Ghostly Confederate Riders in West Virginia
I was about 10 years old when this happened im 14 years old now. I was at my aunt’s ranch in Huntington, West Virginia. Me, my brother and our cousins decided to go horseback riding. We went on a trail that was supposedly haunted. As we got to the beginning of the trail fog started appearing and it was a perfectly clear day. My brother and cousins got scared and didn’t want to ride on the trail.
I took the horse onto the trail which was surrounded by woods and tombstones. i kept hearing hoof beats behind me that were not my horses. I turned around and saw four what appeared to be confederate soldiers. One of them called my name then i started freaking out. I rode the horse at an increasingly fast gallop they were keeping up with me so i veered the horse off the trail to try to ditch them.
Another one caught me by my …
Ghost in Photo on Australia Grave Stone?
I was taking a photo of my grandfathers grave (W.M. Towell) recently in Brisbane Queensland, Australia. A friend was looking at the photo and inquired how old the grave to the left of my grandparents grave was.
When I zoomed the photo in I immediately saw a woman’s face looking back from the centre of the gravestone. After looking for a while longer not really believing what I was seeing I noticed to the top left of the headstone is what appears to three Australian Soldiers wearing their army Slouch Hats. On the right hand side of the headstone is what appears to be a young women with maybe flowers in her hair.
I hope to hear back on what your opinion is on what I have captured in this picture.
Sent in by Dianne Simpson, Copyright 2010
Lovers Lost
I was out with my dog one Tuesday, late evening, roughly twilight, (Also, my dog is called Lucky, she’s a Shiba Inu puppy, for those who are interested) but while she was sniffing round a tree she got all scared and ran behind me, hiding behind my legs. At first I laughed and thought she was just playing, because she’s never scared of anything, but when I turned round she started barking and ran off behind a nearby parked car and she wouldn’t come out no matter what I tried.
I went over to the tree to see if it was a cat or something that had spooked her, see if I could chase it away, but I was met by two bright green eyes. There was a figure, a teenage boy, staring right at me, leaning against the tree. To say I was startled was an understatement, and I was about to run when he reached towards me, clearly …
13 Dead World War II Children
When I was 11, I used to go ghost hunting with my friend behind a sports centre (with sound proof walls)after Drama. We did it regularly after she heard laughter of children when she was the only person there. I went there with her, and we listened intently for voices, laughter or perhaps a cold wind. The first time I was extremely scared, but we saw more. I heard a creaking door and children laughing. I heard the whistle of something. I ran and I took one last glance and saw a silhouette of a man with only half an arm and with crutches gliding towards us. Luckily it was near a main road, so I felt safer after that.
The next time I saw a little less, perhaps because I was less scared. But we heard different things – the voice of a mother saying, “Come in now, its nearly time for blackouts!” After I heard that I had …