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The story I�m about to tell you is completely true with no embellishment it came at one of the darkest times in my life. It�s one of those stories that when someone ask �If anything strange has ever happened to you�? It�s the first thing that pops into my mind.

But I�ve never told it to anyone beside my dad and my husband and my step mom. Because it�s seems too contrived, too Hollywood, to be believable and if it hadn�t happened to me I don�t know if I could believe it either, this was my first encounter with the paranormal.

Let me just set the stage a bit.

The year was 1963 and my mom had died of cancer I was 7 years old and my sister was 2. It turned our world upside down. My father was almost destroyed by her death, but left alone to raise two little girls he did the best he could. A few months after my mom�s passing my dad rented a small house in a working class neighborhood and hired an older woman to watch me and my sister. Dad had sold most of our furniture to help pay off some of my mom�s medical bills. So we only had a couple of beds an old sofa a coffee table and the dinning room table and chairs plus the TV console. My father worked a lot during this time (2 full time jobs) and we seldom saw him so it was a real treat when he had a night off and could stay at home with us. So when he told me that the following weekend he would be home I was overjoyed. I was looking forward to the week end all week long my dad would be home and we had planed to make popcorn and watch the Saturday night �monster movie� together.

When the night finally came my dad popped the corn and as a special treat bought some cola for us to enjoy with the movie. As my dad was in the kitchen making our snack, my job was to gather up the blankets and pillows and make beds on the floor for me and my sister as we also planned to just sleep in the living room together that night. So with my sister and me on our makeshift beds and dad on the sofa we all settled down to watch TV and wait for our movie to start the movie. It was late probably around 11:00 pm my little sister was fast asleep next to me cuddle up with her teddy bear and my dad was dozing on the sofa. I was setting on the floor watching Frankenstein�s monster rampage through the village. I wasn�t scared at all being a horror movie junkie at 6 years old I�d seen plenty of them. I knew that movie were only make believe (I�d seen true horror, and after watching my mothers life waste away) not much frighten me. I had my back to the sofa were I could hear the soft snores of my father the only light in the room came from the TV when I felt the room become icy cold I reached over and touched my sisters bare foot it was cold so I pulled her blanket over her and then pulled my blanket over my shoulders and tried to go back to watching the movie. But something was bothering me I kept looking around the living room it felt like someone or something was watching us, the living room was almost bare just the sofa a coffee table the TV console and us. I remember becoming very uneasy and kept trying to shake it off. After all I was the oldest and not a baby anymore.

But the creepy feeling would not go away. I knew that my dad was working hard and needed sleep but I wanted to wake him up, but all the talks of being brave we had had over the past few months kept me from it. By this time the room was so cold I could see my breath and I could not stay interested in the movie anymore I kept looking around the room checking the dark corners where the light from the TV didn�t reach. And there in the corner behind the sofa were my dad was sleeping was the darker shape of a person I couldn�t tell if it was male of female it was so dark it looked like it was made of the very night its self. So in a 7 years old passive- aggressive manner I turned back to the TV and ask loudly for my dad to pass me the pop corn. By this time I was truly frighten and wanted more than anything for my dad to wake up.

Nothing happened, so again and even more loudly I ask for the pop corn. This time out of the corner of my eye I saw a movement, I slowly turned my head to look and there came the brown paper bag my dad had put the popcorn in, moving across the room from where it had been sitting by the sofa. It just floated about 3 feet off of the floor across the coffee table and moving closer and closer to me just as the bag reached the spot where I had sat watching this unbelievable thing happen. I jumped up and yelled �NO� and slapped the bag, popcorn flew all over the room. All of this most likely only took a few seconds to happen but it felt like hours to me. Then I started to cry big brave girl or not I didn�t care anymore I just wanted my dad awake and that bag nowhere near me. My dad and sister both woke and my dad looking around the room at pop corn every where and my drink knocked over on the floor asked me what happened why I was crying. I told him everything that had happen how the room became so cold and the creepy feeling that someone was with us how the paper bag of popped corn moved it�s self across the room and the shadow person in the corner. He tried to reassure me that I had been asleep and dreamed the whole thing. I know to this day 42 years later that I was awake and something not humane passed me the popped corn that night.

