I posted this for the first time a few years ago and since Halloween is nearly here, I felt it would be appropriate to re-introduce you all to this very strange experience...
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Showing posts with label paranormal. Show all posts
30 October 2010
A Spooky Camping Story
I posted this for the first time a few years ago and since Halloween is nearly here, I felt it would be appropriate to re-introduce you all to this very strange experience...
map courtesy of... interment.net
30 October 2009
The House
I ran this story last Halloween, so I felt it would be appropriate to dust it off and give it another showing. Just a note: the sketch was done by my daughter for the novel I will be starting on Sunday. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it...
I found this buried in my college notes a few weeks ago. The following is a portion from a book I was going to write. After 4 chapters I gave up and, judging from how this turned out, it was just as well. Happy Halloween!
Julie was alone in her uncle’s house. The 11:00 O’ Clock news was on and there was some story about a guy who raised a record-sized carrot. When they ran stories like that, you know that it was a slow news day. Elsa was doing her usual routine of sitting and staring at you, that cat wasn’t good for much else…what cat is? It was when the news was over that Julie realized what happens next…bedtime. She knew that she would have to go to sleep, bit the thought frightened her and she didn’t know why. It could have something to do with the fact that she would have to turn-off all the lights and try to sleep in the dark, empty (and let’s not forget), BIG house. The fact that neighbors surrounded her did nothing to alleviate her anxiety. It was a well-known fact that when the lights went out, the ghosts came to life. Everybody knows that! “Elsa, stop that tearing around! You had all day to play and there’s no need to run around the house and…” She stopped in mid-sentence when she saw what Elsa was doing. That stupid cat was sitting outside the doorway to the stairwell and staring.
The feelings that came over Julie were ones of fright and dread. Knowing that she would have to go in and check things out, (she could no longer think that she could drift peacefully to sleep) knowing that the stupid cat had seen or sensed something in the house. Julie got up out of her chair and did what any normal person would do…she opened the front door. This was done not to run outside, but to give herself a sense of security. She knew that beyond the front door lay the neighbors and safety. It never occurred to her that the front door was a full 30 yards from the staircase door. However, the feeling is what counts in this instance. Slowly, Julie turned from the front door and started for the rear of the house. “Elsa, what are you doing?” The sound of her own voice comforted her, although it did nothing to alleviate the tension from Elsa. As Julie neared the staircase, turning on every light within her reach, she saw that Elsa’s fur was standing on end and the growling grew louder. When Julie got to within a few feet of the doorway, Elsa started to back away and spit at the door. It suddenly felt very cold in the hallway and Julie sensed something else; it was a feeling very hard to describe, but she felt the presence of evil. It seemed to be coming from the stairwell in waves. It took every ounce of strength in her 18 year old body could muster to go those last few feet. As she turned to look in the doorway, she comforted herself by talking to Elsa, “its okay Elsa, there’s nothing in there.”
As she looked up the curving stairway, she heard the sound of a creaking floorboard from above her. Elsa had flown into the laundry room at the other side of the house, so it wasn’t her. Something was upstairs. Something that shouldn’t be there, was there. There it goes again; definitely, something was walking around upstairs. Looking over her shoulder, Julie noticed that the front door was wide open and there was a clear shot to the outside. Feeling brave, Julie looked back up the stairs and yelled, “Hey, you don’t scare me you stupid, ugly ghost!” All of a sudden, an inhuman howl roared through the house. It didn’t come from just the upstairs, but from all around her. Turning back Julie yelled once more, “come and get me you jerk!” As Julie started to run for the front door, she heard the unmistakable sound of an immensely heavy footstep at the top of the stairs. Running for the door, Julie noticed that she was not really running at all. It felt as if something was pushing against her and slowing her down. The footsteps grew louder, but they also now came from the direction of the basement. Julie tried to run faster, but it was like running through Jell-O. The howls and the footsteps grew nearer from all sides, yet the front door seemed to be just out of reach. The overpowering sense of evil seemed to be suffocating her and making it hard to breathe. The howling grew deafening; the footsteps closer; the fear overpowering.
Almost there, the front door is within reach. As Julie reached for the door, something touched her shoulder and as she turned around, Julie saw a sight that made her…
30 October 2008
Happy Halloween
I am sorry, but I have moved and renamed this post to The House. Please click through and enjoy the story.
29 October 2008
Ghostly Encounters
After I listed my seven things, I received several replies from those wanting to know about the ghosts I have seen. Well, here are three instances which stand-out in my mind...
