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Do you believe in ghosts? Why or why not?

If you say yes to the above question, do you think they're friendly or scary?

Have you ever seen a ghost?

Do you believe in ghosts? Why or why not?

Yes, I do believe in ghosts. I think that if a person dies, especially if it's an unexpected death, they usually have unfinished business, as some say. If it's important to help their family and friends move on with their lives, I think a ghost, or a spirit/shadow, will appear, to finish what they started.

If you say yes to the above question, do you think they're friendly or scary?

I think, just like humans, ghosts can either be kind or evil.

Have you ever seen a ghost?

I have never seen a ghost, but I have felt the precense of one in my bedroom one night. My uncle, however, has seen a ghost. In the early nineties, he and his new wife moved to a new house, and since he's a police officer, he sometimes had to work late nights. He got back home around 3 or 4 AM, and went to bed. His wife was visiting family in Scranton, so it was just him and his dog, or so he thought. He fell asleep, and then woke up, only he didn't, really. He was still asleep, but he saw the room he was in. He saw all the furniture and the dog. A transparent man walked through the bedroom door and came to his bedside. He introduced himself as Mr. Anderson and said that he had built, lived, and died in the house. He said that he wasn't there to hurt him, but just to say "hello." He then said that when he left the room, my uncle would wake up. Anderson left the room, and my uncle woke up right after. He saw the dog staring at the same place the ghost was. The next day my uncle went to the court house and looked up records for the house. A man named John Anderson built, lived, and died in that house in the early 1900's.

All I can say is that my grandmother and aunt have said that when they moved into their house (but they've since moved from there, but not because of the ghost!), they would not find things where they left them; like, if my grandmother put her necklace on her table, it would be in a different spot the next day. And, the bathroom door would move on its own, which is something my brother and I have witnessed.

No - I don't believe in ghosts. At least, by that I mean I really don't believe if there is such a thing as spirits living among us in their afterlife - that they have nothing better to do than to try and "contact" us on those b.s. ghost-hunting TV shows with the green lights- you know? They probably watch the people who watch those shows and the people on them who stumble around in the dark and laugh at how gullible they are.

Ghost Hunting Person: "Are you trying to say something to us?"

Ghost: "Yes. Get a life!"

After living in a haunted house for 14 years....yes absolutely I believe in ghosts. I never saw one per say, but I experienced them. It was well known in my town about our house. The kids called it "The Dragon House"...never understood why. It was bright red, 2 stories tall, with basement, front porch....over 100 years old. It was in Whitman, Mass. A very old town with lots of history going back to the first settlers. We were 3 doors down from the Toll House Cookie factory which was established in the 1709, originally housed travelers, a halfway house. It burned down in 1984 and was never rebuilt. It was after that when all the weirdness started. According to 4 different psychics/mediums who visited our home, there was three entities. A mother and 2 children (I know, sounds like The Others). Whatever they were, it was usually friendly, mischievous stuff. But one of them, according to 2 of the psychics, the mother, hated my father. She threw a glass at his head while in the kitchen, and a glass photo frame while he sat on his couch one day. Other than those two incidents, it was livable and we got use to it. When the noises or movements got annoying, we'd simply ask they stop and it did....for a little while. My most memorable experience personally was the deadbolt lock. One of them liked to lock and unlock it over and over again. The sound of the metal scrapping and tapping of the lock would get annoying after awhile. But out of all the experiences, its the one no one can explain...sure hearing steps on the wood floor and knocking in the walls can be argued away with it being an old house, settling and pipes just tapping due to waterflow...but wind doesn't move dead bolts and chain locks.

I'd have friends over for sleep overs....even non-friends...kids who just wanted to stay overnight at a haunted house....NO ONE ever lasted the night. They call called their parents to pick them up. One girl stood outside in the snow, with no shoes on and refused to come back in. I had to bring her backpack to school that Monday and she wouldn't talk to me. I think living there is why to this day, I sleep like the dead (no pun intended), loud noises don't wake me. lol Either I got teased for living there or people were afraid of me. I was called Lydia Deetz for the longest time. LOL

When we moved out, a family we knew for years moved in. They heard our stories and didn't believe them. Within a week, they called us and they believed us then. They didn't stay as long as we did. They moved out within a year. The house is now gone, demolished to make way for condos. I miss that old Dragon House. I was very sad and angry when I heard it was torn down.

According to my aunt who owns the condos, no one has reported any incidents.

On if they can be evil or good...either way. Depends on the spirit I guess.

I also had an experience at the Ripley's Believe it or Not museum. I'll go into that later.