A few months back myself and two other friends were out and about on a Sunday night, we hate to see the weekends end, anyway we were bar hopping and such and grew bored. We decided to drive to the end of town where you can park and view the city from a good distance on a huge mesa. It is a popular place for local underage drinkers and such but that night we were the only people there. To the east of us there was the city, and to the west was darkness. Myself and my friend sat on the car's trunk and the other stood beside us. We became bored again so we decided to tell ghost stories and that made us a little spooked but not enough. I had to open my mouth and suggest we do this thing that my grandmother always told me not to do since i was a child and that was to whistle at night. She said in doing so we are calling the dead or evil spirits. We begun to do just that, after a few minutes nothing happened so we started to whistle louder. My friend standing said he saw 'shadows' running back and forth beside us. Myself and my other friend next to me saw nothing. After a few minutes we heard a blood curdling scream, a woman screaming. We stopped and looked at one another and the scream returned louder and it was coming from the driver's side of the vehicle, of course there was no one there. We then immediately crawled back into the car on the passenger side, i laid down in the back seat and my friend started it and we got the hell out of there quick like. The area in located near some ancient rock carvings and there are many ancient native american ruins dating back to the 1200's everywhere, we are located in New Mexico, i guess we disturbed someone then. My grandma was right about not doing what we did that night!

WE ARE STILL TOGETHER

One evening as my cousin and I sat in the office in my grandparents house sorting out things that had previousely belonged to my grandparents some strange things began to happen my grandfather passed away in 1995 and my grand mother passed on in 2004.Anyways we were speaking and suddenly a white light shined across the room and suddenly disappeared.I told my cousin that it was nothing and continued to search thru things about two minuets later the lights began to flicker then automatically shut off all the electricity I was scared but ran to check the breaker box only to find that everything in it was fine.as I turned to my cousin we both looked at each other in shock then all of a sudden the lights came on and the printer in the office began to print.We went to the office to see what it was printing and to our surprise it was printing a photo of my grandparent's on their wedding day back in 1942 and behind them was a sign that read WE ARE STILL TOGETHER! NOW AINT THAT SOME SPOOKY STUFF?Well We quickly left the house and Waited about two or three weeks to go back but we did not go alone we took some other family members as well no one seems to believe us the only proof that we have now is that after sorting out all my grandparents belongings no one has been able to come across that particular photo of my grandparents on their wedding day and the dress my grandmother was wareing had no designs on it and the one shes wareing in the printed photo had roses on it and THE roses dont show in any of the other pictures .

NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK?

SKINWALKERS I lived in a small, town in Utah, and a few years ago, 2000, a few weeks after I graduated from high school (June), I was heading back into town with my boyfriend on a long, empty, highway. I had just picked him up from the town he lived at 30 miles away from mine. On this part of Highway 40 there's only the sight of rocks, dirt and bushes on this road, from miles on each side. No buildings, no houses, and no people were around.

As my boyfriend was driving, and while we were talking, I saw in frount of us some sort of dark figure heading towards us on my side of the road. It appeared to be a human, but as we drove closer to it, it seemed to be coming at us much faster speed then a normal human would be if they were running. It was like passing another car. I could have sworn it had to be traveling at like 60-65 miles an hour. As the car headlights began to reach it, we began to get a better picture of this speeding thing.

It had no clothes, a dark face and skin color, like a Native American. It was so harry, like it's body was covered in dog like hair. Arms, legs and head were all bare, but the tourso and the higher thigh's were covered in thick black hair. It could have been the glare of the headlights, but I could have sworn it had a red glowing eyes.

As we drove past it, we were going about 65 mph, I felt the skin on the back of my neck rise, and I froze for that split second when that thing spead past us. I was short of breath, and a shot of cold came to me, as my eyes were fixed on this thing's red eyes for the split second it was next to my side window. It was silent for another 5 min. after we saw it, and I asked my boyfriend if he felt the "bad feeling" too. He replied with a yes, and then told me about a sort of creature, called Skinwalkers he's heard of from his friends who have seen them to. I guess what we saw that night was one of these Native American witch doctors.

