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| Name: | Abe |
| E-mail address: | nstag@wassupjamaica.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.facebook.com/media/albums/?id=123450471002828 |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My staircase is very creaky. The first owner of my house, which was built in 1948, died in the kitchen. Sometimes at night I can feel drafts. The lights flicker at totally random times. My wife thinks the place is Haunted. I'm not about to go in the attic or fix anything, so I just agree with her. |
| Name: | Matt |
| E-mail address: | matt_alameda@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | On our street was a brutal murder about 60+ years ago. A girl was killed by a obsessed stalker and now their spirits have awaken and now haunt our street in the woods you can hear voices,see shadows, and get touched by random invisible spirits. We have a photo of a shadow figure and have voices captured on tape. We have had a few people hurt by it if interested send me a email. |
| Name: | Michael Parrish |
| E-mail address: | natf.marshall.tx.us@usa.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.natf.synthasite.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | How do I delete a story I submitted or at least edit it?
Michael Parrish Director/NATF alternate E-Mail: natf2@yahoo.com |
| Name: | chris sito |
| E-mail address: | jbeans2396@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Hi, I don't have a story but rather a question. My son has reported seeing me in our home when I am not there. What does this mean? I know he is not making it up. I know a little about astrol body experiences but I thought you had to be asleep for your spirit or whatever it is to come out.Please help with an answer. Thanks, Chris |
| Name: | Janet Foster |
| E-mail address: | J8077876@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | TAPS watching junkie is interested in ghost hunting in the Houston area. If you are looking for a novice for your existing group or if you're interested in starting a new group, I'm game! I have a K-II, digital recorder and digital camera. |
| Name: | Alan Minter |
| E-mail address: | alanminter@sbcglobal.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I've wrote to Entity seekers 3-4 times with no responce I'm beeing visited is the best way I can put it but I don't think it is the house as this has happened my whole life and in manny differant places. But lately something grabed my bed on both sides of my leg and then my bed shook. I prayed and it seemed to help About a week later the same thing happened again and I left to go to my dialysis treatment and my flashlight was moved from my headboard on the back of my bed to the bar in the kitchen.I think I am being targeted because I have been very depressed and i have a life threating illness.I don't think it is the houseas I have always been perceptive and could since things. I just kept it to myself.I want help to try to understand what is going on and if it is demonic help in getting rid of it.My sister and my daughter and my son have all had experances also my sisterand neice have had a lot in the same house that I'm indoors opening and closeing own there own things movving from one place to another time an time again I have getting no answers from anyone else I've ask. I need some knowledge in what I;m dealing with. Alan |
| Name: | aura collins |
| E-mail address: | aura.collins@yahoo.com |
| Name: | suzanne |
| E-mail address: | susang@wmdewey.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I went to visit my mothers grave this weekend.
It was her 2 year void of life and I was there to be with her for awhile. I bought new flowers & an angel for her (she loved & collected them). I was taking pictures of the decor so I could show my grandmother later on. In one of the photos I took, you can see a huge light. It looks like a fire ball of some sort. There were no reflections and nothing to be seen with the naked eye. I have sent this photo (along with another photo taken at the same place that night) to Lone Star Spirits for review & comments. If anyone has an idea of what the correct name for that "fire ball" looking orb, please email me. I really appreciate any help that may clear up this mystery. |
| Name: | David Gensemer |
| E-mail address: | Hollywood662001us@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My kids and I think my mothers house is haunted but are not sure. We have seen white orbs shoot across different parts of the house, and we have experienced strange noises and voices. Are any of these signs of a haunting? Any info. would be greatly appreciated! |
| Name: | ashley |
| E-mail address: | sassypacheco@yahoo.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.mysapce.com/pachecoserranodepuerto |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | on nights i always hear footsteps,and one night i heard something calling me.
since that im scared. thats when my friends and i started a ghost club. im getting facts about ghosts now. and i inderstand them better. sometimes they just want revenge and sometimes they just want to tell you that something is gonna happen but is not pretty to hear aghost telling you a story or something |
| Name: | eyore |
| E-mail address: | EB7002@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | my name is eyore and every since i was about 9 i could see gosts... |
| Name: | CAROL |
| E-mail address: | THAPOOKSTA@AOL.COM |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | JUST AFTER MY DAD DIED IN 2001, MY MOM AND I USED TO SEE SHADOWS DOWN THE HALLWAY...I NEVER SAW AN APPARITION BUT MY MOM USED TO SAY SHE WOULD SEE DADDY WALKING DOWN THE HALL IN HIS WW2 UNIFORM....MY MOM HAS SINCED PAST AWAY AND THEY ARE BOTH BURIED IN GLADEWATER TEXAS AT THE GLADEWATER MEMORIAL PARK...IVE NOT SEEN MOM..AS YET...BUT SHE WAS VERY SICK AND IM SURE SHE WAS READY TO GO AHEAD AND PASS OVER..ANYWAY THIS IS A GREAT SITE..THANKS FOR ALLOWING ME TO SHARE. |
| Name: | Anthony Rivera |
| E-mail address: | hayabusaone@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Interested in Ghost hunting and investigations in fort worth area drop me a line if anyone is interested in getting a group together. i have some digital recorders for evp work as well as a digital camera.and a strong background in urban and wilderness search and rescue so im not afraid of the woods or the dark..lol.. |
| Name: | Michael Parrish |
| E-mail address: | natf2@yahoo.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://natf.gobot.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I have an update to the Coombs Creek train trestle thats haunted by a little girl killed when riding her bike.....I went back finally....about a week ago....the trestle is gone, but there are still the supports standing so you can see where it once stood. I sang her the song as I filmed it with a digital cam. When I arrived at my mothers house, I let her watch it....she found the image of a little girl standing near the trestle...I saw her too...but when I downloaded the video clip to my computer and watched it....you couldn't see the same image.
I plan on going back...this time at night, all night. NATF |
| Name: | Vanesa |
| E-mail address: | V.tiger8@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Well, i have read some of the stories on you web site and they sound pretty good. But if anybody really wants to know the history of the hauntings of El Paso, Texas. You can go to your libraries, bookstores, and especially on the web and get the book. The name of the book is "Spirits of the Border: History and Mystery of El Paso Del Norte." And just to let everybody know that this book is the truth about our city. Especially of the school that they mostly talk about alot and that is El Paso High School. Cuz, part family and myself attended the school and weird things happened there. Hopefully you all go out and get the book and read it cuz you will really find it very interesting.
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| Name: | partypoker codes |
| E-mail address: | adsf@ADSFG.COM |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.the-partypoker.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | afg |
| Name: | Larry Paul |
| E-mail address: | lpaul5@earthlink.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Thanks for the stories. |
| Name: | Michael Parrish |
| E-mail address: | natf2@yahoo.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://cdsdrywall.gobot.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | In the early 1980's in dallas, texas...I had to walk home from a party late one night. The home I was at was about a block from the coombs creek train trestle. I had no problems or worries walking around oak cliff at night, but when I got to that bridge every hair on my body stood up and I got the creepiest feeling that something, not someone, was waiting for me on the other side of the bridge. I considered climbing the hill and walking the tracks to the next main road and cutting back over to my street, but that was a long way to go...so I nutted up, looked straight down and started walking. The closer I got the worse the feeling got....It was like someone was watching me and waiting for the chance to pounce. It was the worst directly under the bridge (to this day I feel that if I would have looked to the right I would have seen her...But I knew nothing about the ghost legend at that time). When I finally passed under the trestle and got about 20 feet away from it, I heard a eerie sounding bell ring...BAAHHRRINNNGGG....BAAHHRRINNNGGG..., I looked back over my shoulder expecting to see a red light blinking on a railroad phone box or something, but saw nothing.The further away I got, the better I felt, and soon it was forgotten....till about one year ago..(2005)while doing security at a local Dallas hotel, I got into a conversation with a guest about the paranormal and they asked me if I had ever heard of the ghost of the little girl on coombs creek. I said no and she went on to tell me that a little girl had been killed by a train while riding her bike and she could be seen riding her bike on the trestle...and could be heard RINGING HER BELL!
The same chill I felt in the early 1980's once again became my spine. I plan on going back soon to see if I can expierience her again, and maybe help her move on. I've written a song about her in memory of her. be at peace sweety. Michael |
| Name: | paul w branner |
| E-mail address: | paulwbranner@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Greetings,
I hope all is well. I know I'm not going crazy but I have been seeing shadows since my second knee surgery(3/16). When I focus on any surface, in any room, I see shadows move. It looks more like impressions of people. This happens day or night. It seems here, where I live, there is more activity. When I go to other places, like the doctors office, there is less activity. At first, I thought it was the medication I was taken. Sure it did heightend my awareness but now that is not the case. I know I'm not losing it. Any feed back? Thanks-Paul |
| Name: | ROBERT WOODARD |
| E-mail address: | RWJANSERV@COMCAST.NET |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | ITall started about a month ago , at first it was just strang noises the garage door opening and closeing , the feeling of some one eighter standing over you or passing by you when thier was clearly no one else around .And then this ; one day while me and my wife was setting our web cam to monitor our home while we was going to be at work something happen i once again felt that some one was near me , but i knew that no one was close to me so i thought nothing of it; at least not untill i viewed the test take on my monitor. It was clearly a ghost that was caught on camera . I have sence slowed my camera speed down and it is a clearly a male . I have tried to print the image but has failed each time . "I NEED HELP" WHAT DO I DO NOW please e-mail me back |
| Name: | Kelly Wimberly |
| E-mail address: | grinnurse@yahoo.com |
| Name: | Spellsweeper |
| E-mail address: | radarr@spellsweeper.net |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.spellsweeper.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My name is Radarr, I have lived with spirits as far back as I can remember. We have some with us even today. I have captured many photo's of what some call spirits in orb form, supercharged orbs, ecto and others, just around my home. I also have what may be a vortex in my livingroom. I have what is called sliders, "Street Light phenomenom. I think it is an accute form of kenisis. This kills batteries, cell phones, watchs and many other things. It can be resourceful but I'm not sure how since there isn't a big dammand for battery killers here. I have a veriety of unique gifts don't use any more. I started a new forum on my poetry web site for ghost hunters to come and share their work. We have photo galleries to use as well. I started all of this looking for answers as to why I live this life. Never is there an answer. IT was just meant to be. Anyway, BB/MM to all. Radarr |
| Name: | William |
| E-mail address: | willyg_usa@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I grew up in Baytown, Texas. the neighborhood i lived in was built on an old farm. Which is where i believe the activity came from. wehn i was living in that hous fro mthe ages of 6-9 is when the activity happened. The first thing i saw was on an early Saturday morning when i was 6. I was in my bedroom playing video games when i thought i saw my dog coming into my room when i went to look at my dog i saw a strage mist that looked simlar to a German sheapard(my dog was a mutt)it walked by me and int omy closet. that was the only time i saw that figure. The only other event that happend was that pictures frames would be found broken, after ww would come back from a adinner or a trip. Some time after i turned 9 it all stopped |
| Name: | clarissa |
| E-mail address: | lexi929@gmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I know my house has spirits in it,I have seen a little girl,,my son has seen a man,and just the other night my daughter seen a lady with long bloned hair standing behind me..I don't know why they are here,I really don't care they don't bother us well they do hide my self,sometimes when we are sleeping they touch us or play with my hair,,the thing I want to know is why do white and pink tulips just show up over night,and some kind of red flower always appears in the back yard..are there people buried here,, thank you |
| Name: | Veronica Smith |
| E-mail address: | vizabeatnik@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I got all my stuff drug into Room #401 at the three year old Fairfield Inn and I went to use the bathroom and it felt like something was pushing me into the wall. So then, I just stood there for a few seconds to see what I could sense and my internal “ghost-o-meter” started going off. The way it effects me, my legs get wobbly, then I start getting nauseated, and then, my skin gets prickly. (I discovered this God-givien gift recently). So, then I KNEW there was a spirit in the room with me!
I got my tackle box that I keep all my toiletries in and purposely put it (it was closed and latched) on the bathroom counter and thought to myself “Let me see if this spirit is going to jack with me...” Then I went out to eat some dinner. I was gone around an hour or so. When I came back, I looked in the bathroom and the tackle box was WIDE OPEN. I was on the phone and my friend heard me freak out!!! I mean...it scared me! So she said “get a differant room!” So I went to the front desk downstairs and asked for a differant room and I told them that there is a spirit in that room! They were very accomodating and gave me a room on a differant floor on the opposite side of the hotel. When I went back to get my stuff...the spirit has then jacked around with the drapes! It pulled some of them off the hooks. I’m telling you...it wasn’t like that when I left!!! That was further evidence of a presence. Once I got moved into the new room, I went back and stood at the door and whispered to that spirit “you’re dead, you need to go to the LIGHT” and said a prayer for that spirit to be taken to the light by the angels. I felt something inside of my chest like I usually do when I say that prayer...but I don’t know if the spirit went or not. I wish I could have gone back in to see if it was still there or not. The thing is, I felt something very odd on the entire fourth floor. Something just felt wrong up there. The first time I got off the elevator, I felt it and my logical mind was trying to figure it out. So...it makes me wonder if there is more spirit activity going on there. I guess I’ll never know. |
| Name: | Veronica Smith |
| E-mail address: | vizabeatnik@yahoo.com |
| Name: | lou |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | i was taking a friend home one night. i was driving down (old manvel rd.) in alvin texas. i believe it was between 12:00 - 1:00am. as i was driving, and he and i were talking, we suddenly noticed a ball of light, (about the size of a socker ball) that zigzaged in front of us above the car but below the trees, then suddenly dissapered.it was a very dark road with lots of trees on both sides.we were both nervous about the area anyway.needless to say, i don,t drive that road at night anymore. |
| Name: | Mildred |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I just have to say this is the best site i have found for the things ive been looking for. Keep up the good work everyone. AND MAY GOD BLESS. |
| Name: | Susan Collett |
| E-mail address: | suzyqq456@yahoo.com |
| Name: | stephen mendoza |
| E-mail address: | steevo_m@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Until about a year ago I lived in the Heights Area. I grew up in a the eighties. Supposably a man killed him self in the garage. Till this day you hear things in the night. One night (I was about 17) I heard what sounded like a bowling ball roll across the floor. My parents had bowling balls but they were secured in their bags. And no one lived upstairs we just used it as storage. The people before us in the 70`s turned the attic to a bedroomfor their 2 boys. One of them was playing with matches and cought the attic on fire. One was killed the other was burned badly till this day he wears a mask on his face. The attic to this day
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| Name: | stephen mendoza |
| E-mail address: | steevo_m@yahoo.com |
| Name: | Deidre |
| E-mail address: | dybarra_texan_12@yahoo.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Last night, my friend's friend told me about this bridge out in Roanoke that, back in the 50s, a man hung his wife and daugter from so they wouldn't have to suffer since they had no money.My friends and I went last night and the guy we were with saw the little girl playing in the creek. The mother is said to haunt the little wooded area that is around the creek and has no face.We drove off the bridge and went into an unfinihshed duplex area. When we exited, my frind told me to turn around and look for headlights.I turned and saw some far off coming up the road. We went over the hill and came up again but when i looked, the headlights were gone. |
| Name: | The Saint |
| E-mail address: | stjohnj@sbcglobal.net |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.thesaint.com |
| Name: | Billy |
| E-mail address: | manstar411@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I almost died once! I saw an angel on the other side and wow!It was wierd
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| Name: | Nani |
| E-mail address: | nani26@hotmail.com |
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| E-mail address: | moonstar64@peoplepc.com |
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| Name: | angelo |
| E-mail address: | jellymanjellyman@yahoo.com |
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| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | does anyone know about stories in west portion of texas the seminole/el paso area i live in central texas but my grandma tells me stories oh and anything in the austin/san marcos/san antonio area thanks a million guys |
| Name: | J.R. |
| E-mail address: | RQEM@AOL.COM |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Great site. I have visited here several times in the past. Am looking for an entry that was made by my wife several years ago about and event that happened in Ballinger at the city park. |
| Name: | Jonathan Dearing |
| E-mail address: | hemijon@yahoo.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.myspace.com/hemijon |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | The occurances in my bedroom started about a year ago. They are not as common now, though, I still do feel and hear some things that should not be there.
