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|About 4 years ago, while my friends parents were out of town and we had her house to ourselves we wanted to catch a ghost. Her parents collect antiques so with so much old stuff we were sure we could catch something. We have never believed orbs or pictures especially with digital cameras because it is just dust refecting off light so we set up a tape recorder and left it out when we went to bed. We set it up upstairs while we went downstairs and slept. |
Then next morning when we listened to the tape we caught something! She has a grandfather clock that you can hear on the tape 'singing' it's midnight tune but you can hear with it a little girls voice humming with the grandfather clocks song and dongs! It isn't the exact tune so thats why you can hear her. After the clock is done it is all quiet for a few moments then you hear the girl gasp loudly!
We still have the tape and listen to it when we want to creep ourselves or our friends out. And since then we have set it up the same way but havn't gotten anything so it isn't some tune that just comes from the clock!
|I would love to submit it on the internet the problem is, is that is is recorded on tape and we don't have any kind of conversion thing to put it on the computer. Believe me we have tried! Until we can get a hold on some super equipment its just sitting in a box, under some blankets in a closet away from us.|
A few things jump to mind. Years ago I had a dog. He always wore a collar with a license, and whenever he ran upstairs to the second floor, you could always hear the collar jingling. Sadly he died, and shortly afterwards my grandmother and I were sitting upstairs at the table when suddenly we heard the jingling come up the stairs. Even stranger, we both got a whiff of his dog smell. We looked, and of course there was no one there.
Then a few years ago, after my grandmother had died, my mother had gone to Atlantic City for a few days, and my grandfather, who also lived with us, went to Pennsylvania to spend a few weeks with my aunt. I no longer lived there at the time, but I was worried about someone breaking into the house with everyone gone, so I decided to spend the night there. I stayed the night in my mother's room, and got very little sleep because I kept hearing footsteps walking back and forth in the upstairs apartment. There was no one else in the house, and there were cats but they were all on the same floor I was. I eventually got to sleep, and eventually woke up and heard that the walking was still going on. I really don't consider myself to be a coward, but that night I was practically messing up my pants. After my mother returned I asked her about it, and she said it happens every night. Not during the day, but apparently someone walks up there every night, all night long.
Also a few years ago, my grandfather got very ill, was taken to the emergency room, and wasn't expected to live much longer. At one point I was in the room alone with him, when suddenly I felt goosebumps and thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I quickly looked and my grandmother, who died two years earlier, was sitting there, wearing a purple dress, and smiling. She disappeared almost as soon as I looked at her, and I just felt chills. My grandfather did pull through, and died a year later, in my mother's house. Although I've never had any visions of him, or anything like that, the cat, who was very close to him, still won't go to the part of the floor where we found him dead. That was about 2.5 years ago, and supposedly a cat shouldn't remember something like that, but even now he's very reluctant to walk into the room, and if he does he stops and stares at that one spot. And if the other cats go into the room, he gets angry and chases them out.
this happened to me actually today. i was in the basement playing on the computer, when all the sudden, i heard something drop from the back of the basement. i got scared, but stayed there anyways since im use to it.
my mom told me that a doctor died in this house. maybe it was him =/.
also, at night time, i hear plates moving downstairs even though everyone is sleeping...
Here is another one, that I recall happen to me while we're in grade school. I was in a storage area where they kept all of the A/V stuff, with a bunch of classmates and they were talking about how our school was haunted. I was like "Yeah right." So we heading out the area, and one the girls walked pass a copying machine and the thing just turned just like that. Now fast forward and watching how things people are so clam at it, I am thinking that I might make a decent paranormal investagater, because it caused me to look toward it and ask "What the heck?" I wanted to go over there to see what had caused it, but the other girls just went nuts, by screaming and running away from it. Of course I follow the lead by doing the samething.
When we got back to the classroom I wanted to tell everybody what had happen while in there, but I wanted the other girls to back me up in what I saw happen. Nobody would come forward so I kept my mouth shut about what happen.
I've had heaps in the house I grew up in but I'll only put a couple. Ok I thought I dreamt this until my sister asked me about it.
When I was like 4 me and my sister used to share a room and I used to wake up every night and play with the "fairies that lived in our wardrobe" they used to wake me up and we'd play with my toys and talk and stuff until my sister would wake up and put me back to bed. (Yeah you probably think I was just dreaming but it used to happen every night so I'm thinking it wasn't all just a dream.)
Also our house was haunted by a young ghost who my mum called James and we had heaps of visits from him, none were threatening or anything it just gave you a bit of a fright but then we had a karakia put on the house and it was fine from then on until we built a shed. One night I had all my friends over for a sleepover and me and one of my friends went inside to get the drinks and all of my friends came running out of the shed crying that a young boy had just walked through the shed, going through the walls. And I don't think they were all playing a trick cos a couple of them had to go home and their description of "James" was spot on and we were never allowed to tell anyone about James because mum was worried that it would scare people away.
Those are just a couple I have tonnes more but I think this post is long enough
|I would but my parents won't let me. They don't believe in ghosts.|
That's a real shame. Here is another one from me. A couple of days ago I was in my bedroom getting ready to take a shower. I could swear I heard a male voice say "Philadephila" as clear as day. I went "Where the heck did that come from?" I didn't freck out when I hear that, I wanted to know where it come from.
So I thought that it might of been the sound of the trucks going over the major bridge where I live, to see if I was hearing things. I listen to varrious different trucks going over the bridge with my eyes close to see if I could recreate the sound. I couldn't.