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Ghost Story that just happened to me
Posted on 3/13/23 at 9:05 pm
Posted on 3/13/23 at 9:05 pm
I originally posted this on OT and they anchored it for some reason.
I'm agnostic about ghosts, I just say I'm open minded. I don't believe or not believe in ghosts.
I have lived in my house for just over 6 years. Never really had a ghostly encounter, other than just human nerves from time to time.
Until two weeks ago, and again tonight.
Two Saturdays ago, family get-together. At one point my wife and her sister sneak out to the garage for sister-talk, and it's also where my wife's hobby table is. Yes, I am aware than I am a cuck for allowing my wife to claim square footage in my garage, but that's for another topic. Anyway, me and my brother in law are sitting down inside making small talk. The door knob on the door to the garage starts turning back and forth, so I figure these wine-drunk women must have locked themselves in, so I get up and walk over and open the door. They are both on the other side of the garage by the hobby table and they said "can we help you?" like I was interupting their chit chat. I explained the door knob was turning back and forth and I thought they were trying to get in, they just rolled their eyes and went back to their chit chat, and I chalked it up to "well, one of them had to be trying to open that door" and my BIL as a witness agreed.
I didn't think much about until tonight.
I'm sitting at my computer, kid in bed, wife got an emergency on-call so had to drive in to work. Home alone.
I heard clickety bang click clack. What the frick was that? I went up stairs and the child was sound asleep, looked all around the house to see if the cat knocked some shite off off a bathroom counter, nothing. Finally opened the basement door (not the garage door, but right next to it) and there's a bottle of ant poison and a putty knife just laying on the threshold, previously in a door-hung basket. They just hopped out of the basket all by themselves and onto the floor.
A 3rd thing I just thought of while typing this, my child decided this week he doesn't want to sleep alone anymore because he's scared. He's never been scared of the dark before, but kids are kids so I didn't think anything of it. Just now putting two and two together. Now I'm wondering if he's seeing spooky shite lately too. I don't want to ask him, because I don't want to put stuff in his mind, parents understand what I mean.
I'm agnostic about ghosts, I just say I'm open minded. I don't believe or not believe in ghosts.
I have lived in my house for just over 6 years. Never really had a ghostly encounter, other than just human nerves from time to time.
Until two weeks ago, and again tonight.
Two Saturdays ago, family get-together. At one point my wife and her sister sneak out to the garage for sister-talk, and it's also where my wife's hobby table is. Yes, I am aware than I am a cuck for allowing my wife to claim square footage in my garage, but that's for another topic. Anyway, me and my brother in law are sitting down inside making small talk. The door knob on the door to the garage starts turning back and forth, so I figure these wine-drunk women must have locked themselves in, so I get up and walk over and open the door. They are both on the other side of the garage by the hobby table and they said "can we help you?" like I was interupting their chit chat. I explained the door knob was turning back and forth and I thought they were trying to get in, they just rolled their eyes and went back to their chit chat, and I chalked it up to "well, one of them had to be trying to open that door" and my BIL as a witness agreed.
I didn't think much about until tonight.
I'm sitting at my computer, kid in bed, wife got an emergency on-call so had to drive in to work. Home alone.
I heard clickety bang click clack. What the frick was that? I went up stairs and the child was sound asleep, looked all around the house to see if the cat knocked some shite off off a bathroom counter, nothing. Finally opened the basement door (not the garage door, but right next to it) and there's a bottle of ant poison and a putty knife just laying on the threshold, previously in a door-hung basket. They just hopped out of the basket all by themselves and onto the floor.
A 3rd thing I just thought of while typing this, my child decided this week he doesn't want to sleep alone anymore because he's scared. He's never been scared of the dark before, but kids are kids so I didn't think anything of it. Just now putting two and two together. Now I'm wondering if he's seeing spooky shite lately too. I don't want to ask him, because I don't want to put stuff in his mind, parents understand what I mean.
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Posted on 3/13/23 at 9:28 pm to deeprig9
Do you have any pentagrams, upside down crosses or relics that celebrate your dark lord Satan?
Posted on 3/13/23 at 9:39 pm to deeprig9
I've had some weird things happen. Nothing in the last few years, though.
Got weird enough in one house I had all of the locks changed just because. Yeah, it may not help with the supernatural, but just in case the weirdness was natural.
