Ghost Stories-page 1

This story takes place in Cedar Crest, New Mexico in about 1983.There is a
house in c.c. next to the Bella Vista restaurant on a dirt road off of the
main highway. I can’t remember the name of the road. The house is two
stories high but is actually 3 levels with an observation\greenhouse tower.
The top level is the master bedroom and small study with a ladder that leads
up to the tower. There is a door that leads to a wooden bridge that takes
you to the small parking area on a small hill. The second level is the
living room with a giant window that looks on a small pond at the bottom of
the hill with the parking area. The bottom level is the kitchen and a small
bedroom. There is a door in the kitchen that leads to the patio. My aunt and
uncle lived here for about a year. My uncle told me that from time to time
he would have a dream that he was trying to chase a black hooded figure from
the cars in the parking area. Every night very very late (3am or later) at
night the pipes would bang and knock .At least that what my uncle would tell
me. When I first heard the sound it sounded like somebody hitting the pipes
with a hammer very loudly .Very steady but not too fast. It did not seem to
me to be the pipes “knocking” but that’s my opinion. Other that this pipe
knocking thing nothing really happened, but I could never really relax at
night in that house. Just a general although fairly strong feeling of
unease. Well my aunt and uncle eventually moved out, and about two years
after that I meet a guy at work by the name of Joe B.I knew Joe for about 8
months before he happened to mentioned where he lived. I recognized the
house in cedar crest from his description. I asked if the banging still
occurred what ever it might be. He said yes and that it gave him the royal
heebie-jeebies mostly because he lived alone in the house. Well one day Joe
didn’t show up for work, no big deal. But then it stretched into a week.
Finally we at work found out that Joe had died, and that he actually died in
his house, and that he died of a HEART ATTACK in his bed. Joe was only 34
when he passed away. I thought it was real strange that he would die of a
HEART ATTACK at only 34 years of age in his bed. This news really freaked me
out and gave me great grief because Joe was my good friend. Personally I
think that something in that house scared him to death, and it was able to
do this because he lived there alone.I have never been back to the house
since hearing of Joe’s death. But whenever I drive through c. c. I look up
at the house and it’s still there, and I’m sure the “pipes” still knock in
the middle of the night. Paul A.
paulywalnutts@hotmail.com

