I have believed in UFO's all my life. However I never believed in ghosts until this experiance.

In the eighties me and a friend went to an Alice Cooper concert at Va. Beach. After the concert we went to a another friends house to spend the weekend in Va. Beach. His family was out of town so it was the three of us. I slept in his kids room and my friend slept on his couch.

I woke up in the middle of the night to sounds like someone tossing small objects around the room. Plenty of moonlight coming in the room so I could see that nothing was there. The I heard heavy footsteps enter the room and walk across to my bed. I looked and nothing was there but I could hear the footsteps clearly walk right up to within a foot of my head.

Then over my head I could hear someone forcefully grab a picture hanging on the wall and slide it down the wall. I could hear the picture frame hit the floor. I heard the wood splinter and the glass break. The wall above the head of the bed was empty. No picture hung there and I could see nothing. Then I heard the footsteps leave the room, while visually nothing was there.

Next I heard loud bumps and bangs coming from other rooms in the house. Then I clearly heard my friend asleep on the couch being rolled off and slamed on the floor so loud the house shook. Then all became quiet. Nothing really happened, it just sounded like it did.

The next morning the three of us sat at the table eating breakfast. I said nothing about the sounds, just waiting to see if anyone else did. Then my friend who slept on the couch asked me if I was OK. I asked what he meant and he said "You didn't hear all the beating and banging last night."

I told him I did and that I heard it toss him off the couch and slam him on the floor. Then he told me that what he heard was me being rolled out of bed and slammed on the floor. The guy who lived there said he didn't hear anything. It was a quiet night.

Later that year we went to Va. Beach to visit them and this time our wives were with us. My friends brought their small dog along. That evening the kitchen door to the garage suddenly opened and the dog just went nuts barking and growling at the door.

My friend and his wife slept in the living room that night. The next morning she told me that she woke up in the night to the garage door being opened again. She saw a woman dressed in a black gown float into the kitchen and stop for several seconds in front of the refrigerator. Then she floated back out into the garage and the door closed.

That afternoon the dog went nuts again barking and growling at the corner of the kitchen beside the garage door. The cabinet counter ran along two walls making that corner with a counter top. The dog was really freaking out and at one point backed up acting like something was threatening him from that corner.

After he calmed down I went to that corner. With my back to the counter I leaned a against the counter with my hands on the counter tops. I said "I ain't buying this ghost sh-t so If theres a ghost in this house then I dare it to do something. Come on I am challenging you right now to do something."

Nothing happened but suddenly I got the wierdest feeling. I felt like the cabinet and walls suddenly became a very sharp corner. I could feel the corner narrow to like thirty degrees even though they did not. It just felt like I was suddenly in a very sharp and deep corner. The dog went nuts again barking and growling like there was something behind me.

My friends who lived in that house moved later that year so I never went back there. The whole time they live there they never saw or heard anything unusual. But anyone who visited and spent the night either heard or saw something strange.
I always got the feeling that some past violence had taken place in the house, but I don't know, it was just a feeling.

I have never before or since had any ghost experinces. I have no explenation for these events. Someone took a pix of me once and there were three lights over my head in the pix but that could have been anything. I don't have a copy of the pix and I lost touch with her but I think she still has it.

I often wonder if there is an unrecognized energy metric like electromagnetism that is life energy. Usually this energy would be in a living being, but it could be disasociated from a physical form and be a free energy metric. Just a thought since I have no other explenation.

What is your experiances or thoughts on this?

electro magnetic energy,that produced naturally in the earths magnetic field and along the so-called ley lines are thought to sometimes cause fluctuations in our own electrical circuitry within our brain(the brain uses electric pulses).these are thought to cause hallucinations,nightmares,brainstorms and feelings of euphoria.that's one explanation.
or the place is replaying the past events of something that happended,as the spirits are unresolved it continues and maybe you are more receptive.