Got weird enough in one house I had all of the locks changed just because. Yeah, it may not help with the supernatural, but just in case the weirdness was natural.
Posted on 3/13/23 at 9:55 pm to Peter Buck
There's an RA Miller devil hung on the landing on the staircase, and there's an Anton Levay book or two laying around somewhere.
Posted on 3/13/23 at 9:57 pm to GoldenDawg
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Got weird enough in one house I had all of the locks changed just because. Yeah, it may not help with the supernatural, but just in case the weirdness was natural.
Please expound.
Posted on 3/13/23 at 10:04 pm to deeprig9
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Please expound.
Maybe tomorrow. It's late.
Posted on 3/13/23 at 10:13 pm to GoldenDawg
With the time change, it's really only 10 in your mind, not really that late. Don't be a slave to the globalists.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 12:38 am to deeprig9
I live in the barracks so I imagine spooky stuff has happened there all the time just can’t recall anything as of late or to me in that matter but as i kid I remember clear as day one night sleeping soundly one night Then being awaken to a shadowy figure just hovering over my face me taken aback I kinda sunk into my bed and I remember literally watching it literally like float like kinda run away into the hallway away from my room and then the bed shook
Posted on 3/14/23 at 6:07 am to deeprig9
I had a dream once where I was being carried through the air by a raven with a woman's head and silver talons. I grabbed one of her wings and we fell to the ground. There was a sword on the ground which I used to stab it and said 'In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to leave.' I woke up with all of the hairs on the back of my neck standing. Trippiest dream I've ever had.
This was before we had children so it was just me and my wife. I sat up in bed and repeated the 'In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to leave.' Clear as day I heard a heard a deep voice ask 'Why?' Weirdest thing was I wasn't afraid when I heard it.
This was before we had children so it was just me and my wife. I sat up in bed and repeated the 'In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to leave.' Clear as day I heard a heard a deep voice ask 'Why?' Weirdest thing was I wasn't afraid when I heard it.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 6:08 am to deeprig9
Can't kids see spirits when they are young?
Gotta ask the boy.
Gotta ask the boy.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 6:08 am to deeprig9
I've posted my two experiences before. Still not sure about it but one scared the hell out of me.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 6:12 am to SCDawg95
Lived in an old house in Tifton Probly built late 1800s it was split into 5 apartments. Huge house. Woke up one night and saw what looked like a teenage boy with 1970s looking hair and clothes standing at the foot of my bed. He disappeared quickly.
The weirdest thing now is I live in a house that my wife and I built just 4 years ago on land my family has owned for over 60 years. Something keeps tickling my foot at night. How ever when we were excavating for the footings we did find evidence of an old home site.
The weirdest thing now is I live in a house that my wife and I built just 4 years ago on land my family has owned for over 60 years. Something keeps tickling my foot at night. How ever when we were excavating for the footings we did find evidence of an old home site.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 6:25 am to deeprig9
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my child decided this week he doesn't want to sleep alone anymore because he's scared
You should ask him what changed to make him want to sleep with you. Not only just to understand what’s going on with him but to see if he had some interaction with whatever may be taunting you.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 7:09 am to deeprig9
Move with haste
Posted on 3/14/23 at 8:35 am to deeprig9
Possible explanations;
1). wife and her sis pranked you. wiggled door and ran back.
2). Rat knocked poison out of basket.
3). Kids get scared of shadows... so do adults.
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Now, door knob thing. I grew up in an old house (100+). People were born and died in the home.
One wing always freaked me out. It is the wing that two of my sisters lived in. When teens, we were playing hide and seek. I thought my youngest sis and her friend were hiding in the bathroom. I went to push it open and it got pushed back closed. I was like, I got you!
They were both down stairs and nobody else was in the house. I got the door open and nobody in the bath room.
I am getting chills writing it right now and that was a LONG time ago.
1). wife and her sis pranked you. wiggled door and ran back.
2). Rat knocked poison out of basket.
3). Kids get scared of shadows... so do adults.
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Now, door knob thing. I grew up in an old house (100+). People were born and died in the home.
One wing always freaked me out. It is the wing that two of my sisters lived in. When teens, we were playing hide and seek. I thought my youngest sis and her friend were hiding in the bathroom. I went to push it open and it got pushed back closed. I was like, I got you!
They were both down stairs and nobody else was in the house. I got the door open and nobody in the bath room.
