Weird Things to Happen on Our Little Arkansas Country Hill
I was about 12 years old and in 6th grade when my grandpa died. He was truly a sweet person even though we had our fights we still loved each other. My grandpa was very sick for a couple of months and we knew it was almost his time. But a couple of days right before he died he had asked my grandma if she could see this little girl sitting on the couch smiling at him. Of course she said no and he asked is Kelly in the house? I was at my cousins at the time. (We believe he was talking about his little sister who had been around my age when she died. She feel down a well on my great grandparents property).
So after he passed some strange things started to take place. My mothers house was a little ways up the hill from my grandmas so close we could get there and back to my …
Black Oak Ghosts
This happened last month near the end of July. I went up to Black Oak, Arkansas to visit my girl friend and her family. While I was staying with them her friend Dusten and Amanda came over, we were sitting there talking about random things then we got on the subject of ghosts. I thought I had one a few months ago but they said there’s a few haunted places around there that they wanted to show me so I said “lets do it.”
We left and headed down the street to the blue church. We went in and headed upstairs as we started hearing this knocking sound coming from the left of us, we went back outside pretty freaked, but we went back after we retrieved my girl friend’s camera from her house and started taking pictures, those I do not have.
Well Dusten picked something up on the first floor and the knocking happened again but I didn’t …
Ghosts Walking Along the Road
I have had many experiences with the unexplained. Really started I think about the age of 12 or 13. Anyways, I have seen two different people in the past 10 years that I am sure were people who had already died. Both times I was driving down the road.
The first about eight years ago, I would see a young man on my way to work walking along side the road walking in the same direction so his back was to me. I would get close enough that I could see what clothes he was wearing and by his build and the way he walked that he was a young man. But I could never get close enough to actually see him because he would just disappear. This was in Michigan.
I now live in Arkansas, well about eight months ago, I was on my way back from town a road I travel almost every day it happened again. My …