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When i was 11 i went on a school trip with
school. We went to Warwick castle and all arranged to go in the ghost tower.
As we were going round i felt somebody breathe on my neck i looked round but
there was nothing there. After that, outside the tower something tripped me
over. i was soooooo scared!! since then i never ever ever went on a trip
like that.
Stacey
When i was about 10 my mum and my brother lived in
this very old church when i was watching t.v i saw in the corner of my eyes
this object move i looked around with a jump but nothing was there so i
thought nothing of it the next day when i came home from school i was
walking down to my bedroom when this little boy in a sailor suit appeared in
front of me he walked down towards the back door and thats all i ever saw of
him.
Dana
When I was very young I started to see things in my room. I remember
waking up every night and seeing an old gentleman in my room just walking
around my bed. I was always so scared of him I would scream and scream but
it was like I was never screaming loud enough or no one could hear me. This
went on for years. I eventually learned to ignore it.
Any way when I was about 15 (still in the same house) I was going up the
stairs and when I looked up I came face to face with him, he totally took me
by surprise and I jumped right back down the stairs. I used to think I was
going crazy. But then one day totally out of the blue my friend called for
me. I was standing at the top of the stairs and told her to come on in.
When she came in I saw her looking over my shoulder. But thought nothing of
it. A couple of days later she told me she had seen a man standing behind
me.
That was the last time I saw him in that house. We moved and I was going
through a very bad time in my life I was about 20 years old and I was asleep
in my new room. I woke up all of a sudden and my bed was by the window and
all the street lamps were lit. I felt as though I was paralyzed in my bed
and couldn't talk or speak or move a muscle. There sitting on the bed
looking right at me was the man I hadn't seen in years. I finally just
closed my eyes as that was all I could do. And then I felt the presence
leave the room and I was able to move. That was the last time I saw the
man. Even though I have a feeling it is my grandfather he died when I was
six months old and he only saw me once I was his first granddaughter.
Ashley
There is
a few ghosts in my house! There is a boy who likes football and his
girlfriend wich i saw them first when i was just 5 years old! There is also
a little girl wich my mom brother and i saw! Then there was the little black
boy! My sister saw him! She also saw a little girl but she dosent like to
talk about it. Are house was built on corn feilds. Are house was suposably
built on a farm! But we still dont know why they came here! I havent seen
the ghosts in mabey about 3 years cause i am 10 years old now! I would love
to hear why they were here!
Ashley Wyller
One day me and my friends were in my house when my mom
wasn't home. we turned on the radio and we were just chillin, untill a door
slamed in the hall way. i walked into the hall way to see what it was and i
saw a 7 foot lady in a black dress tring to grabme. i ran out of my house
with all of my friends but i forgot to turn off my radio. after a while i
finnaly got the coarage to go back in my house. when i did i noticed that
my radio was OFF! all of asoden the fire alarm went off and i saw the same
7 foot tall lady in a black dress go right passed me, all the hairs on my
neck were standing straight up and i felt a cold chill rushdown my body. i
ran out of my house and didn't come back for 2 days
alyssa ward
When my
sister went round our dads mums house she needed to go to the toilet she
looked up and saw a blob of colours and huge eyes!
Sarah Maldon
When I was about 14, and friend and me were walking towards the woods that
run along the side of my house. The house is built deep in the forest of
North Carolina. As we entered the begining of the woods I felt a strong
push which knocked me to the groung. I jumped up ready to give my friend a
good one in the face. Just as I turned around, a huge 400 or more pound
pine tree branch fell exactly where I was standing. Had my friend not been
there I would have probably been killed. So I thanked him and we continued
on. We soon arrived at a swamp that was about a half mile into the dense
woods. My friend ventured on away from me and I heard a loud scream. I
looked up and I saw my friend running towards me hollaring "Run, Run!!!" I
looked beyond him to see what he was running from and across the swamp I saw
a large 3-dimensional shadow like creature or being standing about 7 ft
tall. I took off runing behind me friend. When we exited the woods we
remembered the tree branch falling. Whatever it was didnt want us in those
woods. The being, ghost, creature, spirit, whatever it was has been seen
four times since then around my house by three different people. To this
day I'm not sure what it was that I saw that day. I found a picture of my
great grandfather fishing at the outer banks one day and all you could see
of him was a black outlineing because of the way the sun was shining. He
was real tall. But if it was him why would he be trying to hurt me? To
this day, I've never been back into those woods.
Joshua Leviner
My great Grandma
and Grandad made shoes look new, (that was their job) unfortunately they
both died in a car crash. Their shop got sold to a women called Mrs
Greenfield who converted the shop into a house. The weirdest thing is that
in the hall Mrs Greenfield's shoes were always clean and neat. She thought
this was too spooky and moved out. 10 years later my family moved in and
nothing happened to our shoes. My Grandad and Grandma have rested in peace
now their family have moved in they feel comfortable because they trust us
now.
Jessica,15,Yorkshire.
