ghostsuk

Hi hows it going?

This is gonna sound real strange but I swear to god I am not bullshitting you...

Ever since I moved to this house three and a half years ago I've known and felt the presence of two spirits here, the old man and his wife who was here before me.
From what I know the old lady became very sick and the old man nursed her here until the day she passed away here in the livingroom.
It was nearly exactly to the day a year on that the old man passed away.
You can always tell when they are here as the hallway and livingroom go very cold and you can smell TCP real strong throughout the house.

They have made their presence known to me many times since I moved in here.
Usually appearing a few hours before something bad happens.
But I have to admit they have also saved me a few times too.
It never failed, like a text book, they appear, I take it as a warning and act accordingly.

But for some reason its different now. Different feeling everything. They are definately not happy about something. When they used to appear before I never saw them or an outline or anything you could smell the TCP.
They have always been very active but not in a malicious way.
I can feel their rage over something but they won't share with me what it is.

I guess this has been going on for 1 month now but scarey thing is The smell it aint here but they are.
Something keeps running in front of me and it nearly caused me to fall down the stairs twice but I'm scared for my 5 year old son now. We were coming down the stairs today with me in front and him following behind when all of a sudden he's kinda like lunged on me. It was lucky I was only a couple of steps from the bottom but I turned round ready to shout at him and hes just looked up the stairs and screamed why did you push me? I asked him who was he shouting at but all he said was someone pushed me.
Usually because he has breathing problems with only having one lung I let him fall asleep downstairs and then I carry him up to bed closely followed behind by one if not both of the spirits. I know this because it feels very cold behind me.

They have never never tried to hurt us before usually warning us about something bad thats gonna happen.
They really are not happy about something and I am begining to get a bit worried for my son more than anything...

I seriously need some help here please

Suraya ~ x ~

The haunted staircase
by Tracy Smith

Location: Cheshire, UK

In my previous house I was always afraid of the stairs and especially at night. I always felt as though someone was watching me and chasing me. When my mother died (when I was 16) the feeling kind of went away, then after about a month things started to get worse.

I could see a dark shape at the top of the stairs peeping round the corner that had yellowy, orange eyes. The house just felt horrible to me and at times I could hear laughing (like a cackle) but low in volume. I hated the upstairs and many times saw doors open/close on there own when no windows were open to cause a draft. At times I felt so silly and daren't talk about it to my friends in case they thought I was mad or something. Then my father passed away and I was alone in the house. That is when fear really took over. One night it got so bad that I came downstairs and slept on the sofa. I tried to conquer the fear but I kept seeing the same thing at the top of the stairs and when I came down the stairs it chased me. One night, while I was asleep I heard someone say my name. I woke up to find the dark shadowy shape leaning over me and pulling the bed clothes from the bottom. I clung on for dear life and just kept saying "leave me alone" over and over again. When I woke next morning I thought I must have dreamt it until I saw that my bedroom door was open wide.

I didn't know what to do, I called my best friend and spoke to her. She was very understanding and said she would get some holy water from her church on the way home and bring it that night. She had spoken to the priest and he said to bless the walls, the windows, the door frames and the floor entrances to the doors with the holy water, all the time reciting a prayer and who you would allow into your house that were passed on. I did this with my friend present and the following morning a heaviness seemed to have been lifted from my shoulders, days seemed to get better and I felt no longer afraid to be there on my own. Then one sunny day I had been tidying my bedroom and changing the bed. I was coming down the stairs and I heard a growl - like a dog growl only deeper. It came nearer and nearer as I came down the stairs I felt something push me the growl went through me and down the stairs and out. Never to be heard or seen again. A few months later I was reading an article in a magazine about spirits and spectres and it mentioned something about certain spirits attaching themselves to a house where there is depression or sadness. When I saw the film Ghost that is when I saw my spectre again - on screen as the spirits of the underworld that came to take bad people away that had passed.