It all started on a cold November night in 2004. I had just crawled into bed and drifted off into a light sleep. not 30 minutes later, I woke up from this sleep all of a sudden. I remember exactly how I woke up, lying on my back stiff as a board with my hands by my side, because I never sleep like that. Somewhat frustrated that I would have to fall asleep again, I began to turn over when I realized I couldnt move and that the covers were moving. I focused my attention on the covers and thats when I saw them move up my body, come down on my throat, and begin to choke me. I then remember yelling in my head "STOP!" because I couldnt yell for real. When I did, all activity ceased, I threw off my covers, and slept on the floor in the living room. As is the typical role of parents, the next morning, my mother convinced me it was all a dream and that nothing could possibly be haunting the house. I believed her and nothing happened again...that is to say, for another few weeks. The disturbances came again at Christmas break. I was, yet again, in my bed asleep, when I awoke from my slumber for some reason. I knew I was awake because I could see my room and look around with my eyes, hear my tv, and feel my fingertips on the underside of my pillow. But, yet again, I was paralized by some unknown force. Thats when I saw it, the reflection a yellow figure streak across this poster I have framed. I then remember feeling these fingertips slightly touching my back. I finally, somehow, built up the strength and jerked my body around to see who, or what, was behind me. Nothing was there. Thats when I started to sleep on my bedroom floor. It seemed like the occurances halted as soon as I slept on my floor. By next weekend, however, the spirit was back and I was fed up. I knew I had to do something about this thing or it would never go away. Thats when I brought in a few friends on this. My friends have, ever since they were younger, always felt a weird presence in my house. The only reason it never scared them was because it never materialized. But, with the recent activity in my room, they have decided to help me figure out what it is. Our first step was to try to see what, exactly, was happening while I slept. So, armed with a video camera, two tv's (one for recording, and one for the xbox while the other guy was on watch), a digital camera, and a video recorder, we set out to capture the ghost (or whatever it is) in the act. What we saw was, to say the least, amazing. Even before we started recording, while we were setting up the camera, this bright orange orb floated past the camera. That is when we started taking pictures with the digital camera. And, in every picture of my room, an orb or several orbs appear. To make sure we weren't just working with a broken camera, we took pictures of the rest of the house and of outside. The only places the orbs showed up was in my room or around the outside of my room. Then, after I fell asleep, shadows sometimes showed up on the camera around me and sounds were picked up. This one especially scary voice whispered my name, "Joooooon," really long and drawn out. We even caught an orb or two on the tape. After viewing the tape the next morning, I knew I had to figure out what was wrong. I knew there was supposed to be some kind of abandoned cemetary that was built over in my area, so, I figured the spirit may be from there. So, I went to the tax assesment office for Chambers county to view a map of my area. It really didnt lead anywhere, just a few random graves that were about 200-300 yards from my house. But, they had markers and everything. And we found no initial evidence of spirits at those gravesites, though, we have not visited in some time. Then, with nowhere left to turn, we did something really stupid in order to figure this whole thing out...we consulted a Ouiji Board. I was once told that the Ouiji Board is the gateway to hell. And, unless someone else can show me how to properly use it, I will always believe that. Because, after use of the Ouiji Board, the ghost got more violent. Here is where my punctuation changes because, after me and a friend used the Ouiji Board, we were told that there were two spirits in my house. One was the spirit of a 6 year old little girl who was raped and murdered on my property by a 40-year-old rapist sometime in the mid to late 80's. The spirit of the little girl was the one who talked to me. She told me that she liked me, but, the rapist hated me and did not want me to be there. When I asked for a reason, she said there was none. Not that she didnt answer, but, she said there was no reason, he just did not like me and wanted me gone. I remember I did ask for a name, but, I cannot remember the name she gave me of either party. After I utilized the Ouiji Board, I never felt totally comfortable in my room again. I tried, but, failed at trying to find any recollection of a murder in my town around that time. At that time, the subdivision I am living in was not even under construction yet, so it would have been a wooded lot. Then, I decided that if I couldnt find out or solve what was happening, I would go to the bargaining table and try for a peace agreement. So, I did just that. I stood in the middle of the room and said out loud, "Look, I know this is your space and that you were hear before me, but, I need to use this space as well. So, if you leave me alone I will leave you alone and respect that you are here." This proved to be the single biggest mistake of my life. For, when I went to bed that night, the physicalness of the spirit climaxed. I layed down in bed feeling a little better that I had just bargained with the spirit and hoping that all activity would cease. I remember thinking this as I drifted off to sleep. Not even 20 mintues later, as I was in the middle of a dream, I started to wake up for some reason. Then I began to feel the fingertips on my back, very slightly touching as before. Then, something new, I heard a little girl crying. Thats what finally brought me all the way out of my sleep. I opened my eyes, realized I couldnt move, and said in my head, "Sh*t, not again." At that moment, I felt two had start to constrict my neck, choking me. As it did this, I yelled at the top of my lungs in my head, "STOP!" That is when the activity, yet again, ceased. I jumped out of bed, ran to my parents room and woke them up, short of breathe. I remember saying, "It tried to kill me. The SOB tried to kill me." The rest of the night, my father slept with me. During the night, in fact, it tried it again. But, my dad woke me up, thankfully. After that night, I slept in this gameroom we built in my backyard for over 3 months before I even dared to take a nap in that room again. I have since started sleeping in my bedroom again, but, things still happen. Footsteps can still be heard, chills down my back and spine, the feeling of being watched. And, just starting last night, this overwhelming emotion that comes from nowhere and leaves just as soon as you leave the room. It was so bad last night, I had to sleep in my sisters room (thankfully, she was at a friends house). This is where you, the reader, comes in. Please, if you have an information on what I should do, on the history of my area (I live in a place called Cove, TX. Its a city just outside of Mont Belvieu, that is just outside of Baytown, which is just east of Houston. I live in a subdivision called The Plantation), on the murder that may have taken place here, or any related stories that you may have heard about, please contact me at my email address: hemijon@yahoo.com; my myspace address: www.myspace.com/hemijon; or drop me a line here. I have heard stories about possesions in my subdivision, so, I think something is afoot here that goes beyond what we know and understand. Thank you for all your cooperation. Jonathan Dearing |
| Name: | Askme Later |
| E-mail address: | dassia2094@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I'd like to know if I just imagined this or if it could actually be true, please e-mail me or something with your comments:
I was driving from Ft. Stockton, TX to Alpine, TX. I had the radio on a station from Ft. Stockton, I thought I was just getting out of there so I had a pretty good signal when I saw this pretty wide and long stain of blood on the road. I would say, it had to be at least one yard width and maybe two yards long... I thought it was huge but I figured somebody accidentally killed a big deer and then dragged it out of the road or something (but the stain was in the middle). Then later I saw very clearly this small very white shoe, I got really scared, I slowed down but kept going, the music stopped completely but static kept cutting in and out on the radio. Then I think I saw a hand in the middle of the street, bleeding and bony, like the skin was kinda pealed off. I got really scared and then I saw like a person right in front of the car but it went away as soon as I flinched... i tried calling someone but the call wouldn't go through, I kept seeing this tilted car behind me with its right light brighter than the other one, static on the radio then all of a sudden a song "some voices just want to be heard" static again, and then the call went through, the car behind me dissapeared... and that was it. Nobody believes me... i wouldn't believe me either, do you think I imagined this? |
| Name: | Alexus |
| E-mail address: | Lexipooh79@aol.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://aol |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I Was leaning againt my parents waterbed and staring at their closet because I was bord.Then all of a sudden I heard someone call my name in the closet.He said my name once.Then I Said Who's there. He called my name 2 more times. I ran out the door into the kitchenand said dad do you have a tape in the closet or are you saying stuff in a micraphone? He said no i'm not,why do you ask.Because somethings in the closet calling my name. I'll go check it out for you ok? Ok. So he went to the closet door and checked it out. But nothing was in there so he went back into the kitchen.I sat on the waterbed and stared into the closet again and the voice never came back again after that day. I am 11 years old and this happend 7 years ago. You may not believe this but this is true. |
| Name: | a.j |
| E-mail address: | wingy427@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | onece i was with my freinds and we contacted spirets and my freind said did you feel that?we said no then the trash cans sarted shaking and we looked back and she sall red eyes. |
| Name: | luz lopez |
| E-mail address: | blackhearth16@sbcglobal.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Im always wandering about things that go boomp in the night,is casuale for me.
Went I was 5yrs I saw the aparatione of my brother. who is actuly dead! |
| Name: | luz lopez |
| E-mail address: | blackhearth16@sbcglobal.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I |
| Name: | luz lopez |
| E-mail address: | blackhearth16@sbcglobal.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | not bad! |
| Name: | Ellen K |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This is a current event. My college student is a resident assistant at a university in the north Texas area. My student is down to earth, level headed and not given to fantasies. However, when the position started, the hall director had a very serious discussion about the resident ghost. It seems that a girl was murdered nearly 25 years ago. She usually wanders the halls turning on showers in the early morning hours, moving things she doesn't like to places where they can't move on their own and sometimes cryptically warning girls to be careful. Lately the ghost has moved to my student's floor. Showers have turned on spontaneously even after repairs were done that made the handles difficult to turn. Last night, while my student made rounds, a friend was in the dorm room using the computer and heard crying from the bathroom. Needless to say, both of them were rattled and right now all my student wants to do is find a way to get the ghost to leave them alone. Names of the alleged ghost, the dorm and the university can't be used due to litigation and restraining orders lodged by the girl's family. Any suggestions are gratefully appreciated. I don't know if I believe in ghosts or not, but at this point, there is something strange going on. |
| Name: | LOUANA |
| E-mail address: | LGOMEZ1972@AOL.COM |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This Orb Location is in Houston Texas at the EastEnd Side of town
Close by Navigation ,right next to the Ship Channel Close to the Hidalgo Park Jw Peavy Dr St and 7000 Avenue Q Since its founding in 1927 at the Turning Basin, Hidalgo Park has been at the center of the East End's Neighborhood Best Orb Taking pictures is at Jw Peavy Dr St at the at the Turning Basin, by the Ship Channel, from my investigation, there used to be 1000's of workers who died at those old companies from an explostion or other reasons, If anyone goes by there you will see many old/antique broken down houses or stores,and Old Buildings/factories its a very deserted area, more looks like a small ghost town, best to go at night for ghost hunting or orb taking pictures |
| Name: | David |
| E-mail address: | truejew676@yahoo.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://none |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I was wondering if anyone knew of the Haunted House that LBJ used to own? If someone could either inform me of its validity and/or its location that would be quite helpful. This house has been a legend for quite sometime and have always been interested in investigating it with my group. Please feel free to e-mail any information. Thank you. |
| Name: | Kimberly Heath |
| E-mail address: | dkfreebird@excite.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I was priviledged to visit a large old farmhouse for sale in the town of Rockett,Texas. In 1995, I was drawn in by a new co-worker that I had yet to begin to work with. The woman told me in a conversation that she had a 3 story farm house on 10 acres for sale. We made a date and time in which to meet. It was Spring of '95, and I was intrigued by seeing the house, but when I arrived there in the late afternoon, I began to feel different things as we walked up to the house. We walked inside the entryway, and looked up the spiral stair case.......someone was walking above us. The owner explained that we were the only ones there! We began down the hall on the first floor, and as we passed each room, she would ask me to tell her what I felt or experienced and then she would tell me the history of each room. This house was the origional Rockett house, and she said that is was built in the late 1800's. I have never experienced as many cold spots, smells, sights, and sounds as I have looking at this house. It still remains fresh on my mind today. There were feelings of joy, sorrow, pain, and a feeling of fear that I cannot explain. I had cold spots that I hit as I walked in halls, and smells that wafted past me of powder and roses. I saw energy that surrounded areas and rooms of the home, and most was good. One was so wicked that my heart nearly pounded out of my chest! I felt that the spirits that were there wanted to know who I was, and why I was there. The very last room I went by, I could only go so far into. I was weighed down, and my feet not my will would allow myself to proceed.... It was a room off the entry that got dark as we arrived at the doorway. There was a feeling of pure evil here. As we stood in the door, something dark and small, with one of the worst smells I have ever encountered in my life came out of a back area of the room towards us. I thought that I would not make it out of there. I ended up running out! I told the owner that I had seen enough. As I walked out the gate that surrounded the home, I looked back at the house. In the 2nd story window, I told the owner that there was a man. She asked me to discribe him........He had bushey hair, and a thick mustache, and a suit jacked with a vest and a tie.....he was looking at me! When we got back to the womans house in Ovilla, Tx., She showed me a picture of the Rockett Family....I had seen Mr. Rockett. She also told me that she had many things happen while she and her family had been there cleaning. She told me that there was a huge history there, and told me what it was, and then told me that the evil that I felt was from a murder that happened on the property after it was no longer inhibited by the family. A teenage boy had killed and dismembered a girl in the same area of the dark figure and the smell.