In 1983, my mom moved into an old trailer, in the woods outside of a small
town called Grand Ronde in Oregon. To sum it up, here is a list of
occurrences that happened to around 10 people in and around the land of the
trailer in the woods:
1. I felt three fingers touch me on my back, a year later my brother felt a
whole hand touch his back both happened in the back bedroom, in the exact
same spot in broad daylight both times.
2. My ex-boyfriend was listening to music late at night, when he said the
covers were ripped off of him. He was very frightened.
3. Many people who stayed in the house, were awoken at exactly 3:15 am and
either felt a presence, or had just had a horrible nightmare.
4. My husband and I seen a whirring, black evil mist swirling around in the
living room. It was like a mass of negative energy.
5. On the night the local sheriff came to tell my mother that my brother had
died in Washington State, we pulled in the driveway and before we got out of
our truck, someone knocked on it three times. The trailer was in the woods,
and we knew there was no one around, as we had just pulled up (the trailer
sat on top of a hill).
6. The scariest moment I experienced was when my friend and I (we were
around 16 at the time) were just hanging out and it was around 11 pm, and we
heard this strange, loud, evil breathing coming closer and closer. We
couldn't tell where it was coming from and soon it was if the entire trailer
was breathing itself and it was as if the walls were themselves, taking
deep, evil gasps of air. The voice was raspy and very very terrifying. My
friend and I flew out of the house, and drove down to her parents’ house for
the night. Not many people belived us, until around 7-8 years later, my
other brother heard the exact same type of breathing. He is a very good
hunter, and has a keen sense of hearing. He could not pinpoint the direction
of the breathing, and said too, that it was if the whole trailer was
breathing. He said it eventually went away. He said it was quite terrifying.
I was just glad that finally someone else heard it too.
7. One night my husband and I were sleeping in the back of our pickup, under
a canopy, and we heard & felt what seemed like a large bird land on the top
of the truck and walk around with its talons clicking on the metal roof of
the canopy. We never heard any wings flapping before it landed. We jumped
out and there was nothing there and we didn't hear it fly away either.
8. One afternoon, my mom was alone at the trailer when she heard something
strange outside. She opened the trailer door and sitting right next to her
car was a giant bird. She said it was huge, around 4 ft tall and it was
staring at her. She threw some rocks and potatoes at it, and even though she
hit it a few times, it did not flinch. It finally flew down the path exactly
of her driveway and down the road. She could hear its giant wings flapping
as it flew away.
9. One sunny afternoon, my 2-year-old son and I were going to go to the
store, when we found both of our kitten’s dead. One was drowned in a pool of
rainwater that had collected in a giant garbage pail, and the other
apparently drowned too, but was on the ground next to the garbage pail. We
hadn't heard any meows, or splashing water, and the pail is right outside
the door. It was broad daylight, and the kittens were just fine not long
before they died. What's weird too, is that the kitten we gave to the
neighbor, from the same litter of kittens, also died mysteriously in their
yard one day. They just found it dead with no marks on it.
10. One night my husband, myself, my mom and my 9-year-old son (at the time)
were going to the store. When we got into the car, we noticed a small, red
beam of light shining on the ground near the forest floor directly in front
of us, in the dark. We all got out and looked at it, but it made no sound,
nor did it move. It was around 2 ft. off the ground and was a small, single
red beam of light, which did not appear to be a reflection, nor could we
pinpoint where it was coming from. We all watched it for a few minutes, and
when we got back from the store, it was gone.
11. On Halloween night in 1992 it was a dark, very rainy, very windy night
and my brother was alone at the trailer. He was awoken to the sound of my
recently deceased brother's radio going on full blast in the middle of the
night. He got up and turned it off, but was creeped out by it, and couldn't
sleep after that.
12. My mom couldn't sleep with her light off in her bedroom, because when
she did, something would come and sit on her chest and try choking her
sometimes. She would have dreams that she was wrestling with something and
that they would fall on the floor, and she would wake up in her bed ok. If
she left the light on, nothing bad would happen. She also would feel the
presence of someone or something standing in her doorway when the light was
off.
13. One night, my husband and I were sitting on the tailgate of our pickup
talking, when we heard someone talking at the end of the driveway, at the
bottom of the hill. The person sounded like he or she was alone, and was
saying incantations or chanting rythmitically. We went in the house.
14. One day, my brother was sleeping in my mom's room while she was at work
because that was the only bed in the house and he has just flown in from New
Mexico for a visit. While he was sleeping, he heard someone walk down the
hall right past the bedroom. (There's no door to the room) it woke him up
and when he woke up, he could still hear the tail end of the footsteps
reaching the end of the hall. There was no one there, and my Mom was at work
and did not return at all until later that evening, so it wasn't her or
anyone else.
15. There was a metal shed that stood next to the trailer. It was built in
1983. One day we noticed that it was bent badly from the inside out. We
don’t know what could have bent it, and pushed it with such force from the
inside. The entire side of it was crushed and mangled. A few years after we
moved out, I went by and made fun of the ghosts “not getting” us, about ½
mile later, my car’s alternator went out. A year after that, in a totally
different car, me being the genius that I am, went driving by the old
property and once again ridiculed at how we got away, and once again, ½ mile
down the road, my alternator went out again. All this really happened, and
is totally true. There are many witnesses to the strange occurrences that
went on there on that lonely country road called Ash Avenue in the Rock
Creek Hideout, in Grand Ronde, Oregon.
If you would like to know more please e-mail me. This trailer is gone, but
there is another house there now, and the people there own large pigs.
(Appropriate for that land) It was a very terrifying experience living there
and I am anxious to talk to the latest inhabitants on that land. We lived
there for 14 years.
Peace,

