Around 2:30, my mother knocked on my door, so I yelled and told her it was unlocked and
she could just come in.
She fiddled with the knob, and told me it was locked.
I was very confused, because I knew I didn't lock my door and the lock takes a little effort
to twist, so it couldn't have locked on its own as I closed it.
I stood up and made my way to the door just assuming it was just stuck and my mother couldn't
get it open, only to find the door was actually locked.
I kept repeating "I swear I didn't lock the door"...
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THE SPIRIT OF MY MOTHER VISITED ME A few years ago while watching television,
a sudden bright, amber flash, similar at first to a huge strike of a match, appeared to my
left, which eventually morphed into a figure, then unmistakably, my Moms face.
I watched in amazement as the light dissipated and then, I realized my Moms spirit disappeared
and now I noticed an outline under my bedding blankets and suddenly her voice saying, "I'm
cold", which in life she expressed regularly.
I proceeded to get another blanket and covered her.
She didn't say anything else, but she didn't need to since I talked nonstop while noticing
the blankets moving up and down to the sound of her breathing!
This scenario actually lasted throughout the night into the next morning.
There is much more that occurred after I returned from the store, yes, I did need to go out
and when I returned, while seated to remove my shoes, in my mirrors reflection, I now
saw my Mom again with my two late sisters, that both had passed over 10 years ago.
What a night and experience and after our encounter, I must say, I felt wonderful for
their visit!
I hope they return again.
I still wonder though, what the " breathing" is all about?
THE GHOST CHILD: A TRUE PARANORMAL EXPERIENCE This experience happened to me several years
ago at our old house.
It was during the day and I was home alone standing in the kitchen.
I felt like someone was watching me from across the living room.
I turned around and saw a young boy standing there staring straight ahead at me.
I could clearly see the top half of him however cannot remember if I saw anything below the
waist.
The moment I screamed he disappeared.
I wasn't scared just startled.
I thought the boy was wearing older looking clothes.
I googled the fashion from the 1800s to early 1900s for children and it looks very similar
with a collared shirt and those particular hats.
The boy was probably aged from 5-6 years old.
I wish I could find out if this was my brain playing tricks on me or if this was a snippet
of the past.
Needless to say, after I saw this boy, I was terrified and never wanted to be alone in
the house again.
We ended up moving out after 3 months.
I have been thinking about this experience a lot lately which prompted me to write this
story here.
I have another one that I will try to share with you next week.
KANASHIBARI The members of my family have been annoyed
by sleep paralyses.
My sister often gets a kanashibari.
Once she saw a black shadow of a person in her room.
It was at midnight.
My mother has had this problem for a long time.
Once when she was paralyzed, she saw a pair of hands reaching out to grab her neck.
Another time, she saw a fireball flying around her room.
After a while, it vanished.
When I was a first year student in high school, I was paralyzed for the first time.
At that time, I was tired from many changes going on around me, so I thought I was just
fatigued and it was a nightmare.
But it has happened many times.
Once, I saw a little girl wearing white clothes standing by my door.
She reached out for me.
There is a temple next door to our house.
Many graves of people who died many years ago are there.
I'm not sure, but there might be some connection between our troubles and the graves.
THE OLD HAG (Story 1) It's certainly a weird and frightening experience.
I've had it several times when I was younger, once in a strong of month-long episodes where
it got to the point that I was scared to sleep, knowing what awaited me.
Most of the experiences I could hear things, feel things.
For example, I heard something almost demonic laughing at me, and felt the pressure of something
on my body, and holding me down.
I'll also add that I felt something grab my tongue as I tried to call out for my parents,
and something like a claw against my throat.
I can remember this all vividly, it was no dream for sure and lasted several minutes.
At other times I remember seeing a creature – green, giant eyes, glowing almost in the
dark, and looking at me as I lay in bed, just curious…or hungry.
Most of my experiences were like the first one though, over and over again.
I haven't had it in a long time, thankfully, but I'll never forget it.
CREEPY HAPPENINGS NEAR MY SICKBED I've been ill lately so I've been spending
quite a bit of time in my bed.
The way my room is laid out, I can see everything from my bed; the closet door is to the left
of my TV, the door to my bedroom on the right, and the only window is to the left of my bed.
I have always been interested in the paranormal, and since I haven't had much to do, recently,
I was watching some paranormal shows on TV as I laid on my bed.
I had my door closed, but did not lock it, because my cat cries outside the door until
I open it if he didn't come into the room with me, and since he has a very loud voice,
I try to get the door open as quickly as possible.
