Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

My husband and I live in a old house in Fargo, North Dakota. One night, about 1 am, we had come home late from work and was sitting outside enjoying the night air.

As we went in, I used the front door and Bill threw some trash away, and came in the side door. Before I heard him enter the apartment (it is in the basement of the old house), I heard a woman’s voice. It was very clear, she said “William.”

My husband came in the side door at that very moment and heard it also. He asked me what I was yelling for. I told him it was not me, and i heard it too. He stated that it sounded like it was at my end of the house, and I told him it sounded like it was at the other end of the house.

We have never heard the lady’s voice again, but you do occasionally get the feeling you’re not alone.

Sent in by Joanne Herring, Copyright 2011