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So guys, what's up? I wanted to leave any animated movie subject behind for a moment and bring up another subject that is quite interesting to talk about: Paranormal things like ghosts appearences or a disturbing moment you guys probably went through on you life.

Yes! I believe in ghosts and spirits

Why I wanted to talk about it now? Last year I believe I just went through a very disturbing and creppy situation and I'm sure it happened, and I want to tell you guys how it was. I also would like if you post a disturbing or paranormal situation that really probably happened with you or with a member from your family, or with a friend (a dream, a moment on your life, a feelings you had, etc). Remember that the story I'm going to tell is TRUE I know what I saw and I'm not a person who likes to lie so here we go:


"I don't remeber exactly the date but I believe it was between 4 and 7 of July, 2014. It was my cousins daugther birthday party, she was going to make 2 years old and my whole family was going to the party on a buffet. The party started at 08:00 p.m and should end at 11:10 p.m, kinda late for a kid's birthday but I don't even cared about it. My parents and I arrived there around 08:40, I greeted some of the guests and stayed with my cousins most of the time. Time went on and the party came to a end, I was really tired because I had a bad sleep on the previous day and I couldn't wait to go home.
I arrived home around 11:25 p.m, I just wanted to go to my bed, I took off my dress put on my pajamas and went to bed. I don't remember how much time I slept I just remember that in the middle of sleep I opened my eyes, do you know that moment that you open your eyes but you're not awake yet? I opened my eyes and I SWEAR I saw a long, slender and white arm trying to touch my head, I was sleeping with my back towards the wall and from that point of view it looked like that it was coming out or the corner of my bed, it was really long and thin and was white and literally tried to touch my head, it couldn't be my arm. It all happened really fast, when I saw that arm I screamed and jumped out of my bed in extreme lighting speed, I live in a apartament so my bedroom is close to the living room, I ran to the living room and I was still holding my blanket. My dad was awake watching TV and asked me what was going on, he thought I had fallen out of bed. I was so tired and dizzy that I don't even answered him, when he asked if I had fallen out of bed I just said "yes" nodding my head. I was too confused, I was so confused that I just went back to my bed and returned to sleep again, I woke up in the next day and I realized what had happened, what just had happened? Something I don't understand, but I swear I saw that arm, I know it was real and felt it and saw it, and remember it. I never had another experience like this after that, thanks god"

So what do you guys think about it? Creppy huh? Now I still have one more story to tell you guys. Here we go, the next one:

" It was 2 years ago (2013), I always travel with my family to the coastline every single end of year, it's already a tradition, we spend christmas and new year on a house that we used to rent. The house is pretty nice, has 3 bathrooms, 2 rooms, a huge backyard, service area, well it's a house that anyone knows. One of the rooms had 1 bunk bed and 3 beds, my cousins and I fit well in that room. One night me and my 2 cousins stayed up talking about our lives, everyone in the house was asleep. We were distracted talking and laughing, the light of the hallway was on but suddenly it went off for no reason and then it went back to normal, coward as I am, I jumped out of the bed and went to the living room where my parents and some uncles were sleeping on a inflatable mattress, I slept with my parents that night.

But, after I went to my parent's bed I saw the light of the bathroom that was in the hallway turn on and the door opening a little, I knew it wasn't any of my cousins because I could see if they left the bedroom and I didn't heard any footsteps or anything, but I just ignored it and sleeped. In the next day, my 2 cousins mocked me and we joked about what happened because it was really funny, however I asked them I they saw the light of the bathroom turning on and if they saw who had entered, my oldest cousin Barbara said that it was her father, he was sleeping in the hallway in the front of the bathroom, it was probably him.

Later that day I asked Barbara's father if he went to the bathroom last night... he said NO, he liked to play pranks with us so I didn't believed him at first, I asked him eveything I could but he just said no and no, over and over and besides... he wasn't sleeping in the hallway, he was sleeping in the living room, I told this to my cousins and they laughed, they though I was lying but when I explained everything that Barbara's father said, they never spoke about it again, even nowdays, we don't talk about it"

There's also some more things that happened during my childhood but honestly, it is so creppy I don't even want to talk about it, only my family knows about some creppy stuff that happened, there isn't too much but still... really creppy, also some good things but I don't wanna tell you guys it's a family thing, maybe later I can tell you about my grandma's creppy doll that walked during night, or about the spirit that saved my cousins life... or the day that the devil itself knocked on my grandma's door... Because of all this things I believe in ghosts good or bad ones.

What about you? Have you ever went through a situation so creppy that way?

(i may have, if you don't believe my story ask my twin Dire Wolf)

One time when it was 2013, and close to 2014, in the winter when i was in my room. i had both my cats in my room with me wail i read my books. My closet didn't have a door on it so i has my basket of dirty clothes in it, they were in a corner. Well when my cats were sniffing the clothes they looked up and at the corner simultaneously. After a second they began to hiss at one spot, mind you my cats never hissed. So their was nothing in the corner but they hissed at it for about a minuet non stop. I called them to make them stop and they did, but as they walked away their tails were bushed up, the fur along their spine was on end and their ears were held firmly back. seance then they never wanted to go into my room, although later the next year we moved.

