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does anyone have a neat story about doing some ghost hunting...

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i have many.. have been ghost hunting for 17 years and have many many stories to share...here is one


i was asked a few years ago to stay over at a friends house because they thought the place was haunted. they would tell me of things that have happened as far as ghostly activity would go. telling me that they had seen apparitions and have had many things move such as dishes, picures, and one candle.

that night, we was all having fun playing cards, and out of the blue, a cabinet door slowly opened and a glass fell out and broke all over the floor. and at the same time one of the pictures of one of thier relatives that had passed on was slightly moving as well.

this caught my interest. so i went and got my recorder and cameras. unfortunately the equipment didnt pick up on anything, but i did see it with my own eyes.

I dont go looking for ghosts and have never tried but they do tend to find me.... (I have a lot of ghost stories though)

There was one in the last house that I was in and he got really attached to my mom and I. When she was talking about the fact that we were moving we felt him get angry about it and we had a huge glass of hot tea sitting about a foot in on the comp desk.... and as we both glanced at it we saw it move and start to tilt forward AS it was moving forward and then just before it went over the edge it swerved so that the contents spilled on the right side of me and if it had stayed in a straigh line it would have went on the left side of me and not got on anybody.... but he made it so that it went between us and got us both a little... we could tell he was sorry afterwords.

there is this place called the franklyn castle in cleveland ohio i pass by it alot, there is a long long histery for this castle from the time built from today pictures ive taken with things ive seen, people ive known who been inside the franklyn castle and those i known of who knew a previous owner... very intreresting to read trust me ill soon put pictures on my profile

i have ghosts in my house, been in all my houses that i have lived in, i dont go hunting them, they follow me. there was one night that i was sitting on my bed and happened to look out the door to the living room and i say one look around the corner of the door at me. freaked me out. lol.

if anyone interested. i have alot of stuff in my journal concering ghost hunting...take a look if you wish :)

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i would like to get a mini tape recorder and do some ghost hunting in the cementary and see if i cant pick up some voices...has anyone done that?

We had the same thing happen in the house we lived in as kids, items would fall off the benches even though they would be near the wall, i would see shadows of someone late at nite when everyone was asleep...was always freaked out whenever i was alone in the house

everyday is like a ghost hunt for me. it seems like i have the innate ability to attract ghost anywhere i go. but the most intresting story i have is in a way kind of bizzare. i had been sensng coldspots and other paranormal activity in the house i was staying in. so i decided to do a cleaning of the house after a few weeks of experiencing this .but 3 days before the cleansing i was in the bathroom and i heard someone walking outside the house. and then i heard from out in the hall ill not let u near him coming from a woman but i was the only person in the house. i dismissed this particular insident, but the following night i as woke from a deep sleep by a struggle and as i sat up in bed i seen a man killing a young woman right at the foot of my bed and then she looked at me and asked for help but i couldn't move. i knew that it wasn't at dream because i could see that they were in a way translucent. but the next day i released her spirit and then cleansed the house so she could finnaly rest.

When my oldest daughter was three , I was working at an InnerCity Outreach Center. In the back of the shelter for abused woman, there was a sanctuary where church services were held for the residents every Wednesday night. Early that morning my daughter and I were in the sanctuary she was practicing the piano and I was cleaning to prepare for the concert that evening. She was talking to someone and she told me there was a man in the hall saying " Would you like some candy little girl" and that he had blood on his hands... I freaked out.. Cause it was really cold right where she was sitting. I found out later that evening there was a man who was hitchiking and was picked up by this older gentleman and he killed him and buried him where that building was.

there are 5 spirits there, a little girl, and little boy, Mrs. winchester, the forman, and a soul that got lost there and is a tourtured soul, who screams loud and grabs ur anckles. the little girl follows motherly figures espcially clarvoyant figures around the house. the little boy is in the scayance room, Mrs. winchester, she was poisioned she did not die of heart faile ur she is stuck in time she lays in bed calughing and choking....that's what i saw...the forman is in the basement near the radiators and the boilor, the tortured soul is in the right hand corrner when u first walk in the basement....a demon is there as well to torture the man...he is chained to the wall... it's not a former slave or anything like that he's a modern day man.... but he follows me alot...him and the demon so i don't think he's a part of the winchester mansion....those are my findings of the winchester mystery mansion

also my camera flickered.

