Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Sleep Paralysis, Stress, or Something Else?

Before I start, I just want to say first that if you have any comments or anything that might help me deal with this, please don’t hold back. I’ve been dealing with this for as far as I can remember, and when it happens, I can’t sleep for a few day after because I’m so freaked out!

The first “encounter” that I can remember having with this was back when I was maybe 11 or 12. I decided I was going to take a nap before going out to eat with my parents. I left my light on and my radio on and I was drifting off to sleep, when I heard my radio get louder. But it didn’t sound like the radio… it sounded like evil talking and evil laughter. I tried to get up, but I felt paralyzed. Then I felt like I was being suffocated. I was definitely awake but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t open my …

Evil Music Box Mayhem

The music box is one of the most mystically beautiful artificial creations. Their soft music brings us inner joy and peace. But is the music box always the innocent little accessory, or a knowing little spirit? I am Arista. Here is my story… you decide.

I just moved in my new home. It was actually newly built. I decided to see how well the carpenters and interior designers did their complex job of making my new house. I was impressed as I roamed and saw that not one speck of paint was out of place and not one furniture had dust. I smiled approvingly as I saw my 10 years of being an entrepreneur did not go to waste.

Then I saw a box. A lovely ornate box that reminded you of the times of kings and queens and royalty. It reminds you of medieval dresses and fairy tales. I was torn between admiration and irritation. Admiration because of it’s …

The Little Girl – Ghost Demon Or Angel?

Ever since I can remember I have always had visits from this little girl. (I’m feeling stress and pressure on my body right now as I tell this story probably because this is my first time sharing about her).

I have only seen her twice and I’m not even sure it was her. She had long black hair, wore a white night gown, and her eyes were just eyeballs. No pupil or anything. And everything else seem normal about her except for many cuts and bruises.

Now the other time I saw her it was a completely off image, she had long blond hair this time and everything else was the same except she had eyes. Blue ones and she didn’t have any cuts or bruises. This time she really didn’t frighten me.

Now everyday I would hear her talk to me. Sometimes giving me right advice other times giving me wrong advice. She would tell me that I shouldn’t …

Random Time Slip Experience

Hey Guys, Several days have passed since I last visited this site and within that particular duration of time I underwent a momentous, unnerving paranormal phenomena, the likes of which I have never experienced nor have heard of prior to the event. The experience was both a blessing and a terrible nightmare at the same time.

Now, I consider myself a person who has a natural affinity with the paranormal. Growing up, I was accustomed to seeing specters, demons and even a vampire! The paranormal has been a recurring trait in my family (derived from my father’s side who comes from a long-line of psychics and mediums)but the event I experienced makes my other experiences seem redundant.

I believe what I experienced was a time slip. A supposed anomaly where time doesn’t flow in the linear fashion we perceive it to flow in.

Anyway, the day started of with my best friend and I meeting up to go on a …

Bombers Moon – Ghost On World War Two Bomber

A true account of an experience I had while in the Royal Air Force at R.A.F Yatesbury. By Terry D. Burgoyne.

My parents were still living in Linden Close and I was still stationed at R.A.F. Yatesbury, not far from Calne, the home of Harris’s bacon factory and very near Avebury, famous for its stone circles and, more recently, for the mysterious appearances of what have come to be known as “Crop Circles”.

The R.A.F. camp now no longer exists and where it once stood there are, at the time of writing, only open fields, the village of Avebury and nearby Silbury Hill with its famous White Horse cut into the chalk that underlies the wild grassland.

On the particular night of which I write, the weather was cold and still and there was a full moon which cast its light so brightly upon the camp that everything stood out in sharply contrasted light and shadow. We did our rounds …

Recurring Dreams Of The Shadow Man

I have had a recurring dream my entire life involving the dark man. I may sound crazy, but something about this dream is different than any other dream I have. I’m starting to think there’s something to it and I’d like to know if it strikes a chord with anyone else.

