These stories were submited to me as true. You decide. I beleive them do you?
(NAME) randy
(EMAIL) juvenile@aol.com
(Location) panama city, florida
(STORYNAME) HE IS BACK!!!!!
(Story)
WELL IT ALL STARTED WHEN MY GREAT GRANDFATHER DIED IN 1996. AFTER THAT SOME WEIRD THINGS HAVE HAPPENED. IT WAS ABOUT A YEAR AFTER MY GRAND FATHER DIED AND WE "MY GRANDMOTHER" WERE JUST RETURNING HOME FROM SHOPPING AND ALL OF THE SUDDEN THE WINDOW BROKE. WE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. SINCE IT WAS LATE WE DECIDED TO GET THE WINDOW FIXED THE NEXT DAY. SO WHEN WE WERE GOING TO GET THE WINDOW FIXED, I SUDDENLY NOTICED THAT THE WINDOW WAS IN WORKING ORDER AGAIN! THE SECOND THING HAPPENED THE SAME YEAR. WE WERE ABOUT TO GO TO A TRIP TO NEW JERSEY THAT WE TAKE EVERY YEAR TO SEE OUR FAMILY. MY GRANDMOTHER AND I WERE TO LIVE WHEN SHE TOLD ME TO GET REST OF THE MONEY THAT WE HAD LEFT IN THE CAR. WHEN I GOT THE CAR I NOTICED THAT THERE WAS A PICTURE OF MY GRANDFATHER LAYING ON SOMEONES COUCH. I TOOK THE PICTURE TO MY GRANDMOTHER AND SHE SAID SHE NEVER SEEN THAT PICTURE BEFORE IN HER LIFE AND DIDN'T KNOW WHOS HOUSE THAT WAS. NOW I DON'T KNOW WHO WOULD OUT A PICTURE OF MY GREAT GR! ANDFATHER IN THERE NOT ME. THE LAST WEIRD THING HAPPENED NOT TO LONG AGO. MY GRANDMA HAD JUST LEFT TO GO SHOPPING. I WAS HOME ALONE WATCHING TV WHEN I COULD HEAR SOMETHHING FANT. LIVING WITH MY GRANDPA I COULD TELL HIM SNOREING FROM A MILE AWAY. WHEN I TURNED THE TV OFF THE NOISE BECAME LOOUDER AND SUDDNELY A CREASE WENT ALL THE WAY DONE MY BED. NOTHING HAS HAPPENED SINCE BUT I HAVE A FEELING THATS NOT THE LAST OF HIM!!
(NAME) Hope Rich
(EMAIL) tohot4u@simplyfamily.com
(Location) Taylorsville,K.y.
(STORYNAME) The Haunting of a Old Woman
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A long time ago there was this this orphan for babys. The lady who took care of the Fifteen(15) baby had gone mad and killed all the babys. Then 100 years later a young woman had moved into this orphan. That night The young woman was un packing and deciced to take a rest. While she was sleeping she heard crys and woke up. She followed the crying down stairs. She opened the door and saw an old woman that she could see right through. The old woman had killed 7 of the the babys that night. Then she went to bed and vwoke up in the morning. She told her friend about it. Her friend was scared about her so she took her to a psycatrist. That night the lady had gone to bed early because she thought it was because she was tired. She woke and heard a knock on her bedroom door she a toddler knocking on the door then the old lady appear and chased the toodler to the steps and pushed her down the steps. The young woman had followed the old the old lady. The old lady turned around. The young woman said I'm not afraid of you and the old woman dissappeared. The young woman then went to sleep. S he woke up went to the bathroom door when she opened it the baby that had been killed had come back to tell the young woman,
"THANK YOU."
(NAME) Jill McCulloch
(EMAIL) mccjt@metro.net
(Location) Santa Rosa, Ca.