I have been back to the house about 4 years ago and it didn't feel the same, but it is somewhere that I would never live again and now I am not afraid of the dark. I have heard of other people having similar experiences.

Spooky camping trip

by Thistle

Location: Scotland, UK

ok guys, thought I'd share a story that happened to myself and my brother while camping in the grounds of an old castle a few years ago. I was awoken in the middle of the night by the very distinctive sound of footsteps walking round the tent, trying to convince myself that this was just a sheep or fox or badger ( in fact anything that wasn't a knife wielding madman ), I lay VERY still until they went away, about 20 mins later. The logical part of my brain was telling me that there was a perfectly ordinary explanation and as such I did not wake my brother who I was convinced would have years of fun takin the piss out of me. A few hours later I again woke up to these footsteps going round the tent but then to my absolute delight, as I'm sure you can imagine! I received an almighty poke in the ribcage through the tent wall, whimpering slightly by this point I again decided not to wake my brother and tried to tell myself that a pheasant of all things had somehow got between the inner and outer tent ( although I swear it was a finger that poked me). Later still I again awoke to a heavy weight on my feet which I put down to my brother taking up to much space and nudged him at which point the weight disappeared.

In the cold light of morning I had almost put it all down to an overactive imagination until my brother told me over breakfast that he had been kept awake for most of the night by footsteps going round the tent, he had also received a poke in the ribs and had seen the shape of a dogs head sort of melting through the tent wall!! To cap it all he then went on to tell me that when I nudged him in the side he looked up to see what he could only describe as a large " dog headed beast with red or white glowing eyes" sitting on my feet which vanished as he was looking at it. Funnily enough he didn't want to wake me up in case I took the piss out of him. Needless to say the tent was dismantled in record time and neither of us have been back since.

A Terrifying Housemate

by Chicatillo

Location: n/a

So, I live alone in an old house built in 1920 and a lot of strange things have been happening lately. It all started with some creepy noises coming from the forth floor (the last floor) and because I sleep on the 3rd, I could clearly hear someone walking upstairs. A few months ago I had guests and they slept on the 4th floor. At 3:00 am I suddenly woke up because heard my friend screaming. I ran upstairs and I saw that on the bed, right beside my friend there was a knife. I never keep any utensils on the last floor but this seemed to have some from nowhere. My friend told me how she woke up and felt that someone was watching her and when she turned around, she noticed a short black figure standing in front of her bed. Then, this shadow threw the knife at my friend. She packed her things and said that she'll never ever come in this haunted house. Thanks God, she was not hurt but this was the first time I realized that this thing won't just go like that.

A few days ago, I came home from work and I saw that on the staircase there was a hammer and some crashed nuts. I knew that I wasn't the one who left them and there was no-one else who could do this, because as I said, I'm the only one who lives in the house. I threw them away but on the next day, I found the same thing again. I took the hammer and I left it in the garden. I locked all doors and I went upstairs. In the hall, there is a big mirror and I saw that it was broken. I started examining how that happened because I really had no explaination. And as I was looking at it, I saw the reflection of someone standing behind me in the mirror. I turned around but there was no-one there. I left the mirror because I felt that it's all getting very creepy and scary and I want to bed. I couldn't fall asleep because I heard the same steps again. But this time they seemed to come from the staircase. I guess I had fallen asleep because I woke up I heard some strange cracking and something hit me very bad on the head. I got up immediately and I saw that the thing that hit me was a vase. I had never seen that vase in the house before and I don't know where it came from. I was so scared that I decided to get out of the house and go to a hotel but when I was dressing I heard someone knocking at the door. I couldn't think of anyone who would come in the middle of the night but I had no choice and I want to the door. I asked, "Who is it?" but there was no answer. I slightly opened the door and I saw the hammer in front of it. I was so terrified that I just ran away from the house and I went to a hotel. I have no idea what that thing is and I'm too frightened to go back there.

Piczo