(NAME) Pat
(EMAIL) chiefmitb@hotmail.com
(STORYNAME) AZ Ghost
(Story)
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I have never doubted that ghosts exist. Both my wife and my best friend had had encounters with spirits. But when it happened to me, I knew for sure deep down that there is a presence out there somewhere, always there, but not always seen or felt. I lived in southern Arizona at the time, Cochise County to narrow it down. There, is a river (most would only call it a creek or stream) called the San Pedro. It is only one of a few on the hemisphere that runs from south to north. It is a beautiful place with towering cottonwoods, abundant wildlife, and lush, green foliage that follows the path of the river from its origin in Mexico up to the San Carlos Indian Reservation, where it joins with the Gila River near Winkelman, AZ. It is the river that Francisco Vasquez de Coronado followed during his expedition for the city of Cibola, The Seven Cities of Gold, in 1540. There is also local folklore surrounding this river, and its hundreds of connecting "washes". Washes are stream of river beds that empty rain water from all over the county into the San Pedro during periods of monsoon rains. These washes range from small, two foot wide dried stream beds, to miniature Grand Canyons that can be hundreds of feet across, with vertical walls that cut into the earth, that can reach 50 feet in height. Local legend tells of a widow in the 1800's who cannot afford to feed her two children. She is forced to choose between herself or her children. Ages and sex of the children are not clearly known. But the legend says that during a season where the San Pedro River is swollen from bank to bank with raging monsoon rain overflow, she dumps her children into the river hoping to relieve herself from their burden. And now the ghost of the widow roams the river and the washes looking for her children in an attempt to rid herself of the guilt she lived with. Well, the very first (indirect) encounter I had with this "ghost" was with my best friend Vince. He is a very down to earth, intelligent, straight forward guy. One morning during high school, I was crossing the street across campus to meet the usual gang to smoke a cigarette before class started, and he was waiting across the street for me, with the weirdest look over him. When I finally got across the street to him, he was as white as a ghost, looking like he had seen something very out of the ordinary. He had explained to me in a dead serious tone, that the previous night he was walking home from another friend of ours. The usual path down Foothills Dr. crossed over a wash of fairly decent size. And when he was about halfway across the bridge over the wash when he glanced down and saw in the distance what looked like the figure of a woman in drab, old clothes, who looked like she was carrying a small, limp body in here arms. He said he yelled out to her, but no reaction. What he did next kind of made me laugh, there was no humor in his tone. He said he picked up a small stone, and once again yelled out to her. Still no reaction from her. So he launched the pebble from his hand hoping to get her attention. Well, the stone unintentionally met its mark, coming right down towards her. "But", he said, "It didn't hit her, it went right through her!". Okay, I had to laugh at him just because. And after awhile all our friends knew about it and we teased him about it forever. But seriously, I never doubted him one bit. Now its a few years later, I'm out of high school, and I'm out with two other friends I'll call Steve and Dave. We decided to do some fishing one evening near these ponds that used to be old rock quarries that are only a stone's throw from the San Pedro. (no pun intended) The night was warm and clear. Fireflies buzzed around, and there was the occasional ruffle in the bushes from some bird or small mammal. We had grown bored of fishing the ponds, so we headed towards the river. And after a while, we had grown tired of that also. So were just standing in the starlight, drinking, smokin, and just shooting the shit. When after a while, I don't recall how long, I saw a dark figure not quite human, but not just some shadow that was apparently standing behind Dave, to my right. Although I didn't actually see it there, rather I saw it leave from behind him, and move swiftly, effortlessly, silently into the night. Like it had happened onto our little B.S. session, grew tired of it ! and moved on. I might have passed this off as some kind of minor hallucination, except for the fact that I had this overwhelming feeling in my body that there was a presence just there, and that I felt the presence leave our group of three. Now, like I said, I was still going to pass this off as a minor hallucination, when a few moments later, in the midst of our jumbled shit talking, my friend Steve said abruptly, "Stop!". Dave and I both shut up and just looked at him oddly. Steve said, "Who are we missing?". Now we all new that it was just the three of us that had gone fishing that night, yet we all had to think about it really hard. I said, "What the hell you talking about? Duh, it was just the three of us that came out here!". Steve exclaimed, "No! There was someone just here!". As soon as he said that I KNEW it was real. My eyes just filled with water at the powerful surge of emotions that filled my body. The kind one might get from seeing a ghost. I explained exactly to Steve what I had experienced, saw, and felt. All three of us were just silent from disbelief, belief, and awe. Well, we packed up our fishing gear rather hastily, and started the trek back through the dark desert to our car. I know what I saw and felt was real, because I wasn't the only to experience it. As for Dave, he didn't experience anything. But from the reaction and explanation from Steve and I, he was convinced. I just wonder when and where I'll get to have that kind of spiritual experience.
