Keep'm coming.

I have not seen this particular app but have seen other "ghost" apps and I would be very skeptical. I think these things are more like party gags.

Ugh I want a haunted arcade! Some people have all the luck

About 25 years ago I was on a job site where one of the workers fell from the 5th floor.
I was there when the tried to resuscitate him. Face was completely white and blood was coming from his ears. He was dead.
Afterwards I would go in by myself on the weekends to work.(trying to get pinball money.)
All of the hair on my neck and arms would stand up. And it just felt creepy, not scary creepy.
25 years later I’m back on the same job, have come full circle. Everyone from security down to the workers, swear that this place is haunted. I’ve always known.
About a week ago I was on the third floor walking to the restroom. I heard a voice say “hey”
I acknowledged that I heard, and proceeded to the restroom. As. Entered the stall, there was indiscernible whispering in my ear.
I was like nope, nope, nope, getting the f Outa here. Not super scary just super creepy.

Yesterday, I was lying on top of some ductwork, trying to screw an escutcheon to the wall.
I kicked all of my screws to the floor on accident. Then I see a hand with a grey glove reach up from the other side of the duct. I watched it drop the screws on the duct.
I totally thought it was helper , but he was in a meeting . And the ladder was not in a position where someone could have climbed up the backside to put the screws back on the duct .
There is always peripheral people ..

My wife who cleans rooms at the hospital, said she gets freaked out when someone dies in the ICU, and immediately she goes to clean it… but she just revealed to me, that a patient recently died , and she went to clean his room. She heard a voice in her ear “tell my family that I love them”…
She never speaks about this type of stuff, but yeah there is life after death.

I had someone complain about a low humming sound they could hear from their house and wanted us to do something about. I read up on it and it's legit certain people have sensitivies to very low frequencies. Most can't hear it, but some that do, it drives them nuts. Can be caused by a failing piece of mechanical equipment in a building or some imbalance in a factory across town.

Reminds me of long ago during the summer I would always hear some weird noise when outside at night that drove me nuts, and others never heard it, until I pointed it out: There it is! There it is again! Then others would also hear it, once I pointed it out.

Not sure, but I think that noise was those tiny frogs, for sure not to be confused with the very loud noise the bullfrogs make at the pond next door, they get pretty damn funny, but the other noise was pretty damn irritating.

Also, ghost free here for a long time now, not me or anyone else has had a hug from the ghost in a very long time, and that's fine with me.

Only thing here in a long while is things out of place sometimes.

My girlfriend still pokes fun at me, the way I put everything back right in the exact spot it belongs, but that is one main way I can tell if any current activity, the ghost here loves to hug, and it loves to move stuff around.

Like I said long ago, pretty sure the ghost here is my granddad, when it hugs you, it is very nice. It hugged my girlfriend of 7 years now early on, scared the shit out of her, but we are still going strong.

Not sure what the ghost did to the girlfriend before her, she never told me, but she never spent another night here, and that was fine, she wasn't that good of a person as it turned out. Funny, when I was at her house, I felt the same way, something was disturbing me. Not sure if it was my ghost trying to get me out of there, or if she had a ghost there that didn't like me.

Sometimes I'm more open to the ghost, and ok if it shows up.

And sometimes I can sense it is near, and I'm like please just leave me alone right now. A few times I went to another bedroom to go to sleep, hoping it would not follow me, and it didn't.

I know a lot of people also talk about seeing orbs, I have seen those at times.

I've never seen an orb here, or the ghost here either. I have seen the ghost move objects, and others here have also seen that. The big thing is the warm hug, from the invisible person.

I wonder what the difference is, between an orb, and a ghost. I know both exists.

I'm pretty sensitive to all that, just like back when I was hearing that noise that must have been the tiny frogs, and no one else heard it until I kept pointing out there it is again.

I believe, because I know for a fact. The naysayers have just never experienced any of this for themselves, and good for them.

I have seen a glimpse of orbs, but the ghost here is invisible so far. Hell, I think sometimes it was visible, but I turned away, I don't want to see it.

I haven't talked to any of my cousins in years, and it would probably freak them out if I ask if grandad ever pays you a visit.

Best guess is the ghost has to be grandad, because one time mom was here, and thought I was full of shit with the ghost talk, and all of a sudden my cigarette lighter went sailing across the table, and even my mom said that is probably my granddad, he died tragically in an accident, and he really loved me and my parents, and he was having problems with his wife, and wanted to move in with us.

I think that happened when he died. He wanted to be here, and after he died, his spirit or something ended up here.

