A San Diego Ghost Story
The year was 1980 something, it all happened in the middle of that decade of awful and awesome developments in music, fashion, politics and sex. The location was San Diego; never dreary, never even chilly San Diego, with her bleached hair, a tan and fake boobs, I can see San Diego, crying a tear, wiping it away, frowning, but with the corners of her mouth turned up, she is actually smiling when she frowns, San Diego. I was temporarily living in my sister Judy’s apartment. She had a perfect two-bedroom cottage, built over the two car garage in the large back yard of a dentist’s house in the sixties, the plan favored minimally decorated open spaces with wide-horizontal windows. The dark living room interior was finished with stained and varnished wood paneling, and because the views out the windows were of trees, the whole effect was like being in a sunny, breezy tree-house in a forest.
Although I was also …
The Jelly Bean Caper
In my haunted apartment in Ocean Beach, San Diego, I developed a taste for jelly beans as a snack. I used to sit on the end seat of my couch and put the bag of jelly beans on a TV tray next to me. One evening I ate several from the bag and as usual picked out the black ones and sat them on the TV tray next to the partially eaten bag. The next morning, I was going to take the remainder of the bag to work with me, but the half-full bag and even the black jelly beans were not there. I did a cursory search but did not find them. A couple of days later, I opened the “junk” kitchen drawer where I kept my rubber bands, and lo and behold, kind of buried in the back of the drawer under lots of miscellaneous stuff was the bag of jelly beans with the black ones in it …
Helpful Ghosts
I was renting a house in San Diego with Kiko, whom I had met at work. After about two weeks we realized that our morning schedule wasn’t working out… one of us was getting ready for work at the same time the other wanted to get into the bathroom to shower. So one evening we sat down and worked out a schedule. He would get up earlier, shower, shave and do whatever else men do in the bathroom in the morning, then when he was done it would be my turn. We went to bed feeling good that we had worked it out.
The next morning I awakened early and heard Kiko get up, heard the shower running, then later walk through the hallway past my closed bedroom door to the kitchen. All of a sudden, from above my bedroom door, came what I call whispers on the wind. It sounded like a chorus of about 10 people whispering together, …
Poltergeist Activity in Ocean Beach
Ocean Beach on the outskirts of San Diego… This was the place where I experienced most poltergeist activity.
One morning I found that the end of the belt on my robe was wet, so I threw it over my shower curtain rod to dry. Later I hopped in the tub to take my shower, closed the shower curtain, noted the robe belt hanging there and pitched it over the rod onto the floor. After my shower I put on my robe, looked around for the belt which I expected to be on the floor, but one end was threaded through a belt loop on my robe!
Another morning when I placed a bottle of shampoo on the side of the bathtub after I finished washing my hair in the shower, it fell into the tub and I just said phooey, I’ll leave it there and pick it up tomorrow morning when I shower again. Later that day I found the …
Ghostly Alarm Clock
The most haunted place I’ve live in was an apartment in Ocean Beach, on the outskirts of San Diego. At 3:30 one morning, I was just beginning to awaken to make a bathroom trip, when all of a sudden it sounded like someone took a heavy wooden slat and slammed it against the wall above my headboard as hard as they could. It startled me to the point that I jumped up and my heart started to beat hard and fast. I was very aggravated and since I felt I had developed a relationship with the spirits who seemed to follow me from place to place, I verbally told them that I have to get up and go to work early in the morning, that this was not acceptable, that I wish to be awakened only in case of emergency, that I already knew they were there so they didn’t have to remind me in the middle of the night, …
Beeps from Nowhere
In the year that my friend and I rented the haunted house in San Diego, about four times as I awakened in the morning, I would hear what sounded like three very, very faint beeps in my ear, like the sound a garbage truck makes when it is backing up. Then, without warning or the volume increasing slowly, suddenly the beeps would be about 85 decibels and be so loud and startle me so much that I would jump up to a sitting position in bed! Once I was in a sitting position, they would stop.
My friend and I were sitting on the couch watching TV about 9:00 one night, windows and doors closed so I know the sound did not echo from somewhere else, when from the corner above and behind the TV came about 5 very loud beeps, like the ones I had been hearing in my ear. We looked at each other, then got up and …
Ghostly Warnings or Not?
About 11 years ago, I moved into a nice condo in San Diego. The day I moved in, I was instructed to see the resident manager to sign a copy of the condo association rules and regulations. She was an elderly, very nice lady named Helen.
I am prone to hear sounds/words in my half awake/half asleep state (HAHA state) in the mornings. About three mornings after meeting Helen, I heard a woman’s voice in my ear say “Helen.” Hmmm, I wondered, is my spirit referring to Helen, whom I just met? About three mornings later, I heard the same woman’s voice say “murder.” Oh no! Since it was the same voice and came so soon after I heard the name Helen, I connected the two and thought I was being warned that Helen was going to be murdered!
Three mornings later came the word “Ramon.” Well, in San Diego 34% of the population is Hispanic, and every gardener is …
Haunted House in San Diego
A friend and I rented a house in a nice neighborhood in San Diego, the houses appearing to be about 15 years old. Two weeks after moving in, she was out for the evening and I was in the living room alone watching TV. All of a sudden I heard what sounded like two or more people with huge, heavy sledgehammers hitting the outside brick wall of the kitchen over and over again with all of their might. My eyes got really big as I stood in the middle of the kitchen floor staring at the wall. There was a door half-way down the wall which led outside to the driveway, but I was glued to the spot and couldn’t move to turn on the outside light, and for some reason didn’t think to call 911.
I began wondering if perhaps I had been wrong and there were hoodlums in the neighborhood and they decided to scare their new neighbors …
Spirit Screaming in Horrendous Pain
Ten years ago, I moved into a condo in San Diego. Three months into my residence there, as I was awakening one morning, in my Half Asleep/Half Awake state (I call it my HA-HA state), coming from the side of the bed next to me was a man’s voice screaming in what sounded like unbearable pain. This was full on loud, like he was really there next to me. I had never to that point heard such a sound of being tortured or even maybe of being burned alive, even in the movies. I don’t see how a person could ever mimic such a horrible sound. Instead of being afraid, I felt a wave of sadness that this man’s spirit was still on earth suffering. So I did what I have seen on TV – I spoke to the spirit and told him that he didn’t have to keep suffering, but to look for the bright light and head for …
My Experiences
When I was little, I started having weird experiences. At this time I was about 3 years old and we lived in an old house in Orange County, California. I would see dark masses in the corners of my room and the mobile above my crib would spin by itself. I lived with my mom and dad at the time and they later told me they would hear weird noises or wake up and see people on their walls and ceiling. I definitely believe that house was haunted.
I moved out of that house and into one in Fallbrook, California where I had one of my creepiest experiences ever. I was laying on the couch when I slowly started to float to the ceiling. I didn’t know what was going on but I managed to stay calm. I could see my body on the sofa but I was asleep, and I knew I had been wide awake before I started …