Thread: Seriously, has anyone seen ghosts or has any real ghost or any other strange stories.

I've heard some supposedly real ghost stories, the most common being just-dead relatives visiting to bid goodbye. I think I read Andre saying something about seeing ghosts. I wonder if anyone here has their own real stories about ghosts. C'mon, don't be shy, share your stuff here if you have any - ghost, UFO or any other strange stories.

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Just kiddin'. No. I don't believe there's such thing. I believe in the holy spirit though.

had a friend who had an exorcism done on his house when he was living with his parents.

Never noticed anything though when I was there. Seemed a bit of an out there thing to do to be honest.

Originally Posted by OumaFan

had a friend who had an exorcism done on his house when he was living with his parents.

Never noticed anything though when I was there. Seemed a bit of an out there thing to do to be honest.

Did anything happen during the exorcism?

I haven't ever seen a ghost or anything but I have always been open to the idea of them. I've heard many stories but never had any real life experiences with any spirits or anything.


I've also wondered about UFO's and Aliens and that stuff as well.

I lived in a house that was a Kentucky monument or something of that sort. Anyways, we got flooded out and had to scramble quick for a house, ended up in this house is this backward ass town by Fort Campbell. It was a monstrous, truly breathtaking house built in the late 1800's that was what is known as a sharecropper's house. Never slaves in the house but there was a fairly big property and up the road there was what was formerly a tobacco field that the sharecropper's worked at. In the yard of the house were a bunch of old shacks that entire families would live in. Every once in a while we would find something in the yard that must have belonged to the families a hundred years prior. I always found that creepy but never saw any ghosts.

Inside the house was amazing, giant living room, huge spiral staircase, in the master bed room was a giant canopy bed that was supposedly Andrew Johnson's bed when he stayed in Kentucky and had been moved into the house when built and apparently built around. That led a lot of people in the town to think that the bed had been built around, and that Andrew Johnson's wife took particular fondness to it and demanded the house built around it. This of course was all false, Johnson died 20 years before the house was ever built. The bed was incredible though, had a giant canopy and was all solid wood. My parents were able to fit their bed in the frame and it turned out great.

But the people of the town, who were born on top of a nuclear wastefield I believe because that town, Lafayette, Kentucky is as backwards as you can get. They believed that the bed was visited at night by Johnson's wife and would always pester my family about the bed. It was quite weird. No ghosts though. The closest I can come was when I was in second grade watching America's Most Wanted on the bed and seeing this old lady murderer. She was quite old and scary looking and the house was so giant and spread out that it was like a Shakesperian stage, I could have been stabbed in the lower right corner and those in the room at the top left would not have heard. Well I pictured her just popping up in the window with the dark behind her like Freddy would. That was it.

Also from those days, every year in Elementary school we took a trip to the Jefferson Davis monument. Jefferson Davis was born in Christian County in Kentucky, which included Lafayette and the much more civilized town Hopkinsville which was where I went to school, but was more famous for leading the Confederacy as President during the Civil War.

Elementary school in the South is a lot about learning your town's history, lots of history in the South and most of the field trips we took were to places like downtown and to the monuments to find out how our town was a big deal at one time. So anyways, the monument while tasteless by my now refined California liberal standards, was pretty nice looking. It was located in the back half of a very grassy park over a lot of rolling hills, picnic benches, statues ect. It was very nice. You had to walk across this whole beautiful park before you get to the monument for the guy who fought to uphold slavery and while it's probably among the taller buildings in Kentucky, it managed to sneak up on you from behind a hill.

It's a very tall monument by Southern standards where the tallest things in every town is the water tower. It's a tall, gray, concrete needle shaped building much the same as the Washington Monument in DC. Now at this point, it was great as I had no idea who Jefferson Davis even was in 2nd grade, only knew he was born in my county. They didn't tell us that he was the guy who if his team had prevailed, half the kids in my class would be in shackles on our plantation. Not exactly someone worthy of having a monument but whatever, that's the South and a very proud region.

So in second grade, for whatever reason, we got to go inside and to the top. Why they ever allowed us to go inside is beyond me. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. First of all, the whole place is incredibly small, only a small elevator lift in the middle and a set of stairs that hugged the walls of the building. So there was basically the elevator in the middle and about 2 feet of clearance to either side before you hit the stairs, after the stairs the wall. It was as narrow as it looked. If you looked up, you could see a couple stories of floor above us outside the shaft but not many. I think it got more floors in the renovation they did.

The insides were concrete like the outside, which isn't as nice of a touch inside then it is out. I hope the Washington monument has some dry wall at least. Our elevator is like I said, a lift and the sides were only a fence material so we could see the concrete walls all the way to to the top. The top by the way was a cramped room with about a 2ftx2ft window with bars that you could see a fair distance out of. But the concrete walls we saw on the walls on the way up were FILLED with the worst things you could imagine. Very racist stuff on the walls, lots of N words and lots of nooses and things of that sort. I can't believe they let us in there to see all that. And I can't understand how a monument even contains that? Even my teacher told the elevator operator that she didn't think it was right they let us to the top and this was after most the class had gone up only a few people at a time.

