he suddenly thought of me and wanted to go into the next bedroom to wake me, but he didn’t. It was 3:00 in the morning and he thought I would think that he was cooky too. Since that time, I have not been comfortable sleeping in total darkness. I’ve had similar experiences in the past where spirits have woke me up in the middle of the night. I’ve just never had someone else experience my same experience on the same night, in separate rooms. I would just like for them to leave me alone.

By Marvin

October 17, 2008 10:20 AM | Link to this

Years ago, 20 maybe, while working in Athens,Ga at a furniture store, it was my job to lock up each nite and open on Sundays. One Sunday, after being there several months, I came in to turn off the alarm and turn on the lites. I had my face toward the switches in the breaker box, and I always locked the front door as I came in, I felt something behind me, cold, very cold. I turned around and there was a “breeze” as if something moved. There was a knock up front, I went up to relock the door after the person came in, then I went back into the break room, to see if I could figure this out, the door to my left, facing the breakers, was open, it had been closed, this startled me cause this door was very, very heavy, I went in the room, looking to see what opened this door, I felt the same cold icy feeling about 10 feet inside, it was to my face, I felt it go by me back thru the door. Then I went back into the break room, closed the very heavy door and coming back in I went to the right close to a door that went downstairs, I again felt the cold, icy feeling, and a breeze, then it was gone, so I go down stairs to a locked door, the object was there, it was very cold, 20 degrees colder than up top. I felt it, but just went back up and went to work. A few days later after turning off all the breakers and walking towards the front on the left side facing, I noticed a breeze blowing the price tags to my left, something was beside me, but slightly above me, and it followed me to the front door. I never saw it agian in the mornings but it walked me out every night for nearly a year. Later we did an inventory, with over 50 folks from the stores from Athens to Atlanta, almost everyone had worked in this store, during lunch they talked of the ghosts, I mean to a person they all had seen it, them. Even the guys in our warehouse, it evidently stayed down that way at night. But it was grayish, kinda like a very heavy cloud of dust, or a heavy puff of smoke, the image only went about half way down her dress, you couldnt see her legs, you could see her arms, even her head, but no legs. But see told me hello one Sunday and goodnite several hundred times afterwards. And I dont believe in ghosts!

By NancyM

October 17, 2008 10:40 AM | Link to this

About 35 years ago, I worked at Baptist Towers High Rise for the Elderly. During one evening at my home, I had the very strange sensation that there were flames leaping up the walls in the room behind me. The sensation was so strong that I even turned around to look and make sure there was no fire. At about 5:00 in the morning, I was woken by a call from my boss that a fire had started at the high rise. Unfortunately, a couple of people died and several were injured. I feel I was “warned” of the pending fire, but I had no way to know that at the time. It still sends chills down my spine when I think about it.

By atlbelle

October 17, 2008 10:42 AM | Link to this

A few years ago just prior to my husband and I having our wedding inanimate objects got rather active in our house. One night we were sitting in the living room watching tv while dinner was simmering on the stove. A spoon with a flat handle, placed flat on the spoon rest on the stove; started rocking violently from side to side. The movement lasted for several seconds and was quite loud. A week later we were sitting at the kitchen table and a can sitting in the middle of the table started to tip and righted itself. It looked like someone had bent down, tipped the can, then grabbed it. In one corner of the living room we have a cupboard which stores books and household items. One night our very well behaved dog ran over to this cupboard and suddenly started looking up at it barking and wagging as if someone was talking to her.She paid attention for about ten minutes then walked away. She has not repeated this behavior since. Several months after the wedding we were fast asleep at 3am, when a very loud noise similar to someone clapping their hands together right over our bed woke us up. This happened about 3am. We never felt scared or threatened. Never had “cold spots”. Just thought that maybe former family was dropping in for the festivities. Only one thing has happened since. One morning a custom fitted shower caddy which grips the ceiling and the corner of the tub suddenly disloged and fell. We have the ugly old wavy stucco ceilings which are very rough. Nobody was in the bathroom. It fell forward instead of slipping from the bottom. It managed to not leave a mark on the rough ceiling.

By Lis

October 17, 2008 10:59 AM | Link to this

One fall afternoon, I was taking a walk with my daughter when suddenly I smelled cologne, so I looked to see who was there, but there was no one walking nearby. Afterwards, I felt chills & the fragance kept following us, as if someone else was there with us. That evening I couldn’t shake the feeling, even my lil’ one kept saying she smelled a man.

