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My next ghostly encounter occured at my old apartment in Hudson, MA. I was living there with my (now) ex-husband, Derek. When we moved in there, I always felt a little off balance. There was a definite negative energy in that house. I learned about a year after moving in that there had been a fire back in the 1940's that destroyed the left hand portion of the building. I also learned that it used to be a boarding house that was run by the Catholic nuns in Hudson. These facts may have something to do with the beings that still inhabit the house, they may not. I have never learned, nor wanted to.

 

In the early Summer of 2001 I became Wiccan - Pagan if you will. When I found my way to the path, I came to the realization that as a witch, I felt more attuned to, I guess you could call it, the 'ghostly' plane of existance.

 

There was indeed a malevolent spirit in that house. Whether he was an angry spirit or just a mean one that liked to spook the living, I will never know. My neighbor, Brett, said that one night he was going up the stairs in his apartment (the second floor apartments were bigger and had 2 floors to them) to go to bed, and as he came to the top of the stairs, he saw a man in a full length black coat standing near his bedroom door. As for me, all I know is whenever I was alone in the apartment, I felt his eyes on me. Almost like they were boring holes into my back. I never went into the basement by myself - the feeling grew stronger down there - unless it was daylight and I had the back door open and plenty of light streaming through.

 

There was also one other spirit. One of my neighbors upstairs said that he was in his bedroom, was leaving to go somewhere, and realized he had forgotten something. He went back into his room and saw a little girl sitting on his bed playing with a doll. She looked up at him and vanished.

 

Me, I had an entirely different encounter, and this is by far the weirdest experience in my life. I was sound asleep in bed, and Derek said that around 2:00 am I sat up, eyes open, and asked for a glass of water. Now there are a couple things you should know about me. Firstly, I only have one kidney. Had I woken up in the middle of the night after about 4 hours of sleep, I would have had to go to the bathroom and had just gotten up, done my business and gotten myself a drink. Secondly, I cannot drink water after I've been sleeping. That nasty taste you get, call it morning mouth, cannot be erased with water, and I get nauseous tasting it. I have to get a drink of juice to get rid of it. I would not have asked for a glass of water. And third, I am an extremely sound sleeper. I won't wake up at any noise. And I don't talk in my sleep.

 

The next morning I woke up feeling kinda detached, almost as if my soul wasnt aligned with my body. Derek told me what had happened the night before, and I looked at him blankly. I didn't recall any of it.

 

So my deduction on that is that the little girl whom my neighbor had seen in his room, felt drawn to me because I am a little more connected to the plane she is living on, and wanted to find out what living felt like again. And apparently she wanted water too....

 

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Ok, another little story...There was a time when I was home alone when I was 17 or so. The house was all mine! I quickly remember grabbing something to eat & sitting to watch TV. Then I hear a voice call my name. I didn't recognize it but I figured it was someone playing a joke. I go to where the sound is supposed to be yet no one there.

Mind you, this house is about 150 years old & the floorboards would creak. It is impossible to run quickly from one place to another without making noise. Espcially when there's no other sounds...

I hear the voice call my name again....odd, It's upstairs....I go upstairs. Nothing. I check around. All doors are locked & there's no one else around. i waited to see if this was a prank. Nope, again the voice. I decide that was it! I ran quickly all around the house. No one is there. A little freaked, I decide that I'm going to play my drums. I turn on the PA & get the CD ready. I play for a bit but I feel uneasy like someone is there. I had enough. I stop playing & go to turn off the PA system. A voice from the PA (no wireless here) says, "David, why aren't you playing your drums....."

I ran downstairs & outside. I waited there til my mother got home. I might have thought the PA thing might have done it with waves & all but we tried everything to prove it otherwise.

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Another one, I was probably about 7-8 years old. My cousin Edie was living with us & had the bedroom at the end of the hall. I was sleeping in the same room with her. She says, "Go to bed."

I don't do anything...."I'm turning out the lights so you may not be able to make it into bed."

I stayed up & heard a sound at the other end of the hall. I opened the door & saw a large figure with horns. I don't know why I stayed standing. It walked down the hall right at me. I couldn't see any features on it but it attacked me. I fought back. It threw me across the room where I hit the wall & was stunned. I passed out.

