There is a house in my home town where I used to live. And where one of my best friends used to live. We have both seen most of the same stuff at the same time, but some things we have seen at different times. When I lived there, I saw some things and when he lived there he saw some things. The first thing I saw happened one morning, while I was getting ready for school. I was headed down stairs with my sheet because it always stayed cold. I felt like something was behind me, so I turned to look and it was a dog, only I could see through it and it had no head. The second thing that happened to me was I went down to the basement one night, because this is where we had our pool table at the time. I turned on the light for the basement and as I was walking down, I felt something grab my leg from behind the stairs. I freaked and ran down the stairs and the light went out. I made it out the side door, after that, we put the pool table upstairs. Oh yeah and in my parents room there was a little box-like thing, made out of wood. It looked like a storage bow of some sorts but I could never get it open. Now on to what my friend saw. When my family moved out, my best friend moved in like 5 or 6 years later. I had totally forgot about the things that had happened to me in the house until he started telling me things that had happened to him. He said on certain nights, he can hear and see a red ball bouncing down the stairs and back up the stairs. He also saw a little girl. He said the girl would appear in his room and she would be crying, he guessed because her dolls head had fallen off. But then, he said a man would come wielding a axe and grab the girl and pull her out of the room. Then he throws her down the stairs. He said one night he got up enough courage to follow them. And they made their way to the basement. There, the ghosts disappeared. He said he saw the basement change before his eyes. The floor had become covered with bones and he saw a light shining in the corner. The basement had a little tunnel in it that wrapped around half of the house. He crawled down the tunnel and there was a axe up against the wall. He went to grab it and it was gone. The next thing that happened to us was when I spent the night there. It was the summer so I was basically always over there. We were watching tapes ECW, which, for those who don't know what that is, is was a wrestling show. Suddenly it got real dark outside, like freaky dark for 4 o'clock in the afternoon. And it started lightning. My buddy said this is what happened the last time before the ghost appeared. He said that lightning had flashed 13 times and then they appeared. I laughed thinking "yeah right". Boom the second flash of lightning. I looked out the window and saw a trailer across the street and it looked like someone was staring back at me. But that couldn't be, because the trailers were abandoned. Then I woke up with a wet towel on my head. And toilet paper on my nose. My buddy had said I started shaking and my nose started bleeding and I passed out. I sit up and asked how many strikes of lighting were we up to. He said 10 and asked what I saw. I tried to explain to him that it was like a man figure but he had red glowing eyes. Bam! Another strike of lightning followed by another. There was one left and we would see if my friends story would hold true. Then the last strike hit. To my surprise, there was no thunder. Then the TV went off. And a cold chill filled the room. I looked around as my eyes were trying to adjust and I saw a figure or a little girl. I quickly closed my eyes and covered my head then I felt something tug the covers I said "stop it rick, I believe you". He didn't say anything, I pulled them down and the girl was right in front of my face. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. We did some research through locals, they said the house was haunted. And we were like "no shiat". But one lady who used to live there added that one night, she had locked up and went upstairs to lay down for bed. She had gotten almost to sleep when she heard the front door unlock and open the shut and lock back. Now, in this house, the door has only one door that can be locked from the outside unless the new people that live there have recently changed it, but before they moved in, the only door that could be locked from the outside is a door on the side of the house. She rushed downstairs to find nobody in the house so she went back to bed. Then she heard her dishes being messed with once again. She rushed downstairs to see dishes in the floor and her knifes and forks floating in the air. They stopped and went flying toward her. She got behind a door. She left that night and moved out the next day. Something really bad and crazy happened in this house. But every time I try and research it, nothing pops up on the web or in any of our local papers from the past. I am thinking somebody covered it up to sell that house.

I have never believed in ghosts. I've always been skeptical. I've read about sleep paralysis causing all sorts of weird things, and think that some people make things up. My story isn't flashy, it doesn't involve moving objects or ghostly figures. But something happened to me the other night that has made me believe. I'm an intelligent person, and I know what I experienced was unlike anything I've ever heard before. It cannot be explained by any external factor, or by any sleep paralysis because I wasn't asleep. Could it be my mind? Possibly. But I would have thought I'd have had something like this before should that be the case. At 1:00 am, I finished working on my computer. I went to bed switching the lights off on the way. 30 seconds after getting into bed and closing my eyes, I started hearing some strange noises. I was hearing whooshing, roaring and clattering noises. Then out of nowhere, I heard someone whisper in a malicious sort of tone something like "I can see you" or "I know you're there" followed by an almighty whoosh in my right ear that was really intensely loud I almost felt it. I was freaked out and did not want to open my eyes. So without further ado, I quickly prayed and prayed earnestly to God in the name of Jesus Christ and the experience soon died off. I was safe again. A few days later, I related this story to my sister who, two weeks ago (in a different house), said she heard someone whisper to her "What are you doing", but no one said a thing. Just today, my niece has told her that she has heard childish laughter and even saw a gray shadow of what she described was a man in one of the rooms. I am convinced now that there are ghosts. That being the case, there is an afterlife, and there is a God. Does this story make any sense to anybody? Thanks Simon

