There’s a certain kind of ghost story that always grabs us—the visitor. These aren’t the restless spirits who haunt the same old places over and over. No, these are the ones who show up just once, with a reason we may not fully understand. Sometimes they come with a warning. Sometimes they reach out for help.

 And sometimes, they appear as figures we’d never expect to see—monks, priests, or even nuns—reminding us that the veil between this world and the next can surprise us at any moment.

Ghost Friend Visits

from Heather

Heather’s friend visits her as a ghost…

About a month and a week ago my best friend Julia died from taking too many medications that had been prescribed to her by her doctor.  She had just had a baby and was in no condition to be taking so many things.

Well about two weeks ago, I was laying down on the couch over at my mom’s house because that’s where I sleep whenever I visit there. 

Out of nowhere I began feeling like I was being watched by someone and the temperature in the room had dropped dramatically.

I had heard, that while I had been away, there had been paranormal things happening around the house; and they thought it was Julia.

So this, coupled with the strange feeling I had, caused me to ask, “Is that you, Julia?”  As if in response I heard a tap on the wall that could not be explained.

In case it could be explained I said, “Julia, if this is you I want you to come here and touch my hand.”  Of course, I couldn’t actually feel anything solid touch me but right after I said that it got very cold around my hand and an explanation for that is impossible.  I began getting goosebumps and I began talking to her and asking questions and as a response she would either tap on the wall or move a balloon that was in the room in certain directions.

After she was done moving the balloon it would stand perfectly still until another question was asked.

I realized that if I took some pictures with my digital camera that something paranormal might show up. So, I grabbed my camera and began taking pictures like mad.

In a few of the photographs it looked like there was a red orb moving in different directions, and in one of the pictures it looked like there was an orb in motion. The ironic thing though is that the orb was red and red was Julia’s favorite color; the color was always associated with her.

I also heard that her boyfriend had been having experiences too, like the window rolling down all by itself in his car, then rolling back up again.

I hate to think that Julia is still on Earth, but I cannot deny what happened that night.

Ghost in the Garage

by Cristina of Portugal

The story I have to tell you happened when I was about eight years old.  At the time I lived on my grandfather’s land with him, and two of his daughters (my mom, and my aunt).  My aunt Silvia had a daughter, my cousin Ana. We were about the same age.  Although we lived on the same land, we had separate houses. To go to her house we had to cross a road, about 50 meters that ended in a big garage (about 4 meters high) and then turn right to go upstairs to her house (just before the garage).  

 We had stayed late in my house, it was about 11 pm, and it was (obviously) dark.  She decided to go home, so we said goodbye.  I locked the door and went to bed. Imagine my surprise when someone started to knock furiously at my door, shouting.  It was my cousin and she was scared as hell!  I slowly opened the door (I didn’t know what was happening, but it couldn’t be that bad!!).  She was very nervous and said to me immediately, “Shut the door, and lock it! NOW!”  She came in, and I asked her (as I didn’t know what the hell was going on and thought that she was really overacting), “What happened?  And then she told me, “I saw a ghost, in the garage!”  I didn’t buy that!  What kind of an idiot did she think I was?  I thought she was just fooling around with me.  I said to her, “Yes, right.  I believe you.” And then she said, “Then go out there if you have the guts…since you don’t believe in me!”  So I said, “Sure, why not?  There’s nothing there.  What an idiot!”

So, I stepped out of my house, and started to go through that road to the garage — always looking at her.  And then, I looked down to the garage, and wasn’t that a surprise?  I saw a white (and sometimes transparent) ghost just standing there…about 1 meter from the ground!  Then I ran from there as fast as I could (I was almost in the middle of the road, so I had much to run before I got home).  When I looked back, I saw that thing coming my way!  That was the scariest thing that ever happened to me!  Then I went home looked the door, windows, closed the curtains, and went to bed and covered myself with all my sheets and blankets (along with my cousin. Not like that was going to stop that thing, but hey, we were kids…and scared as hell!).

 So, that is my story.  I’ve believed in ghosts ever since, and I just love the paranormal. I’d love to know more; no learn more about these things!

