My story takes place back in the early 70s where the last place my parents lived as they got divorced. I remember as a child, sleeping on the sofa and woke up in the middle of the night (writing this gives me goose bumps) and decided to sleep in my brothers room, I felt cold, as I was walking past the living room I looked towards my left and an apparition of a man, with long hair to the ground was standing there, you will see his hair move around the ground...I immediately (as a small child) ran to my parents room and tell my parents. My mom got up and saw nothing, so I asked if I could sleep with them, so everyone was sound asleep again - nevertheless I started hearing voices but these were not human tongues..I decided to peak thru the covers, and the apparition of the male was standing at the end of the bed.. Those of you from Chicago, go to Cermak and Halsted (north east corner) head north on Halsted and the next cross street (you need to cross the street) you should see what is now possibly a renovated bldg that is a condo and a bar at that corner, that’s the building, I lived all the way to the right of that building, 2nd floor), on the east/west street not the Halsted street...Gives me chills
Years later as a teenager I spend the night at my mom’s apartment, my little sister and one of my older brothers still lived with my mom - we were poor so we all slept in the same room. One night as me and my brother were sleeping in the room, I saw a lady standing in front of the bed, for a moment I thought it was my mom, it was too dark to make up a face but I notice this woman had long hair and my mom has short hair. I started to pray and looked and she was gone. (This happened in building on Augusta and Rockwell in Chicago)
The scariest moment of my life came in a house where my then ex-wife grew up. We lived in the attic apt for a while until we moved out. As usual she was scared of the dark and we slept with the lights on, I remember laying in bed her asleep, then all for a sudden the sheets get pressed down on me and a force so strong I could not fight it off, then it suddenly jumped off, this happened 3 times that night, at the end I heard a voice that said "(insert wife name) OPEN THE DOOR"..Freaked me out...I woke her up and told her about it and switched sides on the bed. What makes this different is that I had a discussion with my old brother in-law (who was married to my ex-wife sister) about when we lived in the house (nothing about this though) and he said how much he hated living there because sometimes at night something will jump on him and he could not move...how scary is that..But here is where it gets scarier. My other brother in law (married to the other sister of my ex-wife), we were just talking and he blurts out about how he hated living there and sure enough the same thing happened to him there.So all 3 guys married to all 3 girls had this happen in the same house. My ex-wife once played the Ouija board and they put candles on and ask that the spirit make a presence felts, all candles went out and then a voice of a man followed.(Joliet home - one of the oldest homes in Joliet).
Anyways these are some of the things that have happened to me..
In Sept, 1998 during the Kosovo War I was assigned as personal security for the admiral incharge of the operations and our mission was to make the area accessible, clear any threats and accompany him and his staff into the Drenica Region. What we experienced the evening prior to his arrival will forever be embedded our/my memory as one of the most unbelievable and scariest experiences I have ever had in my life. Now please understand that we are loaded down with our weapons, NVG’s, Scopes, the works… clearing out the perimeter, setting motion detection devices, flares etc. as a team of 8 tough guys.
After the initial setup we made back to camp and waited for any sign of threat. As the night went on into the morning, at approx. 0205 we had one of our motion sensors trip and reset itself??? so we got on the NVG’s looking into the east, the direction of the trip and noticed what appeared to be silhouettes with no reflection!!! We immediately set out thinking whoever is out there is wearing digital camouflage that is breaking up our night vision, good trick but we are on it. I’m telling you, we were ready to unload but as the four of us got closer, our point man stopped us in our tracks and whispered “Lock & Sight”. This meant, find your target. We were approx. 10 ft apart but have clear view of where each of us was at the moment and what was now in our NV.
