unwelcome guest – Duplicate

This happened many years ago, but I can still recall every detail vividly. Some back story. I am usually a skeptic when it comes to things like this, preferring scientific logic to explain what goes bump in the night. Sadly even I have no explanation. Anyways, at the time we lived in a 100+ year old farm house. The kind that has a coal chute and stone foundation. We lived in a small lake community in New York, so houses were close together. Sometimes too close.

I always had an uneasy feeling while living in the house. Like even when you were alone, you weren’t really alone. Despite the fact the basement was incredibly creepy…it had three separate rooms that had their own lights that had to be turned on individually…nothing ever happened there. I know, shocker. We’d occasionally see shadows out of the corner of our eyes, drop in temperature, hear random voices..but nothing too freaky.

One night when my kids where little, I went downstairs to get my youngest something to drink. I prepare the bottle and notice it’s unusually cold for summer. Not really giving it any more thought I make my way back to the staircase. As I got to the stair I looked up and immediately froze. It felt like my heart had just stopped and my muscles forget how to work. Standing at the top of the stairs, outside my kids bedroom was a tall, dark figure. When I say tall, I mean it almost touched the ceiling. I could tell it had a wide brim hat on. While it was dark-ish in the hallway/stairs…this thing was a shade of black so deep there was no mistaking it for something else.

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Don’t get the boot

My friend Reuben and I had worked as commercial lobster fisherman for many years in Maine. I say worked, because Reuben doesn’t do it anymore. And I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to do it again after what I witnessed. I don’t think I could wear the clothes you need to do it.

Reuben and I were never rich and one day Reuben lost something that’s very important to our career. Reuben lost it to the sea. His ONLY pair of galoshes.They were ripped off in a damn near tragic accident during a storm. At that point Reuben was desperate so we decided to see if we could get him a new pair at our local thrift store. This was the only way he could afford new ones.

We went there straight away, Reuben still without shoes. Almost immediately after walking in, we saw a nearly new looking pair for only $1.00 and after checking they appeared to be Reuben’s size. He decided to try them on, in all their shiny yellow glory.

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The Gwisin in the Apartment – Duplicate

This happened when my brother and I were around eleven years old. We moved into a new apartment because we were finally able to afford it not knowing that we would leave it only a few months later. As side information the Korean side, my father’s side of my family is extremely religious and the same goes for me and my brother. My mother is more the rational kind of person. When we moved there one of our neighbors was greeting us.

My father was talking to him while my brother and I were standing in the doorframe of our room listening to their conversation. Yes, we were very curious about what they were talking, especially after we heard our names dropping in this conversation. After a few minutes, our dad called us over to say hello to him. We did and we talked a bit about how the school is at the moment and we were joking a bit about the fact that I look like I was adopted because I look so European while my twin brother looks so like he is 100% Asian. When we talked we heard glass shattering from the kitchen. Knowing that my mother had some circulation problems during her pregnancy, I walked into the kitchen to look after her when I was nearly running into her when she came out of the bathroom with a dustpan and a brush.

We were a bit confused. Then she said that she was cleaning the bath when she heard the sound of the glass shattering so she thought one of us dropped a glass or one of the bowls and she wanted to bring us the dustpan so we can clean it up properly.
We didn’t have any pets at this moment so we didn’t know how the glass fell to the ground but we shrugged it off. While I cleaned up the shards my mom was also talking a bit to the neighbor and said jokingly maybe this was a ghost. Something no one thought was funny. It turned out our neighbor is as religious as we are. When he left my mother was a bit complaining that this was just a joke and he shouldn’t take it so seriously.