No ghosts but definitely a bad energy unlike any I've ever felt in that monument.

I've heard a couple...

The most credible was one told to me by my brothers friend who was a police officer... All this had gone in the police report so to that extent, no one was bullshitting..

A family owned this small shop.. The mother was actually in hospital getting some minor operation done, and her son was looking after the shop during her short stay in the hospital.
Anyway, one night, the shop was being robbed about 1am in the morning, and the silent alarm had gone off and alerted the son who lived not to far away, and the police...
The son immediately rushed to the shop and saw the back door still open, so he went in to investigate.. He looked around a bit, but as he was entering one of the front rooms, his mobile rang... He answered, but the signal was fuzzy and he couldn't hear the person speaking, so he went out the back to get better reception.. It turned out it was his mother in hospital.. She had just gotten out of surgery and was telling him she was okay.. He didn't tell her about the robbery as he didn't want to worry her, so the phone call ended, and he waited out the front for the police..

Here is where it gets freaky... The police arrived, checked over the place,,, nothing was wrong or it appeared not much had been taken. So they took the security tapes and left... Upon watching the security tapes, the police saw that when the son had entered the shop, the robber was still in there.. He was hiding behind a door, holding a baseball bat in the air ready to hit the son.... The sons phone rang JUST as he was about to enter the room with the robber in, and having to go back out to get reception, had saved him from getting beaten, and the robber ran out and escaped out the back without being seen..

So PRETTY fucking lucky!!!!

Here is the freaky freak thing... Eventually they told the mother about it and said how lucky it was she called right at that moment or it could have been a lot worse.... The thing was, the mother had not made any phone call.. It would be absolutely impossible, because, she was actually in the middle of surgery at the time the phonecall was made.. As a part of the medical report, their was a complication, and her heart had actually stopped beating for a minute or so before they could bring her back around..

THAT, is one thing that is simply amazing to me, and definetly something that cannot explained in any normal way

No ghost stories from me, just a UFO one. I suddenly woke up at about 3 AM one morning and last time that happened someone was trying to break into my window, so anyways i walk to the window and look out. No ones there, but these lights in the sky catch my attention. These three balls of light about 3x times the size of a star flying round the sky. Its not like they were a plane or anything I had seen before, they would hover there for a bit then suddenly shoot upwards or horizontally at such acceleration that there no way it was a plane or anything like that. I wish I had a video camera, as it was amazing, now everytime im outside at night I always check the sky to hopefully see it again.

I know a Ghost. He lives up the street from me. He got a brother name Stranger and cousin name Oso.

I believe I saw a ghost when I was still a child.



What about it pare?

There have been times where I would turn my head, and for a split instant I'd see a light and then it would just vanish. It looked a lot like like coming in from windows, but it would be white, and it would give off no illumination. This happens every now and then.

Something else that has happened is sometimes I will hear what sounds like a loud pop from a hand clap, like someone clapping their hands together. Once it happened with me and several family member sitting in the living room, and we heard it, and someone asked who clapped their hands, but I was looking and I saw no one had done it. A couple of years later I was sitting at the computer home alone and heard the hand clap noise behind me... I never gave it any thought or anything...

There's also been times where I could hear someone calling my name...

Originally Posted by Clubber

There have been times where I would turn my head, and for a split instant I'd see a light and then it would just vanish. It looked a lot like like coming in from windows, but it would be white, and it would give off no illumination. This happens every now and then.

Something else that has happened is sometimes I will hear what sounds like a loud pop from a hand clap, like someone clapping their hands together. Once it happened with me and several family member sitting in the living room, and we heard it, and someone asked who clapped their hands, but I was looking and I saw no one had done it. A couple of years later I was sitting at the computer home alone and heard the hand clap noise behind me... I never gave it any thought or anything...

There's also been times where I could hear someone calling my name...

Did the lights in your house went on and off when you hear those clappings?

When I was in Okinawa, my dad worked for the US Army in one of the bases there and there was this well-known incident at that base, where the battle site called 'Item Pocket' is located, that supposedly happened several times. According to the story, the guards manning the guardpost there would sometime encounter a GI Joe in WWII outfit who seemed to come from nowhere and asked the guards, 'hey buddy, you got some lights?' After a guard lighted up the soldier's cigarette, he smiled wanly, thanked him, turned and walked away, and seemed to disappear in thin air. I've been to that base many times and always felt it to be an eeeeeeerie place.

I see dead people

Originally Posted by Bilbo

I see dead people

Haha!





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