(STORYNAME) The Creatures in Carrie's House
I wasn't going to submit any stories but then I remembered this one so I figured I would go ahead and tell the tale. It was back in, I beleive 1991 that I saw the "creatures" in my friend's house. Let me give you a little background information first before I go on I've been a Witch since I was 15 years old, and one thing I've learned since then is the more you practice the craft, the weirder your life gets. You in fact become a "weirdness magnet" At any rate I will continue. I was there along with my friend Carrie, her boyfriend (who was a self-claimed shaman and I might add a vmapire...I know even to this day it sounds crazy but that is what he claimed to be) myself and my boyfriend. Carrie had told us that she had strange experiences in her house and wanted all of us to come over and check it out. Well, when we got there we went to the area of the house that had seen the highest level of activity...her mother's bedroom. We went towards the bathroom, turned towards the mirror to see our reflections...the only problem with that was what we saw in the mirror wasn't human. We saw our reflections but it was as if something was looking through our faces and eyes. Our eyes were hollow and dark, our cheeks were dark and hollow...we looked evil. We all agreed on what we saw and promptly "beat feet" so to speak... We left the room to discuss our "plan of attack". At that point my boyfriend opened the bedroom door to my first experience of actually seeing something of an inhuman countance. It stood about 6ft. tall, with the figure of a bodybuilder. Oh, did I happen to mention that it had claws, and scales like a lizard or a alligator. It just stood there, looking at us. I repeatly asked my boyfriend to close the bedroom door, untill I reached out, scrambling to get the door finally shut. At that point I was pretty scared. We actually went back into that room later in the evening. That's when I saw the second creature, squating in the corner, near the bathroom, reptilian in nature, just staring at us....it almost look as if it was scared of us. Now I didn't actually "see" these creatures like you would see a person...it was as if I was looking through a filter or a screen door...they were shadows, not solid figures. As the evening wore on they finally left. A friend of mine who I retold this story to told me that the larger of the two creatures sounded like these creatures another friend of his told him about. The only problem being was that these creatures are aliens from the (hold onto your hats and grab your hip boots 'cause it's about to get pretty deep in here) the 4th dimention. I know, I know...I looked at my friend like he had just sprouted horns and started dancing around the room when he told me that. At any rate, these "aliens" are here on this planet and are living off our physical energy...The human body has an electromagnetic field around it... that's one reason when we run our feet across a carpet we get shocked. We gather and emit energy. Any was, these creatures are living off of us and the buildings we build...something about how certain buildings are built and the location and placement are very important to the lives of these aliens. I could write more, but it's 2:13 in the morning and I would like to be able to sleep )
If you want to hear more stories, and the gods know I have more...go
ahead and write me: mccjt@metro.net
Hope you enjoy my story...Pleasant dreams :)
(NAME) Mariah
(EMAIL) megacrue@flash.net
(Location) Dallas,Tx.
(STORYNAME) Guardian Angel
One night last summer my parents decided to go out of town. They asked me to stay home and watch the house and that the'd be back the next day. WelI it was a real hot night and I kept tossing and turning and finally I gave up and started to read a novel, when I heard a scratching noise on the window I thought nothing of it. Then I heard footsteps outside my door and I thought oh my god! I was totally paralyed with fear, and then my door opened slightly and this man about average height and curly dark hair stepped into my room. He stared at me for a second and then said "Look out the window girl". Then he looked for a couple more seconds and left. I sat in my bed for a couple minutes then flew to the window and looked out and man looked back at me. He had been trying to break in. Some one was looking out for me and I really apperciate it!
(NAME) Diane
(EMAIL) Butthed851@aol.com
(Location) a suburb of Chicago
(STORYNAME) The Strange Thingz
Okay i know i already put a story in there but i have another one otay. Every day (again while everyone except me is gone) i hear and see weird things in my "Haunted" house (not an amusement house my actuall living house). A few months ago i went to take a shower i got undressed and turned around with my back torwards the shower. When i turned back around the bath was full and the water was moving like something (or someone) was in it but i didn't see any one. SO i threw on a towl and ran out of that bathroom into my room got dressed and ran to my friends house. Just about a week ago i heard strange noises coming from the living room ( i was in my bedroom) i ran out there to see what was going on. The keys on the keyboard were being typed on and these words appeard on the screen in big print , " redrum, egnever, pleh, m'i deracs" i wrote them down and realized they were words backwords they said " murder, revenge, help, i'm scared" What does that mean? My last expirence i'm gonna tell you about today is when i was changing in my room. I took my shirt off and threw it on the floor then i picked out a sweatshirt to put on. I turned around and there was this little kid (a boy)starring at me. He had on old fashion clothes and they were all ripped. He had blood coming out of his mouth and his head. i ran, and I ran right through him I turned around to see if the boy went away and a grown man was in the place were the child WAS. He held his hand out to me. He had on a tux and had blood coming from his head. i ran into the bathroom and locked the door. i turned around and he was there. He once again put his hand out to me. i unlocked the bathroom door and ran out . I put on my shirt (REALLY REALLY FAST) and ran out my front door. Now every night while i lay in bed i feel some one rubbing my stomach and the back of my arms. If you don't believe my story that's your problem cause i know what i saw/see and heard/hear.