The next morning, I awoke on the floor sitting in the same position I passed out in. I never could walk down that hallway without a little nervousness.

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Here's another one:

I was hanging around a lot of witches (Pagans). They would walk around many places in Malden (my old city) & just 'feel' the energy. One day, they came across the reservoir that is owned by the city. They trek up into the woods feeling the energy. They come to a place that has a stone in the middle very flat. It was about 6' long & 3' high. The grove area was surrounded by 5 trees, pointing southward. The stone itself was stained rusty brown.

My friends are getting something weird, when one of them screams & runs quickly out. They all follow. She said she had something grabbing at her.

 

They decide to come back prepared. A few nights later, they decide a moonlit night would be perfect. They cast a few spells & take a tarot card with them. They tell me what happened & ask if I want to go (hearing the fight in the previous messages I just sent)

When walking into the wooded area, they are mauled by a ton of mosquitos. I wasn't bit once! They don't get that 'feeling' this time. They feel nothing. Once they got into this pentagram, the mosquitos stopped biting. Feeling weird that nothing is going wrong, they do a Tarot reading. Once part of the reading says that this card represents the obstacles. That card was a picture of a mosquito.

Another card said something about the card that would help them along their quest, which was the fool card (I had quite a few readings prior to this & everytime there was some type of mention of me, the foold card would come up...still does). In basics, the reading said that a fool (ME!) would enable the witches to enter the area to study without being stopped (or something like that) It was very weird & my first real taste of what witches do & can do....

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QUOTE (D-13 @ Nov 30 2005, 03:43 PM)
ummm I went to the warehouse today and papers were everywhere....pens misplaced...a highlighter was jammed in between the phone cord...my sissors were on the other side of the room lol....

I have the ONLY key to the warehouse....AND the door locks behind itself....so I have no F'N clue to what had gone on in there. LSM thinks it's Faerie folk....I say its a Grue.... ohmy.gif

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I remember that phone call!!! I agree that the faerie folk play games!! It happens to me all the time....then again I am senile

 

 

What was I doing?

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Ok...here's a new one!

I'm listening to 2112....Why? Well, I left my CD player on from playing earlier today. It was on RiR, not 2112. Oddly, a few minutes ago, the CD player revolves & starts playing. I look for Calvin (our cat...he's too big to reach up & he was laying away from it) then the remote...I notice the remote is about 3 feet away from the player & Calvin. Then, I walk over to actually 'hear' what was playing as I turned off the Phones....It's 2112!

LSM is thrown off but happy that the ghost who I believe she has seen has given her a gift....

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It was weird....Anyone else have ghost stories?
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A ghost story thread? I havn't seen this before, in almost a year......

 

Crazy!

 

One of my fav topics, any other paranormal investigators on the forum?

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I've had a couple really strange moments that happened when I was REALLY young...

 

When I was a very young child -around 3 years- my sister took me to the park and put me on the merry-go-round. She tells me that I said something along the lines of this:

 

In the end times, the world will stop turning, the crops will turn to dust, and the moon will turn to blood.

 

My theory is that I heard it on some sort of apocalypse investigation show or during church and just parroted it to her. She seems to think I have some sort of connection. unsure.gif

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QUOTE (priest_of_syrinx @ Jul 25 2007, 08:28 PM)


In the end times, the world will stop turning, the crops will turn to dust, and the moon will turn to blood.

That sounds like something the anti-christ would say.

 

 

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Ok true story...

 

A few years back i went to see the ghost hunters, The Warrens speak at a local high school. They spoke of a haunted cemetary not far frow me and said if you take pictures there at night, lots of strange things will show up on your film.(white globules, they called them) so i went there with my wife and a couple of friends and shot a roll of film. You really would not believe the shit that came out on that film. All sorts of white light splotches and freaky white images including the shape and characteristics of a mans head and facial features. We had these pictures for a few years untill my wife desided she no longer wanted them in our home so she threw them out. Ill tell you in all honesty, they were some messed up pictures and there was no logical explanation for what was on them in a dark graveyard with absolutely no lights around us anywhere.

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QUOTE (tick @ Jul 26 2007, 10:33 AM)
Ok true story...

