Ghost stories have a way of pulling us into worlds both familiar and strange—worlds where the line between the living and the dead blurs, and unseen forces move quietly in the shadows.
Whether they come from centuries-old folklore or recent first-hand encounters, these tales share a haunting connection: spirits bound by tragedy, lingering resentment, or a desperate need to be heard. In this second volume of Featured Ghost Stories, we step deeper into that realm, uncovering true accounts of restless souls, vengeful apparitions, and spectral warnings meant to change the course of the living.
These aren’t just stories; they are echoes of real events that leave behind chills long after they’re told.
Indian Reservation Spirits
by Brenda G. Martinez
I was about 8 or 9 years old. And my older sister was two years older than me. We lived in Nespelem, Washington on the Colville Indian Reservation.
We were staying the weekend with our godmother there, sleeping in the living room. My sister was sleeping next to me.
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by something. I looked up, and there were numerous amounts of white round orbs flying through the living room as if they were going in a big circle through the whole house. I was a child so, of course, I was afraid. I kept asking them what they wanted. I asked them to leave us alone.
They continued flying through the house for maybe 10 minutes or so. I was so startled by the sight that I knocked at my godmother’s door to tell her what I had just seen and that I was scared. She yelled at me through the door to go back to bed.Â
While the orbs were flying through the house, I also tried to awaken my sister; but she would’nt open her eyes. Her head was under the blankets.
About 6 months ago (I am now 49 years old), my older sister told me that she also had seen the orbs. I asked her why she did’nt answer me when I kept trying to wake her up. She said she was too scared.
I have just recently looked online to see what these lights could be or were. I still don’t know if it was a good thing, or a bad thing, that happened that night. A spiritual (occurrence) or something else?Â
Thank you for reading my story. As a kid this experience scared the heck out of me.
Ghosts and Small Children
An account of ghosts and small children, specifically the haunting activity that this family has experienced.
from Carrie
We think we might have a spirit that follows us. Maybe more than one.
When my kids were smaller, they would always talk to ‘the little girl ghost.’ They would blame her for things done around the house like messes, etc.
Once when getting my kids ready for bed, I looked over and saw my oldest in her room playing. I yelled at her telling her to get ready for bed!
Then my daughter said, “Mommy, I am right here and I am ready.”
She was behind me – not in her room. I looked again and the girl I had seen was gone. I would not let my small children go into that room for weeks. I even took all their toys out. They assured me that what I saw was just the little girl ghost and that she was nice.
A Family Move and Still Ghosts
Soon after, our family moved right next door and, for a while, there was no mention of the little girl ghost. My children even asked me where she had went. I told them she must still be next door.
As time went by, I had a weird feeling to put out dishes that my great great grandmother used to own; so I put them on my baker’s rack for all to see. I shut out the lights and, when I went to leave, I saw an old woman sitting in my kitchen. I ran, yelling, to the other room.
Right after that incident, the little girl ghost was back again. The girls got older and the mention of her faded. Then their father and I split, and weird things started happening again: plugs coming out of the walls all the time, the water faucet would just turn on by itself, etc. One night, just like in the movies, all of our candles blew out at the same time. Then, a picture of a teddy bear appeared on my oldest daughter’s wall. It was not crayon or marker. I still don’t know what it was, but we painted over it three times; and it always came back through the paint. So we covered it from view by placing a book shelf in front of it.
Ghosts and Another Family Move
We moved again.
My daughter said she could feel something staring at her in the house. When she was alone, pictures would fall off the wall near where she was sitting. Sometimes, the dog would not go into her room. We would throw our dog her ball for her to fetch and, if it went into that bedroom, she would stop and back away. These things scared our daughter, so we gave her our room and we took her’s. She still had the same feelings in the different room and started sleeping with the lights on, again. (She used to do that in the older house.)
Eventually, I had another baby. When she was approximately 1-1/2 years old, she would look at things and point.
My oldest would ask her, “Do you see people? Point to them.”
