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. :)

Comments

Heh. ^_^;;;

[ofthedevilwater.livejournal.com]

Well, I've never seen anything for certain but...the basement of our house...whenever I'm down there I'm always seeing things out of the corner of my eye that disappear when I turn to look. They usually seem to be people, but I'm not sure.

The door from the stairs opens into a hallway, one end of which is always dark when the light isn't on. It always feels like something is watching from the shadows. And whenever I go up the stairs, I always feel scared, panicky, almost like I'm being chased. I always run up those stairs.

My sister had something happen. She was driving over by the freeway at night with her friend and they saw this mist around the car, about a foot high, which they ignored at first. They thought it was just some sort of condensation coming off the road, except it stayed about the same size and shape in a ring around the car. It only varied a little bit. They drove down by Holladay Library and the mist was still around the car. They heard a sound, like a little kid about to cry. They thought it must be the car at first but it didn't stop. My sister started driving towards our house and the noise didn't stop, and the mist seemed to be following the car. They were on a street that is usually busy at all hours but they were the only car on the road that night. There were no clouds except for the mist around the car, a totally cloudless, starry night. They got closer to our house and the mist got darker and thicker. They could still hear the crying, hiccuping noise, and they got to a couple streets before our house and my sister felt like there was someone else in the car. She looked at her friend and they looked into the back seat and there was a shadow, which looked like a little boy with "fair" hair. They couldn't really tell, it just "felt" like he had fair-colored hair. He looked to be about six years old. They looked back forward and continued driving. They pulled up our street, parked the car, and bolted into the house. They waited for about fifteen minutes, and her friend decided she wanted to go home, so they went out to the car, got in, and there was nothing there. The mist, sound, shadow...all gone. My sister dropped her friend off and started driving back and she turned down a residential steet completely lined with hedges. The hedges were full of the same mist she had seen earlier. She was almost home when the crying sound started again, louder than before. She got home and ran inside. And that was it. She says she's felt the same thing happen and seen the mist and the kid three more times, usually in the same general area in Holladay at the same general time, between midnight and three in the morning. It's not the same kid though. Two of those three times it was a little girl.

She had another experience. She was driving around with two of her friends at around two in the morning. They were by Sugarhouse. They were joking around, and they noticed the moon was full. They joked about that being the perfect time for vampires to fly in front of the moon, since there were no clouds. They drove around and parked by Sugarhouse Park, got out, and started running around on one of the fields there. They heard people laughing in the distance, so they went off in another direction so they wouldn't disturb whoever else was there. They sat on a hill by the lake and were just looking at the moon and stars when a big, black shadow came right over them. It was about ten feet wide and six feet long. One of her friends jumped up and turned around to see if anyone was behind them, but there was no one there. There was no cover nearby at all. There was just a shadow hovering over them. It didn't obscure their vision or anything, it was just there. They ran back to the car, got in, and started driving to one of the friend's house. They got to the house, but the shadow followed them there. They went in the house and the shadow disappeared.

So, yeah. This is all in Salt Lake City, which is a relatively young city, so it doesn't have as many hauntings as back east, but if you want any more stories from around my area go here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/utah_haunts) for a community about hauntings in the state of Utah and stuff.

Re: Heh. ^_^;;;

[mollyringle.livejournal.com]

Definitely not what you want to see in the backseat when you're driving alone at night. It's so much creepier to have some child element in the ghost tales. Wonder why that is...

Re: Heh. ^_^;;;

[hppire.livejournal.com]

Hi. I'm Dan's sister. No it's never what I want to see at night. I want to see some incredibly hot male go *poof* into the car. This never happens. Seriously though, the little boy is way creepier than the girl. She's almost sweet in a way, but very sad. He on the other hand, is very very creepy.

Re: Heh. ^_^;;;

[mollyringle.livejournal.com]

Howdy - thanks for the additional note. Hehe, yes, it's too bad we don't have any spells for making Orlando Bloom suddenly appear in the car...oh well...