The lighter flying across the table that time was the only time I ever seen anything move while I was watching, and fine if that shit never happens again.

Stuff gets moved all the time, and gets aggravating, not sure if the ghost is just playing or whatever.

It is what it is, and I'm glad sometimes that I can sense what others cannot, and most of the time I want all of that to just leave me alone.

When the ghost stuff first came on tv, I thought about letting them come here, but I was afraid their stuff may piss off the ghost, and I didn't want that.

Ghost stuff is very real, and my mom, my girlfriend now, and an ex-girlfriend can verify that.

I have also heard about guardian angels, who knows, those could also be ghosts.

I never knew what the ghost did to that ex-girlfriend, but it did me a favor.

My current girlfriend was freaked out at the moment when it hugged her, but now she has forgot about it, until I mention it. It needs to give her another hug and bring her back to reality.

Hell, I'm all good if it wants to give me hug, but please stop moving my stuff around. Gets old.

Not a ghost, but an interesting story. One of my professors told me a story that he had a colleague with a patient that was hearing voices in his head. The medical community could find no reasons and he didn't seem to have any psychological issues. They ended up putting him inside a screen room (Faraday cage that blocks outside electromagnetic fields) and the voices stopped. They determined that the metal in his dental work was acting as an antenna with the signal transmitted along his jaw bone to his ear.

Time to get new dental work!

There may have been something going on with my previous house. Boiler-based heating systems are probably low-hanging fruit as far as weird noises go, but I distinctly remember waking up one night to hear a repeated wheezing transmitting through the bedroom radiator that distinctly sounded like "Help... me..." Like many old furnace systems, it made many odd but explainable noises in the year and a half I lived there, but I never before or since heard it do that.

My dreams are seldom good, even when they include things that ought to make me happy. Accidents, getting in significant trouble, being hopelessly late for work, etc. I always realize it's all fake as soon as I wake up, and at this point I really don't care. But I've never had a dream about uncovering an unspeakable eldritch horror (during building renovations at work) that devours anyone who makes eye contact...until a particular night in that house. Again, never before or since.

Fast-forward another year, my grandfather was moved into a nursing home and found himself needing to sell his house to pay for it. A house he'd built himself, in fact, and one sitting a block and a half from mine and lacking all of the massive inconveniences of mine. A few of you may have seen my post in the game room thread, but y'all can probably guess what sort of transactions actually ended up happening.

We had two cats, and they always seemed uncomfortable or on edge, and never wanted to go outside. Until we moved into my grandparents' house, after which both of them were suddenly happy and contented. Both...or maybe all three. My girlfriend asked me, early in the moving process, if there had ever been a cat in the house previously, after seeing one out of the corner of her eye in the basement. I had never told her that my mom had a Siamese when she was living there.

These are all pretty tame in comparison to some of the stuff I saw in this thread, but I figured I'd add my own experiences.

About 10 years ago, I was picking up on my computer speakers someone speaking I'm guessing on a CB or shortwave radio. I couldn't hear the person he was talking to, only him. One Sat. morning, I turned on my PC expecting to hear this guy talking but instead I heard this low voice say, "you're going to die". I still haven't told my Wife about this.

I just told her. Good luck at dinner tonight.

My house was ridiculously active for years, but once we had a TV crew in with a medium, another ghost hunting team with a medium, and a third medium that told them we wanted them to stay, everything went suddenly quiet. There's been next to nothing for four years now. We get the occasional footsteps from upstairs when nobody is home, but that's about it. It's as if once we acknowledged them and said we're happy to share "their" house with them, they didn't need our attention anymore.

There are many who think we were insane with this stuff, but those same people can't really explain how our supposed insanity just magically disappeared overnight. I actually wish the activity came back...

Setting the stage...

Many years ago when my at the time girlfriend (now wife) and I had recently moved in together we were both working late nights, me evenings, her overnights. So I would get off work and be alone most of the time.

We lived in the upstairs apartment of a house. The owners lived below us and their bedroom was right under our living room, so always had to be pretty quiet in the evenings. This was when Final Fantasy III (6) had just came out and I was knee deep into this magnificent world. I would come home from work and promptly start up the game. Anyone who has played this game knows how drawn in it could make you at the time.