About 6 years ago when we were on holiday in Malta, One of our friends told
us about these old Dungeons which were supposed to be haunted. the story was
about a woman who was going to be married that day but her husband was
arrested for something. He was hung in the Dungeon in his wedding suit. When
his soon-to-be wife heard the news she threw her self off the bridge outside
the Dungeon and drowned in the moat. On the anniversary of her death a
tourist was taking pictures (the moat has dried up and is now replaced by a
forest) and took a picture of the forest and when it was developed there was
something that had not showed up when he was just looking through the
camera. On the developed photo, Clearly visible was a woman in a white
wedding gown chained to a tree, We went to check it out the next day but
found nothing. there was a couple of plastic bags but nothing that looked
like a person. there was also an odd feeling at one end of the bridge, Kind
of like cold air. The lady in white has never been caught on camera again
but it feels like something is there
Anon
Two years ago I had a very spooky
experience. It started with a nightmare: I saw myself( I thought) running
thrue a field with thousand of angry people running after me. They had
fire with them and their faces were wild, full of hate, some of them scared.
they were shouting at me, but I could not hear them. I saw myself run and
run, while I was crying. I was very afraid. It was a horrible nightmare. and
then suddenly the sun rose, and I woke up. This continued for about a week.
then one day my grandfather calls me. He has something interesting to show
me... so I go to him. Hi has looked in my great grandfathers things, because
his garage needed to be cleaned up. He shows me and old foto album, with old
pictures. some of them were missing, others broken. One special picture got
my very attention. on the picture there was a young woman, only a bit older
than me. With her long dark hair, and the green eyes. Granddad told me that
she must have been, his grandmother. The picture was very old. the left
corner of the picture was missing. but I could still see her face. My face.
Now don't tell me that isn't spooky! the nightmares just stopped after I
had seen the picture. I still don't understand. My grandfather gave me the
picture, said I could do with it what ever I wanted. I kept it for a While.
but then on a holiday I stood on a ferry with the picture in my hand. Trying
to figure out what kind of people she was. and what happend to her. It was
very early, the sun was rising. And then the wind took the picture out of my
hands. I didn't do nothing but starring at it. it fell down on the waves and
dissapered as the ferry moved away. Sometimes i'm lying in my bed, half a
sleep, and half awake. And right before I fall into deep sleep I can sense
her, whoever she is.
Sophie
Well i lived in this house when i was really young i was woken up at this
time ever night and after 3/4 months i got really scared bc there was
something walking around in me room and it stop and looked right at me and
stared at me I WAS SO FRIGHTENED
Alison
My grandma lived with us
(me, my dad, my sister, and my mum). Every night she put the chairs on the
table so we didn’t trip if we needed to use the toilet. My grandma died and
we sold the house. We moved out. 2 weeks later we got a call and the lady
who moved in to our house said every morning when we get ready to have
breakfast the chairs are on the table.
Patrick
My grandma died the day
before her house burnt down I went to the wrecked house to see if there were
any remains. I saw my grandma standing in the middle of the house. I ran to
hug her when I grasped her my arms went straight through her a tried over
and over, then I just gave up.
Patrick
This is a true story, whether they be ghosts or a
timeslip or not I do not know.
I lived in Oakfields Way, Catherine-De-Barnes,Solihull. I know Solihull very well and this
incident occurred when I was about twenty-three years old, a short while before I left for
overseas.
In 1973 I was walking the dog 'Maggie' (named pre-Thatcher and nothing to do with her). I
walked down to the canal at Catney Bridge near the Boat Inn and then back along the path
towards Lugtrout Lane/Birmingham rather than the Hay Lane/Stratford direction. There was a
way up to the fields from there, the other side of the canal to Lugtrout. At the top of
the path a farming meadow swept down from a house at the top of the rise and the other
side from the canal dip was bordered by "Gallagher's Wood", as I knew it. Owned
by J.J. Gallagher, these acres have probably been built on now. But they were old woods,
old fenced, lots of silver birch but a real mix of oak and ash and undergrowth. There were
paths through to Damson Lane, I'm sure.
It was a late summer's afternoon, early September, warm, clear and bright. As you hear
about ghosts they arrive unexpected, but they are never quite as you imagine. As I crossed
the field and neared the fence, just beyond, within the edge of the wood was a small
coterie of three people deeply involved in animated discussion. Clear and sharp to my eye,
as I could illustrate them even now, they were all dressed in medieval garb, in green
leggings one of them and a reddish arm shirt as well as drab colours. In the flick of an
eye (I didn't turn my head) they were gone and though I crossed to the place with
intrigue, rather than fear, I could not find a trace.
I never saw them again, I went back several times and was never afraid to walk the dog
there. Whether or not these are ghosts, for your interest, this is what I saw - sharp and
definite. I am also convinced that these were authentic figures, not a contemporary group
dressing-up and playing 'Plantagenets' as is the wont of some, I know.
Dave Cubby
Dave Cubby, who has supplied you with the recollection of
the ghosts was a good childhood friend.
I am now living in Australia and would like to make contact. Blair Williams
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