I am getting chills writing it right now and that was a LONG time ago.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 9:55 am to GhostOfFreedom
One of my experiences scared the bejeezus out of me. I was metal detecting with my Dad way back up in the woods near the Savannah River on what was an old home site. Being where it was near an old road that existed since the 1700s, the area had activity (dwellings) from the 1700s to current. We have found stuff from colonial homesites to Civil War to everything in between and after.
This particular place was an old homesite not far from the river. It was once an old field with a slight hill top on which the house stood. Now, it still is a field but a pine forest - planted in rows for harvesting. Bordering one side is creek/draw and the other an old oak forest. At the edge of the oak forest we found a grave marker made of pine that turned to fat lighter with a date that partially read 18.. (the last two unreadable). This site was also fairly close to the major roadway back then.
The day in question was early summer and hot. In the pine field/forest were also scattered bushes/small trees, so the ground not only had pine straw but leaves, too. Those of you who have spent time in the woods during hot/dry season know that you can't walk quietly.
It was morning when we went. Hot with no air movement. Just stagnant, so to speak. I was on one side of the place and my Dad was on the other out of eyesight and sound. I usually detect with my head down watching what I'm doing but look up a bit, too. Even with my small headphones I can still hear everything around me. I hadn't been then but roughly an hour or so before I started feeling uneasy, like someone was watching me. It was deathly quiet - not a sound except my steps and detector head sweeping the ground. It's like the hair stood up on the back of my neck. Very uneasy.
After a few minutes, I shook it off and went back to detecting. Then it happened again but this time stronger. And I was starting to get a bit nervous. At the very moment I looked up I saw a man walking roughly 20-30 yards from me. He was dressed in a Confederate uniform - grey woolen shirt, pants, etc. He continued walking and turned to look at me before disappearing in the trees.
Mind you, there was no sound. Nothing. No wind, no birds. No footsteps from him. Nothing. He was walking with no sound at all. And vanished. I couldn't really make out his eyes but I knew he was looking at me as his head was turned in my direction.
I got out of there, running. My Dad? He laughed at the story. We have been there prior to that event and many times after. That's the only time I've ever felt that or had any experience.
This particular place was an old homesite not far from the river. It was once an old field with a slight hill top on which the house stood. Now, it still is a field but a pine forest - planted in rows for harvesting. Bordering one side is creek/draw and the other an old oak forest. At the edge of the oak forest we found a grave marker made of pine that turned to fat lighter with a date that partially read 18.. (the last two unreadable). This site was also fairly close to the major roadway back then.
The day in question was early summer and hot. In the pine field/forest were also scattered bushes/small trees, so the ground not only had pine straw but leaves, too. Those of you who have spent time in the woods during hot/dry season know that you can't walk quietly.
It was morning when we went. Hot with no air movement. Just stagnant, so to speak. I was on one side of the place and my Dad was on the other out of eyesight and sound. I usually detect with my head down watching what I'm doing but look up a bit, too. Even with my small headphones I can still hear everything around me. I hadn't been then but roughly an hour or so before I started feeling uneasy, like someone was watching me. It was deathly quiet - not a sound except my steps and detector head sweeping the ground. It's like the hair stood up on the back of my neck. Very uneasy.
After a few minutes, I shook it off and went back to detecting. Then it happened again but this time stronger. And I was starting to get a bit nervous. At the very moment I looked up I saw a man walking roughly 20-30 yards from me. He was dressed in a Confederate uniform - grey woolen shirt, pants, etc. He continued walking and turned to look at me before disappearing in the trees.
Mind you, there was no sound. Nothing. No wind, no birds. No footsteps from him. Nothing. He was walking with no sound at all. And vanished. I couldn't really make out his eyes but I knew he was looking at me as his head was turned in my direction.
I got out of there, running. My Dad? He laughed at the story. We have been there prior to that event and many times after. That's the only time I've ever felt that or had any experience.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 10:05 am to GhostOfFreedom
I have only had one unexplainable experience in my life and it freaked me out!
