True Ghost Stories: Real Short Tales of the Supernatural (The Real Paranormal Psychic Series)

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  TRUE GHOST STORIES

  VOLUME 1

  FROM THE

  THE REAL PARANORMAL PSYCHIC

  SERIES

  BY

  ROSEMARY BREEN

  http://PsychicRevolution.com

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  COPYRIGHT © 2012 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ROSEMARY BREEN

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  First Printing: 2012

  This Book Is Dedicated To

  All Those Who Share The Stories Of Their Own Paranormal Episodes In The Longest Running Parapsychological Survey On The Net

  Your Encounters Are Important To The Researching Of The Supernatural.

  Thank You For Putting Your Experiences On Record!

  TRUE GHOST STORIES

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  PARAPSYCHOLOGY AND THE STUDY OF THE PARANORMAL

  WE ARE NOT ALONE

  GHOST ON THE WEB

  WEE SCOTTISH VILLAGE

  GHOST TOUR COMES ALIVE

  THE PENAL COLONY DOWN UNDER IS ALIVE WITH GHOSTS

  WHERE TO DAD?

  A CLICHÉ

  SO LAID-BACK

  EARLY ONE MORNING

  THE ABANDONED PROPERTY

  SOUTHERN DRAWL

  THE GOAT-MAN COMES A CALLING

  THREE GHOSTS AND A SHADOW PERSON

  THE WHITE LADY

  THE ROCKING CHAIR WITH A LIFE OF ITS OWN

  THE UNINVITED HOUSE GUEST

  THE GUEST WHO KEEPS OTHER GUESTS AWAY

  A HAPPY HOUSE GONE WRONG

  AN ORIENTAL EXPERIENCE

  HE WALKS BUT WITHOUT LEGS

  A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY

  THE FOX SISTERS REVISITED

  GETTYSBURG SOLDIER

  A PLANNED SLEEPOVER FOR TWO – PLUS 1

  LOONEY TUNES TO THE RESCUE

  THE GRIM REAPER COMES CALLING

  THE BABY IS ON ITS WAY

  LIVING AND WORKING WITH THE OTHER WORLD

  A PREMONITION

  PSYCHOKINESIS I

  PSYCHOKINESIS II

  POLTERGEIST ACTIVITY ON THE HOME FRONT

  THE DEAD CAT WHO COMES TO VISITS

  NOT WITHOUT GRANDMOTHER, YOU WON’T

  ENERGY ALL AROUND

  A GHOST FOR COMFORT

  AND COMFORT FROM GRANDPA

  NARNIA REVISITED

  A PRESENT FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE

  OUIJA BOARD

  ANOTHER DIMENSION

  OLD RESIDENTS RETURN TO THEIR HOME

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  Parapsychology And The Study of the Paranormal

  People often think that it is the more flamboyant phenomena of parapsychology – the ghost stories and poltergeists, people who work miracles, and the like – that keep researchers hammering away at a subject matter that at times seems very reluctant to give up any secrets.

  Not so. The driving force behind our efforts can be found in the unusual experiences of thousands of quite ordinary men and women.

  Richard S. Broughton; Parapsychology: The Controversial Science (1992)

  We Are Not Alone

  I was with a friend who had recently moved into a new apartment. She had been living there alone for about a week or two when she mentioned her house possibly being haunted. She spoke of things in the walls, vents, the mirror that conveyed mental images to her, and occasionally sound and smell.

  I personally got a strange prickling sensation on my skin when I went near each area.

  Some time after she moved into the apartment, she began unveiling and discovering symbols all over the place, each interconnected with the others. I remember one of them being a number seven.

  I mentioned to my friend that I’d recently had some arguments with my mother and also that I had been seeing a lot of spiders, in my own house. My friend told me that the spider was a symbol of some number of things, one of them being disharmony with one’s mother. Adding to this, a single strand of spider webbing kept appearing in different areas each time our conversation died, over an 8-10 hour period. It seemed to just come down from the ceiling or sky (the apartment was on the second floor, and included a back patio).

  However, it was not visible while either of us was talking about it or speaking of it. But as soon as it was forgotten, it would reappear, causing an initial refraction of light (both sun and natural).