That night was never the same for us as a team… we were very close, we knew each other’s families and so on but after that experience I have never heard from them again. No one talked about it as it was to save our careers from being judged unfit to serve due to mental stress or PTSD. There were many that seen stuff and dismissed the events of that morning because it was unexplainable… we all laid mute and confused and as the morning progressed, we were greeted by the rest of the teams and went on to give our sitrep to our lieutenant on what our AOR or area of responsibility contained as far as early detection and defensive devices, landmarks, high/low spots, sniper lookouts, choke points and what appeared to be a freshly dug mound of dirt or most possibly a mass grave site., The look we got at that point was “You gotta be Shittin me!”. (please excuse the lang)
That morning was a sobering event and sad and even hard on a few of us, actually very hard on all of us but as I said, when we sighted in through our NVG’s, thumbs on the safety, ready to release, we were not ready for what came into view!!! We were surrounded by people, families, mothers, fathers, and children. At least 30 apparitions, shadows, sad faces, lost faces. I removed my NV, waited for my eyes to correct and nothing was there… I noticed my point was still turning side to side looking at them moving about but not a single word came from anyone as we looked on and then we all turned to look at each other at almost the same moment with disbelief and uncertainty that this was happening. Team leader called for a report, no one responded to the radio at first for what seemed like 5 minutes at the time but in actuality was maybe 10-15 seconds (time was moving slow) and with my dry mouth responded, “no threat, team returning”… knowing that they are watching us via NV scope at camp and not really sure if they were seeing what we just witnessed or thought we did. After sending that last transmission, I called to point, gave a gesture to zip it and pull back and we all started back, literally backward and watching. I slowed for a bit to get my NVG eyes on and the radio came on telling us to hold position, threat eminent!!! I was like “What the ****!” then spotted the IR targeting signature through the NVG. Camp was trying to lock in on the position but kept losing site, this time the radio squelched and scared the crap out of me as the report came in once again, Threat is moving toward you! Hold position and engage hostiles!
And in about as long as it takes for you to wipe the sweat from your eyes, a last call over the radio came in, “BT1, return to HQ, area secured, out” and without a second thought, we all made tracks through the thick brush and three feet tall field grass back to HQ to find out what happened. From a little over a ¼ mile, they claimed that they had visual and the motion detectors confirmed movement but they kept losing sight of the undetermined threat. Then they said, “The visual was analyzed by CID to be of natural manifestation of the surrounding terrain”, meaning it was trees, grass, wildlife etc. that gave them the false reading. Yea Right!
I'd start of by telling you I have been a firm Disbeliever for my entire life (47) concerning ghosts and the like. I went to work at NASA langley research center bldg 1232B about 6 months ago and over a period of about a week several things happened to me that completely changed my view. The first thing was a simple action that I dismissed but later put into perspective, I came into work and had removed my gloves for a moment to do something but when I turned around to get them they were gone. I later found them in a section of the building that I was not in! on another occassion I heard voices but no one was there. next I was with a co worker who had shown me a radio antennea that was bent over but didnt know how it got that way from the day before, I said not to worry I can straighten it without damaging it so I took about 10 minutes slowly and carefully straightening it. I showed it to my gratefull friend and we started working again, a few minutes later we heard the radio go staticky and when we looked at the radio the antennea was bent over 90 degrees, we were alone in the bldg! The last thing happened to me when I went in early one morning, I unlocked the doors and started working on my project after about 20 minutes I felt a finger tip run accross the top of the back of my thigh, I jumped up expecting to see my buddy playing a trick on me but no one was there, it was a definate physical touch, I spent hours trying to debunk all of these experiences but could not come up with any normal explanations and from that point on I have changed my opinion of paranormal. since then another co worker confided that he has some extreme experiences at his home and believes his house is hanted, describing things flying out of cabinets, security gates being ripped out of the wall and flying across the room and balloons floating down the hall! I have heard that some spirits attach themselves to certain objects or individuals so I dont know if my experiences are related to his or not but I am trying to locate someone who can help him out at his home because his family is very scared and they want to move but they cant because of the current economy situation. Crazy stuff right!!
