Ghost Tales

                                  Ouija Board

When I was 16 years of age, my uncle Seth was showing off one of his weekly buys from local flea market. He had picked up a Ouija board. Not your average Ouija board, but one carved on the top of a solid piece of oak. it was beautiful.

Shortly thereafter, my aunt started to complain about waking up finding my uncle toiling with it. It seems he became obsessed with it. My Aunt refused to partake in this game but observed while other friends would sit with Selth on the weekends until the late hours.

On one of my few trips to my Uncle's, I was coaxed into sitting down at this thing while my grilfriend watched. It began slowly, barely twitching, then started gently swaying from left to right then back suddenly it began to stutter and stop, resting above letters that my girlfriend Sandra quickly jotted down. She started to laugh because the words that were forming were cussing me out ~~ I mean some really harsh language, things I couldnt repeat and all focused directly to me.

This went on for about ten minutes when I finally told my uncle to chill out on the insults he assured me convincingly it was not him. Needless to say I didnt take the abuse for long and got off the board I didnt think much of it. Then about two weeks later on a trip to my aunts to drop something off for my mother, Sandra and I were asked to come in for coffee, so we did.

Seth was out of town hunting for a couple of days so we figured she was lonely. Sandra Quickly tugged me over to the board which sat in the corner. I was reluctant but I agreed, just to amuse her. We barely had our fingertips upon it when it took off, moving fiercely back and forth, stopping abruptly above letters then jolting to the next, spelling the words
"FIRE, FIRE, BURN, BURN," She looked at me and said stop or you'll scare your aunt.  We had plans and were running late.

After we got in the car, I told her I didn't think that was funny. We argued for a while and she swore to me it wasnt her, and I believe her. To my family's shock and to our horror, my aunt and uncles trailer burned to the ground four nights later, taking them in there sleep. May they rest in peace


what a good story Mark Ouija Boards are creepy weird things! may your aunt and uncle rest in peace indeed.

                          Horrors in my Home 

Quite a few things happened in my old (103 yrs old) house in Carbon, Indiana. I don't live there any more because it burned down a year ago. I moved into it when I was about 5 years old.

A couple years after we moved in, I was walking past my bathroom mirror, and I saw the top of a little girls head. it couldn't have been me because I had blonde hair and the little girl had brown hair and a blue bow in her hair. I asked my Mom if she remembered anything about it (5 years later) and she said I went nuts screaming and running from the bathroom.

At night my Mom, sister, and I frequently heard things like footsteps and dishes rattling and once I heard the bathtub running. Several times the back porch door would swing open and hit my Mom's chair. Me and my sister always felt like we were being watched but now what we live in this new house the feeling is no longer there.

Once I saw a black thing in my Mom and Dad's bedroom and over the doorway to my room. There was a really big mirror that covered most of the wall in my bedroom. whenever I slept in there I was terrified of that mirror for some reason and I would have really horrible nightmares.(no little girl should be having dreams like this!)

When we turned that bedroom into a playroom and I slept in the other bedroom the nightmares  stoped.

When we first moved into the house the people that sold it to us, told us a (true) story that the lady that used to live there went nuts and shot at the trees and hung her husband and chopped his arm half off in our garage. My theory is that the womans little girl drowned in the bathtub and the women flipped and killed her husband. I think the little girl and the man haunted my old house, but who knows?

Thanks a lot for that story Kim that sounds like your theory makes sense.

                          The Thing in the Woods 


It was ten years ago. My wife and I had just bought our first house, It was in a newly-constucted community. In fact, we were on the last street (row of houses) and directly across the street was a few acres of wooded land. It was thick with underbrush and mostly older trees. Over the years, more houses have been built there and all the woods are gone now, but then it was the wild kingdom come home.

Anyway. it was late one night in August and the wind outside was kicking up quite a bit. The sky was overcast with dark, heavy clouds and looking out our front kitchen window we could see occasional lighting a mile or so away in the sky above the woods. Thunder cracked overhead.