I have a couple short stories. My Grandfather tends to see spirits a lot. Him and my nana (nana is italian for Grandmother) live an a house that was built in the 60's. They are the only people to ever live in that house. It had just been built shortly before they moved in. Apparently, there is a guy in a cowboy hat who stands in the back of the hallway. He doesn't do or say anything, he just stands there. My Grandpa, my uncle, and a few of my uncle's friends have all seen him. My nana, my dad, or I have never seen him. Though, when I was younger, I was always afraid to walk down that hallway. I'm not sure why, but for some reason it scared me. My Grandparents still live there... Although I haven't been to their house in years. The next time I go there, I hope to be able to see him. I didn't know this story until this past Christmas, so maybe if I try to look for him, I might see him? I'm not sure if it will work, but its worth a shot. Here is another story about a spirit my Grandpa saw; When my Grandpa was around 15 or 16 years old, he saw his next door neighbor walking down the street. He wanted to get her attention, so he kept calling her name, "Phyllis? Phyllis? Phylliss? Turn around! Phyllis?" he continued doing that for a while and then started walking up to her to try and get her attention. He couldn't get her to turn around, so he gave up and left. He went to Phyllis's house when her mom answered heartbroken. My Grandpa said, "I just saw Phyllis walking down the street, but no matter what I did, she wouldn't turn around..." Her Mom answered, "Phyllis died about 2 hours ago..." My Grandpa thinks he saw her spirit crossing over. It was definitely her because he knew her for years, and saw her face before he started yelling at her to turn around.

My friend and I were at this hotel. The whole school was staying there because we just won a soccer tournament and it was promised to us if we won. Me and her unpacked our stuff and got online. She plugged her camera in her laptop and it all went black. We figured it was just something wrong with the internet. Then something from the computer came, it was a soft sound, like hearing someone scratch their nails on a chalk board. She shut it off and let it rest. Then we heard something in the hall. It was like someone stepping back and forth. We went outside to see if it was one of our friends but as we got closer to the door, the sound seemed to run away. When we got there, it was gone, but there was a white shadow by the door. We ran back in and called over to the neighboring room. They looked out and saw it next to their door. We all met in the middle where their was a door that connected both rooms. We decided to sleep together that night, but one of our friends got sick. When we left the hotel she was fine.

Hi again. I'm sure at least some of you remember my 115 year old Slave House Haunted story. Well, I got another one for you. The first one happened about a year after that story. My friend Paige's mom has had a cat, Belle, for almost 13 or 14 years (I don't know the exact date, all I know was that she was older than we were!) And for the longest time, she was a huge cat, no matter what the doctors did or anything. Finally, for the first time, an x-ray came up showing 3 tumors and lots of liquid surrounding the heart, and no doctor had ever seen it before then. It was in its advanced stages too, and according to my friend, they wouldn't have been able to help her even if they caught it in the very beginning. So, my friend put her cat down. Ever day, she'd gone to sprinkle catnip on Belles grave in the backyard. I came over to stay the night 6 days later. Nothing happened all night, and the next day, we stopped at an adoption center to look at the kittens. After much debate between her parents and her, Paige finally decided: not to get a kitten, but to get a 4-year-old cat, which she named Isabelle. We called her Izzy for short. Izzy was still shy from being in the pound, so we let her explore and went back to Paige's room. Paige and I had been talking earlier about the ghosts of cats; when I brought up Belle and the catnip, she said "Crap, I forgot to do it! Aw well, she'll get over it". And we went on as usual. Then comes the scary part. We were home alone for a few hours, and Paige was going to get in the shower. So, we sat talking and watching Danny Phantom on T.V. While she got the bathroom ready. Now, the lights in the hallway were on, the light was on in the sitting room beside the front door, and the curtains were open, and the curtains and lights were on in Paige's room, too. It was still daylight out. As we sat there talking, the T.V. Suddenly went out for no reason. We waited and turned the cable box on and off and on again, and it came back on, so we kept talking. A few minutes later, the T.V. goes out again. Mind you, it was a perfect day outside, so we couldn't blame the wind! Paige and I start to get nervous, and turn the cable box off again, then back on. It's fine for another minute, but soon after it goes out, comes back on, then goes out. I'm starting to get very annoyed, so I called out "Stop!" The T.V. came back on and stayed that way. Paige comes out in her bathrobe to ask something, and the T.V. goes out, but this time, the closet lights flicker and go out, too. Then the lights above the bed go out. Paige is starting to get my drift, and she shouts "Stop it, Belle! Leave Tiffany alone!" Everything comes back on, and stays on. Paige gets in the shower and nothing happens. I turned on my Game Boy and was playing it, when a white streak passed in front of the T.V. I dropped the Game Boy and stared at the T.V. To see if it would come back. It didn't, so I uneasily sat back and started playing again. Then, the T.V. Goes out, and the lights flicker. By then I was scared silly, so I jumped up and ran into the bathroom. When Paige got out of the shower, I stayed in the bathroom while she checked the room. When she gave the all-clear, I came back out. The T.V. goes out again, and Paige gets mad. She shouted "Goodbye Belle! I said goodbye now! Is that what you wanted? Well, there's a new cat here, so I won't get lonely without you. Good-bye and good luck!" The T.V. goes back on, and never goes out again. That entire time, the lights in the hallway and in the rest of the house stayed normal. The T.V. in the living room was working fine, so it was only Paige's room that went all out of wack. I believe it was just Belle coming to say good-bye. Not long after that, another cat named Toby came up and tried to walk in like he owned the place. So now she has two cats, like I do. This is a little thing that I don't think is related, but was a funny fact. When I saw Izzy trying to sneak under the bed in Paige's room, I had a sudden thought. The old cats name was Belle, and the new cat in town was Isabelle. See the similarity?