Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Submitted to us by Martha Herrera

My daughter and I lived in San Jose, Ca. I was 26 years old and Vanity, my daughter was 3 years old. I lived in a 2 story apt.

One day, I called my cousin to come over and spend the night so we could watch movies and eat dinner. Julie and her son, Daniel, came over and after everything was done, we put the kids to bed.

Julie and I decided to clean house, it was around 11.30 PM. She decided to clean the kitchen and I went up stairs to vacuum the rooms. Everything was OK, then I heard Julie yell. I ran down stairs as quickly, as I could. Her face had no color, she just stood there.

I asked her what happened. She asked me, if at anytime I had came down stairs. I said no, why. She was in tears, and told me, that she saw a man coming down the stairs, but he was dressed in a long hooded cape and she couldn’t see his face. Also that he was floating down the stairs.

Julie was so upset, she couldn’t stay the night. We got the kids up and left the apartment and we sat across the street, until 6:00 AM.

Ever since then, Julie and her son, don’t sleep over. Julie told me she never really believed in ghosts or anything else, but that day, she became a believer.

Later, I find out that the apt, I lived in was a grave site many, many years ago. I gave my 30 days notice and, I have never been back.