our first apt there was this lady..prob in her 30's. she was very nice, and she loved family around.
our pat was 2 bedroom, and i always thought my husband an i got the room where her kids slept. every night around 11/12 if you were in the bed, you could see this shadow figure just peek around the corner.
the longer we stayed up, the more often she would poke her head in. yes annoying...eps during sex..
once i put my oldest in the tub....she was about 1 or so, and i had to run and get a towel, i didnt want to leave her...but i thought its only 2 inches of water, im just walking into the room right next to this one...
ran into the bedroom..brain fart...then she came right into my ear and said go check on the baby...i ran into the bathroom just in time to see her slide into the water.
she was fine...i didnt care about the towel, even to this day, if i left it..oh well. this was the first time she ever talked to me, and the last.
another time, i was dog sick...on my death bed sick...get the donations from the telecast tv shows...im joining elizabeth...my husband traded someones schedule for a open to a close so he could take care of the baby...
so its 1am, its dark, its quiet...and you know when you are sick..and you get those weird dreams..?, well i thought i was floating off the bed, and being rocked.
well thats not right..its prob the cat scratching, and trying to lay in the middle of the bed...
it wasnt, it was her...she had my head on her lap, and was rubbing my forehead. when i realized what it was she vanished, and almost fell on the floor...
and the cat was not in the room, because the door was still closed.
she also talked to by husband...just once..he was having murder/sucide thoughts...you know just the usual, if i could get away with it....how much time would i have to live in mexico..??
i have to buy a shovel....
then you dont mean it, and you go and make up. but she told him, right in his ear...dont be like him...he was so shocked..he forgot he was mad at me..forgot that for that moment he didnt like me...
but we always liked our apt..everybody who came over said it was so relaxing and cozy...i never did know her name, but i think her husband shot her. she just liked the three of us living there with her.
we still talk about her because this was 95-99...i had always wanted to go back to the apt, but never did.
these are just a few of the things that happened over a few years.
Wow - each time I read one of these stories, I get chills. I'm going to be home alone all week next week with my kids and I'm a little paranoid now The other night, my youngest daughter wanted to sleep in big sissy's bed (my oldest doesn't live with me full time). The same room as the bench and where that toy went off. That night, I was shutting the door and telling my daughter good night and that I love you. As clear as day I thought she said "I love you", but she can't speak real well yet as she's only 3, but I stopped and looked back and asked if she said that, and she tried to say it, but it wasn't clear as what I had just heard.
Oh and last night we were tucking them both in bed in their own room and the TV was on in that same creepy room, which is adjacent to theirs, and it got really loud, both my H and I looked at each other like WTF.
Wow - each time I read one of these stories, I get chills. I'm going to be home alone all week next week with my kids and I'm a little paranoid now The other night, my youngest daughter wanted to sleep in big sissy's bed (my oldest doesn't live with me full time). The same room as the bench and where that toy went off. That night, I was shutting the door and telling my daughter good night and that I love you. As clear as day I thought she said "I love you", but she can't speak real well yet as she's only 3, but I stopped and looked back and asked if she said that, and she tried to say it, but it wasn't clear as what I had just heard.
Oh and last night we were tucking them both in bed in their own room and the TV was on in that same creepy room, which is adjacent to theirs, and it got really loud, both my H and I looked at each other like WTF.
Sounds like a little bit of an older child. If you have access to the architectural history and land history of where you live you might be able to look up the previous owners and rentals before you. You can also look up land history (cemetery near by or a tragedy that happened). You also might want to look up any interesting news tid bits that may be associated with that area. Ask older neighbors about the neighborhood and house\apt buildings.
Entities like you describe tend to, especially child entities, attach themselves to children but more so to the female of the house (adult). Whatever or whoever this is is trying to get your attention and trying to communicate with you.
You can do EVP (electronic voice phenomena) with a VR (don't use a VAR though, it doesn't work real well with EVP). Ask a question, wait about 10 to 15 seconds and then ask another question. You can ask them to identify their presence. Always thank them for it afterwards. Be careful though, not sure if it is what it presents itself to be either.
I've had some pretty wicked scary experiences on top of the ones I've described here. I've had my hair pulled, I've walked away with injuries (husband can verify two of these incidences, he saw the cuts, bruises and nail marks). I know not everyone believes what I believe and I know not every will believe that last statement but until it actually physically happens to someone its anecdotal at best for that person. I'm not crazy, I swear....
CantePe - I don't think you're crazy at all! Strange you mention a cemetery or tragidy. There's an all but forgotten cemetery about 100 yards away, and across the way from that a 16 year old and her mother were brutally murdered several years ago. I may need to so some investigating.. Posted via Mobile Device
CantePe - I don't think you're crazy at all! Strange you mention a cemetery or tragidy. There's an all but forgotten cemetery about 100 yards away, and across the way from that a 16 year old and her mother were brutally murdered several years ago. I may need to so some investigating.. Posted via Mobile Device
Feck I scare myself sometimes. I got the feeling it was an older child and had to do with either tragedy and\or cemetery. Is it possible the mother and daughter are buried in the cemetery 100 yards away? All "but" forgotten doesn't necessarily mean completely forgotten. Whole family lines tend to stick to one burial site despite being well maintained or run down. They still bury people at Lundy's Lane from what I understand.