(STORYNAME) The White Man
Well i live in a suburb of Chicago and i was home alone one day. It seemed like an usual day my mom went to work and my brother was at his friends house. I was sitting at my computer and all of a sudden i saw a white figure out of the corner of my eye i turned around and there was this white dude standing there. I sat there frozen. He walked up to my couch and sat down and turned the TV on. I held really still making sure not to move. I didn't even breathe. He sat there for about 2 minutes then got up and walked in to my kitchen. I sat there waiting for him to come back out. I sat there for about 5 min. Then i got up and went into the kitchen slowly and quitley. I have beileven for along time that my house was haunted because when my mom bought it, it was one that was all torn apart the kind gangs stay in. I heard from neighbors that people were killed in my house by gangs and so i believe that the ghost was coming back to find some one or take care of un finis! hed buissness. Well PEACE to all my fellow believers. (LOL I'M JOKING)
(Location) queens,NY (STORYNAME) Dutchman (Story) --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The dutchman orginates from guyana. When you don't keep his house clean he possesses you. A long time ago the dutch were buried everywhere, so you don't really know if your living under a dutchman burial. So in order for dutchman not to haunt you must keep your place clean and not scornful. A year ago when i was visiting my parents in guyana, I went to the nearest market to us in georgetown, to buy some cuffum (which is a type of fish). When i came home my father had a very concerned look on his face. He led to the kitchen and told me something very shocking has happened."Gal, de dutchman take a hole of yo husband" I was frozen for a moment, with the feeling of fear. I followed him to the basement, to see my husband beating himself with a sugarcane repeatedly on his head. I felt a sudden chill down my spine, and was in a total paralasys. He turned from a dark brown to a pale white.his black eyes glowed to a brownish type hazel. his face was practically rearranged and his voice grew deeper by the second. since a had the bag of fish in my hands i swang it at him and knocked him out. We quickly strapped him down to the nearest bed, and called the mayji. He arrived quickly and told us we have to perform a cermony that he would do. A mayji is a holy erson like a pope or priest. The cermony was the next day and he was cured. After that day we went to thank the mayji, when we had arrived we were in for a shock THE MAYJI was dead.
(NAME) anonymous
(EMAIL) anonymous
(Location) Des Moines, Washington
(STORYNAME) my first experience with ghost
It was around four in a foggy morning in the summer of '94 when this happen. I was fifteen then, now I'm twenty one. I have just gotten back from my newspaper route and have just enter my house, as I was putting my bike away I felt a cold breeze around me for a few seconds and I thought it was nothing maybe the wind. I didn't get scared until I was making myself a sandwich in the kitchen. Then again I felt a cold breeze, then this time I heard light foot steps going down stairs. Our kitchen was located atop the stair case with a hall way seperating the two area. Then I thought it was my dad or some one in my family, because my dad usually goes to work at around four in the morning. After thinking this the fear in me kinda ease of. Then again in the kitchen thinking of what just had happen I realize that it was a saturday and my dad won't being going to his office in downtown seattle. After this I came to another conclusion that it might have been my older sister, because we like to scare each other. Thinking that I went to check my sister's room and she was fast asleep. Now I was freaking out, I ran back to the kitchen in quick little steps to grab my sandwich. After all this happen it was getting close to five and so since it was summer, there was already a little bit of light outside. I was in my room for a while then looking at my wrist watch to see that it was close to five a.m., then peeking out the window through the blinds, because in Des Moines we rarely get a foggy morning. Out of my window you can see our entire back yard, and our back yard had two apple trees and a pear tree, and also my mom had a little chicken coup. All the sudden the chicken, there was only three, ran out like someone was chasing them, I don't know if you readers know how a chicken looks like when its scare but if you tried to chase a chicken and also at the same time trying to scare it you'll know what it looks like, across the our back yard and it was fench of so the chicken was flapping around at times. Then they just started to die one by one slowy like someone or something was sliting their throught, and if you seen it before you will know what it looks like. Because my aunts like to eat "fresh meat", so they some times slaughter chickens. After the chicken was killed, I was like ohhhhhhh shoot! in my mind, and not realizing what was going on because I was in shock I kept looking, then this meduim size figure appear on one of the main tree branches of the apple tree, and this branch wasn't your twig size branch it was had an approximat diameter of probabally eight to twelve inchs. Then all the sudden the tree started to shake and the branch broke of, SNAP!...just like that, then the figure started to walk towards our house then dissapears after a few steps. This event scared the shoot out of me because I peed in my pants, I was freaked out. And then someone knock on my door a couple seconds after the figure disappear, and thats ! when I peed in my pants because I thought the ghost came into our house. Then my mom's voice came out, "Hun...you o.k. I thought I heard something broke," man I thought was a dead man for a second. Well that was my first experience with a ghost. If you readers don't believe me, that's alright because when some wierd shoot like that happens not alot of people believe you. Thanks for reading my story.
