Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Is Amanda Imaginary?

Well… I guess I should start when the house my family lives in now was being built. I was in the place where my room now is. I just randomly felt like I was being watched and I got really cold. For the rest of the day I had a very bad head ache (let me tell you now. I have terrible spelling, so bare with me.)

A little while after we moved in I got an ‘imaginary’ friend. She has dark brown hair and dark eyes. Wore a simple white dress that flows around her. She didn’t have a name she wanted, so even to this day I call her Amanda. I was almost 7. She looked around my age.

One of the strangest things that I have noticed about Amanda is that she grew up. When I was 7, she was 7. I am now 13 and she looks around my age. She has been relatively harmless. The …

My Imaginary Friends Might Be Angels And Demons!

When I made my first imaginary friend I was about ten years old (I think her name was Jane). She would hang around with one of her friends. Jane had dark long brown hair with green eyes without glow and she wore a long sleeved white dress with a light blue ribbon tied around her waist. Jane looked like an angel, but her other friend had nearly the same looks as Jane she had long darkish brown hair (Almost black), and she had dark blue eyes without glow, she also wore a long sleeved white dress only with a yellow ribbon tied around her waist. So I didn’t want to be Jane’s friend anymore, maybe because of jealousy. So Jane and her “friend” left me, my friends and my family alone and left the house.

When I was eleven years old I met a new friend she told me her name was Chloe. She has long blonde hair and she …

Was Grace Really Just Imaginary?

I was 4 when we moved into “Bobby House”. Bobby House was the Victorian style house on the corner of Oak street that had 3 floors and a turret. We called it the Bobby House because my dads boss, Bobby, gave it to us. Like I said, I was 4. Here’s my story . . .

“I’m gonna beat you Vanny!” I chased my older brother as we ran out of our car and into the new house. I ran as fast as I could to the second floor where the bedrooms were and into the one bedroom with a window seat. About a week later our furniture came. And so did Eleanor and the others. There were 4 girls and 6 boys in total. Eleanor, Grace, Mary, Lorena, Paul, Morgan, Calvin, John, Owen, and Edward. Eleanor and Grace were 11, Mary was 10, Lorena, Paul and John were 8, Morgan was 15, Calvin was 12 and Owen was 6. …

Killer Imaginary Friend

This story is absolutely true. It happened to me and my twin sister, Charrol. She and I where six, and loved to play dolls. Our family moved to a house in southern Ohio.

Charrol and I began to share an imaginary friend. Our parents thought it was super cute because we would always fight over who got to be “Tara’s” friend for the day. Tara would play dolls with us and drink tea at our tea parties.

After about a year mom and dad decided to tell us that Tara wasn’t real. Charrol wouldn’t have it. She said that Tara was real and that she was very nice. I never thought that my parents would lie to me but didn’t want to give up Tara. I believed my parents.

That night I heard a voice that said, “How dare you Believe your parents! They are wrong! I am here!” And after that I felt something grab my hair and pull …

Maybe He Wasnt So Imaginary

In my family, pretty much at one time or another, each of the female cousins has their own little cousin. Their own, meaning that the younger cousin won’t leave the older one alone. For me, my cousin on my father’s side is Jake.

He’s four, and I am confused about his old imaginary friend. At the Christmas party for my father’s side in 2008 (when he was almost three), I was playing some game with Jake in the game room/sewing room/fitness room when I noticed a huge shadow come up behind him. Of course, my first reaction was that my brother or one of my cousins had come in to the room to tell us that dinner was ready. I turned around so I knew who I could address, but no one was there. I looked back at Jake and he was talking to someone. The huge shadow was still behind him, but I don’t think that he saw it, …

My Bizarre Family

This is just a collection of bizarre things that have happened to either my mother, my brother, myself or my daughter.

My Mum:

- From a very young age, my mother would tell my grandparents about the man that would visit her. At first they assumed she had an imaginary friend, then as she continued to insist, they became concerned for her mental health. This all ended when my Papa walked into her room one night and saw a man sitting on the end of her bed. He apparently yelled at him and took a swing only for him to disappear. After this happened he recalled a similarity between the man in Mum’s room and his late father. Mum never saw him again.