At 11 p.m. or so, we heard scratching on, and the shaking of, the wooden front gate/door into our backyard (it was just outside the kitchen to the left of the house) That meant only one thing, the same thing it meant every time it thundered, that our six year old German shepard dog , Butchy, was freaking out again and hopping the fence. Every time the clouds rolled in, the thunder clapping, he rolled out. He'd run to the woods across the street, charging about ten feet straight in and then ten feet to the right, where and old picnic table sat coverd with pine needles and other tree leaves, partially hidden by tall weeds and bushes.

I ran out the front door, my wife following as far as the edge of the porch and started across the street. I saw Butchy waiting at the edge of the woods, directly in front of me just watching me approach. With another clap of thunder, Butchy was off into the thicket and the darkness of trees.

As I started in, my wife yelled (barely audible over the wind) "Be carful! Its dark!" I couldnt see Butchy, But I heard his thrashing about already in the direction of that picnic table. I yelled his name. His only reply was a louder thrashing about and a low growling. I thought that a bit strange, but with the scared state that I was in he'd probably growl at amy varmint he saw. After going in about three feet, and heading diagonally toward the picinic table, I heard Butchy growl rather loudly (especially over that wind) and then bark....cut off with a yelp the likes of which i hadnt heard since the time he was a puppy and I accidently stepped on his tail. Not knowing what to make of it, I thought I had better run back to the house and grab a flashlight. If Butchy had somehow hurt himself and was lying in that thick underbrush I'd have a heck of a time finding him in the dark. As I approached the outer edge of the woods, I saw my wife now by the mailbox at the end of the driveway. She looked in my direction and began screaming, "Get the Fu-- Outta there! Now, honey! Run!" I didnt know what to make of that, but it so startled me I took off back across the street.

"As I rand up to her, she threw her arms around me and started crying "Oh, God I was so afraid you wouldent come back out!!" Puzzled, I asked her what she meant, and started to explain how I was coming back for a flashlight to find Butchy easier. "Look" she interrupted me, "just look!' as she pointed towards the woods about three or four feet to the right of where I had emerged "Looking back at the woods I saw a startling sight. A pair of eyes. Red Glowing  Unblinking about seven feet from the ground smoldering and peering out from the wooded darkness just a few feet from where I had been from where Id be right now if I hadnt come back out from where I had  heard Butchy yelp

"I got my gun from the house. when we both came back out, ther eyes were gone. working up my courage. I announced I had to go get Butchy my wife threw herself on me ordering me not to go telling me if i did I'd have to drag her with me because she wasn't letting go

"As we argued for a few minutes, it began to pour. She convinced me Butchy was either hiding under the table or still running either way he wouldnt come back voluntuntarily until the storm passed.  past occurences tod me this, we had  never been able to coax, cajole or drag him back until the weather cleared. usually as dawn broke the next day we'd hear him scraching at the front door So we both went inside. Scared and wet.

"The next mornign, Butchy didnt return A search of the picnic table area and surrounding woods turned up nothing It would seem Butchy and whatever happend to him that night, was washed away with the RAIN".

what a scary story Nick not a traditional ghost story but a good one! you must have been terrified I feel so sorry for your dog to.

                       A REAL Haunted House                       

This is a story of a REAL Hauted house and the effect it had on several families. This was an old two story  farm house located in the country by a river. At the time I was living  out of state, but came home to visit frequntly. My parents and two younger brothers moved in. Strange things began to happen. A fire started in the dead of the night in a wall in the living room. If Dad had not been dozing in front of the TV, the family would have burned up! I came to visit and Mom told me about the strange things she had seen. She would be lying on the couch for a mid-day rest, and suddenly there would be a snow white kitten sitting at the bottom of the stairway grooming itself. It Never  made any noise nor moved from that bottom step.

