just curious.

[Sarlon]

Alright I've started some interesting topics in this forum...but I was wanting to start something else....

Does anyone believe in Ghosts?

Loaded question...I'm not out to start a reglious debate or anything!

I've been seeing and interacting with ghosts since I was 8 years old. in my current apartment there are at least 2 that I can feel, and 1 that has shown herself to me...though never when I have my camera :(

Anyone else care to share? If proded I can pull up some specfic memories of ghostly sightings in my life...but I want to hear others stories or beliefs as well.

[NimrodJess]

I'm very active in paranormal investigation in my area, though I tend to keep it under wraps and only inclusive to a small group of my friends.

I guess my theory on "ghosts" is that they are more a manifestation of energy than an actual dead person revived or whatnot. Capturing that energy or at least detecting it is possible in a number of ways, including through recording sounds, videos, and film, electromagnetic field detection, temperature fluctuations, and best of all, gut-instinct.

[Evil Queen]

I believe in ghosts. Lived in a haunted house for many years with three; Nana and two idiots that I barely remember. Nana was our (mine and RW's) baby sitter. Nothing bad ever happened to us when we lived in that house.

[Sliceanddice]

i believe in ghost, seen them, ive just not seen them in a few years, but i get feel ings sometimes in old houses and other places.

[Kiarna]

Ghost, spirits, guides.....yep believe in all of them.
But I have been interacting with them for a while also.

But yes this may have been a loaded topic......

And if anyone is interested in discussing this in depth please PM me.

[powerboy]

I guess my theory on "ghosts" is that they are more a manifestation of energy than an actual dead person revived or whatnot.

That is what i believe also.


Capturing that energy or at least detecting it is possible in a number of ways, including through recording sounds, videos, and film, electromagnetic field detection, temperature fluctuations, and best of all, gut-instinct.

That is so true. My group uses each and every one of those ways.

[crazylegs]

Personally, no. I'll leave it at that.

[Heksubah]

Yes. There are two in my house. One is nice and pleasant. The other is a pain in the behind. The other one, if it suspects the mood is right, will try and revive the whole haunted house atmosphere and try to freak me out.

I think my favourite moment is when I showed my mother, years and years back, that bouncy balls would roll in circles, figure eights and then stop and roll up hill in the basement. She ran up the stairs crying, "THE BASEMENT IS ON A SLOPE!" Yeah... cause a slope induces figure eights, stopping and starting. I cracked up laughing. They've done much worse.

The pain in the butt one is having fun right now since I'm home alone.

[draftermatt]

Yes.

To me there are too many people who have seen/have photos, etc. To not believe. Not to mention in Sunday School when I was 14 a priest told us there are ghosts. But he also said to stay away because they are normally bad. I don't beileve that though.

I've only felt small things though. Even on "ghost tours" in Gettysburg where they take you to places. I was outside a barn and I could feel cold wind and bad mojo. I didn't even want to stand near it.

My wife even smelled burning pine wood at the last one we went on.

That said I don't think I want to see a ghost.

[friendofjimmyk]

Hell yeah I believe in them. I've had ghostly experiences before. A few instances at a house that I shared with my first boyfriend 15 years ago sealed my belief in ghosts. I'm still not sure if they were of the friendly variety because they seemed to like to scare the crap out of you with the oddest stuff....especially in the middle of the night but were overall fairly harmless.

[Boozy]

I'm not saying that I believe in ghosts, and I'm not saying that I don't believe in ghosts.

But I would urge anyone who feels that they live in a haunted house to please please please get the carbon dioxide levels checked. Carbon dioxide poisoning is far more common than people realize, and causes many symptoms such as minor visual and audio hallucinations. This is especially important in cases where more than one person in the home is experiencing "other-worldly" sensations.

Apartment buildings and houses built before 1970 are especially vulnerable. A carbon dioxide detector is a good investment.

[edible_hat]

Personally, no. I'll leave it at that.

Me too. My favourite local "ghost" is the one at the local old jail (which is long since closed, was a museum for a while, the latest is it's going to be knocked down). According to the ghost tour, this building is haunted because it stays warm when the other buildings on the grounds get cold. According to the architectural plans, it's the only building with fibreglass insulation.

[ThePhoneGoddess]

I used to be indifferent to ghost stories and such. I believed in the possibility, but was mostly a skeptic when it came to individual's claims of encounters with the dead. Eventually, though, I had an experience that I found terrifying for the simple reason that I could not explain it away. Frankly, I don't talk about this a lot. It still unnerves me. But since you asked for stories, and I love to tell a good story, I will tell you my one and only experience with a ghost.