Siren wrote:I was called Lydia Deetz for the longest time.

Are you a redhead like she was, too?

Lazario wrote:

Siren wrote:I was called Lydia Deetz for the longest time.

Are you a redhead like she was, too?

Lydia was black haired. Her mother, the red head was Delia. And no, I had dark brown hair at the time. Now its black and purple.

I don't know if I really believe in ghosts however I do believe in Demons. I believe that they are invisible (but can be heard and felt sometimes), that there are good and bad demons (like us homosapiens ), and that they have there own various religions and speak different languages (they speak a lot faster than we do), and they have a flare of persuading us people to do the things that they want.

Yep, I might have mentioned it before in this forum, but I have heard a demon (the same one, twice at home), once after midnight at the attic, and about the same time downstairs, when I had temporary insomnia, surfing the web. (It had this deep moaning voice, needless to say it scared the s**t out of me ! )

There's a lot of things that we don't know and cannot explain about the world we live in, so nobody really has the right to rule these things out.

Siren wrote:After living in a haunted house for 14 years....yes absolutely I believe in ghosts. I never saw one per say, but I experienced them. It was well known in my town about our house. The kids called it "The Dragon House"...never understood why. It was bright red, 2 stories tall, with basement, front porch....over 100 years old. It was in Whitman, Mass. A very old town with lots of history going back to the first settlers. We were 3 doors down from the Toll House Cookie factory which was established in the 1709, originally housed travelers, a halfway house. It burned down in 1984 and was never rebuilt. It was after that when all the weirdness started. According to 4 different psychics/mediums who visited our home, there was three entities. A mother and 2 children (I know, sounds like The Others). Whatever they were, it was usually friendly, mischievous stuff. But one of them, according to 2 of the psychics, the mother, hated my father. She threw a glass at his head while in the kitchen, and a glass photo frame while he sat on his couch one day. Other than those two incidents, it was livable and we got use to it. When the noises or movements got annoying, we'd simply ask they stop and it did....for a little while. My most memorable experience personally was the deadbolt lock. One of them liked to lock and unlock it over and over again. The sound of the metal scrapping and tapping of the lock would get annoying after awhile. But out of all the experiences, its the one no one can explain...sure hearing steps on the wood floor and knocking in the walls can be argued away with it being an old house, settling and pipes just tapping due to waterflow...but wind doesn't move dead bolts and chain locks.

I'd have friends over for sleep overs....even non-friends...kids who just wanted to stay overnight at a haunted house....NO ONE ever lasted the night. They call called their parents to pick them up. One girl stood outside in the snow, with no shoes on and refused to come back in. I had to bring her backpack to school that Monday and she wouldn't talk to me. I think living there is why to this day, I sleep like the dead (no pun intended), loud noises don't wake me. lol Either I got teased for living there or people were afraid of me. I was called Lydia Deetz for the longest time. LOL

When we moved out, a family we knew for years moved in. They heard our stories and didn't believe them. Within a week, they called us and they believed us then. They didn't stay as long as we did. They moved out within a year. The house is now gone, demolished to make way for condos. I miss that old Dragon House. I was very sad and angry when I heard it was torn down.

According to my aunt who owns the condos, no one has reported any incidents.

On if they can be evil or good...either way. Depends on the spirit I guess.

I also had an experience at the Ripley's Believe it or Not museum. I'll go into that later.

I absolutely LOVE that story! I want to live in a haunted house!

The supernatural and the paranormal have always fascinated me.

And Jack, I also very much agree with your statement that there is much in this world that cannot be proven with science, but only with belief and experience, if that makes sense. A scientist could just make a statement that ghosts do not exist, just because he or she doesn't personally believe in them. So, we really don't know what could be, and is, out there.

When my mom got really sick, she started using a walker. Whenever any amount of weight was put on the thing, it would make all sorts of distinct metallic popping sounds. I'd often hear her slowly making her way down the hall wherever I was in the house.

Our family temporarily moved out of state so she could seek treatment as she got worse. She hated that walker though and left it behind at the house.

She passed away while we were still out of state. When my dad and I moved back home I forgot all about that walker. Well, at least until I started hearing those distinct metallic popping sounds going down the hallway in the middle of the night, either when I was alone or when my dad was fast asleep.

To this day I'm convinced it was her spirit. I never ventured out into the hallway whenever I heard her though, in fact it scared me and I did everything I could to ignore it. Later on I checked to see if the walker was still in the basement. Indeed it was, and I pressed my weight on it to see if it made those same sounds I remembered. It did.