(NAME) Alex
(EMAIL) pokemonlover11@hotmail.com
(Location) Irvington,New Jersey
(STORYNAME) The Footsteps
I was going though my desk in my room on Aug.15,1999 around 8:30 when I heard sounds of footsteps go in and out of the bathroom.When I went to look I saw nothing.
(NAME) Aimi R. Hino
(EMAIL) aimihino@hotmail.com
(Location) Cebu City
(STORYNAME) The ghost in my house!!
Once in July 8th in 1998', I lived in a condominume until now. Since July 9th I have seeing with things and hearing sounds in night. Like ones in August 21, there was a knock on my entrance door. When I answered it, no one was there. Last night when everyone was sleeping, I heard chains and keys sounds. So I went down stair to envestigate. Then when I was in the end of the stairs the sound became louder and louder. I was very scared but when i looked under the stair there was a fogey thing there. I thought it was an original fog. but when i put my foot down on the floor, something grabed me. When I look down on what it was i saw a hand shaped fog. I stepped on it and run back to my room. And i sleeping frightendly on my bed. So that is how i know that there is a ghost in my house.
(NAME) Candice Purington
(EMAIL) carrot23tops@yahoo.com
(Location) Gilford, NH
(STORYNAME) The Dark Man
One night in late January I was working at my family's resturant. Myself and some of the other waitresses went outside to take a break. The building that the resturant is in is a old farm house built in the early 1700's. We were sitting outside talking and for some strange reason I looked up into one of the upstairs windows. In the window was a man dressed in old fashioned clothes. He just stood there and stared out the window. I turned to my friends and then looked back at the window and he was gone. The next day I asked my grandparents if they had ever seen a man in the resturant dressed in 19th century clothing. They told me a man had commited suicied in the basement of the house in the early 1800's. I told them of my expierience and they told me that they have seen him also around the resturant. He likes playing tricks. He puts things in wierd places and sometimes teases costomers. Every time my grandparents talk about leaving the resturant something very strange happens. One time they were talking of leaving in the kitchen and the all of a sudden a stack of plates went flying across the room and smashed into the wall. The man seems to be the only ghost haunting the place. My grandparents are leaving in October. Hopefully the ghost accepts the change and has fun with the next owners.
Chubbies at Lakeshore
Gilford, New Hampshire
NAME) Dustin
(EMAIL) goth_child_69@hotmail.com
(Location) Weiser, Idaho
(STORYNAME) Weird Stuff
ok this happened in North Dakota when i still lived there. I had alot of things happen 2 me and my friends up there. One day the old man across the street from my friend's house died and the next day my friend was babysitting and he heard his doorknob jingle. (u had 2 get in 2 tha garage 2 get 2 tha door). and he hid behind tha table 2 scare them when they came in then the knob stopped and he went 2 check it out and the garage was trashed and the door was closed and nobody was in there. then he heard a really loud scream. he was freaked out. and later on my computer locked up and so i shut it off and the cd rom was popping in and out alot and the keys were typing by themselves. my friend had 2 shadows and all of a sudden he would just fall down and hold his gut and get up and he wouldn't remember anything about it. that happened a couple of times. the last one was where we took one of them halloween pumpkins and kicked it across the room and it came sliding back at us and started spinning faster than heck then gave an evil smirk 2 us.
