InkJet wrote Heres a scary story: I was born

Lgnd wrote I would poop my pants bro, but I'd be curious to go check it out.... with a gun. I don't have any cool ghost story's.

Ninja wrote I've had a few but it doesn't change much on my perspective, I personally think there is a logical reason behind my story.

So when I was about 5 me and my siblings where downstairs wrestling and I hid from my brother, as I hid my dad came back from the shop and everyone heard very loud footsteps upstairs.. and laughing.. but everyone was downstairs.. my dad shouted for me to come downstairs as they where renovating the bathroom. I come out of the cupboard where I hid downstairs and everyone else was downstairs, So my dad went to look and nothing. He was a bit weirded out. This isn't where it gets weird, my sister had a "imaginary friend" with a name I can't remember, turned out one of the owners before hand was named that, a young Victorian couple lived there and the child had apparently died in the lake out the front.

I've had this theory on things, I don't think a place is haunted rather, the person..
Just this year I've had footsteps run across the hallway, people call my name etc now with my being schizophrenic nobody believes a word I say. HOWEVER, one day my sister also heard someone saying my name. She's a complete anti-ghost person. A non believer. I think if someone has mental health issues there's an underlying issue of contacting dead or even seeing or hearing things. It's not just a brain disorder.

But that's just me.

GQ1996 wrote During my Freshman year of high school. I just moved into a new home for us, but it was old. Like built in 1870 old. Looked good for its age though. My buddy and I was just playing some xbox in the game room which had 2 computer gaming chairs. We were getting ready to leave, and as I was walking out the door I forgot my phone. So I told him to wait outside so I can go get my phone real quick. All the lights off the only way I can see is the street lights illuminating my surroundings through the window. I walk across my house to the gaming room and I got the weirdest feeling. Don't know how to explain it, but it felt cold and dry, instant goosebumps. Found my phone where I left it, and as i reached for it the computer chair slowly rolled away from where it was sitting. Not thinking much of it, I was getting ready to walk back outside and THUMP!! Boy did I about crap my pants. The computer chair that was rolling ended up on its side as if was pushed over. Me freaking out, being me decided to look at the chair and in the window beside the tv I could see a younger silhouette of a woman in the window with what looked to be hair straightened to the shoulders, Me being me thought it was my sister messing with me so i moved the curtains to the side and just like that. nothing was in the window... Nothing. I was about 300 pounds at that time. I'm pretty sure I made a lot of NFL running backs look slow. I never ran that fast in my life. I could not sleep in that house.. I was up all that night after returning home.


Story number 2... Same house as above. About 2-3 weeks after my first encounter. This is where things get creepier. I was sleeping in my room and one of my lamps came on.. It was one of those touch activating ones. Woke me up, so i thought maybe dust made it turn on whatever. I get up and go turn it off. As i lay back down in bed lay on my side and again my dark room gets illuminated with light... That lamp turned back on.. me being me gets frustrated trying to get some sleep. I get up and remember mumbling this stupid lamp is faulty. so i unplug it... big mistake.... lay back down in bed just as i get ready to fall asleep. CRASH!! Instantly get up and look to see my lamp laying on the floor, complete opposite side of the room and again I see this figure where my lamp was leaning on my dresser just staring at me. Not believing what I can see I stare, and stare, and stare not able to see much of a face it was too dark, but I could see the outline. If I was to guess she stood maybe 5 feet up from the ground. Shocked as i could get out, but at this point I wasnt scared, just more in disbelief as i don't believe in ghosts.... Now I do.... back to the story I stated could you please leave me alone leave.. nothing silence. Still staring at this figure in disbelief, then i blinked and gone. Never head a encounter with that figure again..

I will be honest. I never believed in ghost or hauntings, but after that I don't watch any ghost movies of that nature. Those couple months after those 2 encounters really spooked me and I still have nightmares of those nights. Nothing was hostile about the encounter.

Fun fact in the celler of that house or basement there was multiple rooms. one room where you could tell had a door frame at one point in time had cinder blocks in the frame and sealed with concrete. The realitor told us around 1918 a family lived there and the father was deployed to Europe and never returned, He had a daughter and Wife at the time. After finding out the claimed he was KIA (Killed in Action) the daughter hung herself in the downstairs celler. whether or not it was in the closed off room. I will never know.