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My grandparents had went to a trip to Hawaii about ten years ago. It was a paid trip they had won thanks to my grandfather’s work place. He believed in the paranormal but he never let if effect his life until this trip. During the whole trip he didn’t want to leave the cabin and didn’t want my grandmother to leave the cabin. But when my grandmother told him they was going to leave the cabin or she was going to leave him he decided to leave the cabin. The only problem with this is that my grandfather couldn’t relax and he kept looking around. My grandmother thought this was funny and asked him a few times what he was looking for and he simply shook his head and told her nothing. He had to go to the bathroom at one part and ended up having to leave my grandmother for a few minutes. When he got back he seen my grandmother talking to a lady who was young and was dressed in different clothes that wasn’t from this time.
My grandmother and the lady was talking about my grandfather the lady claiming she knew my grandfather. This of course peeked my grandmother’s interest since she thought she knew everyone my grandfather did. My grandmother was going to ask the lady where she knew my grandfather from but my grandfather called out to my grandmother telling her he seen a whale swimming next to the ship. My grandmother wanting to see the whale quickly looked over the ship but there wasn’t no whale. She then frowned and told my grandfather he was seeing things and went to ask the lady where she knew my grandfather but when she looked back the lady wasn’t there. My grandmother looked around for the lady for a few minutes but couldn’t find her. When she asked my grandfather where he knew the lady from he just shook his head and told her that it must of been a lady he had worked with at one time.
Ounce they got to Hawaii and on land my grandmother said that my grandfather finally seemed as if he could relax. They ended up having a lot of fun going around learning about the islands and the natives and the way the people on the island lived. On the last day on their trip my grandfather and grandmother went to a bar for dinner. My grandfather thought it would be fun to get my grandmother a drink and so he had excused hisself to go to the bar. When my grandparents was leaving the bar and was ready to head back to the ship my grandmother wanted to stop real quick to take a picture of a statue and wanted each of them to get a picture of it. My grandfather ended up agreeing to my gradmother’s request and took her picture. But when he went to stand next to the statue he said he changed his mind and wanted to get out of there. When my grandmother asked why he said that he had to go to the bathroom. So my grandmother feeling bit disappointed ended up heading back to the ship with my grandfather so he could go to the bathroom.
Ounce they got back from their trip everyone wanted to know how Hawii was and if they enjoyed their time. My grandmother said she did except for my grandfather acting the way he did. I thought this was weird and asked him did he not enjoy his trip. He only just shrugged and said that it was okay and only left it at that. My dad of course thought it must of been due to my grandfather being in the Navy and said it must of been that since he already lived on a ship before he must of not been very impressed and went on saying ” When you’ve been on one ship you been on them all” I just shrugged at this. It wasn’t until a couple months later when my grandmother went on a trip that my grandfather told me the truth one night when I was helping him get ready for bed. He told me the lady that my grandmother had seen was their at the statue and seemed as if she was waiting for him. I asked him who this lady was and he admitted to having a relationship with a lady in his time that he spent in the Navy. I didn’t think much about it until he told me the lady ended up dying and due to the lady’s family not having much money they ended up tossing her body into the ocean. I waited for my grandfather to go on with his story and seen his eyes a man that rarely cried started to tear up. He told me that every time he seen this lady that he knew it was her. He knew it was the lady he had a relationship with during his time in the navy.

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This encounter was a rather bizarre one that vividly stands out in my mind. Within the year 2012, a few months following the untimely passing of my beloved pet cat named Sam, me and my family started experiencing weird sightings in the surrounding area. These events are what I strongly believe to be the spirit of Sam.

In my family house, where I lived with my parents and sister, we have a reasonably sized backyard, fenced off by chain link fencing. The back windows of the house had a nice wide view of the yard and neighboring yards as well. I live in a wooded area, so it wasn’t unusual to see all kinds of animals roaming around. But one day, a cat that looked eerily like my cat Sam appeared at the very corner of the yard, right against the chain link fence looking in towards the house. Usually we would tell each other when we’d see cute animals out the window, but this time it was different. We felt uncomfortable after grabbing our binoculars for a closer look, as we didn’t want to go out and startle the cat. It turns out, it had the same fur patterns and eye color as Sam did, even the same body type.

