Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

The Forest Cabin

It all started when I was six years old. I was really lonely as a child, my parents neglected me a lot for my younger sister, so I was left by myself; I used to have imaginary friends, which I have recently discovered weren’t so imaginary.

I would always play in the backyard for hours by myself. We lived out of town, in a forest cabin, we mysteriously won the lottery one day, so we didn’t have to work. My parents loved the forest so they thought it would be nice to live there. I never liked it because I always saw things in the forest… I never thought much of it though.

While I was playing outside with my ball and it rolled into the forest. Hesitating, I followed. I slowly walked in and picked up my ball, for it to just be slapped right out of my hand. Shocked, I took a step back. The wind then blew …

My Dog Skittles

Dear Readers, I would like to, first of all, thank you for reading my story.

When I was 7 years old, my grandmothers’ sister had a dog that gave birth to a litter of Yorkies. She promised one for me and my grandmother and I and we decided to name her Skittles. Every week when she grew a little bigger aunt Peggy (that’s what I called my grandmas’ sister) would send us pictures of her. Finally we took a trip up and got her. The first time I saw her, she was just this tiny little puppy with big eyes and perky ears and I remember once when I was holding her she fell asleep in my arms so I wrapped her in my little jacket and held her in my arms for hours.

A few years later, we moved to a house with a bigger yard and I remember watching her and our other dog Barney (who has also …

Prank Backfired

This was my first and hopefully only ghost encounter. When I was 14 years old, I liked scaring my younger sister. At night I would usually hide behind doors and jump out shouting ROAR! Sometimes she would jump out of her skin and other times she would just stand there and say “I knew you were there.” One night my parents were out and it was just me and my sister. I decided I had to scare her good that night so I made a plan.

My sister was 12 years old and she roughly went to bed at around 10:00 pm so about 5 minutes before 10:00 pm I climbed into her bed, hid under the duvet and waited for her to come upstairs. It was the perfect plan! She would come upstairs, pull back her duvet to get into bed then I would jump up and scare the life out of her. But I had no idea what …

The Shamans and the Voice

I grew up in the Southwest along the Mexican Texas border. My parents were both shamans and made their living during the off season from working in the fields as farm laborers, healing people, casting out demons, casting charms and offering counseling to the hundreds of people who came to see them. As a child I was sickly, quiet, shy and skinny. I had six brothers and six sisters, I was in the middle and I seemed to catch it from everyone. The only person who took in interest in me was my great grand father who was 90 or so years old at the time, his son, my grand father was about 70 or so, and they took great pleasure in spending time with me, teaching me about plants, taking me hunting, fishing, and spending time with me. They also taught me to speak to animals, develop ultra sensory perception and the ability to “see”. This is a very …

The Craft and My Sister

My sister was only 14 years of age when I lost her to the supernatural world [so I believe] she believed in all that kind of things she practiced it as if she really knew what she was doing, I always thought she was weird stupid and crazy. Me and her never really spoke because when she spoke, she would only speak of her project which was a self made Ouija board I would always think she was lying because she would talk about details that made no sense at all. One day I decided to ask her what did she believed in and why? Well she responded “I have my doubts about God and the Devil so maybe atheist”, then I asked then what are the symbols and stuff you practice for hours? she said “Craft”.

My sister didn’t look Gothic or acted like it with other people out side of her room, she was a Vegetarian and had …

Spirit Screaming in Horrendous Pain

Ten years ago, I moved into a condo in San Diego. Three months into my residence there, as I was awakening one morning, in my Half Asleep/Half Awake state (I call it my HA-HA state), coming from the side of the bed next to me was a man’s voice screaming in what sounded like unbearable pain. This was full on loud, like he was really there next to me. I had never to that point heard such a sound of being tortured or even maybe of being burned alive, even in the movies. I don’t see how a person could ever mimic such a horrible sound. Instead of being afraid, I felt a wave of sadness that this man’s spirit was still on earth suffering. So I did what I have seen on TV – I spoke to the spirit and told him that he didn’t have to keep suffering, but to look for the bright light and head for …

Not Human but its not a Monster?