(Location) utah
(STORYNAME) Log Haven
Mark was up at a place called Log Haven. He used to work there when he was 16. One night he was cleaning the place when he went outside to go home he saw that the attic light was on. He went back up to turn It off,but when he got in his car he saw that the attic light was still on. The End
(NAME) Juan
(EMAIL) 'juan.cantu'@dragonball-gt.com
(Location) undisclosed
(STORYNAME) The Encounter
The ghost story I am going to tell doesn't come from me it comes from my brpther. While my brother was wacthing tv realy late he encounterd a ghost,he didnt notice at first it was a ghost he thought it was me. The spirit or, as you might say came up the stairs he called out to him and said,"Is that you Carlos or, is it you Benito." After said these words the turned to him and, looked at him with evol eyes. It looked like the spirit was about to attack him, he suddenly turned on the light. So thats the story.
(NAME) A Ghost in the bed++++++++++++++++++++++
(Location) Canad
(STORYNAME) No Title
My friend had been sleeping in her bed one night. She had no stuffed animals oranything her bed. Then she woke up and accidentally hit something or some one.She looked and she saw a woman but she thought it was her mom so she went back to sleep. In the morning she asked her mom if she was in her room at all last night maybe even to tuck her in but her mom said no.
(NAME) kalana trcic
(EMAIL) brittish22@hotbot.com
(Location) shippensburg, Pa
(STORYNAME) witches corner
This story deals with an old house that my family used to live in. The hauntings began soon after we moved in. My father is a religious man who hardly believes in ghosts. His father died and in his will he left my father his Croation Cello. A few months had passed since he died and he never had the chance or the want to play the instrument. One night he was sitting in his bedroom and he was reading. All of a sudden he smelled this odor that to this day he cannot find a match. Now, noone was home with him when this happened except for our cat and he was on the bed sleeping. The closest thing he could compare this to was the smell of burning flesh. He bacame nauseated and was about to go to the door when he felt an eire presence. He some how felt that someone was in the room with him. When he looked up he saw a shadowy figure that was the aproximate height of his father. Now, the cello was on the floor acoss the room from the figure. Suddenly the figure began to move twoards the instrument. When it reached the corner it vanished. Soon after, my father returned t! he cello to my grandmother. He has never seen or smelled anything dealing with his father since. In the same house only a few months later my mother was lying in bed. We had not fully unpacked everything yet and unfortunatly our cat had died. It was aproximatly 12 when she heard a clanging in the kitchen. At first she thought that maybe it was my sister or i. Then she remembered that I was at my aunts visiting and my younger sister was visiting at a friends house that night. Then she thought that it was the cat and then remembered that the cat had died only a few months before. At that moment she heard a shuffel in the hall outside of her room. When she opened her eyes a horrid deamonic face. She described it as scelital and it had a glow from benieth it. She was frozen and could not move she was so terrified she could not even touch my fathers arm to wake him. Then she began to pray and it disapeared. She never saw the face again. Of all of the members of my family, the house taunted me the most. Now when i lived there i first moved in when i was about 8. The first of all of my experiences started the first night i was there. I was sitting in the living room and iheard footsteps pacing in the bedroom above me. I thought that this wasn't all that odd except that my sister and mother were at the mall and my father was in the moving truck outside. Quickly i ran to my father. When i told him what happened he looked blank. Only later would I learn why he was so cold about the subject. It seems that a young girl had died in that bedroom and her death was unknown. Her father had walked and paced nervously until the doctor told him his daughter had died. The only reason my father knew this is because it was his sister and his mother had always claimed that she forever felt her daughters presence in the house. We lived in the house even after i graduated. Yet thoes years when i was young would always haunt me. I was prone to walk in my backyard. We had no trees and the nearest neighbor was probably one mile away. It was a clear day and there was noone home,...or so i thought. I was getting ready for my walk and i heard the doorbell ring. I went to answer it but when i opened the door noone was there. Now we have a long drive way and you can see dowm the road to see if cars are coming or going. I saw no sign of either. I thought,...maybe i imagined it. So i put on my coat and went into the backyard. Not long after i sat down i heard a young girl call my name. I looked up and saw noone. I continued