This spooked us a bit, and understandably caused mixed feelings, as it reminded us of our late cat. We continued about our day, but a half hour had passed and the cat was still sitting there, very intently staring at our house. It was uncomfortable to say the least, I didn’t know what the cat’s deal was, but I wished it would find something to do other than creepily stare our way.

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My former best friend and I used to go on a lot of walks together last year. We live four blocks away from each other and neither of us could drive at the time so it was one of the things we liked to do in order to get out of the house. It was in summer when this happened so to avoid the heat we usually went out after dark when it was cooler out. One of the our usual haunts was a park in our town, located near Milwaukee, Wisconsin, that is within walking distance. To get there, you can walk on the sidewalk or you can take a shortcut on a path along the river called the riverwalk, which the route we usually took to get to the park as well as to leave it. This particular night we were leaving on this path around 10pm, when the park closes. The moon was pretty bright, probably a full moon or close to it, so we could see well and didn’t need flashlights at all, even though there are no lights along the path. As we were walking we passed this one spot that has a small set of steps leading down to the edge of the river. The conversation had lulled and I looked directly at the steps, probably to look at the river, and they were empty. I looked at her and commented on the weather being nice or something. When I looked back at the trail I immediately noticed in the corner of my eye a man sitting at the top of the steps, watching us walk past. Right away the air felt cold, similar to when you swim through a cold spot in a pool. I also only knew that he was watching us from the way his head was turned at us. I couldn’t tell from his face because it wasn’t there, even though I should have seen it in the moonlight. After all, I could see my friend’s face perfectly. Instead of a face, there was only a black void. I felt my body seize up and I couldn’t speak, only walk past almost robotically. That in itself was odd because even at this time of night in the area I live in you always at least acknowledge the people you walk past with a wave, a “hello”, or even just a simple nod. But I couldn’t speak or move my body in any way besides my legs. Now, I very rarely get scared. Startled, sure, but almost never actually scared. What I felt in that moment was a pure, instinctual terror. My friend and I walked in silence for two or three minutes until we were well out of earshot, then she asked me if I saw him too. As we talked we realized we experienced it in exactly the same way, so I know it wasn’t just my imagination. I’ve tried to figure out what that might have been, and there are a few possibilities, but I still pretty much have no idea. To this day, over a year later, I still never walk along that path when it’s dark out.

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The Gwisin in the Apartment

This happened when my brother and I were around eleven years old. We moved into a new apartment because we were finally able to afford it not knowing that we would leave it only a few months later. As side information the Korean side, my father’s side of my family is extremely religious and the same goes for me and my brother. My mother is more the rational kind of person. When we moved there one of our neighbors was greeting us.

My father was talking to him while my brother and I were standing in the doorframe of our room listening to their conversation. Yes, we were very curious about what they were talking, especially after we heard our names dropping in this conversation. After a few minutes, our dad called us over to say hello to him. We did and we talked a bit about how the school is at the moment and we were joking a bit about the fact that I look like I was adopted because I look so European while my twin brother looks so like he is 100% Asian. When we talked we heard glass shattering from the kitchen. Knowing that my mother had some circulation problems during her pregnancy, I walked into the kitchen to look after her when I was nearly running into her when she came out of the bathroom with a dustpan and a brush.

We were a bit confused. Then she said that she was cleaning the bath when she heard the sound of the glass shattering so she thought one of us dropped a glass or one of the bowls and she wanted to bring us the dustpan so we can clean it up properly.
We didn’t have any pets at this moment so we didn’t know how the glass fell to the ground but we shrugged it off. While I cleaned up the shards my mom was also talking a bit to the neighbor and said jokingly maybe this was a ghost. Something no one thought was funny. It turned out our neighbor is as religious as we are. When he left my mother was a bit complaining that this was just a joke and he shouldn’t take it so seriously.