One night, I'm engrossed in the game. It's probably around 3 AM, and the room is dimly lit by the glow of the TV. Behind me, I hear a clicking sound. I look around and see nothing and go back to my game. A short while later I hear it again. Still see nothing. I shrug and figure it is just the people downstairs. A little while later I hear it again, and I am pretty certain at that point it is coming from where I am. It would only last a few seconds and stop. I got up and started to look around. I see nothing out of the ordinary or any sign of what could be making the noise. I am about to give up and go back to my game when I hear the noise again and I notice movement out of the corner of my eye. As I turn to get a better look, it stops. I'm facing a closet door. In front of closet door there is a heavy sofa chair. I'm about to turn away when suddenly, just above the chair, I see the door handle of the closet slowly turning back and forth, softly clicking as it would change direction.

Click.....

Click.....

Click.....

Click.....

Then nothing.

Now, I don't believe in ghosts, but I do have an overactive imagination. It was dim in the room and at that moment, all sorts of things ran through my mind. My mind was trying to convince myself what I was seeing was real.

Then the knob starts turning back and forth again...

Click.....

Click.....

Click.....

Click.....

I quickly, but quietly go get a knife from the kitchen. I re-enter the living room and cautiously move the chair out of the way. Meanwhile...occasionally...

Click.....

Click.....

Click.....

Click.....

Coming to my senses, I realize something. I haven't seen Sparky, our 6 toed cat. I call out hesitantly...with a bit of a crack in my voice..."Sparky?"

From within the closet I hear "Meowrrrr".

That was the day I learned our cat could open doors.

I still don't believe in ghosts.

I love this thread

You will when it happens to you. Lots of people don't believe in aliens, but even the government can't explain WTF is going on right now. There's a whole lot we haven't figured out yet, and maybe never will.

Oh I won't argue about the existence of such things. I just saw the thread and thought it was a good true story, that I call my only ghost story. Honestly, like all of us, I simply do not know. I will just say I have my own logical reasons why I don't believe they exist. My wife has had her own experiences that makes her believe they exist though.

As for aliens, I see that as much more plausible, however I do not believe any of what we are hearing about is actually aliens. I know enough about the military/government and secrets to know that one hand doesn't know what the other hand is doing, and we are decades conditioned to think 'aliens' when we hear the term 'ufo'. Just like bigfoot, or any other things of that nature, in the day of cameras everywhere catching the craziest of moments, if such things existed and people actually saw them, we would have more than distant blurry pictures or video. You notice that in the latest craze, no actual evidence of any kind was presented. Just speculation - and 'i saw'. If we don't believe anyone to be telling the truth about anything why would we believe any of that? Admission does not equal honesty. I leave everything open to be proven wrong, but as of yet, there is no proof. Almost everything can be explained with enough research. In the old days anything that someone did not understand was considered magic or of the gods.

I don't know...I think it's tough to explain away a giant pinball flying through Iraq:

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Not hard at all. Any person can do such things these days, right on their phone. It's not even pinball shaped, it's blur (you can tell if you watch it enough times). Humans are great at making up stories. That being said, I'm not saying it isn't a UFO. I'm saying I don't believe it was aliens.

Another Flying Pinball - Met this guy in Hawaii who does drone footage. While looking at his page, I found this.

This is above a major freight loop in California (Tahachapi Loop). It was in the tunnel?

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Still enjoying this thread. Still live in a "haunted" house. Still don't believe in ghosts, but want to

During the couple years between my first post and now, I built an infrasound cannon, and a friend helped me construct a variable frequency sine wave device that can run continuously through it (you can also use modulators on your phone). The idea is that prolonged exposure to subsonic sound (particularly 18.9 hz, the "ghost frequency" which supposedly causes your eyeballs to vibrate thus causing hallucinations and even lower frequencies, say those of 6-9 hz that cause bodily organs to vibrate, inducing feelings of distress or anxiety similar to the mythical brown note) can make you see and feel all sorts of things.

So far it has not made me see a ghost, but can confirm it's not something you want to be around for a long time. If you have annoying neighbors, it's potentially great though.

Next to nothing except for the footsteps also, for the last 6 years here.

In the late 80's, I was in bed one morning & felt like I was being watched. I rolled over & there was a slender, black figure in the doorway. As I got out of bed, I said "What are you doing in my house?" & the figure walked into the living room. Of course there was nothing there.
There have been a few oddities in my current house. The one I remember was going into the kitchen to get a drink. A half hour later I went back & there was a pile of maggots in the middle of the room. No trail or any place above where they could have fallen from.
"I'm not saying it's an ancient indigenous burial ground, but it's an ancient indigenous burial ground."

The first one just sounds like sleep paralysis. Maybe it was the hat man!