Colorado Ghost Story

by Richard of Loveland, ColoradoI live in a small 84 year old, two bedroom house with a quarter basement. I have lived here six years with my dog, a black lab/blue heeler mix.On three occasions, I have seen an orange-yellow fuzz ball hovering in the kitchen. All three times, my dog saw it first and her growling woke me up. I believe my dog has seen it more often. Her growling woke me up several times, but I didn’t see anything. Every time this happened, my dog was in the kitchen. My dog is very friendly, and she is not a growler. I have never mentioned this to anyone. After all, I’ve only seen it three times in six years.Last night’s incident is the best yet and has me pretty shook up. I was watching TV and fell asleep on the couch. My dog’s growling woke me up at 2:30am. The dog was standing by the front door, not in the kitchen. Here’s where it gets very interesting. I have an inexpensive color/night vision surveillance camera in the front of my house. It’s hooked up to the TV. The TV was on, so I clicked the video button on the remote control. I saw a woman, 25-35 years old wearing what looked like a man’s dress shirt…long tail and long sleeves. That’s all she was wearing. No pants, no shoes, nor coat. The temperature outside was five degrees F and it was snowing.I opened the front door and looked outside. Nobody was there. I went back to the TV and she is now at the end of my driveway and she is staring at the front door. I open the door again…nothing there. So I ask if there’s something I can do to help her. I go back to the TV and I see her walking down the sidewalk. I sit and stare at the TV for the next half hour hoping I can see her again through the surveillance camera. Suddenly, the dog starts growling and heads for the kitchen, but this time she (the dog) goes through her dog door out into the backyard. At this point, I’m thinking the ghost walked around the block and up the alley to the back of my house. So, I think I have a female ghost. She is not mean and wanted nothing to do with me. I could not see her with the naked eye, but I did see her with a cheap surveillance camera that I bought at Wal-Mart.

Grandma Ghost Visitation Story

McPatty’s Ghost Story of a Nighttime Visitor…In the winter of 1998, I was asleep in my bedroom one night. My door was closed. I woke up when something hit the foot of my bed on the mattress — I looked to see what it was, and seeing nothing, I figured I had been dreaming and went back to sleep. A couple of nights later, the same thing happened again. I remember thinking when it happened, “I’ll just lay here and see what happens.”I was laying on my left side with my left hand under my pillow and my right hand against my chest; and I was alone. Again, my bedroom door was closed. After while, I could feel something coming up the mattress to my right. It was very cold in my room, and my right shoulder was uncovered. As I lay there, my heavy, cotton comforter was gently pulled up over my shoulder!I was trying to look at the wall I was facing to see if there was a glow or anything like that, but it was dark. After my shoulder was covered, nothing else happened. I laid awake for the next two hours or so. I was so freaked out! This happened around 3:00 am because I finally got back to sleep around 5:30 am. I asked my daughter the next mornng if she had come into my room, even though my door never opened. She asked, “Why would I do that?” My son sleeps like a log, and as I mentioned before, my door was shut the whole time.I like to think it was my grandma making sure I wasn’t cold. It never happened again…​

Spirit Presence Ghost Story.

Paige’s Ghostly Visit from Her Grandparents…My brother, father and I have all felt this presence but for some reason my mother has not. Everytime it happens to one of us, it happens to all of us.. If you get what I’m saying.One morning, I came out of my bedroom to see the rest of my family in the sitting room, so I went to join them. While we were talking, I asked my mom if she had come into my room last night. She said she hadn’t and asked why. I told them that I felt someone sit on my bed and that I thought it was the cat. When I looked down, nothing was there.After I told them this, my father said that it has happened to him, too, and my brother as well. My father told us it was our great-grandma coming into the bedroom to check on us. It still happens and it startles me everytime. Nothing or no one else is ever in my room, but I can definitely feel the bed lower as if someone is sitting on the edge.Another expierience I’ve had has only happened to me. I was sleeping yesterday around 4 in the afternoon. I was taking a nap, and I heard someone walk up the hall. I was still half asleep, so I turned onto my back and heard what I thought to be my father coming in my room to turn my light off. I also heard whistling and realized whoever it was, was walking towards me. I wasn’t scared, and I didn’t open my eyes, as I was still half-sleeping. I felt the bed lower once again and felt someone kiss my forehead. This time I felt the beard of a man.I woke up later that night and asked my dad if he had come into my room. He said he hadn’t but that he did turn off my light. I also noticed, as I was talking to him, that he shaved his beard; so it couldn’t have been him.I am convinced it is my great-grandfather, since he and my great-grandma both linger in our house. They’re very kind, as they should be. They are here still, I think, to watch over us. This was their house and forever will be.

The stories people share about these ghostly visitors leave us wondering: why here, why now, and why them? Whether they’re messengers, wanderers, or just passing through, their appearances linger in our thoughts long after they’re gone.

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