Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

This is a true story.

A few Halloweens ago, My Friend Nichole and I wanted to go have some fun. So, we walked over to a near by graveyard. Our experience has been with us for years now.

Nichole went in and sat on a crumbling gravestone. It was pretty dark out, so I took out my phone for some light and couldn’t find Nichole anywhere. I knew she liked creepy stuff so I ran over to a little stone house. She wasn’t there either, but I freaked when I saw a coffin – I wasn’t sure if anything was in it.I left anyway calling out Nichole’s name… but she wouldn’t answer. It was getting very cold, a little to cold for me. I was getting so mad I screamed out her name and threatened to leave her. It was crazy, I heard an screeching noise, like someone crying out in pain. I saw a flicker of light. Thinking it was Nichole’s phone, I quickly went over to it. But nothing was there. It was really cold, and the hairs on my arms were standing right up and then I heard the same noise, followed by the same light. I was getting irritated. As I started to walk out of the graveyard, I saw a girl sitting in front of a gravestone and it looked like Nichole. I went over and grabbed her by the shirt… but it wasn’t Nichole. The girl stared at me with black eyes, like black orbs, and had what looked like burn marks over her face and arms, she made the terrible screeching noise. She then slowly fainted into mist. I had enough and raced out of the graveyard, I didn’t stop running until I got home. As soon as I ran into the door I saw Nichole sitting on the couch watching TV.

She simply said,”Why did you go in? I left as soon as you walked in it was too scary.” I shivered in fear and told her what had happened.

She told me, “You must have seen my dead cousin Rose. She is seen a lot there we looked like twins until she died.” I sat down next to Nichole and asked her how Rose had died. She explained to me that a few years ago, she had been in a house fire and she died within minutes from burns and too much smoke that had entered her lungs. That explained the screeching sound she did.

Since that terrible Halloween, I have never been to the graveyard, night or day. And ever since that day I’ve become a believer of paranormal activity.

Sent in by Emmee, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com