Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Did a ghost try to communicate with me about her death?

Okay It First started out when I moved to an apartment were I use to live when I was a little girl. We moved in into our uncle’s house and the second week we had stayed there I had a nightmare.

I had a dream about this little girl who got stabbed more than 5 times in the chest. At first I felt like I knew this girl for more than my life. She had shown me her death and who had killed her. My mother thought it was because I read too much ghost stories, but I knew it wasn’t that reason I had that nightmare. I started crying and crying a lot feeling like she wanted me to feel her pain and that she wanted revenge. But why revenge on me? What did I do to HER?

Later on a few weeks pasted by and I kept picturing her body being stabbed more than 5 times.

My mother called a family member (Who is almost just like a priest) and had planned on a Friday night to come and check out the house and to see if something is wrong with me.

On that Friday night he came and he told everyone to step in the room and take of our shoes and then to pray. We did as we were told and he said, “Please, everyone leave except the mother and daughter.”

Everyone had left the room except my mother and me. He started to ask me questions like, “How did this girl look like? Did you recognized her face from anywhere? Did you see a horror movie before you went to sleep?”

When he asked me about the girl, I broke in tears. I felt bad for telling him about her death and about HER.

A few weeks passed and I never had gotten a nightmare until one night before I went to sleep. I was laying down on my bed with the covers over me and I was staring up at the ceiling. It was around 3:18 A.M. Then I heard a girl screamed a very low scream and I jumped. I had goosebumps all over my arms. I got very scared and burst into tears at that moment.

I felt that she had been upset I told the priest, (Or I think he’s one, he’s my uncle.) about HER and her death. Later on that night I heard someone crying. I felt like it was my fault she had died. But I DIDN’T killed her or harmed her.

Believe in what you believe I’m not trying to boss you around telling you to believe me, no. Once again believe in what YOU believe okay?

I’m scared to death that I might be in danger.

Sent in by Isabel, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com