My dad saw his own ghost
ANDIf you've read any of my previous stories, you'd know that I think there's a ghost in my dad's house. One night, while he was sleeping, he had a dream in which a huge weight was lying on top of him. He couldn't move because he was too hefty. When he finally gained enough strength to push the weight away, someone fell to the floor. He got up to check if the person was okay. As soon as my dad got up, the person sat down at the foot of the bed. My dad touched him on the shoulder and said, “Hey, man, are you okay?” but when he looked at the man sitting on the bed, he realized it was him! He jumped back in panic and woke up a few moments later. He called me immediately and told me this. I asked him if he thought he had died when it happened and he replied, “yes…” We both agreed that it could have either been a near-death experience or just a strange dream. The next night he dreamed exactly the same thing. Then he had this dream over and over again every night for about a week. One night he fell asleep on the living room couch instead of in his bedroom. He did NOT have this dream while he was sleeping in the living room. The next night he slept in his bedroom again and the dream repeated itself. He became afraid of sleeping in his room, so every night he slept on the couch in the living room. After a few months, the feeling seemed to just go away and now he can sleep in his own bed again. If anyone has any idea what this might even mean, I'd appreciate your comments! Thanks.
Mysterious Haunting
ANDIt all started in a diminutive neighborhood in Beverly, Massachusetts. My mother, my sister, our panda dog and I were just settling into our recent home when strange things started happening. One evening my mother and sister went grocery shopping and I stayed home and worked on my oral report. About three minutes after they left I heard banging on the door so I went to see who was there, but when I opened the front door there was no one there. I went back up the stairs to work, but the same thing happened again. This time through the back door. So I replied again, there's no one there. I just thought it was my nerves or imagination, so I went to the kitchen for a soda, came back up the stairs, and that was it.
Then it was my mother's turn. I was at a recent friend's house and my babysitter was at the park, and when we got back my mom was making lunch for us. When Mom finished, she went into the living room to read a book. About thirty minutes into the story, she felt someone breathing cool air down her neck. When she turned around, she saw the silhouette of a man in a military uniform. She was so scared that she went to the library, but because she was so scared, she just sat there.
Then it was my sister's turn and she was sitting in her room playing with the miniature porcelain dolls Nana had given her when one of them floated in the air and left the room. She chased him, but he left the house and landed on three graves at the back of the house. She told me and I checked the computer for any evidence or history leading up to this strange phenomenon. It said there was a family living there and the husband was crazy because he was an alcoholic and he killed his daughter and mother and then he buried them in the yard and killed himself, but to tell you the weirdest thing, the computer started typing in the words “help us!”
So we told my mother and she called the cemetery caretaker to come and bury the bodies in a marked grave and that was the end of our and their problems.
REST IN PEACE.
White shadow
MYour friend and I stayed at this hotel. The whole school was there because we had just won a soccer tournament and were promised we would win. Me and her unpacked our stuff and got online. She connected the camera to the laptop and everything went blank. We thought it was just something wrong with the internet. Then something came from the computer, a dim sound, like someone scratching their fingernails on a chalkboard. She turned it off and let it rest. Then we heard something in the corridor. It was as if someone was walking back and forth. We went outside to see if it was one of our friends, but as we got closer to the door, the sound seemed to escape. When we got there he was gone, but there was a white shadow by the door. We ran back in and called the next room. They looked out and saw it next to their door. We all met in the middle where there was a door connecting the two rooms. We decided to spend that night together, but one of our friends got diseased. When we left the hotel everything was fine.