Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

When I was a teenager I can remember my friend who lived in a house out in the middle of the woods. On the property there were two graves of the people who built the house and out of respect my friends parents allowed them to be buried on their land as part of their last wishes.

There was a narrow path that meandered through the trees about 200 yards before reaching the grave cite. One day around six thirty my friend and I were building a tree house for his little brother about twenty yards off the path when I noticed out of the corner of my eye what appeared to be two people. Turning my head I saw two disembodied shadows walking along the path hand in hand at a slow pace.

I pointed and shouted to my friend who also saw them and yelped. The shadows both looked at us while keeping up the same pace towards the graves. As they got over the graves they vanished into thin air.

I saw the shadows walking the path hand in hand a few times after that, and my friend’s parents claimed that sometimes you could hear an old woman singing hymns in the greenhouse, or what sounded like somebody working in the shop. The spirits or whatever they were seemed peaceful enough, and never bothered anybody.

When the family was on vacation one summer some vandals thought it would be sporting to light the house on fire, and it burned to the ground, My friend moved away and never came back, but sometimes I like to hike out to where their house used to be and walk around.

I haven’t ever seen the shadows again but sometimes when I am out there I can hear faint singing, or footsteps walking down the road alongside me.

Sent in by Tom, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com