Do you believe in ghosts/haunted places?

[DISshopkeeper]

I love these stories. If you do, too, here's another good Ghost thread!

 

[Pea-n-Me]

I believe.

I've always enjoyed reading ghost stories, especially New England ghost stories. I've enjoyed the stories on this thread, thanks for sharing.

Charlene, it made me sad, too, just to read about the little girl wanting you to brush her hair. It must have been very moving for you living it.

I can't say I've ever had any experiences of my own. Even though I'm open to it I don't think I have whatever it takes. Oh well, maybe it's better that way.

 

[BWVDenise]

dh came home last night and was telling me about how his building is "haunted" at work. He gave me some examples (I won't bore you with the details-- it was nothing major), but what came to mind was something that happened to him a few years ago...
He was in Virginia on a business meeting and had gone to bed in his hotel room. In the middle of the night, he awoke to see a man in his room. He jumped out of bed, assumed a "fight" stance, and yelled "GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" As he stood there, the man started to walk away from him and disappeared.

 

[bizybea]

Whew~it's 10:30 pm now and I'm getting the willies from reading this thread! I think I'll come back tomorrow during the daytime and read it!

 

[sunsprinkle24]

I may have seen something when I was little, I don't know if it was an overactive imagination...or something else. I was always scared as a child...mom had to lay down with me at night until I went to sleep and then she would get up and go to her own room. Well, one night, I was probably between 8-10, I woke up and there was a girl in bed with me...she was all white, and had her head laying on the pillow next to mine. She smiled at me and said in a kind of breathless way, "hi!". I screamed and pulled the covers over my head, still screaming for mom. I remember thinking, "she doesn't have any feet!" because I couldn't see any feet or legs under the covers. Another time, I woke up and saw this girl walking away from my bed. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. Of course I started screaming for mom again!
The house we lived in, we rented. I was afraid of my mom and dad's bedroom furniture. It was a sleigh bed with dresser to match. For some reason I was scared of it. I didn't find out till a few years ago, when I asked Mom what happened to that furniture when we moved, that it came with the house.
I was so scared all the time in that house. When Mom would leave me alone to run to the store, I would wait till she drove off then put my coat on and run to the neighbors and sit beside their house behind their pine bushes till I saw Mom's car turning in our driveway, then run in the front door and she never knew I was outside. But I couldn't stand to stay in that house alone! When Mom would take a bath I would sit outside the bathroom door as close to it as I could.
We never really talked about this, and we moved out of that house when I was about 11 or so. Our next house was new and I was never that afraid again. Anyway, like I said, we never talked about it but I brought it up to mom a couple of years ago. That's when I found out the furniture went with the house, and she was shocked at just how scared in that house I was. Told her about my hiding behind the neighbors bushes just to keep from being in the house alone. She said, she thinks but is not sure, the family who owned the house, had a little girl die.
So, did I see something, or was it just an overactive imagination? I don't know. I get scared at scary movies, and reading some of these stories- well I probably will think about them as I go to bed tonight, LOL. When my husband worked nights I slept with the light on in my room. So it could just be I am that sort of person who scares easily and as a child imagined all of it.

 

[Eric95403]

I'll jump in a little late, but YES I do believe in ghosts, spirits, something else out there besides us.

When my wife and I moved back to our hometown so I could start a new job, we rented an older house from her parents. From the first night, I heard what sounded like a rocking chair rocking in the corner of our bedroom. There was no rocking chair in the room. Usually after the rocking stopped, there was tapping on the bedroom window. Since we were new to the house, I thought it might be a tree brushing up against the window. Well, there was no tree either. This pretty much continued until we moved out and bought our own house. We pretty much joked to ourselves that the house was haunted. Well a few months after we moved out, my father in law approached us and asked us if we experienced anything weird while we lived in the house. He went on to say that the current renter had encountered several instances which were unexplained. A few times when the bedroom door door was closed, someone was attempting to turn the door knob as if to get in our out. Also, she had an antique sewing maching that was peddle powered. Well, the machine was "running" by itself with some foot power behind it. She also had claimed to see a small child in the backyard, only to see him/her vanish with the blink of an eye. Needless to say, chills ran up and down my body when I realized all we had hear was probably real.

In another house at another time (actually my wife's grandmother's house), just after she died we had to go back to her house to pick a few things up. She had an old godfather clock that was turned off because it disturbed her (I'm not sure it worked anyway to be honest but we know for a fact it was shut off somehow). As we entered the house, the clock struck 12 chimes. It wasn't noon or midnight. It scared us silly, but we figured it was her way of communicating to us at the moment.

So yes, I believe.