Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Haunted House in Greensburg Pennsylvania Part 2

This is a continuation of the Haunted House in Greensburg, Pennsylvania, a true story.

I had been continuing to hear noises in the house everything from foot steps above every floor that I was on to items being moved around. Even though I was alone in the house, it felt like I was being watched by someone who stayed just out of sight. I was more intrigued than I was scared after I had gotten somewhat use to the weird things that had happened in the prior months.

After I had done the research on the house is when I became more interested in what was happening and I really wanted to see if I could find out as much as possible or maybe even help by making contact with whomever was there. I knew that a little girl and her mother and father were in there, but I was really wanting to help the girl and her mother …

Night Time Fun

First off, I’d like to say, I’ve always been interested in paranormal studies, events and such. This however I doubt the reason this stuff happens to me.

I’m currently 16 now, but this goes back to the age of 12. I lived with my mother and brother in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Our house was a two bed room, so I was forced to share one with my brother. Our grandmother lived in walking distance and my brother and mother always argued because our mother did and said non-motherly things. My brother would mostly always stay with our grandmother, and I always stayed with my mother. This all happened in the summer time, because I remember my mother worked and I was always home alone.

I use to watch ghost videos, read stories, and I even made a Ouija board once. Of course I did it wrong (well I think). I never had any connection or communication with the Ouija board so …

The Little Amish Boy

In 2008, my Girlfriend and I moved into our new apartment near DuBois Pennsylvania. For the first week, everything within the apartment was fine, until one morning, I was making coffee to get ready for work, when I felt that there was someone in the kitchen with me. When I turned around, there was a small boy standing in my kitchen, near the hallway. I noticed when I look at the boy that he “didn’t seem right”. I noticed that the boy was wearing “Amish” clothes and I could see the hallway wall though his figure. I stood and stared for what seemed to be forever, when he turned and walked down the hall. Upon following him, he was gone.

After this happened, I went into the bedroom and woke Jill up to tell her what had happened. She laughed and said that I just needed my morning coffee. I kissed her good-bye and went off to work. When I …

An Unexpected Guest

My Great Aunt and her husband built their house during the depression and lived there all of their lives.  They were unable to have children, and instead opened their home to whichever family member or friend needed a place to stay.  Eventually it was just the two of them, settling in their sixties and the promise of retirement.  Then I came along.  Born to parents who did not want me, I was eighteen months old when my Great-Aunt “Granny” and Uncle “Pap” took me in.  I was raised with a lot of love and rooted firmly in our small church.  I  spent my days learning to cook and chased my Granny’s heels as she went about her chores.  I loved her more than anything and my life was wonderful.

My home was a small farm in rural Pennsylvania, and although there were neighbors close by, I spent much of my childhood playing alone.  I had an incredible imagination, but I …