Another time before that be a year when i didn't have any cats, my family and i were in the same house. When my mom, who was pregnant with my little brother, and step dad were sleeping my mom felt some thing take away the blanket so she pulled it back up to her head from her feet with out opening her eyes. After a wail my mom heard and felt heavy breathing, mined you that we were all sleeping. So my mom opened her eye and saw a vary large black human like thing flouting above her bed. It was looming over her and my step dad, who was still sleeping, and was looking at my mom with two red eyes. She screamed and when my step dad woke the "thing" was gone. When my mom asked my step dad if he heard any thing besides her scream, he said no, and my step dad could her some one open the out side door if he was inside the house. That is why we got one of our cats. (my little brother was not harmed by the "thing".

So I was asleep and woke up to a tapping noise of a tree branch on my bedroom window. Then I realised that the tapping noise wasn't coming from the window. Instead it was coming from the inside of my mirror.

Okay, well, this (as usual for posts of mine) will take some telling, and won't be short. Sorry about that.


I'm not even sure if this qualifies as a "ghost story". Some people will say it does, others will say otherwise. I leave it to each of you to decide, if you can sit through a full reading of it.


So for many years I was an American Civil War living historian and reenactor. One year, on the battlefield of Gettysburg--in south-central Pennsylvania, several reenactor friends and I (some from my unit, others from other units) had joined this one guy, a firm believer in ghosts and haunting, one night out at South Reynolds Avenue, just off the Chambersburg Pike (Pennsylvania Route 30) near the Unfinished Railroad Cut (those who have ever read about the battle, or been to Gettysburg, know these locations quite well). It was after the park closing hours, so we knew we were taking a bit of a risk, as the National Park Service, which controls and administers the military park, does not allow visitors on after dark. It was a warm July night. There were about twelve or so people in our little party (so not the usual one to three people who say they saw a ghost). I have always been very ambiguous about the whole "ghost" thing. I never tell anyone what they should or shouldn't believe, but I never have had an experience which I could absolutely say was a haunting or ghostly encounter. And so I tend to approach these things with a certain logical pragmatism...seeking rational explanations before giving in to some belief that I just encountered a ghost.


We were following this friend out to that spot because, according to him, if you stand along the split-rail fence, looking south-southeast towards a forested area, and then intermittently flicker a flashlight at the treeline, you'll get occasional reply flashes from "phantom artillery batteries". In the dark, with the heavy tree cover behind that line, there are no houses or other buildings shining lights that can easily be seen (intermittently or otherwise). Just dark woods...at least when the trees have leaves on them. It's some distance to a golf course sitting back to the south from there.


So he tried that for us, while we watched, and kept a general eye out for the park rangers. There was very little vehicle traffic on Rt. 30, and none on the park grounds. It was quiet. We were getting bored, as he was not getting the ghostly response he had promised us, and some of us started breaking up into small groups and milling loosely about. I caught a glimpse of a few deer crossing Reynolds Avenue quickly and quietly. I went back to the fence line and joined a few of my friends, and we started some incidental chatter while our host grumbled and kept assuring that, if we remained patient, we'd get a response in due time.


It was then that one friend and I caught some muffled, indistinct chatter coming from the field beyond the road. Looking straight across it, into the dark, we figured it must be someone else who had sneaked onto the battlefield after hours, and were trying to remain hidden while maybe searching for old minie balls (the bullets used in the musketry of the time period) or something in the tall grass. Silly, sure. But we were trying to rationalize this out. Another friend nearby said they suddenly felt the ambient temperature drop by the fence. So far, we had two signs of supposed "ghosts"...muffled, indistinct voices and a sudden and noticeable drop in temperature. Still, I wasn't convinced. We hopped the fence, and started checking the tall grass for anyone we might startle into running. Nothing. We started back across the fence when another friend, on the other side, was startled and called out to us, pointing in the direction of a large, lone tree some forty to fifty yards or so from the fence, out in the field.


There, seemingly in front of the tree, was an amorphous column of blue-green light, which hung there, and had no logical or discernible point of origin. We stood fixated on it for a few minutes, with a few surprised reactions and declarations. I began to try and see if there were maybe something casting the light onto the tree...but couldn't find any source (from any direction, including Rt. 30). And it wasn't ON the tree itself. So my friend and I, and one or two others, hopped the fence again, hoping to walk towards the tree to see if there were any other possible cause for the light.


But as we approached the tree, the column of light receded from us. Slowly, and in time with our movements. We stopped, it stopped. We moved back towards the fence, it moved back towards the tree. We didn't experience a feeling of apprehension or sadness...just fascination and maybe a touch of surprise. We tried approaching the tree a few times, but never could get any closer to the light. Finally, we went back over the fence onto Reynolds Avenue, turned around, and watched as the column of light gradually faded and disappeared.


We all decided to pack up into the cars and leave after that. We weren't scared (well, I wasn't...though I was totally fascinated), but it did certainly make an impact on us. To this day, I don't like to claim this was a ghost. But I won't claim it wasn't either. I felt no communication from it, and the only thing we could presume was conversation were the indistinct voices we heard, which stopped almost in time with the appearance of the column of light.


I don't know what this phenomenon was. But it had no logical explanation either...




A clarification about the phenomenon mentioned in my story above.


This column of light had its own "physicality", if that would be an accurate way to describe what, for lack of a better choice of words, was a mysterious field of energy. It never touched the ground, and was not cast against the trunk of the tree mentioned in the story. It hung in the air...about five or so feet in height, and maybe a foot in width. But with an indistinct, fluctuating shape.