Around 2:30, my mother knocked on my door, so I yelled and told her it was unlocked and
she could just come in.
She fiddled with the knob, and told me it was locked.
I was very confused, because I knew I didn't lock my door and the lock takes a little effort
to twist, so it couldn't have locked on its own as I closed it.
I stood up and made my way to the door just assuming it was just stuck and my mother couldn't
get it open, only to find the door was actually locked.
I kept repeating "I swear I didn't lock the door" until my mother asked what she
needed to know and left.
I was left standing in the doorway, completely at a loss because I know I didn't lock the
door when I entered.
This event came only days after my curtains had been swaying as if my window was open
when the window was closed and locked.
I have no idea if I'm just freaking myself out with ghost stories or if these incidents
have some real meaning behind them.
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THE KNOCKING, SLAMMING MIST THAT HAUNTS MY HOUSE
Last year we moved to Connecticut into a fairly new house.
Nobody mentioned anything about any previous history attached to the house.
We were both looking forward to living in the area and thought we had find a good place
to raise our family.
For the first few weeks nothing happened.
We redecorated the house, made some repairs and we were finally settling in.
Then doors started to slam.
Sometimes upstairs, sometimes downstairs.
Sometimes just the basement door.
Sometimes multiple doors would slam at the same time.
My husband thought it must have been a breeze of some kind but couldn't locate it.
Still this didn't bother me too much.
It was just one of those strange things.
Then the tapping sounded.
We would get five or six seconds of tapping on the walls.
It would echo through the house.
That was when I started to really wonder what was going on.
A few months after that, and many instances of doors slamming and tapping later, I started
to notice a mist that would form in front of me when I was sitting in front of the TV.
I later saw it in the bedroom and in the kitchen.
One night I was lying in bed reading when I heard the stairs creaking.
It was as though someone was walking upstairs.
Then the door opened and I saw a 'misty' figure move across the room.
This has now happened several times.
I have tried to take a photo of the mist but it doesn't show up on the photographs.
Has anyone else experienced anything like this?
WHO WAS THAT GIRL?
This is a story that my brother experienced.
One day, my brother was walking around the house looking for me.
"Yurika, where are you?"
he called out.
He opened the door of the Japanese style room where we keep the butsudan (Buddhist altar
to the family ancestors), and he found a girl sitting in front of the altar.
He thought the girl was I.
"What do you want?"
He heard my voice coming from behind him.
He quickly turned around to find me standing there.
"What?" he said.
Weren't you just sitting over there?
"He turned towards the altar again, but there was no one there.
We ran in a hurry to find our mom.
"Mom!
Mom!
My brother explained his experience to my mother.
Then she told us something we had not known before.
Before I was born, my mother had been pregnant with a little girl baby, but, unfortunately,
the baby was still born.
We think that girl sitting in front of the altar was our sister who wanted to meet us.
I'M HOME!
THE GHOST OF MY LIVING MOTHER This happened YEARS ago.
~10ish years.
I was probably 11 or 12, and my sister was a year younger.
We were in elementary school, and would take the bus home and let ourselves in.
My mom would show up 10 minutes later when she get out of work.
And we would know she had gotten home because every day she would open the door and say
"I'm hooome!".
She did this every single day.
One week though, there were 3 days that she needed to stay an hour later at work, and
felt that I was responsible enough to hold the house down for an hour while she and my
dad were at work.
Day 1 (I think it was a Tuesday) we got home from school and went to do what we do after
school (computer games for me in the living room and my sister played with toys in her
room upstairs).
It was the time that my mom would usually be home, and I heard "I'm hooome!"
Weird.
She told us she'd be late.
Both my sister and I run to the front door as we always do, and no one is there.
It was a dark rainy day and it really spooked us, like I said, my sister was on the OTHER
side of the house from me, and she heard it too.
Day 2 (Wednesday) and the weather is the same.
We get off the bus and walk inside and go about our usual business again.
Same thing.
About 10 minutes later, "I'm hooome!".
Sister comes running down the stairs again and comes up to me and asks if mom's really
home.
We go to the front door and nothing again.
We told our parents about it but they obviously had no explanation.
We were just kids too, they might've thought we were making stuff up.
Day 3 (Thursday) we prepare this time.
Both of us are in the living room watching the clock (it happened at the same minute
each day) with the home phone in hand, prepared to call for help.
The weather was terrible.
Thunder and lightning.
It was so bad that it was actually dark out at 2ish.