Then, she would point to nothing (visible) behind my other daughter.
Ghost Sighting of a Family Member
Then my mother died, my youngest, not even two yet, was very attached to her.
One night, shortly after her death, my daughter woke up crying. So, I went into the kitchen to get her a drink, and I was holding her near the window. I rocked her for a bit, her head on my shoulder. When I went to leave the kitchen, she would cry; then, she said, “Nana is in the snow.” I looked and did not say anything.
I asked her, “Do you see Nana?” She said, “Yes, she is in the snow. Nana loves the snow.”
I had to rock her for like two hours, holding her near the window so she could see her Nana.
Then, a few months later, we were in my mother’s car. When we were at a red light, she told me, “Look mommy, it’s Nana!”
I said, “OK. Where is she?”
My young child pointed outside the car window, but no one — nothing was there.
I asked what Nana was doing, and she said, “Nana is crying. She has a boo-boo in her heart and in her head.”
Then again, while driving, my daughter said she saw Nana a second time. This time we were on the highway.
She said, “Look, it’s Nana.”
I said to her, “What is she doing?”
She said, “Nana is playing and smiling. Her legs don’t hurt anymore.”
More Ghost Activity After Another Move
Not too long ago, we moved again to a new place. (There is still some haunting activity occuring.)
When we first moved in, all the pictures I had hung up on the walls had fallen down after we left. I hung them all back up.
We recently realized that in every place we lived, my oldest daughter’s bedroom door handle would always break. In fact, it is broken now in the new place. She still sleeps with the light on, and said she saw feet shadows under her closet door opening. We have only been here for two months, but we will see if anything else weird happens.
Ghost Shadows
An Account From Observing Ghost Shadows
by Gabriel
I have been experienceing shadow people for a while and have gotten both positive and negative feelings from them. I seem to be followed by ghost shadows. There seems to be a young boy with a mushroom hair cut who has followed me through a few places. He seems to be a protector-type; I feel positive feelings from him.
Twice now, I have looked at a shadow person (the first time, there were two standing in my hallway). When I looked closely at them, I saw the blackness of their form of which I could not see through at all. At the same time, in my mind, I got a very, very clear flash of an image of what they looked like despite the darkness. It was like I knew exactly how the shadow person looked (if unveiled). In my mind, the ghost shadow was as clear as if it was right in front of me; but the shadow person(s) in front of me remained completely pitch black.
When I saw the two ghost shadows, I believe it was the same young boy at the end of the hall, or at least some sort of younger shadow person standing near the top of the stairwell, while the older, male shadow person, who was wearing an older, 40s-style brown business suit and fedora-type hat, was standing just a few feet away from me at the other end of the hall.
As I mentioned, when I see a shadow person, sometimes, I am getting mental flashes of what that shadow person looks like exactly; and this is a bit creepy because I’ve been able to see the facial expression of the brown coat man (pretty plain, un-telling expression), and I could tell the boy had a smirk on his face.Â
Publisher’s Note:
Shadow ghosts are also known as shadow people, dark shadows and even hat people when seen wearing a fedora. Ghost shadows have largely been misunderstood to be something that should be feared. The following account sheds light on these ghosts. Just because their appearance is often described as an impenetrable blackness does not mean they are evil, aliens, devils or some other type of unknown entity. After studying accounts of ghost shadows along with investigating cases of haunting where shadow beings are encountered, we are of the opinion that human spirits can appear differently from one to another, even purposely altered to appear menacing, based upon one’s demeanor or mental state.
As these stories fade into silence, they leave behind an unsettling question—are the spirits in these tales still among us, watching from just beyond the veil? Each account in Featured Ghost Stories Vol 2 reminds us that the supernatural may not be as distant as we’d like to believe. Some ghosts wander endlessly, unable to let go of their past; others return with a purpose, whether to guide, warn, or frighten. The next time you feel a sudden chill or sense a presence in an empty room, remember: the living do not walk this world alone.