I was around 16, staying up late to sneak my girlfriend into my parents house for a hook up session. We have this downstairs game room area where there are doors to the outside deck. My parents room is on the other side of the house so no worries of them hearing anything. I’m outside smoking a cigarette (I promise no drugs that night) and I see this figure walking in the woods but not walking, floating, with this bright blue light surrounding her. It looked exactly like the lady that passed away across the street. And where I saw it was the exact same area she fell down the stairs to her death. She was older and slipped down her back stairs on the side of her deck and her husband found her body. I didn’t know that story. My parents told me that later. I was just told she passed away. Remember my girlfriend was on her way to my house. She pulled up and had to park in the street literally 20 feet or so from where I saw the figure. I was a coward and ran inside never been so scared in my life because it was so creepy. When she called me saying she had made it I came back outside just in time to see her running up the yard. She’s out of breath and tells me that she heard something following her. She thought it was an animal and I didn’t have the heart to tell her my story.
Never had any other experiences but that feeling I will never forget. It was sheer terror and I knew I was seeing something out of the ordinary.
I was around 16, staying up late to sneak my girlfriend into my parents house for a hook up session. We have this downstairs game room area where there are doors to the outside deck. My parents room is on the other side of the house so no worries of them hearing anything. I’m outside smoking a cigarette (I promise no drugs that night) and I see this figure walking in the woods but not walking, floating, with this bright blue light surrounding her. It looked exactly like the lady that passed away across the street. And where I saw it was the exact same area she fell down the stairs to her death. She was older and slipped down her back stairs on the side of her deck and her husband found her body. I didn’t know that story. My parents told me that later. I was just told she passed away. Remember my girlfriend was on her way to my house. She pulled up and had to park in the street literally 20 feet or so from where I saw the figure. I was a coward and ran inside never been so scared in my life because it was so creepy. When she called me saying she had made it I came back outside just in time to see her running up the yard. She’s out of breath and tells me that she heard something following her. She thought it was an animal and I didn’t have the heart to tell her my story.
Never had any other experiences but that feeling I will never forget. It was sheer terror and I knew I was seeing something out of the ordinary.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 10:17 am to MSGADawg5988
Man that reminds me of my parents house. There’s a really old grave yard in the woods behind their house. When I was in highschool we had this dog and she mostly stayed outside in the back yard. Late at night if you looked out there sometimes she would be running around following and playing with people that I couldn’t see. This is giving me chills typing this out.
Also in that same house our other dog came came up into my room one night and was just staring at something in the corner of the room growling.
Also in that same house our other dog came came up into my room one night and was just staring at something in the corner of the room growling.
This post was edited on 3/14/23 at 10:20 am
Posted on 3/14/23 at 12:30 pm to Griffindawg
My grandparents had a piano in their formal dining room that my grandma used to play before her passing many years ago. Remember my parents dropping me off there as a kid some Saturdays while they’d run errands, it’d just be me, my brother, and my grandma chilling in her kitchen and rolling pennies or watching PBS on their old portable TV that sat on their kitchen bar.
And then the damn piano would start to play in the other room. Not just random banging of keys but like a simple melody. We could all hear it clear as a bell. I would assume it was my grandpa messing with us but it would turn out he wasn’t home or was outside morning the lawn - it was just the three of us in the kitchen. Wed investigate it and sure enough the thing would stop playing the moment we opened the door into the dining room. My grandma was so chill about it, like “yeah of course it just plays when it wants to”.
I’ve asked my dad about it since, seeing as he grew up with the thing in the same house. He just matter of factly believes that the thing is haunted by a ghost and it just plays itself sometimes. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s like the one steadfast thing that side of my family believes: there is in fact a haunted piano that a ghost plays in their house and since it doesn’t frick with anyone or anything else, they’re just cool with accepting it as it is.
And then the damn piano would start to play in the other room. Not just random banging of keys but like a simple melody. We could all hear it clear as a bell. I would assume it was my grandpa messing with us but it would turn out he wasn’t home or was outside morning the lawn - it was just the three of us in the kitchen. Wed investigate it and sure enough the thing would stop playing the moment we opened the door into the dining room. My grandma was so chill about it, like “yeah of course it just plays when it wants to”.
I’ve asked my dad about it since, seeing as he grew up with the thing in the same house. He just matter of factly believes that the thing is haunted by a ghost and it just plays itself sometimes. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s like the one steadfast thing that side of my family believes: there is in fact a haunted piano that a ghost plays in their house and since it doesn’t frick with anyone or anything else, they’re just cool with accepting it as it is.
Posted on 3/14/23 at 1:13 pm to tylerdurden24
I met a short Italian ghost in the bathroom of a bar in Philadelphia. I asked him his name and he whispered.
You guessed it
Frank Stallone.
You guessed it
Frank Stallone.
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