Feck I scare myself sometimes. I got the feeling it was an older child and had to do with either tragedy and\or cemetery. Is it possible the mother and daughter are buried in the cemetery 100 yards away? All "but" forgotten doesn't necessarily mean completely forgotten. Whole family lines tend to stick to one burial site despite being well maintained or run down. They still bury people at Lundy's Lane from what I understand.
*shivers*
I looked up the cemetery history, but couldnt find much significant or tragic circumstances other than one of the guys buried their has my birthday as his deathdate. The child and mother that were murdered was more recent and involved a pyscho neighbor. They were renters in the home. Posted via Mobile Device
I looked up the cemetery history, but couldnt find much significant or tragic circumstances other than one of the guys buried their has my birthday as his deathdate. The child and mother that were murdered was more recent and involved a pyscho neighbor. They were renters in the home. Posted via Mobile Device
PM me details and I might be able to help you find the info you are looking for. I'm rather good at finding stuff. My friends always say I am an alumni of the university of google...can usually find something within less than 10 minutes. If its more obscure it takes me a day or two but I am like a pitbull with a bone. I chew it to bits until there's nothing left to exhaust.
From the age of 5 to the age of 12, my family lived in a home where the previous owner died in the home, by choice (rather than at the hospital) after a long bout with cancer. It is suspected that something else happened in the home with the previous owner, possibly a suicide, as when my parents bought the home from the cancer victims family, one bedroom was used strictly for storage and when my mom shared that it would be a great bedroom for one of her children, the family told her that it may make a better storage room. ????
There were frequent sightings of Mr. Maloney (the cancer victim) by my mom, who said that he seemed like a practical joker, and they were always downstairs, where he likely lived out the last year of his life.
However, upstairs, in the now bedroom and former storage room, there were more dubious things going on. My older sister who would have been 9 years old - 14 years old at the time we were living there was the lucky one to have her own bedroom and it was in THAT room. There were nights when she would come and sleep in my bedroom that I shared with my brother as she swore that she felt someone breathing on her.
That same second story room was fixated on by one of our two dogs, and he spent half the day looking up at a seemingly empty bedroom and just barking and barking and barking and occasionally chasing his tail, which he normally only would do if someone touched it. That dog never seemed right yet it seems like too much of a coincidence that he was fixated on that one room.
My parents used to entertain a lot and during one party, a woman whom my mother had never met, walked into the home, and immediately asked my mother if there were "spirits" in the house (and she wasn't asking for a drink!). When my mother affirmed that there were, the woman said she felt their energy when she entered the home and told my mom that there were two spirits in the home.
One summer, my parents were leaving for a trip to Europe, and my paternal grandmother, who was pretty religious, came in and "blessed" the house, with a priest, and my mom swore after that that things seemed to be at their worst.
Not sure if it was during this time or not, but there was a bathroom that had doors to each the "boy's bedroom" and to the "girl's bedroom" (not the haunted room, but rather a bedroom shared by my two other sisters). My older sister who lived in the haunted bedroom was trying to gain access to the bathroom but couldn't open the door and believed I was in there and pleaded with me to open the door and each time she pulled the door open, the door was being pulled shut on the other side. Finally, she got the door open just wide enough to stick her head inside and see that there was nobody in the bathroom and then the door slammed shut.
On another occasion, one late night, my mother heard my father downstairs watching TV, came down the stairs and saw him and another man sitting there casually watching TV. When she said to him, "I didn't know you had company", the figure besides him disappeared, and my less than heroic father, realizing what just happened, jumped up, raced by her up the stairs and left her standing there all alone.
One other weird thing that happened was that my mom, who is 71 today, and has always enjoyed perfect health, fell down on the floor, passed out, and started having a seizure...there was absolutely no explanation for it, and the doctor's never found anything wrong with her and it never repeated in the 30+ years since.
Thankfully, my parents finally sold the house and built a new house...I have to wonder if after the experiences in that house that they didn't want to take ANY chances with going into another home with a history!
Although each of the accounts above is second hand, I did witness the dog's reaction to the one room, had to share my bed many nights when my sister couldn't take it anymore in that room, was present when my mom went into that seizure and did hear my mom's accounts, as well as accounts from a couple others about their respective experiences in that home. It still creeps me out whenever I drive by that home every couple years just to revisit, if only from a safe distance.