Macdaddy -

I think your explanation of electro magnetic enery is a bunch of hogwash... do you have any proof to back up this claim? If in fact it were true, people would be falling down in the streets all of the time having hallucinations and fits of euphoria due to the "ley lines". And why would nightmares only happen at night while we are sleeping? Does the electro magnetic energy from the earth's magnetic field only affect us at night? Sounds hokey to me.

Ley lines is hypothetical and unproven. Electromagnetic inducement of hallucination has only been shown in very high EM fields, much higher than naturally occuring other than lightning, and not even then in most cases. Only occurs consistantly in people shown to be susceptable like an alergy.

Most people in a work environment of high EMF show no effects.

one of my personal ghost experience,:about 48 hours after my best friend died, i was getting ready for bed, i turned around and she was standing by my closet, she was wearing the gown/dress she was burried in, i could see her perfectly, there was no doubt i was looking at her,her hair, face everything was like her..except...(she drowned)and her lips were removed, they put a plastic or something there for her funeral viewing, but when i saw her ghost her face was like it was before
she died.hmm. but im sure of what i saw, i was not dreaming as i had'nt even gotten in bed yet.

This post has been edited by cara: May 1 2008, 09:42 PM

samurai

as i said that is 'one' possible explantion.they wouldn't be called nightmares if they happened during the day.what would you call a nightmare during the day?hallucination or brainstorm.nightmares are no more than bad dreams and have no bearing or influence on reality unless you allow it.yes,there is evidence that electro magnetic energy and radio frequencys can effect the brain.the human brain works by electrical pulses.i personally think it is a form of mental illness.

My family have been followed by something strange for a long time, it started when i was very young, everything was peacefull until one day when my father was digging a pond in the back garden, he uncovered some bones, we were unsure if they were human or not. we put them back and buried them.
i woke up screaming that very night and witnessed the bunk bed i was on, shaking, the room was very cold too, i could see my breath, in the morning when i had left for school, thinking it was a dream, my father had to push the bed back against the wall..
it happened once again the next night, and my father ran into the room and it had stopped, and he noticed the bed was again away from the wall..

we moved house eventually as i couldnt stand it anymore.

years later, on a discussion about the strange experiences with my family, that very night i started to hear bumps and bangs and scrapes coming from the loft, i was conviced it was birds, until one night i heard a dull scream...
the experiences got more intense as well lived there, my mother and brother both saw at the same time, a black figure walking up the stairs in the corner of their eye, thinking it was my father, my brother ran upstairs after him, there was no one there.
another experience, the most distuburing, my father was downstairs, me and my brother were upstairs asleep, he thought he could here us jumping around and laughing, he shouted for us to go to bed, but it carried on, so he went upstairs came in expecting us to be awake, but we were both snoring...


i havent yet had another experience since we have moved.
whenever we talk about what happened at these houses, it seems to attract something. so we dont talk about it anymore.
i dont really want too go through it again!

thats pritty spooky BurningDownVegas i hope you dont get that bad mojo anymore. theres plenty of families get stuff like that, who knows what it is or what caused it, by the way what was your mother and fathers take on it ?

The electro magnetic energy stuff could explain away some stuff but not all ,not by a longshot

Well my personal ghost experiances as you all may or may not no is im a closet abducty in the realworld and dont talk about it not even to my fam, but thay do talk about ghosts that frequented the family home years ago just afew times
my mother thought it was her dead grandfather or other dead family members, her side of the fam has a long histroy of stuff like that my father just dosent talk about it at all but would get angry or touchy if someone makes a joke of it.
One time late at night everyone was in bed and i heard banging down on the ground floor ,i remember thinking are mum and dad ever going to go to bed i thought thay had gone to bed b4 me , it went on for about 10mins i could hear my dad swaring loudly ,by this time i was getting pritty pissed it was like 2am and it was one of my first leaves from the army and i was glad to be back in a real bed and had plans for early the next day and i could hear them going up and down the stairs from the ground floor to there bedroom on the first floor ,i was on the 3ed floor ,it all stoped for about 5mins and than it started up again Banging and i could hear my dad shouting and running downstairs i could hear my mother and father talking but there tone was odd i could hear my father going into all the rooms on the 1st floor and then walking up to the 2nd floor and than comeing up to the 3ed floor into my room.