A few years back i went to see the ghost hunters, The Warrens speak at a local high school. They spoke of a haunted cemetary not far frow me and said if you take pictures there at night, lots of strange things will show up on your film.(white globules, they called them) so i went there with my wife and a couple of friends and shot a roll of film. You really would not believe the shit that came out on that film. All sorts of white light splotches and freaky white images including the shape and characteristics of a mans head and facial features. We had these pictures for a few years untill my wife desided she no longer wanted them in our home so she threw them out. Ill tell you in all honesty, they were some messed up pictures and there was no logical explanation for what was on them in a dark graveyard with absolutely no lights around us anywhere.

Ok, I'll share this story even though I don't believe it...

 

I knew a gal who worked in a photo processing company who processed pictures that were taken by the local police department from accident scenes.

 

One day she was processing some of the police film of a horrible automobile accident where the driver was killed instantly. She noticed that many of the negatives had strange, white figures that didn't appear in the prints and the white figures even went beyond the frame and onto the edge of the negative.

 

Upon closer inspection, she said the figures were distorted images of the victims face. One above the car looking down, another with the mouth wide open and distorted as if it realized the horror of what had happened and another with the figure moving in the frame.

 

Right after she had discovered these "images" on the film, the "police" (but not the local police) came into their business and confiscated the negatives. They told her not to speak to anyone about this and forget it ever happened.

 

Very strange story but I take it with a grain of salt since there is no evidence.

 

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QUOTE (tick @ Jul 26 2007, 09:33 AM)
Ok true story...

A few years back i went to see the ghost hunters, The Warrens speak at a local high school. They spoke of a haunted cemetary not far frow me and said if you take pictures there at night, lots of strange things will show up on your film.(white globules, they called them) so i went there with my wife and a couple of friends and shot a roll of film. You really would not believe the shit that came out on that film. All sorts of white light splotches and freaky white images including the shape and characteristics of a mans head and facial features. We had these pictures for a few years untill my wife desided she no longer wanted them in our home so she threw them out. Ill tell you in all honesty, they were some messed up pictures and there was no logical explanation for what was on them in a dark graveyard with absolutely no lights around us anywhere.

Ed & Lorraine Warren, I'm very familiar with their work. They've been in the business for many many years. What a pleasure it must have been to see them speak.

 

Spooky stuff to be sure.

 

Ed Warren has a book (many I'm sure) called "The Demonologist", it's freaky as hell, I recommend it to anyone. The best time to read it is around 2-3 am alone in a dark quiet house.

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QUOTE (EveryNerveAware @ Jul 26 2007, 09:42 AM)


I knew a gal who worked in a photo processing company who processed pictures that were taken by the local police department from accident scenes.

One day she was processing some of the police film of a horrible automobile accident where the driver was killed instantly. She noticed that many of the negatives had strange, white figures that didn't appear in the prints and the white figures even went beyond the frame and onto the edge of the negative.

Upon closer inspection, she said the figures were distorted images of the victims face. One above the car looking down, another with the mouth wide open and distorted as if it realized the horror of what had happened and another with the figure moving in the frame.

Right after she had discovered these "images" on the film, the "police" (but not the local police) came into their business and confiscated the negatives. They told her not to speak to anyone about this and forget it ever happened.

Very strange story but I take it with a grain of salt since there is no evidence.

Freaky!!

 

 

 

 

In my first year of college I lived in a boarding house that was once a hospital in the early 1900's - 19 teens. My small room was furnished with antique fixtures that included an old style hospital bed. It was really comfortable watching TV on it becasue I could crank up the one end of the bed so that I'd be sitting up.

 

The place definitely had a weird vibe about it. For some reason I'd dream about nurses alot (not hot porno nurses) at night. Also, the building would make creaking noises all the time, probably because it was an old building. Almost all the other tenants were former psychiatric patients living on fixed incomes, who always had lots of good stories about the place laugh.gif . The best part about living there was I started dating (and sleeping with) the landlady's daughter who was super hot.

 

I do have a photo from that place of myself being obscured by weird light patterns, I'll try posting it when I get home.

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QUOTE (-D-RocK- @ Jul 26 2007, 10:12 AM)
QUOTE (priest_of_syrinx @ Jul 25 2007, 08:28 PM)


In the end times, the world will stop turning, the crops will turn to dust, and the moon will turn to blood.

