I was at a friend of mines house a few years ago, and I was sitting on her couch.. We were planning on going to the store, and I asked my friend where her daughter was, and she told me in her room down the hall... Well when she pointed to the hall, I seen this little girl with long blonde hair and a beautiful white dress walking down the hall way... I didn't think noting of it and then asked who the girl was she was babysitting... she said that she wasn't babysitting... I said then who is the blond headed girl in the white dress that was just walking down the hall, and that is when she told me that the girl had been in the house for three weeks and I wasn't the only one to see her.. So now they have a new member of the family... It doesn't scare them, but it sure scared me, and I left.

A friend of mine bought an older home that at one time was a duplex...........on one side of the house there is a little boy who wanders around, the story is that he died after coming down with the influenza and stayed there to comfort his parents, but is still there not knowing how to join them now

The other side of the house has a young man in his 20s who was hurt working in the coal mines, he is still there and they are not sure why he has never moved on.

they found old newspaper articles about both these young men.......I found it quite interesting

Ooh...i love it ..heairng alla these stories so close to Halloween...

Ive decided that when I die, Im gonna haunt my friends!!! and Ive already told them this sooooooooooooo....

hawaiigirl INDEED she was correct! my husband DID admit he was about to start a relationship with that woman. I think it scared him more than it did me!

My X used to work at a nursing home, and the staff noticed that some of the residents saw a little boy with a baseball uniform wandering the halls a few hours before someone died. This occurred at all hours of the day and night, including some times when there was NO WAY a little boy would've been in the building.

My sister and I went to Gettysburg and I've been there many times. Anyway the night we went we noticed cats all around Devils Den... I've never seen cats there before or after this. My sister said they looked like Wild cats... so after awhile we get out of my van and start walking around with a flashlight. We were on the backside of Devils Den walking up the road towards the Triangle Field and on the left I saw this soldier, but instead of telling my sister what I was seeing I pointed the flashlight and asked her if she saw what I was seeing. Well she ran back to the van leaving me standing there! So instead of telling her back at the van what I saw I asked her what she saw and she confirmed exactly what I was seeing... a soldier sitting on a rock with one leg streteched out and the other one propped up with a gun to his side just looking me straight in the eye. I, of course, did run shortly after she did. Scared the tar out of me. The funny thing is that one day I was on the internet to find out that one of the groups of men that were up there was called THE WILD CATS. I've searched for other people who have had the same experience, but never have come across anything.

Ok..so something weird happened to me just LAST night...I read a lot of horror stories and i usually read them at night before i go to bed...and most of the time I dont have nighmares(suprisingly but thank God cause i dont want them)....Anyway i get woken up by my daughter last night around 2:30am because she had had a bad dream....i put her back to bed..and then i asked her in the morning what her dream was about...well....she dreamt exactly what i was READING ABOUT!!! And i did not let her read or see the book......WEIRD!!

very wierd

I guess I'm not so sprcial now?

<------plays twilight zone music!!!

your daughter is prolly just tapped into her psychic awareness!!

Nah Carbear..ur still special!!

YAY




Thank You

Gypsyy..not so sure i want her to be psyhic aware...

well everyone has the ability.....its being able to tap into it. Alot of ppl lose that when they get older because of multiple things blocking them. Embrace her gift!!!

When my great grandpa died some weird stuff happened. My Grandpa was ironing a suit that they wanted my Great Grandpa to be buried in and he hung the jacket up on the door frame while he ironed the pants...and out of no where it looked like someone just picked it up and threw it down on the floor..but no one was there...so he picked it up and hung it back on the door frame and the same thing happened. So my Grandpa said "ok dad if you dont want to wear this one then what other suits do you have?" Then my Grandpa went in his closet and in the very back there was a brand new suit my Great Grandpa had never worn..so my Grandpa ironed that one and nothing happened after that..it was really weird!!

Gypsy...i hear ya..but it kinda scares me....i dont need her to be tapping into "everything" ya know? LOL....i think it kinda runs in the family...because i always have prophetic dreams...

lost that is great!!!

Ok, I have a couple of ghost stories, one of which is ongoing so I'll skip that for now. Fourteen years ago, my dad got really sick and ended up in the hospital in a coma for almost a month. He woke up from his coma about 10 days before my sister's wedding, which he was really looking forward to. His doctors told him that if he stayed stable, they'd release him long enough to attend the ceremony but he died 2 days later. Anyway, his funeral was 3 days before the wedding. So, we're at the reception and from across the room, I saw the silhouette of someone who looked a lot like my dad, but I couldn't see all of his face and I couldn't figure out who it was. I saw it a couple of times but by the time I got to where it was, he was gone. A few days after the wedding, I was talking with my aunt and she asked me who the man was that looked so much like my dad, she said the same thing had happened to her, by the time she got across the room, the man was gone. I'm convinced that it really was my dad, that he found a way to go. And, to this day, whenever I'm really troubled or am on the verge of making a serious error in judgment, I dream about my dad and he finds a way to help me figure things out. I don't dream of him any other time.

Suzin...oh that is such a sweet but sad story....crying while i read it...

Oh great, here I was, going for spooky!!