Ghosts..... Have you ever seen them?

Leaving chapel hill, no sight of anything. I figure the light must be cars crossing. And the fuzz made us leave.
 
I don't believe in ghosts per se. I am not Christian or religious at all.

Both houses I have lived in was haunted. My sister and I have heard the same man, at different times, in the house we grew up in. There were other things that happened as well. In college, my roommate said that she saw the old woman who owned and previously died in the house clear as day (she lived in the master bedroom).

I believe some people have the ability to perceive things that most cannot. I think it has something to do with the other dimensions of reality which we are unable (normally) to perceive.

Bump.

My best friend was talking to my girlfriend yesterday. He was talking about how my house was haunted and how he was creeped out to go in it (I have had other friends feel the same). My girlfriend turned to him and said "Yeah, I heard a man in the shower laughing. At first, I thought it was Josh (my brother in-law) but I had not meet him yet. When I did meet him for the first time after taking a shower, I realized it wasn't him." That was all news to me. It fits "Mojo's" modus operandi in the above bumped post.
 
I'll share another story. My best friend and I were traveling south to north through Vietnam. My best friend is creeped out by hotels. When he was younger, his family stayed at a hotel in Vietnam where a guy had hung himself in the room they were staying in. Apparently, according to him, it was so haunted that they left immediately and went back home. He is still spooked about it. He is also creeped out by my house (see above posts).

Anyways, we are in Đà Nẵng in a hotel. It is a pretty sh*tty hotel. At any rate, he wanted to get out of the hotel room (smelled bad). I decided to read a book. He stepped out into the breezeway to smoke a couple cigarettes. While he was out, there was a group (3ish people) who came past my room. We were near the end of the corridor with only one door further down. The door was perpendicular to my window instead of being adjacent on down the hallway like normal hotels (makes an L shape). Anyways, the curtain was pulled on the window. I could only see the shadowy outlines of the men walking past. I only noticed the shadowy figures (I was reading my book, so I physically looked up) because of how loud they were. They walked past my window, went through the door, could hear them mumbling inside their room, went back through the same door, and talked past my window going back down the hallway. This took place over a span of 5-10 minutes. I didn't thing anything of it besides the fact that they were distracting me from my book.

Well, my best friend returned from smoking a couple cigarettes. Upon entering the room, I joked to him about seeing something in the bathroom to freak him out because I know how paranoid he is about hotels in Vietnam. It worked. He had a little reaction before I informed him that I was just messing with him. I told him the only thing I heard or saw was the men going into their room next door and leaving. I looked back down at my book.

He turned to me in a dead serious face, "What men? What room? What are you talking about?"

"I dunno. Whoever is renting out the next room through the wall. I saw them pass and heard them talking. There was about three of them."

You have to understand, the room that the men went into made the end of the hallway. There was only one staircase to get to our section of the breezeway and it was further on down the hallways from us in the opposite direction.

Upon seeing my serious but nonchalant response, he stated in a very concerned voice, "I was outside the door the whole time. The stairs are way down the hallway. There was no one on the breezeway the whole time I was there."

To which I responded, "Not possible. I saw three guys walk past the window, heard them open their door, heard them inside their room laughing, heard them shut their door, and saw/heard them walk past the window"

In a even more serious tone, "I am dead serious. I was the only person on the breezeway the whole time".

I thought he was messing with me. However, he packed some stuff and ended up walking four miles back through town to the train station and slept there for the night on the concrete steps leading up to the train station in the cold.

Turned out, he wasn't messing with me.
 
The only experience that's ever happened to me that I just truly couldn't explain happened when I was 11 or 12.

We were living in my first of 2 childhood homes. It wasn't very old, but the previous owner had hung his self in the shed behind the house (I'm not sure if that's related at all, I just always feel compelled to tell people that before this story). But anyway, I had been at a friend's house who lived across the street and I came home a little late to have some dinner. My family was in the living room watching tv so I went to the kitchen to eat by myself. I believe we had ordered pizza and it was sitting on the kitchen table, so I just sat down there and started eating. The main lights were off, but the light above the kitchen sink was on, which gave off enough light to see what you were doing. Anyway, our kitchen table sat right across from some of our back windows, and there was enough light in the kitchen to see reflections in the window. And while I was eating, I just happened to glance up and look at that window, and I saw my reflection.

I was sitting perfectly still, but my reflection was shaking. I just assumed there was something causing the window to shake at first, but then I realized it was just the arms of my reflection that were shaking. And I took the time to actually look down at my arms to see if they were shaking, and they weren't lol. Needless to say, I had lost my appetite by that point lol. So I got up to throw my paper plate away. I walked to the garbage can, then walked back by the table (still not sure what exactly I had seen), and looked into the window again. And, this time, in the reflection, there was a man standing behind me. I can't remember what he was wearing, and I never got a good look at his features, but there was a figure of a man as plain as day. I stood there for what seemed like 30 seconds (but was probably more like 2 or 3) before turning around and finally flipping the main light switch on. And when I turned back around, there was no longer anything abnormal about the reflection.

That was the only time I ever personally experienced anything in that house (although my mother and sister both had experiences of their own, and oddly enough, both were isolated incidents like mine). I haven't witnessed anything since that night in regards to the paranormal, but it definitely opened my mind up, and to this day, even though I am in no way religious or superstitious about anything, I refuse to label the topic of paranormal experiences as just outright false. I vividly remember not wanting to sleep by myself that night lol. And even at that age, I was a pretty "secular" person.
 
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Thanks for sharing. I went to the haunted murfreesboro tour last October. It's where the ghost hunters take you to haunted buildings on the square and talk about things that have been reported in each building.It was pretty creepy. You guys could do your own investigation of the buildings on the square in downtown murfreesboro.
 
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Thanks for sharing. I went to the haunted murfreesboro tour last October. It's where the ghost hunters take you to haunted buildings on the square and talk about things that have been reported in each building.It was pretty creepy. You guys could do your own investigation of the buildings on the square in downtown murfreesboro.

I actually took that tour about 2 years ago. It was great. I would have to ask for permission to go to those. I'll have another write up about New Hope church up in the next couple of hours. :hi:
 
Go to the Chickamauga Battlefield in Chattanooga/ Rossville. There are tons of stories from that area. Old Green Eyes is the main legend there, but soldiers have written about him as well as Native Americans long before the soldiers were there.

Interesting. I'll make sure to research that. Summer coming up meaning we're going to be traveling long ways across the state so that'll be a stop. :good!:
 
I actually took that tour about 2 years ago. It was great. I would have to ask for permission to go to those. I'll have another write up about New Hope church up in the next couple of hours. :hi:

Another location in the boro that you could investigate is the stones river battlefield.
 
Bleh. I grew up in a house where my mom and sister supposedly had paranormal experiences all the time I never had a single one. I've been to many local places which are said to be haunted and have experienced nothing. So I think it's all a bunch of hoo ha.
 
Bleh. I grew up in a house where my mom and sister supposedly had paranormal experiences all the time I never had a single one. I've been to many local places which are said to be haunted and have experienced nothing. So I think it's all a bunch of hoo ha.

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Bleh. I grew up in a house where my mom and sister supposedly had paranormal experiences all the time I never had a single one. I've been to many local places which are said to be haunted and have experienced nothing. So I think it's all a bunch of hoo ha.

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