October: Ghost stories anyone?

[Onomea]

Not a ghost story, but just something unexplainable.

I am usually a good sleeper, and very rarely get up in the night. I have three kids, ranging in ages from 32 to 17. When my youngest was a baby, one night I woke up in the middle of the night and for some reason got up and went to his room. He was not crying -- he was totally quiet. I don't know why I went to check on him.

When I got to my son's room, and looked in his crib, his blanket was totally wrapped around his neck and head. It looked dangerous, like it must be hard to breathe. So I unwrapped the blanket, and went back to bed.

I'd never done that before, and haven't since, checked on the kids in the middle of the night for no discernable reason at all.

 

[dcxplant]

As a child, my grandpa used to always drive us "around the horn" on a triangular route on Sundays. This is in rural Maryland and one leg went by Brighton Dam on the Patuxent River. On that leg of the road was an old farmhouse, where a friendly old man with a long beard wearing overalls who always sat on the front porch on a rocking chair. I would always lean out the window and wave. He always waved back with a big smile.

One night at home, I woke up and he was at the foot of my bed looking down. He looked very sad. I cried out and my dad came in and told me I was dreaming. I didn't feel like I was dreaming, but I was a kid. The next weekend grandpa took us out "around the horn" and the man was not there. We stopped and the house was not only empty but open and abandoned.

 

[cowboy45]

Gentlemen I could tell you some fairytales that you could repeat for Halloween.

I could also tell you some things that make goosebumps on me to think about them. There are some things out there we should not deal with.
If you have ever sat in a chair by yourself a 2 am and felt a hand on your shoulder,you know.
I lived in a house once that a woman offed herself in.
On our mirror were several scrawls, over 2 yrs. Nothing bad, Hi!, Bye, Help!.

 

[MK]

Your second story reminded me of a couple times he'd all of a sudden start talking to people he thought he saw at the end of the bed where no one was. Like you we attributed it to the morphine and delirium of someone about to die. I hoped he was getting welcomed by others, including my mom who died of cancer in that same bed 16 years before. Your story might give a hint that that was happening. He sure was thrilled to see whoever was there.

My relatives said my Great-Grandmother saw some of my
deceased relatives before she passed away. She was in a nursing
home. One time a few of them got together to visit her, and while
they were there, she started pointing at what she claimed was one
of her sons, and a few others that had passed on. This was no joke,
and a good number of witnesses. She would ask them, do you see
Ford over there? "her son"
Do you see so and so? Of course, they saw nothing.
But I believe she was actually seeing them, and not delirious or
anything.

Myself, I've never seen a ghost.. But I have been in a house one
time where I got really creepy evil feelings.. It's kind of a long story,
but I got so scared, I actually left and went home leaving a full cold
six pack of beer sitting on his coffee table.. I felt something really
evil there, and the house does have a bit of a history of events
pertaining to his family. But.. I've been back there many times since,
and never felt anything else.
But you know, if I'm so creeped out that I take off and leave freshly
bought beer sitting there... Something ain't right.. I didn't even tell
him I was leaving. I just walked out.. Fast..
I don't really drink that much now, but back then, to do such a thing
would almost be unthinkable without a good reason. :/

A friend of ours passed out on his couch one night, and woke up
about 5 AM to see our friends deceased dad standing at the foot
of the couch staring at him. No joke..
His dad shot himself in that house back about 1977 or so..
I later told him about what I had felt, and he asked me if I thought it
was his dad.. I said no.. And to this day, I don't think what I felt
had anything to do with his dad..
But.. it might have had something to do with what he did, if
"something" drove him to it.. Maybe.. I dunno.. It's all very weird,
and I'm leaving a lot of details out. But that one night, I had the
most evil feeling I had ever sensed.. Really creeped me out at the
time.

 

[ltcdoty]

I owned a house about fifteen years ago that had been built around 1870. One night while asleep, I felt someone push me on the chest, when I opened my eyes I saw an old woman in a blue dress, who promptly disappeared.

I got up and looked around the house and I noticed that outside my neighbor's dog had got his collar hooked on my wrought iron fence and was being strangled....I went outside and got the dog loose.

Several months later, the old lady woke me again in the middle of the night. This time a pipe had burst in my basement.

Sometime later on, I had several people over for dinner, including a woman and her two young sons. The boys told my wife that they had seen my guardian angel standing at the top of the stairs, and described the old woman.......I guess she likes me.


Quickly another story....I was a policeman in a small town near Albany, New York on the Hudson River. There was an old late Seventeenth Century Dutch house that was only occupied part of the year and we would check on it.

It was about this time of the year near dusk when I went to check on the house that was built near an old burial yard. As I drove around the house I saw one of the obelisk grave markers floating along. I thought
I was going to have to change my uniform pants..

Turns out that the people who owned the property had a pet lhama that
got out of its pen.

I also had to deal with grave robbers once, but that's another story!