(NAME) SkyFox
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) California
(STORYNAME) Little Girl Lost
. My friend *Jesse used to live in this really old house. It used to be two story, but they knocked off the top story before she moved there. The was a rumor that a little girl once fell down the stairs and broke her neck. That's why they knocked off the top story.Jesse's family told me they saw the little girl's ghost. I didn't believe them, untill I saw her myself one night. . I was spending the night at Jesse's house. We were going to sleep in her bedroom. For some reason, I couldn't fall asleep. Jesse fell asleep quickly, leaving me by myself. A soft glow came from her doorway. When I looked up, a little girl was peeking around the corner, holding a candle. I assumed it was one of Jesse's sisters, so I waved. The girl pulled her head back and walked off. Then I fell asleep. The next morning, I told Jesse. Jesse looked at me weird. She said: "None of my sisters were here last night. They were both at their friend's house." I froze. Jesse smiled. She knew I had seen the ghost of the dead, little girl.
(NAME) rich gwilt
(Location) gloucestershire
(STORYNAME) where did he go!
. We were driving home from a long night out on the town. We were very tired and could hardly keep are eyes open. We got within five miles from gloucester when we noticed this young girl standing on the edge of the road. "pull over" a friend shouted, so we did. she had her back to us wearing a long white dress, coved with mud at the bottom. "leave me alone" she screamed. my friend got out of the car to help her, putting his hand on her shoulder she fell down the grass bank. We all got out of the car and ran down to help her. the grass bank was only about six ft. steep, but when we looked over she was GONE! We looked around the area for about three hours but there was still no sign of her.
NAME) phobe
(EMAIL) anonomous
(Location) stockholm
(STORYNAME) the horror night
. It was just about midnight and i heard a knock on the door i was at the time sitting by the desk wrighting a letter to my mother i went to the door and i opend it ,it was a cold and rainy day and i thought that it might be a poor home-less pearson who neaded shelter and food but when i opend the door ther was nobody there , i thought that it might be one of the next door neighbors kids who was trying to scare me , but it wasn´t then I heard a knock on the window I looked out but saw nothing. Then I heard footsteps coming down the stairway,then I saw it,it was standing by the door,but as soon as i started walking towards it,it dissapered. The End.
(NAME) S.Bitner
(EMAIL) bigdwag@email.com
(Location) Berwyn,IL
(STORYNAME) ON Patrol
. In 1977 I was stationed in North Carolina at Camp Lejeune. We were on field manuvers out in the woods on the base somewhere. The camp site was 12. Myself and the rest of the platoon were dug into fighting holes for the night. Around 0113 the Lt. and 1st Sargent came around and told me and 3 other grunts to move out and do a little Recon before the platoon was to more out in about an hour. Myself,Tommy,Jones, and Billy Joe eased out of our fighting holes in a single line to start patroling. We were out about 1/2 a mile in front of the platoon, when we all froze in our tracks. Billy Joe was on point and gave the hand sign that he had spotted some movment ahead. We all fanned out into an ambush formation, and began waiting,watching,and listening. About 15 min.s pasted and then we all started hearing whispers and saw movement in the trees. There was not supposed to be any other platoons or squads working in our area of operations, but all 4 of us were seeing men in front of us. We radioed the Lt. and reported what we had encountered. Of coarse he relayed what we already knew, that no one else was operationing in our area. We were told to observe and report all other findings to him ASAP! We all watched the happenings for about another hour or so and reported all clear, that the troops had moved on. The platoon later join us. The 4 of us in the Recon squad never did tell the Lt. or anyone else what we really saw that cold November night. We watched a platoon of Union Army soliders camping out. We saw officers and enlisted men talking, cooks cooking,troops walking a guard post. We could even smell the food cooking, the men themselves. We heard the talking of the battle that they had been in earlier that day. The troops walking guard duty passed within inches of our own ambush site. You could have reached out an touched them. None of us dared. We all later researched the Civil War and found out the many battles had indeed been fought in the area. We all talked about this to a few of our good friends but not to many others. I thought that I'd share it your readers. Thanks
