Read these Ghost stories at your own risk.

Ghost Horse

My son and I saw a ghost horse run across the road near our House. It was so freaky. At about 11:30 at night, I saw this flickering light on the hill up ahead of the headlights of my car and then the light moved across the roadway about 5′ off the ground… it looked like TV static (black and white sparkly glow and I could see the shape of a horse and it’s legs, running). It galloped to the other side and a ghost man was there that meet it.

So I didn’t say anything to my son, about 17 at the time, thinking I couldn’t believe what I saw. About 30 seconds later I stopped at the stoplight and my son said “did you see that???” we FREAKED out. I asked him what he saw and he described it exactly! I got goose bumps all over.

When we got home, without talking about it too much, he drew what he saw and I drew what I saw and they were exactly the same. Weirdest thing I can recall seeing. – norinv

Hands at the Bottom of the Bed

This is one of my earliest memories, I would have been about 4 or 5. Lying in bed looking out into my room I would see these two hands pop up beside my bed and wave to me, this was a pretty frequent occurrence but I never really thought much of it. I assumed it was my two older brothers messing with me for whatever reason because it was two right hands and they just happened to be really quiet when sneaking into my room.

One night I decided to catch them in the act, so I looked over the edge of my bed to see absolutely nothing. That scared me a lot and after that I slept facing the wall rather than into my room. I move out of that house a few years later and haven’t seen anything like it since.

I moved out of that house a few years later and haven’t seen anything like it since. – Death_Metal_Kazoo

Knocking

This happened is my old house in Tennessee when I was about 12.

My room was arranged so that the head of my bed was pushed up against the bay window in my room, so if I’m lying in bed I’m surrounded by windows on three sides.

One night I had just gotten into bed and was still wide awake. I started staring at one the windows right next to my bed. Then I got this really weird uneasy feeling. Right then I heard seven distinct knocks on the window that I was staring at, coming from the outside. I ran out of there as fast as I could and slept on the couch. – Elmmic

Rosary Beads

My production lead was Catholic and gave some rosaries away to anyone that wanted them one day. We actually worked swing shift and got off work midnight to 4 am depending on overtime availability. The plant was in a pretty rough part of Fresno, California.

One of the guys who took a rosary was young and had just started working so hadn’t saved up money for a car. He walked home every night a couple miles through that area. After swing shift, most people have gone to bed and the streets are pretty empty. It was fall, a little chilly and no moon.

He was walking down a rundown block with a field along one side of the street and a couple rundown buildings on the other. A woman walked out from behind one of the buildings and straight up to him. She said, ‘I’ll trade you my ring for your rosary.’ He was wearing a sweatshirt with a jacket. The rosary was around his neck under the sweatshirt and not at all visible so he asked, ‘How do you know I have a rosary?’ She didn’t answer the question but said again, ‘I’ll trade you my ring for your rosary.’ At that point he brushed past her and walked away fast.

When he stopped to look back and see where she was, she had disappeared. – Wineguy33

Mrs. Black

My Gran was in the local town doing her shopping and running various errands. On her way home she met one of her neighbors out doing their gardening, she stopped, asked how they were, they had a chat and Gran came home.

When she got in my Grandad asked how town had been, if she met anyone on the way, Gran started talking about the neighbor, Grandad interrupted her “Mrs Black?? We were at her funeral two weeks ago.

Apparently, Gran nearly passed out once she realized. – caca_milis

Ice Cold Fingers

I was at my grandmother’s house staying the night. It was summer; probably mid-July and there was a storm brewing outside. I was lying in bed, just listening to the TV as I tried to drift off to sleep when I suddenly felt like I was being watched.

I laid there, trying to pull the covers up higher, the uncomfortable feeling growing stronger. The room was starting to grow cold.

I tried to focus on the TV, I was watching something on cartoon network so it definitely wasn’t contributing to the creepy atmosphere welling up in the room.

Then I felt something down by my foot. The bed depressed slightly and the covers fluttered. Then something icy cold grabbed my ankle.

I immediately jumped out of bed and hit the light switch on the wall behind me, at the same time I ripped the covers off of the bed.

