Hey everyone. Back in the old place I used to make these threads every Halloween time. There were some amazing and creepy as hell stories that members shared. I want to continue that tradition here. If you are so inclined you can check out the origin and the great stories that started it all at:
https://www./threads/ghost-age-what-have-you-experienced-that-freaked-you-out.332317/
Now, I would like to share some of my favorite stories from then. This one where the member 'LaMonster' shared actual photographic evidence, and yes it is as bad as it sounds:
And from another member 'Dirk Schmiggler' and his haunted house sitting:
There are many other old gems, but I want to hear some new ones! So please, get in the Halloween Spirit and send some chills down our collective spines!
https://www./threads/ghost-age-what-have-you-experienced-that-freaked-you-out.332317/
Now, I would like to share some of my favorite stories from then. This one where the member 'LaMonster' shared actual photographic evidence, and yes it is as bad as it sounds:
Back when I still lived with my parents, I was laying in my room on my bed when I heard a click noise under my bed. It sounded like a credit card dropped onto a countertop. My room was carpeted so I thought this was strange and without looking, I reached under the bed and grabbed something - a photo.
I looked at the photo and instantly felt my heart drop. It was thick, with the edges curved, color faded a bit and slightly warped. It had to have been 20-30 years old.
The photo was a young boy, probably about 11 years old. He was sitting in a rocking chair with this legs crossed like a woman and looking very unhappy. The boy was dressed in lingerie and heavy makeup. He was sporting a black bra, with black panties, fishnets and heels. His makeup was very similar to Dr. Frank N. Furter, Tim Curry's character in The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
He also had bruises on his arm and shoulder.
I was pretty freaked out for a while and finally felt comfortable enough to show it to a friend of mine.
After showing the photo to my friend and imitating the sound it made under my bed, he started looking around my room. I joked with him that he was looking for ghosts, but then he revealed to me that he discovered the photo was actually taken in my fucking bedroom, the very room where I found it. The curtains were different but I could tell it was my room because of the very distinctive windowsill.
After this revelation, I decided to tell my mom. She started asking the neighbors about it and showing them the photo. Most neighbors have lived in that neighborhood since the houses were built. None of them recognized the kid, but a retired FBI agent next-door said he thinks a child that used to live in the house had been sexually molested before they moved in. The kid in the photo wasn't the same kid, but I wonder if he had been the "victim" of the child living there. Sometimes sexually assaulted victims can practice the same behavior on others. Also, many years ago the house across the street burned down and the teenage boy living there was killed. May or may not be related.
Who the fuck knows where that photo came from or if the boy in it is still alive and well.
After some months time, I had forgotten about the photo and was no longer afraid in my own home. One day I decided to look at an old yearbook that I kept under my bed. When I pulled it out, there was a strange clear liquid splattered on the cover. Yes, it looked like semen but it was cold and wet. Semen comes out warm and eventually dries. It also had no odor. My guess is that it was ectoplasm.
And from another member 'Dirk Schmiggler' and his haunted house sitting:
PART 1:
We used to house-sit for friends of my parents in a VERY old house, it was a plantation type house, more of a farm house though, It was built in 1743, this was in Pennsylvania.. Its owners lived in England during the winter and would come to the states for summer, so we started living there fall of 1999 It was just typical, movie kind of thing, it even had huge lion statues at the sides of the front steps and was always cold, drafty and shaded by years old pines...
We could only stay there 6 months until we had to move out. We were forced out... and not by people..... oh man it would take me a whole threads worth...
It basically got to the point of turning us against each other and mocking our voices to mess with us... It was not just ghosts, I do not believe in this type of thing, but i will never go into that house again... IT was very scary. It locked me out of the house (slammed the door behind me as i reached the end of the porch) once in the middle of winter when i went to get firewood and was all alone (i was in my underwear and had to wait for my wife to get home from night shift in 20 degree weather), it would turn the statues in the house to face the wall after we cleaned them, it would drop croquet balls down the oak steps at 2 a.m.,(not the pine steps which the servants would use which led us to believe it was the owner's of the house) it left a baby's foot print in the rug in the bathroom, it would steal my wifes' jewelry and underwear, it would make the clock alarms go off in the house whenever it felt like,, ,,,, just, you name it.. The story's we could tell about it. When we would have friends over,,, no one would ever stay, everyone knew it was haunted as soon as they set foot inside, we couldn't even have people over b/c they sensed it.. The cat always acted like he was running away from something that we couldn't see (which he doesn't do anywhere else).. It was just a scary, scary place to be and it didn't want us there. It almost made me lock my wife in the basement once. She was doing laundry in the basement (dryer running) but i thought she was upstairs on the third floor getting more clothes, i called up from the second floor if she was done and wanted me to lock off the basement, my wife said "yeah hun, i'm done down there, just turn off the lights and close it", in her voice... So i did,,, only to hear my wife pound on the basement door 5 minutes later absolutely terrified..... that's when we left b/c we knew it wanted to hurt us...
I'll try to find some pictures and post our story... I just can't believe we actually experienced it.. I almost feel special in a way to be able to b/c we were able to leave it behind when most people don't have that choice.... The place was not okay.
