New Weekly "off Topic" Topic (09/04/12)

I remember one night me and my mum were going to bed in our old house on Claywood Drive(UK) and we'd settled, gone to sleep and everything. Well I was about 7 or 8 years old at the time and I had just got my first phone. I woke up at some point in the night to my mum crying downstairs, I checked my Nokia(I miss that thing lol) and it was about 2am. So I carefully opened my door and started to head downstairs to see what was wrong, I was halfway down the stairs when my mum shouted me from her bedroom... I could still hear her crying downstairs but she was shouting me from her bedroom as well! I didn't know which to believe and I was scared stiff on the stairs. I was looking back and forth from the bedroom to the living room where I could hear the crying and the whole time my mum was shouting "Don't go down there Alecia! I can hear it too!" from her bedroom. I sat down on the stairs and started crying myself and I was still looking from bedroom to living room, net thing I know the crying stopped and my mum was stood at the banister at the top of the stairs screaming at me to get back upstairs and into her room. Now I believed that the mum I heard shouting me was my real mum so I ran up to her and she was white as a sheet and staring at the living room door which was now fully open where as before it was only open a crack so you could hear what was going on in there. Stood in the living room was this woman, at her feet there was a man he looked dead but obviously I couldn't tell they were only faint and you couldn't see any details... Except when the woman looked up at us with a tear streaked face, she was angry and upset, she kept looking between me and the man at her feet. Then she looked back up at us and started screaming something at us but we didn't get to hear it all because we ran into my mum's room, locked the door and curled up in bed.
A couple of weeks later we had moved out of there and into a flat on Park Hill. We asked the landlord if he knew anything about the woman we'd seen, he said that he hadn't wanted to scare us by telling us before we moved in but that a young couple had lived there not long after it was built. Apparently they had invited some friends round one night and she went to find her boyfriend after he had left the dining room halfway through dinner. When she found him he was dead in the living room, she was killed whilst crying over his body. They never found out who killed them and it seems neither did she and now she roams the house blaming anyone who lives there for killing her and her boyfriend.

I never want to go back to that house as apparently since we moved out 6 other people/couples/families have seen the same thing and moved out. I feel sorry for that woman, wandering the house and never finding out who did it...
 
How spooky! I don't want to believe in ghosts but I just have no explanation for when people have the same experience in the same place without having any knowledge.

I went on a school trip once to an old manor house that was supposedly haunted. Several of us, including myself felt especially spooked in the basement. I actually found there was one corner I couldn't look at because it made me feel really bad. There was nothing out of the ordinary there that I could see, but I just couldn't bring myself to look at it.

That's my ghost story anyway. Sorry it's not as good as everyone else's.
 
I think it's a sixth sense in all of us. We just get a feeling that something isn't quite right and then the flight or fight thing kicks in.
I know on each occasion I've had a 'feeling' and that feeling has been right
 
Some of these stories could actually be written up in a book :blink: Fact or fictional..
 
fact or fiction? I don't think it's fair to rubbish peoples stories in that way. There is plenty of evidence to show the paranormal exists. People have shared their experiences and nothing more
 
I have had loads... But the scariest one so far happened on the 27 th of june 2011 at 10:00 at night when i walked into my moms bedroom and i saw this green flash that lasted about 5 seconds and i saw this ghostly face fadding away and said " come, come my darling" of course i would not go... I couldnt even speak let alone move, after about 10 seconds of silence SHE said " i will be back soon, i love you" and she dissperd away. She looked quite old about 55 years old. About 5 days later i saw the same face staring at me in the middle of the night so i sat up, and she just smiled at me. I just closed my eyes and tried to forgett about it. Im shaking just writting this :unsure:
 

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