I had to call the woman who showed me the house, because she no-called, no-showed me for work. I never saw her again. I would like all to hear this story.........I believe that the Rockett house is truely haunted, and that the history of this family had truely impacted or burnt itself in time. |
| Name: | robert harris jr |
| E-mail address: | robertharris2345@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | there are things i could tell you were i lived that might make you think that i'm crazy or not because the town were i live it haunted and i know all the places nimtz hotel,the old hosptial on main street, a bed and breakfest near the city cemerty and so on and so on |
| Name: | Jason Thomas |
| E-mail address: | jt@bluevapor.net |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.bluevapor.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This story happened to me two years ago, and it is my most recent "real life" ghost experience. I figured it would be neat to share it as we start the ghost portion of my website...
It was about three days shy of Christmas, and the Head Baseball Coach and myself were mulling about in the locker room preparing ourselves for the upcoming baseball season. We were the only two people in the building as all the lights were off and if we ventured into the main building from the locker-room then the main building's alarm would sound. We were behind a "secured door" (as it was secured with a padlock) and moving equipment around in the baseball locker-room. We were discussing various kids and baseball stuff when the "secured door" creaked open. When I say creaked I really mean it as it was way over the top like you would see in a scary movie. The strange thing was that there was still on one in the building, all the lights were off and for the life of me I don't know how it opened when it had a padlock on it earlier. A few minutes after that had happened the head coach decided we should make our exit for the evening. His wife was driving up to meet us for dinner and we figured it would be nice if we were waiting out back when she got there. As we passed the shower-room we heard this very faint yet quick tapping on something metal. It was a peculiar sound that we had not yet heard before. Myself being fascinated by this sort of stuff walked into the shower room to investigate. When I had gotten to the center of the shower-room I smelled the worst smell of my life. I had never before or after smelled this odor. I turned around to discuss it with the head coach and all I could see was the bottoms of his shoes as he was hastily making his exit. I decided to follow and we made it outside. Before long his wife came and we decided to go to dinner laughing off and explaining the whole thing away. However (and this is one of the more important parts of the story) when we left the school, we saw a blue light shining through one of the back windows of the school. We immediately dismissed it as a computer monitor left on by someone before leaving for the break. We spent a few hours going out to eat, and laughing off the whole experience with our conversation eventually drifting back to baseball. Upon returning to the school we saw something that both shocked and confused us to no end. The same blue light (which was previously seen at the back of the school) had moved. That same light now was floating in the third floor stairwell on the side of the school. (The light was previously scene at the back of the building on the second floor in a classroom). The fact to remember on this one is that there is no light bulb, computer or even an electrical outlet in the third floor stairwell. There was absolutely nothing there that could have produced that light. (Yes, I went back and checked the next day) Now we could have explained away almost every fact of the story with exception to the last fact. There was no way that blue light could have been there.. Oh.. And just in case your looking for some back story here. One of the ghost legends from this very old school is that a little girl in a blue dress drowned in the old pool over 30 years ago. Just in case you wanted to know.. (notice the BLUE dress) |
| Name: | Rob Clarke |
| E-mail address: | bigguns_131@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | does anyone know how to get to the plantation home that is haunted. located outside of college station on ranch road 50? |
| Name: | SJC |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | in a little town in deep south texas called mercedes there used to be a fort on ohio street. it is now a elementry school, on the second floor things dissapear and lights turn on and off.in the audiourium people have heard foot steps when nobody is there. the most haunted place is bell tower. rumor has it that long ago somebody jumped off and died. now if you walk by you could see somebody standing on top, even though they put nails on the stairs.
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| Name: | SJC |
| Name: | Jenn |
| E-mail address: | jkrue5@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Me and my friend would like to go ghost hunting for Halloween. Does anyone know of any real haunted houses in and around the San Antonio area? I live in San Antonio and have been to the tracks. However I want to go to a real haunted house. Please email me if you have any ideas. Thanks. |
| Name: | Graham |
| E-mail address: | Gansonstudios@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I have a ghost story below, but I also wanted to ask if theres anyone from the AUSTIN TEXAS area who is interested in Ghost/Paranormal Hunting?
Would like to make friends in the area who are into the Paranomal. Big dorks? Yes! Who cares. This stuff interest me. Ummm... It would be best if responses where dudes. (No I'm not gay) I have a jealous minded wife. For me to have any (Girl) Friends -Even just friends makes her jealous. (thinks they are going to steal me away) But anyways. if you into paranormal stuff, email me. Well probably become good friends. And Stop being so MODERN! "This sucks, that sucks! " Get over it and stop bitching and just make some friends with people you have stuff in common with. |
| Name: | Graham |
| E-mail address: | gansonstudios@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I've always kind of just laughed at ghost stories, but still they fascinated me at the same time. How could ghost be real? Well since my experience, theres a lot more than ghost to worry about. Let me tell you what happened to me about a year ago. You can choose to believe me or laugh. It makes no difference. I am a stranger to you and I don't expect you to believe me. Although what I describe is exactly as it happened.
For many years, since 1996 I would awaken out of midsleep to see a cloud. I would find myself attacking it without knowing what I was doing. Well I have just thought it to be a chemical imbalance causing a sleep disorder which was probable. This cloud thing would appear every 5 to 6 months. My wife even began to see it at the same time. It was notorious for disspearing as soon as it was noticed. We both found it very odd. We moved from WA State, to Nasvhille TN and to Texas. Still this cloud would follow. Then one night the cloud did not appear. No. Something appeared, but it appeared in me. (I'm not really religious, but I get chills every time I write about it) What I mean, by it appeared in me is about something that possessed me. I got home from work at 9:30 p.m. I had to get up early the next day so I went to bed at 11 p.m. When I woke up, it was like NOTHING I have ever experienced. I woke up around 2 a.m. hearing a HORRID Screaming. An Absolutely Vile Vicious, hellish yelling, so scary that it would put any man in complete terror. I heard more screaming and frantic crying. I recognized the crying. I awoke to find myself yelling like a Demon and on top of my wife with my hands around her neck as she was shrieking with fear. My eyes were completely open, but I was not awake. It was not me. My wife said she got home about 2 a.m. from her job. She walked in. The room was not completly dark, but shaded. Before she came in the house, DOgs were surrounding our house and barking. She was already scared and felt something evil was about. She came in the room and saw me standing on the bed like a hunched beast with stone cold emotionless eyes. I have talked in my sleep before. Other languages and some small actions. She usually told me to go back to sleep and I would. She tried to tell me to go back to sleep. As she got closer, she said that I began to growl. The growl got deeper and deeper until she said that I jumped on her and began choking her neck as these horrid noises came out. When I woke, It felt like I had to fight something to regain control of my body. My voice was not my own. As I tried to calm my wife, My voice was scary. It was low toned and wicked. (Like the voice in Mothman Prophecies of Indred Cold) Eventually my voice came back and I began to cry uncontrollably along with my wife. We prayed all night long. We blessed the house with holy water. A couple weeks later I had a statue of apollo in my room. I woke up to see it's eyes bright blue. Talk about un nerving. I don't know why I have drawn this things attention. This demon or ghost. But it is very real and from that day forth, I think back and always remember. Nobody is FREE in this world from the eyes of the hidden. Don't think for one second that what your doing is not noticed by something lurking in a world where you cannot dwell |
| Name: | DAMIEN |
| E-mail address: | theloner@rock.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | The world is vast and explorative ceasing the already NOW existence of a declining civilization at the helm of conditioning.The spirits that halt our strengths, are at work today.Cloaked in darkness,they move at the stealth of a military or perhaps paramilitary secrecy.Contracting sizable energy through intervention of our senses against our knowledge.Entering a refuge through divine understanding of the "how to" network,they carry out their missions free at will.They come at will.And they exit.In this vast world of mystery,lies the chemistry that fullfills this destiny and the accounts are growing.My father used to tell me stories of a secret society known primarily as "the white apes". Made up entirely of washed up CIA agents who's paramount jobs was to explain the paranormal phenomenon of the "real world".As the stories grew and the records protruded this outfit of experts analyzed the facts against the whole. John J.Cosner was at the head of this outfit, and he was ruthless in his investigations and was never short on his detailed experiences in hand and in mind. "One day, while walking through a bright corridor while lit by an appendix of phosphorance lighting and a slight metallic edge, I noticed a shadow on the backdrop of a forest slide I found while sifting through my attic". Initially I thought this was some pigmentation on my glasses lense,but was shortright in my theory. I had noticed an anomoly.I soon began observing this shadow bounce and roll throughout my dimly lit sorroundings,resembling a fruit bat at play.IMMEDIATLY I phoned my investigations partner Larry Copeland to gain some insight to this "new" experience. Based on my compelling explanations and details of the news ,he was astounded and immediatly found himself in his rusted 1973 Buick swiftly headed in my direction. Awaiting his arrival I followed this object with a careful eye. When Larry entered some 25 minutes later he was surprised. But began to put the facts together that I had ingested some 100 micograms of LSD I had leftover from my psychedelic investigations. We celebrated the remainder of the evening in a trancelike state, Laughing giddeously like old farts. You see, John J.Cosner did see an anomoly,but that is not what the CIA or FBI would write in their reports. Rather than putting the facts together for the world to depict,they and certain "non believers" are the masked marauders that moved in stealth like form,trained and brainwashed, they capitalize...and 51% of the world follows.
............................................................ excerpts from "The Ape Dump Brigade" by Damien Williams. theloner@rock.com |
| Name: | Reynaldo Garza III |
| E-mail address: | rgarza3rd@juno.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Cool Site!! I have a few experiences of my own. I've lived in more than one haunted home or apt, including my current apt. I've even witnessed the Legendary "La Llorona", and I can tell you...Its more than a legend..its TRUE! If anyone's interested letme know and I'll post a few stories.... |
| Name: | jess |
| E-mail address: | twotal02@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Hello well let see im a 21 year old female, in my eyes i see dark and white in all these stories i do belived cause it happen all the time for me. i see them but also conversate with them,im not crazy i just belived that there is open souls that havent found the right way to get home.when i was about six years old my grandfather died and ever since than i see things that i can't expalin i lived in san antonio and yes if you are reading this the ghost stories that people talk about are true. track. mansion.haunted hotel, donkey lady, i have two stories that i would like to share, when i was in 6 grade one of my close friends where haveing a sleep over party, and her older sister was telling us ghost stories well she decide to tell us about the dockey lady it's over by the track,when she was telling the stories she would say that the dockey lady would get you only in the dark, well when she know that there were many balloons hanging on the wall there was no way someone could have touch of them in about 30 sec i can say they all pop ever since that i had to go to counceling cause i could sleep in the dark i would see a man in my mirror black hat black suit and that was crazy, another story is where i live ive been here for about 21 years my house has ghost they don't bother us but when do end up going out town things move around, when i sleep you can feel the bed going down if someone laying beside me, little girl and two older guys i think i the two older guys are brothers becuse they died when they were born. tv turn on by them self radio air condition, it's crazy but it cool i guess i can say some one always have gardin angel or someone just wants to be nodice. |
| Name: | Josh |
| E-mail address: | joshua.hull@ttu.edu |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | A bunch of my friends and I have decided to take a weekend ghosthunting trip in the West Texas area. If any of y'all know a few good places to check out between Amarillo and Abilene I would love to here from you. Just e-mail me. Thanks. |
| Name: | Narsi |
| E-mail address: | ecacofonix@gmail.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.granitesource.in |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Well, this is not about paranormal activity in Texas, but in a city calle Chennai down south in India, and hence I am not sure if it is appropriate to post here...
To cut a long sroty short, there have been funny sightings and interesting stories that border on the paranormal out here, but well, folks put it down to bad eyesight or bad hearing, Hmmph... It is good to see a site for such phenomena for Texas All the best Rgds NS |
| Name: | Betty Heitsch |
| E-mail address: | cbheitsch1@olypen.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This Old Senior needs help. I have an OLD oak marble top printers desk (THAT OLD NEWSPAPER PRINTERS USED) HAMNILTON, MADE IN TWO RIVERS, WIS.