Months after I saw a neighbor that lives near where we smelled the cologne & investigated what happened there, to my surprise she asked “why I wanted to know” with a smirk on her face and I told her I would really like to know. That’s when she told me that a fella killed his fiance in an apartment behind our subdivision when they were building ‘em & he committed suicide in one of the sheds behind the homes……..it was very spooky afterward, cause everytime I pass there I remember smelling his cologne………

By Sugar

October 17, 2008 11:06 AM | Link to this

About 15 years ago, while living in Duluth, I went to bed, and felt something get into bed with me and lay down beside me. I thought it was one of my cats, but when I turned on the lights there was nothing in the room, other than me. All three cats were sound asleep downstairs on the sofa.

Another experience in that same house, my daughter had a butterfly doorbell at her bedroom that we had picked up at Callaway Gardens. The doorbell part was outside her door, with the chimes inside the room. I was making her bed, and the “doorbell” starting ringing. I thought it was my daughter, playing a trick on me. However, she was down stairs and was yelling at me to stop ringing her doorbell…….

I saw my Dad sitting in his chair three days after he passed away. Plain as day I saw that man, with his pipe. He had not smoked a pipe in over 5 years.

By Mike D

October 17, 2008 11:08 AM | Link to this

I’m going to join Amway just so I can sign all of you idiots up to be my gimp sales force. THERE ARE NO GHOST. When you die, thats it your gone.

By jlw

October 17, 2008 11:26 AM | Link to this

When I was a kid, I used to visit my aunts house in Trafalger, Indiana. She had a huge old farm house and barn that they restored. Lots of things happened at that house, for example- My parents car not being able to turn over or start and then magically starting while you are inside, lights being turned off when you leave, but all on when you come back, little things eating dog food but they weren’t cats,dogs or anything from this dimension. The three major experiences that I had that I don’t tell too many people cause they all think I am cooky are: My cousins and I were in the barn playing in the hayloft when a little boy popped out of no-where. He was wearing what looked like a potato sack and had RED hair. He giggled and said, “you will see me later” and vanished. Well, that freaked me and my cousins out, so we ran out of the barn to tell my aunt. My aunt shook it off and told us to go play (typical). That night, the little boy popped out between our beds and said, “told ya you would see me later”, and yet again vanished. None of us slept that night. My second most memorable night was waking up to the smell of bacon in the kitchen and no one cooking and finally I woke up to all the cabinets in the kitchen opening and closing, but no one was in the kitchen. I didn’t stay often at their house, I usually made up an excuse on why I couldn’t stay there. The funny thing is my great-grandmother lived in the back of the house and NEVER saw anything because she had her bible open to Psalms. Once she died and the bible moved from her house to my parents the activity in the back escalated. Now a days, my aunt will admit that there was something freaky about that house, but at the time (which she didn’t tell anyone) she was struggling with a Coke addiction and she thought it was her addiction making her see things. They have since moved out of that house and it has been on the market 5 or 6 times. I think it is selling for really, really cheap! Wonder why?

By Peach

October 17, 2008 11:32 AM | Link to this

I used to live in a house that had a ghost. Other people who visited my home saw him also. We would be in one room and would see this shadow of a man crossing from one side to another in one of the other rooms. It was obvious that it was a man by the silouette. Sometimes I felt a presence in my bedroom and there were times when he sat on my bed. He actually laid down with me one time and when I turned over there was this green glow hovering beside my bed that vanished when I asked him to go away.

By Reds

October 17, 2008 11:54 AM | Link to this

My grandmothers house in upstate New York has a woman who will walk around to every bedroom at night and check to make sure that the “children” are in bed. She also will follow you up the stairs… I never look in the mirror right next to the staircase anymore. You’re sure to see something.

My old house in Stone Mountain (built in the late 70’s) also had a haunt.. but it was friendly.

I also know that after my dog passed away in 1999, she still came in and slept at the foot of my parents bed — every morning there would be a “nest” right where she used to sleep.

Went to school in Milledgeville… and I can only begin to tell you some of the creepy stuff we saw on campus and at Central State.