  I think that the last time I saw it was on the patio. I reached out and grabbed it, then proceeded to wrap it around my hands. It came downward for a good 5-10 minutes, and by this time I thought I had very thin silk gloves. I tried to wipe it off my hands, but it would not all leave and, being curious, I began pulling on it more which caused it to then come from the ground in front of the apartment for another five minutes.

  While trying to end the fiasco, I noticed two kids were skateboarding on a sidewalk across the parking lot, in front of another apartment replicate, while a mother watched them. I think that only one of the boys was her son. The first kid did a trick jumping off the sidewalk about five feet to the parking lot, causing the second kid to try to imitate. He failed twice, and an image of the boy landing the trick flashed in my head after I remembered the web on my hand. Knowing this, I told my friend the boy was going to land the next one, and that I did not need to see the end. The kid was ready to give up, but my friend shouted encouragement to him, helping him to try one more time.

  By the time I reached her kitchen counter and sat down, I heard the skateboard hit the cement, and the ensuing shouts of the boys and mother. The rest of the evening continued with idle flame staring that produced multiple images and sensations. I returned to the patio at nightfall, and noticed a brilliant full moon, and then a sparkle out of the corner of my eye. It was the web strand, hanging from nothing but the sky.

  This time I only admired it, and saw a reflection of myself in the moon.

  I awoke the next morning with a different outlook.

  To th
is day, I experience short premonitions. They can occur during daydreams, meditation, and sleep. Sometimes, strangers will be affected by my thoughts, and do what I imagine directly beforehand, or respond to unasked questions. Words build up in my head and, right before vocally releasing them, I feel them leave through my forehead, probably through my Third Eye, for a lack of a better term, which is said to have something to do with the pineal gland. I also think I’ve changed a few stoplights and computer processes, but I could be crazy.

  Ghost On The Web

  I was sitting on a couch and my friend was on the computer and we both saw a ghost sitting next to me on webcam but could only see her clothes but not her face.

  Wee Scottish Village

  My first experience of ghosts (actually, there were three in the same place) was in a small village in Scotland.

  It was in a home that had been converted from two fishermen's houses that were hundreds of years old. The owners of the home often had lodgers but they never stayed long, as they all experienced the resident apparitions. The ghost upstairs moved things.

  On one occasion, I witnessed all the windows banging shut at exactly the same time as music and lights went off ... although the electricity was still on in the village and in other parts of the house. On this occasion, I couldn’t get out of the room immediately because the exits were jammed shut. So, I talked to the ghost (as you do in such circumstances) and got the feeling his name was Callum. Certainly a puzzling experience and one I don’t understand.

  The downstairs ghost was far more frightening, although seldom seen outright. It came to me as a black shadow and was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t breathe/ It was like a great pressure was exerted on my chest, followed by a horrendous headache that caused some of the worst pain I’ve ever known.

  I remember thinking at the time that this presence was a woman, and a very bad one, at that. There was also a ghost cat in the house that appeared and then disintegrated in front of me. It would do the same in front of others, an on some occasions it would materialise, as if from tiny little balls, like specks of dust.

  This was the first, although unfortunately, not the last time that I experienced ghosts.

  Ghost Tour Comes Alive

  This experience took place in the old Tuberculosis Hospital of Louisville, Kentucky. Before going into the building I was very convinced that there was no such thing as a ghost, demon, or spiritual entity. I was the biggest sceptic in the whole group that entered the place that night.

  We were on a ‘ghost tour’ given by the Waverly Hills Historical Society. Towards the end of the tour, when we were on the fourth floor of the building we looked towards the end of the hall. The halls in this place are very long, probably 3/4 the length long of a football field. At the end of the hall, there appeared to be something, not sure what, moving about.

  The guide told everyone to cut the flashlights. He then used a laser pointer and scanned the end of the hall. When he did this the laser point hit the back of the far wall but, when he moved the light to a particular point in the hall, it hit what appeared to be some form of fog or mist (not really sure what it was).

  The red light from the laser diffracted downwards and shone on part of the floor. It somehow illuminated the ‘thing" and made it look red. However, the most disturbing part of this is the fact that the "thing’ as it was moved towards our tour group that consisted of seven, maybe ten people.

