Family "ghost" stories?

ZEROPILOT said:

Wait.
Did we all start out Catholic here?
Catholic school was as spooky as any of my stories...

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Yvonne G said:

AMEN!! Especially those old nuns with rulers firmly attached to their hand.

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Boettgeri said:

Hello

I'll start with the beginning. When my mother was pregnant with me the doctors told my parents I had trisomy 13 and would not be able to survive (they did an amniocentesis and I had a high probability of having this desease). It was my mother's first pregnancy and my parents were afraid and sad etc
my mother thought of abortion but as you can imagine she finally did not do it. In fact, my father made a promise in Fatima and he believed it worked. My parents used to tell me that story (I also have seen the medical papers) ...When I was born the doctors could not believe I was healthy and they did not understood that. I'm very lucky !

Since I could talk to the age of 7 or 8 years old. My mother told me, each night I said there is a old woman next to my bed. My grandma believed it was his mother (my great grandma). I remember being afraid of the dark and having high difficulties to sleep but in my teens I completely forgot this woman since my mother told me this last year... The only thing I remember back then it was the same dream : I was in a garden like a cimetery's garden and a old woman was trying to talk to me always the same way she said "I need to say you some thing" and every time I was freaked out, I ran away and waked up...A few years ago after a death in my family I made two or three times this kind of dream...unless this time the voice that seemed comming from an old woman screamed "too late" this time I tried to run to her to find only an horrible vision....and after I waked up each time.

When I was 7 or 8 I could'nt remember exactly, I was in the car with my parents and my sister going to visit an uncle. I was close to him, he was a good person. I remember having like a "flash" I starded crying and said "I don't want to go there he died crushed by a train" ..he was still alive and I thought I was just crazy...but sadly 3 or 4 years later I was one of the first to know about his death, exactly the same way... I have to say he had nothing to do with trains , he didn't work with trains or anything like that.

For the dog, it was my fiance's dog. A dog I knew very well, he was very kind. One day he bit me, I believe it was completly my fault. 2 days later I needed emergengy chirurgy (2 emergency chirurgy in 1 day it was probably worst than I thought lol) and I stayed in hospital's bed for 2 weeks, the doctors thought I would not be able to do things as before but I could. I was lucky again. Since that I had a very strong bound with this dog. I cared for him until his death (he was old). The day of his death after his death I woke up thiinking about tortoises and with this idea obsessing me. I always have liked animals but I had never tought of tortoises before that. Also another dog came into our lifes (he was a rescued dog) and the strange thing is that this dog always sleeps where the other died, exactly the same place (not so commun for a dog). This last story is not so strange I believe but for me I feel this has something to do with that dog and who knows.

I have other stories but they are not so impressive I think.

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Destben said:

I think my new office is haunted. Mostly whispering and sniffles right now maybe the occasional foot step. I will let y’all know later if it is or I’m just hearing things lol

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ZEROPILOT said:

Cool.
I thought that this THREAD had become a ghost...

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Yvonne G said:

I'm not open to it at all!!!

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ZEROPILOT said:

I recall one date that I had with a very beautiful, very wonderful woman. It had taken me a few months to get her to go out on a date with me.
After a couple of glasses of wine, she all on her own began to tell my a story of how her dead grandmother visits her and had for years. She stopped abruptly into the story and appologize for telling me. Saying " you must think I'm crazy".
So I told her that I know firsthand that strange things happen. I lowered my guard and proceeded to tell her my "Larry the Lion" story.
She thanked me. Seemed relieved, as I had hoped.
Then we decided on a movie after dinner and had what I thought was a very nice evening. It ended very late and she even kissed me goodnight when I bought her home.
THEN NEVER RESPONDED TO ANOTHER ONE OF MY PHONE CALLS.
I've always wondered how COO COO my stories sound even to those with equally shocking stories.
Now that there is a story I've never told ANYONE.
Honestly is a great quality. Saying too much can only get you into trouble.

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Destben said:

How crazy could we actually be? Every country around the world has a version of ghost/demonic entities, so some things must have truth behind them.

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Janet_1117 said:

How weird I come across this topic here. Apparently, as young children on my dads side of my family, being ‘visited’ by some unknown source is a common occurrence. While my grandmother was 10 months pregnant with my dad, his dad had been killed in a car wreck. When my dad was about 10 yrs old he woke up one night and at the foot of his bed he saw a figure that resembled that of his dad.
When my younger cousin was about to become a big sister, she was about 3 or 4 and was playing in her room when my aunt heard her start talking to someone, no one should have been in her room. My aunt and grandma go in to check on her and she is kinda freaking out talking about a little boy being in her room. When they asked where he went, she points to the corner of the room and said “he’s right there”. My grandma thinks it was her brothers spirit coming to visit before he was actually here!...creepy. But I’ve got more [emoji16] About a two years after he was born, they were having a gathering at my aunts because my uncles mother had passed away. A person whom the little brother had never met. As the adults are all sitting around talking, he comes in dragging a rocking chair with him, when asked who that was for his reply was, “this is for grandma”, everyone kind of brushed it off thinking he’d just been listening to everyone, he walked out. Only to return a few minutes later with the foot stool that goes with it. Then they asked what that was for, his reply “so grandma can put her feet up”. Everyone kind of stopping and paying a little more attention to the little guy. His grandma, whom he’d never met, little did he know, always sat in that chair and always had to prop her feet up when she’d come to visit. Now, everyone is just in awe, watching as he exits the room again wondering what he’ll return with next. Sure enough, a few minutes later, he drags in another chair and places it next to the other. A little hesitant to ask, my grandma says “well who is that for” and his reply “this one is for Jesus so he can hold grandmas hand.”
Last one...it’s not as good but still happened. My brother and I were spending the night at my granddads house some 20 years or so ago. I was already kinda creeped out about the house at night. It was just really dark and my room was at the very end of the dark hallway. Anyway, I’m laying in bed, with my tiny little night light, not quite asleep yet when I catch something out of the corner of my eye. I look over and I swear to this day I’m still not sure who it was, but what looked to be a little old lady sitting in a rocking chair, ROCKING, next to my bed! I wasted no time, bolted out of the room and into the other where my brother was asleep. I don’t think I slept at all that night lol. There was no physical rocking chair in that room. [emoji15] I’ve got a few more but I’ll save those if you wanna hear one or two more [emoji854]

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Janet_1117 said:

I don’t remember how old I was, maybe 7 or 8 and had gone with a friend to spend the night at her dads house. That night he was telling old ghost stories about the house. That it was haunted and was built over an old cemetery. Maybe his stories contributed to the over reaction but whatever lol. I don’t know if anyone remembers but when I was a kid we had these creepy little glow worm dolls. Like a baby doll but a [emoji218]. Anyway, so we’re getting ready for bed after story time and all of the sudden across the room this glow worm starts glowing consistently, we both swore it moved. I freaked out started crying, made her dad take me home and never went back. [emoji23]

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