The clock strikes the specific time (I do not remember the time).
"I'm hooome!"
My sister and I look at each other and start balling immediately.
We run to the front door, no one there.
We run outside and call dad and he ended up coming home early.
None of this is over exaggerated to make the story better, I'm posting this to see if
anyone else has had an experience like this.
My mom was living, but it seems we were being called by her spirit.
Since then, nothing out of the ordinary has happened and I've lived in that house off
and on ever since.
There are some spooky things written on a wall in the attic but I was young when I saw
them and my dad told me to not worry about it.
THE OLD HAG (Story 2) I took a nap mid day once.
Slight lucid dream nothing spectacular.
Woke up to sounds of people talking outside my bay window and moving my porch furniture.
I tried to get up to stop them but realized I was in sleep paralysis.
Talked myself through it blinking frequently.
The sounds go away but a shadow starts growing in the corner of my living room.
Just keep telling myself its sleep paralysis but the shadow turns into this very tall black
shadow of a witch with black tattered robes hanging off her and long claws.
She walks up to me and gets her face close to mine and vanishes and I can move again.
It really bothered me.
I don't scare easily but she was the embodiment of things that scare me.
THE SCRATCHING SOUND THAT HAUNTED MY VISIT I had travelled to the United States to meet
with some members of my family who had lived there for many years.
It so happened that as part of my first stop I ended up staying at a relative's house,
which unknown to me at the time, was believed to be haunted, at least by some members of
the household.
Among other things, they would see things like fresh meat falling out of clothes in
an unexplained manner as well as blood stains appearing in various places of the house,
in an equally unexplained manner.
They lived on the fifth floor, where it would make it very unlikely for any animal to climb
up from the outside.
Now this is a detail that will be important in the coming paragraphs.
So, after the day of spending time with the relatives, I went to sleep in the room that
they had designated for my stay.
In the middle of the night I was woken up by a strange scratching sound coming from
outside the bedroom window.
More specifically, it sounded like something was scratching the wooden exterior shutters
of the window, so while I could hear it, I couldn't see anything on the other side
due to the shutters being closed.
For a few minutes, I heard something on the outside, scratching on the shutters.
I was thinking to myself "what kind of animal wants to come up here just to scratch these
shutters?" and then I think this is way too high for something to climb up…
Something isn't right here.
After a few seconds, now it seems like that sound is coming from the corner of my ceiling.
Another detail to note is that there were apartments above the one where I was staying,
so it's not just something getting on the roof to scratch.
A few seconds later, the source of the scratching sound started moving, back and forth between
two of the corners.
Looking up at the ceiling, I still couldn't see anything though I could hear it very clearly.
Then I start getting spooked.
I believe in paranormal entities.
I prayed as hard as I could.
No sooner did I complete my prayer… the scratching stopped and I was able to continue
sleeping with no further interruptions.
When I mentioned this to my relatives the next morning, then they told me of the strange
occurrences involving the meat and blood that they had experienced in their apartment.
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Featured in this episode from MyHauntedLifeToo.com...
"The Spirit Of My Mother Visited Me" Submitted by Melissa Wilson, Idaho
"The Ghost Child: A True Paranormal Experience" Submitted by Nancy Viletto, Ohio
"Kanashibari" Written by Daichi Tsushima.
Taken from the book Kanashibari: True Encounters With the Paranormal In Japan by Thomas Bauerle
– now available on Kindle and paperback.
Original artwork by Matthew Meyer, http://yokai.com/
"The Old Hag – Story 1" Submitted by Peelzgrabber
"Creepy Happenings Near My Sickbed" Submitted by Con Deacon, Ontario
"The Knocking, Slamming Mist That Haunts My House"
Submitted by Jane Gill, Connecticut
"Who Was That Girl?"
Written by Yurika Matsuoka.
Taken from the book Kanashibari: True Encounters With the Paranormal In Japan by Thomas Bauerle
– now available on Kindle and paperback.
"I'm Home!
The Ghost Of My Living Mother" Written by Reddit user SlyOleAbe
"The Old Hag – Story 2" Submitted by Reddit user FarmPhreshScottdog
"The Scratching Sound That Haunted My Visit" Submitted by Chris Rostell, Canada
Find links to this episode's stories or the authors in the show's description.
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Rebroadcast or duplication without express written permission is strictly prohibited.
Music provided by Shadow's Symphony.
I'm your creator/host, Darren Marlar.
Thanks for joining me… in the Weird Darkness.
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