This experience happened when I was just living in Africa, we weren’t living there, but on holiday. Our… Cabin I should say, had only 2 rooms, one had a bathroom and the other one had a huge walk in closet but no light switch. It had furniture which was all screwed up and second-hand like it had not been cleaned and washed yet. We were living there for approximately 2 weeks.

The room with the big bathroom was our parents room. The small room with the huge walk-in closet was mine and Jayleigh’s room. We would play hours in there pretending that one of us had the room as our house, and the other had the closet as theirs. Of course, we were just 12, and that made us still kids.

One night we were having pizza for dinner and after that our parents went to bed. “Don’t stay up too late,” they said. Of course, they should’ve known what …

Haunted Basement in St Georges Hill

About nine years ago, my two cousins and I were downstairs of my grandma’s house playing hide-and-seek. My cousin Kylie was the one to count and find me and my one cousin Patrick were to hide and that basement is so huge there were plenty of places to hide so both of us hid behind the furnace.

About one minute later Kylie came and started looking for us all over the basement. Finally she found out where we were so me and Patrick took off under the stairs which is located just beside the furnace. She didn’t see us run under the stairs, she was still looking around the furnace because she said that she heard little kids laughing and it also sounded like someone was walking so she started walking around the furnace to try and find out if it was us kids but once she found out we weren’t there she stopped in front of the furnace and …

My Best Friend Changed

Monday morning, I cant remember the date, but we didn’t have school. My best friend Julio and other friend Danny came to pick me up without letting me know in advance. Until that day I did not know that my best friend knew how to drive, he first took us to eat breakfast at Danny’s house and played some PlayStation 3. As soon as we were done we went joy riding all the way up to a Disneyland looking church in Oakland California. We went up there and took some pictures because of the nice views of the city, after that we were supposed to go to Alameda Beach, but he crashed on High street.

Before he crashed (I’m going to tell you how he crashed) we were talking about girlfriends and making fun of Danny for not having one. This is a day I will never forget… Julio looked at me and told me you know you are my …

The Legend of Evil Bobby Yoshino

Way back when, during the gold rush into California thousands of Asians arrived seeking gold, along with hundreds of thousands of Americans. I call them DOEIs, or descendants of European Ancestors.  These “good Americans”, brought with them all the ugly, nasty customs of racism, hate, greed, violence and what ever else you want add. After a few years the good Americans decided there too many nasty Asians in California, even though all of them lived usually on the outskirts of town, and away from what they consider “polite society”. They were chased away from the towns and sometimes formed their own towns, like Locke along the river on land no one else wanted. The land was always flooded in the spring and a muddy mess most of the year, which is why there was so much suffering and illness among that population.

When the wave of violence was unleashed upon the Chinese immigrants thousands of Japanese people got caught up …

Haunted House by the Railroad Tracks

The house seemed to come alive at night and not just because it sat next to the railroad tracks. The trains seemed to stir something within it. No wonder my cousin, Sally, and her family seldom talked about it. As a child, I spent a lot of time at their house. At first I didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. We were too busy being silly kids playing together and having a good time. But I overheard my mother and Aunt Lou whispering in the kitchen one day, “Jennie, I heard it again last night. But when I went upstairs, nothing was there.” My mother said, “Louise, it’s probably the trains rattling the walls.” “I’m not so sure about that,” my aunt said.

Later that night, as Sally and I lay in bed, I felt my heart begin to race. I couldn’t see very good in the dim night light she kept on her dresser, but I felt a …

White Figures Lingering

I have seen a white figure that looked like a person, more than once too. I was only 5 and when I tried to tell my mom or any adult, nobody believed me.

I would be sitting in my room just messing with my toys or just lying in bed, and out of the corner of my eye I would see a person moving, a person that was all white and shining like a star, in broad daylight, if that makes any sense. But anyway, I would see it walking into my bathroom, into my mom’s room, and up and down the stairs. I didn’t know what to do and no one believed me when I told them or they said that I was lonely so my mind imagined up a friend for me, but I never talked to it or interacted with it, it just came and went as it pleased.

Ignoring it helped for a couple of years, …