Let's talk about ghosts

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:A friend and I were driving down a steep road with no shoulder or place any pedestrian could get off. We both saw a thin man in an old fashioned prison outfit (the stripped ones) running a head of us on the side of the road. We drove past and then looked back and he was gone. I promise you there was no place he could have gone in those seconds. He just vanished.

Creeeeeeeeepy

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:You have to read these if you want to scare yourself. They do it every year. The "Turn Around" story I believe it is called, sends shivers down my spine. Many ghost stories, some that are so terrifying because they are real.

https://jezebel.com/are-you-afraid-of-the-dark-you-will-be-its-time-for-1838639584

Thank you! Now I don't want to get out of bed all day! What a fun read.

If you like those listen to snap Judgment Presents Spooked podcast. SO SO SO GOOD!!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:You have to read these if you want to scare yourself. They do it every year. The "Turn Around" story I believe it is called, sends shivers down my spine. Many ghost stories, some that are so terrifying because they are real.

https://jezebel.com/are-you-afraid-of-the-dark-you-will-be-its-time-for-1838639584

Thank you! Now I don't want to get out of bed all day! What a fun read.

If you like those listen to snap Judgment Presents Spooked podcast. SO SO SO GOOD!!

Yes! I love Glenn Washington! The best spooked is the one about the soldier in Iraq who gets trapped in that death house or the one about the unicorn prince doll that gets out of the closet and walks around at night!

Excellent podcast.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I've never seen a ghost, but felt a few. I smelled my stepfather after his death; he'd never been to my home while alive, but I could smell his scent just outside my bedroom door, just in that one spot.

My ex's mom died suddenly - I didn't get an opportunity to meet her while she was alive - and I could feel her presence in her bedroom the day she passed. I could feel that she didn't understand that she had died. She wasn't angry or sad, just shocked and confused. I wasn't afraid, but I felt it was very disrespectful of me to go into her personal space. The lights in the dining room flickered when her best friend from work came over after her passing and told funny stories about their time together. I felt her presence leave after a few days.

You just reminded me - after my dad died, I smelled him walk past me. I burst into tears, it was like he was right there.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:So, they can see us having sex?

No. They don’t see us in our physical form. They see us the same way we see them. Usually they see our higher selves as light.

^^I had an experience like this when I was meditating and I think that's true--we recognize each other in light/energy form. I can't explain it but I had a mind exchange/communication with someone I was very close to during a meditation and I have no other way of explaining it except it was energy communication.

[Anonymous]

I used to work nights in a high volume NICU that saw a lot of very sick infants and unfortunately a lot of deaths (20 a month or so). There were always incidents of swings and other devices turning on by themselves. Several coworkers swear they'd seen ghosts throughout the years but I never personally saw any.

[Anonymous]

A few weeks ago I had a very difficult day and I drove to the grocery store and cried in the parking lot for a long time. The car was off, but one of my dashboard lights, a big one, flashed suddenly. I have had that car for awhile and been in there with the ignition off and have never seen it happen. I did wonder if it was a passed loved one saying “hey, it’s goinf to be ok” or “calm the eff down”

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:You have to read these if you want to scare yourself. They do it every year. The "Turn Around" story I believe it is called, sends shivers down my spine. Many ghost stories, some that are so terrifying because they are real.

https://jezebel.com/are-you-afraid-of-the-dark-you-will-be-its-time-for-1838639584

Thank you! Now I don't want to get out of bed all day! What a fun read.

If you like those listen to snap Judgment Presents Spooked podcast. SO SO SO GOOD!!

I'm the one who thanked for the link and I've been reading them on and off since yesterday. Will definitely check out the podcast! I've never really had anything like these happen to me and I don't know what I believe, but these stories suck me in.

[Anonymous]

If you want to experience ghosts, go to Woodlawn Plantation. They used to have a Halloween tour and I recommend it. I was also there once for a wedding reception and needed to visit the ladies room which was upstairs. I had gone up about 6 steps and I heard a voice day, "Go no father"! I looked up and saw the head and torso of a man. I don't know if I turned around or ran down backwards, but I got off those stairs. When I got back to the table someone said, "What happened to you? You look like you've seen a ghost"! "I did" I replied.