Other times, Mom would see man's legs walking down the stairs! He always had on black pants and black shiny shoes. He would disappear after reaching the bottom step.

My brothers each had a room up stairs at the end of the hall. The attic door would always creak open at night. There wwould be heavy footsteps and loud breathing heard at night. when I stayed overnight, I saw  and heard these things myself!!
Later that year the house caught fire again resulting in severe damage. My family was lucky to escape whth their lives!!

The property was sold to a family with a 12 yr old son within a yrae the son had killed one of his friends in the living room wiht a shotgun. Pointblank in the face. the boy could give no reason. Shortly after that while treating the house for termites workers found the decayed corpse of a man semi buried in the sub basement dirt floor!!!!!
I do believe there is an evil force on that property.


wow what a freaky place to live did you know the boy who shot his friend?? I also would say that is sound like theres a evil force in that house. thanks for the story Stacy

                       My Ghost Experience                       

I am an Israeli. One week ago I printed a ghost story.while reading it I used an electronic English-Hebrew dicrionary. It should have been rare for me to meet a word I didn't Understand. And suddenly I met a word I didn't understand.

I turned on the dictionary and looked for the word After I got the definition for the word I turned off the dictionary. After I read few lines more I met another word that I didnt Understand. So when I came to turn on the dictioonary I saw it was already turned on and on the screen appeared the last word I tried to find (I cant remember the word). I am 100 percent sure I turned it off.

I didnt pay attention to this and started to look fot the new word. I pushed the clear button in vain to a new word. when I pushed the button the word was erased and instead of clear screen appeared the word "GHOST".

It was as if the ghost came out from the printed paper. I tried to puch the clear button again to erase the word but it didnt vanish. Only after I turned the dictionary on and off twice the word vanished. I dont have and explanation for this event but I wish it wont happen to me or to anybody else again.

         Strangest Experience Of My Life                       

I was a junior in college in Oshkosh, Wisconsin in February 1990. I was going through a lot that year, I suffered brutal physical attack and I was contemplating quitting school. I was quite depressed so I decided to go for a walk.

The local cemetary was a mile from campus, so I put on my headphones and walked there. This cemetary is quite large and I got directly in the middle of it, when I saw a small child of about five years old with curly blonde locks, a buatiful frilly party dress, no shoes and no coat. she was quite a distance away, but she looked directly at me and waved . My first response was  to look around for the kids parents because she wasnt dressed warm enough for  this very cold day. There was absolutely no one else in the cemetery. When I turned back to look at the little girl the was absolutely no one there. I looked around the headstones for a few minutes but I couldnt find her.

It started getting dark and I had a really frightened, sick feeling in the pit of my stomach so I got back to my dorm room as soon as I could. When I got home I told my roommate and the rest of my friends what had happened and we all tried to tthink of an explanation for this, but of course, we couldnt it still bothered me for a few days, but I tried to ignore it. about three days laterr, I had a dream about that little girl she told me that her name was Clara, she was family and that she was my guardian Angel. She also told me that she was protecting me with white light and that no harm would come to me it I just held on a little longer.

The next day, I called my mother and told her of the cemetery incident and of my dream. Unknown to me my aunt was making her yearly visit at the time. When I told my mother the name of the little girl, she said, "Oh,my God" and then she turned to my aunt and asked her some questions. It turned out that my mother was a little girl during the depression and they were very poor. My grandparents had about 11 children, but only three survived past the age of six. One of those children who died was named Clara. She was five years old and the Only child in the family born with blonde hair.

Every word of this story is absolutely true.

Thanks for that great story Jim wow I really like that one!

                                   The Hallway                      

Here is a true story that just happend to both me and my boyfriend. I live with my boyfriend in a top story (3rd floor apartment). He has always said how when he was younger he and his mates used to try and conjure up evil spirits and were all into the Occult. He stopped trying to contact devils ect. after a few evil things happened to him and ever since then Clairvoyants and Mediums have always said that he has dark shadows that follow him around.

