Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Haunted Darwin Australia

Having recently had my experiences displayed on this web site and having encouraged my friends (who have been reading my stories for years ) to log on and see for themselves, word of mouth soon meant people have started coming to me with their ghost stories! A current theme was, at least they knew I wouldn’t think they were crazy!

My daughter’s boyfriend is 16 and like my kids, also an ‘army brat’ who has lived in various military homes all over Australia. Davis (his name changed to protect his identity) told me that when they had their first posting to Darwin when he was small, they were in an ordinary suburban house where a transparent Asian man would appear in the doorway of the bathroom. As he was young, the bathroom door was left open while he bathed and he is adamant the Asian man would appear spontaneously in the same place every time. Depending on if you were …

Haunted Bridge Black Dog

I write this story in hope of gaining some answers into a couple of strange occurrences that have happened to me in the last couple of weeks. I’m currently living in Australia, and although I do believe in the paranormal I have never in my 26 years experienced anything of that nature until recently.

I like to keep myself fit so I often go jogging whenever I can, unfortunately because of the heat I can only do so in the evenings when it cools down. One evening I was running my usual route which is around a block of streets which form a kind of a huge rectangular track. I always noticed that at one of these corners there is a small dirt road that veers off and leads to a dead end about 100 – 150 m up. About half way up this track is an old stone bridge that crosses over the track. It’s been mostly demolished now …

Haunted Sydney – The Rocks and Quarantine Station

Australians have a long history with ghosts. Our second national anthem, “Waltzing Matilda” includes a ghost who returns afterwards to the water hole where he had been shot by English soldiers. While defeated in a referendum, this was almost the Australian National Anthem! I think we may be the only country who nearly stood, tall and proud to sing about a ghost! Now that’s the ‘ol never say die attitude!

In Sydney, “The Rocks” area is very popular with Ghost Hunts as many of the original buildings from 1800 still stand and some lanes still even have original cobble stones from 200 years ago! 200 years ago it was a poor area and mostly contained a ghetto of the poorer folk, though now it is a gentrified part of the Sydney CBD and one of the most expensive parts of Sydney! I think that would have some of the poorer folk turning in their graves!

On one Rocks tour in …

Fishers Ghost Festival in Liverpool Sydney

My mother’s haunted house is in Liverpool, Sydney, Australia. The next suburb over, called Ingleburn (and also home to Ingleburn Army base) is home to a very old Australian ghost story that goes back to convict days.

In convict days, Liverpool and Ingleburn were rural outposts of Sydney. On the evening of June 17, 1826 a Mr. Fred Fisher was at the local pub drinking with friends, but after leaving the pub Mr. Fisher disappeared without a trace. Mr. Fisher was a ‘ticket of leave man’, which means he was a paroled convict but just the same, he had managed to accrue some land, a horse and a small shack of a house. The local constabulary made enquiries but it was very difficult to prove anything without a body.

One of Mr. Fisher’s drinking partners that evening, George Worrell was adamant that Mr. Fisher had skipped town and gone back to England, with Mr. Fisher having conveniently given him power …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 22

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Now living in a run down ‘army house’ in tropical Darwin, Australia with my teenage son and daughter while my husband was deployed, my son had finally revealed his experiences with the male presence we named “Kevin”. I had sensed Kevin since moving in March 09, my husband had seen Kevin once in July, my daughter just constantly complained of feeling ‘spooked’ but my son appeared to take the brunt of Kevin’s presence.

My son would describe leaving his bedroom of a night to go to the toilet and seeing Kevin standing at the verandah door just looking in. My son complained of the ‘constantly being watched’ sensation and that there had been times he believed Kevin had been in his room. Overall, an overwhelming feeling of anger and that ‘everyone hated him’ seemed to suddenly overcome my usual easy going son… but only …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 21

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My family and I have often had present the human members of our family after they have passed and our animal companions have been no different.

Bandit was a cattle dog / corgi cross – tan with a black eye patch of fur across his face (hence the name Bandit) that my Dad bought when I was three. The only conscious memory I have of my Dad, is the back of his head as he drove the car home the day we bought Bandit.