[Anonymous]

In bed one night I saw a small blue light bouncing from wall to wall, almost like it was playing. I assumed it was a just dream, but when I woke up I received a call that my niece had died the day before. I've always wondered if the blue light was her.

[Anonymous]

I’m a skeptic but I understand that certain things cannot be explained.
How come there’s no photographic or video evidence? You would think it would be common now with smart phones.

[Anonymous]

My mom died six weeks ago, and she had a very definite belief in extrasensory perception and conversations with those who had passed. I knew that if she could communicate with me once she had passed away, she would. As I texted my husband after she died, "Mom showed up" in several ways.

*While we were choosing her casket, after we'd made our decision, I noticed that there was an angel figurine air freshener next to the one we'd chosen. I asked the funeral director about it (it was an odd thing to have in the room at all and I'd not noticed it). She was embarrassed but also startled, as it had not been there before and she had no idea what it was doing there. My mother adored angels; she also would have adored that particular casket.

*That same day, while we were sitting in the funeral home, out of nowhere, my mother's voice started 'speaking' from my phone (it was simply a voice mail that I'd saved but I still have no idea why it started playing as my phone wasn't in use and it was a very old message).

*Before she died rather suddenly, she'd given me a cash gift to 'go play' as I was visiting from out of town. Subsequently after she died I'd run to a consignment shop to buy something for her funeral (having traveled with nothing appropriate). I was startled to find a dress that fit me 'to a T', a Carolina Herrera - that store had never had a Herrera in stock and I was especially surprised because for 25 years, my mother had given me Carolina Herrera perfume for Christmas, until they stopped making it 'the old way.' The clerks in the store had chills when I recounted the story. Needless to say, I bought the dress. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that the dress cost the exact amount of money my mom had given me to 'go play' before she became ill and died....

*The week after her death I was feeling blue, as it was the day before my parents' wedding anniversary. I asked my mom 'for a sign' that she was still 'talking with me.' For back story, she'd always said that 'when I get to heaven, I'm going to find Elvis and have him sing to me.' She also depended on my dad a great deal, but most of all on holding his hand, especially in the last two very difficult weeks, and for his birthday (which fell during that time) I'd picked a card for her that emphasized how much she depended on holding his hands for strength. She died, in fact, holding my hand, my brother's, and my dad's. At any rate, on this very blue day, I walked into one of her favorite stores, and just then, an Elvis song was playing: as I got to the back room, the lines "Take my hand, take my whole life too" came over the speakers (from "I can't help falling in love with you"). It was the perfect 'day before their anniversary" song.

There have been other 'signs' since then, and I hope there will continue to be, whether they are just in 'my' head or not. They bring me certain comfort, and they are what I need at this time. Thanks for a forum in which to share them!

[Anonymous]

No ghost stories, but many experiences with things that go bump in the night

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I've never seen a ghost, but felt a few. I smelled my stepfather after his death; he'd never been to my home while alive, but I could smell his scent just outside my bedroom door, just in that one spot.

My ex's mom died suddenly - I didn't get an opportunity to meet her while she was alive - and I could feel her presence in her bedroom the day she passed. I could feel that she didn't understand that she had died. She wasn't angry or sad, just shocked and confused. I wasn't afraid, but I felt it was very disrespectful of me to go into her personal space. The lights in the dining room flickered when her best friend from work came over after her passing and told funny stories about their time together. I felt her presence leave after a few days.

You just reminded me - after my dad died, I smelled him walk past me. I burst into tears, it was like he was right there.

Me too, only it was my sister and the smell just slammed into me while I was out walking, thinking about her, a few weeks after her sudden, unexpected death. Her picture fell off my mom's wall around the same time. Her son, who was 4 when she died, was in K the following year and saw her come into his classroom. It was around his birthday. He told his teacher.

[Anonymous]

I was at a bed and breakfast in Savannah once and in the middle of the night saw a girl around five in an old fashioned nightgown looking at me while I was lying in bed around 3am. It freaked me out and I pulled the covers over my eyes and when I had the strength to look again she was gone.