Month: November 2016

The Ways of Ghosts

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Thanks to Don from New York for this story!

Don lived in the same house in Williamsburg, Brooklyn from 1980 until this past June.  The house is estimated to have been built no later than 1812.  It has three floors, a sub-basement, and is connected to a separate brick building.  Don’s landlord lived in the brick building.

Once when the landlord was away visiting family, Don heard footsteps coming up the stairs.  Thinking it was someone attempting to break in, he armed himself with a bat and went to investigate.  Creeping along, he finally reached the stairs only to find that no one was there.  After a few more repeats of this event, Don started saying hi to the invisible spirit whenever he heard the footsteps.

Don’s girlfriend, Alyssa, had a different encounter with the ghost.  Alyssa is the thirteenth generation of psychics in her family.  One day, she told Don that the ghost in the house had come to her and complained about what was going on in the sub-basement.  Don wasn’t aware of anything happening, but he decided to mention the incident to his landlord.  The landlord was astounded.  As it turned out, he had been setting off bug bombs in the basement and the ghost had not approved of it.

Three years after he had been buried, Alyssa’s uncle’s body had to be exhumed.  Noting that he looked better than he had when he was alive, Alyssa asked Don for a reading to see how her uncle was doing on the Other Side.  Everything went fine during the reading.

Later that night, Don was awakened by the presence of someone lying beside him.  Don jumped out of bed to find the spot next to him empty, except that the blankets seemed slightly raised.  Don and Alyssa mentioned the incident to Alyssa’s aunt who was then ninety-eight years old.

She laughed at them.  “Don’t you know better?  Doing readings about the dead draws them to you.”

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The Haunts of Lorain County

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Thanks to Michelle from Ohio for this story!

Michelle comes from a psychically gifted family that is of French, Native American, and Irish descent.  She lives in a house in the countryside in Lorain County, Ohio.  While the house is relatively new, she believes that the ground might be cursed because of the swirling energy vortex at the bottom of the house and the high levels of spirit activity in the area.  Older buildings and farmhouses surround Michelle’s home.  There is a cornfield and creek nearby the house, as well as an old church on the corner.

Odd things have happened in Michelle’s house.  Her phone continuously malfunctions for brief periods of time.  She has had the phone inspected, but has not been able to find a reason for the strange reoccurrence.  At times, a growling can be heard coming from under the family table when there is no dog or other animal present.

Two apparitions have also been seen.  The first one is of a little blonde-haired boy from the early 1900s.  Locals believe that he is the ghost of a young boy who died mysteriously somewhere on the property.  There is also the figure of a woman wearing a dress from the 1920s who first appears to be waving, but then a look of shock comes upon her face.  Some think that these two ghosts share a connection of some sort, although the exact story is unknown.

Within a mile of the family’s house is an intersection of highways that are the cause of many accidents.  People have seen various ghosts and entities along this road.  There have been reports of Native American spirits, shadow people the color of translucent smoke, orbs, and gremlin-like creatures.  This strip of highway is thought to be a portal that spirits use to cross over into our world.

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“Told you that we have a ghost.”

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Soon after we got married, George and I moved to Yonkers, New York.  The apartment was a large studio with a walk-through kitchen and a wide hallway that led to the bathroom.  The hallway was so big that we turned it into a mini-library and storage area for some of George’s Star Trek models.

Having grown up in Yonkers until I was about eleven years old, I was happy to be back in my old neighborhood.  The building was from the 1920s, although the city itself dates back to the mid-1600s.  There was even an old Jewish cemetery located a few blocks from our apartment building that was usually kept locked.  The earliest gravestones had dates from the 1950s.

One night, about two weeks after we had settled in and unpacked everything, I was walking by the bookshelf when one of George’s toy Star Trek phasers went off by itself.  To say I nearly jumped out of my skin is an understatement.  I ran out of that hallway so fast that I’m sure the ghost must have been in a fit of hysterics.  This happened a few more times, including a couple in front of George.

Our second year there, George and I decided to throw a Halloween party.  A few of our friends came over and we all dressed in costume and played some board games.  We also gave out candy to the trick-or-treaters.  I had told my friends about the events in the house.  I had by this time taken George’s electronic toys and stuffed them in the closet so that I couldn’t hear them if they decided to go off on their own.  Some of my friends were skeptics, some believed me, but we were all in for a surprise later that night.

Everyone was standing around, saying their goodbyes, and getting ready to go home.  I had just finished telling them that I was in the middle of writing a ghost story that was quickly turning into my first novel.  Then inexplicably, our TV turned itself on.  No one was near the remote or standing by the TV.  This was one of those older television sets with a built-in DVD player from the early 2000s.  You had to press the power button firmly to get it to turn on.  Everyone looked at me.

“Told you that we have a ghost.”

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Red Eyes

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Thanks to Tami from Washington State for this story!

Tami and her family moved into their first home off a military base in June 2010.  Built on a man-made island in the 1980s, the house was a three-story structure with three bedrooms and a two and a half bath.  One of the walls in the living room was made of two sliding glass doors that reflected the lagoon that was located behind the building.

Strange things started happening soon after they settled in.  Tami’s then two-year old son, Timmy, started talking to and playing with ghost children that showed up in his bedroom.  Then he told his mother about an entity whom he called “Red.”  Timmy was terrified of whatever it was.  Tami noticed strange scratches appearing on her son’s body in areas that he couldn’t have possibly reached on his own.

Distressed, she called her friend, Destiny, to come over and do a cleansing.  Tami filled her in on the frightening things that were occurring in the house.  Objects got moved around.  Oppressive energy lurked in the darkest corners, making one feel on edge, as if something was going to jump out at you.  While she was there, Destiny mentioned that she glimpsed a pair of red eyes reflected in the mirrors that overlooked the lagoon.  Tami figured that this must have been what was scaring her son.  The house was completely surrounded by water, but instead of being cozy, there was often this unnerving feeling of being watched.

Unfortunately, the cleansing didn’t completely banish the negative entity.  It came back after a few weeks, only now it was much worse than before.  Tami felt helpless in keeping the thing away from her son.  For some reason, the malevolent spirit’s presence seemed to grow stronger whenever her husband was away serving overseas.  Maybe it was afraid of him.  Tami describes her husband as a no-nonsense sailor.  He was probably oblivious of it and that fearlessness helped keep it at bay.

Tami called her landlady to try to find out more about the house, but the woman didn’t offer any helpful information.  Either she really didn’t know anything or she was being evasive.  Tami wondered if the building of the man-made island had disturbed the spirit.  Perhaps the trees and the shrubs had been transplanted from sacred ground.  Whatever it was, Tami never found out.  They lived there for a year and half before they were finally able to move again.  Everyone was glad to leave the house and the angry ghost behind.

If you have a real ghost story that you would like to share with The Ghost Post, send an email with your contact information to Tara Theresa Hill at theghostpostreporter@gmail.com to set up an interview. 

I’m always in the mood for a good ghost story! 

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