Submitted by: Carolann Castro
Submitted: March, 2005.
Submitted by: Will Major
Submitted: April, 2004.
Submitted by: "angelsmith"
Submitted: June, 2005.
Submitted by: Shirley Perez
Submitted: July, 2005.
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| on the bed conversing, I saw a light again turn on. We both made our way downstairs. This time as I reached for the light she stood right beside me and she said she actually witnessed something again slap my arm and the welt appeared. This was only the beginning of a long series of events that took place in that home where we remained for almost a year. We got in the habit real quick of leaving the light on in the livingroom at night. But there were several other occassions where I was physically attacked and left with GHOSTMARKS. The entity never attacked anyone else in the house. But after a year we were forced to move because my girlfriend became pregnant and we thought better safe than sorry. Obviously this is how I got the nickname Ghostmarx. | |||||||||||||||||||||
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| Little Boy in Vallejo, California Submitted by: Carolann Castro Submitted: March, 2005. |
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| My story goes as so. I was living in Vallejo, California two years when my step daughter and I decided to go and visit the old cemetery in town. Something told me to go up this one hill so up we went. It was a warm still day with no wind. We stood looking around and both felt someone walk between us. My step daughter turned white and asked me if I'd felt that. I said yes but did not want to scare her. I have felt and seen things all my life. She ran down the hill, I looked down from where we were standing and said hello Brian, a six year old boy. June 14th we got a new roommate, June 16th he awoke in the morning telling me my dog barked at 3:30am, waking him. He opened the door to find my six year old blond boy ghost standing in my garage. I knew right away Brian had followed us home that day. I went back and asked Brian what he wanted help with. Two days later, I walked in the library with information in hand and got his death certificate. He was born 1956 and passed away in 1963. My next question was why? I took a look at the old newspapers and found he had drowned in three feet of water at the post 104 swimming pool. Both of his brothers were playing with Brian in 3 feet of water then swam away and Brian drowned. I went back to cry at Brian's grave asking him what he wanted me to do. Next thing you know, I was talking with his two brothers down at the waterfront telling them it was not their fault. They were pretty messed up all of their lives because of this. They showed me a picture of Brian and low and behold just like our roommate had seen him. And he (Brian) passed away the same morning our roommate had seen him. This sort of thing seems to run in my family's bloodline. On both sides, they were able to contact the otherside. A lot of healing went on that day and I was glad I was able to help. | |||||||||||||||||||||
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| Untitled Submitted by: Will Major Submitted: April, 2004. |
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| One late afternoon at about 3:15 I was walking home from school. Some odd figure was following me. I started to panic, not knowing what to do. Then the odd figure caught up to me. I was so scared I thought I was going to DIE! The figure looked like a zombie. The figure tried to grab me so I did my best to kick it. It did not work because my leg went right through the odd figure. I ran for my LIFE! When I finally got home, I told my parents what happened but they did not believe me! | |||||||||||||||||||||
| True Story Submitted by: "angelsmith" Submitted: June, 2005. |
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| I just wanted to write about an event that happened to my sister and I when I was about 13 or 14. My sister and I wanted to spend the night with a friend one Friday afternoon. The plan was we would ride the bus home with her, and our parents would pick us up the next day. Much to our disappointment, she did not come to school on that day. She had been sick the night before and her Mom kept her home. Well, her cousin told us we could go home with her, and then she would have her Mom drive us to our friend's, (as she was feeling better). We knew this was wrong, but justified it by saying we were going there anyway. Well, we got a call after getting off the bus from our friend's Mom, saying she had gotten sick again and we couldn't come. We did not want to go home, so calling our parents we asked to stay with this friend. After being told that we were in more trouble than we could get out of, it was agreed we would stay. It had gotten very late and we were all three sitting on her bed, facing her wall. Directly across from us she had a floor length mirror hanging. We were just chatting, when I looked over at the mirror and saw my friend but she was aging before my eyes! Calling my sister and friend's attention to the mirror, we all saw this very old women in the mirror. She had very long white hair, long fingernails and was very, very wrinkled. This lasted for a good 2-3 minutes before she screamed and her Mom ran in. The figure in the mirror never spoke or moved, even when my friend leaned over to look behind her. Over the years I have had several strange things happen, i;e: my name being called, feeling watched. But that was the only time I saw anything that dramatic. | |||||||||||||||||||||
| My Story Submitted by: Shirley Perez Submitted: July, 2005. |
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| One Friday, I was getting ready for school and I was in the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror there was a bloody hand grabbing my shoulder. I looked back at my shoulder and it was gone!! That same night my cousin Samantha came over to spend the night. I told her what I saw. So we went to investigate and we saw a "shadowy figure". We went back to my room and got a camera but when we came back to the bathroom it was gone!..and all (the people that were there) my family were in the livingroom! | |||||||||||||||||||||
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