There was nothing there.

But I still felt the cold fingers around my ankle. – dawrina

The Old Rocking Chair

My grandma’s is a very stereotypical horror movie house – small Midwest town, white and old looking home, on a farm, she even has a chipped wooden mother Mary nativity in the front yard (you get the picture). The worst is she has a cemetery about a half mile down the road.

Anyways, I used to sleep in the room in the corner on the top floor (my aunt’s room) and it had a wooden Rocking Chair in it. When I was younger I would wake up because I thought I heard it rocking, to the point where I would wake up my grandma and have to stay in her room. Well, about 10 years later my mom, aunt and I during thanksgiving were talking about how creepy grandma’s house was.

My aunt goes on to talk about how when she was younger the reason my mom and her ended up sharing a room was because she thought her room was haunted. She said she woke up one morning and the rocking chair was about two feet closer to her bed, and after that night it would start rocking on a nightly basis at midnight. Freaked me the fuck out. –luvaluva

It Followed Her

When I was in my first year of uni we started playing with a home made oujia, there were like 5 of us. We contacted some spirit whose name I’m glad to have forgotten, and as we were talking to it, the doorbell rang and one of my friends had to go as her dad was there to pick her up.

We didn’t ‘close’ the session by saying good bye to the spirit as we had no clue, and just threw the paper away.

Now the girl that had to leave early started acting strange and didn’t hang with the rest of us as much. A few months after, she told us she went to get a ‘cleansing’ as she wasn’t feeling like herself, and told us that the moment she stepped in the door, the witch-lady that was going to cleanse her totally freaked out, and told her she had a spirit with her (and used the VERY SAME NAME that we had seen on the ouija many months before). She told my friend that the spirit was ‘following’ her as we didn’t close the session and attempted to cleanse her without any success.

She tried to commit suicide about 3 times after this, dropped uni and went to live somewhere else so I’ve lost touch with her. – CherryCandee

The Screams

When my daughter was between the ages of 3-8 she spoke of people with no face or figures of shadows. She would often wake me up telling me there is a man or a figure standing in her closet.

The most frightening of stories, she woke me up to ask me if I heard the screams. She said there was a shadow who stood at her doorway. The shadow screamed at her and then flew into my room and screamed at my wife and me. At this point she was in uncontrollable sobs, unable to understand why I did not wake up. She is now 11 and the encounters have stopped. She refuses to speak of whatever was going on with her and makes light of my questions. – BlackwaterProject

The President’s Office

Around 12 years ago I was working security at a small company’s headquarters in New York City. My partner for the night had called in sick, so I had to work from midnight to six. Now, normally, this wouldn’t be a problem.

I just had to sit in the back room, watch some cameras, and occasionally head out for a sweep – nothing to it right? Well as it turns out, one of the employees had stayed in the building after hours. He had avoided my co-worker’s sweep from the previous shift. I first noticed a movement in my peripheral vision on one of the screens, and then again a few minutes later. This was odd, because I was used to quiet nights in this particular building.

I was a little scared when I headed out for my sweep, but it was my job. So I grabbed my flashlight and headed out to begin. I had to start the sweep in one big hallway, and right as I entered, I saw a flash of movement at the end of it. At this point, I was sufficiently freaked out. I stood frozen for a minute or so, looking into the semi-darkness, unsure of what to do.

The decision was taken out of my hands, however, as I heard a gunshot resound down the hallway. In what was the scariest moment of my life, I slowly walked down that hallway to investigate. I reached the end, and saw to my left that the president’s office light was on. Slowly, I approached the door and creaked it open, scared shitless. What I saw will forever haunt me.

The man had taken a seat in the president’s chair, and shot himself in the head with a pistol, splattering blood and brains all over the floor and the wall. Apparently this guy was having problems at home, and because the president was supposedly a total asshole to him, he decided to off himself and scare the crap out of the president at the same time. In any case, I threw up a few times and called the police.

I got the next two weeks off. I still have nightmares about it sometimes. – guh_graves

Source: The Occult Museum

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