This first instance occurred when I was at work. During college, I had a job delivering papers in the early morning. There was a portion of my route which consisted of a series of interconnected apartment building and was easier to deliver on foot. So, I put the papers in my bag and started to walk through the complexes. Then time was around 2:00 AM and I was walking along the sidewalk. As always, there were cars parked along the street and as I passed one car, I noticed that there was a man sitting inside the car. Since it was 2:00 in the morning, this seemed a little out of place, I did a double-take and the car was empty. Believe me, I checked the entire car and there was no one inside. You may be thinking that I must have imagined it and that would be a valid question. However, firstly the car was parked under a street light, so the interior was well-lit. Secondly, my job required me to be very observant...you do need to be able to recognize landmarks and addresses, etc. in the dark. I also needed to be observant with regards to my own safety. (Stockton is not exactly a safe city).
This next occurrence happened in our apartment; However, I will need to try and give you a visual image of the layout.
Our apartment was a one bedroom unit located on the third floor. When you stood in our bedroom doorway and turned to the right, you could see the kitchen counter. On the left side of the counter was the kitchen and straight-off the kitchen was the laundry room; on the right would be the living/dining room. Walking straight and jogging slightly to the left then right, you would be in the kitchen and if you continued walking, you would be in the laundry room. If you would have jogged-right, you would be in the living room.
Now, When we had our first child, we placed the crib in the dining room, since it made a perfect fit for the crib and changing table. For the first few weeks, I took the night shift and stayed-up and watched the baby while my wife slept. Finally, once a routine had been established, I started sleeping in our bedroom again. One night about four months later, I woke up when I heard our daughter screaming. As I exited the bedroom door, I saw three "things" running from the crib, through the living room and into the kitchen. They then went through the kitchen and into the laundry room where they disappeared. All I remember was that they were about 3 feet high and did not resemble anything I had ever seen before. Whatever it was had been bothering my little girl. I stood over her and comforted her and as I was doing so, I said a prayer over her. This never happened again.
This final instance occurred just a few years ago. I had recently broken my foot and was in a constant state of pain. (maybe this made me more receptive??)We usually leave a nightlight on in the kitchen to make it easier to see if we need to get up. One night, I went to sleep and for some reason I suddenly woke up. Silhouetted against the nightlight, standing inside the bedroom and to the side of the doorway was a woman with blond hair and wearing jeans. She stayed for a moment and then just disappeared. The next day, I learned that at roughly the same time she appeared, a young woman was killed in a fatal accident not far from where we live.
This first instance occurred when I was at work. During college, I had a job delivering papers in the early morning. There was a portion of my route which consisted of a series of interconnected apartment building and was easier to deliver on foot. So, I put the papers in my bag and started to walk through the complexes. Then time was around 2:00 AM and I was walking along the sidewalk. As always, there were cars parked along the street and as I passed one car, I noticed that there was a man sitting inside the car. Since it was 2:00 in the morning, this seemed a little out of place, I did a double-take and the car was empty. Believe me, I checked the entire car and there was no one inside. You may be thinking that I must have imagined it and that would be a valid question. However, firstly the car was parked under a street light, so the interior was well-lit. Secondly, my job required me to be very observant...you do need to be able to recognize landmarks and addresses, etc. in the dark. I also needed to be observant with regards to my own safety. (Stockton is not exactly a safe city).
This next occurrence happened in our apartment; However, I will need to try and give you a visual image of the layout.
Our apartment was a one bedroom unit located on the third floor. When you stood in our bedroom doorway and turned to the right, you could see the kitchen counter. On the left side of the counter was the kitchen and straight-off the kitchen was the laundry room; on the right would be the living/dining room. Walking straight and jogging slightly to the left then right, you would be in the kitchen and if you continued walking, you would be in the laundry room. If you would have jogged-right, you would be in the living room.
Now, When we had our first child, we placed the crib in the dining room, since it made a perfect fit for the crib and changing table. For the first few weeks, I took the night shift and stayed-up and watched the baby while my wife slept. Finally, once a routine had been established, I started sleeping in our bedroom again. One night about four months later, I woke up when I heard our daughter screaming. As I exited the bedroom door, I saw three "things" running from the crib, through the living room and into the kitchen. They then went through the kitchen and into the laundry room where they disappeared. All I remember was that they were about 3 feet high and did not resemble anything I had ever seen before. Whatever it was had been bothering my little girl. I stood over her and comforted her and as I was doing so, I said a prayer over her. This never happened again.
This final instance occurred just a few years ago. I had recently broken my foot and was in a constant state of pain. (maybe this made me more receptive??)We usually leave a nightlight on in the kitchen to make it easier to see if we need to get up. One night, I went to sleep and for some reason I suddenly woke up. Silhouetted against the nightlight, standing inside the bedroom and to the side of the doorway was a woman with blond hair and wearing jeans. She stayed for a moment and then just disappeared. The next day, I learned that at roughly the same time she appeared, a young woman was killed in a fatal accident not far from where we live.
28 October 2008
Angel or Imagination
Thank you for your interest in this story. I have re-published it and you can find it at A Spooky Camping Story
09 May 2008
Journey into the Unknown
Thank you for stopping by. The article you are looking for has been moved and renamed. It is now called Angel or Imagination. Please click on the following link to view the article:
Angel or Imagination
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