I've been to a couple of places that were haunted. I wasnt looking for any ghosts, i was just searching the areas or wandering the areas after hours. One place i went to, i ran into a civil war soldier by accident. I happened to hear what sounded like a little screaming "mommy", looked over my shoulder & there he was looking right through me in a grey uniform with jet black hair. It was a bit creepy & cool at the same time.

I'd like to say I have a great ghost story -- but I'd be lying. I don't. The closest I can come up with is an experience I had at sleepaway camp (yeah, I realize "the ol' sleep away camp story"... Well, I did experience this all first hand, so make of it what you will... Now to make a long story longer.

There was a cabin on the boy's side of the lake that was never allowed to be occupied. The owners had attempted to padlock it, etc only to find the locks crushed or the rear of the cabin accessible (all cabins had a tiny escape hole in the back but we were never told why).

Of course, once you tell kids not to do something, it goes straight to the "To Do" list...no exception here. Rumors flew wildly about a madman that killed a whole cabin full of campers, a suicide-turned-ghost, an occult that practiced rituals and my favorite -- two huntuers who were squatting in the cabin during hunting season were both found mounted and gutted on the wall with hoof prints all over the room and ceiling...

My cabin-mates and I snuck out during a full moon to meet up with guys on the other side. The whole thing was to dare to go inside and play this really moronic game (of which, I cannot remember the name) where two people are involved. The first person leans against a wall and starts breathing rapidlyfor about ten seconds while bent forward. On the final breath, they must stand upright, hold their breath and allow the other person to put pressure on their chest by pressing the breas tplate and leaning into it with full weight. Obviously, this would cut off the blood and oxygen to the brain and make the person pass out. Yes, stupid. I know.

So, two by two, people took turns doing this in the "haunted cabin" in the dark. I was sitting on the cabin steps with the door closed at my back. I heard a scream (I'll never forget it -- it made my brain explode with fear) and we all rushed into the room with our flashlights blazing. One of the girls was on the floor convulsing with foam coming out of mouth. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head and she was digging her nails so deep into the cabin floor that she ripped a couple of nails clear off. In the corner, her friend was standing, shivering and had urinated on herself.

We all thought she had a seizure because of this stupid game. Here's the kicker, she never played. There was never a ten-count (you could hear everything from where I sat -- and I did hear everyone's ten-count prior). They weren't even in the room long enough to begin. Both girls were sent home -- to the hospital. One had cardiac and respiratory failure and the other (the one who urinated on herself) for starvation, sudden-hearing loss and numerous self-inflicted wounds that ranged from a sharp stick she attempted to jam in her face (she did this that night while the counselors were trying to calm her) to repeated suicide attempts. I only saw her jab herself with the stick before being sent back to my own cabin.

I don't really speak to any of the kids I went to camp with -- but was told by my younger sister that one of the girls died after burning herself in her parents shed. The numbers 1 through 10 were barely legible on the walls.

Well I am not sure if this is just me being paranoid or I been watching to many ghost movies. But one night I have had a fight with my dad he goes to bed pissed blah blah done with ........20 minutes later picture frame at the top of the stairs just flies across the room and then later that evening I hear footsteps and voices when everyone else is asleep I go to see if maybe I left tv on as I am walking in the hallway with no light on I saw a shodow figure run up towards me and even felt some pressure in front of my body. I yeah screamed didn't expect it. Ironic part was it was 3am. Never being out of my room during that hr lol Good topic too (thumbs up)

ive had a few things have happened to be over the years but the one that stays in my mind every now and then.
my first husband passed away in 1982. I was a young single mother of 22...i had bought rick a designer after shave called denim i had purchased it at elder beerman store and paid too much money for it lol...he liked it and it smelled so good..when he passed away i will admit i was highly distraught...for months i cried myself to sleep...i missed him so bad and our future with our daughter was cut so short. then one day im sitting on the couch watching tv and my mind started to drift i thought of him and wondered if he got to where he was going and hoping he was happy...all of a sudden i felt something very gentle brush against my cheek and i smelled his after shave cologne...i took in a deep breath just so i could make sure i was smelling what i thought i smelled lol....a single tear rolled down my face...i knew it was his way of coming back. to let me know he was ok...and over the years when ive been sad or depressed i still get a sense hes close by watching over me..and then i dont feel so bad...