Bandit was the only constant in my life until he died when I was 18 and in my last year of High School. In his day, not even 6′ wooden fences could stop him escaping with his strong cattle dog shoulders, he’d just jump and power climb the vertical wooden wall until one day an encounter with a bus during …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 20

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Now I’ve lived in a few homes all around Australia and all has been quiet in relation to paranormal activity in comparison to what went on in my mother’s house growing up. Until we moved into our current army house in Darwin, Australia. DHA (Defense Housing Australia) have a code that they dispose of any homes that have had a suicide in them – given the nature of serving members this sadly does have a higher incidence than the general population.

I’d arrived in Darwin in 2006 to get married before my husband was deployed the first time. My husband had not left for weeks for the second time when I got the news we had to move to another house suddenly. Why they couldn’t have done all this BEFORE he left is anyone’s guess! My girlfriend and I did the rounds of Darwin, …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 19 My First Ghost Hunt

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As an adult now and a parent of children myself, I have remained very open minded about the paranormal and have always been very supportive of my children and their experiences.

I have been able to determine I have shut down a lot of my abilities due to a fairly negative reception when I was younger, but suspect I could have been a medium/ psychic if I had developed my powers in a supportive atmosphere. That hasn’t stopped my ‘spidey sense’ reminding me its there on occasion!

My daughter spent most of her formative years with her father (a skeptic) while my son lived with me from age 12. My son appears the more sensitive of the two, but they do both experience entities – just in different ways.

I avoided the paranormal on purpose for many years between 20 and 30. I did …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 18 Astral Travel

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Having grown up ‘open minded’ I came to accept the physical world we know, isn’t quite as constrained and orderly as skeptics need to believe. I had seen things that can’t be explained by traditional science – so in theory anything was possible… wasn’t it?

The first hint I could astral travel had happened spontaneously during high school when I thought I had dreamed of going to a friend’s place and seeing something specific going on with her dog. The dog seemed to be sick and my friend was crying and I seemed to watch this scene as if I was standing in it (like a dream) but I couldn’t hear what anyone was saying, like a movie with the sound turned down – but you can still work out what’s going on in the scene.

The next morning when I told my friend …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 17

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After our experiences growing up, being open minded about the paranormal meant my mother, sisters and I all researched what ever we could on the subject. We experimented with transcendental meditation, astral travel and mediumship. We find we tend to have what we call a bit of ‘gut instinct’ about things usually… which are usually found to be right.

After a serious work injury in 1980, I was taught self hypnosis as a method of pain control and ended up with a strange and unexpected side effect. I started to lucid dream and have pre-cognitive dreams. Lucid dreaming is when you are in a dream state but become conscious you are in a dream. So while in theory being fully conscious in a dream sound ludicrous – it is possible to be ‘awake’ and conscious inside a dream state. I have since researched and …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 15

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Having already ‘grown up haunted’ soon it was my children’s turn. My son was around 5 or 6 when he gave the first indications he could see ‘things’. Coming home from school one day he announced cheerfully “I saw a ghost at school today mummy.” Given my history, I was well prepared that this day may come and I was determined not to handle it as badly.

“What did it look like?” I asked. “mmmmm a bit like white plastic in the wind all wobbly” he began starting on his cookie. Sensibly, I did wonder if he had just seen a discarded plastic bag caught up in the wind whip around the playground. “What was the ghost doing at you school?” I asked keeping it all very casual. “It was looking in all the windows” he said “it came along on my side of …

Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 14

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Now a mother myself and aware children have a bit of a window into the other world we tend to close as we grow older, I did entertain an experiment with my son. Asking a question not many parents would put to a two year old – very casually over lunch one day I asked “who were you before I was your mummy?”

Unlike an adult who would process the question and reject it with their own reality as a silly question, my son took it as face value and answered me! “Oh, I was Mgumbo,” he said munching on his sandwich. The name always stuck in my mind, because while it sounded made up and like gibberish, yet it reminded me of that 50′s/ 60′s movie set in Africa with Clark Gable and Ava Gardener.

Instead of rejecting or projecting my own interpretation …