WE SENIORS ARE LOOKING FOR A BUYER AND ARE ACCEPTING BIDS ON IT. CALL 512-332-0465 OR E MAIL -cbheitsch1@olypen.com Thank for your help. Betty. |
| Name: | serene |
| E-mail address: | sereneroot@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This happened in my parents house, where the lady that once owned it died of a heart attack. My mother would always tell us that when we were kids and went to school, she was alone watching t.v she would hear the windows crashing and the pots and pans falling on the floor. She of course would dismiss it and would ask out loud if "she" would like a candle lit. Every year my mother has lit a candle for "her" and no occurrences would happen to her. One day I had dropped my daughter at school and went to my parents house. My mother was asleep and I decided to take a nap as well. Well all of a sudden I heard the front door open thinking it was one of my brothers, I heard the footsteps from the door to the kitchen. I called out his name but no answer, then at the end of the bed i felt the bed nudge as if someone or something was moving the bed. I looked over to see if my mother was trying to get up but she was sound asleep. I peeked from under the covers at the edge of the bed then it suddenly stopped, nobody around. When I told my mother she said it was the old lady just letting us know she was there. I had never experienced something like that and always dismissed what my mom was saying back then about the previous owner. |
| Name: | tina gallo |
| E-mail address: | tinagallo@sbcglobal.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My Aunt Matt( short for Matilda) lived in Galveston during the 1900 Storm. Shortly after the storm she became pregnant with her first child, a son. As they did not perform C-sections then as now, the doctors gave her husband a choice , her or the child. He picked her. As a result the baby was taken piece by piece from her. She never had any more children after that. I found her dead Thanksgiving morning 1961. After I became married she would come to me if I were to have a miscarriage , there were 5. When I became pregnant with my 2 girls she came to me and smiled |
| Name: | Josh |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | BOB MARLEY Music SUCKS! |
| Name: | amy livette |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | this site is total crap,absoutely unbelivable,and totally unimportant,can't believe people actually think up this stuff.YEA RIGHT ,BOB MARLEY VISITED MY ROOM .....GET REAL......THATS WHAT THE USE OF DRUGS EXCESSIVELY DOES!DUH. THE SIMPLE CURE IS A HOT BATH AND A FEW HEAD PILL. |
| Name: | Emily |
| E-mail address: | venus_Envy08@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I have been at my current job for aprox. six months. The office I work in is in a a very old part of town, and the structure itself is also old. Ever since I began working here I have felt strange things, electricity in the air, that feeling of eyes on you. So I decided to investigate the history of my building. I could not find much information on the address itself, but did discover that in 1796 the entire 300 block of Main Street (which we are on) burned to the ground one night. I could not find any information stating deaths and or injuries in this fire, for all I know there were none. However it was said that when the town rebuilt they did so in brick, the same exposed brick I see on my wall as I write this. This brick has been standing since that fire. Anyway, after becoming frustrated that I couldnt get much information on the actual building, I got caught up in work and more or less tried to blow it off. Then I started noticing strange things. Sounds of someone walking around, when I am the only one present. Sounds of keys jingling. Dimmer switches for lights going all the way down for no reason and then all the way back up. Doors turning up shut when I wasnt around to shut them. Doors opening back up after I tried to shut them. Earlier this week I was away from my desk and heard a crash, came back to find my waterbottle has been knocked over, it's contents soaking my paperwork. I had been nowhere near it at the time, neither had anything else. Some things will not be there when you go to look for them and then there 5 minutes later. I tried to tell myself that I was just scaring myself, and hearing things, until last Friday. I was walking down the hallway to the conference room at the end of the hall, I reached out to open the door (which has a glass panel in the center of it) and as I looked up from the doorknob while the door swung open, I saw a man, slightly taller than I am, standing right behind me. Most of his face was obscured by my head and it happened so fast I questioned whether or not it had just been my imagination. Well, I had never dealt with anything like this before so I asked my husband to come give me his opinion, telling him no specifics so he wouldn't be influenced. He said he felt an intense pressure, especailly in the back hall near the back door, (I have also felt this, it feels like someone doesnt want you to leave). He also saw something move from one side of the room to the other while he was walking past an office. I am not sure what do about this presence, should I try to talk to it? Should I ignore it? Should I cleanse the area? I am literally clueless when it comes to this kind of thing. I am one of two people that works in this building at any given time, and I uaully spend most of my time here alone. I would really like to know what to do so I can be comfortable sharing space with this energy. |
| Name: | milbrey |
| E-mail address: | milbreyz@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I lived in the counrty when i was about ten years old,outside ft,worth texas,it was a cow farm,one night my two sisters and i were going to sleep ,we all three slept in one bed,i was the oldest, we were falling asleep i felt something fall on the foot of the bed,then i felt it moving, it was not windy out,so i throught it could be a tranular, so i raised up a little to look and see, and i saw a long hand crawling with the fingers, toward us!i woke up one of my sisters and she saw it too, we both covered our heads and started scremming, our dad came running in and he didn't find it, the hand has droped of the bed right before he came in. we told him about it, my dad told the owners about it the next day, he knew of it and hoped that it wouldn;t bother us, of couse we moved from there soon after! |
| Name: | milbrey |
| E-mail address: | milbreyz@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I lived in the counrty when i was about ten years old,outside ft,worth texas,it was a cow farm,one night my two sisters and i were going to sleep ,we all three slept in one bed,i was the oldest, we were falling asleep i felt something fall on the foot of the bed,then i felt it moving, it was not windy out,so i throught it could be a tranular, so i raised up a little to look and see, and i saw a long hand crawling with the fingers, toward us!i woke up one of my sisters and she saw it too, we both covered our heads and started scremming, our dad came running in and he didn't find it, the hand has droped of the bed right before he came in. we told him about it, my dad told the owners about it the next day, he knew of it and hoped that it wouldn;t bother us, of couse we moved from there soon after! |
| Name: | Amanda |
| E-mail address: | ami2gd4you@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I just moved to Houston, Tx. I was wanting to know if there were any houses or places to go to that are haunted. I've seen and felt the presence of ghost, but I would like to go somewhere that will scare the Hell out of me. |
| Name: | Rory Laubscher |
| E-mail address: | rorytech@gmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I was working in the building adjacent to the Old Jefferson Davis Hospital. It was about 11:30 to 12:00 noon. I was interviewing a probationer when I heard a woman walking down the hall. Nothing peculiar about it except that she kept walking and walking and walking and the sound of her walk never diminished with distance. I was wondering to myself was she going up the stairs or out the door. It wasn't until after my interview with the probationer that I realized that I had just experienced something paranormal. Recalling the sound, it was a echoing sound of a woman walking on tile floor with possible high heals. Others who have worked there have reported seeing, hearing and smelling paranormal things. |
| Name: | Chuckie |
| E-mail address: | Ghostrgay@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | WHERE IN THE FUCK IS MY TRUE ALIEN STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I NEED TO REPOST IT SO MORE PPL CAN READ IT ALRIGHT AND I WANT IT CUZ IT WON THE NOBLE PRIZE.
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| Name: | JP |
| E-mail address: | guynamedjohnpaul@sbcglobal.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | my friends and i went out last halloween (2004) to go ghost hunting or whatever. Baytown, TX had this old school..Wooster School House...Field trips were usually spent there in 4th grade. We decided to check out. Upon arriving, we checked the place out. We weren't having much luck, until my friend was walking back to the car and told us to shut up. So we did...and we heard 2 girls screaming and chains being dragged. We felt like we had to stay. So we walked around back, and looked up. There was a window at the top. I had the flashlight, Kent had the camera, and Rachel was holding onto me. The light went on the window, and a face was staring back at us. It happened in a matter of a few seconds. The curtain was being held back and then dropped...but not before Kent got a picture. When we got it on the computer...all you could see was a white, orbish thing right where we saw the face. Email me and i'll let you see it! |
| Name: | margie chapa |
| E-mail address: | mchapa@elisd.org |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | my family and I went to san antonio texas for vacation. we went to the tracks because my youngest son was very curious. we put our car behind the tracks and within a matter of seconds our car was rolling down the small hill. we were amazed and thrill! we found fingerprints among other things. we tool pictures and got them out today... on them, we saw faces, initials and stuff we didn;t see before. wow! what an experience!!! |
| Name: | Jennifer |
| E-mail address: | Sweetnsourtxchic@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | this is an awsome site but you need a spell checker because these people can't spell worth a crap |
| Name: | jennifer |
| E-mail address: | sweetnsourtxchic@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This is a great site but you need a spell checker cuz most of these people can't spell worth a crap |
| Name: | Leilani Barratt |
| E-mail address: | leilani.barratt@tesco.net |
| Name: | Brandi |
| E-mail address: | brandi.baize@navy.mil |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I grew up in West Texas in a little town called Sonora. We would go camping at the river in Camp Allison. One night we were there, and we heard a womans voice calling for her children. We got up to go see if she needed any help finding them. As soon as we got outside we saw a red lantern light floating in the air but no one was holding it. Turned out that it was the spirit that walks up and down the river beds in central and west Texas calling her children that had drown many years ago. After the drown she hung her self from a treen in their front yard. They called her La Llerona |
| Name: | R. |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I came across this site while searching for some proof that a person by the name of Frank Osborne (Osbourne?) ever had any connection with a property on the 800 block of Haynes Ave., Ft. Worth TX, 76103 (I think it's known as "S. Haynes Ave.", now). If so, it would have been between 1880? and 1926? I'm no longer sure about the dates.
After searching some geneology databases and web sites related to Fort Worth history and vital statistics, I've had no luck so far placing any person or family by this name at this location during this time period. I also can't seem to find a site that can help me with info about the house itself without charging me $ or requiring a personal visit to the Ft. Worth Library (I live in another part of the country now). I thought I'd be more likely to get some info here than on a geneology site because this all stems from a dream I once had when I was about 5 or 6: I had a vivid dream of being in the back yard of that house (I lived there from birth to about 9yrs. old). The yard looked exactly as it did in reality, except that in the dream, there were two headstones by one of the pecan trees in the yard. They were side by side; the first stone said: Frank Osborne (Osboune?) 18(80?)-19(26?) I can't remember the name of the other guy next to him or the months/dates on the stones anymore. To my knowledge I'd never met or even heard of these names before, so I tried to blow it off as just an unusual dream until just a few years ago. During a phone conversation with my sister, I found out she'd once had that same dream as a kid, too. She'd also blown it off as nothing, and never said anything to me about it until we started reminiscing on the phone about the house we grew up in. Unfortunately though, she can't remember any more of her dream than I can of mine. Not as exciting to read about as an actual encounter, I know, but that's all I've got. I know this site isn't about dreams *or*geneology, but I don't have the resources to do any heavy-duty researching, and hoped someone reading this might have some info on him (or the area). I'm not sure when the house was built, but possibly dates to around the early 1920's. If anyone could give some help on this, or has info on other websites to visit, please post it on this Dreambook; I'll check this site often. I'd love to put this to rest one way or the other. Thanks! |
| Name: | test |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | test |
| Name: | Melissa Juarez |
| E-mail address: | pink_78666b@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Here goes my ghost story. I have no choice but to believe in ghost because of an experience i encountered when i was about 8 yrs old. I woke up needing to go to the bathroom and i always woke up my mom just to let her know. Well, on this one night i walked down the hall to wake her just to let her know i was going to go to the restroom when she didnt wake up. I decided to just go back to sleep as I always did when she didnt wake up. As I left her room and back down my hallway a small dark,dirty little boy I believe grabbed me by my waist and didnt let go until i screamed like any other little girl would. As soon as i screamed whoever he or maybe she was let me go and i ran into my room. My mother awoke and ran to my room asking what was wrong. After I told her what happened, she searched our house and found nothing. My dad had thought maybe I slept walked that night but sleepwalkers dont remember what they do. I remember till this day. I still dont have any clue what grabbed me either. Scary, huh? |
| Name: | cripp creeper |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | hey waz up cuz eastside |
| Name: | Darth vader |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Do you believe in ghost stories? were do you believe people go when they die? Some super natural things have been occuring in my neghibor's house i see lights in their back yard when i know they are all in the house. i hear spooky voices speaking in other languages its weird... |
| Name: | darth vader |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My friend brady and were at our friends house we heard moaning up stairs! we thought it was just ryan messing with us but he was in the basment. we slowly went up to the atick tured on the light we saw... it a blue light coming from the window! just as quick as we saw it disapperad |
| Name: | psychochixmom |
| E-mail address: | psychochixmom@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Love to go graveyard stompin' and ghost huntin'...only problem is been and done all we know...need help finding sites in and around Montgomery County...any ideas?
Thanks!!! |
| Name: | Selena |
| E-mail address: | Lewisselena@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Hi, my name is selena and i have been seeing ghost since age 11. My story takes place at Spring Shadows Place retirement home. I was working as a security officer late one night when the supervisor stop by and ask that I call her when i needed a bathroom break. I thought to my self, "why would i tell someone when i need to go!". Well, I wished i would have. It was around three a.m. when mothernature called. I proceeded to enter the gameroom and locked the door behind me. The restroom is actually located in the back of the library so i went in locking that door as well. While in the restroom i begin to hear whispers on the other side of the door. At that moment i froze. As i grabed my radio to call for help the door started to shake violently. I push the door to keep it closed. As my hands were pushing the door inward I begin to feel it pushing back. Now hears the creepy part! The door actually bent in the middle creating a large bubble. At that time my dispatcher's voice came over the radio and the event stop.
I notified my supervisor about the event and she decided to hang out with me and make some patrols. While Capt. Vela and myself walked the back of the property, we started hearing footstep in the grass behind the home. As we sped up, so did the footsteps. Soon we were running as fast as our feets would allow and the footsteps were right on the side of us. Let's just say, I never worked that property again. I hear that two officers patrol that property at a time now. All whom have worked at this location have reported sightings and strange smells. For more info. on the property just email me. |
| Name: | unknown |
| E-mail address: | lil_chevy_chick89@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Hi i went to San Antonio about 2 weeks ago and i was wandering if anyone has ever heard of ths place where i think it's where these little kids died on a bus crash and supposebly on the train tracks and they told me if your car dies or you turn it off and put powder on your window that the little kids hand prints will eventually start appearing on your window i thought that was very interesting and i wanted to share it with everyone else. |
| Name: | Yolanda |
| E-mail address: | antihero496@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I happened upon this site not too long ago, and after reading everybody's experiences, i've decided to share my own. I live in San Antonio's southwest side with my family, and our house isn't too old (probably built around the late 70's or early 80's) and our neighborhood used to house a lot of retired army vets and other people that worked at the air force base that's nearby. Anyway, enough of that. The first time i ever experienced anything in my house, was about two years after we had moved in. i was about 8 yrs old and when i was walking in the hallway to the living room, i noticed a dark figure in the corner of my eye walking into my parents room. my 2nd experience was when i was about 10 yrs old. i was asleep in my room and i could hear what sounded like a baby crying underneath my bed. I've experienced a lot of things in my room, from feeling someone sitting on my bed to someone stroking my hair. Another wierd thing about my room is that when i was about 11 or so, my sister and my cousin got a glow in the dark crayon and started drawing stuff on my walls to scar me since i scare pretty easily. When i saw these things, i got a rag and cleaned my wall VERY thoroughly, and shortly after that my walls were painted, yet still, i see streaks of the glow in the dark crayon, and from time to time, the streaks seem to change shape. it freaks me out cuz we must have used like 2 layers of paint, and it's also lead-based, and that should have completely covered whatever was left of the crayon. things kind of quieted down until after we got our computer in 2001. whenever we were sitting at the computer desk, which is located in my brothers room, and the door to my brother's room was open, we could see a white cat running in the hallway from the corner of our eye, regardless if we were using the computer or not. (what makes this even wierder is that the people that lived in our house before we did had a bunch of white cats, and they were all in what is now my room, which is right next to my brother's room.) i also hear footsteps in the hallway late at night, but i would usually dismiss it as my mind playing tricks on me. I was still a little scared and later my suspiciions were validated when my dad had an experience of his own. He said that when he was falling asleep, he could hear someone walking very slowly in the hallway, and it sounded like if they were dragging their feet, which is what my grandfather( my dad's father) would do when he was alive. he heard the footsteps going into the hallway and into his room (mind you, the door to my parents room is always locked) and stop right in front of my dad's side of the bed. my dad said he tried to reach out and touch whatever was standing there, but he said that he couldn't move and after a little while he opened his eyes and there was nothing there. after that things went back to normal until about a week ago. me and my sister were in my room, talking when all of a sudden we could hear footsteps in the hallway. i started hyperventilating and my sister told me to calm down and i told her to open the door and see what it was. she went to grab the doorknob and when she barely touched it, the door closed firmly by itself. That's about it for now, if anything else happens , I'll be sure to post it! |
| Name: | Brent |
| E-mail address: | tomcoug911@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | i live in tomball texas and decided recently to start ghost hunting well on my 3rd night of my new hobby, i have seen what i believe to be a full body apparition. me and my friends decided to go to this cemetary which has been shown in the houston chronicle recently to be the 10th most haunted place in texas, so we went there with camera's and flashlights ready to try and contact someome. After seeing what we believe to be orbs moving towards a certain spot, i walked closer to it and saw what i believe was the outline of a man sitting on top of a gravestone, i thought it could be an angel statue on top but when i turned the flashlight towards that area. there was nothing there. i wasnt scared, but i feel i made a leap in my personal ghost hunting hobby |
| Name: | carrie |
| E-mail address: | cwimberley3@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This may not be the right place to share this story but here goes anyway. This story is about my Grandmother. She past away in October,2004. Let me briefly tell you a little bit about her. She was a devoted wife,mother,granddmother, and most importantly christian. She never judged a soul,would speak her mind and was always open-minded. My mother was her primary care-taker from the time my Grandfather died in August,2000 until the very minute she died. Needless to say, after my "Ma" passed on my mother was devastated and lost. Then on Christmas Eve my mother recieved a phone call from a long time friend named Sandy.She wanted to know if she could come and see my mother. Well of course my mother agreed. And when she arrived she was carrying a gift bag. She went inside with bag in tote, but hesitated to give it to my mother. After making small talk for about 45 minutes,Sandy who I might add did not believe in the after life began to tear up. Then told my mother of the events that proceeded this visit.