This story takes place in Albuquerque, New Mexico in 1993.My mother and I
were watching my aunt’s house while she was away for a few days. This house
used to belong to my grandfather and grandmother before they gave it to my
aunt .It is located on north 3rd street between Aztec and Headingly in Abq’s
north valley. This is the house I grew up in and lived in till I was 7 years
old. The house sits back away from the street with a long narrow gravel
driveway leading to the street. The front yard is separated from the
driveway by a medium sized chain-link fence. The front yard runs out to the
street and is fairly big. In the front of the house is a small greenhouse
with a brick floor .The greenhouse contains the washer and dryer but we
never really put any plants in it so other than the w\d it is empty. My
grandmother gave the house to my aunt after the death of my grandfather.
Right after my grandfather died and my grandma was still living in the house
she was watching TV in her room with my cousin at night. Her room sits at
the top of a small set of stairs. The bottom of the stairs is the foyer and
the front door that leads to the greenhouse there is another bedroom midway
up the stairs. This was my bedroom. The bottom of the stairs is also the
dining room. When you are in the upstairs bedroom and all the lights are off
downstairs it is pitch black down there and you cannot see anything. Well my
grandma and cousin were up there in the dark with only the TV on and they
heard my grandfather’s voice call out my aunt’s name from downstairs in the
dark (The aunt that eventually lived in the house is named Elsie) They heard
him call out 3 times. My grandmother moved out soon after that. When my aunt
moved in with her husband they they started experiencing strange things .My
uncle would watch TV in my grandma’s old bedroom (which they had converted
into a living room) till late into the night after my aunt already went to
bed. He would check the whole house to make sure everything was locked up
before going to bed. When he would get up before my aunt in the morning the
frontdoor to the greenhouse would be wide open. He said that he would also
hear someone in the kitchen while he was watching TV at night. The kitchen
was off of the dining room downstairs. Sometimes when my aunt and uncle
would come home from work the dogs would be running loose in the
neighborhood but they could never figure out how the dogs got out of the
yard. We have always had animals (dogs and cats). The dogs ALWAYS bark at
people walking or driving by on the street. Well the night my mother and me
were watching the house we were up in my grandmother’s old bedroom watching
TV when suddenly we heard the sound of someone urgently pounding on the
front door. Inside the greenhouse (which by the way is always kept locked).
The moment we heard the first knocking the dogs went crazy in the yard. Well
that scared us pretty good because we knew that no one could approach the
house or even walk by on the street without the dogs barking to alert us.
The dogs would even bark at family members. So NOBODY could get up to the
house without us knowing it. So how come the dogs didn’t bark until someone
was knocking on the door inside the locked greenhouse? There is a window in
the kitchen that looks into the greenhouse, but there is no light in the G-H
so when you look out the window you can’t see anything. Well that night I
still tried to see out that window but of course I couldn’t see a damm thing
.So I went out the front door into the green house and of course no one was
there. I checked the green house door and it was locked up tight. There have
been other things to happen here but this story is getting long so I’ll end
it there.
Paul A.
paulywalnutts@hotmail.com

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Possessed Doll Head

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I have never really told any one this until now. this happened last year and i still remeber it clearly.It might not scare you but scared me and my two friends a lot! I will start with when i was spending the night at one of my best friend's house. another one of my best friends was there too.well any way we were down at the creek making a bridge when this round head-like figure floated by. i went over to pick it up and discovered it was a glass doll head. it seemed to have been burn't in a fire because it was charred all over. well any way we thought is was really creepy so we decided to break it. so i went first and i threw it as far as i could and it landed on this big rock, but nothing happened it didnt have a scratch on it or any thing! so my friend tried, nothing happened. so my other friend finally picked it up and i guess she was going to go throw it away or something, but she tripped and drpped it and it cracked RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE! we were all really freaked out so we ran home and up to my friends room we got some candy to cheer us up but my friend started choking we thought the doll came back to punish us!! we were really scared! we never told any one and never talked about it among our selves and probaly never will! well i hope you liked my story!
Sent in by Becca
Marietta, Ga

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My Ghost