Whether you’re a believer in ghosts/the paranormal or not, you definitely know someone who claims to have had a paranormal experience.
I asked the GeekGirl World staff to share their own paranormal experiences, and what resulted is truly spooky.
Check out our stories below, and feel free to share your own with us!
I’m fairly certain our house has a ghost.
We have a motion night light in the bedroom that will turn on by itself, but only in the morning and only when both my fiance and I are both getting ready for work. We will both be in the bathroom and will see it go on with no one else in the room. It doesn’t do it any other time.
We also have cabinets in the hallway that make banging sounds that I was certain was my cats, but when I opened the door after hearing the cabinet bang there was no cat. I went to find them and they were all in the living room lying on the couches.
The cold water faucet has turned on but itself and there are footstep sounds from the hallway ceiling.
Nothing too alarming and nothing malicious really.
It was a dark and stormy night. Literally.
There was a big thunderstorm outside and I was in my room in bed. I think it was either late night or early morning but anyway, I was sleeping, when someone slapping me on my thigh woke me up. I looked over and standing at the foot of my bed was a little girl.
I couldn’t see that clearly in the dark of my room, but it definitely seemed like the outline of a little girl, and I thought it was one of my little cousins, because they were living us at the time. So I was like “what’s the matter? Is the thunderstorm scaring you? Did you want to come sleep in my bed?” But there was this dead silence. Like no response, and then I realized it wasn’t one of my little cousins, and started screaming. Just as I did that, the figure jumped, and slowly moved backwards into my closet that was open behind it and disappeared.
I jumped up on my bed and pulled the chain to turn on my overhead light, and just as I did that, my grandma came running down the hall with a crowbar in her hand. She thought I was being attacked, and when she heard what happened she laughed and said I must have just has a bad dream. My little cousins were in their room fast asleep, and whatever it was, it was gone. And I never saw it again.
I grew up in a fairly old colonial house in Massachusetts, and I’m pretty certain that it was haunted (though activity was rare, and any ghosts there were absolutely benevolent and weren’t bothering us)
One night I was lying in bed sleeping when I suddenly woke up. All around my bed and over my covers was this green mist. I looked to my left to my windows to see if maybe the light from the cars was shining through, but there were no lights aside from the streetlight. Needless to say, I absolutely freaked out. I ran downstairs with my blanket as fast as I could and slept on the couch.
On some nights when I would sleep on the couch (for one reason or another) I would occasionally hear the doorknobs to the main doors of the house rattle. You might think that maybe someone was trying to get in the house or maybe the wind was blowing on them, but both of those doors were connected to enclosed porches which had their own second locked door to outside.
I believe that any haunting in that house stemmed from my old bedroom. It used to be my brothers room, and he swears that one night he woke up in the middle of the night and saw someone with long hair standing in front of the middle window. He thought it was my dad (who used to have really long hair) and asked him what he was doing. When he got no response, he got up and turned on the light, but nobody was there.
My mother also had an en experience in the house, where late at night she saw someone walk across the hallway and into my room. She came in to scold me, but I was dead asleep.
The freakiest part about that house is that when my father did renovations on my room, he found gunshot holes (from what looked like a shotgun) hidden within the doors and walls. I’ve always wanted to look into the history of the house and see if something horrible happened in that room – it would explain so much. And I’ve also always wanted to write the new owners and ask if they’ve had experiences, but I didn’t want to be that creep.
When I was about 10-years-old we lived in an old house near MLK. I lived there from the age of 5-18. We knew the house was haunted but never had an issue until I was home alone one night. I was laying in bed and everyone was gone, the house was dark. The way my room faced I could see the hallway and laundry room.
I felt sick, and dizzy and saw this tall shadow man with red eyes. He was standing right outside my bedroom, he never did anything or said anything, he just stared. But he scared the crud out of me, you know like when you meet someone and just have a bad feeling. The next morning I told my mom who apparently had seen him before.
I hadn’t seen him for years, not until I was 20 and living with my ex. I again was home alone and felt sick and dizzy again, I could see the outline of the creature standing outside on my balcony. I told him he was not welcome in my home and needed to leave. Never saw him again and don’t get that sickly feeling.