  This was a very disturbing scene to many of the people in the group. Some of the girls started crying. Then, one of the guys in the group turned on his flashlight and shone it at the ‘thing’. There was nothing there. At that very instance, the whole area where we were standing became chillingly cold. The guide had a digital thermometer on him. The temperature in the building had been 63 degrees F when we entered. It was now 31 degrees F. The temperature change didn’t last long though. It was gone within about 30 seconds. The temperature then went back to 63 degrees F again.

  This was a life-changing event for me. In fact, it has changed the whole way I look at life. I do sometimes question what I saw in that old hospital that night. The scientist in me is constantly looking to find a physical explanation for what happened, but I have yet to come up with anything that makes sense.

  The Penal Colony Down Under Is Alive With Ghosts

  I was living in Tasmania for five years in the early 90's. The house we rented had unexplained patches of cold air including one area, where the heavy door into the lounge would sometimes close on its own.

  One night my baby son, who normally slept thru the night, was inconsolable. I picked him up and took him to lay on couch with me near ‘the door’ and a coldness swept over me. Then, I shuddered and my whole body trembled powerfully as I felt something ‘pass through me’.

  Next, my baby son, who was resting on my chest, shuddered too. I was terrified! I can only say that I feel a ‘ghost passed through both of us. I went cold as it happened and the energy shift was powerful.

  I am science-trained, and a non-believer in God. However, this experience convinced me that either I was going mad at the time (which I wasn’t) or something less tangible occurred in the house that night.

  I now believe that ghost wanted us to leave. Prior to this night, I had ignored, even denied the existence of the waves of cold air in the house. I even explained away the door closures. However, that night freaked me out so much we moved out soon after.

  At the college where I was teaching at the time I discussed this with the other staff members. They concurred that many people experience ghosts in Tassie (Tasmania). Maybe it’s because Tasmania was once a cruel, brutal penal colony? The theory goes that there are loads of souls wandering around the island, still lost in limbo.

  Nothing like that had happened to me before and nothing like it has happened since.

  Where To Dad?

  I left my weekly college class late one night, around 10 p.m. and walked towards my car in the underground parking lot. Since the lot is almost empty at this time of night, a group of us students always walked to the lot together and dispersed to our respective cars.

  I was extremely exhausted this particular night and I worried about whether I would be able to stay awake during the 20 minutes drive home. I am female, and as a safety precaution, I always make it a point to check under my car as I approach it. This night was no exception, despite my exhaustion.

  Assured that there was no one hiding under my car, I got in the driver's seat, still worried about the drive home. I prepared to back out of my parking spot and looked in my rear view mirror as usual. As soon as I did so, I saw an image of an old man sitting in my back seat (not directly behind me but diagonal - i.e., behind the front passenger seat).

  My heart leaped to my throat and I whipped my head around towards the back seat (I was terrified that someone had in fact broken into my car and was waiting to assault me). There was no one there. I even looked at the car floor and searched around, to assure myself that I was in fact alone and safe. Once I had reassured myself, I slowly proceeded to back out of the spot, drive out of the lot, and head home, glancing in my mirror every now and then.

  During the entire drive home, I kept going over the event in my head, trying to make sense of it all. I KNEW what I saw - I didn't imagine it! It was definitely an old man, though the image was a bit grey and somewhat transparent (like ghosts would look, I suppose).

  It wasn't until I was almost home that it dawned on me. That day was my father's birthday. He had passed away just a year or two before then. Perhaps he visited me to help me stay awake on my drive home. Well, that certainly woken me up and kept me alert for the entire drive - no doubt about it!

  A Cliché

  While walking to the railway station in Blackheath, NSW Australia I saw two apparitions.

  I am a sceptic so I looked for logical explanations such as light reflection, mist etc. but there was nothing to explain the two figures I saw. They hovered motionless below a sign for about a minute and then
floated across the road and disappeared into a solid embankment.

  It sounds corny but this occurred just in front of Blackheath cemetery. No other sensations accompanied the event; no sounds or change in temperature and no fear. It is the only time in my life that I can say I have seen a ghost.

  So Laid-Back

  I was sitting on my friends couch (I was dozing). I looked over in the hallway and saw a white figure standing there.

  I told my friend and she said ‘that’s the ghost that’s in my room’.

  Early One Morning

  My Dad had just woken me up to get ready for school. I decided to sit up in my bed for a while and I could hear my Dad getting in the shower.