The sounds went away about a year after she died.

Do you believe in ghosts? Why or why not?

Yes I believe because I have had things disappear in my house from time to time never to be found again.

If you say yes to the above question, do you think they're friendly or scary?

I think ghosts can be friendly and some can be angry.

Have you ever seen a ghost?

I have never seen a ghost.

enigmawing wrote:When my mom got really sick, she started using a walker.

This story reminds me of one my mom told around the time my grandfather died about 9 years ago. My mom was calling up relatives to say that my grandfather (Dad's dad) had passed away and my mom's cousin-in-law (the wife of her cousin) was surprised that he had passed away because my aunt said that she just saw him in the supermarket. She recognized him because everyone knew my grandfather had a three-pronged cane. She stopped to talk to him because he was with an old woman she did not recognize. I don't remember what Mom said they talked about, just that my aunt was really shocked to hear he passed away. Presumably the old couple at the supermarket was my grandfather and grandmother (who passed away before we were born). My mom said that the soul travels before they pass away or something like that.

I don't know why he appeared in a supermarket and why to my aunt who has very little connection to him. Perhaps my aunt was confused and was talking to someone who looked like my grandfather with a similar cane, but I've always enjoyed that story for my own peace of mind.

Yeah I believe in Ghosts. Coming from a Mexican background I grew up with stories such as El Cucuy(The Boogeyman) and La Llorona(The Crying woman) and they sure use to scare the crap out of me! I'm also somewhat superstitious so that adds to the whole paranormal belief.

I think Ghosts can be a pretty scary thing to see or to even just have that supernatural/paranormal experience. It isn't a normal and everyday kind of thing, so when something your not use to just pops out of nowhere it could be pretty intense. I'm sure there are friendly/mean/angry ghosts out there depending on what their past life was like, but I think that's something that could never really be determined. I'm a little skeptical on the whole psychic/medium idea but I don't know for sure, maybe they really are speaking to the dead, thats something I'd have to experience myself to actually believe.

I have not seen a ghost myself, but my Grandma and Aunt have plenty of stories about them from their own experiences. I always say I'd like to see a Ghost or have some sort of supernatural experience but I think it's one of those things where if I was given the opputunity to visit an actual haunted house I'd change my mind instantly lol, so I don't think I'll ever know for sure if there are ghosts, I just believe they are there.

Of course I do, pretty much everyone in my family does given our family history.

I don't really recall all the details, but can get them if anyones interested in any full details that I've forgotten. But, apparently a few generations ago, my great-great-great?Grandmother practised magic and such and since then people in our family have different..."senses" as I call them. Anyways, some people like my one uncle can only sense human ghosts while my other uncle (first ones brother) can sense them and see them. My Aunt and Grandmother can both sense and see them among other senses. We have this store that sells things like books on magic etc. and my aunt can't go in there because she gets all these weird feelings and such. As for myself, I haven't really had many experiences but have found I can sense them if I try hard enough and have seen them but very faintly (even by ghosts standards).

I do, but in order to explain it, I'd have to get into my religious beliefs. But yes, I know they exist, but I prefer to call them Spirits.

I don not believe in ghosts, I believe that when someone dies they are actually resting in peace. The Bible says that when someone is dead it is like if they're asleep, so I go by that explanation. However, like someone said earlier, there are demons. Sometimes you put yourself in situations (may be playing with stuff you shouldn't be playing with) where demons do lead you to believe whatever you just played with is real. I've heard so many stories about possessed people, exorcism from people who experienced them. People playing bloody mary gone wrong is also a source of stories. Point is..all those stories creep the hell out of me

So yeah I guess the "supernatural" does exist, just not all supernatural stories are ghost stories.

I don't want to involve religion into this, but its going to play part in my story.

In my Christian Belief I have been told that there is no such things as ghosts. That the ghosts we think we see and hear are traps set up by Satan in order to convince us that there is a far stronger magic than God's will.

I disagree with this. It has always been my belief that life is far more grand than we give it credit for. We are so caught up in our monotonous, dull lives that we forget to stop and look around us. There's a spiritual presence among us. Trees, animals, other people, the heavens, the sea everything gives out an aura of life.

I believe the human soul can be strong enough that it avoids eternal rest and stay lingering on Earth, either because they feel they went too soon or love it too much.

I sadly haven't had any experiences with ghosts. However, I have heard urban legends say that if dogs start to howl all of a sudden in the middle of the night it means that a spirit is lingering. We used to live right next to a funeral home and the dogs would go crazy the day before a funeral service.