Ghost Stories

[A Mum]

Has anyone got any first hand ghost stories ??

[therisingblues]

Not first hand, sorry, but close.
Anyway, my sister was living in England in one of those very old terrace style houses with her second child, who at the age of two would smile and laugh at blank walls. Moreover he would often follow it up by waving at people that so far as my sister could tell, just weren't there. She would see her boy's animated face and eager wave but when she would search for what had prompted it she could not find even a window or a picture, just an empty wall.
She became used to this activity and didn't think so much of it.
Then one day, her son was playing with his toys on the rug as he always did, when he looked up suddenly and began screaming when he fixed his eyes in a particular direction. My sister said it wasn't like he cried and then looked up. He was playing and he became alarmed and distinctly looked up, and then his expression quickly changed to fear as he launched into a full throated scream. My sister could find nothing that could have provoked it and did her best to soothe him, as parents do with children.
The next day, an ambulance pulled up at the door of the terraced housing directly opposite her house. There was a bit of commotion. My sister later learned that an old person had died in the flat directly opposite her on the previous afternoon. The estimated time of death was around the time her son had become alarmed and began screaming.
True story.

[therisingblues]

Another one I just remembered.
When I first came to Japan 8 years ago, I was travelling with my future wife down a busy 2 lane road by a river. Soon we came across a large tree stuck in the middle of the lane we were in. There had been made some provisions to pass the tree on the left hand side but that way was so narrow that most people preferred to wait for a break in the traffic coming the other way before pulling over and passing it on the right. It seemed to me to be a real inconvenience on such a busy road. When I asked about it my wife explained with a straight face that whoever had tried to cut the tree down had become injured in some way or another, to the point that everyone just refused to attempt to cut it down anymore. We are talking loss of limbs and life threatening injuries here. What's peculiar though, is I cannot find anywhere that the tree has even been cut slightly. THese accidents must have occurred while they were preparing to cut it down, and before any actual cutting had begun. Pretty obscure accidents IMO. Nowadays the tree still stands, the department of transport redeveloped the road so both lanes can pass the tree smoothly and without hinderence.
Not sure if this fits the theme of this thread but personally I think the "haunted tree" is pretty cool.

[A Mum]

Wow, both stories amazing stuff.

I started this thread and then had to disappear, so wasn't able to post a story.

This also not exactly first hand, but close too.

Years and years and years ago, a friend of ours was renting a house at Aldinga. Before they even moved in they were warned that it was 'supposed' to be haunted and that tennants barely last 6 months there. "Yeah, yeah whatever" was the response from our rather skeptical friend. A few weird things started happening, but nothing too disasterous, such as lights turning on and off, cupboards opening and shutting, etc, etc all the normal stuff you hear about. One night a group of our friends being 'smart arses' decided it would be hysterical to hold a seance.

They proceeded to, and when the glass started moving around they started paying each other out about who was moving it, when they tried to take their hands off the glass they couldn't. It only lasted a few seconds with one of them being 'thrown' against a wall. They all left the house immediately, grown men practically 'shitting' themselves, so to speak.

One of our friends who was there said he had never been so scared in all his life, he refused to enter the house again the whole time it was being rented by our other friend, who also moved out not long after the event. When one of the guys got home to his wife, she thought someone had actually died by how shaken and 'white' her husband was.

Also a very true story and consequently I will/would never ever be involved in a seance myself.

[Dog_ger]

Secrets now...

In my youth I lived in a house that breathed.

When I was About 14 and I was left home alone watching TV.

Home Alone.

I would turn the TV off and hold my breath and I could hear breathing...

Ha the stories I could tell.

Someone banging on the walls when I was the only one in the house.

Glasses in the kitchen rattling when I was Home Alone.

Many things.

My sister died when I was 6 months old.

As a family,

we were sitting around the dinner table one night and as a family we started talking about it.

As individuals we had all experienced the same thing.

Nothing ever wanted to hurt you. If anything it made you feel safe.

My mum died of a heart attack and had diabeties many years ago.

She had a smell about her of diabeties.

She used to come back to check on me. I could smell her.

When I left home as a 21 year old, we lost contact. Ghosts cant leave their usual environment?

Dog_ger believes.

The light switch making the noise of being repeatedly turned off & on many times at high speed,

but the lights staying on.

[Dirko]

When I lived at home, my Dad converted the shed into a "Teenage retreat". The house used to belong to my Oma & Opa, and the shed was Opa's woodworking place. My Opa died in the house....

Whilst doing the conversion, my Dad would down tools, and then resume the next day or whenever only to have some of the tools in a different place. He never thought anything of it, just sort of assumed he did leave them there...

I moved in and a couple of weeks after I moved in, at night, I heard the door open ! We had a German Shepard dog so thought no one would be stupid enough to jump the back fence and take the dog on, so just assumed the gully wind blew it open.

The next night, same thing ! I sat up and looked and I swear I saw a "figure", and then heard something like "It's OK, go back to sleep, I'm just checking the tools"....

I sat there for a while and the "figure" just stood in the door way before leaving. Sort of freaked out I went inside and woke Dad and told him. The "figure" spoke with a soft tone and a distinct Dutch accent, the same sort of voice my Opa had....

Dad then told me about the tools moving. I heard or felt "Opa" in the room numerous times, and never did it scare me apart from the first time...