While shopping one day she said that she had a strong almost overwhelming need to go to the material department.Upon arriving there she went directly to a specific material and picked it up,after reasoning with herself for a few minutes she put it back on the shelf and went home.That night she was visited in her dreams by my grandmother who was aggrevated with her although she did not understand why. The following few times she went shopping she found herself holding the same material as before. Finally one night my grandmother made it clear to her what she wanted. She was to make my mother a blanket for Christmas. Sandy went back to the very same store and looked for the material that she had so many times held in her hands to her avail it was no longer there and upon asking the saleperson to her suprise the material had never been on the shelves in that particular store. So, Sandy went on a hunt for the material finally finding a simular one about 150 miles from home. She made the blanket and pondered on how to tell my mother about the signifigance of it. The night before she was to take it to my mother she was again visited by my grandmother, this time she was very pleased and asked if she would tell my mother that every time she wrapped herself in this blanket that Ma(moms mother) was hugging her. My mother was very deeply moved by the story she had just heard,then she took the blanket out of the bag and to her amazement it had red birds on it. That was the clencher for my mother because you see, my grandmother had collected red bird figurines all of her life although unknown to Sandy. That night Sandy had another visit by Ma, this time it was different than the times before. My grandmother was waltzing with my grandfather and just winked at her as my grandfather twirled her around the floor. She called my mother the next day and told her about what she had seen that night. Again to my mothers astonishment she relayed the events that occurred hours before my grandmothers passing. Ma had asked my mother to play the song that she and my grandfather had waltzed to some 40 years before. My grandmother is indeed as strong in death as she was in life. My mother has sense been able to deal with her mothers death with the knowledge that even in death she will always be there for her. |
| Name: | carrie |
| E-mail address: | cwimberley3@aol.com |
| Name: | Frances |
| E-mail address: | blueeyedcowgirl1970@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My parents lived at a house in Waller County, Texas that was said to be haunted by it's previous owner. Apparently the old owner, an older woman, had died of cancer in the house. The house was set up a little different because of an add on. The living room was in the back of the house looking out on a pond and the bedrooms and bathrooms were at the front of the house. My mom had told me the story when they first moved into the house and I really didn't pay much attention to the story. Well, one night I got to meet the previous owner. I was sitting in the Living room with my Parents, Husband and Son when I saw a figure walking from the bedroom to the bathroom. No other person was in the house when this occured. I was very startled and turned to my mom and she siad "You saw her didn't you? She's just taking her evening walk." My Husband and Brother had seen her on several occasions as well. My Parents had also said that the lights would flicker on and off but never short out. And the back bathroom next to the Living room was always cold and had a very strange feeling. |
| Name: | Norma |
| E-mail address: | nozenna@yahoo.com |
| Name: | CYANOSPHERE |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Thanks!:) |
| Name: | Ian McCormack |
| E-mail address: | templar450@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | i had a first not really a sighting but a voice a year ago, my grandfather passed away a few years ago, he died of lung cancer, i was sitting in my bedroom in austin with my radio on. i was just listening and i didnt like the song that was on, and i had read about EVP before and i thought it might be fun to try it out. i switched to an undefined channel, turned the volume low, and turned my tape recorder on. i quietly asked "is anyone out there?" i waited a moment and i heard a young woman say "yes" i sort of freaked. but i continued "i am looking for someone, what is your name?" "shirley" i asked "shirley, do you know of a byron keifer?" she said to hold on. a few minutes later i heard "hello" it was very very low, he was very weak when he died. i asked "is this byron?" "yes, and this is?" "ian your grandson, would you like to hear your daughters voice?" "yes" i got my mom and she just shook her head in disbeleif, she couldnt hear a thing. i said goodbye and stopped the tape. it was quite nice talking to him. my mom was angry at me for telling her that i was speaking to her father. i couldnt figure out how to cocvert the tape tape to digital so i could put it on computer. its probably just rotting in the garage somewhere |
| Name: | victoria lerma |
| E-mail address: | gabi_angel11@yahoo.com |
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| Name: | Emi Sischo |
| E-mail address: | horselover5554@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | There are alot of spirits in my house, but I will tell you about 3 experinces. The first one is when I was in my room all alone and a little girl was standing in the corner with her head tilted down alittle. She was there for about 10 seconds. The second experince was when I was going in the bathroom I happend to look in the bathtub and I saw ghostly feet bound with wire. The third experince was when I was alone in my house and I turned off my computer and the tv was off also. I looked in the screen of the computer (the tv was directly behind me) and I saw that litle girl stare at me when she walked in front of the tv. Well that is all I am going to tell you for right now. To here more please contact me at horselover5554@yahoo.com |
| Name: | jennifer palacios |
| E-mail address: | dreamgirl123@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | hi
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| Name: | Rick |
| E-mail address: | rickyolivares27@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Hello everyone out there, I wanted to share my story with everyone out there. I worked for a mental health facilty in Laredo. One night I was working the graveyard shift in a group home were a patient often would talk with someone named George. George was a playful spirit because he would turn on and off lights, tv's and open doors or close them. One night as I was mentioning I was checking up on this patient because I could hear her fighting with someone of course the only voice I could hear was hers. So I walked into her room to see what was going on and she stopped talking to George. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that George had a new friend and her friend wasn't being nice to her. I told her to stop making up stories and go to bed. She told me that George was standing behind me and I turn around playfully and told George to go to sleep. I left the room and went into the office to begin filling out shift reports. Around three that mourning I heard someone move very fast though the hallway. As soon as I heard that noise I checked who it was because no one in that building could walk. The clients in that group home were all wheel chair bound. So as I was walking back to the office I saw a huge shadow on the mirror on the wall facing that clients room. I counldn't believe my eyes so I checked up on the patient no one was the room with her. Thats when I turn all the the lights in the building. But that wasn't it the blinds on the window next the office began to move as if someone was running their figure up and down. The next mouring the incoming staff found me in front of the building I didn't want to go in the building anymore. I explained what had happen that night to other staff and everyone had something to say about George. I never went back to work at that group home again. |
| Name: | gustavo alvarez |
| E-mail address: | eltavo67@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | HI. VERY SOON I'M VISITING EL PASO TX. I NEED INFORMATION OF HAUNTED PLACES CLOSE TO CIUDAD JUAREZ. I MEAN, CLOSE TO THE BORDER. I'M FROM SAN DIEGO. THANKS. |
| Name: | Annonomous |
| E-mail address: | yourname@aol.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.lfcisd.net/lfhs |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Los Fresnos,TX-a small town on the way to the nation wide known "South Padre Island".Los Fresnos is home of the Mighty Falcons!!!So, down to my scary experience...It occured last year October 13 when I was at Los Fresnos High School picking up my sister from cheerleading practice, I got off went into the gym and asked her if she was done practicing, but she wasn't, so i headed off to the weight room, and lifted weights for about 8 minutes, then I noticed a guy weighing himself on the scale(a manual scale-like at a doctor
s office) and asked him who he was, he just looked at me with a blank face, and turned(I had never seen him before, and I knew the whole weight-lifting team..he wasn't familiar) When he turned back he was staring at the scale, I decided to let him be and right when I was about to start working out again, my weightlifing coach comes in and asked me what I was still doing there, and that everyone in the whole school had left(with the exception of the cheerleaders in the gym) I asked him who was that guy weighing himself on the scale earlier, he said that no one had been in the entire hallway for 45 minutes.I told him to check the scale if he was in dis-belief.He did and told me that the scale is at zero,(the scale is usally at the weight of the weightlifte who got weighted last. So being at zero was odd. The coach believed me about what happened, cause he said that "George" was a power lifter at my school who passed away years ago and was always dissapoined with never being in the weight dividion that he wanted to be in.From then on I just wait for my sister to finish cheer practice in the gym with all the rest of the Falcon cheerleaders...where it's safe..I hope. |
| Name: | Annonomous |
| E-mail address: | yourname@aol.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.lfcisd.net/lfhs |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Los Fresnos,TX-a small town on the way to the nation wide known "South Padre Island".Los Fresnos is home of the Mighty Falcons!!!So, down to my scary experience...It occured last year October 13 when I was at Los Fresnos High School picking up my sister from cheerleading practice, I got off went into the gym and asked her if she was done practicing, but she wasn't, so i headed off to the weight room, and lifted weights for about 8 minutes, then I noticed a guy weighing himself on the scale(a manual scale-like at a doctor
s office) and asked him who he was, he just looked at me with a blank face, and turned(I had never seen him before, and I knew the whole weight-lifting team..he wasn't familiar) When he turned back he was staring at the scale, I decided to let him be and right when I was about to start working out again, my weightlifing coach comes in and asked me what I was still doing there, and that everyone in the whole school had left(with the exception of the cheerleaders in the gym) I asked him who was that guy weighing himself on the scale earlier, he said that no one had been in the entire hallway for 45 minutes.I told him to check the scale if he was in dis-belief.He did and told me that the scale is at zero,(the scale is usally at the weight of the weightlifte who got weighted last. So being at zero was odd. The coach believed me about what happened, cause he said that "George" was a power lifter at my school who passed away years ago and was always dissapoined with never being in the weight dividion that he wanted to be in.From then on I just wait for my sister to finish cheer practice in the gym with all the rest of the Falcon cheerleaders...where it's safe..I hope. |
| Name: | Victor Mendoza |
| E-mail address: | gzjphx@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | This is of a paranormal experience I had in The Old Red Rock Cemetary, in Red Rock, Texas. The old cemetary is across from the new Red Rock Cemetary. But it is hidden through a very dark road with absolutely no lights. The cemetary itself is dark. Pitch Black. The only light we had was from the car. So anyways, Me and a few buddys decide to have some fun one night in we were in Red Rock. At the time, I was new to Texas, so I had no idea what my buddy was talking about when he said, "We should all go to the Old Cemetary." It was late at night. Maybe 2 or 3am. We drove to the dark graveyard. As soon as I stepped out the car, I could feel a million bad vibes overcome myself. we walked in the gate, and decided to walk around the cemetary for a minute and see what happens. We left the car on, headlights and all. No one was in the car. As soon as we got halfway in, the car completely shuts off. There was no reason for it, I filled up the gas tank before we drove there, there was new oil in the engine, the engine was brand new, not a damn thing was wrong with the car. it completely shut off. That scared the hell out of us. we decided to keep walking around the cemetary, we were already there, so we might as well. My buddy who was walking behind everybody, kept telling us, "Someone's walking behind me!." Dude was freaked out of his mind, he made a face like when you get drunk off your behind one night and you wake up next to shamu in a thong telling you how good it was. Not a pretty sight to see. This guy was scared out of his mind. To tell the truth, I was too. At that point, we decided to take a few pictures, and go home, while hoping and praying to God that the car would start again. My buddy took out a digital camera, and started snapping all of us around the cemetary, then we left. Thankfully the car started. As we got back to my house(I live in Austin, not far from Red Rock), we were looking at his camera to see what we caught. You will not believe the pictures we took!!!! There was a picture of me standing next to a headstone, right behind me is a old witch looking woman. I swear to God, this was one scary looking lady. It freaked me out when I first saw the picture. He got so many ghosts on his digital camera, it was amazing. Ghosts of little kids, old men, old women, dogs, cowboys, pirates, everything semmingly died here. Unfortunatley, 3 days after the cemetary expierience, my buddy who owned the digital camera, his house burned down one night. He got away unhurt, but all of his possessions were destroyed. including the camera and the pictures he printed off it. Everyone who reads this, let me tell you, The Old Red Rock Cemetary is no joke! It is a very haunted place, and the spirits who reside are both shy and dangerous. Anyone who would like to accompany me to Red Rock Cemetary, anyone who isn't afraid to have the sh*t scared out of them, conatct me through e-mail at lowrider_topdawg@yahoo.com, or gzjphx@yahoo.com. I will take anyone right to it. Definetely the most haunted place in Central Texas. |
| Name: | holly and Lucy |
| E-mail address: | hollycy@comcast.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | One night, around 1:30 am, a man broke into our house and murdered my twin brother who was 12 years of age. What difered me and my brother was that he had downsyndrom. My mother tried to stop the odd looking man but he hit her in the back of the neck with a pipe that was on the floor(our house was under construction). At this time I was hiding in the closet looking through the cracks when my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I could not see for about 30 seconds. When I could finally see again, my brother was in front of me and we were standing in an unfamiliar place, when my brother said to me, " I love you, Grandpa is taking care of me now, yournot meant to die yet I'm sending you back". At this point he was cured from downsyndrom and I was sent back to my body. When I emurged from the closet, the man who murdered my brother had gone and my mother was dead as well. I then ran to the nearest neighbors house where I found comfort and help. I still live in that house to this day, and when ever I go from my house to the neighbors, I see my brother and grandpa holding hands. What questions me to this day, is, where is my mother and why is she not with my brother or grandpa? |
| Name: | holly and Lucy |
| E-mail address: | hollycy@comcast.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | One night, around 1:30 am, a man broke into our house and murdered my twin brother who was 12 years of age. What difered me and my brother was that he had downsyndrom. My mother tried to stop the odd looking man but he hit her in the back of the neck with a pipe that was on the floor(our house was under construction). At this time I was hiding in the closet looking through the cracks when my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I could not see for about 30 seconds. When I could finally see again, my brother was in front of me and we were standing in an unfamiliar place, when my brother said to me, " I love you, Grandpa is taking care of me now, yournot meant to die yet I'm sending you back". At this point he was cured from downsyndrom and I was sent back to my body. When I emurged from the closet, the man who murdered my brother had gone and my mother was dead as well. I then ran to the nearest neighbors house where I found comfort and help. I still live in that house to this day, and when ever I go from my house to the neighbors, I see my brother and grandpa holding hands. What questions me to this day, is, where is my mother and why is she not with my brother or grandpa? |
| Name: | La Llorana |
| Name: | La Llorana |
| Name: | La Llorana |
| Name: | Tina |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I am a little shy about sharing, so I don't want to give too much information. Especially since my experience happened a long time ago.