I on the other hand have never ever ever had anything happen to me, all my friends have strange experiences to talk about but I have none. I am away interstate alot and my boyfriend has to stay by himself in the apartment. He said that he couldent see the dark shadows anymore ( he used to be able to see them out of the corner of his eye) and I believed that they had left him. Occasionally when I was  speaking to him on the phone he would suddenly say "Oh my god, what was that" and tell me that he had just seen something small (the size of a large dog I guess) and black dart across the loungeroom floor from one wall to anouther then totally dissapear.

To be honest I never truly believed in what he had seen and didnt worry about it too much until one night in the apartment I went  to bed early and my boyfriend stayed up watching T.V in the loungeroom. Our bedroom is at the end of a long hallway and I've always been a bit scared of the hall as its very long and dark. About 2 hourse after I went to bed I could hear this faint  buzzing Noise which sounded like it came from the other end of the hall near the loungeroom. I just thought that my boyfriend was using some kind of electrical gadget to fix one of the computers that we had and didnt worry about it. It was a very strange sounding buzzing that was slowly getting louder. It sounded like whatever it was coming down the hall.

I started thinking that it was my boyfriend walking down the hall in the dark with some strange thing to play a joke on me (he knows I get scared easily.) The noise started getting unbearbly loud closer to my  room. I didnt have a bedside light next to the bed so I sat up in the dark trying to see into the hallway. As it was about to come through the bedroom door the noise got unbareably loud and I was trying to figure out what on earth the noise could be from. I was still slightly unsure if it was my boyfriend playing a joke on me or not. I was still slightly unsure if it was my boyfriend playing a joke on me or not. I then decided that it was good idea to start pannicking and consider making a rum for it out of the bedroom.(which would mean going into the noise)

When my boyfriend suddenly turned the hall light on and came down the hall. Everything stopped instantly, I screamed for my boyfriend to come into the room and started babbling about  the noise and asking him did he hear it  and  what was it?. well of course he hadnt heard or seen anything and had never had this sort of thing happen before.

Well I eventually got over it (sort of) and tried not to think about what it was. A couple of weeks later my boyfriend was in the apartment once again by himself and he was in the bathrom in the hallway  (with no lights on in the hall) he was happily brushing his teeth when he felt this coldness wash over him he got the mega creeps and felt something walk by in the hall. As he looked out of the bathroom into the darkness he said he saw a huge shadow (no particular shape) walk move past the bathroom. He followed it into the hallway and watched this extremely black shadow move slowly down the hall and into the bedroom and then just melt away  into the darkness.

This all happened a couple of weeks ago so were not sure if anything else is going to happen or not (I hope not) I know one thing for sure I wont be staying in the apartment alone!!!!

Wow grat story star I hope not too!

                               The Hooded Figure                      

It was late summer or early fall of 1971. My friend and I were traveling on a stretch of road which leads to a local township. It was around 9:00 p.m. We had traveld this road often to just ride and get out of the bordom of the nearby city in which me lived. All we did around those times was hang out in the parking lot of a Burger King.

As I stated we had traveled this road many times without incident. We rode until we dicided to turn around and  head back to town and the Burger King. Along the road was a cemetery. We must have passed this area dozens and dozens of times. Anyway, on this particular night I was driving down the road and noticed a figure who seemed to be hitchhiking there at this time of night by the cemetery". He nodded. Upon getting closer the figure apeared to be in a Hooded robe, and holding an old time lantern.

When we reached the figure he turned his head but there was NO face. It was all black! After passing the figure we truned our heads but saw nothing! We were both speechless. I sped back to Burger King I asked my friend what he saw, if anything, and he stated exactly what I saw! At the time I didnt tell what I saw until he told me what he saw. At the time I didnt tell him what I saw until he told me whatt he saw. Let it be known that we werre not drinking or anything during the incident. To this day I get chills when I pass that area.



Great story Mike!

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