Hi there, I’d like to tell you what I experienced at Berwyn rehabilitation....i was there for 7 months for therapy after leg surgery....I was on the 2nd floor but then transferred to the 3rd floor a month or so before i was released...one morning I was sitting in my wheelchair...across from me and right next to my roommate was a small dresser....then the respiratory therapist came in to take care of my roommate which they do quite often...all of a sudden right by the dresser a lady appeared like she was talking on the phone...but she looked really weird...like a beige mannequin and her hair was long and wavy but was also beige...but she had a bright green like neon green dress on...I could not see her legs....she looked at me then at the therapist and disappeared ,came back halfway and disappeared completely...I asked the therapist if he saw her but he said no....then a few days later i was sitting in my wheelchair again and I looked at my roommate who was 23 but was in a car accident 2 years earlier...her injuries were so bad all she can do is move her arms up and down a little...she can open her eyes and see you and blink if someone asks her a question...when i looked at her that time ,I saw her spirit come out of her body and sit up in bed and look at me...i could see right through her then her spirit laded back down again...I’ve had quite a few paranormal experiences in the past...but at Berwyn was the creepiest..But I wasn't scared when I saw that, thanks for reading this -Sumitted by Joanne P.
My name is Kendal and I live in Peever South Dakota. I've not had much experience with paranormal activity for most of my life, not until recently. It seems that they tend to like me at this point in my life and I'm just kind of taking it in stride. Anyway, I was in my room one night, trying to take a nap before work (I work the grave shift), and my cell phone rang. I answered it, and talked for a little bit before I told my friend to hold on, I needed to unplug it from the charger. I reached over to unplug the phone and I was ready to throw the cord on the floor when I looked over. Right beside my bed is a dvd stand. Well, in place of that dvd stand, there was a little girl sitting on my heater! She was about 3-4 years old, blond with curls in her hair, up in a bow, and a white dress. She was just looking at me, then she smiled. She opened her mouth like she was going to say something but then her jaw just dropped open and kept opening like that, you know those scream masks? Like that. I didn't get scared or anything, but I said, "What the hell??" and just like that she was gone. My friend heard me on the phone. I must have alarmed them or something because they kept asking, "What? What happened? Are you okay?" I just shook my head and continued my conversation for about 5 more minutes. Finally I said, "Dude, I'm tired. I think I'm going to take a nap before work. Is it cool if I call you tomorrow?" He said that was cool, have a good nap and good night at work, see you later, then we hung up. I went to plug my phone back into the charger and I saw this shadow figure standing in front of my tv. I could just see a shadow, no distinct facial features or anything, just the outline of a person. But this shadow thing's mouth opened the same way the girl's had! Just opened and kept stretching down to wheretheir chest would be. I blinked and it was gone. I said,"What the hell is going on here?" I set my phone down and just turned to the wall and fell asleep. Later on that night at work, I was entering some paperwork in the computer when one of my co-workers started yelling for me in the office. I guess I didn't hear her or something, because she came out, kind of pale and shaken and sat down next to me. I looked at her and asked her what was wrong. She said, "I just heard a little girl call my name, kind of like she whispered it loud right behind me." I didn't tell anyone what had happened in my room, so I was surprised. About an hour later, another one of my co-workers said she thought she saw a little girl run by. Kids aren't allowed on the casino floor so she didn't know if she was seeing things or not. Curious, I asked her what the little girl looked like. She described her just as I saw her in my room! Weird, huh? I keep hearing this little girl in my room at home, and she must follow me or something because the girls here can hear her as well. You can't really pick out anything she's saying but she's talking away to somebody. I've seen her on several occasions, as have my brother who used to watch movies in my room when I went to work. My family have heard her talking, my 2 year old nephew wont go in my room alone anymore. I don't know if it's supposed to mean something now or not, but I've had other things happen since then as well.
