“In [my old] house, frequently but not all the time, when you showered you could hear what sounded like a woman and sometimes a child drowning and screaming. My husband flew out of the shower covered in soap the first time he heard it. He even ripped part of the shower curtain. It upset me too much to be scared. I just made my shower short and tried to ignore it.
The first night we moved in, we heard LOUD angry whispering in the dining room. I don’t know what was up with that stupid dining room but it seems that’s where it is all focused on. It sounded like a large group of people whispering to each other. It was like that angry, spiteful whispering. When we started hearing it I was on the phone with my mom and I had to frequently stop what I was saying to listen to what was going on. My husband and I were freaking out. My mom was on the other side of the phone just laughing at us because we were screaming lol. It was really scary because it was our first experience in the house but now I look back at it and it was kind of funny.
I play the drums and guitar and I had set up the music room in our new home. I got it all set up and left the room and I could hear tap on each of my symbol and each TomTom. Then I heard each string on the guitar play Slowly one at a time E…B…G…D…A…E… That creeped me out, but I was starting to get used to the idea of being in a weird house. I was too chicken to go in and check it out, so I screamed from the hallway, “Stop touching my shit!!” NO ONE touches my Takamine. Not even ghosts. I will haunt you if you touch my instruments lol! I never heard them being messed with again in the six years we lived there.
In the apartment before this house, we could never sleep with the door open and we felt like we could never sleep with it shut. It was weird. My husband and I both felt the same way. It was like we had to leave the door open just a little bit.
After a couple weeks of being there we started hearing what sounded like a little kid in the hallway. I had a strong feeling that it was a little girl. It made me really sad. I realized that when we left the door slightly open it felt more comfortable. I think she felt like she couldn’t come in, but needed to know there were grown-ups there. It made me really sad. More sad then scared. I’ve never had such a strong feeling without seeing anything. The feeling I had was so really specific. It made me wonder if the abused girl lived there at one point.
One night my husband was out of town and it was time for me to go to bed. I knew he thought I sounded crazy, but when it was time for me to go to bed, I opened the door a little bit and said that it was okay and that she could come in if she needed to and not to be scared. I got an overwhelming feeling of comfort that night. I was a little worried about staying there alone since it was the first time I was alone since we were married. After that we really didn’t have a problem.
About a year later I was reading reviews online of that apartment, because we really didn’t like it. It was pretty trashy and the managers were totally trailer. I was snooping through reviews and a few of them said they swear that place is haunted by children. It was really weird to read that! It kind of made me feel a little less crazy.”
A young couple caught footage of what they believe could be the ghost of a female servant at a palace where it is believed she died in a fire in the 18th century. Danielle Hyde, 21, and Savanna Brown, 23, visited Tryon Palace in North Carolina – Filmed the event on SnapChat. (Via youtube)
Ghost crossing while 2 employees chat and record with a cell phone
in a Public Hospital Guadalajara, Mexico 2008. (Via YouTube)
While working on
his book, author William Peter Blatty became convinced that demonic possession
was very real indeed.
Often cited as “the scariest movie ever made,” The
Exorcist, based on the 1973 novel by William Peter Blatty, brought the
Catholic Rite of Exorcism to the big screen with its unforgettable tale of a
possessed 12-year old girl, her mother’s desperate search for help and the
priests that eventually come to her aid.
What some may not recall from the film is the role a
Ouija board plays in Regan’s possession. Early in the movie, Regan’s mother
Chris asks her daughter if she knows how to use the family Ouija board, and
Regan answers that she plays with “Captain Howdy.”
“Who is Captain Howdy?” asks Chris.
“You know. Captain Howdy. I ask the questions and he
gives the answers!”
Blatty, who died earlier this year, acknowledged in a
1972 interview with British journalist Ray Connolly that
while finishing his book The Exorcist, he had a personal experience
with a Ouija board that convinced him that he was communicating with some kind
Edinburgh, Scotland is that one place in the world which is full of dark history. If you have ever visited there, the city’s old architect itself speaks a lot about its haunted nature. You can find thousands of good ghost stories there everywhere but the there is this one story in which tourists were attacked by a restless ghost which stands out among them all.
