05/26/14

Reader Submission: Evil at Home

 

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“I am a single mother of three kids, two girls and my son. Me and their father had just broken up so I moved out of our house with the kids and moved closer to my parents. I was working as a manager at a restaurant and my income wasn’t much. I ended up renting a house in my parents’ town for really cheap. It was a 3-bedroom, 2-bathroom ranch style house. It needed some TLC, but I didn’t mind.

After we moved in and settled down, I started hearing scratching in the walls. I’m terrified of mice so I got a cat from the shelter. However, the scratching never stopped. The cat I got was a friendly and cuddly, and I thought she was just lazy.

Soon after getting the cat, I heard bangs at night. I’d be asleep and would wake up to banging on the walls. I would check on my kids and they would all be asleep. My cat slept with my oldest daughter and I would see her hissing at certain spots of the room with her hair standing up. The scratching and banging went on for a few weeks.
One night I was making dinner and I heard growling coming from my bedroom. However, it didn’t sound like any animal I’d ever heard. I assumed it was the cat, but my cat was on the couch with all my kids. The noise scared me, but I brushed it off.

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05/22/14

Reader Submission: The Haunted Flat

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“I would like to share my personal paranormal experience in the apartment where I stayed with my wife and two-year-old son (Sharjah, UAE). Friends, this is not just a story but a real experience.

It was in 2011 that we moved into the apartment, and on the very first day my wife woke up screaming at around 2:00 a.m. saying she saw someone standing near the bedroom door. I just rubbished her, saying this might happen in any new place. After this incident, one or two such incidents kept happening and whenever my wife said something about it I used to either make fun of her or try to convince her it was nothing by saying everything was mere misconceptions.

She often told me incidents like lights getting switched off (the switch itself), TV channels automatically getting changed, that kind of thing. Though I believe in paranormal presences, I did not want to show that as she might get more panicked.

It was during that time my kid started walking and it was during the same period when I myself got scared and understood what really was going on in the house. Since he is our only child, our son used to play alone with his toys, but we slowly realized that he did not seem to be playing alone. We would watch him playing and showing his toys as if there was another person with him. We also noticed that our son often played in one particular place, the spot where my wife claimed she saw someone standing on the very first day of us moving into this apartment.

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05/20/14

Ghost Photo: Porch Boy

A reader writes: “This photo was taken in front of my neighbor’s house this past March. The neighbor is a 40-something-year-old woman with two teenage daughters.  My husband and I, along with our older two kids, our son, who is 12, and our daughter,  who is 6, were sledding with our neighbors. The only person who ever even went on the front porch was my 12 year-old-son, who is over five feet tall and has light brown hair. When I posted this pic on my Facebook,  everyone freaked out over the spooky kid in the background.”

What do you think of the photo?

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Have a ghost photo of your own? Send your paranormal pics to christy@ghostsnghouls.com!

05/20/14

Reader Submission: The Attack

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“Kids have a knack for hidden spaces. If there’s a half-filled closet, or a nook behind the stairs, or a cluster of bushes with a well-obscured clearing inside them, they’ll find it and make it theirs.

As a kid, my preferred hidden space was just outside my elementary school. Still technically on school property, so I wasn’t breaking any rules, but as far from any supervising teacher as you could get. It was blocked off on one side by the school’s brick wall and surrounded on all other sides by an overgrown bush. If you were small enough there was plenty room to move around and you could disappear completely.

My best friend at the time was as into ghosts and the supernatural as I was. I’d read more Goosebumps books than any of the boys in our class and she swore up and down she had a deck of tarot cards somewhere in her basement. We figured that made us experts on the occult. In our hidden space, we’d draw initials on the wall with white rocks, followed by dates like 1967, 1921, 1880, and pretend they were written by whole histories of kids who’d come here before. We didn’t have an Ouija board but we knew what one looked like. So we drew letters in the dirt with a stick and put a leaf for a planchette in the center. If the leaf was blown towards one of the letters by a gust of wind (or maybe by one of us exhaling a little harder than normal, by accident of course) it meant the spirits were trying to contact us.

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