Ghost Experience Stories

Hello west coast ghost hunts paranormal communtity. About a year ago, My family went ghost hunting down in downtown st.petersburg , we went to this one place called royale palias and when i was snapping photos, i captured this lady ghost playing the piano. the next day, we decided to go back to the place and guess what? no piano, so we knew it was really haunted. i would love it if you could come down here...

I don't know where to begin. I was very young when I first had an experience with the

paranormal. I can't remember my exact age but I was little. I can recall however, being about 7

years old. My sister who is older than I, was babysitting me on a school vacation. She was

in her room on the phone and I was in my room playing. Out of nowhere someone screamed, it

was a female. She had thought it was me, I thought it was her, it was neither one of us. After

that other things started to happen that only I seemed to be aware of. Nothing major, things

being moved in my room, I didn't understand any of it and really was not scared until I got a

bit older. For my 10th birthday, my mom had gotten me a very very large stuffed animal. She

used to work for Gerber when they had a plant out here in my city, Woonsocket to be

exact and this stuffed animal was from China. We had moved to another part of the city and

stranger, more scary things started to happen. I had come home from school and found my

large stuffed animal on the living room floor. I know I had it on my bed, that is where I always

kept it. I put it back in my room, went to the bathroom or something and heard a thump.

My animal was back on the living room floor. No one else was home at the time, my sister

had walked in and asked me what was wrong. I told her and she said it was just my mind

playing tricks on me. Even at the age of 10 I knew that was far from the truth. One night I

was in my room trying to sleep and I heard what sounded like whispering but I could not

make out what the words were or who it was let alone what it was. Another night I had

fallen asleep on the couch and heard a thump in my bedroom. My parents woke up and

I had gone into my own bed but that was not so. When I got up the next morning my

animal was on the floor by my closet, at this point I did not want this stuffed toy any

longer. I remember during another school day off or a vacation, I had my best friend

sleep over. We were in the living room having a snack that my sister made us, she had

gone to the store for my dad before he had gotten home from work, my friend and I

had gone into my bedroom to clean up and we heard a loud thump. This animal again was

on the living room floor. Her and I had put this thing in my parents closet, she was even

" freaked " out. I remember her asking if we had a ghost. A year later we had moved again

because the house had solded. This is where things really got out of control. I had put

this stuffed thing away in our basement for my niece for when she got older. The first

two weeks in our new home was quiet, nothing out of the ordinary until one night. I was

in my room getting ready to go to bed. The duffle bag I had on my bed post started

moving, on it's own. I thought I shook the bed, I had gone into the bathroom and heard

a bang that came from my room. My parents were both down stairs watching T.V. with my

sister and niece. It was the sound of something falling, as though something had fallen

off my bureau. I went into my room and found a nick nack that was on my dresser on the

floor. Then I noticed my closet light was on when I knew I shut it off. Another night I was

woken to my stereo changing stations by itself, lights turning on by themselves, things

falling off of shelves, and then the T.V. clicking off by itself. I remember one night distinctly

seeing a green dotted light go from one end of my room to the other and my stereo

changing stations again. I remember one day walking past the bathroom into my nieces room

to clean up for my parents and the bathroom light turned on by itself. Another night I had

fallen asleep in the living room because I was too scared to sleep in my own room and my

dad let me camp out on the living room floor. I was woken up to what felt like someone

picking me up and just dropping me. The next day when I came home from school I took

this stuffed animal out of the basement and threw it in the dumpster. Things still kept

happening and no one else was experiencing any of this but me. When I was 13, I had

gotten permission from my parents to attend Military School. My dad was a Navy veteran,

and it wasn't until then that I realized that stuffed animal had nothing to do with what I was

experiencing. It was something that was happening since I was little. But why only me? Who

or what was it? When I had returned home for graduation, all the activity seemed to just

vanish. I then started to study paranormal pshychology. To this day I still don't have the

answers I now seem desperate for.

When me and my bro was kid's we used to have mad dream's,but the opesite to eachother.

With me I used to have the same dream over again. My mum would be shouting at me to go to bed but I was scared,crying my eyes out.

I used to walk up the stairs and when I got to my bed room a ghost would jump out and shout BOOO.

I would run so fast I would jump off the stairs and wake up.

With my bro he told me that a goast used to ask him to come into a diffrent room.

My mum, god blass he, used to say that he should follow it becouse it was trying to show him somethink.

What do you think? Most of my life iv been trying work it out!