I am a firm believer in ghosts… :)

By Weird Georgia

October 17, 2008 11:56 AM | Link to this

My wife Earline’s school, Tift College in Forsyth, Georgia, was definitely haunted. A ghost was long rumored to inhabit Tift Hall, and when it was demolished around 1970 it transferred to Upshaw. One night in early 1975 I was visiting her at the Convent (natural name for an all girls Baptist school) when she dared me to explore Upshaw. Being a man I naturally accepted the challenge. Being a coward I entered the building, walked straight through the entrance hall and exited the other side of the building. I lounged on the stairs for a few minutes, then walked back through the entrance. I planned to casually state, “Looked through the whole building. Nothing there.” I never got the chance to practice my fiction. “Did you see it!” Earline exclaimed as she ran up and grabbed me. “Well, no,” I replied truthfully, “What did you see.” Earline said she was watching the entrance, waiting for me to appear, when Zelda (honest, that was the name of the Tift College ghost) floated out of the entrance. There was a human shaped head atop a long flowing robe, all of it white. The apparition then turned and floated back into the building by passing through a hall.

By Martin bob

October 17, 2008 12:26 PM | Link to this

My Scarey and very Scarey Ghost story is that Obama will be the next President That is so very scarey

By Jbird

October 17, 2008 12:27 PM | Link to this

My neighborhood, before we started building our houses, was a big pasture with woods around it. Years after we had all built our homes, my neighbors were in bed asleep. The mother heard a child, really up close to her, say mama. She woke up and no one was there. She checked her children and they were all asleep. Her husband told her that it had to have been a dream. The next night, he was woken by the same tiny voice saying daddy. Again their children were all sound asleep. It only happened a few more times on other nights, but doesn’t anymore. But since then, their tv will come on by itself, the radio does it too, and the lights come on. It doesn’t scare them, they just take it for granted. It makes you wonder, though, if a small child could have died and been buried a long time ago, in a family cemetary nearby.

By IDIOTS

October 17, 2008 12:48 PM | Link to this

Everybody who is posting on this blog needs to go back to elementary school and learn the basics of grammar and American English. It is so painful to read these stories! Learn how to write in complete sentences and spell check! If you have the urge to read the news on this site, then you must be some-what educated — so do yourself a favor and learn how to write, as well!

What is SCARY is that people like “Martin bob” exist — and they’re voting for morons like Palin and McCain. Do you see Russia from your house, too, friend? Well that’s all the reason I need, too, I guess.

By SaveOurRepublic

October 17, 2008 1:36 PM | Link to this

I think that many “ghosts” are what the Bible calls familiar spirits (ie- 1 Samuel 28:3–25). I think they’re probably spirits who take on likeness of those who’ve died (in some cases). I personally don’t believe these spirits are the actual souls of the deceased. However, some of these stories are pretty eerie. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen or heard a spirit, and I’d not like too either! ;-)

By rattlin chains

October 17, 2008 2:03 PM | Link to this

There’s definately something going on in my house. Pictures line themselves up after being left in disarray. A noise downstairs one night clued me in to something being around. I heard a noise downstairs and said to my wife, “must be the ghost” Without missing a beat, two knocks from the attic were heard. I could chalk it up to the house settling or something, but it’s a whole lot more fun thinking someone is there.

By rattlin chains

October 17, 2008 2:05 PM | Link to this

There’s definately something going on in my house. Pictures line themselves up after being left in disarray. A noise downstairs one night clued me in to something being around. I heard a noise downstairs and said to my wife, “must be the ghost” Without missing a beat, two knocks from the attic were heard. I could chalk it up to the house settling or something, but it’s a whole lot more fun thinking someone is there.

By Tammy

October 17, 2008 2:31 PM | Link to this

In Feb of this year my middle sister passed away. She always believed in ghost and told me once that a house I lived in had a sprit. I work nights at a tanning salon. The first month after she passed away, I had several incounters. A door closed on me while I was cleaning a bed and then a tanning bed lid closed on me. But the one most recently was on a Friday and I was going to pick her kids up for the weekend. I was vacuming and a customer came in. I turned off the vacum and took several steps and it turned back on. I looked at the customer and she looked at me very puzzled and I told her that my sister was letting me know that she was happy that I was picking her kids up. There is no other explanation why a vacum cleaner would turn its self back on. She was always playing jokes on people and she continues to pull them on me. I have always thought that if anybody could that she would.