Subject: strange going-ons
To: ghostly@yahoo.com
hi,
myself(e), my girlfriend(a), and two friends of mine(g and f) decided to go on an adventure on saturday night(10-30-99). we hopped into my car armed with the latest edition of "chicago haunts" ,a camera, and an open mind. we first traveled down cuba road. we liked the darkness, but found nothing out of the ordinary. i remember a few years ago i was with some friends and we were driving down cuba road looking for some supposed monks that were reported to hang around the area. of course we didn't find anything, but i remember passing by a church or something with two statues in front of it, but on saturday, we didn't see it. wrong road maybe? anyway, as we were driving down higgins, my friend(f) started reading aloud from the book. he started telling us about the phantom hearse that is supposed to appear on archer ave. as he was reading, me and g,who was sitting shotgun,had a strange feeling come over us. his eyes started watering, and he started shivering. i suddenly had a lump in my throat and wanted to start crying, while tears started to well up in my eyes. the feeling lasted for about 10-15 seconds and was gone. i had never felt anything like this before, but he had. (it was nov. 14, 98, when we driving past ressurection cemetery. it was about 2 or 3 in the morning. we drove past the area where he felt it 3 times and each time the same thing happened; the tears, the shiver, and the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. he felt it around 10 feet past the large mausoleum). so, we decided to go check out archer ave. as we were heading south, we past res. cem. and g got the feeling again, i did not. we kept driving. we came to white cem. and i got the feeling again. but like before, it passed within a matter of seconds. we kept on driving down archer(we were searching for archer woods cem.) and we passed what we thought was it. the front gates looked similar to the pics. in the book, but it turned out to be a different one. it was fairfield or fairmount, i don't recall. anyway, we started snapping away with the camera. we decided that we had enough pictures of that cem. and we decided to look for st. mary's cem. we found that and took many pictures. but we wondered why weren't the gates closed? we took more pics and left. we went back to archer and passed another cem. i think that it started with a 'w'. as we passed it, i got "the feeling" again, but this time it was very strong and i started sobbing uncontrollably. i pulled up to the gates and noticed that the gates were wide open(it is about 2 in the morning at this point). there was a white statue inside the gates possibly of mary. as i pulled up, i was sobbing harder and had trouble catching my breath. g was having it again simultaneously, and a had trouble breathing. f was fine. the crying lasted about a minute and then stopped. instantly. no subsiding, just stopped. we decided to continue driving, and after about a half hour we heard a strange noise. all the windows were rolled up but it was heard clearly by us all. we unrolled the windows and listened. it was a banging sound, almost like a train, but not. it couldn't have been a metra; they don't sound like that. and freight trains don't go fast enough. it sounded almost like hoofs on concrete. the sound only lasted a few seconds, 5 or six maybe, and then stopped. the strange thing was that we all of a sudden heard it; there was no fading in or out. i almost had the feeling during the sound. we started for home soon after that. we musthave driven up and down archer 10 or 15 times!(we were lookin' for ghosts, man!)i had trouble sleeping that night(or actually, that morning, since it was around 4 in the am). as i was drifting off, i was "dreaming" that i was back on archer. not in a car, just me going down the road either walking or maybe flying. i awoke with a start and disturbed a who was sleeping next to me. she told me that she thought she saw an old man standing next to the bed. i naturally freaked out, and cried myself to sleep. i spoke to g and he said that when he was in bed he heard a pop. like a picture tube exploding, but with more bass. then he felt something kick hisleg..hard. (he doesn't live with us). that's my story. so what do you think? could you e-mail me back with some input/advice? i'm at work until 6. that's theonly place that i have computer access. thank you for listening. hope to hear from you soon!