That sounds like something the anti-christ would say.

Hey, he's onto something!!! rofl3.gif firedevil.gif tempted.gif

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QUOTE (Slaine mac Roth @ Dec 11 2004, 02:15 PM)

My first experience occurred when I was about 15. At the time, I was helping a friend of mine who was a mobile DJ and we regularly did stints at a night club called The Pavillion in Matlock, Derbyshire. physically pushing against your chest.

Great thread guys, brill stories.

 

I have a couple. Its amazing you mention Derby, Mac as I used to live in Derby as a student, in a house share. Friary st as it happens.

 

There were six of us living at this house all students. The house was massive - 3 floors of mayhem. Anyway, I kept seeing a small shadow(see through light black, about 5 feet high) in my room and one evening I confided this to my room mate. Unbelievably he said that he kept seeing exactly the same thing! Anyway that was the end of it until James (another house mate) said he kept seeing a shadow in my room!

 

When James said this I remained calm and without confirming it I waited for him to give the details of what he had seen, and yes it was exactly the same as what me and my other mate kept seeing!

 

I always felt like it was the prescence of a child?!

 

James may of over heard us, or my other room mate may of told him, but I doubt it James is a good guy, and never really lies.

 

I also had another weird experience(I have had some extremely frightening ones which I might write about in here).

 

In Derby there's a pub called the Bell, its around 400-500 years old. Many many years ago I was in there with my girl, aving a few light ales, and I kept saying to my girl 'can you see that haze' and no I was not that drunk.

 

It was if there was a mist not smoke haze but a mist, it was very strange almost solid,I have not experienced anything like it. My Girl could not see it!

 

Amazingly many years latter this very Pub- the Bell was on 'Most haunted' as its known (uknown to me at the time) that its very haunted.

Most haunted also said that Derby is the most haunted City in the u.k. Cripes!!!

 

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Surprise, surprise - I move into a new flat and, guess what? - It seems to be haunted common001.gif common001.gif .

 

Well, to be more accurate, I appear to have a poltergeist. At first, it was simply a case of not being able to find things which I put down to the mechainics of moving. However, some of the objects I mislaid (My R30 DVD being the most noticable) appeared in places that even a bat whithout his seeing eye dog could have spotted them. Still, there has been some chaos in the place so the jury is still out on this.

 

However, and not so easily explained, is what happened a few weeks ago. When I brought some my guitar combo from my Dad's house, I placed it in the bedroom next to the wardrobe. On top of this I place a bag which, amongst other things, contained a pencil tin. Now, since moving in, I have not touched the bag as there hasn't been anything in it I've needed. Any, I was in the bathroom one night (which is across the hall from the bedroom) when I heard a loud clatter in the hallway. Exiting, I found this pencil tine lying in the doorway of the bedroom. another point I should make is that the bag is in such a position that the open neck of it is actually pointing towards the centre of the room and not the doorway. Plus, when I looked at the bag, the opening was actually pointing at an upward angle and all the contnets were securly in the bottom (its not that full).

 

The most recent episode happened last Tuesday when I decided to have a bath. I keep my bathrobe on a coathanger which is hung on the side of the wardrobe. After getting undressed while the bath was filling, I put on the robe and placed the empty hanger in its usual position. When I went to bed a few hours later, the hanger was not there. I found it the next morning on top of a box in the middle of the bedroom underneath the bedding I use when James and Mary stop the night. Now, I had not touched the bedding since I put it there on Sunday morning and the only reason I looked there was I was after a magazine (SFX for all of you with dirty minds) which I wanted to check something in.

 

Personally, I can offer no rational explanation of how the hanger got there. On the night in question, I was alone in the flat.

 

Finally, another series of events where the jury is still out. Just lately, I have been waking up most nights freezing cold because my quilt is either bundled to the side of the bed or has fallen to the floor. Nothing remarkable, I hear you except for the fact that it happens at, roughly, the same time every morning (between 5am and 5:15). Like I say, the juries out on this and it could be a coincedence so its one I'm hoping to put to the test by borrowing my Dad's video camera and setting it running overnight. If it shows me throwing the covers off myself, all well and good but, in a way, I'm hoping it shows something else (we really need some sort of ghost smiley).

 

I'll keep you informed.

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