to read and then i heard the voice again. This time i called out and looked to the house. When i looked up you could see the shadow of a young girl in my bedroom window. I thought this quite queer and so i went to the house to investigate. Before i could ent! er the door my mother arrived in the car. I asked her if my sister was home . She asked why and stated that she just arrived and my sister was at a friends and my father was at work. Quickly i ran inside to investigate. When i entered my room there was no sign of anyone being there. The strangest night of my life was also the last night that we had any trouble with the house. We promply moved a week later. I was lying in my bed around 11:30 at night and i was reading. That night it had been raining and there were rough winds. Suddenly i had this huge urge to go to sleep even though i wasn't tired. I remember right before i fell alseep i saw the face of a woman watching me. I was on the third floor and she was in my window. I felt a bite on my neck and i fell asleep. i then felt as though my soul was being carried by a soft yet boney hand. I had ventured out of my window and saw my shaddow on the ground near the bridge and then the bend in the road three miles away. I had been "taken" to a dream like castle. i can not discribe it. I felt as though hours had past. Things became hazzy and soon three women in velvet robes were carring me back to my house. They wore violet and green and red and they were all young and beautiful. their faces were clear and haunting. I soon woke up. My sister shared a room with me and was standing over me when i woke. She said that i had been screaming bloody murder for the past 6 hours and that my father was calling the doctor and my mother was down stair! s praying. I had a cold wet mist over my face and my neck had a redish rash covering it. My eyes were blood shot and i was cold all over. I was soon rushed to the hospital where the doctor had no idea what i was suffering from. When i told my father he was in tears and instisted that we move. I have never been back to the house. The house still stands and is located in Monroeville, Pa. The land was sold and a church is located on the other side of the property. People in the rectory have accounted that on some nights you can see lights go on and off in the house and at times you can still hear a young girl scream. Noone has lived in the house since we left. And now,...the nearest neighbors are only a quarter of a mile away.
(NAME) Shey
(EMAIL) princessshey@hotmail.com
(Location) Cebu city
(STORYNAME) Manananggal!
Before I begin a truly terrifying tale, let me describe to you about a Half-bodied creature that feeds on the flesh and especially unborn babies. This creature is called "Manananggal". Usually, this creature is known to be female. She is so human during the day, but as night comes to beckon her, her body separates (the upper torso separates completely from the lower torso) and then, a wide span of bat-like wings will grow at her shoulder blades. And like a vampire, She`ll have fangs as well. Its is said that her favorite is when she feeds on unborn babies. So when the manananggal takes its flight, it usually lands on the rooftops of its unsuspecting victims. Its nose is very sensitive that it can smell a pregnant woman a hundred miles away from her. But this creature feeds far from its home, never attacks neighbors. When it feeds from the roof, it stretches its tongue first, then it slithers through a tiny hole towards its victim`s womb, then sucks the unborn child from th! e pregnant woman. According to some sources who encountered this, they never felt pain, but emptyness the next day in their womb. A dying manananggal asks a relative to be beside her death bed, the reason is that she throws up a black stone, to be swallowed by a relative nearby to pass on the said "pamana", or inheritance, which is the said curse. It is said that if you invite a stranger, in order to play it safe, you should hang a lana (oil) nearby the door, if it boils, it means that you`re inviting a aswang ( a term of pilipino monster) or manananggal. Even this story made it to CNN headlines two years back. Saying that the half-bodied creature made flew to the busy streets of manila, but was unsuccessful when it was about to attack a married woman lying down in her bed, cuz her husband happened to be there and he pulled its tongue and cut it into half with a chopping knife. The next day, when they searched for the suspect, they caught an old lady who`s tongue was recent! ly cut off. The things to ward off a manananggal are garlic (like vampires, they hate the smell), salt( you should throw lots of salt to their wound, which is the half of their body, either the lower torso, or the upper half), or whip them with a sting ray`s tail, that can even kill them, because they`d feel a burning sensation if you strike them with that. So there goes my story.........so do you want to encounter a manananggal? If you ask me, I`d say never in a million years!!!
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