Ghost Stories

My daughter's bed

AND I was getting ready to lie down in my bed after placing my first born daughter in the crib in the next room… A few moments later I heard a male voice “Oh look baby” coming from my baby's room through the baby monitor. But my husband was lying next to me, my father and mother were already sleeping in their own bed 2 rooms away, my grandparents (on my mother's side) were in my mother-in-law's quarters (which was located up the driveway on the hill) and were already asleep. I think it was my slow grandparents or my grandfather (paternal) who died a year ago who came to wish the baby a welcome. Anyway, I jumped out of bed and grabbed the baby. Then she slept in her bed next to my bed or in my bed for a long time!

I've seen my father's mother watching me sleep or play the piano in the past, but the fact that they came to my baby scared me a little. I know they would never hurt her, but the thought that it could have been something else with a helpless baby kept me from putting her back in her crib. Freaky.

Even as I write this, someone/thing is playing with my hair, running a finger through it or just stroking it lightly… It's quite annoying.

  • J.W.H

    John Williams is a blogger and independent writer focused on consciousness, perception, and human awareness, exploring topics such as dreams, intuition, and non-ordinary states of experience. Driven by a lifelong curiosity about the nature of reality and subjective experience, his perspective was shaped in part by structured study, including the Gateway Voyage program at the Monroe Institute. His writing avoids dogma and sensationalism, instead emphasizing critical thinking, personal insight, and grounded exploration. Through his work, John examines complex and often misunderstood subjects with clarity, openness, and an emphasis on awareness, choice, and personal responsibility.

A voice in my daughter's room

AND I was supposed to sew in my daughter's room, where there was a sewing machine, and finish the dress I had made. Suddenly, as I entered the room, the atmosphere in the room changed. I felt like I was in a closed closet with no air. I felt like the air was sucked out of the room. Then I heard a voice say, “Hello,” a male voice. Just a basic “hello”. I just got mad because I didn't have time for it. I shouted, “Get out of here!” Well, that's what happened. The room seemed to open. I felt the atmosphere of peace. I continue to sew and it has never bothered me.

But sometimes when I entered this room, I could smell tobacco smoke. Terrible! Then it disappeared. Here I knew something wanted to disturb me. To disturb me. Who or what was that? Just some ghost who wants something fun. I asked the owner of the rented house if anyone had died in the house. She said her father. I asked her if she smoked. She replied, “Yes, tobacco.”

That was enough for me. I told my husband I wanted to move. Nothing happened in those few months and I didn't wait for it to happen. Then we finally moved.

  • J.W.H

    John Williams is a blogger and independent writer focused on consciousness, perception, and human awareness, exploring topics such as dreams, intuition, and non-ordinary states of experience. Driven by a lifelong curiosity about the nature of reality and subjective experience, his perspective was shaped in part by structured study, including the Gateway Voyage program at the Monroe Institute. His writing avoids dogma and sensationalism, instead emphasizing critical thinking, personal insight, and grounded exploration. Through his work, John examines complex and often misunderstood subjects with clarity, openness, and an emphasis on awareness, choice, and personal responsibility.

A little girl and three men

HMy name is Kim and I'm from New Sudbury. I'm a teenage girl haunted by more than one ghost, but this one little girl keeps trying to contact me. When I first moved into this house, I noticed an unpleasant feeling in the upstairs room and also in the bathroom, as if I was being watched…

A few weeks later it became much stronger and I could see flashes of this little girl who had a pale white face, long black hair and black around her eyes with enormous pupils, she was about 5 or 6 years venerable, maybe younger… A few days after I was lying in the bedroom alone on the bed and suddenly the bed started vibrating and shaking for a few minutes, I immediately got up in shock and ran out of the bedroom.

I told my boyfriend about it, but he didn't believe my story. A week passed, me and my boyfriend were lying on the bed making love and as I passed him I saw the face of a little girl right next to me. Months later I still felt concerned, I just didn't say anything because I didn't want them to think I was going crazy. A few months later, I was having sex with my boyfriend and then I noticed a bite mark from a little girl, something like three little tooth marks. I asked my boyfriend, “Did you bite me?” and he said, “No, how could I?” and I didn't bite my wrist. Before I went to sleep, I wrote the number on my wrist to remember the TV channel my program was on, 615, and the tooth marks were under six. We also noticed that the clock was set to 3:00. We took photos of the room, the mirror and the closets, and the basement, we put them into the computer and we saw the girl's face in the bedroom and the basement, we also saw two men in the mirror, a heart with the children's faces was engraved on the basement wall, but when you look at it in person, you can't see it, you can only see it in the photo.

There was more, but I would appreciate hearing from someone who has been through this and who can aid me understand.

  • J.W.H

    John Williams is a blogger and independent writer focused on consciousness, perception, and human awareness, exploring topics such as dreams, intuition, and non-ordinary states of experience. Driven by a lifelong curiosity about the nature of reality and subjective experience, his perspective was shaped in part by structured study, including the Gateway Voyage program at the Monroe Institute. His writing avoids dogma and sensationalism, instead emphasizing critical thinking, personal insight, and grounded exploration. Through his work, John examines complex and often misunderstood subjects with clarity, openness, and an emphasis on awareness, choice, and personal responsibility.