Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

As a small child I remember things happening at my grandmas house that always scared me. Blankets would always be pulled off of you or someone that wasn’t there twirling your hair.

My grandma would not stay in her house alone. She told stories of when they would bring the bodies back to the house to be laid out for viewing. She died when I was 14 and we stayed at her house for the funeral.

The night after she was buried I was up by myself watching TV when the door knob that led to the front room started turning back and forth. It was just me and my mom and dad in the house and they were both in bed. Now I thought that I was a pretty brave guy for 14 years old but I ran and slept between my mom and dad that night.

Now forward 8 years later. We moved from Maryland to live in that house just me my mom and brother and sister. My brother committed suicide in my bedroom in that house and I spent many nights by myself in that house alone but never heard anything else. But I will never forget that door knob turning.

Sent in by Pete, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com