-Sharon

This happened to me when I was about 11 years old. (1991-92)

Title: "Clown"

I had a distressing childhood, my parents would bicker and argue frequently. I had bad dreams, and was totally scaired of the dark. My parents separated when I was 7 or 8 years old and divorced soon after.

I wasn't what you would consider an "angel" in my younger years. I had trouble paying attention in elementary school, and was a prideful youth, but at night I was a big wimp. I never could sleep without a nightlight, and I really prefered to sleep with a relative in the same room.

Needless to say, after watching Stephen Kings "IT" I totally hated clowns. And the "Puppet Master" movies didn't help my attitude toward small dolls.

To make a long story short, I stayed at my cousin's house one night. The house was reputably haunted by some old woman's ghost. I had to sleep in my little cousins bed, (she was somewhere else) the idea of staying in a little girls room was revolting to me as the "tough guy" I was. When it was bed time, I realized there were dolls in the room. These were not just any dolls, they were clowns. From that moment on until bed time, I protested with every ounce of my being.

The fear I felt as a child was sickening. It would start as a small nagging sensation, and then slowly increase as time slipped further into night. At about 11 oclock I had this overwhelming fear gripping me. I laid in bed looking around without moving an inch. At about 11:30 my fear seemed to litterally "focus" on an object in the room. It was a clown-doll that sat on the dresser right next to the bed.

Now this is very hard to explain, but after a few seconds of being scaired out of my wits, a thought accoured to me, "That clown is about to move." Before I could consider how silly that sounds, I knew it was true. About a half-second later the head tilted toward me, and began to rock back and forth. Music started to play from it. I had no idea it was a wind-up, but some how it turned on just in that instance.

I was really scaired, but I calmly got out of bed, went to my Uncle's bedroom door, declaired the clown just moved, told them I was -NOT- sleeping in that room, and went to my other cousin's room to sleep.

A true story.

GOODBYE

When I was about 2 years old (1991), my Mum and my Aunty Denise were at my aunties house talking about coming to say goodbye to your loved ones when you pass over. This particular aunty used to wear bangles on each arm.

When I was 4 and a half(1994), my family (my parents and my sister) moved into a new house in sunshine (which is in melbourne, australia). It was during the night that my mum awoke to noises on the stairs (like bangles). She looked at the alarm clock and it was 1am.

In the morning, I woke up and told her that I saw a man standing in my doorway. My mum thought this was a little strange .. My cousin called not to long after to tell my mum that my Aunty Denise passed away at 1am that morning.

That was not the last time I saw a loved one or someone elses loved one in that house. I still live there but have not seen anything for the last 4 years.

- Emma

My story starts at my house. My mom and brother were not home when i came back from school. So i let myself in and went down to the computer room and got on the computer. They never really left like that, and not for so long. It had been at least an hour or two when i heard footsteps upstairs. So i jogged up the stairs and looked around but no one was there. I thought, thats weird. and went back downstairs. About ten minutes later i heard it again. I looked up at the cieling and wondered. Then i decided it was just a weird coincidence and ran upstairs to see my mom. Once again no one was home. Thats when i thought maybe it was the animals. I had three cats and a dog. So i moved them into a room and left them there when i went back downstairs. These footsteps sounded like boots, too heavy o be an animal but i figured i was just paranoid. I felt like i was being watched and eventually closed the door. I told myself over and over that i was just paranoid and that it was all in my head. These footsteps sounded everytime from the front door down the hall and into the kitchen above my head. Each and everytime. I started thinking, when we moved here the house had, had a secret room. If you walked into the insulation room there was a narrow hallway in the back, and pitch black. You were lucky if you could find the light before panicking and running away in fear. There was no door to the room, it was a bunch of cinder blocks, but a window space about five inches over my head and i'm 5'1". Inside there was just dirt and old coke and mountain dew cans from the 70's. If you looked on the right wall of the small room you'd see another window leading into another secret room. I started thinking about the games me and my friend would play, "what if" "what if there's dead bodies burried inside?" That kind of thing. Anyway, i looked over and noticed a hammer sitting on a filing cabinet and grabbed it, along with the phone. I walked slowly up stairs holding the hammer over my shoulder ready to swing, and went around the house opening every door and looking behind it. Nothing, and the animals were still locked in their room. I walked back down into the room shut the door and locked it. I sat there about ten minutes before i heard it again, and feeling completley insecure, i grabbed the hammer and phone again and jumped up on the desk to reach the high windows. I unfolded them and saw a huge spider web with the biggest spider you'd ever seen but too scared and hearing the steps, i just burst right through it wishing i could rescue my animals. I ran all the way out front and hid behind an energy box where i called my mom. She said she'd be right home. I swear after i hung up, i looked to the front of the house and saw the curtain drop. I sat there until my mother came home and checked the house and found nothing. it was a very weird and scary incident but i guess it happens.
-Lindsay