We had a creepy moment this weekend. We were laying in bed around 5 am after we were both woken up by a toy going off in an empty bedroom and then a bifold door closed in our room. It was creepy. It was kind of funny too cause my manly man H got spooked to the point he got out of bed quickly and went to the living room. He made it a point to avoid that area of the house all day too. Hah. On our street., there was a double murder years ago, and there is an all but forgotten graveyard... Just a creepy thing. Anyone else have any unexplained happenings? Posted via Mobile Device
OMG I'm a tuff guy but when it comes to ghost stories I tell my wife an her family to be quite !!!!!! I've had 2 things in my life that my wife calls visit's. I had a dream one time about my wife's uncle,,, he looked younger and healthy. He was just talking to me for a bit and told me good by. The next day we found out he passed away that night. The other one was I'd been sitting on the floor watching tv really late at nite and the sofa cushion made the sound like someone just sat up from it and the was going back to it's normal position.So I got outta there as quick as I could. And another one of her relatives had had passed away. Her Family really likes me, , , I'm getting creeped out Imma go to ebay for awhile
Living in the Chicago area, we have many legendary stories: The Bride of Mt. Carmel, Resurrection Mary, Showman's Rest, Munger Road (I sometimes take freight trains out in that area at night!), Bachelor Grove, etc.
Anyway, in the house we used to live in, you would sometimes get the feeling that someone was watching you, just behind your shoulder, and sometimes, we'd be in the living room at night and you could see into the kitchen, which would have the lights off. Our dog, who would always be sleeping by the doorway, would sometimes wake up with a start, look into the dark kitchen and start growling (I'm a great believer that animals have that "6th sense" that we as humans lost a long time ago). Years later, before my parents sold the house, we were talking to an old neighbor who lived there since the houses were built, and she said that they found some human bones where they were digging foundations for the houses (it was during the frantic days of the post WWII housing boom, and no one reported it), and that a couple of hundred years ago, an old Indian Trail came through the area, and that settlers would get ambushed by raiding parties.
Makes you wonder.
I got more, but I'll save for later!
I have heard about this one a lot, resurrection cemetery....I am from the area too so I have heard of all these, but for some reason this one creeps me out...I think it's because when Unsolved Mysteries used to be on TV they did this one, and the image that they used for Resurrection Mary with the blacked out face and like two white "Lights" where her eyes should be scared the crap out of me. Ever since then I have related that picture to that name
I used to live in an apartment where a little 9 yr old girl brushed her teeth at 330am like clock work EVERY morning. She wore clothes that was very much like the 30s or 40s.
In the area I was living in it turned out that the whole block of apartments were built over a forgotten graveyard from the settler days (nothing they can do now, all the markers were gone by the time they built those shoddy apartment complexes) and there had been a train derailment (passenger) where the tracks ran behind those apartments. A girlfriend and I would see butt loads of "people" wearing old style clothes and walking along the tracks late at night or in the really early morning hours.
Then there was a road called Kirby Road (in Ontario, if you google it you'll come up with loads of stories about that road, including a verified auto accident that is part of some of the legends there). I went there on purpose to see if I'd experience anything - boy did I chew off more than I should have!
Story goes (this is for one end of Kirby, the other end has two legends associated with it) that a young girl of about 16 or 17 died in an auto accident on that road and now haunts a dwelling (since torn down) there. If you sit your car in the drive way (long country drive way with rows of trees and corn fields on all sides) and just sit quietly you will hear her giggling and tapping on your car all around it.
Well, stupid us decide to GET OUT of the car and walk the drive way. There was the young girl (her name is Selena) sitting in a tree staring down at me. Long black hair, European look, in some sort of summer dress or something similar just staring down at me from one of the trees I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw her. None of the other 5 or 6 adults saw her that were standing with me.
I even drew her face (I suck at portraits mind you so to the best of my abilities) and turns out one of the old archived newspapers that has THAT auto accident listed on the day after it happened had a picture of the young girl!!! It was identical!
Also there is a grave marker (ironically on the opposite end of the road where the accident actually happened and not the other side where the legend occurs) that says (and I have pictures of it) "Selena : I was a cute kid"
The other end has KKK ties for its legends. It is said that the two house\two barn property (and again, since torn down) was a meeting place for the KKK and the father of a rather large family that owned that property at the time went nuts and killed his kids and wife.
They say if you stand in the barn you can see eyes all around you, giggling children and crying women and the sounds of gun shots.
Another legend associated with that end of kirby is the blue (some say its red) truck. There was a girl who was walking home late at night who was chased into the corn field where she was raped and murdered. A blue or red truck will chase you away from the property if you sit idle near that property in your car.
The first thing you see if the truck headlights, there is NO ONE in the driver's seat, just the truck and the headlights.
There's a variant on this particular legend as well. A semi-truck rather than a pick up truck. It also occurs further down the road where an overhead pass is located. You sit in the tunnel and the semi comes right at you trying to run you off the road.
I have more if you want more stories...
Hi there, I'm thinking of doing a documentary for school on Kirby road and am looking for people who have had creepy experiences. Also if you have an pictures or recordings of the night you went Please email me at clts0085@humbermail.ca.
I would greatly appreciate it
Thank You
Selina
Re: Ghost stories 
The other night, my youngest daughter wanted to sleep in big sissy's bed (my oldest doesn't live with me full time). The same room as the bench and where that toy went off. That night, I was shutting the door and telling my daughter good night and that I love you. As clear as day I thought she said "I love you", but she can't speak real well yet as she's only 3, but I stopped and looked back and asked if she said that, and she tried to say it, but it wasn't clear as what I had just heard. 
Imma go to ebay for awhile 