The second one, no idea but thats nasty lol

Just ran across this thread for the first time - still reading through it. I'm a skeptical person by nature and really believe that most "paranormal" things/experiences are just normal things that we do not yet understand. Just look at magic - I've seen all kinds of tricks I can't explain, but they are just tricking your brain into thinking it's impossible. Fact is, as humans we know very little about anything and everything.

Having said this, I've had several experiences that I cannot explain, some terrifying, some (in a bizarre way) were comforting and reassuring. They all happened in different places. I typically refrain from sharing these experiences as I don't want people to think I'm some crazy weirdo and I wonder if someone told me similar stories what I would think. Making it worse, some of the stuff I've experienced is laden with stereotypes you would see in horror movies making me even more hesitant to tell my experiences.

Anyway, I''ll bite and tell one of the more terrifying "ghost" experiences I've had:

I was in my Freshman year at a College in Michigan. My mother (divorced) was dating a guy who happened to have relatives that lived about 20 minutes from campus in an old farmhouse on a sizable plot of land that they had purchased about a year earlier. My mom and her BF were going to visit them for the weekend and asked if I wanted to join them for a night. I agreed and they picked me up at the dorm in the afternoon and we went to the house for the night. My mom's BF on the way to the house was bragging about what a great deal they got on the place. (These are the types of stereotypes I referred to earlier)

We arrive and meet his relatives and their 6 year old boy, Charlie. We get a tour of the house and it is filled with antiques and old toys/dolls. At the top the stairs (down the hall from where we will be sleeping) there is an antique wooden toy chest with a 100+ year old toy doll sitting on top of the closed lid. The whole thing immediately gave me the creeps. At the end of the hall was the bedroom that my mom and her BF would be staying in and off that bedroom was another room (somewhat unfinished) with an old desk and single bed that I would be sleeping in.

We eat dinner and start chatting about this and that. At some point Charlie starts talking about playing "dolls" with his friend. (I can't remember her name, but his friend was a little girl) Come to find out, this friend was an imaginary friend that Charlie says lives with them. They go on to tell us that Charlie made up his imaginary new friend shortly after they moved in. Charlie gets real defensive and angry/mean when he hears someone say she is not real - to him, she is absolutely real. He says she's going to be mad.

We finish dinner, start playing cards and Charlie is put to bed. After a couple hours (and a couple of beers) my mom decides it time for bed and heads upstairs, I decide I should get some sleep too and head up with her. I say goodnight to my mom and head to the connecting room off of my mom's room. I closed the door connecting the two bedrooms, but the door to the hallway in the room my mom was staying in stayed open. I go to bed, shut my eyes and fall asleep.

I wasn't asleep very long when I was suddenly awoken by a very cold "presence" moving through the room. I was under the covers, but whatever it was, was circling the room and every time around it would move right through my body in a terrifyingly bone chilling cold way. As it circled the room (rather quickly) it would blow the loose papers on the top of the desk around. It was pretty dark in the room, but I could make out where it was at all times. I don't know what it was, but I had an overwhelming feeling that it did not want me in that room at all. I was terrified, but was too afraid to scream out. It was all over within 20-30 seconds at most, but then the craziest thing happened. Immediately as I felt "it" leave my room - my mom screams out in terror from the next room.

I laid in bed for a few moments before I could even mustard up the courage to go check on my mom. I get up and go into her room and she is sitting up in bed. I asked her if she was okay and why she screamed. She said she didn't know why she had screamed, but that something had scared her. She was clearly shaken up. My mom's BF and his relatives were still up playing cards when this happened and they came up to see what was going on. They flip the switch to turn on the light in her room and the f*cking creepy doll from the top of the toy chest down the hall was on the floor in the bedroom, next to the far wall past the bed.

I'm totally shook at this point. I try to explain what I experienced. No one can answer why the doll is in the room. Then the husband says that they have been having strange things happening since they moved in that they cannot explain. I couldn't stay the night in that room after that happened so they set me up on the sofa downstairs. I didn't experience anything else that night - I didn't sleep at all and left a light on. We left first thing in the morning and never went back.

Except any manipulation was disproved by the government. Do try to keep up.

Sorry to derail the thread...there's another one for UFOs. Let's get back to ghoulies.

That's scary for sure. I assume the BF wasn't a thing for long, so no further stories of that house?

Yeah, they broke up not too long after this trip. Never went back to that house and never wanted to. I have no idea what the history of the house was. If it was my house, I would have sold it asap and sold/thrown away all the creepy dolls as well.

Or fire.