NAME) Anonymous
(Location) undisclosed
(STORYNAME) The t.v lover
Well It all started when I was finishing The X-Files movie. I just turrned off the satalite and suround sound then I went to bed then I heard the VCR clicking. I thought it was my sister but she was not home so tried to go too sleep. But 10 minutes later The satilite, t.v and suround soud turned on. I was so freaked out that I went to sleep in the spare bedroom up stairs. The next night it happened again so I hurried out of my room to the t.v and saw the out line of a old man. But it wasn't my dad. I was so freaked out I moved in to the spare bedroom and I have slept in there ever since .It has been 2 years since that happened. This is all true every last bit of it. Thanks for reading sorry for some of the spelling errors.
(NAME) kimberly
(EMAIL) kimberlysanger@yahoo
(Location) erwin,tn
(STORYNAME) Me and the clock
When my grandmother went away for my cousins wedding I said that I would stay at her house. Since my granndmother lives next door i twouldn't be to much trouble. Anyway it was storming on night and my parents had went to pick up my grandmmother. The power had went out so I had decided to go to bed. The clock cockoed and which it hasn't worked in over thirty years. It did that twice until she returned.
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From: "chen hui hua (Twist)" To: Subject:Re: [Fwd: Ghostly Stories Submissions] Date: Tue, 5 Oct 1999 18:12:17 +0800 To Mr Ghost u typed just in time i have another short experience well, my cousin has a friend who travels around the world once she was in Thailand, in this really crappy hotel thing she said it looked as if a ghost will jump at u any minute, then she went to take a shower,while she was scrubbing her back , she felt someone or something scrubbing her back!!! wait i remember another scary experience, my friends mum was in a wash room in this restaurent and no one was there so she quickly put her bag behind the toilet seat and then she felt a presence ,of course whe didnt really care the walls were up to the ceiling so no one could go in but she said the presence was really strong cause when she looked back to get her bag.....it was gone...i dunt know if this has anything to do with ghosts but i went to that restaurent and there was no way someone could climb over cause the wallswere up to the ceiling man!! MORE READERS SUBMISSIONS HOME This page hosted by Get your own Free Home Page
To: Subject:Re: [Fwd: Ghostly Stories Submissions] Date: Tue, 5 Oct 1999 18:12:17 +0800 To Mr Ghost u typed just in time i have another short experience well, my cousin has a friend who travels around the world once she was in Thailand, in this really crappy hotel thing she said it looked as if a ghost will jump at u any minute, then she went to take a shower,while she was scrubbing her back , she felt someone or something scrubbing her back!!! wait i remember another scary experience, my friends mum was in a wash room in this restaurent and no one was there so she quickly put her bag behind the toilet seat and then she felt a presence ,of course whe didnt really care the walls were up to the ceiling so no one could go in but she said the presence was really strong cause when she looked back to get her bag.....it was gone...i dunt know if this has anything to do with ghosts but i went to that restaurent and there was no way someone could climb over cause the wallswere up to the ceiling man!! MORE READERS SUBMISSIONS HOME This page hosted by Get your own Free Home Page
Subject:Re: [Fwd: Ghostly Stories Submissions]
Date: Tue, 5 Oct 1999 18:12:17 +0800
To Mr Ghost
u typed just in time
i have another short experience
well, my cousin has a friend who travels around the world once she was in Thailand, in this really crappy hotel thing she said it looked as if a ghost will jump at u any minute, then she went to take a shower,while she was scrubbing her back , she felt someone or something scrubbing her back!!! wait i remember another scary experience, my friends mum was in a wash room in this restaurent and no one was there so she quickly put her bag behind the toilet seat and then she felt a presence ,of course whe didnt really care the walls were up to the ceiling so no one could go in but she said the presence was really strong cause when she looked back to get her bag.....it was gone...i dunt know if this has anything to do with ghosts but i went to that restaurent and there was no way someone could climb over cause the wallswere up to the ceiling man!!
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