True stories about ghosts

[hermetic]

A little treat for you:

"We’re not going to say that ghosts are definitely real. But after staying up way too late hunting for the best nonfiction writing about paranormal activity, we’re not going to rule it out either. Read on for the best reporting from the supernatural beat, in which apparently rational, level-headed people document things that can’t quite be explained."
Here are the titles of the stories linked in this article. I haven't read any, yet, but they sound quite intriguing.
We Salted Nannie: A True Southern Ghost Story
The Ghosts of Pickering Trail
A Kiss Before Dying
Our Haunted Apartment in Montreal
I Own England’s Most Haunted Cottage
The Killer Doctor, the Swirling Fire, and the World’s Most Haunted Building
Something Blubbery This Way Comes
The True, Twisted Story of Amityville Horror
Project Poltergeist
I Bought a Witches’ Prison
The Haunting of Girlstown
Why Do We See Dead People?
How to Live With a Ghost

https://getpocket.com/collections/13-true-tales-of-ghosts-and-hauntings?utm_source=pocket-newtab-en-us

Enjoy!

[Lunabell]

1. My true ghost story.

Here is the true story of my FIRST ghost encounter. I've had many since then, but here goes what happened to me when I was 21.

Napping one afternoon, I started hearing voices, a conversation in my living room. Lying in my bed, I looked up and there was a young man petting my cat, Lucy. She was sleeping at my feet and seemed to be enjoying the petting. This was a crisp cold November afternoon and the sun was shining and the sky clear in 1982. The young man was in a red lumberjack shirt and jeans. His hair was blond, longish, parted on the side and swept over his brow in the 70's style. He smiled and walked toward the door and disappeared but I continued to hear footsteps in the old apartment where I lived.

I called out to my roommate, "Bridget?" But nobody was there. Later, when I told her what happened, she told me someone had called her name one night and woke her up.

Fast forward a few years, the Tallahassee Democrat newspaper asked for local ghost stories one October. I sent mine in complete with the address and my name. A guy called me and said he was a friend of the young man who had died in 1976 in a parachuting accident in Gadsden county Florida and he had lived in that same apartment. He said his friend was blond and always dressed in flannel shirts and jeans, even in summer. He sent me a picture of his friend and it really resembled the young man.

Fast forward a few years, I was working at a facility for disabled adults and the teacher wanted to tell ghost stories in, of course, October. He started. He said he was at a party on Bronough street a few years back. My ears perked up. "Bronough street in Tallahassee? Was it 800 Bronough street?" He said yes and went on to say he and his friends were partying and through the front window, they saw a BLOND HAIRED GUY IN A RED FLANNEL SHIRT walking up the stairs and knock on the door. When they answered the door, nobody was there. Wow, then I told him what happened to me in the apartment next door.

Fast forward to 2003 and I was working as a nurse at a rehab facility with a patient paralyzed in a motorcycle accident. Well, we were talking about paranormal experiences and I told him mine. Then, he said he knew who it was and the other survivor of the accident was a friend of his and was visiting the next day. I met his friend the next day and he corroborated the whole story to me, where his friend lived and the description of him.

I recently tried to look up the parachuting accident online, but there was no record of it. I wish I had kept the picture the friend sent or got names.

That is just one experience. I lived in place out in the country where covers were pulled off, weird music came from one room, a bread box flew off the top of the refrigerator, apparitions were seen, and the lights flipped on and off. As my wife and a friend of ours were laughing about the lights one night, the light in the hallway flipped on. We laughed even harder.

[hermetic]

2. Cool stories!

Thanks for sharing. Maybe one of those linked above was about that guy. I plan to read them all so I'll keep an eye out, as it were.

[captain queeg]

3. I lived in a haunted house for awhile when I was going to college

I don’t remember much about it now. I think I only had one experience with the ghost though others there had lots of experiences. I seem to remember one common event was the vacuum cleaner coming on. My experience was just hearing someone moving around upstairs. I had the only bedroom on the ground floor and I knew I was the only one home at the time. I used to work weekend as a security guard during college. I’d often work double shifts and one day I came home from work after a double shift and went to bed. I remember hearing someone moving around upstairs and I just thought it’s the ghost and rolled back over and went back to sleep. The ghost never bothered anyone so I wasn’t afraid.

[Lunabell]

5. Was it an old house?

Or apartment? My haunted apartment was over an old garage. There was a beautifully restored house in the front and back behind my place was a huge old cemetery. Oakland cemetery in Tallahassee, FL.

[captain queeg]

10. It was an old decrepit house. There were a few around like that being a college town.

I’m sure with the way things are nowadays some snapped it up and either remodeled or tore it down and built a new one. That’s back when college was about $225 a quarter.

[Karadeniz]

4. They're real! Kim Russo has some good videos on youtube. Also, animal

spirits can hang around.

[hermetic]

7. Many years ago

I lived in a very old house and had no pets. But I would occasionally catch movements out of the corner of my eye. And I would feel something brushing lightly against my leg when at my computer desk. Then I got a real cat and that put an end to it.

[rsdsharp]

6. This isn't my story, but was told to me by an attorney I used to work with.

When he was in high school he had a part time job working at — a funeral home. Most of his job involved sitting at a desk during evening visitations, although occasionally he would assist the owner with picking up bodies.

He was working one evening when the owner told him he had to leave to pick up a body. The owner said he wouldn’t return until after closing, and that my friend should go ahead and lock up and go home.

The next day, he went to school, and wasn’t scheduled to work afterward. As a result, he didn’t go straight home, and when he did finally arrive, his mother said the owner of the funeral home was adamant that he call as soon as possible.

When he called, his boss asked him if he had come back to the funeral home late the night before. My friend replied in the negative and wondered why the question was being asked. The boss said he had picked up the body the night before, and since it was late, he’d had left it on the preparation table, covered with a sheet, to be prepared for burial the next morning.

The preparation room was in the basement, and was a cinder block room without windows, and with a steel door that only locked from the inside. When the boss arrived the next morning, and went downstairs to prepare the body, he found the door locked. Thinking his partner was inside, working on the body, he knocked, but got no answer. In fact, his partner arrived soon after.

Attempts to gain entrance to the room were unsuccessful, and they assumed the door was jammed somehow. They eventually called a mason to remove blocks around the door so they could get into the room.

When they finally gained entrance, they found the door had, in fact, been locked from the inside. In addition, although the body was still on the prep table, the sheet which had covered it the night before was on the floor between the table and the door.

[hermetic]

8. That's a good one

Thanks for sharing.

[NJCher]

9. OK, that gave me shivers

I've read many a ghost story and that is one of the creepiest ever!