Tell me a ghost story

[mollyringle]

On that survey I filled out two days ago, there was a question about whether I believe in ghosts. My answer basically is that I haven't ever seen one, but some part of my mind thinks they're possible. Or, rather, hopes they're possible, because it would suggest life after death and all kinds of interesting physics-related things.

When ten_fifteen filled out the survey, she alluded to a few experiences she couldn't quite explain away. She and her husband (alltimeqb) are rational, reliable people, as far as I know, so I prodded her into relating some of these experiences, and they are genuinely creepy and pretty difficult to account for.

So, the rest of you: do you have any such encounters? Let's do a forum on this. I want only first-hand ghost stories, stuff you personally experienced, not a tale handed down from your grandfather or your mother-in-law (even though those may be cool). Also, feel free to do your best at explaining it - e.g., "But then, I was looking through a pane of glass, so I suppose it could have been a reflection..." - just to make this as scientific as possible.

Banshees, poltergeist, telekinesis, and other strange earthly phenomena are fair game, too; it doesn't have to be an actual visible "ghost." But let's leave Bigfoot and UFO's out of it. We'll do that another time.

P.S. Kev or Kim, say the word and I'll remove that link (and/or your names). You needn't be an exhibit if you don't want to be. :)

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Haven't told this story in a long time.

[eibhinn.livejournal.com]

Most of my childhood was spent living with the ghostly figure of a woman in a long white gown. My mom had seen her many times over the years, but I had just heard about her secondhand and couldn't really believe it since I hadn't seen it for myself. She referred to the woman as "Gloria".. Not sure how she came upon that name, but since I considered her a figment of my mom's imagination, I just accepted it.

One night when I was about 15 or 16, I was laying in bed with my bedroom door open. My cat, who was normally one of those "fuck you I'm laying here you go around me" type of cats, came running full speed into the room, jumped over my bed, and cowered wide-eyed in the corner. I decided to get up to find out what the hell scared him so bad, and went out to the living room. I saw what I assumed to be my mom sitting in the recliner, watching TV. She had that eerie blue glow about her, as one is covered in when watching TV at night with no room lights on. From halfway down the hall, I asked her in a loud whisper why she was still up. When she didn't answer, I asked again. When she didn't answer the second time, I assumed she had fallen asleep as she so often would, and left her sitting there. She'd get up and go to bed soon. I walked back to my bedroom, the bathroom being right next door. My mom stepped out of the bathroom, and asked me what I was doing up. I looked at her confused for a moment, and asked how she got to the bathroom so quickly. She said she had just come from her bedroom, across from my own on the other side of bathroom. I turned back toward the living room to see the woman crossing the living room into the kitchen. I turned back to my mom, who knowingly looked at me and said, "It was Gloria, wasn't it?" and went back into her room.

I never slept with my bedroom door open again.

Re: Haven't told this story in a long time.

[mollyringle.livejournal.com]

Now, that's what I'm after! Actual apparition, unlooked-for, unexpected, clearly not the other person in the house. Totally unnerving.

Heh; now you've got me looking uneasily over my shoulder. Think I'll turn on some more lights.

I'd keep the bedroom door closed too, but...what makes us think that would keep out a ghost?
Muhahaha...