I was living in Santa Fe. My lease was about up and my friend Grace and I were looking for a place to rent together. About this time a friend of Grace's, Steph, had finally gotten off her ass and left her worthless, lazy drug-addicted BF and father of her two year old, Sophia. She was couch-surfing with a friend, but having a two year old made couch surfing really difficult for her. The friend couldn't take it and asked her to go somewhere else. We ran into her and found out what was going on and Grace put them up on her couch while we tried to find a place for all 4 of us. We finally found this little 3 bedroom bungalow with an unusually cheap rent. Looking back, it was suspiciously cheap, but at the time, it didn't register. We were desperate because Steph was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. She was convinced her and the baby were going to end up homeless and the county would take the baby from her. So we signed on this place and moved in. The landlady was this middle aged Hispanic lady who was really nice to us, she told us the place was very old and that her Grandmother had lived in it for nearly 60 years of her life.

We started to notice little things at first. Steph had very little money so we babysat sometimes during her working hours in exchange for her cooking and such. One day Steph said something about how "If we were so particular about where the baking pans are kept we just need to tell her and she'd keep them over there." After questioning we realized that Steph was keeping the baking pans in one cupboard but she kept repeatedly finding them placed in another cupboard. Both Grace and I denied any responsibility for moving them. Eventually Steph stopped trying to move them, and kept them in that cupboard, and they stayed there. There were lots of other little things like this, all small enough that we dismissed them.

Then Sophia, who was beginning to speak in phrases and sentences about this time, started talking about 'Nana'. Her friend 'Nana' did this and did that. When Steph would ask who Nana was Sophia would say 'you know, Nana! She lives in our room!' (Steph and Sophia had the master bedroom.)

Then the morning weirdness started. Steph would get up in the morning and find that Sophia was already awake, and had been taken out of the crib. She was properly dressed, and she would often be sitting in front of the TV watching cartoons. Grace and I worked swing, so we were always passed out at this time of day. Under questioning from an increasingly freaked out Steph, Sophia would tell her that Nana got her up. Nana turned on the TV and changed the channels until she found a kids cartoon. Nana had gotten the gerber cookies out of the top cupboard of the kitchen(there was NO WAY a two year old could get up there) and given one to her for breakfast. Nana had combed her hair, and tied her shoes, etc etc etc.

(BTW, 'Nana' is a common Spanish endearment for 'Grandma')

Steph would tell us this stuff and would be completely panicked and in tears. Grace and I thought Steph was having an actual breakdown. We even talked about staging an intervention and getting her a mental health evaluation.

And then I saw her.

I slept with my bedroom door open because my cats like to go in and out. One morning I awoke and heard voices. I distinctly heard Sophia say "Mommy says not to wake Tas up!" I opened my eyes and sat up, and I swear to God and whatever else is out there I saw Sophia walking out of the room holding onto some old lady's hand. The old lady did not look quite human. The best way I can describe it is that there were points of light from all over the room, which came and converged on her form, and the light revealed the figure of a stooped little old lady in a dress, brilliantly outlined in soft yellow light. They walked through my doorway and into the hallway holding hands and I was literally struck dumb.

I sat in my bed for a few moments, and then realized I was shaking. I got up and ran through the house, and found Sophia sitting in the living room playing. The old lady was gone. I immediately woke Steph up and dragged her out of bed and her and I questioned Sophia very carefully. She chatted all about 'Nana' and how Nana could get to the cookies in the top cupboard and how Nana told her not to pull my cats tails because it was not nice, and how Nana tied her shoes for her. I will be honest, it was absolutely terrifying to hear all this come out of a two year old's mouth. It was like something out of Potergeist. You know, how Carol Ann starts talking about the TV people and her Mother gets all freaked out? Yeah, it was like that. Frightening.

It took me nearly an hour to convince Grace that I was not making shit up. Grace and I went and had a talk with the landlady. She looked at us sadly and sighed, and then explained to us that 'Nana' was her grandmother who had lived most of her life in the house and died there. 'Nana' had been a very strong woman who apparently did not want to leave her house, and was very particular about where things went in her house (hence the baking pan incident). Landlady had been very happy when we moved in because Nana A) had loved children dearly and B) did not like men in her house. She admitted we were not the first people to encounter Nana, she had trouble keeping renters because Nana was usually a lot meaner to the tenants. Apparently Nana would slap men awake while they were sleeping and would bang around the walls making lots of noise, rattling pots and pans if a man came into the house drunk.

Okay, this has gotten really long and I am at work. I will continue this this later.

[Becks]

Yes, I believe in ghosts.

Yes, I have seen them.

Most of the ones I have interacted with have been nice, and the one that wasn't...well, it was more of a creep me out kind of thing.

