Ghostly Tales

When best friend L. and I first moved to Oklahoma. We lived in an Old Native American built home. It is located out in the country but not too far from town. It is surrounded by huge ancient cedar trees. When people from my area realized where we lived, they always said "Hey, that place is supposed to be haunted ya know." Best friend L. and I being fearless in our young and dumb early years, always answered, "yeah, we know." If we had a dollar for every time someone said that to us, we wouldnt have had to work.

One thing that happened like clockwork was we heard music. We did not hear it until we had already lived in the house for a week or two. It was old style dancing music. At first we thought it was the toilet running, so we investigated it. It wasnt the toilet. Then we thought maybe it was sounds carrying in the wind or something explainable like that. Nope, that was not it either. We never did find out where it came from. The people who moved in after us also said they heard music every night. I think something like this is less like a haunting and more of an imprint. Now, do not get me wrong, the place is haunted. We experienced some very weird stuff there, so did others.

Once I experienced something that scared me like nothing else, it happened in that house and best friend L. was right there with me. I'll tell y'all about that story tomorrow........I wrote the story this morning. Today I am going to get a picture of the actual house I used to live in.

I was over at The Shadowlands looking for more scary Urban Legends. I read some pretty interesting 'true' ghost stories submitted by people.
Here is one I liked:

Chased after Florida Hunting Trip

By: paul.e.wilson@navy.mil

A friend of mine told me about something strange that happened to him after a hunting trip in Florida. It happened on a dirt road coming out of the everglades. It was late in the evening, between 9:30 and 10:00pm. My friend was riding in the back of a pick-up truck with three of his buddies. It was a 4x4 pick-up and they were driving at a fast pace, with everyone in the back bouncing around all over the place. You know, a crazy, typical teenage outing. About twenty yards back behind the truck, something came out of the dense foliage onto the shoulder of the dirt road. whatever it was, it was big, muscular, and was on all fours. It was so dark in color that it was hard to see it, and It was facing away from their truck. Someone decided to throw an empty beer bottle at it, which shattered upon the ground at its feet. This seemed to startle it and made it quite mad. It then turned and started to run after the pick-up truck. At this point they noticed that it had glowing red eyes, and to everyone's dismay, it was rapidly gaining on the moving 4x4 vehicle. It finally got close enough that it appeared to reach out and grab the rear bumper of the vehicle. At exactly that same moment, the truck sharply turned to the right, off of the dirt road, and onto highway U.S. 41. The momentum of the turning vehicle flung whatever it was into the air, where it came down and tumbled across the higway into the brush on the left hand side, where it disappeared. At no point in time were any of the witnesses clearly able to make out just what this thing was. It was as if the shadows were chasing them.

This next one is for butterflychic26 .


Kansas Home

By: JennH201@aol.com


When I was about 10 years old my family rented a house in Oskaloosa, Ks. This is a small town that has a population of about 1074. We moved in the summer of 1992 or '93. Oskaloosa has a lake and this is where I would spend most of my days fishing mostly because I did not like spending time in the house that my family had moved to because it was haunted. It was haunted by an older man that only I could see. The first time I noticed that something strange was going on was when I was laying in my bed trying to go to sleep. I thought I saw my dad look into my bedroom than he just went back out without saying anything. I thought it was weird so I opened my door and asked him what he wanted (the only way to get to my bedrroom was through my parents room.) My dad said that he had not come into my room and told me to go back to bed. I didn't really know what was going on but I soon found out. Another night not long after, I was laying in my bed again trying to go to sleep when I heard a man's voice say "Get out" when I looked up I saw an angry old man at the foot of my bed. I was very scared after this happened and I kept telling my parents about the man that I saw but no one else in my family could ever see what I could. Then one day my mom, sister, brother, and I were in the livingroom watching TV when I saw the man going toward my brother. I yelled at my mom and told her that I saw the man going toward my brother and I knew that he was going to hurt him. When I saw the man get to my brother my brother stared yelling that his back was hurting but still no one else could see what I saw. My mom went over to my brother and more to humor me than anything she put out her hand to smack the invisible hands away from my brother, but she was shocked when she felt her hand hit something that she could not see. After that she told as all to get into the car when we were all in the car getting ready to drive off I saw the old man circling the house. We moved shortly after that last event and I have not ever had the desire to go back.

Tomorrow, I will post about the haunted house I once lived in. Not much creeps me out or rattles me, but there are a few things that will give me that 'creepy' feeling. Usually it is a place, an object, or even sometimes, a certain person. I call it 'gut instinct' and believe everyone has it, some people just listen more closely than others.

I was not much of a believer in ghosts. I guess I sorta believed, but at the same time I believed 'thats not gonna happen to me'. At least not until I experienced the real thing.... myself.