Category: True Paranormal Stories

Band Hall Haunting

our high school was relatively new and was built in 2008. my older brother went to this same school and i am now attending as a freshman. during the summer my older brother tried to scare me by saying the land they built the school on was haunted. he told me all the paranormal stuff he’d witness there, but i didnt believe him. i assumed he was lying until i experienced it myself.

my older brother was in band and was in percussion. i am in band myself and play the bass clarinet. during band class one day, we were sitting down practicing our concert music when our band director was telling us something about the music. then all of a sudden, the lights started to flicker on and off. the class turned quiet and looked up at the lights, which were now off. the band director sent the boy next to me to go turn on the lights and if they wouldn’t turn on, to go grab some flashlights from his office. he got up an yelled at our band director that the light switch was flicked off and when he turned it on, the lights turned back on.

Phantom in the Wreck

Allow me to give you some background on what I do and the region I am from. I work as a public safety diver for the local sheriff department. I recover anything and everything that goes into the water from airplanes and buses, to stolen firearms, jewelry, and cars to bodies of both people and pets. Outside of that job, I am an avid technical wreck diver. Us technical divers go far deeper than the average scuba diver. We have intense training, dive exotic gases (helium), and we run a much higher risk of something going catastrophically wrong. We cannot surface from 200ft as death and or something more debilitating will happen once we reach it. That means we are on our down there and carry everything we need on a single dive. We accept these risks as the deeper you go, the more pristine and intact the wreck becomes. There is no other feeling than being the first person to lay eyes on ship that has not been seen since she sank, and now you become part of her story.

The Great Lakes offers the best shipwreck diving anywhere in the world. The cold fresh waters preserves shipwrecks from the late 1600s all the way to to modern times. From wooden sailing ships that still look like they can sail away on the bottom, to massive steel freighters that you can’t believe were overwhelmed and sunk by a furious lake. The Great Lakes also has the highest concentration of shipwrecks per square mile than anywhere else in the world with an estimated 10,000 wrecks. That’s more than tenfold of what the legendary Bermuda Triangle holds and at less than 12th of the size. Lake Superior is the largest of the five lakes and also holds the title for deepest, coldest, and most isolated of all the others along with the fewest divable shipwrecks. The cold black waters holds many of her secrets and dead crewman as it is too cold for natural processes to bring them back up. As you can imagine many of these wrecks still hold their crew inside the hulls on eternal watch.

Creepy Feeling at Grandma’s

My name’s is Bethany and this happened when I was babysitting my cousin after he had got home from Florida. He had went for Christmas with his dad. Our parents and my grandmother went out for dinner and my sister was sick so it was just me and my cousin. That night was very bazaar and I think about it often.

My grandpa died about a month or two ago and about a week after he passed I babysat my cousin. Now when I arrived everything was normal the cat was being crazy and my cousin was playing with him. Then everyone left.

Demon Guardian

I’m a Mexican citizen. I was raised in Mesa Arizona before we moved down here, and since then my family has had many encounters with the paranormal and we have even had family members who practice black magic. But I’m not sure if I believe all of that.

As for my experience, I was 8 years old when I used to live in a two story house with my mom, my stepdad and my brother in a quiet neighborhood. From what I remember I would never really notice strange things happen in the house. One day I heard my brother talking to my mom about going to six flags with a friend and his parents, my mom was a little hesitant but gave him permission and that would mean I would have to sleep alone in the room we shared.

The Boy on the Mexican Playground

This event happened when I was visiting friends and family in Mexico. I was 7 at the time.I was staying at my aunts for all the time we were visiting. Sense I was 7 I got scared easily and my cousins were aware of that so they told me a old legend of the town.The legend was that a boy was once kidnapped at the narby park and the next morning he was found stabbed and his hands were cut off.

“Buenas noches” said my cousin which means good night. Obviously, this terrified me. That very same night, as I lay in bed struggling to even close my eyes let alone sleep at all, I suddenly heard the sound of a child giggling. It was coming from my cousin’s room. Trying not to move my body too much out of fear, I slowly peered over in that direction. I saw my cousins teasing their youngest sister, Rosa. I felt relieved that it wasn’t the little boy from the story, but as I continued to watch, things got weird. Eventually, Rosa was standing next to a nearby window, trying to ignore her typical older brothers. I watched as she glanced outside, and the expression on her face instantly changed. It transformed. One moment she seemed tired and frustrated, and the next her mouth was wide open, her eyes became glossy with tears, and she just looked terrified. All too late did I remember that this window had a distant view of the playground that my cousins had told me the story about. The playground where that boy was found mutilated.

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