We have a house on a mountian close by , about an hour away. It has been torn down for about 5-6 years now. It was always said that the hoiuse was haunted. The family that was living there, all died horrible deaths thanks to the father. This was told to me by my father. A very religious man. As it was told to me the Father di not want the daughter dating and concidered it a sin if she did. She was caught talking to a boy she went to school with numerous times. From what I was told, the father caught them together in the barn behind the house and her dad went mad. He killed her and the boy with a cicle. When the mother ran out to see what he had done she began to beat hime in anger. He beat and strangled her. They also had a 2 year old son, which the father through down the well back behind the house. After realizing what he had done, He burried the reamining family members in the cellar under the house. and proceeded to the upstairs and hung himself.

My father went to school with this man and new his family.

Now that you know abit of the background. My friends and I went to the Hinch house. I nor my friends believed that this place is or ever was haunted. We decided to spend the weekend at the house. Now on the way to the place, you have to travel down a long dirt road. I never imagined that the house was as big as it was. You could see the entire road to the house from the top of the hill, but you could not see the house itsself. I fiugured it was surrounded by the trees and was probably just a smaller house and probably doesn't even have a second floor. We followed the road down, being in a hurry we were flying. :) About a mile down the road we turned the corrner and Chris slammed on his breaks, and we slid on to the first two steps of the front porch. :) Scared the hell out of all of us, lol. The house was huge even by todays standards. We backed off the steps and and laughed about it be cause we almost drove right into the house. We began to unload every thing and started in. Me being the way I am went hunting around the perimeter of the house to see what the whole place looked like. I walked around staring at the old house, all the galss except for the top two windows were broken out. Theres was what looked like an old garden that wrapped aound from the side to the back. As I walked around to the back side of the house I came across an old oak tree. There were to names carved on the tree. J.H. I am assuming was Jamie Hinch, the daughters name. I don't know the boys name that was on it. The letters were C.B. I could hear my friends inside and I turned around to see Jason throw a stick at me trying to scare me. When I turned around I saw the cellar door, and went straight to it. The doors was hard to open and almost fell apart when I finally got it opened. It smelled like death and milldew. There were three large holes dug out when I flashed my light in there. I back off quickly and yelled for the rest of them to come see. While I was waiting on them to come to the back I walked to the well and decided to look down it. It sill had water in it and smelled putred. They finally came down and looked in side and swore when they walked in the room they began to freeze. I didn't go in until after they did and I noticed the exact same feeling. I was very very cold near the holes. We got out pretty quick and the girls wouldn't even go in. Jason Chris and I all went down through the field to the barn and the girls went inside the house. There were still a few tools hanging around the rafters of the barn and there was still hay in the loft. There was also what looked like blood on the walls of the barn as well. The whole barns was very cold and kinda spooky. There seemed to be a wind blowing through the rafters making the tools rattle and clang together, but there was no wind outside at all. The trees were not enen moving not even a single leaf. We were a bit spooked by that and left the barn. Heading back up through the field I honestly thought I saw some one or some thing moving along the treeline. I have no clue what it was, but I did tell the guys what I saw and we stopped and tooka look and then saw nothing. After about an hour of getting our thing layed out, sleeping bags and lanterns and the little portable grill, we started hearing things.
Chris and Jason thought it was the nonexisting wind we felt in the barn. i was just feeling very uneasey. We all went outside to cook our food, and could not get the grill to light. It was not even a gas grill. We put an entire thing of lighter fluid on it and it would only stay lit for a few seconds at a time. we ate our hotdogs cold that night. :) We came back in around 9 or 10 when after it had gotten dark on us. We had only been sitting there talking for a little bit when our lanterns and flashlights started getting dim. The battreries were new and the lanterns were filled before we left Chris's house. After about and hour the lanterns and lights died out completley except for my one lantern. All the other still had plenty of fluid. Everone huddled around mine for light and I decided to hang it on the wall on a nail behind me so it would shine brighter.
We sat for a few more minutes and started to get ready for bed, when we heard the footsteps again above us. Chris and I decided to check it out ot make the girls feel better. Jason stay with them as we took off walking down the hall. We checked out the first three rooms and nothing was there. They didn't even have windows in them. We were cutting up and laughing as we headed towards theend of the hall where there was a door and the staircase that led to the upstairs rooms. I had been wanting to go up there all night. As we approached the door way the door slammed on Chris's face. It broke his nose and knocked him down taking me with him. Chirs didn't get scared, he got really reallly pissed. We heard footsteps running up the stairs and Chris kicked the door in. He took off runnung up the stairs we me right behind him yelling for Jason to come quick. As we reached the top of the stairs it ended. There was nothing there. More than a few of the step were missing and no one was in sight. Jason and the gilrs were there in a heartbeat.
Amy was crying and Brenda had actually peed herself. We all headed back down the stairs. Chris's nose was bleeding like crazy. As we came to the doorway it slammed on us again. Jason and I ripped the door open and there was still no one there. The group of us hadn't gotten more than three steps out of the dorrway when the other three doors started to slam over and over. We quickly mad our way back to the main room Jason and I up front. No more than we crossed the thresh hold of the large room, we heard nothing. the girls began to get everything packed up as fast as they could and I was helping as much as I could. Jason got mad because he didn't want to leave. Even Chris was ready to go. :) Jason pulled out his knife out of his pocket and threw it, and stuck in the wall first try. We were still getting everything together when he walked over to get his knife. As soon as the knife left the wall it started gushing some fluid. It was to dark to tell what it was. About that time the window that chris was next to slammed shut. He was the first one out the door, with Jason right behind him. The girls and I were the last ones out with all the stuff. we left somewhere around 1:30 that night and haven't went back to the property since then or even after they tore the house down. As we were leaving we still heard the foot steps up stairs, and the windows up ther were slamming open and shut as we drove off.

