Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I live in Auckland, New Zealand.  My first experience happened when I was 8 years old, even to this day I remember it clearly.  I was staying overnight at my friends house. Her room was large, split in two by a dividing screen.  She slept on one side, her brother slept on the other.  He was staying at his friend’s house so I had his bed for the night.  There was a piano against the wall between the two areas.

My friend was already in bed so she asked me to switch off the light which was all the way on her side of the room.  I did so, then turned in the dark to walk across the room to my own bed.  As I passed by the piano I looked towards it and came face to face with a skeleton.  Thinking the dark was playing tricks on me, and blinked a couple of times, and looked back to where it had been.  It was still there, staring at me.  I looked away a couple more times hoping that when I looked back it would be gone, but it never went away.  It was still standing there as I hurried across the room and climbed into bed.

Later that night I awoke suddenly to see my friend’s brother walk beside the bed, pick up something from the nightstand, and walk back out of the room, which was strange because he wasn’t even home at the time – he was staying at his friend’s place for the night.  Stranger still was that he was dressed in his school uniform.

Nothing much happened again until I was older, and living with a friend.  I didn’t have much at the time and my friend gave me a blanket to put on my bed.  She used to always joke that the blanket was haunted, even though she bought it new from the local shop.  It wasn’t long before I started to think it wasn’t a joke.  Most nights after I switched out the light I could pressure on my mattress as though something large was crawling across the bed.  Many times I felt a weight bear down on me as though a body was lying atop me, and at one point I felt an arm come across me like in a hug.  It never felt threatening, and strangely enough I started to feel comfortable with the presence.  It ended when I returned the blanket to my friend.

While still at that house I recall waking from a dream.  In this dream I was standing on the road outside our house watching three people – a man, a woman, and a young girl.  As I watched, a voice in my head like a narrator was telling me the story of what happened to these people, about how they had all died in that very street, having been involved in a car incident.  I opened my eyes to see those same three people standing by my bed, looking down on me.  They were looking at me as though saying now you know our story.  I have tried researching the area to see if any incidents have occurred in the past but cannot find anything.

The last house I lived in had a very ominous feel to it at times, especially after dark.  For the first year and a half my bedroom was a small single room at the far end.  It was in this room that I first met Bernard.  I could never figure out whether he was a malevolent spirit or a kind one, he seemed to shift from one to the other.  Sometimes he would lay alongside me in my bed, other times I would feel a great pressure around my throat as of someone choking me.  Those times were very frightening.  It got even more creepy when he started to talk because his voice was deep and eerie.  Funnily enough, he always began by saying ‘hello’.  Even after all my experiences I still wondered if I was imagining all of it, so one night when he said hello to me I said hello back, then asked him who he was.  He said one word – ‘Bernard’.

After my flatmates moved out I shifted to the master bedroom, and didn’t experience anything for quite some time.  I also decided to keep the door to my old room shut at all times.

Eventually though, something found it’s way to me in the master room.  I don’t know if it was Bernard or some one else.  I do know that it had a different feel to it.

Some experiences were so frightening I started sleeping with the light on, and a couple of times I camped out in the lounge with the lights and the TV on.

One of the last encounters was also one of the most vivid because it was the first time the presence in that house actually showed itself to me.  I was lying on my stomach in bed when something heavy lay down almost on top of me, an arm came around my waist and voice whispered over and over, ‘I love you.’

I flipped onto my back and to see a young man standing beside my bed.  Without taking my eyes off him I fumbled behind me for the curtains pulling them open to let light from the moon into the room, and he disappeared.

When my flatmate and I moved I went back to the house to do a final clean, which took me until just after sundown.  There was no longer any power to the house and it was quite dark.  I could feel a very ominous presence throughout the whole house that was so nerve clenching all I wanted was to run away.  I felt a claustrophobia of fear the whole time I was there.  When I finally got in my car to leave I kept feeling like something was watching me and refused to look into any of the windows for fear of seeing something.  I have never reversed out of that driveway faster than I did that night.

So far I have had no encounters with anything at the new house, but occasionally I’ll get strange, dark feelings from the spare room.  I’ve noticed that no matter where I go something or someone always finds me so I figure it’s only a matter of time before my now peaceful home is disturbed once more.

Written by Cairenn, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com

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