My first words was fuuk off what da fuuk is going on and he didnt even look at me he looked at my window and said is your window open ,and i said no ,he went over to it and pushed the top lach to see for himeself and then went to walkout , I said whats going on ,and he said dont worry and went into my sisters room and brothers room and the bathrooms and then ran back down stairs.
By then i wasnt sleepy anymore i new someing was up ( i should just add my mother and father both dont do drugs lol or even drink and have never checked if the windows in the uperfloors are open at night ever. In fact that was the first time in years i ever seen my wee lazyass dad ever walk up to the 3ed floor lol )
By this stage i was pissed i could hear my bro's talking and my sis was up moveing about to, i could still hear the odd bang and i was just considering getting up and getting dressed to findout what the hell was going on, i was thinking mayb there was a fire or break in.

Then i could hear my mother going into all the rooms ,she came into mine and she said is your window open as she looked over at the window and i could hear drips of something droping on the floor and landing on my bed ,i said "what the hell wtf is going on dad just asked me that , she was holding something and she said dont worry just go back to bed and she went into my sis and bros room. by this stage i was freacked i jumped up and got dressed and just ranout of my room as my mother was comeing out of my bros room with a bottle of what looked like holy water sprinkling it all over.
(my mom and dad arnt even that holy i didnt even no we had holy water) I asked what the hell is going on, by that stage my 3 brothers had got up and was standing at there door looking spooked and i could hear my sis's door opening a crack with her peeking out and my father was standing at the bottom of the 2nd floor looking very spooked

My mother said that thay where sleeping in there bedroom and something brush passed them and my father jumped up and reached for the lamp, thay heard movement on the ground floor about the same time and knocked on the lights and both went down and didnt see anything but all the inerdoors where open , thay new it wasnt any of the 5 of us because we couldnt walk down and up all them stairs passed there room without them hearing it + by that stage we where all adults we didnt have to sneek about doing anything.

Thay closed all the groundfloor doors and made sure the windows and doors where locked and the main doors and windows where deadbolted, went back to bed and that heard the doors being banged by something and somedoors opening and then banging on there bedroom door , thats when my father started swaring thay jumped up went out and there was nobody there ,my dad checked every door and window in the house just in case it was the wind somehow

thay went back to bed and it happened again every time thay got back into bed the bedroom door would just push open about 2foot ,thay joked about it the 1st time but after the 4th thats when my mum got out the holy water and started splaching it around the house. You could tell there where realy spooked my mother said it was ok and to go back to bed and went back down to the first floor with my dad, i looked over at my 3 brothers and thay looked prity spooked and im sure i did as well ,we told our sis to go back to bed and to close her bedroom door and we said we would stay up to try and get this thing somehow(we thought we where pritty tuff and where trying to joke about it saying it puck the wrong house we'll ghostslap it back to the stoneage ) we said we would go back to bed but leave the landing light on and have our bedroom doors open, we all went back to bed and i could hear my mumand dad moveing stuff in there room and then it was a quiet for about 10mins and then there was two very loud violent bangs (i cant infasize enough how loud this sounded ) at the exact same time i could hear my mum and dad litarally scream. everyone jumped up and where realy freacked out. There was 7 adults heard that shit and it wasnt the wind or no electro magnetic disturbance.