-I am unsure how old Mum was, either in her pre-teens to early teens. My uncle and mother would walk home separately from school. One day, when they both had arrived my Uncle asked Mum where everyone …

The Beginning of My Hauntings

Well this is just one of my many paranormal experiences. I’m from California and I’m 16 and when I write this it is 2010. For as long as I can remember I’ve always had paranormal things happen to me and I believe that I get the ability to see, hear, and sense spirits from my father because he had many many paranormal things happen to him. But anyway here’s my story.

Fell when I was four I moved from San Jose, California to a tiny town two hours away. The house was nice, small but nice. It was the kind of suburban neighborhood where all the neighbors knew each other and respected one another. At the time when I moved in there were no children my age so I wasn’t social but I had a creative imagination or what I thought was my imagination.

I recall having an imaginary friend in my old home. I don’t remember all her features …

Scary Imaginary Friend

When I was young, age four, I had an imaginary friend named Jack. We had so much fun together, until things didn’t get very fun. Our favorite game was hide and seek (He was the best hider obviously).

One day while playing the game, Jack hid in my closet. He was especially connected to one of my toy trucks. I opened the closet door, and I actually found him! I said, “Why did you hide in a place that I always look first, Jack?” He said, “I like this truck.” Normally, I played with him, but before I met him, that was my favorite truck. I then realized how much I missed it. I asked, “Can I play with my truck now?” He said no. I asked why not, so he said, “I want it, so it’s my truck, plus I’m five years old.” I said, “I want my truck!” He then stood up aggressively, and said, “It is my …

Imaginary or a Real Ghost?

I am 19 now and it’s been six years now that my imaginary friend talks to me. I don’t know if she’s real or not but I’ve got a distinct feeling she’s an old woman. She follows me everywhere. How do I know? I can sort of feel another presence with me even when my friends aren’t around, she’s there with me. Walking beside me and for some reason I have the tendency to turn my head to look in just one direction even when I’m with my parents, she seems to be offering suggestions and her opinions.

I named her Kanna and she always suggests things to me as if she’s coaching me. She’s been around since I was thirteen. I don’t know if it’s just my imagination or if I’m just panicky, but I feel something watching me at night which makes it hard for me to sleep sometimes and to support this tale a bit, my family …

Mary and My Haunted Childhood

It started when I was the age of 5. We had moved into this new house and I wasn’t at all happy. I could remember me going into strops, screaming during the early hours of the morning of not wanting to leave all my early childhood friends. But the decision was made. We left during late December, a busy time of the year. And after moving in, I began to like the house. It wasn’t like the old one, it was bigger. It wasn’t posh but it was much nicer and cozy. I still live in this house and haven’t yet finished my childhood and nor has the paranormal activity.

But after about two months of living in our new home, or so my mother tells me, I began talking to my Imaginary Friend. I used to call her Mary. But often, my brother Darren would catch me saying Bloody Mary, and he’d bolt in the room and tell me …

Charlie Real or Not?

I grew up with friends and an older brother. I never saw my dad because he worked two jobs, even on the weekend. My mom was there but she was either on the phone, outside, or on the computer. My brother was at school or in his room most of the time. He’s 5 years older than me so we never got along very well.

When I was 6 or 7 I had an imaginary friend named Charlie. She was always with me. We’d play, do homework, sleep, and even swim and bathe together. We were like sisters.

One day I was telling my mom about Charlie and mom didn’t believe me. She said when I first was born I had a “friend” that I liked to play with. She said that I’ve also had a very vivid imagination that sometimes got wild. So she left the subject alone.

Me and Charlie went on with our lives together. Every time …

My Paranormal Childhood

I have been a believer of the paranormal since the age of three. Probably younger. I’ve been told stories of my toddler days of having an imaginary friend and being scared out of my wits by something unseen. Now at the age of 17, these are some of my stories of my rather interesting childhood.

When I was about two years old, I had what many probably had at that age: an imaginary friend. I called him Howard. My parents assumed it was normal, so they played along with my “broad imagination”. For example:  once my dad watching a football game. I walk into the family room and said, “Hey, Dad! What are you doing?” “Watching football, “he replied. I smiled and said, “Howard likes football, too. Don’t you, Howard?” My mom said that I smiled and looked at the upper corner of the ceiling as if somebody was up there. She still took it for play… But one day, …