It is really a simple little story - I had a sudden urge to get away from Flag Pole Hill. Dog began barking frantically. I felt a spirit in the wind (not trying to sound like Pocahantas) but - that is the only way I know to describe the feeling. It was a uneasy spirit. This was way back in the eighties, and I am facinated to see Flag Pole Hill as a submission, though I haven't read the stories yet. I wanted to see how much I could remember about my experience before I read them. I can only say I had a strange "priminition" that some sacrifices may have been done there, and possible some satanic activity. A possible rape. I was alone when I went there (daytimee) Later that night, a rainstorm hit and trees were uprooted. Like a mini tornado went through - not too long after my panic attack. I remember talking to my dog, telling her it's ok - we are leaving. We are going now. After that, (after the night) trees were everywhere. I don't remember the exact date. It was the eighties. That's all I know. My dog was barking nervously, we left, and shortly after the experience, a storm uprooted trees. I will now go see what stories are out there about Flag Pole Hill, and compare them to what I wrote. |
| Name: | Dan Reeves |
| E-mail address: | jpodreeves@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I live in Pineland, Tx and own a house that I feel is definitely haunted. We bought the place in 1997, a first home. Its a small woodframe house, was built approx 75 to 85 years ago. We've had several occurances, ranging from footsteps being heard, feeling someone sit down on the bed at night and there be no one there to a full aparation of a women I saw one night. Have also heard music in the house at night, when no radio was on. We've never felt threatened or afraid. We no longer live in the house now, are renting it out and the tenant has also reported odd sounds at night, and footsteps. |
| Name: | unknown???? |
| E-mail address: | Soccerfreakcat04@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | It was in El Pasos Finest Eastwood High School when The civil war Was going there was This cannon That Was used in the war A man had Died on it. Then a few Yrs later they had said if we give you this cannon of the civl War that you will have to display it in the Fourier . So the gave it to them and Know it sits there Fourier Pepole say that He Haunts The School. The Tropper Of Eastwood High School !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
| Name: | unknown???? |
| E-mail address: | Soccerfreakcat04@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | It was in El Pasos Finest Eastwood High School when The civil war Was going there was This cannon That Was used in the war A man had Died on it. Then a few Yrs later they had said if we give you this cannon of the civl War that you will have to display it in the Fourier .So the gave it to them and Know it sits there Fourier Pepole say that He Haunts The School. The Tropper Of Eastwood High School !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
| Name: | jagex |
| E-mail address: | bears22@comcast.net |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.runescape.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | jagex |
| Name: | jagex |
| E-mail address: | bears22@comcast.net |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.runescape.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | jagex |
| Name: | Mary Flores |
| E-mail address: | glasshouseone@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | first experience in Puruandiro, Michoacan Mexico, 1974; two days in a row. saw a women gray figure cross my patio. horses jumping, fawns tails up and dogs howling. one of my maids turned white and she was very dark complected after I had sent her to see what was who I tought was my cook with the mandado. women had a message for my children, with her no skined fingor not to play under the lemon tree, later treasure was found by my x husband while I had come to the states with my three children scared. I was awy for three months. on my return to Mexico the first night sleeping next to my husband I felt pressure as if a big block of cement was on me, I opened my eyes only to see a dark figure with green eyes starring at me, I tried to grab my husband but I was paralized. all I could think of doing was sware in english and spanish, I had never used foul language before and after saying what ever I could think of a black cat screamed as it ran across the roof of my patio. second experience same town and house built over the river, late at night in pain sat on my door step waiting for help, not knowing I was loosing one of my twins I heard a women crying "Ah mis hijos", the next morning I lost the second twin, 1973. third experience 1975 I was in a near death car accident, my grandfather that I was very close to had been deceaced for at least 10 years came for me, waiving his hands to come with him. I know I had gotten out of the car to pee but fell to the ground feeling no pain while I spoke to my grandfather. was not even bleeding from my tonge that almost came off. I told him no because I had to take care of ny children since I was getting a divorce and now lived in Michigan with mychildren and parents, again I continued to crawl then fell agin with no pain my grandfather appeared. after saying no again I looked for the other two passengers they were better off than me but drunk ( I did not drink as a driver for them)the police finally arrived and I was now in the driver's seat. stearing wheel and bucket seat had me trapped. police said there was no way I could have gotten out of the car but the proof was a piece of gum with part of my tooth on the ground where I had fallen twice. my parents had gone to the site the next day and my mother found the gum. Mary V Flores |
| Name: | kyle |
| E-mail address: | cjkk@sbcglobal.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I've never believed in "ghosts" growing up, but have gotten strange sensations while in my room in particular. A couple of months ago while i was sleeping, i snapped awake from a dead sleep and saw a thick mist, or smoke cloud right in my face. It quickly rose up and dispersed.
That experienve kind of freaked me out, so i prayed over my room and now sleep with my bible open to Psalms 91. Sinve then, i've seen a vague mist from time to time until yesterday. I was asleep in my bed, and i had what seemed to be a dream. I was in a a room a little different than mine and a man was standing to my right, leaning up against the wall about where the inside of my closet is. He was a misty figure looking like he has been waiting here for a long time, just staring at me. then he looked to about where the foot of my bed is, I looked there too and saw his face pasted in the wall looking at where he had been standing. The face then morphed into raging flames that i couldnt look away from. I woke from the flames to find my whole bed covered in the mist/smoke cloud. I don't know what this means, but i found this site after that experience. I now believe it may be ghosts since so many people have encountered similar situations. I only wish i knew what he could want. |
| Name: | Stephanie |
| E-mail address: | stephanieb2153@msn.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Wanted to mention my experience. My husband, and daughter who was 17 at the time were renting an older frame home in a small central Texas town east of Austin and had several strange happenings. We noticed cold spots in the house, curtains blowing when there was no wind outside,and on one occasion, a very bright orb moving slowly through the attached garage at night, (family friends were present and noticed it also), and on numerous occasions felt a presence as if we werent the only ones in the home. The strangest of all was when my 4 year old stepson wanted to take a picture with our digital camera, my husband and I and my stepdaughter and step son were in the master bedroom off of the kitchen, and no-one else was present in the house, he took the camera and pointing in the kitchen took a picture, it wasnt until a week later when my husband was downloading the pics on the computer that we noticed a misty figure in the picture that my stepson had taken. You could clearly distinguish the shape of a man wearing boots, his legs abdomen and chest were very clear, but no face or head was seen. Unfortunalty our computer crashed and the picture was lost but not before it had been shown to several of our friends who also saw the apparition. My husband had given me a mylar balloon for valentines day that said "I love you" on it, and after it had mostly deflated and was unable to "float" it generally stayed on the floor in the master bedroom. One night when my stepchildren were staying over (ages 3 and 4 at the time) my stepson was having a bad dream and was crying out in his sleep, when my husband went in the other room to check on him, the balloon was in the air above his son, (remember that there was not sufficient helium in the ballon for it to be so high), thinking the kids must have been playing with it he brought it back into our room and placed it back on the floor, we were lying in bed watching television after that because we couldnt go back to sleep and all of a sudden the balloon rose from the floor and floated at ceiling level back into the room where the children were sleeping, we lay in bed watching it and attributed it to our resident "ghost". My 17 year old daughter had an exprience with the balloon one day while on lunch break from school she came home alone and was in the kitchen (which again is off the master bedroom where the balloon was kept) and she felt a presence and turned around and the balloon was hovering over the kitchen table about 6 ft. off the ground, she says she "swatted" it and went into the living room and a few minutes later it followed her into the living room, she decided to forget lunch and left the house. Following that she asked me to completely deflate the balloon which I did and placed it in a cedar chest so that it would stop annoying her. She and I at various times while each alone in the house heard footsteps on the hardwood floors, doors slamming, and on several occasions after locking the front door of the house my husband, daughter and I had found the front door to be ajar about 3 or 4 inches in the morning. My daughter became so spooked that she refused to stay alone in the house after dark. We lived in the home for a year and didnt notice anything for the first month until I hung a large star,the rusted metal ones that are so popular nowadays, in the living room. The star had hung above the bed of a very dear friend who had been killed the previous year in an auto accident. We arent sure if it was his "ghost" that was making its presence known in the house or that of someone else. We never felt like the presence was threatening or wishing us harm, but it was very spooky for my daughter who spooks very easily anyway. We lived in that home for a year, and I had only one experience since moving out and that was on moving day, I was in or new apartment standing in the middle of the master bedroom trying to decide where things should go and I felt a hand on my shoulder, thinking my husband snuck up behind me I turned to find I was truly alone, my husband was in the parking lot unloading items. Although the star hangs in our new apartment we have not had any other experiences of any kind here, I guess our "ghost" decided to stay behind at the other home, I actually miss him sometimes. I have had "feelings" since I was a child, and did not realize until I was an adult, while talking to my grandmother about my feelings, that my great-grandmother who passed away before I was born also felt things. One experience in particular that Id like to share happened once I had married the first time and had 2 children ages 4 and 9. I had just finished cooking dinner and sat down with my 2 children to eat, when I felt the need to call my grandfather, whom I was very close to despite the fact that he live in Kansas and I was in Texas at the time, I got up from the table and went to get the phone when my daughter asked what I was doing, I told her I didnt know I just needed to call "Papa", and she said "Why dont you wait until you are finished eating?" and I didnt know why but felt an urgency to do it that very second. I placed the call and it rang several times before a man answered and when I asked to speak to my grandfather the man told me that he was with the EMS and that my grandfather was having some problems but would not elaborate. Later I found that he had had a stroke. While in the hospital he was unable to speak and did not appear to recognize his wife and sons(one of which is my father), I called numerous times a day to check on him and one time after learning there was no change asked my grandmother to put the phone to his ear so I could speak to him, when I did tears began rolling down his cheeks, He knew who I was, he later died, and on the night that he passed away I was sitting on my back porch in the country looking at the sky when I saw what appeared to be a very bright very large shooting star streak across the sky, and learned later that he had passed away around the same time that I was watching the shooting star. Strange yes, but I found comfort in it. Thank you for having this website, so that people can tell there expreiences without feeling embarrassed or afraid of being ridiculed or thought to be "crazy". |
| Name: | Katherine Rivera |
| Name: | Katherine Rivera |
| Name: | me again |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Well, one night me and my mom were talking about ghost and saying our exsperiances with them, and my mom said one night when she had all 4 kids with her and she was in a driving place to renew her driving lisence and the place was crowded and every body had #'s and just a few days befor my Aunt Liz died, and she said this old man went up to my mom and gave him her # and THAT # was called next..and my mom said when we got home the WHOLE house smelt like aunt Liz. |
| Name: | me |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My house is very haunted it is 110 yrs old but at first i didnt belive in this type of stuff... but than people in my school started talking about ghost and i got very interested in the supernatural. And than i started hearing things and seeing a little girl in my sisters room!..i thought i was imagining until one night i was getting into bed (in my sisters room) and glance over at the mirror and saw a little shadow run across the room..i didn't freak i actually felt protected..but than i told my mom about it and she said that she heard sounds in my room tht night..and 2 weeks later my mom saw a shadow of a girl by her window...freaky huh?
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| Name: | Wyatt |
| E-mail address: | raas@ev1.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Last night 4-21-05 a few friends and myself were walking in SALEM LUTHERAN CEMETERY, and decided to take a few photos. We snapped picture after picture in hopes of catching a few orbs, and paranormal activity. When we had the pictures developed we all noticed something wasn't right in more than a few pictures. One head stone in particular caught my attention. There appears to be three face on a solid stone marker dating back to the year of 1886. The face in the center appears to be a man, that is not what worries me. It is the other two faces that are strange, one looks like some kind of monster, and the other of an ape like man. I will let you know more about this photo when i get it analyzed. The other picture that is scary as hell, is the one of my friend standing under a tree. It is the most disturbing photo i have taken. The leaves in the tree form a demonic looking skull, the scary part is that it is only inches above my friends head. Anyway i will update this story when we figure out what the hell is going on. WYATT. |
| Name: | Deb |
| E-mail address: | livestocklady@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I have no doubt that I lived in a haunted house for 3 years. From the beginning, the attic door would open and slam shut, even when there was no wind outside. At times, when you were sleeping, you would wake up frightened, feeling like someone had been staring face to face at you. Often, when we were lying in bed, it would feel like someone ran into the bed and bumped it. My 2 year old daughter would leave her room at night and go sleep under her baby sister's crib. She would tell us it was because the lady in her room scared her. On one particular night, my husband and I awoke to our headboard slamming against the wall. There was no explanation to why it was doing it. We decided to sleep with our ceiling light on the rest of that night. However, when we awoke later, the light was off. We thought perhaps the light had burned out, but when we checked, the switch had been turned off at the wall. On another occassion, all of my clothes fell to the ground in my closet. However, upon investigating, we found that the brackets holding up the clothes rod had not broken. Something had lifted the rod and dropped the clothes to the ground. We moved out of that house 3 years to the day of the date we had moved into it. We held a second mortgage on the home for the new buyers. The husband died shortly after moving into the home, and later, the wife's new boyfriend died in the bedroom where the strange phenomenon's had occurred. The lady decided to move also and told us when she paid her loan off, that the house had always haunted her. We began sharing stories and found that she had experienced many of the same things in the house. Upon further investigation of the home, we found that numerous families had lived in it for short periods, and that in every case, one member of the family had gotten seriously ill and hospitalized. I too had been hospitalized during our time in that home. It was as if something was always trying to get somebody, and finally did with the 2 men that died. I have often wondered if the house was finally at peace. Oh, by the way, I told my sister and brother-in-law about the strange things going on in the house. They had secretely gone and annointed all of the windows and doors with Holy Oil. It was right after that when we experienced the headboard banging against the wall. I think my sister and brother-in-law had really upset a spirit and they were letting us know it! |
| Name: | Deb |
| E-mail address: | livestocklady@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I have no doubt that I lived in a haunted house for 3 years. From the beginning, the attic door would open and slam shut, even when there was no wind outside. At times, when you were sleeping, you would wake up frightened, feeling like someone had been staring face to face at you. Often, when we were lying in bed, it would feel like someone ran into the bed and bumped it. My 2 year old daughter would leave her room at night and go sleep under her baby sister's crib. She would tell us it was because the lady in her room scared her. On one particular night, my husband and I awoke to our headboard slamming against the wall. There was no explanation to why it was doing it. We decided to sleep with our ceiling light on the rest of that night. However, when we awoke later, the light was off. When thought perhaps it had burned out, but when we checked, the switch had been turned off at the wall. On another occassion, all of my clothes fell to the ground in my closet. However, upon investigating, we found that the brackets holding up the clothes rod had not broken. Something had lifted the rod and dropped the clothes to the ground. We moved out of that house 3 years to the day of the date we had moved into it. We held a second mortgage on the home for the new buyers. The husband died shortly after moving into the home, and later, the wife's new boyfriend died in the bedroom where the strange phenomenon's had occurred. The lady decided to move also and told us when she paid her loan off, that the house had always haunted her. We began sharing stories and found that she had experienced many of the same things in the house. Upon further investigation of the home, we found that numerous families had lived in it for short periods, and that in every case, one member of the family had gotten seriously ill and hospitalized. I too had been hospitalized during our time in that home. It was as if something was always trying to get somebody, and finally did with the 2 men that died. I have often wondered if the house was finally at peace. Oh, by the way, I told my sister and brother-in-law about the strange things going on in the house. They had secretely gone and annoited all of the windows and doors with Holy Oil. It was right after that when we experienced the headboard banging against the wall. I think my sister and brother-in-law had really upset a spirit and they were letting us know it! |
| Name: | josh scanlon |
| E-mail address: | mushroomhead221@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | my girlfriends brother ate some poisiness plant when he was little and we took him to the hospital. the docters told use that he would not make it and they said that it would be his last week. my girlfriends mom decided to stay overnite and stay with him. in the middle of the night a nurse came in and talked to her and was touching her son. the next mornning the nurse came in and my girlfriends mother asked her how long does she stay at the hospital and she told her that she just started and and that she didnt work the night before. that day her son was fine and all cured. do you think it was a gardien angel? |
| Name: | Tom |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | The story below is very stupid and a waste of time to read..HUMANS,not HUMONS. |
| Name: | mariah |
| E-mail address: | bratyangel11183@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | One day centuery's ago scientists created a new animal apart from any other thing anyone has ever seen before.It was horrid, dark and hidious.It's eyes were as red as hell and when it looked at you it would be as if you were dead at the very moment you took sight of them.After awhile the scientists found out their creation was an experiment gone evilly wrong.It was terrorizing everyone around the bloody campus.Soon the horrid creature grew stronger.It's intelligence level was at it's maximum.Crushing through the weak gates,the creature excaped into the unexpected world.It found that the taste of humon blood was delicious for it's kind.Soon there was very few people around, it was up to their creaters to hunt it down and kill it.After awhile the scientists found a way to inclose the animal but it would be very risky.The creature soon grew starved for it could not find anymore humons to torture and suck their delicious bodies dry.After a week or so the creature felt as if it were one of it's victoms, being tortured to death.After it found out that it's creaters were the ones torturing it,it grew terribly mad and hunted them down.After awhile it slowed down to a complete stop and fell on the cold dry soil.The scientists were satisfyed until the next night when the creature returned in spirit form when the creaters/scientists looked into it's now cold red eyes they droped dead on the hard,cold floor and to this day the dark,evil creature roams the earth looking for victoms to torture kill.