“When I was 10 I was at my best friend, Tyler’s house. His family lived in a very nice house on a mountain in Georgia. Tyler always told me about the scary stuff happening at his house. Like how He would see eyes, his TV would turn off while watching it, you would hear drilling sounds and metal banging sounds and doors opening up, all the classic ghost stuff. I never believed him until this one time.
We were in his hot tub together for like an hour when suddenly I feel the most overwhelming feeling to get out. At that exact moment Tyler looks at me and says, ‘we need to get out now,’ and there was fear in his voice. We jump out and dry off and go inside pretty fast. as we go in, Tyler locks the door and tries to open it to be sure, it was locked. So we start going toward the big movie area that’s near the back door to watch Napoleon Dynamite.
When out of nowhere, we’re both hit by that fear again, we smell what smelled like a rotting animal, his DVD rack falls over and all the movies fly off and at the same time and the back door flies open. Needless to say we hauled ass upstairs to his OTHER movie room and made a fort out beanbags and chairs to defend ourselves from the paranormal enemy. From that moment on I believed in ghosts. And that’s not the only thing that’s happened at Tyler’s house.
EDIT: Bonus story but possible explanation for it: Tyler’s Dad was a hunter and he had a lot of really nice hunting gear. In particular he had some walkie talkies that me and Tyler loved to play with. One day Tyler and I had the walkie talkies and he was outside across the street with one, and I was looking out the window at him from inside. We’re talking about how cool they are when suddenly what sounds like glass breaking comes in over the walkie followed by a lot of static.
I’m looking at Tyler in confusion and he’s looking back at me from across the street when over the walkie we hear in the deepest and scariest voice I can remember, ‘how’s it going, scubafire4?’ (he said my real name) followed by another sound of glass breaking then it was gone. I always thought it was somebody who found the super random walkie channel me and my friend were on, and had been listening for a while but I don’t remember ever saying my name over it. So I don’t use walkie talkies much because of that.”
“Another time Tyler, his older sister, his other friend and I were in the hot tub when we heard muffled drilling start coming from his house. His friend and I are confused as hell as to what it is so we look at Tyler and his sister but they’ve gone rigid and pale and have pure fear in their eyes.
I asked what the sound was and Tyler said ‘the ghost stole our drill and he sometimes uses it to scare us. We need to wait outside ‘til my parents get home.’ Now it’s almost 8 at night in late fall. I don’t want to wait outside in a hot tub for another 2 hours, I’m a cranky 10-year-old who doesn’t want to be bossed around by a ghost!
I get out and dry off. I walk up to the door and Tyler says, ‘don’t do it, you’re gonna make him mad!’ Well, I did it anyway. I open the door and go inside. About 5 feet left of the door is one of those little toy kitchen sets and on top of it is a box with about 10 to 20 plastic forks and spoons n’ shit in it. I go in a few more feet and the drilling stops and the air goes cold.
The box of plastic forks and spoons FLIES at me and they go everywhere the drilling starts again and it was louder and faster and it sounds like it’s right next to my ears, it was deafening (The doctor said I actually have 15% hearing loss in my left ear after this event). Everyone in the hot tub sees this happen through the window wall and they start screaming. I run back outside and the door slams behind me and locks on its own. The drilling stops and Tyler just says, ‘told you.’
2 hours later, his parents get home and see us outside still and ask ‘did the ghost lock you out?’ I shit you not this was a common thing in their house.
And the last thing that happened at Tyler’s house was that when I slept over there, I ALWAYS had a nightmare of that I would see a floating orb in the hallway. It would start moving and I would follow it into his basement and the Black knight ghost from Scooby Doo 2 would fly over and attack me. One day after sleeping over he decides to show me his dad’s workshop on the side of the house. It was raining outside so the best way to get there was the other door that went through the basement. So he takes me into the basement for the first time and sitting in the corner was a suit of armor. I noped the fuck out and told him to get an umbrella because there’s no way in hell I’m going into the basement. Tyler may have had a cool house, but fuck was it scary.”