My name is John and this happened when I was 10 or 11 years old, so it would be around 1978 or 1979. While I was younger I was involved with the church and this happened one Sunday morning while I was helping set up for Mass. I was the only one in the building setting up when I heard a loud bang coming from the choir loft at the other end of the building.
Curious, I stepped out from where I was and called out “Hello” and there was no answer.
So, I figured that the person just didn’t hear me and was just doing what they needed to do in getting ready. I was looking up towards the choir loft to see if I could see the person and there was no one there and figured that something had just fallen down and the noise just echoed throughout the church. I was just going through the normal rational ideas to come up with a reason for what I had just heard.
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It was the beginning of the summer and I had just turned 18 years old. I called up my friend, let’s call him Mike, because I wanted him to come over so we could go to Walmart and I could by my first knife on my own being 18 and all.
He came over and I bought my knife and decided to buy a couple of cigars too just for the hell of it.
After we bought our cigars we went down to a secluded park that we always call the “chill spot”. I’d like to point out that the chill spot has an extremely old church and graveyard right next to it and we have seen very detailed man-like figures out here before but we weren’t really fazed. It wasn’t our first run-in with the paranormal.
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I was at a camp out with my youth group once, and we sat around a campfire and some of the others told scary stories. I remember one, but I don’t recall it word for word. But I do remember the basic idea.
Went something like this…..
A young boy was given the task to house sit for a couple who were going away on their honey moon. He had nothing better to do in his spare time, as it was in the Summer, and he didn’t have many friends to hang out with, or things to do.
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It all happened roughly 3 years ago. Before I get started, I’d just like to say that if you see I have a lot of stories submitted, that is because I have experienced almost everything. I travel a lot you see, and I’ve been all over the world.
Let’s actually start with the story now shall we. My name is Marina and it all happened as said earlier, 3 weeks ago. So this was actually really recent. I am a 10 year old still attending a church. My church runs something called “Sunday school” and it’s basically where young Christian people go and learn about the Old Testament, New Testament and a lot more than that.
One time, Sunday school was being held in the church, not all the time it was ran in the church because we had places that were purposely meant for a kitchen, though next door to that was where we’d usually stay because mass was usually held at the same time as Sunday school so it can give the parents something to do. That’s how it originally worked out, but mass was cancelled that particular day for some reason. After learning all the usual stuff we learnt, the servants admitted that the reason why we were in the church today was because there was a sleepover that was happening here later for us. Usually, churches wouldn’t really have sleepovers, because most churches have at least 50 or more students attending, but mine only had approximately 15 people attending. As for that, our church allowed sleepovers. Once all the lesson ended, we said our prayers. Just after that, a servant started handing out a form that read:
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This story took place when about a year ago, I’m 15 now and I’m not religious at all, nor was I back then.
About a year ago on Christmas Eve my father wanted to go to the midnight Christmas service at a church near our house. My father isn’t religious either but his new wife was and he thought it would be nice to do something with the family for Christmas. The church was a few blocks from our house and it was one of those buildings that look old and kind of creepy. It had that steeple at the top which looked like a death trap for potential falling objects.
I remember it was about 11: when we got there, it was cold and dark out, and I honestly really didn’t want to be there, the whole religious aspect of this just didn’t interest me. We walked in and sat in one of the benches and it took about 20 minutes for the service to start. I was already very tired and honestly I just wanted to be home in my bed.
Let me note that this church is very popular, it’s in the middle of town so everyone knows about it. But let me also say I don’t know how these services go. All I know is there’s lots of singing and candle lighting. But once the service started, I got this weird feeling that what was happening was not what would “normally” happen in a church service.
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So..Before I begin I’d like to catch you up on my story. I was around 5-6 when this started happening and well I’d like to say that as I grew up that this stopped and went away but sadly it never did. When I was young my Mom, Sister and I would always go to church. But when we sat down and listened I would always see blood drip down the walls.
Now of course no one else saw this but It scared the shit out of little me, So much that I would hold my eyes shut. During the service the Pastor would always ask the kids to come to the front for a mini lesson, At this time was the worst. I would squirm, keep myself away from the walls I would look over my shoulder hearing my name being called. Recently my family moved to Florida..and that’s where it started again. I thought it had left me alone because even before we moved my mom had gotten married and even though we didn’t go to church often I never saw the blood..not once. But no doubt it has come back..Because I keep seeing the blood on my chapels walls and this time it’s not just blood..it spells out in big bold letters “FUN”.