GHOSTLY GETAWAY TO DAUPHIN ISLAND Early French explorers were among the original tourists to visit Dauphin Island, Alabama more than 300 years ago. They dubbed it Massacre Island for the mounds of sun-bleached bones that they found there. What they didn’t realize was that they had disturbed a sacred Native American burial ground that was rumored to be watched over by supernatural specters. Since that “spirited” beginning, the whispers and shadowy folklore surrounding Dauphin Island and its resident apparitions have grown and continue to this day drawing visitors like a departed spirit to the “light”. According to the Islanders, the ghosts at the prehistoric Indian Shell Mound Park are to be respected. Filled with cottonmouth water moccasins that lurk in the shadows of giant, ominous live oaks and a thick canopy of Spanish moss and foliage, the Shell Mound is creepy by day. But after dark it can be down right terrifying. Legend says that late at night you can hear Indian maidens singing to the beat of tribal drums and haunting flutes as they dance around the sacred “inner circle” of this ancient cemetery. A regular destination for séances and paranormal investigations, these burial grounds seem to be a gathering place for entities from many periods in the Island s colorful history. Civil War era Fort Gaines may easily be the most haunted spot on Dauphin Island. Tales of wandering ghosts revolve around the stoic red brick facility on the extreme East End of the Island. Visitors at the Fort have reported seeing apparitions dressed in period attire on the grounds, skulking in the darkened recesses beneath the bastions, and atop nearby bunkers outside the walls. It was a moonlit night, not too long ago, that Island resident Ed Jones saw for himself the reality of the rumors. “It was a crisp, fall night with a half moon,” said Jones. “I had an old fraternity brother visiting me for the first time on the Island and we decided to run down to the East End near the Fort.” “On a clear night the view of Mobile Bay and Baldwin County across the water is incredible, and I always enjoy sharing it,” he said. “We slowly drove to the turn-around behind the Fort when I caught a glimpse of a solitary figure on the ramparts.” “I slowed down and saw that it was a woman in a long, flowing skirt who appeared to be looking out into the Gulf,” said Jones. “My first thought was that she must be a re-enactor, but why would she have been there alone at night?” “As I watched, she turned her head slowly and stared silently at our car. Then like a glimmer she faded away,” he said. “It was a slow fade, not like someone disappearing down a stairwell or trying to hide. One second she was there, then … nothing.” “I knew that my friend had seen the same thing and for the longest time we were completely silent. Finally, in a hushed voice he asked, ‘did you see it?’ Yes I did,” Jones said. “Though I often make the little trip to the Fort in hopes of seeing her again, the vision of the woman at Fort Gaines will be forever in my mind.” Since the mid-to-late-1800s two stately homes sat side-by-side near Fort Gaines; said to be an officers’ retreat from the military grind of the Fort. Though similar in appearance one was in more disrepair than the other. A few years ago the more structurally sound of the two was purchased and moved to a new location minutes away on Bienville Boulevard. According to locals, more than a house was moved that day. Along for the ride were the disgruntled resident spirits that had been “living” there for many years, and were now suffering from separation anxiety. The urban legend says that the ghosts of the two homes were awakened to find that they had been separated by the new owners. It is reported that during restoration the owners had trouble keeping contractors on the job as the spirits regularly scared them into leaving. Ghost hunters have taken photos of the old home and claim to have captured images of beings, both human and animal, in the glass panes and through the windows. The remaining house still sits quietly on the East End, falling deeper into decay and longing for the return of its one-time plot-mate . . . so they say. The ghosts of individuals have been regularly reported across the Island for as long as anyone can remember. Locals speak of a man dressed in military garb who is frequently seen on the east beach at midnight looking quietly out to the waves until disturbed. His demeanor changes at that point and he becomes a frightening foe. It’s rumored by residents that on more than one occasion a uniformed wraith has casually drifted across the road ahead of oncoming traffic late at night. Usually seen at the outermost reach of the headlights, this shadow-like figure is always gone by the time the vehicle reaches the spot where it had stood just seconds earlier. Given the Island’s romantic history, what would a ghost story be without a tale of long lost love? A local woman, who asked to remain anonymous, tells of a strange encounter in 2005 involving the construction of her home near the beautiful and historic Cadillac Square Park. On this particular day as the pilings and beams began to go up, the homeowner was approached by an older woman in jogging clothes and wearing a colorful sport-style headband who said, “I can’t believe s he’s letting you build here.” At that onetime meeting the new homeowner was told the story of a young bride and the undying love that she still carries for her departed husband. The tale goes something like this . . . many, many years ago a young couple sailed to Dauphin Island to start a new life. They chose the same general spot as the current homeowner near Cadillac Square to build their first home together. For some unknown reason the husband left his bride on the Island one day to visit the mainland, never to return. Every night the heartbroken woman walked across the narrow width of Dauphin Island to the bay side where she would whistle in hopes her husband would hear her and return. Night after night the woman would stand along the shore and whistle, but to no avail. The “Whistling Woman” eventually pined away leaving behind a spirit that even today is said to walk across that same narrow width of Dauphin Island from Cadillac Square Park to the bay where she whistles into the wind hoping her lost husband will come home. The ghost of another woman is said to haunt the park as well. On dark nights this female specter, wearing a bag tied over her head prowls the park digging into the ground searching for . . . something. A lesser mentioned Island legend involves a tragic death at the beloved Sand Island Lighthouse just off the coast of Dauphin Island. The story says that a lighthouse keeper accidentally fell to hi s death from a catwalk high above the floor, and even today he still walks the island smoking his foul-smelling cigar. Whether it’s the ghostly spectacle of the Indian Shell Mound or a single apparition on the beach after sunset, the residents of this small barrier island at the mouth of Mobile Bay have learned to co-exist with their spirited neighbors, each respecting the other’s “space” be it in this life or the next.