I was having a hard time sleeping that night. My husband and daughter were fast asleep. I finally got up and went into the living room to watch t.v. I was getting tired a little but still couldn't sleep. I had a weird feeling coming from the kitchen not a bad feeling but that something was there watching me. I looked up finally after i got enough courage to look. I seen a huge manly figure standing in the doorway. He was wearing a hooded cloke, you couldn't see his face but you could see his arms and hands. They were dark green, scaley and long nails. He was holding an old book and he was looking right at me he never said anything to me, he just stood there. After a few minutes he went away and i finally got to sleep. I don't think it was there too harm me but to help me sleep. What kind of guardian is he?

It was three weeks before Christmas 2004, i was driving to work along the Dungannon road in Northern Ireland. Every morning at this time i pray to God and the angels asking them to watch over and protect my husband, sons and myself., as i was praying my mind wandered off or thats what i thought at the time. I heard a voice saying"You better slow down because when you go around that corner there could be oil all over the road and you will skid in it and crash and you will have to explain to the police what happened". I shook my head and appoligised to God, telling him that i was sorry for letting my mind wander off in the middle of my prayers.

As i aproached the sweeping corner i saw a blue flashing light and immediately thought that the police were carring out speed checks and i slowed down, but as i rounded the corner, there was oil all over the road, a car had skidded and crashed through a hedge and lay upside down in a field and police were at the scene, i couldn't believe my eyes, oh my God i had just saw this happen earlier in my mind and i can say that i was really freaked out about all this.

When i arrived at work, i couldn't wait to tell my colleges what had just happened, they too thought that it was really weird and one of the girls waved her hand out in front of me and said" hey Kate your psychic, it's Wednesday, now give us the lotto numbers for tonight." and i rattled off six numbers, she wrote them down, later she done the lotto and won �94.00.I laughed and joked with her saying" oh im just having one of my psychic days" but really in my heart, i believe that the angels saved me that day and i am so grateful and glad to be able to share this story.

Ghost in the attic and under the tree:

It has been several years since we lived in an old house built after WW2.

My husband, I and six children lived there for several years. We moved in while my son was just a baby and before my last two were born.

To get to the story. After a few years the girls ( I had three before the son) began to tell me of strang happenings in the upstairs, where they all slept. The attic door would be closed when they went to bed and before morning would be open. It latched on the outside with a hook closure. They were also old enough to work and would come home at various hours after dark. I also worked at a newspaper office and sometimes would not get h ome until the wee hours of the morning. One of the things we had in common was hating to go past the big old pine tree in the yard, near where we all parked our vehicles. An earie feeling would descend on us and we would almost and sometimes did run to the front door to get in. My son even into his teens would refuse to sleep upstairs unless the three older girls were home.

One night I was taking a co-worker home from the paper and the closer we got to her house the weirder the feeling. Well I let her out and headed for home. The feeling got to the "spooked as hell", tempo before I pulled in the drive. I got out and the kids had forgotten to leave the porch light on. Before I got to the porch a feeling of pure evil descended on me and I had one heck of a time getting the key in the l ock. Soon as I did and closed the door, the feeling left, and wasn't repeated. I told the girls about it and they all admitted to the same feeling.

We never did investigate into the old house, but we all knew something was there. There were many other events took place in the old abode for a later time.