By Childhood Hauntings

October 17, 2008 2:35 PM | Link to this

I grew up in a house on Providence Rd. in Alpharetta. Our house was very haunted. We believe it was the spirit of our great-grandmother that passed away in the house. Several times we came home and heard foot steps in the attic. Nothing was ever found after checking the entire house. One night my brother and his friend were in his room hanging out. My brother’s room was the room that my great grandparents used as their bedroom when they lived in the house. We added a room for my step-sister above my brother’s after my parent’s divorced. While in this room that night, the friend (Joe) insisted on using Gd Dan over and over again. Each time he said it, there would be a loud bang on the ceiling or a series of loud bangs. This happened several times before they went up to ask my step-sister what was going on. There was no one in her room. My brother then checked the drive way for her car but she wasn’t home yet. When my brother told his friend that no one was in the room and she wasn’t even home yet, the friend proceeded to go through my brother’s window and onto the porch just to get out of the house. He ran down our driveway. We lived on a farm and just the driveway was over 150 yards long. He also ran the entire way back home, which was over a mile away. He refused to step foot in the house again. This is just one of the many stories that happened to us as children. The lights would flicker, footsteps, doors closing, glowing handprints in the middle of the night, etc. All the signs of a haunt were in our childhood home. We were never hurt so we feel whatever was there was not evil.

Our farm was eventually sold and the house was burned. We often wonder if the any of houses in the subdivision they built on the property have any activity. I can’t remember the name of the subdivision, but it is the first large one you get to on Providence Rd., it’s on the right after turning off of Mayfield.

By Blkshepherd

October 17, 2008 3:05 PM | Link to this

To IDIOT,(My, my, my, what a wonderful correct name that you named yourself. It fits you to the tee. This is not a grammar class, and no one who blogged is trying to compete against anyone as to the best writing skills. If anything the post you posted attacking folks for mis spellings and grammar was by far the dumbest. Do yourself and everyone a favor and go back and to sticking your head in the sand. Your dismissed now. This is a light hearted discussion. Funny, no one else had a problem reading through any of the post. And I have a degree in English and yes I mis spell ocassionally so sue me you moron. I would like to thank All Other bloggers for such spooky stories. Actually, I thought they were well written in that I was almost afraid to read the next line fearing the worst! LoL..some of the stories are good enough to make into movies. “..old slave graveyard..” “..small animal walking along the bed..” some one got into bed with me? OMG. I love these stories! We need some of you on Halloween to recant these stories with the lights out and a flashlight on your face! LOL..the kids would love you! I am 52 never seen a ghost(hope I Never have the misfortune of seeing one) I dont doubt Anyone. Besides, I was not there so I dont know what they saw. If I saw something and someone told me I did not, I would tell them to find the nearest body of water about 15ft deep, tie a 500lb weigbt and take a dive. No One tells me what I did or did not see. Next topic..UFOs sightings! Keep the stories coming folks! I get a kick out of being spooked so long as I am not the one that saw what you saw!

By Skeptic

October 17, 2008 3:13 PM | Link to this

Why is it that there is never any proof? I mean, you’d think the ghost hunters on sci fi would find at least one bit of proof, even once a season. But no, only shadows and “questionable” findings. Never any solid proof. Yeah, the ghosts plan it that way! I think it’s all scientifically proven.

By Skeptic

October 17, 2008 3:15 PM | Link to this

Thanks IDIOT, now I know who is voting for Obama. Makes perfect sense, an idiot! Thanks also for changing this to a political forum for your liberal views. Once again, an idiot.

By Mattie

October 17, 2008 3:20 PM | Link to this

I am amazed to read of other people who have felt something climb into bed with them. That happened to me several times in our old house. I would wake up,sure my husband had returned home from a business trip. I never mentioned it to anyone, until the day my husband told me he had the “strangest sensation” while taking a nap. He felt me climb into bed, and woke up to find he was still alone.

By Brenda

October 17, 2008 3:23 PM | Link to this

Years ago when I was a child (I’m in my 50’s) my mother was boiling water on the stove in the kitchen. Both she and I were in the next room talking. Suddenly we heard a loud noise like glass breaking. We ran into the kitchen and stopped dead in our tracks. The pot of boiling water was now on the fire escape outside an intact, locked kitchen window. To this day, we will not talk to each other about what we saw that day.

By Thomas Davis

October 17, 2008 3:36 PM | Link to this

I believe my child is haunted. One time he said, “I am going to kill you” over and over again. Then spoke in something that sounded like a lost language. Recently he picked up a long knife and yelled, “I’m going to cut off your head”. I found it more amusing than scary.

By Brenda

October 17, 2008 3:55 PM | Link to this

Thomas Davis…are you crazy? That child needs to be in an institution..

