Well I don’t know if I’m haunted or not. But I do have a ghost or angel that has been with me for as long as I can remember. It is a male and my mom called him George (you know George did it) but I don’t know who it is.
It started off as small things being moved or misplaced when I was around so I got blamed. I’m the 7th child of eight, I don’t know if that has anything to do with it or not.
On this one occasion my sister in law and I were going shopping. We had cashed our income tax checks and we were going to get clothes for the kids and ourselves. I had put the money in my pocket book and put it on the coffee table that morning and went out with the kids to catch the school bus. My sister in law Mary came over and we drank a …
October 4th, 2011 by Caretaker
I didn’t remember this ever happening until my mother reminded me of it over a decade later, but once she reminded me, it all came back so vividly almost photographic like.
One day when I was a toddler (about 3 years old) I saw a woman’s face in the ceiling of my bedroom, her face blended into the ceiling but her eyes, part of her nose and bright red lipstick were very well defined.
Being that young and seeing that scared me so naturally I ran to mum to show her, upon inspecting my room she put it down to me being tired.
But it seemed to happen again many times over the next couple of weeks, but sometimes she would appear as a whole. She wore bright white clothing and had long black hair and white skin which made her eyes and lips stand out more. Sometimes she would be sitting on my bed or standing somewhere. And every …
October 2nd, 2011 by Caretaker
Me and somebody I used to be friends with were hanging out down stairs. At the same time me and her got this chill and we heard banging on the wall. We both darted up the stairs and locked ourselves in her bedroom. We hid under her blanket. For a half an hour we heard the door knob turning.suddenly it stopped, we both got out of the blanket and sparkly white orbs came through the window and the evil chill went away. We were surprised at what was going on.
There was another time when I walked down to my grandmother’s neighbors barn. I started petting the horses and talking to them. I got this chill but ignored it. Then the horses freaked out and ran away. I ran away back up to my grandma’s. From the forest I heard a beautiful voice say “Chloe come up here!” I thought it was my grandma but it turns out it wasn’t. …
September 19th, 2011 by Caretaker
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I came across this site a few days ago and wanted to share this.
I am normally a very happy, strong willed individual, however there have been a few times in my life I have suffered severe depression. The first time was back in 2007 after my Grandpa died (he was one of those very rare persons that never had anything mean to say, loved everyone, always sincere and had a very infectious passion for life). I slipped into depression, wouldn’t leave my bed or my house for that matter. Almost lost my job and many friends. I just felt generally lost and empty. After a few weeks of living like this with one foot already off the edge to killing myself, I had this dream:
I was sitting in a clearing and in front of me was this tree, it was huge and glowed with what I perceived to be life. As I stared at it, I began to …
July 23rd, 2011 by Caretaker
I would like to share with everyone something that occurred when I was around 10 or 11 years old, while living in Orange Park, Florida, back in the late 60′s. This wasn’t something that I had experienced myself, personally, but, rather, an article that I had read about in a well established newspaper, and that has stayed in the back of my mind for years. I have enjoyed sharing this with many of my friends over the years. I was at my best friend’s house watching television one evening, when her mother came into the room and told us that there was an interesting article in the newspaper concerning an incident that happened at an elementary school in Jacksonville, and that she’d thought we would like to read about it.
What I can remember from the article (and, after all these years, I wish that I had thought to have kept a copy of it), there was an elementary school …
September 30th, 2009 by Caretaker
This story centers around what my mother has told me about her life, and her paranormal encounters. I will try to relay these to you in as well a chronological order as I can.
The first incident I know of was when my mother was 16. Her grandmother (her mother’s mother) had been very ill. Three days before, when she was taken to the hospital for the last time, her poodle climbed into her favorite chair and simply cried. Mom was at a ‘Rainbow Something’ meeting (I would have to ask her for the full name), against her wishes. She wanted to be in the hospital with her beloved grandmother, who had raised her from the time she was two years old. At around 10 that morning, mom saw her grandmother standing in the meeting room, in her floral print nightgown and slippers, and her grandmother told her ‘Suzy, I couldn’t leave without telling you good-bye.’ Mom walked 16 blocks, …
January 17th, 2009 by Caretaker
About three years after I had a horrible Ouija experience (story in Ouija section) this happened to me, I hope you believe it as it is the truth.
I stopped being obsessed with the paranormal and tried to live my life without it. One evening my best friend, Paul brought his daughter’s ex-boyfriend (Daniel) over to my house. We all went out for a drink and I thought Daniel was really sweet and felt so sorry for him that he had been dumped by Paul’s daughter, Dawn. Little was I to realize how wrong I was about the sweetness.
He told me later, back at my house, he was into Wicca. For some strange reason as I stood in the hall with him, I thought I could hear whispering voices, but he hadn’t said anything and Paul was in the lounge. I said to Daniel, ‘did you hear that?’ He just looked at me startled as though I wasn’t meant …
June 26th, 2008 by Caretaker
My name is Dean and I am 16 years old and I was born with a third eye. The third eye runs weakly in my family, most just being occasionally aware of spiritual presences (scent of candles or cemetery flowers), but not always.
I, on the other hand, was born with the innate ability to sense them and physically see them and occasionally speak with them. I have been seeing ghosts me entire sixteen years of living, my yaya even mentioned that as a baby and toddler I used to play with some unseen person. Though, I’m only going to talk about one particular ghost… a very special ghost.
The first time I saw this ghost was during grade four, and it was by my peripheral vision where I saw her black hair and the hem of her white dress. I would see her everywhere, in school, at the road, outside the window while the car was moving, etc.
April 21st, 2008 by Caretaker
You may not believe what I’m about to tell you, but this has all been proven to me so here is my “ghost” story.
My mom got pregnant with me at the young age of 16. My mama was very close to her grandmother (her father’s mother). From the stories I have been told she was a very sweet old lady and could not wait for me to get here.
Sadly she died just three days before I was born and since it was so close to time for my mama to give birth the doctors decided that it would be best for my mother not to go to the funeral because of the risk of putting stress on me and causing complications with my birth. My mama agreed but she did get to say her goodbyes when the doctors said she could see the body of her grandmother but not for long. When it was time for …
March 29th, 2008 by Caretaker