My name is Lynaya. (luh-nay-uh) This happened almost a year ago. And to this very day I am terrified to go anywhere in my house during the night.When I was nine years old, my bedroom was right across the hall from my mom and dad's, and sometimes my I would have a scary dream and I'd get off the top bunk and run across the hall as fast as I could and ask if I could sleep with her.Well this one night that this happened, my mom or dad wasn't home and the baby-sitter was sleeping overnight to watch us. It was probably about two in the morning, and I had woke up for no apparent reason and I couldn't go back to bed so I laid there in bed and I looked out in the hallway because I heard something. And at the time no one was awake. I looked out in the hall and I heard footsteps and my younger sister Rebekah was awake but I didn't know it. I kept on staring out in the hallway to see what would happen and then what I saw is something that still haunts my dreams. I looked and what I saw was what looked like my baby-sitter, but then I realized that I could see right through her and so I didn't move so it wouldn't notice me. But then it looked right at me and I could hear it breathing and the footsteps on the floor. It walked away and so I jumped off the bed and bolted as fast as I could to my parent's room and jumped into the bed and Cristy asked me what was wrong and I said "I saw a ghost" and I was crying so she believed me and in the morning I told my mom and she said it was a dream and I said no it wasn't because I could hear the footsteps and I could hear the ghost breathe! And I asked my sister if she had seen it: no she hadn't seen it but she said that she had seen me jump out of the bed and into the bed of my parent's room: in a trauma state.I know that it can't hurt me but I still feel the presence of the ghost in this house, and I believe the neighborhood I live in is haunted.

What I believe is a lost "SPIRIT" It happen one late night of January, 2005 while I was laying in my bed. I was laying in bed after a bad nightmare of something trying to hurt me. I felt like there was something over my bed staring at me. Then I hear noises of banging or someone walking across the floor. At this point I am scared. Well, then after a few minutes it went away. A few nights later, the whole family falls asleep in the living room.I was the last one to fall asleep. Well I started hearing the same sounds as before. So I cover up my head and try to lay still."thinking it won't see me" Well I ended up falling asleep then I am woke up to something grabbing my hand. I open my eyes there is no one there and everybody is still sleeping. So I believe it is a spirit of some sort. This happened February of 2005 my daughters father came to visit for a while. he slept in my daughters room. He said he saw the spirit and it talk to he. He was sleeping and was woke up to a guy heavyset, bald on top, wearing bib overalls. "The guy told him I will take care of you. So do not worry about nothing." Jeff "my daughters father" got up scared to death. I ask whets wrong? He said "I had a bad dream" I said about what "oh I can't talk about it" Finally he did the man kissed him on the check Jeff said get the hell out of here, the man just left and has not returned since. The moral of this story is I felt the spirits presents and my daughters father saw it and the description of the spirit fits the man I am with now.

When I was about sixteen I used to stay up late in the living room and talk to my friends through ICQ and AIM. During one of these times I visited the bathroom, and by coincidence I didn't close the bathroom door. Right next to the bathroom was my bedroom, and the first thing that I heard was a thump, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a very tall, white unhuman-like creature running out of my room, through the hallway and somewhere towards the front door. I was entirely too terrified to investigate. I know it wasnt some sort of halucination because in the hallway ontop of a dresser was a big stuffed dog that it knocked down while running. The creature almost seemed afraid of me, as if thinking i was going into my room after i was done in the bathroom and didnt want to be caught, so it made a run for it. I definately dont think it was a ghost or anything like an angel but I have no idea what it really was. Most people don't believe me when I tell them this, and my mom never really divulged her opinon, although I assume she just thinks I was being paranoid...But I KNOW what I saw, but really am curious as to what it could possibly have been.

I have only relayed this story to people in my family that I am close to, or to my VERY close friends. I told my husband but I don�t think he believes me. This happened when I was about 5 years old, living in an apartment complex with my mom and dad. I woke up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason and in the middle of my room, my bed was against the wall, there was a solid black folding screen, you know the kind that women used to change behind? Well anyway behind the screen there was this solid black person � thing. Its eyes were just white slits, there was no mouth or nose or ears that I could see. At the risk of sounding silly, it liked like the thing was wearing a solid black Spiderman costume. It kept peaking out at me from behind the screen, but in ways that a human person would not be able to move, one second it was peeking out from the left side, immediately after it was over on the right side, then it was peeking over the top, like to where you could see half it�s body. If it had been a person the weight of them would�ve toppled the screen. Unless the screen was made of something really heavy and solid. But why would a person break into our apartment dressed in a solid black Spiderman costume, carrying a heavy black screen they could climb on, just to scare me. And besides as fast as that thing was moving there would�ve had to have been 2 of them. Anyway, just wanted to share. I just found this website today and it�s awesome. Keep up the good work.