I have four other witnesses besides myself to this. And no of us will even drive near that place now.

I tried using the ouija board in a "negative " place....strong dark vibes....wow. You could feel the malevolent force..never again I will ghost hunting to the rotrooter men

when i was 18 years old, two years after i had become interested in the parnormal. i lived in a mobile home and my father in which was parapalegic on his left side' we had to leave the kitchen light on for this purpose in case he would holler at me late at night. well one night my nephew had come over and was staying the night. for some reason i couldnt sleep.

well while i couldnt sleep , later on that night i heard a noise and thought it was my father, but i didnt hear any noise afterwards. then i happen to look at the crack that was in the door and seen 3 shadows coing towards the room that i was sleeping in. then they vanished. well i tried to go to sleep then i felt an icy cold hand on my back and my blankets ripped back from me. at this time in my life it actually scared me a little bit. but i pulled my blanket back on me and closed my eyes.

after a bt of having my eyes closed i opened then and turned towards my feet, and at my feet i saw 3 firgures standing there. one was of a burly 6 foot plus man and the other two a boy and a girl not much further than one year apart. well this scared me. well i decided to open my eyes again and the the little girl that was with the bunch was right in front of my face. her lips were moving but couldnt hear a thing. and i closed my eyes again..when opened for the third time they all had vanished.

the next morning i asked my nephew if he had seen anything and he said " yes i did i seen a big man with two children" and then they vanished in front of me....

I have several ghost stories to tell but for now will only share this one. A friend of mine bought a CD player for his stereo. Not a big deal now, but this was right as CD's were comming out. Cost him around 150 bucks if I remember right. About 3 months later he asked me if I wanted it. I knew he was always upgrading to the newest toys so in a joking manner I asked him if he had already gotten a better one. He told me no not yet he just did not want this one cause it had apparently come with its own ghost. I still thought he was joking so I told him sure what the heck. A free CD player was still a free CD player ghost or not. He went to his truck and got it out, gave it to me and then left for the evening. Over the 3 years I had it, it always worked fine whenever I wanted to play something. The problem was when I did not want it to play. It would come on at random times while me and my friends were playing AD&D or Rifts or Vampire or whatever tabletop RPG had our attention. It would play whatever CD was in it for about 10 min and then shut off. Freaked some of my friends out, but eventually we got used to it. I always just blamed it on being a first gen CD player and that it had a short in it somewhere. One night in the middle of a gamming session it came on. My friend Liz, being in a bad mood that particular night slammed her hand down and said that enough was enough and stalked over to the machine and unplugged it from the powerstrip. It continued playing. Figuring she had just unplugged the wrong thing I went over to find the right one to unplug it. I found the correct cord...that had not been plugged in at all. My wife had unplugged it earlier that day while cleaning and had forgotten about it. Music is still playing from this thing and technically it should not have had any power. Then it ejected the cd tray, and no cd was in it. We all stared at the power on button lit up and the empty cd tray. Then as suddenly as it had started it stopped. The friend that had given it to me just shrugged his shoulders and said "See? Told ya it had a ghost." My wife made me get rid of it after that.

