True Ghost Tales

I’ve been familiar with this website for years, and I have posted many stories in the past, but what happened to me last night was life changing. You see, my mom calls me a “magnet” for the paranormal, like there’s a huge neon sign above my head that says -INFORMATION HERE- and spirits come to me, whether it’s for help or they are angry or annoyed that I know that they are there. I’ve seen, heard, and communicated with ghosts in the past but I never had been physically touched or harmed by anything, not even the negative presence in my house.

Some of you may know of Eastern State Penitentiary in Philadelphia, and they have a Halloween special called Terror Behind the Walls where people jump out at you and such, and let me make this clear: they will never touch you. As violent as they seem, they won’t touch you. But this location is notoriously haunted by the spirits of the prisoners.

Supposedly, the penitentiary was a peaceful place, well as peaceful as a large prison could get. The inmates were locked in cramped cells, some with just a window the size of a flash card. The stairs and hallways are so tiny that you practically had to walk single file, maybe there was enough space for two people to walk side by side, but it was quite narrow. There was a young couple about two meters away from me, clutching each other, and my mom stood observing some animatronic boxes in a person-less corner about two meters away from me as well.

As I was walking away something brushed there hand across my face. I distinctly could feel three fingers swipe across my eye lid. They were warm and soft, and there was a small bit of pressure, I asked people around me if they had done it, and no one had. I tried to replicate it, but my hands are dry as sand paper. Also, when I felt the touch, an image of a scruffy man was standing there. In brownish cream dirty clothes, he had a goatee I suppose you could call it, and blue eyes and brown, short-ish, shaggy hair. He did not want to scare me at all, he was curious and sad. As much as I was shaken by this encounter, I am not afraid of him. Even though I do not know who he is, I do not think he deserved to live there and he has changed my view on life and death forever. I am quite honored to come in contact with him, and if I could do anything, such as bring his spirit into the light, I would.

I’ve believed in the paranormal since forever and I’ve been investigating for two years, and I will continue my adventures. If you have any input, please comment! Also I needed to talk about this, because I’m a teenager, and if I tell this to anyone, people will think I’m insane. Thank You.

Sent in by Logan, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com

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