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OK I was 12 years old when all this happened
OK I was in the car just hanging out with my cousin and her boyfriend and we were just driving along like usually so we went to see my other cousins new house and its right by a grave yard and so we went by the grave yard to get there and we saw the house and was heading to go drop me off at my house and we were like not even a mile away from the grave yard when we heard this song on country you probably know it, IM already there (I think that's the name but that's the coures)like IM already there take a look around yeah you got my drift but i was looking out the window and i heard a little girls voice singing so i just thought my cousin was doing her baby voice so i ignored it so like one second after my cousin turned around and asked if that was me i said no i thought it was you but she said it wasn't and i know it wasn't her boyfriend so we listened and thought he just changed his song but n e way it only sung the courses and then it would stop and my cousin said if you still here give us another sign (a fanatic like she is of ghost)but the little girl sang it again and then at the end of the song she said IM leaving now and it scared me so much.and the bad thing was i was in the back seat alone and nothing was in the seat beside me.and the next day my cousin said she heard that song on the radio and she didn't hear the little girl so when i hear that song it makes me shiver so bad. That song scares me.
Kristie

This tale happened to me when I was 19. I just left home for the 2nd time in my life and moved to another town (where I still live). Anyway, I got my first job as a computer/clerk and moved into a house with a woman and her four kids. The house was built early last century (20th) with a small porch at the front. next to the house was a disused garage on a block of land. One night I came back from a party, yes I was drunk, as i stumbled to put my key into the thousands of swirling locks, I suddenly had this awful feeling of someone watching me. Sure enough, there was an old woman wearing a white nightdress standing on some pile of dirt. How did this old woman get here, I mummbled and staggered into the house. I forgot about it until a few nights later I came home late from work, sober, and decided to go the back way. As I about to insert the key, I had that feeling again. I turned around and there she was again. Standing there glaring at me. I couldn't really see her face but her gray hair was all tangled as if she just got of bed. Impossible, i thought, the nursing home is ages away from here.

I left her to it. Now, comes the strangest bit. The old woman somehow had this thing against me. Strange things would happen. One night a mate of mine came over with a Video. We put it on and soon as the Vid started, the lights went on and off, windows started slamming, doors slamming, my mate's going nuts and ran out the door. The Vid cassest narrowly missed my head. I told him about the old woman and he told me never again is he coming back to the house. Another weird thing too. I was by myself one day and the woman's kids had this poofy poodle. Anyway, i was reading a book when a white fluff, thats the only word i can think of, came floating past me followed by the poofy poodle barking at it. I blinked then the poodle came running bacjk with the fluff chasing it. That was it. Old woman and a ghostly piece of fluff, I was out. That was very strange house that one was.

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My Mother's Ghost Story

I am 12, I have had a few ghost encounters, but none as scary and frightening as my Mums, she once lived in Holland, with her best friend, In a flat. They lived just below a woman who got drunk practically every night. One night, my mother had been drinking and had a banging headache looking forward to a good nights sleep, when the woman upstairs got in, very drunk as usual, but that night, the drunken woman was unusually loud, banging around, smashing things and moving furniture, my mother was very tired, and said out loud "Grr, I wish you would just drop dead" she didn't really mean it, she was just tired and annoyed. The next day my Mum got home from work and saw lots of police standing around the flat upstairs, and my mother asked what was going on, the police officer said that earlier today, the woman above your flat just dropped dead.

My mother was flabbergasted and went to bed that night with a terrible feeling. She finally dropped to sleep but woke up later that night, the room was freezing cold, but the windows and doors were all shut. Then my Mum saw this white misty figure appear in front of her, she then realised that the figure was the ghost of the woman upstairs, the one thing that my Mother didn't understand was that the ghost was dressed in victorian clothes. The ghost bent down, right next to my Mum, my Mum sat up, she could feel the icy breath on her face, the the ghost stuck her hands out and was moving them closer and closer to my Mums waist, my Mother thought, I f this woman touches me, i'll scream. The ghost got so near, just about to touch when it dissapeared , my Mother screamed anyway and awoke her best friend, her best friend told her it was her imagination, but my Mum knew it was all real...