Dauphin Island is just 33 miles south of Mobile at the end of the Dauphin Island Parkway. For information on accommodations, restaurants and attractions, please call 251-861-5524 or visit www.dauphinislandcoc.com. Dauphin Island is Alabama’s Family Beach Within Reach.
I'm Tiffany from Virginia and I wanted to share one of my stories with y'all. Okay, bear with me, these are usually long. :-) A little about me, I'm 25 and for as long as I can remember there has always been "something" in whatever environment that I could see, hear, or pick up on. I could write all night about personal experiences that I've had. I would like to share with you one about a place where I used to work. During 2005-2006 I worked in a residential facility for adults with developmental disabilities. The house itself was amazing, built pre-Civil War, and had tons of original things still inside. It was one of the last stops on the Underground Railroad before crossing into West Virginia. There were definitely 4 ghosts in residence and sometimes others that just passed through. The main house had 3 and the admin building (which was a converted barn) had 1. There was a woman, Emily, and 2 children in the main house. Emily was very protective of all of us and did not like people who took tours of the house or sometimes new staff. One time we had historians come through the house and Emily took the liberty of pitching 12 lunch boxes off the top of the fridge one by one then hurling the box fan across the kitchen. I quit briefly for about 2wks and my last morning there I was in the kitchen early making pancakes for everyone and she flipped my hair, which was to the middle of my back, over a shoulder and said something in my ear then the two kids laughed. That scared the crap out of me and I just waited outside until other staff got there. When I had to do the over nights she would fix my covers for me and turn off the TV if I left it on or if I actually turned it off, she'd turn it on. Emily wasn't too bad once you got used to her being there. I asked her very nicely to please not touch me or to show herself to me because it scared me. She never did after that, but she would still fix my covers. Now, the man in the admin building, Samuel, he was evil. He was a Union soldier that was found in the barn (admin building) and hung on the property. He hated me and another girl who worked there b/c we were blondes. The girl who turned him in was also a blonde. He never missed a chance to show himself, full solid body, to you. He chased the other girl through the parking lot one night. He was standing by my car as I was leaving one night. I also left one night and looked in my review mirror as I was pulling out to see him sitting in the back. I almost ran off the bridge! He would wait outside the window by the smoking porch and set off the alarm at 3am. He was very nasty and poor Emily would go nuts whenever he got near the house. It was certainly very interesting, that's for sure! Okay, sorry it was so long. I have a million stories from that place! I'll tell ya'll about the Raggedy Anne and Andy one time.