By Diane

October 17, 2008 4:10 PM | Link to this

I personally believe “ghosts” are demons imitating people (for their own reasons, I guess). And to Thomas Davis - for you to find your child’s issues amusing is what is truly scary…

By SusieQ

October 17, 2008 4:17 PM | Link to this

Kudos for Blkshepherd..I agree with you 100%..All in fun, and it is that time of year…”Like listening to the radio; If you don’t like the music, then change the channel!!!!” This is not a political blog or are you disbelievers too educated to realize that?

By itpdude

October 17, 2008 4:17 PM | Link to this

I don’t believe in ghosts in the sense that I think they exist. I simply lack evidence that ghosts exists but will not say with 100% certainty they don’t exist.

That is to say, I don’t go looking for them because I highly doubt they exist but will not rule them out. If someone were to show me with conclusive proof of their existence (with proof it isn’t smoke and mirrors or a trick), I will be a skeptical believer in ghosts. Skeptical because the history of “proofs” of ghosts is inundated with hoaxes and tricksters.

By JOHN

October 17, 2008 4:20 PM | Link to this

Ima Skeered….Your mother in the White House would be more scary than anything. I’ll bet you graduated 6 grade. You make me ashamed to be white.

By Ima Skeered

October 17, 2008 4:26 PM | Link to this

LMAO @ Thomas Davis! The fish bit quickly on that bait, didn’t they?

More examples of the people here PWI (Posting While Ignorant )

By CHELLE

October 17, 2008 4:29 PM | Link to this

I don’t believe in ghost but i do believe in SPIRITS

By Tommy

October 17, 2008 4:38 PM | Link to this

Ima Skeered- what’s really scary is that your mother didn’t abort you long ago..

By missy

October 17, 2008 4:40 PM | Link to this

We lived in TN as a child in an old house that was split with our house on top and an empty home on the bottom. My mother let my younger brother and I take my baby sister out in her stoller for a walk one evening and we ended up on the front porch of the downstairs. As we sat in the shade I looked at the front door to see a hand (with no arm) slowly moving up the glass. My brother noticed my face and once he looked we both took off running and screaming while forgetting our little sister. That house was the scariest place and is now converted to a haunted house for halloween.

By Bubba Grump

October 17, 2008 4:41 PM | Link to this

We lived in a house in Key West a few years ago that had a sneaky ghost……..it was so sneaky we never saw it! But seriously folks….this house was a former US Navy housing unit that had an older couple who lived there and later had a Cuban lady caretaker move in with them. At some point the wife died and later the caretaker died as well with the old fella outliving them both. He moved up north with his son and rented the house out. We moved in during 1999 and lived there for two years. Many strange things happened over that time although we always got a feeling that whatever was there was trying to be helpful…..opening doors when our hands were full…..cooling off one of the bedrooms in mid summer that had no AC…….many many other unexplainable things. We always felt that whatever was there liked my wife and I and two young daughters. The really strange thing is after we moved to another home the lady who ran the rental company called us and said that after the new guy moved in with his boyfriend (this IS Key West) they had repainted the inside of the house. Within two days ALL of the paint they had put on ran down the walls and would not hold. She asked if we ever seen anything unusual and we just said oooooooh not a thing! We think grandma liked our family but not so much the new guys.

By dixiewife44@bellsouth.net

October 17, 2008 4:43 PM | Link to this

My husbands 2nd wife put a gun in her mouth and pulled the trigger here in our house. After that, things have been quite odd. Our dogs will look up as if they are watching someone who isnt there. Lights will be on when we get home, altho we turned them off before we leave the house. A presence can be felt at times, and things in the house are moved around. I’ts not scary to me, but I’ve talked to friends and they’d tell me they wouldn’t want to be here at night.

By Ima Skeered

October 17, 2008 4:48 PM | Link to this

Dear John and Tommy,

Thanks for those nice, white Christian responses. Add “hypocrite” to your resumes, along with “ignorant” and “white trash”. Now go get ready for your weekly dates with your sisters. BOO!

By A view from a clergyman

October 17, 2008 4:53 PM | Link to this

I had an encounter myself when I was 10. I’ve also had many parishioners over the years who have told me of encounters and experiences.

Yes, absolutely there is something there that we do not understand. And that’s ok.

