Ghost Stories

I saw the ghost of a little girl

ABOUTThat night I woke up from a terrible dream. A few seconds after waking up, I opened my eyes and saw a white figure that looked like a little girl. I closed my eyes in fear, and when I opened them again, she was in a different position! I was too afraid that if I opened my eyes again, she would be right next to my bed! So I closed my eyes and went to sleep. The next morning I told my sister and mother what had happened, even about the dream. They didn't believe me and said I was just seeing things and that when I had this dream I was imagining this character.

That night I woke up again, but not from sleep… My body feels things, and when it feels there is a spirit around my body, it will wake me up, I saw her again! I was terrified! I didn't know what to do, so I closed my eyes once again and tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't, not because of the fear I felt. When I heard my mom was awake, I told her I was seeing her again and she replied, “It's okay, just try to go to sleep.” So I tried it and it worked. But believe it or not, I saw her all the time! So the next night, after seeing her for three nights in a row, my mom and I prayed to this girl to leave me alone, and she did.

But a few months later, when my mother and I were so close to falling asleep, we heard her voice. She said “OK…” It was terrifying! I asked my mom if she heard it too and she said “yes, that's you?” I said, “No, I heard that too, what could it be?” She replied, “I don't know, but let's try to get some sleep…” and we did. The next morning I told her, “I think it was that little girl I saw a few months ago… Maybe she's stuck here…” My mother said, “Maybe God asked her to come to heaven…” I agreed, it made sense if you ask me! So that night I prayed to this girl to leave me alone and that I would never want to meet her again. I haven't had any sign of him being there since then, but I know he's watching over me. Now my life has become better without her meetings, I am becoming happier and safer. But I'm still afraid of ghosts. I wonder what I will encounter next.

  • 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.

What we see out of the corner of our eye

ANDAs a child, I always saw something. As a teenager, I was “scared” of strange shapes and always “felt” things. Sometimes I was fascinated by air molecules in a stream of lightweight. Or eye floaters… I've always been interested in them and sometimes I adjusted my vision to other things, such as the density of the walls. I guess I was trying to see the dynamics of matter. Well, it happened to me a few times that the walls turned into faces, and they changed from one face to another, and over and over again, until I couldn't see that way anymore. But if I look at a blank wall for a long time, for example, I start to see faces. The faces stick out of the walls and look a little smaller than realistic. Sometimes I wonder where they get ideas for horror movies with a face bulging out of the wall. Have other people seen this? What do you think? Are these ghosts that I see? Another thing is those white fluffy things that you see out of the corner of your eye and then you turn your head and they're gone. What are they?

  • 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.

Something is holding me

Ssomething, a ghost, a spirit or a ball, I don't know what it is, finds me, my mother and my brother, no matter where we move. I'm here in Australia, my mom is in New Zealand. The first time it happened to me was when I was 18, lying in bed, staring at the curtains, when suddenly I couldn't catch my breath or scream for support. I told my mother about this and then she told me all about her experiences of being held down and unable to move or speak. My mother saw something at the end of her bed, my brother heard a voice (saying “I'm back”) and the three of us have the same thing happen when we feel really tired – it happens in a second. You are in a motionless trance, completely paralyzed, unable to scream for support and you are AWAKE.

Last week when this happened to me 6 times in a row, right after each other, I felt like someone was standing next to me, I looked and saw a dim white delicate. It moved from my right side and went over my head, then over my husband's head and stayed next to him. Black tentacles, or maybe hair, waved around this white delicate. First time I saw something and it was still there. I woke up my husband and told him to turn on the delicate. He took a sleeping pill and was too sleepy to get out of bed. I grabbed his cell phone which glows with delicate when you turn it on, I turned it on and we didn't see when he turned it off, it was still there. Until I finally fell asleep, a few hours later, I didn't take my eyes off it. My body was chilly and I had goosebumps all night long. My husband doesn't believe in such things, but he knew I was afraid of something I couldn't take my eyes off.

I told my brother, he saw the same thing a week before me. Last night my mother saw it – the first time in 4 years, but she went further and it entered her body, she saw the figure of an elderly woman and what she remembers most are the eyes of this woman, they were like the eyes of a lizard, green/bluish. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw my stepfather about to jump into bed and tried to scream at him. He heard a dim sound and thought she was choking, so he grabbed her to bring her down. The moment he grabbed her, she felt him leave her body through her left side. Once it was inside her, she said it let her know – it was back and she was in total control.

We have been blessed several times and our homes have been blessed, and it passes, but eventually it comes back. Me and my brother are afraid of this. My mom isn't scared, just really irate and pissed off at what's happening to us.

We don't know what to do.

  • 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.