True Ghost Tales

Okay well recently my friends were at this park down the road from my mates house, and they say they saw a ghost near the biggest tree in the oval they were at, and they told me three of my friends ran over there and she stepped out from behind the tree, and they ran off because they were scared. My friend (lets call her Britt), her mum is a medium (so her mums explained the paranormal to her) and she could see it that night and a lot of others. On the way home the ghost followed them back to my friends house they were staying at and was walking right behind my guy mate the whole time.

For about two weeks that ghost stalked my friend Britt and haunted her at her dads house (putting voices in her head, appearing in her mirror, showing herself in her dads car on the dashboard) so Britt called her mum and her mum explained to her that that ghost was her imaginary friend when she was little, only her mum knew she was a ghost (they used to go down to that park when they lived around there) but the ghost went when Britt’s mum told her to leave her alone. She explained her name was Rubi, and that she’s a bad spirit. Me, Britt and two other friends went down to that tree and asked for her, but she never showed, it was cold though.

On a different occasion me, Britt and a friend went down there to see her but me and my friend backed off and Britt walked half way to the tree, and turned back almost running, and told us to move. She explained later that she was there and it seemed pretty angry. And another night seven of us were there and me and another girl saw this demented black thing running through the park. The same friends have been down there too and they said foot prints appeared in the sand near the tree, and our other two friend who didn’t know about the story were walking threw there to get home one day and they said they saw someone hanging from the tree and ran away.

Britt and a few other friends did an Ouija Board at our friends house, and they were talking to Rubi, they asked for her to move something in the room and she picked up my friends mini fridge and dropped it and it broke.

For about two months I’ve been feeling this… vibe, its hard to explain. But everytime I walk in and out of my room (I didn’t usually take much notice) but my wardrobe doors are always open and I always close them, but they keep opening. I always see bright lights and things on the corner of my eyes moving (at first I thought I was insane) then I saw her walk past my window. I saw from her torso up for a second or two. That night when I went to bed everytime I closed my eyes, they would open, it felt like something was putting pressure on them to stay open.

The next day I got Britt to come over, and we decided to do a Ouija Board. When we tried first we talked to this spirit who said goodbye straight away, then we did it a second time and we asked how old it was and it said 39, and we asked the name and it said Norma. And we asked if it was a girl and it said yes, and Britt asked if it was the same ghost I saw and it said yes. And it said goodbye then we tried half an hour later and we were talking to Norma again (it let us know) and then my feet got really cold, and Britt asked what brought it here and it spelt the word attract, and we asked if it was trying to spell the word attracted and it said yes, then my candle started flickering towards me(there was no breeze in the room) and Britt asked what it was attracted to and it spelt the word child. And then we didn’t ask it anything and it spelt the word more, then went to goodbye.

A couple of days after that, I was sitting in my room, and I watched her open my wardrobe door, I didn’t see her but I saw the door move open, slowly. I’ve seen an orb in my hallway and outside, and I see bright lines when I look at things in my house. She yelled my name in my head, I didn’t think of it, but it sounded like a screaming voice, rough but faint. When I try to go to bed I see bright pictures in my head, usually of a baby and it looks like crying. There is something confusing in my house.

Written by Bree Spiteri, Copyright 2010