By Annalou2005

October 17, 2008 5:02 PM | Link to this

When I was a kid, my family lived in a house in Texas that my great granfather died in. My sister and I slept in the room he passed away in. The house used to be a gas station our great grandfather owned. My grandfather moved the store part of the station to another town and built the room into a house. My mom, sister, and I had a lot of experiences in that house. Doors would unlock themselves and just open. My sister’s music box would play by itself. In my mom’s room, the stereo would turn on when no one was in the room. In the garage, was a place to get to the attic, but you couldn’t without a ladder. My dad enclosed the garage to make a playroom for us so you couldn’t get to the attic from the outside of the house. At night or when the house was really quiet, you could hear footsteps in the attic. Whispering could be heard coming from my mom’s room when no one was in there. Shadows would grow on the ceiling where no windows where or sun could shine in. I do believe in ghosts and even if they aren’t real, its fun to hear stories and get spooked!

By Annalou2005

October 17, 2008 5:04 PM | Link to this

When I was a kid, my family lived in a house in Texas that my great granfather died in. My sister and I slept in the room he passed away in. The house used to be a gas station our great grandfather owned. My grandfather moved the store part of the station to another town and built the room into a house. My mom, sister, and I had a lot of experiences in that house. Doors would unlock themselves and just open. My sister’s music box would play by itself. In my mom’s room, the stereo would turn on when no one was in the room. In the garage, was a place to get to the attic, but you couldn’t without a ladder. My dad enclosed the garage to make a playroom for us so you couldn’t get to the attic from the outside of the house. At night or when the house was really quiet, you could hear footsteps in the attic. Whispering could be heard coming from my mom’s room when no one was in there. Shadows would grow on the ceiling where no windows were or sun could shine in. I do believe in ghosts and even if they aren’t real, its fun to hear stories and get spooked!

By Melissa Van Rossum

October 28, 2008 3:04 PM | Link to this

Yes, I’m a firm believer in ghosts. I’ve interacted with them since I was a child growing up in Northern Georgia.

Over my lifetime I’ve met thousands of ghosts. Growing up it unnerved me to no end to live such a haunted life. Though several years ago I learned why so many of them sought me out. I met a Native American Shaman who taught me how to cross them over to the Other Side.

I wrote a book about my more interesting ghostly experiences - Their Way Home, My Adventures as a Ghost Guide.

www.theirwayhome.com

I live in Atlanta and ghosts still visit me regularly, looking for help to find their way home, which I gladly offer.

Melissa Van Rossum www.theirwayhome.com

By RICHARD BEALEY EXETER UK

November 6, 2008 1:03 PM | Link to this

MYSELF IN HEAVITREE GRAVE YARD WITH THE ANGLE BOY

One day I walked across heavitree grave yard, and the time I tryed to get out of the grave yard was 4.30pm. At the end of the gate their was a very young boy he was like an Angel toward me and do all he can do to help me to get out of this grave yard, he told me his life on earth to help me to escape the grave yard, he had a slim white doy very rear bread with one black eye, the white doy looked at my face and stared in my eyes with his one eye. I thought this was normal for a white doy that had one eye and it is slim miniture white dog. The boy told me don’t be frighten myself and the white dog will jumped this wall and show you that you can do it as well, the wall was 3ft tall and the boy and the white dog jumped up at the same time. I thought I be speanding the night with the Angle and the white doy in the grave yard no one was about. He told me go at the back of the grave yard and a care taken will open the gate for you. I walked at the back of the grave yard and a gray car pulled up and the lady said yes I saw the boyy and the white dog as well and the lady in the car was in the car park of the grave yard, the angle to me the same thing and he helped the lady as well. Tell me that does that sounds very Unexplained.

By RICHARD BEALEY

November 6, 2008 1:13 PM | Link to this

HEAVITREE GRAVE YARD WITH A ANGLE BOY AND HIS ONE EYED WHITE DOG.

One day I walked across heavitree grave yard, and the time I tryed to get out of the grave yard was 4.30pm. At the end of the gate their was a very young boy, he was like an Angel toward me, and do all he can do to help me to get out of this grave yard, he told me his life on earth is to help me to escape the grave yard, he had a slim white dog very rear bread with one black eye, the white dog looked at my face and stared in my eyes with his one eye. I thought this was normal for a white dog that had one eye and it is slim miniture white dog. The boy told me don’t be frighten, him self and the white dog jumped this wall and show me that I can jump the 6ft wall as well, the boy and his white dog jumped up at the same time. I thought about speanding the night grave yard with this Angle and his one eyed white dog. He told me go at the back of the grave yard and a caretaker will open the gate for you. I walked at the back of the grave yard and a gray car pulled up and the lady said yes I saw the boy and the white dog as well and the lady in the car, was in the car park of the grave yard, the angle to me the same thing, as he told her. Tell me that does that sounds very Unexplained.