I haven't seen the resident ghost around lately, but I do see others occasionally when I'm out and about.



It was either last year or the year before that when Mike was driving me to work on Rt. 3 when I saw someone crossing the concrete barrier. And walking through cars. Near a marker that says "Alex RIP". :eek:

[ShadedWings]

I believe in 'em sure. I've never actually seen anything positively conclusive, but I have seen things out of the corner of my eyes, or heard slight noises, that couldn't be explained.

I do remember when I was younger (between 10 and 14 I think) an outright terror of going into the basement. It might of been just "holy crap that's dark and creepy" but... I'm not so sure. I'm not easily scared usually (unless it's heights), and the basement rooms were nicely lit once you turn on the lights... but it didn't matter. I never had a problem with going into the attic, and it was darker and a bit creepier most times.

I would have to go down there to get to the back yard, and let our dogs outside or do laundry. Even with my several large dogs at the time, I never ever felt safe down there. I would almost always -run- back upstairs or outside as fast as I could. And the dogs would never even try to go to the back part of the rooms (three rooms, the one connected to the back yard, one with the furnaces and one smaller room off there), even though there was nothing preventing them.

It just, literally, terrified me to be near/in the basement.

I could just be overthinking it too. :lol:

[draftermatt]

I do remember when I was younger (between 10 and 14 I think) an outright terror of going into the basement.

My bedroom was in the basement from 14-19 (when I moved out) and if I had to get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night I would look down going to the bathroom, and never look back on my way back to my room until the door was shut.

I just always had this feeling that something was there, waiting. I can walk almost anywhere in the dark, but my parents basement late at night creeped me out if I had been asleep before.

This was the same house where the dogs will suddenly stare at the ceiling and their eyes will move like they are following something.

[calulu]

Yeah, I believe in them. Have had a few weird paranormal experiences through the years.

[Ljt09863]

i believe in them. my fiances parents house is, i believe, haunted.

when i lived there, i HATED the basement(what is up with basements??). i would avoid being alone down there at all costs. when used to actually sleep in the basement,until we switched rooms. one night, ihad just gotten out of the shower, and fiance and i were going to go to the store. i was in the basement, in our room getting ready, when i heard this whistling. it was a steady whistling tune. i don't know what of. i figured it was fiance though. i didn't think about it at all. it went on for about 5 minutes. then, after it stopped, fiance came down stairs. i asked if he was ready to go to the store.

turns out, he didnt want to wait for me, and went to the store while i was in the shower, and he had just gotten back. it wasn't him who was whistling. i asked the other two people in the house if that had been whistling, and they hadn't. besides, even if they had been, they would have had to be downstairs near me for me to hear them so clearly.

another time, we were upstairs, in the apartment above the rest of the house. i was alone upstairs and laying onthe couch, since i was about 8 months pregnant. i heard the door leading upstairs to me, open and then shut, and then somebody run upstairs. i figured it was peters cousins girlfriend, since she usually visited me. i see a shadow pass, like somebody is walking towards me, and i turn around, and there is nobody there. i looked around, to see if anybody had come upstairs, and nobody had. but i heard somebody run up the stairs.

[Sarlon]

its taken 13 years, but I finally convinced my parents that the house they have been living in is haunted.

how did I do this? I didn't...mom late late late one night got up to use the bathroom and heard voices....like they were far away or down the street. It was 2 am...no one except her and the 2 dogs were in the house (dad was out of town).

They also have told me that they will hear an old fashioned radio playing...again as if it was far away, but the house has nothing turned on that would make that kinda noise.

I've taken steps to assure that no visitors will bother my parents with intent to harm...but I'm surpised that they only now are taking notice of stuff thats been going on for YEARS.

[RetailWorkhorse]

Nana, the ghostie that EQ mentioned, has posessed a little purple My Little Pony since we left the Bluer-Grayer house (AKA Rose Creek, where we used to live) well over a decade ago. She lives in a short jam jar with the lid glued on.

And she still ups and disappears from that jar.

So, yes, I believe in Ghosts.

[Becks]

:ot: Basements and I do not get along.

IAnd the dogs would never even try to go to the back part of the rooms (three rooms, the one connected to the back yard, one with the furnaces and one smaller room off there), even though there was nothing preventing them.

I'm going to go with ghosts, here. Animals tend to avoid places with spirits in them. Usually.

[Amethyst Hunter]

I'm a skeptic by nature. I don't believe in ghosts...but I also don't *dis*believe in them, or the possibility that they might exist. This is also why I don't believe in effing around with any type of magic or sorcery or religious ritual or the likes - if it is out there, why invite trouble? Problems already find us on a regular basis, who needs to make it any easier for them. ;)