I live out in the country surrounded by woods, so at night it is dark and quiet. I’ve lived there for 26 years. The only light is the street light in the driveway. All of my life I’ve had an inexplicable fear of the back corner of our property. Something down there scares the crap out of me. Anyway, in my dream, it’s nighttime and I am in the driveway under the street light. I’m alone and it’s completely quiet except for the frogs and crickets. At first there is no wind and it is muggy and hot. But then, from the back of the property comes a howl …

The Clowns

Well, this happened to me in the end of May. It was late at night when this first happened. I’m twelve so I can stay up later than my younger brother. I was blaring my music in my room at about nine thirty or ten o’ clock and I just glance over at my bed looking up from my book, to notice a clown, laying there, looking at me. He was lying on his side with his hands under his right cheek. It didn’t seem that scary to me because I’ve been seeing things since I was about eight years old, and I just thought “ehh, It’ll go away I’m sure”. But it stayed there for quite some time. So I called my friend Marina ( were not that close ) and told her, and she believed me truly but she assumed I wasn’t scared because I didn’t sound like it so she wasn’t too serious. I had slept on …

Seriously Haunted Cemeteries

As I have said many times before, rarely to never will you find a spirit in a cemetery among the rotting remains of what and who.  You are much more likely to find spirits in the places they loved in life, their homes, fishing on a river, and it is not even uncommon to find a person who was a workaholic in life still hanging around their office.   But sometimes, just sometimes, you will find a wayward spirit in a cemetery.

One such case was a man named Malcolm that we encountered in a New York Cemetery.   He had been a groundskeeper there in life, for many years, and he held that job as very important.  He was convinced that even in death his services were still needed.  The final resting place of those that he cared for over the years had gone to ruin, it is now in what is considered and obviously apparent in the worse part of …

Animals We Have Seen In Spirit

“UNTIL ONE HAS LOVED AN ANIMAL, A PART OF ONE’S SOUL REMAINS UNAWAKENED”
Anatole, French Novelist

There is only one statue in all of New York City that does not need to be polished in spite of weather, bird droppings, dust, grime and elements, and that is the statue of BALTO.  Balto is the beautiful Siberian husky sled dog that is immortalized as one of the 150 dogs that brought relief in the form of serum to the citizens of Nome, Alaska in 1925-26 from the horrible diphtheria epidemic killing the residents.  And the reason the statue does not need continual polishing and cleaning is because residents and guests to the site pet the statue continuously as if it were a real dog.  This says something to all of us about our love of animals.  All people with souls love animals.

And as running the largest and oldest paranormal investigative organization in the world, Gold Rush Ghosts International Paranormal Investigations, …

Family Secrets

What are the women in my family keeping from me? 

I was always told by my grandmother that the demons would always try to trick us and when she would try to say a bible verse to me that she all of a sudden could not remember it was the demons that were trying to keep her from telling the word of god. Man, at four or five years old that was some creepy things to hear from my grandma before going to bed at her house on my summer visits. I always stayed with her for one month of every summer break. I would return home to my older sister who was 10 years older and my brother 12 years older, and my mom. My sister was always in charge of babysitting me, and she would say things at night when tucking me into bed that if I didn’t put all my dolls in bed  that they would get …

Civil War Battlefield A View Into The Past

Me and some members of my Family were on vacation to Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, a well know Civil War battlefield, in 2004. At this time I was only about 10 years old. There is a covered bridge located in one of the corners of the battlefield. It was built in the early 1800s and is named Sacks Bridge. During the retreat of the confederate army on July 4th 1863, the long wagon train of wounded and dying men crossed the span. It is said that this bridge is haunted by the men who died crossing it on the way back to Virginia.

Well I have never really believed in ghosts ,but my aunt who was on the trip, was an avid believer. She insisted that we go and visit every “haunted” part of the battlefield. And Sacks Bridge just happened to fall under this category. So we went there during the day. We took many pictures, and in a few there …

The Leather Belt And The Entities

I must admit that my friend Vishal had made more progress than me in the certain techniques of meditation that make you extremely sensitive to you surrounding and helps you to spot any abnormal activity in the close vicinity. This is a required quality for anyone who wants to have certain experiences related to occult. A few people have it in them and others can only make an attempt to build. The below experience was not really a success for me and neither does it do any credit to me as an achievement in this field, but this was a very clear experience so thought would share this with everyone.

Vishal was a very simple soul. Not very bright but sincere and that helped him to sharpen his senses much more than me. He worked for a library and traveled there on his ancient moped at around 11.30 in the morning. This was in one of the most densely populated …