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| Name: | katie |
| E-mail address: | reenodabeeno@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | no ones ever beleived me when i tell people this but when i was 8 i woke up from a nightmare and couldnt go back to sleep. suddenly light refelcted off the walls and called my name i saw the silloutte of an angel i didnt feel scared but at home i soon went back to sleep |
| Name: | Alison |
| E-mail address: | ali_g747@hotmail.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.gossipgal.piczo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | one night i was with my friends and we were videoing ourselfs when we saw a light in the t.v. We looked around and saw no light. then we thought that the light was reflecting so we turned off all the lights and the light was still there. i said "Who's there" and the light brightend and went ! |
| Name: | Roxanne Barrera-Calvo |
| E-mail address: | los4calvos@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I attended St. Philip's college in San Antonio from 1986-1988. In the fall of 88. I arrived to class early and was waiting for more students and the teacher to arrive. As I sat, I felt someone blow cold air directly into my face, but did not see anyone or anything. There was no one around or near me at the time.
I never experienced it again. I wonder if has happened to anyone else? Roxanne |
| Name: | julie |
| E-mail address: | julieelise@sbcglobal.net |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Archives Warehouse for Harris County, Downtown Houston
There is a warehouse in downtown Houston, at 102-A San Jacinto. The warehouse belongs to my workplace, it houses very old records for Harris County. It has been reported by very many people that it is haunted. Most people, even those in top positions, weren't aware that a basement existed in the building. I think there is only 4 floors, including the basement. The legend is that if you go into the basement you may hear heavy running on the floor above you. The floor above has been empty for some time now. Old metal shelves have been left behind including some trash. There is no reason for anyone to be there. The running only lasts about 5 steps and stops. Many people feel cold spots and the hair on their arms stands straight up. I witnessed that. I don't feel a presence but many people do. Some feel like they are being watched. The only floor we work on is the 3rd. Everyone, including skeptics, feel as though they are being watched. Only one person claims to have seen the ghost of a large man wearing overalls. It was closing time and he was locking up. Right before he left the lights started flicking on and off. So he looked across the room at the breaker and the ghost was flipping the switch. Our friend went to approach the man and as he did the ghost turned around, walked away, and faded away. Just recently a worker was on a knee measuring a book and felt the coldness again and felt strongly that a very large man was standing right up against his knee looking down on him. He left immediately. He does not like to go to that spot anymore and that is where most feel the watching is coming from. When a friend and I were led on a tour this week to the basement to see for ourselves we didn't hear anything but we both noticed an old phone that was left behind, it had a blinking light on it. Let me remind you that nobody likes to go to the basement, which hasn't been used in many many years. Those phones aren't supposed to work anymore. I still do not know why that phone hasn't been thrown away. Same type of phone on the 1st floor was cut from the wall, so it can't work. Just my report........ |
| Name: | Dude |
| E-mail address: | isolated_dreamer23@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | uh yeah, this house is tripped out and has a lot of rumours bout it people saying its haunted and all that and i never beleived it. what made me wanna check out is i started hearing the same thing from myfriends. i had one friend live there for two years and a group of friends try to run a business out of it. this house is old and is suppossed to be like one of the first buildings here in my town. what got me interested in wanting to check it out was i kept hearing that anyone who went in the house would hear all kinds of things like when ya went up the stairs you could hear a bell and people running don the hall on the second floor and the door at the very end would open on the second floor and all kinds of stuff. also its said that anyone who lived in the house sides from the owner was to be cursed, and ether end up having a horrible accident or going bank rupt or just plan having bad stuff happen. what made me start belieeving this is to the point where i had to check it out was during the summer of two years ago when my friends had their business there. one of the guys who worked there i talked to alot and he was saying how he hadnt being able to sleep at night in his room and that he was always seeing lil kid at the foot of his bed just watching him. and that when ever he did manage to sleep, he would always have dream bout the past like around when our city was first founded. he was saying how it getting to the point that he could only sleep during the day. a few weeks after he had said that they just stopped getting bussiness and had to close down. after that happened no one bought the house. a few monthes later my friend ended up in the hospital. he just got rela sick all of a sudden and its weird cause he never showed any signs of illness.when visiting hours where over me and my friend that went to the hospital went with me adn we took the road that went by the house. we were talking and i say something in the second story window . we stopeed i swore i saw someone run past and we could see a faint light comming from the window that overlooked the street. my friend said i was just seeing shit and that he wanted to go home but i forced him to come with me to check it out.since no one was living in the house it was locked up so we had my friend get us in. as soon as we got in the house we both could tell that something was wrong. it was like it was too dark even for a house with no electricity. the light we saw form outside was no longer there it was almost like light couldnt exsist in the house at night so we use dour lighters and checked the rooms on the first floor we kept hearing the floor upstairs creak but we figured since the house was old that it was just it doing what hold houses do. but then we heard thrumping like someone was jumping on the floor up there. then we heard faint laughter. so we both agreed that there was nothibng else to do but check it out. i was soo scared i wanted to shit myself but i didnt let it show. before we went up the stairs we decided to take off our shoes to see if we could get the jump on whoever was in the house. but right before we came around the corner we heard running and then a door slam. my friend yelled out to try tobe intimidadting and then the door at the end of the hall cracked open a bit. it was the room my friend was suppossed to of been in. sense there where four rooms and a bathroom up there me and my friend spilt up i went and went to the room at the end. when i opened the door i felt something go by but didnt see anything after that feeling though i didnt get any vibes off the room i was in. it felt like i was cofetable like it would be my own room. i turned around and heard gigling again. we check ed the other rooms but all we found where the old beds that people had left behind what freak ed us out real bad was when we went into the bathroom together. we went together because we both thought of the bloody marry thing and the first thing i noticed was the mirror it was covered in dust but someone had taking their finger and wrote dont forget in the dustat first i thought my friend was fucking with me but i checked him for dust and he didnt have any after i check my friend we heard the gigling right behind us. we jumped and turned around but what ever it was was just beyound our line of sight. we went out the bathroom and all by itself the ladder ot he attic fell by its self. after that we wanted to get the fuck outa there so we put our shoes back on flew out of thathouse as fast as we could and the whole way out i swear i heard someone chasing us. we were so scared we didnt even bother to close the entrance we made when we got to the road we both looked at the window of where i saw th eguy and the light. and this time my friend saw the guy and the light. a few monthes my friend ended up in the hospital but i havent. i have tried to get the background of the original people of the house but i cant find anything. i cant even find information of the histroy of the house all i hear is rumours but if ya can help me out, the house is in cleveland texas and the name of the house is the garvey house |
| Name: | bitch |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.getalife.hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | i saw a little girl running in my house and got really scared so i peed on my pants and ran away from home. now get a life and stop writing stupid stories dumbasses!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
| Name: | pedro moratalla |
| E-mail address: | pedrom1981@msn.co |
| Name: | Josh |
| Homepage URL: | http://LearntoSpell.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Please get a spell check.Most of these people can't spell..Great site though.... |
| Name: | Kaila |
| E-mail address: | bubble_gum55@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | About 2 yearsago,I had to put my dog down becuse he was sick. A copule of days later I started hearing heavy breathing/panting. I thought it was nothing until I woke up one night rubbing an animal. I thought it was my cat but she was lying on the floor. I looked down and sure enough there was a blurry mist shaped like a dog. I was scared but happy to see my dog. This happened almost 2 years ago on monday but I still see him. If you could try and help me find out why he keeps coming back every night then plz e-mail me. thnx |
| Name: | Kaila |
| E-mail address: | bubble_gum55@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | About 2 yearsago,I had to put my dog down becuse he was sick. A copule of days later I started hearing heavy breathing/panting. I thought it was nothing until I woke up one night rubbing an animal. I thought it was my cat but she was lying on the floor. I looked down and sure enough there was a blurry mist shaped like a dog. I was scared but happy to see my dog. This happened almost 2 years ago on monday but I still see him. If you could try and help me find out why he keeps coming back every night then plz e-mail me. thnx |
| Name: | Amber |
| E-mail address: | nashjr@gt.rr.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | It all started 3 weeks after newyears 2005! I was lying in my bed room wacthing TV and then got tierd and turned it off. As the TV went blank I noticed a heavy breathing and looked up to the side of my bed and their stood a old women with a knife stuck in her stomic! I got so scaired that I ran into my moms room. My mom let me sleep in her room but the next day she asked me why i was so nerves. I told her about th old lady and the knife but she said it was a dream. Then a week later I was at school and I saw a tall dude in the back ally of the school and he was wearing all black. he was walking to me then smiled and his teeth was pointy and had blood on them! That was not all the dude disapeard in thin air!!!!! Iv seen worser then that though.
JUST LAST WEEK I SAW A LITTLE GURL AND WOMEN IN MY LIVING ROOM AND THE LITTLE GURL WAS HOLDIONG THE OLDER WOMENS HAND. IN THE WOMENS OHER FREE HAND THEIR WAS A BLOODY BLANKET!!!! I STILL SEE SCARIE THANGS LIKE THAT AND ITS BEEN 2 MONTHS AFTER THE FIST TIME I SEEN THEM. I SEE ONE EVERY WEEK!!!!!! IM ONLY 15 SO I CANT BE NUTSSSSS!!!!!!!!!! |
| Name: | JORDAN |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | WHEN I WAS 8 YEARS OLD THE DOCTORS HAD TOLD MY PARENTS THAT I WAS BIPOLAR AND THE BEST WAY WAS TO PUT ME ON ANTIDEPRESSANT OR GET A REALY GOOD FRIEND WHO WILL UNDERSTAND ME. SO MY MOM DECIDED TO GET ME A DOG. HE WAS THE BEST THING A KID COULD EVER ASK FOR.HE NEVER BIT ME OR RAN AWAY HE STOOD THERE AND STARED AT ME LIKE HE UNDERSTOOD EVERTHING I HAD TO SAY.AND HE HAD THE MOST CUTEST BARK IT WAS LIKE SOME ONE TRING TO LAUGH BUT BARK.WE DID EVERTHING TO GETHER EVEN WHEN I WENT TO SOCCER GAMES HE WOULD SIT THERE BY THE REFERY AND BARKED WHEN I SCORED.BUT WHEN I WAS 11 YEARS OLD I FIGURED I WOULD LET MY DOG CHANDLER SLEEP IN THE BACKYARD SINCE IT WAS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT.
