3 nights ago my daughter Kathy was coloring a drawing in the family room.
It was almost 11:00 pm, I was with my son Joshua in his bedroom.
My youngest daughter borrow my cellphone and I told her that I wanted back
at 11:00 pm.
around 11:00 Katie brought my cellphone and told me that Kathy was calling me and texting too.
when I look at the text she said for me to go overthere because she was scared,
she heard a little girl voice saying her name Kathy behind her and she was to scared to turn around and that she was getting chills down her back, It took me a while to go to her because I did not have my cellphone with me,she was begging me to go to her in the family room ,she was frozen in fear,she was too scare to move or look behind her and I don't blame her, I think I will feel the same way.
and the last text message she has send me ,please come here,for the love of GOD,
get yourself over here I'M terrified.
I finally went overthere and she went to her bedroom and I turn all the light...
This is the story of my friend Tony.
Tony was rarely interested in anything besides having fun. In fact, even when he wasn't old enough to drink he was always out finding a way to get his hands on a cold pack of beers, or some marijuana. Overall, he was a good guy, and a very smart person, despite some of his seeming character flaws.
In 2002 Tony lived in a small town in Montana called Libby. Up until this time, this was the city he grew up in and the city which he called home. This town was ungodly small, and the artery which pumped life into the town was the highway which ran through it. The surrounding area in Libby was adorned by steep crags of granite, cloaked beneath by a seemingly endless carpet of evergreen trees, interspersed with occasional holes, where houses and barns were built.
At this time Tony was at the oldest 16. He and his friends, even in this small town were able to get their hands on some of the strongest marijuana on the market, often called "Missoula Dank Buds," wh...
So if you read my last post you know what goes on in this house. Well just a reminder the 4th room and the stairs leading up to my room scare me. Tonight for some reason they are extra scary.
I'm in the 4th room picking out my daughter and I's clothes, we are taking her out to dinner since today is her 3rd birthday. No one is home except her and I. She's in the living room watching Rug Rats. As I'm picking out clothes I hear breathing behind me deep heavy breathing than I could hear a male talking which was coming from upstairs. When Wynter came in to the room it stopped.
20 minutes later I sent Wynter upstairs to get her a diaper. I'm pregnant and making those trips up those stairs kills me lol. So she goes heading to our room, and I'm standing at the foot of the stairs (in case she falls) and she gets about half way up and I start feeling SUPER guilty for sending my 3 year old up there. She never goes fully into the room just stands at the door way squeals and comes rushing down t...
To start, it's probably important to mention that there is a possibility that this person was not a ghost. However, the occurrence was just strange.
One night a friend of mine and I decided to go see a movie in Palmdale. We went and saw the movie, and when we came out it was dark, but still really hot from the summer heat.
My friend asked if there was a quicker way to get home, I said sure, so we took another route, which I knew was a little faster, but much more remote. As we were driving through this moonless night I saw something shiny in the distance. Out of the blackness came a cloud of fog, floating over the road, maybe two feet high and in the fog was a 1960s red convertible. Nobody was in it, and this fog continued for a bit on the road, when all of the sudden I slammed on the brakes because someone was just standing in the center of the road (the body shape looked like a man). I told my friend "we should slow down and check to make sure they're alright," he said "heck no, st...