I honestly feel so goofy believing it, but, honestly i have no choice, i'd be stupid to question my own experience, too much internal conflict not to believe... My wife can verify it all... I've never believed in ghosts b/c i can't understand why they'd be here (doesn't seem too fair) but, this place was just something out of a movie... we couldn't even take a pee in the middle of the night without having to wake the other to go with us... just,,, terrifying to be there and it HATED us..
We went so far as to annoint every door with a cross of annointing oil with someone from the church. THIS REALLY PISSED IT OFF.. i'd suggest against it...
I don't know what the hell it was, i'm just glad we are rid of it...
quick edit... after thinking about it a little more, i remember it used to open up all of the cupboard doors and throw dishes on the kitchen floor.. There was also a time i was studying for finals, and i heard it tapping on the waste basket in the kitchen with a stick (at least that's what it sounded like).. I was in the study on the second floor reading up for a final, i peaked my head out the door to call out to it on the floor below, said "go ahead asshole, keep tapping",, Only to have it tap it so hard that the basket was knocked to the floor... By that time i was just so fed up with the damn thing... Can't say i felt any better though considering it called me out on it after i tried the same... One other time we had lightening hit the tree beside the house in the dead of winter (dead of winter!!!, no storms obviously!!), making all the electrical outlets in the house make a popping sound, filling the house with an ozone type smell. I can't to this day help but feel that it was because of this thing and it somehow got a charge out of it b/c after that, it was even worse.
There was literally something every damn day. I couldn't make this stuff up if i tried to...
PART 2:
sorry, i've been sick past few days, forgot about this thread.
Up until the annointing, it was doing the small time stuff, turning the statues (this place had some WEIRD stuff that it's owners collected from around the world),, i remember a deer they had in the dining room of all places, i think it was a thai carving of a deer... It would always end up close to the doorway kinda peering at us.. no matter how many times we moved the damn thing back... I hated that fucking thing...
but, after the annointing was when it was apparently able to mock our voices.. and when the lightening hit.
OH SHIT!!! I forgot about when my brother in Law came to visit w/ my sister and my niece. I'm sure there are many more things i've forgotten that happened, it was 10 years ago,, but,, We slept up on the third floor, my Sister, brother in law and their at the time,infant daughter were sleeping on the second floor after coming for a visit. I woke up about 3 a.m. to a huge thumping and crash... It freaked the hell out of us, I thought someone was kicking the door in trying to break in, I scampered to find anything remotely useful for bludgeoning half asleep and scared to shit. only, when i ran down to the front door, nothing... I came back up the servants steps to find my brother in law knocked/passed out in the bathroom... when i found him, his eyes were rolling up in his head,, by this time my sister, wife to be, and niece were all hysterical... I ended up calling 911,,, only b/c i thought he was attacked... and went searching the house... Only after he came to did we hear what happened and i had to call 911 back and tell them "nevermind"... they were non amused....To this day he swears that he woke up to take a piss only to have something (he said a large, dark grey figure) behind his shoulder grab him, and push his hand into the toilet, seriously, he said it was trying to push his head into the toilet, then, knocked him out.... Believe me, he is NOT one to believe this stuff either, He will never talk to us about it to this day... They have never set foot inside that house again and they are friends with these owners b/c we're all family friends... Before anyone says medical condition, the guy runs marathons and never before, or since has passed out or had a seizure of any kind... With all that happened to us, of course i believed him and i felt really bad for him b/c i'm sure this was his first experience with anything of the sort... He just seemed crushed over it...
They left that night to go stay at my parents house about 15 minutes away...
We brought what had happened (just the little stuff) to the people who own it, and they get very weird about it. Total denial, and, i honestly don't think the thing dislikes THEM at all. When we would visit them while they lived there, it was always a different feel and we never even would have known anything was up had we not attempted to live there.
They have a groundskeeper who stays there from before we did up until now. He is also very weird and possessive of the place. He came by one day w/o knowing any of this ever happening to us and thought it would be good if we left???... It was very weird and only later did we realize what he meant...
I swear i'd love for someone to stake this place out...
*edit* I just wanted to add that, for some weird reason, i always have to tell myself that i don't believe in this stuff STILL, do you believe that?.. I grew up in a very normal family, nothing weird ever happened, studied science all the way up through college and into my career life, and you realize it's just not the way you think, but, it is what you experienced, so now what?.. So, i guess i just do that to tell myself that, maybe, there's some logical explanation, when, obviously there isn't... It's tough b/c i grew up almost reared to be the skeptic from my family, to my experiences, to my beliefs, up until this point... That's why i have such a struggle with it.. Honestly, i tried to just forget about it,,, I guess i kind of just need to fucking accept it... I'll see if i have any pics i can scan, this was before digital cameras and such, but, i know we have some somewhere... it'd probably take me ages and we've both done what we can to put all that shit behind us...
I really hope you guys believe me b/c i'm being truthful... there will be no "got you gaf, ha ha" post or anything like that... It's just straight up what the two of us, and close friends were able to experience. I guess we were lucky in a way?? I do feel like it's a hell of a life experience...
There are many other old gems, but I want to hear some new ones! So please, get in the Halloween Spirit and send some chills down our collective spines!