It turns out that my mum and dad decided to move there large mahogany cabinet across there bedroom door to stop it from being pushed open and then went back to bed ,than thay heard there door being banged very violenty and the mahogany cabinet was pushed away from the door as the door swang open, the cabinet was pushed far enough away so the door swang almost to the wall. And that was it over. The next day all 7 of us looked at the door for marks but there wasnt a singal mark ,also the door was on a spring if you pushed as hard as you could it wouldnt go to the wall we tryed pushing it kicking it but we couldnt get it to open all the way to the wall unless we held it ,let alone punch or kick it with a large Cabinet in the way. My sis afew days later woke everyone up screaming and swears she seen a tall man with a hat walk through the wall and out her window comeing from my wall and that was the last we heard of the phantom door opener. That was years ago As far as i no it has never happend again

Well, here's my story (I was originally mr-e, but changed my name to avoid confusion with another poster who posted as Mr. E).
http://www.alien-ufos.com/Beer-Story-story...mal-t11506.html

Electro-magnetic activity CAN have an effect on the brain. I believe that. However, I don't think that's the whole story, especially not here. What I wrote is the least unbelievable part. Things got really crazy.

Here's the other thing: what if an electro-magnetic anomaly creates a weak point that allows spirits to interact with our world? My belief (supported by an experience I had recently) is that the afterlife is HERE, just separate: that we don't actually leave. However, imagine if, when we die, we move in a kind of mirror universe, one that looks just like this one (only different in some ways ... my experience was that it was a lot cleaner with more vivid colors and sounds), but what if there are windows in the walls that separate our two existences? What if there are 'soft' places in the boundaries that, although WE can't cross into their place and THEY can't cross back into ours: a certain amount of interaction is possible.

Think of it like a glove-box. Some scientists use a think called a glove box. It's like a clear plastic box with gloves in it. You put your hands into the gloves and you can move stuff in the box. Your actually hands never touch anything in the box. You do it through the gloves. What if it's like that?

There's another point: why only some people come back to haunt. It's my belief (again, supported by something I experienced recently) that when we die, we don't remember this life. Maybe we look the same, maybe we don't. Our personality doesn't go under any huge change (except in the sense that with all fear and threats removed, some of the darker aspects of our personality go away), however, we don't really remember this life. If prompted, we CAN remember, but it's like that life belongs to somebody else.

However, what if there are some people who can't or won't let go? They keep wanting to come back and see the old house, and the people and things they left behind? What if they're afraid of giving up that life and those memories, afraid of self-annihilation? Wouldn't they look for the weak places, look for the windows where they could see us?

My teacher had a ghostly experience.

She and some people went on a camping trip.
They went into an old building, and it was completely unfurnished.
They put out their sleeping bags and went to sleep.
She was cold and couldnt sleep well so she woke, and peered over her bag. A
red-cloaked figure bent over one of her freinds, then paused, looked up and onto another on. It continued doing this.
She put her head down and it never came to her.

In highschool, I remember going over to my friend Melissa's house for the first time. She lived with just her mom, who worked until 5pm, and a brother who was in afterschool sports.

It was about 3pm, a sunny afternoon, and we just went over to watch TV and hang out. Melissa had told me several unexplained stories about her house, none of which I can speak for, since I didn't experience them myself. But I did experience something that day that I'll never forget.

We had been watching TV for about 30 minutes, when the TV went off. Not the power in the house, just the TV. The remote was on the coffee table, untouched. Melissa grabbed the remote from the table, turned the TV back on, and set the remote back on the table. A minute later, pop, the TV went off again. Melissa rolled her eyes and said "knock it off".

As she was reaching for the remote again, I heard a cupboard shut in the kitchen. Then I heard more cupboards opening and closing, and noises, like dishes, refrigerator opening, basically I just heard a small commotion of things moving in the kitchen - like her mom had come home maybe and was starting dinner?

We got up to say hi to whoever was in the kitchen. But as we rounded the corner, the noises stopped. No one was in there. Her mom and brother came home about an hour later.

So - did Melissa plan an elaborate hoax for me that day? How? Why would she? Anyway, we stayed friends all through high school, we never really talked about what I'd witnessed, but I never went back to her house. I've lost touch with her, but I hope she posts some stories here, she has several unexplained experiences from that house she grew up in.