These stories are awesome...I have one but my aunt's friend experienced it. She was at a cemetary doing some paranormal research and she wasn't picking up anything at all. Well she left and then when she was figuring everything out with readings and such she got to the end of one tape and a voice clearly said "Don't leave." She was alone when she left and she didn't hear this voice. Kinda sweet in a way...

the one that spooked me was the playstation playing the game by itself..and it wasnt set on demo...we had a playstation one and two..tried the same game in both of them....and it played the game by itself....wouldnt do it on any other game we put in...

I lived in a building that was near 300 years old, it had been a stable, a barracks, a police station, and sat in an area that had been occupied since the 18th ce. At one time in the long history it had been part of a rehab facility for the Army for WWII soldiers with "shell shock" (now Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) and physical impairments such as amputations. This was in the 1940s.
At night I saw the ghosts of many of the soldiers who had apparently died there, heard Mitch Miller music, and once heard one of the ghosts crying. The area is known for its spookiness, and many refuse to go out there after dark, some even during the day. It was known as the Park Seminary National Park, now in the hands of developers who purchased it from the US Government. There are generations of ghosts there at Walter Reed Annex, near Washington DC.

i want to go on halloween...think it would be awesome...since thats the night they are supposed to roam...

i do not hunt ghosts, however i have encounted one i beleive, it was in alaska during a tour from a cruise ship, we went next to a graveyard where many tombstones stuck out but one pacific one that the tour guide was tellin about was of a woman ifi remember corect she was killed by a boulber, but im not sure, neways i tried to get a picture on my dispoasble camera, which i did, however when i got the picture it was fadded in the middle of the picture, which was odd since no sun was there, and all over photos were fine cept for that graveyard one, i think their is ghosts and maybe theres some that will expose themselves but i hardly think for evil

i do not hunt ghosts. in actuality they seem to find me, perhaps due to my empathic tendencies. I've had several experiences in which via communication i passed on a message or solved a dilemma. but many people have that.

as for a specific ghost story in the realm of tale you seem to searching for, i once stayed in a hospital that was known for being haunted. things as benign as call lights in empty rooms being turned on, faucets turning themselves on...one of the aids that worked with me actually walked in once and found a man who was paralyzed from the neck down on the floor several feet from his bed...she had stepped out to get a blanket for him and heard him yell and came back in to find him in that state. there was no one else in the room, and no one passed by her going in or coming out.

I have many ghost stories tht i could share with you all, I've been able to see and communicate with ghosts for as long as i can remember. I was about 8 or 9, and i was at my grandma's house with my mom and we were in the back of the house by the stairs to the basement and my mom was telling me all about the ghosts in the house, and how one ghost was extremely violent and to be careful. I got this chill that i can still feel to this day and saw a shadow that seemed to appear out of no where right behind my mom and pushed her down the stairs, and it seemed to hang there for a few seconds then it disappeared. Thats happened to several people in the house, now few people venture to that part of the house for long.

I'm bored so i thought i would post another ghost encounter of mine. I was 15 and hangingout with some friends and we started talkin about all these places that were supposed to be haunted in Boise, ID. They talked about this one house not to far from my own, how a girl was murdered there in her sleep, and supposedly there had been other brutal murders there throughout the last 100 or so years it had been around.

They all knew from hearing my experiences that i had the ability to tell if i place was truly haunted and could see ghots, so they convinced me to go to the house late at night, about 2am when you were supposed to be able to see the girl that died in the window. when we got about 2 blocks away i could feel this heavy, hateful almost choking blanket over the entire area and it defintely felt like it was coming from the house as we got closer. We stood off in the shadows and they asked me what i could see and feel, and i slowly described it to them, i told them i could feel someone watching me. Then things took different turn, the woman actually appeared in the window and seemed to be beckoning me, and i felt my energy slowly being drained out of me, like i was no longer in control of my own body or movements. My friends freaked out and ended up having to drag me away from the house, cause i started walking towards the house and mumbling that i needed to go inside, that she needed me. I will never forget the experience and am definitely more causious when people want me to go to such places as that now.

Well, I've walked thrugh a cold spot in my Mom's place before. I guess in her apartment a 19year old kid died...I think in a car accident or something, but he haunts the unit he lived in. (my mom's unit).
She goes through light bulbs like every two weeks in two main rooms...the hallway and her bedroom.
I have walked through the hallway before and felt a severe cold spot and as if someone had passed right through me.
However...I don't get any sort of negative association with this "presense".

thanks everyone for answering my post...im amazed it didnt get closed but i will close it out! good stories everyone!