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This is a story from my father who used to be in the air force. He retired after 21 years of service and has many stories from it but he’s told me that this is the one of scariest paranormal events that he’s been involved while serving.

Let me start by saying my father doesn’t scare easily. He’s a 5’11 guy with some incredibly muscular arms even now that he’s in his 50’s. Back then, he was 160 Lbs and a quick witted young man. This may be a bit short and details might be left out given how long ago it was and that it isn’t personally my story.

When my father was in the air force he had quite a few jobs, everything from spying on other countries to testing a then brand new device, the gps. This story revolves around a job where he had to climb very high buildings and landmarks alike to set up satellite-like devices. Unfortunately, I’m unable to remember if these were for weather purposes or for the GPS but I beleive it was one of the two. These devices were heavy and he carried them on his back while he was climbing and then set them up on the top of whatever he had climbed. He watched and stayed with them from morning to night to make sure the machines did their job. It was a boring job since he just sat there all day but he did it nonetheless.

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unwelcome guest

This happened many years ago, but I can still recall every detail vividly. Some back story. I am usually a skeptic when it comes to things like this, preferring scientific logic to explain what goes bump in the night. Sadly even I have no explanation. Anyways, at the time we lived in a 100+ year old farm house. The kind that has a coal chute and stone foundation. We lived in a small lake community in New York, so houses were close together. Sometimes too close.

I always had an uneasy feeling while living in the house. Like even when you were alone, you weren’t really alone. Despite the fact the basement was incredibly creepy…it had three separate rooms that had their own lights that had to be turned on individually…nothing ever happened there. I know, shocker. We’d occasionally see shadows out of the corner of our eyes, drop in temperature, hear random voices..but nothing too freaky.

One night when my kids where little, I went downstairs to get my youngest something to drink. I prepare the bottle and notice it’s unusually cold for summer. Not really giving it any more thought I make my way back to the staircase. As I got to the stair I looked up and immediately froze. It felt like my heart had just stopped and my muscles forget how to work. Standing at the top of the stairs, outside my kids bedroom was a tall, dark figure. When I say tall, I mean it almost touched the ceiling. I could tell it had a wide brim hat on. While it was dark-ish in the hallway/stairs…this thing was a shade of black so deep there was no mistaking it for something else.

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A Ghost, and my Bedroom Door

This story takes place years ago, around the time I was in 7th grade. Though, it actually happened more than once, so part of it occurs about a year before that. This may sound kind of silly, but for me it was terrifying. Do note that at that age, I obviously wasn’t doing drugs or alcohol.

It all started during the summer of 2016. I was in my room watching the First Season of Yu-Gi-Oh while my parents worked outside, enjoying myself. My door was closed, probably to keep the cool air inside my room, and my dog was taking a nap next to me. My mother was just then getting done with mowing the yard when it happened. Suddenly, my dog jolts awake, and her ears perk up. “What’s wrong?” I ask her, and she stares at my bedroom door. Then, the door just… Opens. Keep in mind, the door was locked, and the latch is too strong for a draft to blow it open. I raise my eyebrow as it slowly closes, and then pops open again. During that summer, it wasn’t uncommon for my friend to come over without warning, so I assumed it was just him trying to spook me. I stood up and grabbed the door, poking my head through it and looking into the hallway. I called my friend’s name, but nobody was there. “Weird,” I thought, latching the door. It resumed, and I was a little spooked, but it stopped not even a minute later.

Later that same summer, I was watching TV in the morning while my mom was still asleep. The door just opens again, following the same pattern. Open, shut… Open, shut. It would just creepily repeat. My dog was more spooked this time, the hair on her back raising and she growled at it. I did what I did last time, and just latched the door. I layed back down and resumed my show, but not even thirty seconds later, the door opened again. I tried to ignore it, and it just continued for another twenty minutes. I had it, I just couldn’t take it anymore. I walked over and opened the door fully, and slid the door-stop into place with my foot. Fairly scared, I sat back down, and that was the end of it.

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