I have some pretty strange sightings and tales for you. In my hometown of Longview, TX. there are tales, especially amongst the African American community, of the Goat Man. I know there is another creature in Maryland, and while I myself have never seen it, I remember first hearing about it in middle school and well up into high school. Folks would say that its a half man-half goat creature that chases ppl with a machete or axe (depending on who's telling it). One story involved a school mate of mine during high school, who said that one night while out driving with his father on an interstate, their car had a flat and they had to pull over. Well, no sooner had they done this, then the Goat Man appeared and started to chase them while brandishing its weapon. I don't know how far they ran, but the creature apparently gave up the chase and disappeared. I haven't heard anything about it lately though, but while walking in some woods near my home, I did hear amongst the underbrush, close to where I was, yet out of sight, something crashing stomping away from me, like it was larger animal than the usual deer. Now, there are talks of people seeing a Sasquatch in our area, so I wonder if the two are related.

However, I have had sightings of strange phenomena, mostly as a young kid. My first experience was when I was four or three, during one stormy afternoon, when I saw, and I am very adamant about this, what appeared to be green and red lightening. They didn't even appear like normal lightening, either, they would dance in the sky like eletrical filaments. Have you ever heard of anything like that? Also, later on in my years, I remember seeing orbs of light dancing wildly across the night sky. It was after a storm and these were seen not just by me, but the entire town, like they were spot lights from something and it was swinging the lights about at an abnormally erratic speed. Thankfully, I have not seen any strange phenomena, but I would hope you could give me your opinion on these, surely there is a rational explanation.

MY AUNT OWNS A BIG HOUSE AND IN THIS HOUSE IS WHERE I MET THE LITTLE BOY WHO LIKES TO TERRIOZE THE KIDS OF THE HOUSE AND SOMETIMES THE ADULTS. I MET THE LITTLE BOY ONE DAYAS I HELPED CLEAN THE HOUSE, HE CALLED FROM THE CLOSET AND I TRIED TO GET INTO THE CLOSET TO INVESTIGATE THE NOISE THE DOOR WAS LOCKED. AS I WALKED AWAY I HEARD SOMEONE ASK AREN'T YOU GOING TO HELP ME? THEN THERE WAS A SKIN CRAWLING LAUGH AND I RAN OUT OF THE ROOM AND WAITED TILL I COULD SHAKE OFF THE FEAR,BUT I HADN'T BEEN THERE TO LONG BEFORE I HEARD LITTLE FOOTSTEPS RUNNNING TOWARDS ME FROM THE BACK ROOM TO WHERE I WAS. THE STEPS SOON STOPPED AND REALIZED I WASAN'T ALONE IN THE ROOM I LOOKED TOWARDS THE END OF THE COUCH AND THERE HE STOOD IN A DIAPER LOOKING AT ME. I RAN OUT SIDE CUSE I COULDN'T BELIVE WHAT I'D JUST SEEN ESPECIALLY SINCE THE LITTLE BOY LOOKED LIKE MY LITTLE COUSIN EDDIE,ONLY THIS EDDIE HAD A EVIL SMILE, ALL I KNOW IS THAT HE COMES AND HE SCARES EVERYONE.

I stumbled on your site by accident,and when I read the story about the creature around the LBL area I had to write.In the early 90`s I was camping in a primative camp ground in the LBL area , around 2 am I woke up to something ,the only way I can descripe it has a loud crying ,I mean loud.I laid in my camper thinking what it was and I have spent alot of time camping and I never heard anything like this.The creature was right across the Bay from me crying and staying in one spot ,I figured his or her lover must have died for this was some pityful stuff.This goes on till right before sunrise ,I get out of the camper the next day and the guy camping next to me ask me if I heard all that noise last night.I ask him if he thinks I am deaf and then he ask me what I thought it was .I tell him I don`t know and I don`t want to know ,but I still think about the time I was kept awake by the crying creature in the Land Between the Lakes.Signed WCS