I have a few things that have occurred in my life that I can share with you. Not sure if you will find it of interest but you can be the judge of that. I have a few stories but the one that sticks out most in my mind is back when my Mother passed on. As they say you get signs around this time,funny things happen and some just pass it off as grieving. To me this was so much more. My Mother had passed away the night the Red Sox won the World Series here in Boston. Everyone around me was so excited but yet I felt there was something wrong,not right. As I had been calling my Mother all night. This has happened before though and everything would turn out alright. That night though It seemed I was already in mourning before finding out she had passed due to a heart attack. Not being able to shake this terrible empty feeling I went to her apartment where I met my sister only to discover our Mother on the floor. Weeks prior to this my Mother called me concerned as she was not feeling well and told me how she was in her parking lot one afternoon and didn't feel right. She had a hard time describing how she felt to me but had said that she could feel a rush of coldness go up her body and she could not move and then felt as though as she put it looking at her body from the outside. I could tell it made her nervous and she was trying to make some sense of it. I wonder to myself and actually belief that was her spirit trying to leave that day but instead it lingered on. So things started to happen as we prepared for my Mother's funeral really odd things. For one my pets were acting as if someone was with us meaning my immediate family myself and my boys. One time my cat which shes an old gal and my puppy were both on my bed staring at wall transfixed as to what they were seeing. Another time my puppy was looking at me as I sat in our living room growling and crying backing up as though she was afraid like she was looking right thru me it seemed. The night I had the strongest sign was the night before my Mother's funeral. I had been driving home from cleaning out my Mom's apartment and was feeling naturally depressed. I was pretty much broke and feeling very depressed and then I had this sudden urge to go and buy a scratch ticket in which I did and won $50. I then continued home and the whole ride it was weird I felt as though someone was in the back seat of our van. I just couldn't shake the feeling. When we parked I even turned to look in the back wandering why I felt that way. Now I'm in my house and my boys are all awake and its early. Everyone is going about their business. I was sitting at my computer and all of a sudden I was surrounded by the smell of my Mother's perfume. It was so strong and all around me. It was a perfume that she only wore in our family and none of her things were at my house yet. The smell was so intense so I decided I would walk down the hall to our kitchen area to see if the smell was out there. It wasn't so I was like hmm,thats strange. I started to head back to my room but only stopping at my oldest son's room who was grieving pretty badly to tell him I loved him. As I stood in his doorway all of a sudden that smell encircled me again and again my puppy was behind me and started whimpering and backing up on her hind legs afraid. I really didn't know what to think I only knew that the smell of my mothers perfume was shocking to me as it was so strong. I proceeded back to my room to sit on my computer and surf the net for a bit. When my second oldest son Michael came into my room and said to me "Ma,I don't want to sound weird here." I said to him no its ok whats wrong? He said well I was in the living room watching tv and I smelled Grandma's perfume all around me. I was like oh wow to myself. I told him I smelled it too. I consoled him and he went off back to watch tv. Then the smell came back once again but this time as I sat on my computer. I had a feeling I was being watched. I turned to look towards my bedroom door and there stood my Mother. Transparent but it was my Mother. She had a solemn look on her face and her apparation was all gray but it was my Mother. Naturally my mouth must have dropped and my eyes widened as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Then she disappeared as quick as she had appeared. Following this there were a series of things that happened and well I have gone on and on here so as not too make my story too long I will sum it up pretty much. We had occurences such as we were at my brothers house and some of us were crying and grieving. His lights in his house started going up and down. As though a power surge and his fire alarm went off also. On going home that night I was talking to my sister at 3 a.m in the morn on the phone when all of a sudden the shower radio went on in my bathroom. I told my sis to hold on thinking could one of the boys woke up but,nah it was too late. There the radio sat on my bathroom counter playing and the boys were all in bed. The freakiest thing was that the radio had no batteries how in the world was it playing? So this is one occurence I have had in my life. Probably the most profound for me although I have other stories I can tell later. If anyone has had a similar experience I would love to hear about it. Thank you for reading my story.
My Grandmother "Mémére"
As a Child Growing up my Grandmother was my Angel always there for me when I was in need she took me under her Wings. ~
My Grandmother Cordelia was very sick having many mini Strokes that started 12 years before with a full blown Stroke. She passed in May 1964.
My Heart was hurting I was having a hard time excepting this. ~
A week after she passed one night as I slept I was awaking. The room was dark and she was in a Glow of white smiling down on me and so Beautiful.
I was startled by this a first for me so I closed my eyes my Heart was racing and I said to her please don't come to me at night any more. ~
She never appeared to me again I feel so bad that I said that to her. A few years went by and a Friend of mine told me the reason why she appeared was to tell me not to grieve that she was out of pain and Happy. Through the years I have felt things around me heard my Name etc. ~
And today I wouldn't be scared seeing a Spirit at night I would Love to see her again. I miss my Grandmother so but I know she is in a Beautiful place with Children cuddling under her Wings.