Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

My father had divorced my mother when I was 3 or 4, and later on when I was in the first grade he remarried a Philippine woman with two children who later on started living with us. When they arrived weird things started happening in my house.

First off her younger daughter Sofia was only a year younger than me, so we immediately became best friends. We would spend every moment together, but she started copying me which led me to get annoyed and very frustrated. I remember one day when she asked me to show her something. I immediately pushed her and told her to stop bothering me. When I went back to my room and started watching some TV a very shady figure of an old woman forced open my door, and started screaming at me to apologize. I was so stricken with fear that I started crying and ran out of my room. I did not understand what just happened to me and tried to forget about it.

Me and Sofia were getting along better when we were playing one of our imaginary games. I remember seeing the old woman again sitting on a chair and watching us. I don’t think Sofia saw her, but I immediately started staring at her and again ran away with fear. Sofia, who was thinking it was a part of the game, copied me.

The old lady would always watch us when we played. I got so used to it that one day I went up to talk to her. I said hello and asked her name. She said her name was Catherine Jones. Sofia never saw her when we played. But when me and Sofia got older Sofia started seeing her too. Which really amazed me considering she was watching us for about a year now. When I told Sofia to not be afraid the old woman immediately disappeared and we never saw her again.

As we got older more paranormal things happened to us. Sofia would always have a little boy sit at the edge of her bed telling her stories. Sofia never was scared of the little boy telling me that he was one of her best friends. I would always have a young women singing to me at night. What I don’t get looking back at it was how Sofia was always fearless around ghosts and me only getting scared at the old women who would scold me.

I am twelve now and Sofia eleven, when me and Sofia were remembering our ghostly experiences we decided to search up our house, it was built where a girls orphanage used to be. It said that the later who ran the place was named Catherine Jones and she fell off the stairs when she was 80 years old. If you would like to give us some advice, then please comment.

Sent in by Emma and Sofia, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com