I DRIFED OFF TO SLEEP AND I HAD THIS NIGHT MARE THAT I WILL NEVER FORGET,THAT SOME BODY WAS TRING TO KILL SOMETHING I LOVED VERY MUCH BUT IT WAS TO BLURY TO SEE WHAT. THEN AS SOON AS I WAS ABOUT TO SEE WHAT I WOKE UP AND COULDNT GO BACK TO SLEEP. IT WAS ABOUT 11:00 AM AND THERE WERE BIRDS CHIRPIN AND THE SUN WAS SO BRIGHT . MY PARENTS WERE IN THE BACK YARD FIXING UP THE GARDEN. SO I FIGURED I WOULD TAKE CHANDLER FOR A WALK. BUT AS I WAS SCREAMING HIS NAME HE DIDNT COME RUNNING.THATS WHEN IT DAWNED ON ME. SOMETHING IS WRONG. I WENT BEHIND OUR GREEN HOUSE ONLY TO FIND THAT CHANDLER HAD BE MURDERED/SLOTTERED.I STARED SCREAMING AND CRING AND PICKED HIM UP AND I JUST KEPT TELLING MYSELF THAT IT WOULD BE OKAY THAT HE WAS STILL ALIVE .BUT IT WAS USELESS I WAS DRENCHED IN BLOOD AND DIDNT KNOW CWHAT TO DO MY MOM HELD ME CLOSE TO HER SIDE AND KEPT REPEATING EVERTHING WOULD BE ALL RIGHT. THAT DAY IS THE DAY I STARED SEEING UNUSUAL THINGS.I KEPT SEEING MY DOG CHANDLER, IT WAS LIKE HE TRING TO TELL ME SOMETHING. BUT WHAT? IT WAS WIERD BECAUSE ONE TIME I WAS FEEDING MY MOMS DOG AND I WOLD PUT FOOD IN THE BOWL AND AND OUT OF THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE THE FOOD JUST WENT ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND DISAPPEARED. I GOT REALLY FREAKED OUT . AND REALLY DEPRESSED I WOULD LEAVE MY ROOM OR EAT. SO MY MOM TO ME TO THE DOCTORS AND THEY SAID I MIGHT HAVE ADD. SO TOLD THE DOCTOR EVERTHING EVEN ABOUT THE FOOD BOWL. SO THE DOCTOR RAN SOME TEST . IT KINDA BOTHERED ME BECAUSE I ALWAYS FELT LIKE THEY THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY. TODAY IM 14 YEARS OLD AND ALOT OF PEOPLE THINK IM CRAZY BUT IF THEY JUST NEW HOW IT FEELS TO HAVE NO FRIEND AND TO FEEL CRAZY MAYBE THEY WOULD UNDERSTAND. I STILL SEE MY DOG. AND HAVE HIS SON CHANDLER BING THE THIRD AND I STILL WONDER HOW HE DIED BUT I DO KNOW ONE THING I WILL NEVER LEAVE MY DOGS SIGHT AGAIN IF ANY ONE HAS ANY INFO ON WHAT IM TRING TO SAY PLEASE EMAIL ME THANK YOU. |
| Name: | Donita Kerr |
| E-mail address: | luckydaze26@yahoo.com |
| Name: | chris corson |
| E-mail address: | chriscorson@yahoo.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | robisnson creek road int walker county texas is haunted i know for a fact it is by a cemetary where slaves where hung. you drive down the road and your car will stop then you see a haunting sign people see diffrent stuff any one have queston please call 936 714 2900 |
| Name: | Amber |
| E-mail address: | cowgirlup1765@cs.com |
| Homepage URL: | http:// http://www.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | My friend has a cousin that had passed away in Odessa that was only 5. Well whenever we would stay the night at her house we could hear a little child laughing. We would get up and go and the childs room and all the toys would be scattered everywhere. So we would pick them up and go back to the living room. And then we would hear laughing again. We would go back into her cousins room and the toys were out again, and the next thing we saw was the childs reflection in the mirror playing with her hair. |
| Name: | Ralph |
| E-mail address: | ralphathome@hotmail.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | One night, an old friend from one of my classe's called me up to see if i wanted to go to the bar just down the street from where my apartment was. I agreed to meet him there at 9. When i arrived he was waiting with 2 drinks at the bar. He then told me that he had something really important to tell me.
And this is how it started. Billy and I talked about his problem that he had, which was he had contacted a spirit on the ouija board 3 nights previous. Since then he claimed that he had not slept in the past few nights. Of coarse i laughed, disbelieving the words that just came out of his mouth. I saw the look on his face, he didn't apear to be making it up. He then asked me if it was alright if he spent the night at my place. Since it was friday i didn't see any harm it that at all. But i was wrong. We left the bar that night at around 10:30, went back to his place to pick up a few things then headed our way back to my place. When we arrived i went to make a couple of drinks, Billy made his way to the living room. When i brought the drinks into the living room where he was sitting, i noticed he had brought his Ouija board. I then told him that i am athiest. Yet i was curious just to find out for myself if it really did work. We tried for a few hours, nothing happend. Billy then called out for a name, a name that i would never forget. Then name that he used was Seth. Seth claimed that he was one of satans son's. I then saw Billy face turn white with fear. Seth then wrote i am done with Billy for now, im looking for a new soul to play with. After viewing this message directed to me, we stopped to regroup. Billy was terrified. We refreshed our drinks and decided to start playing again, curious to see what would happen. We tried to contact other spirits but Seth kept interupting. As the night progressed, with every question we asked; he would answer with a question about us. Which was weired to us, being satans son shouldn't he already know? Seth became aggressive, by writing gibberish. The only words we could make out where leave now, leave now Ralph. I could not believe it Billy had never addressed me with my name that night. He then asked for Billy. Billy then took over the boared alone. This is when things got weird. Seth then asked Billy if he could use Billy voice to talk to him. Billy didn't say or write anything. Billy then started to breathe heavily. The room began to smell like death. I asked Billy to stop, and to ask to spirit to leave, he just laughed at me, staring right through me. I then asked him one more time to get rid of the spirit. The spirit answered," you are an athiest, how can you get rid of whats not there." Billy stood up, and grabbed me, held me against the wall and told me that he was going to hurt me. Before i could think of what to do next, the kitchen light blew, and Seth was gone. Billy stod there with his hand around my throught, oblivious to what he had just done. After i had made sure it was Billy i was talking to and not Seth, i began to tell him what had just happened. When i had finished he started to break down and cry, begging for forgiveness. I settled him down and told him we had better call it a night. We did just that, Billy on the couch and i in my room. About an hour later i was awaken by a presense. The fear i had was so emense, it perilized me. My smell, taste and vision was all taken away. All that was granted was sound. I could hear a voice echoing inside my head, " i'll be seeing you sooner than you think." Next morning i awoke spralled out next to my bed, feeling groggy. I made my way to the bathroom to wash my face. As i looked in the mirror i noticed an abrasion of a hand print on my neck, as though it had been burned on. Remebering what had happened last night, i had only hoped it was a dream. I went to go and wake up Billy in the livingroom, he wasn't there. The door to my apartment was wide open. I ran to the phone to call his house, hoping he was there. He did, i asked him how he got home, and if he was okay from the night before. He had no idea what i was talking about. I asked him about the Ouija, if he had takin it home? He was still confused. He told me " I dont know what you are talking about, we haven't spoken since last summer." I then told him i must have had a bad dream, we both laughed then hung up the phone. As i hung up the phone i felt as though i was being watched, and i still do to this day. This occurance happened to me 2 years ago. I still question am i crazy, or is the son of satan, watching me? If you have ever had a experience with Seth, please help me send emails to ralphathome@hotmail.com |
| Name: | Angie |
| E-mail address: | www.aheli9@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | I just wanted to share a story with you. I live in a small town in texas (lower valley). I think something is haunting my house. I don't think it's anything bad well at least not now. But I've live in this house for over twenty years and in those twenty years strange and unexplained things have happened. Lights go on and off you see a shadow of a little boy the bathroom fauset turns on , on its own. There is one time when I was in my room and my mother was in the kitchen. We have two phones one in each room but its the same phone line. What was weird about it was that my mother was trying to my aunt and she dailed the number and it rang in my room so I answered it was my mom she frecked out because there is no way that my phone would be possible to ring in my room because it was the same phone line but it did. You just hear and feel strange things here. Who knows whats up here I don't know of anything thats ever happened here but you never know these are just some of the things thats happened here. But there is alot more that I can tell you. Thank you for letting me share some of my stories with you!!!! |
| Name: | john |
| E-mail address: | vjiamsam@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | The experience i encounter was very strange i live in Mcallen,Texas. Back in 1996 I was talking with my friend Henry late at night, when we were talking he mention ghost stories, so we touch the theme of ghosts. I told Henry that I read on a book about a certain lagoon called devils lagoon, my friend Henry started to get excited so i told him on a crazy impression "lets go and see if its true what the book says so off we went to go find devils lagoon, at that moment i wasnt so sure if i was going to find it due to last time someone went and visit that lagoon was back in 1965 so off we took. Once we got to Rosita, Texas we went cruising trying to find the lagoon. And all the sudden we spotted an old road that lead to nowhere and since it was at night the old road was very dark and spooky so we took the road thinking maybe what the book said was a prank and the story told was a hoax, we took the road anyways and after driving for like maybe 15 minutes we spotted an old lake, u could feel the breeze from the cold water hitting your face once we found a space I parked the car turn off the lights and got out of the car, as soon as we got near the lake I started to feel an eriee feeling all over my body , Henry stared at me and said that maybe what was on the book was true, but i kept telling Henry that maybe it was the cold breeze since it was autumn season and at night it get a little chilly but on my insides I was dying of fright but didnt wanted to demonstrate it. All of the sudden we heard a splash on the water and I froze and when I turn to see my buddy Henry he was completly paled, all the sudden what I saw next I am never going to forget as long as I live, from the water and old stagecoach rosed up the driver was whipping the horses with a whip and all the passengers inside the stagecoach were screaming with fear and after about a few seconds the stagecoach submerge back into the water, with my heart pounding at a million beats per minute I snapped out of it and slap my friend Henry as he was paled and froze too . Once he snapped out of it we rushed into the car and as I was trying to start the car ,the car was dead did not wanted to turn on , man you could imagine how i felt at that moment then once again the old stagecoach came out of the water and came straight to us since it was a very strong impression seeing the stagecoach coming towards us I fainted and my friend too , when we completely recovered the damn car started and we took off at 50 miles an hour once we got out of the old road and headed for home on the freeway Henry told me "what happened why did we see that stagecoach I told my friend Henry that back many years ago in 1895 a stagecoach full of passengers were traveling by the road we were on the driver veered the horses straight to the water. The horses the driver the passangers all disappeared into the black water then in 1965 some boys from Raymondville visit that place and had the same experience, if you want to know the name of the book I read and trusted before being there is called Stories that must not die by Juan Sauvageau if anyone wants to go just take Highway 83 till u pass Rio Grande City and when u get to Rosita, Texas get off the highway and right off the highway youll see and old road leading to that place follow that road and youll come to a dead end because theres a big wooden door that says No Trespassing and its all fenced the lagoon but on a side of a fence theres an opening where someone can fit and go near that lagoon , but be ready for a great impression because if you"re heart sick you could stay there dead |
| Name: | john |
| E-mail address: | vjiamsam@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | The experience i encounter was very strange i live in Mcallen,Texas back in 1996 I was talking with my friend Henry late at night when we were talking he mention ghost stories so we touch the theme of ghosts I told Henry that I read on a book about a certain lagoon called devils lagoon my friend Henry started to get excited so i told him on a crazy impression "lets go and see if its true what the book says so off we went to go find devils lagoon, at that moment i wasnt so sure if i was going to find it due to last time someone went and visit that lagoon was back in 1965 so off we took once we got to Rosita, Texas we went cruising trying to find the lagoon all the sudden we spotted an old road that lead to nowhere and since it was at night the old road was very dark and spooky so we took the road thinking maybe what the book said was a prank and the story told was a hoax, we took the road anyways and after driving for like maybe 15 minutes we spotted an old lake u could feel the breeze from the cold water hitting your face once we found a space I parked the car turn off the lights and got out of the car, as soon as we got near the lake I started to feel an eriee feeling all over my body , Henry stared at me and said that maybe what was on the book was true, but i kept telling Henry that maybe it was the cold breeze since it was autumn season and at night it get a little chilly but on my insides I was dying of fright but didnt wanted to demonstrated all the sudden we heard a splash on the water and I froze and when I turn to see my buddy Henry he was completly paled, all the sudden what I saw next I am never going to forget as long as I live, from the water and old stagecoach rosed up the driver was snapping the horses with a whip and all the passengers inside the stagecoach were screaming with fear and after about a few second the stagecoach submerge back into the water, with my heart pounding at a million beats per minute I snapped out of it and slap my friend Henry as he was paled and froze too . Once he snapped out of it we rushed into the car and as I was trying to start the car ,the car was dead did not wanted to turn on , man you could imagine how i felt at that moment then once again the old stagecoach came out of the water and came straight to us since it was a very strong impression seeing the stagecoach coming towards us I fainted and my friend too , when we completely recovered the damn car started and we took off at 50 miles an hour once we got out of the old road and headed for home on the freeway Henry told me "what happened why did we see that stagecoach I told my friend Henry that back many years ago in 1895 a stagecoach full of passengers where traveling by the road we were on and that the driver veered the horses straight to the water. The horses the driver the passangers all disappeared into the black water then in 1965 some boys from Raymondville visit that place and had the same experience, if you want to know the name of the book I read and trusted before being there is called Stories that must not die by Juan Sauvageau if anyone wants to go just take Highway 83 till u pass Rio Grande City and when u get to Rosita, Texas get off the highway and right off the highway youll see and old road leading to that place follow that road and youll come to a dead end because theres a big wooden door that says No Trespassing and its all fenced the lagoon but on a side of a fence theres an opening where someone can fit and go near that lagoon , but be ready for a great impression because if you"re heart sick you could stay there dead |
| Name: | MICHAEL JORDAN |
| E-mail address: | MJORDAN@LEWISVILLEVW.COM |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | About 2 weeks ago my wife and I were informed that we were going to be receiving lagal documents from a lawyer in Louisianna. Well, when we got our paperwork, and my wife and I were sitting on our living room couch. See started to read the documents outloud. When she got to the portion with my fathers name on it, all the cabnets in our kitchen started rattling. I told my children who were watching t.v. to go and get the cat out of the kitchen. My son told me that the cat and our dog were with them on the floor.
about a week later, we tried it again. And it happened again. Needless to say we wont be mentioning my fathers name for a while. By the way, my father died when I was 8 years old. I am now 40. |
| Name: | Nancy |
| E-mail address: | grltx88@aol.com |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Just wanted 2 say that im from anson texas and da "lights of anson" are very real.... my uncle once walked through it and he sas he felt like he froze 4 a moment and that his heart stoped |
| Name: | Andrew Husband |
| E-mail address: | stdajh21@shsu.edu |
| Comments (be aware, Dreambook stamps IP addresses): | Hello. I am currently a sophomore at Sam Houston State University in Huntsville, TX, but I spent my freshman year last year in San Antonio at Our Lady of the Lake University, which is where I had my experiences. The first was of the ghost of a little boy named "Jack" (by all the residents) who occupies the female dormitories across the street from campus. I was in the restroom when I heard what sounded like a marble rolling back and forth in the bath tub. Apparently, "Jack" likes to roll marbles in the residents' bathrooms and all over their rooms.
Another time I was on the fourth floor of the main building, which is closed off to students and used for storage. One night a few friends and I went up there just to hang out, and we heard what sounded like an older woman praying the rosarie at the end of the hallway. Upon investigation we discovered that no one was down there, or even on the fourth floor with us, except for a small statuette of the Virgin Mary at the end of the hallway. Creepy, yeah, but it was kind of cool actually. |