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The name of this story is: Not just a guilty conscience

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Even though I don't live in West Virginia, this still makes for a good story. The story starts in Detroit, MI. My Grandparents old house. My Grandma is from Guam (that is an island in the Pacific) she believes in God and knows what it takes to be brave. One day she was at home, in Michigan, when a knock came to the door it was her brother and all he said was "good-bye" and left. As she closed the door she got a call from her sister saying that her brother died 2 hours ago. Four years later she moved into a house in Mount Clemens. Ever since I can remember somebody was there. Every night I slept there funny things would happen like in the middle of the night you would hear somebody walking, turning on/off the water, lights would turn on and off, and if you turned around fast enough you would see a figure. One night it was my nana and I she tucked me in and soon after fell asleep. As I lie awake somebody walked in my room turned on the light kissed me and said goodnight been used to it yet still afraid I said in a scared voice "goodnight " and fell a sleep. Now you might think I am making it up, and I don't doubt you but if you ever come to Michigan be careful they might come for you!

I'm from Walton on Thames which is in quite a large county called Surrey in England.

I have always had my fair share of encounters with the supernatural and have grown up to not be afraid of the afterlife.

The story I'm going to tell is the very first experience I had. I was about 8 or 9 years old at the time (its quite difficult to remember) and the school I went to was previously an all boys school (by the time I got there it was mixed) there were always rumours of certain parts of the school being haunted but I think everyone, including me, put it down to those urban legend type of rumours, I think the older ones had fun trying to scare the younger pupils but I don't think anyone though it to be true.

One day we were having a lesson in the library (its probably best if I try and explain how the library was situated, it is on the ground floor of the largest block in the school and to get to it you have to go down a very dimly lit corridor, at the end of the corridor you have the entrance to the gym hall to your right and on your left you had a few steps going up to the door of the library) when the lesson was over we were making our way back to the classroom when our teacher remembered she had left a book in the library, she sent myself and another girl called Natalie back to fetch it.

As myself and Natalie turned the corridor leading to the library we saw a boy of about 16-17 walking in front of us, he looked very real, like you could reach out and touch him. He was wearing a white shirt that was slightly messy and untucked from his trousers, whixh appeared to be war time, combat type trousers with black boots. As suddenly as he appeared he vanished. I wasn't sure if it was me imagining things but when Natalie piped up "did you see that" I knew I wasn't.

We searched the gym and the library high and low but there was no sign of him.

It was about a year later that I noticed a plaque on the gym wall which was in memory of a boy that had been a pupil at the school (when it had been an all boys school) who got killed in WWII while on a navy ship. Some of the wood from inside the ship was used for the shelves for the library.

I am convinced to this day that it was that boys ghost we saw.

Hi my names Scott. While growing up I moved around a lot though we did live in one house for four years, and this is where my stroy happens. the house was in an old tenement (flats) built in 1820 in Dundee -scotland- and it seemes that it had history.

my first experiance occured while my cousin was sleeping over, i was 9 and not easily frightend but this freaked me out. we (me and my cousin) where sleeping in the living room because it was warmer than my room (it was winter). we were both asleep and it was the early hours of the morning, I heard a noise and looked up. by the fire was this thing, I have no idea what it was but it looked like a midjet gargolye, i started to shake, I hit my cousin to wak him up and he turned around and apon seeing the thing he gave a small shriek, the thing looked at us, put a clawed "finger to its mouth and utterd "shhh" then it bounded over the chair and dissapered (it couldent have left the room without us seing it as we where by the door). we told my mum but she just laughed.

the sconed thing that happend frequently was the bathroom taps whould go on by them selves also one time we woke up to find ketchup all over the kitchen floor, I mean EVERYWARE not just in one blob and bits of the bottle lying around the kitchen.

the last thing that happend when my friend was sleeping over, it was late and my mum had whent out to the petrol station to get some snacks for us, we were sitting in the living room and i had decided to play a board game. I whent into my room to get it, leaving the light off because i knew where it was, i picked it up and turned to leave when i saw, about 6 feet from the floor, a head flot through the wall. io froze absolutlty terrified. It stopped and tunend. it looked at me, right at me. I screamed and bolted franticaly to the living room. I told my friend what i saw but he did not believe me and whent to cheak it out. He saw nothing. A few months later we moved.