Omnia sol temperat, absens in remota.
{{These first few stories, I'll just copy paste from the old guild
In order for me to tell the story properly, so that you all understand why it's so weird, I'll have to give you some back stories as well >w>
HISTORY : The history behind this story is a simple one. When my mother was 17, her father, my grandfather, had died of a heart attack. He wasn't a very nice man. He was a drunk and abusive father and husband.
Now my mother was only 17 when he died. She hadn't even met my father at that point, so none of us (her kids) had ever met Grandpa. Now keep that in mind when I get to the first ghost story.
FIRST STORY : When I was 4 years old my family and I were living in my mother's mom's house. One night my sister woke up and made a noise in which woke me up (We shared a room). I saw she was looking out the door way and I looked to see what she was looking at. What I saw made me freeze. A tall man with blond hair looking into my brother's room. He turned to look at my sister and I, saw we were awake, and ran away into our grandmother's room. But he went through the door. We had never seen this man before.
The next day my sister told mom what her and I saw. Mom took out a photo album and showed us a picture of a man with blond hair. Both my sister and I said that that had been the man we saw. All color left mom's face as she told us that the man we saw had been dead for years, and that he was our grandfather.
SECOND STORY : In May 2007, I was (and still am) living with my family in a house a few towns away from where my grandmother's house is. Since that incident, my grandfather had been seen a few more times, all by my grandmother though. Well in May, my mother, my dog, and I decided to visit my grandmother's house. Now I always feel a little uneasy in her house, but never in the living room. So we normally sit there. Well the uneasiness was there too. Like someone was watching us. It was scary. I told mom that I desperately needed to go home. Well as we were backing out of the drive way, mom was talking about dogs and how she used to have two. Suddenly I heard a man's voice say something from behind me. Whatever it said was hazy but I know I hear 3 words. The first ended in -am and was a one syllable word. The second was "and" and the 3rd was a two syllable word that sounded like a different language.
I turned to mom and asked if she had heard anything. I saw her look into the rear view mirror and she just dismissed what I had asked saying I had been hearing things and that I should stop talking about it. A few blocks down the road mom looked into the rear view mirror again and started talking.
"Justine, don't freak out, it's not there anymore, but I saw a shadow person sitting behind you when you asked about what you heard. I need you to tell me right now what it said"
I told her what I heard and she said, "Was it 'Sam and Raja?" it was like something clicked and I knew thats what I had heard. "Those were the names of my two dogs when I was a kid." Before that night, I never even knew mom even had dogs.
For the next week, everywhere I went I felt panicky, and I kept hearing and seeing things all over my house. Before then it never happened. A few days later I had this urgent feeling that I HAD TO go back to Grandma's house. I told mom and she said we'd go back on Saturday. I had 3 more days till Saturday. As time went on that week, the feelings, sounds, sights, got worse. I stopped sleeping. When Saturday finally came, we went to Grandma's house and as soon as I stepped foot there, the feeling was lifted. I never saw or heard or felt anything like that again in my house.
THIRD STORY : For Christmas this year my mother got a camera that does video with sound. She went to grandma's house to play with the camera and started taking a video of grandma. In the beginning of the video you can hear a very distinct male voice saying "What are you doing?" It was the same voice I heard that night in May that said "Sam and Raja" and mom said it sounds EXACTLY like my grandfather's voice.
Now here is more recent stories
Over the past summer, we started having a lot of activity in the house. Sounds and things. I was sleeping one night when something made me jolt awake. I wasn't sure what it was, but for whatever reason, I was freaked out. Just as I was starting to calm down, I heard what sounded like a woman humming in the far corner of my room. It was a pretty tune, but frightening none-the-less. Shortly after that night I would wake up in a similar fashion every couple of nights and experience something else. Whether it was seeing shadow people move in and out of the corners of my eye, so seeing the outline of a person standing in front of my closet or even light footsteps of a child pacing around my bed. But the activity in my room soon quieted a few months later.
About 3 weeks ago, I left to go to a carnival with my friend Lauren. Just as I was pulling out of the driveway, mom called me and asked me if I was still home. I said no and asked her what was wrong. She said that there was what sounded like a young girl humming and walking around in the living room. Even the dog heard it, went to investigate, and ran back to her room with a little bit of a whimper.
About a week ago, I heard noises like something banging against the wall in the laundry room. Just as I did then, I'm currently sitting in front of the laundry room door. It was quite scary. I walked over to see what was happening and suddenly the air got heavy and cold and I heard what sounded like a low growl. I ran out of the house and nothing has happened since.}}
In order for me to tell the story properly, so that you all understand why it's so weird, I'll have to give you some back stories as well >w>
HISTORY : The history behind this story is a simple one. When my mother was 17, her father, my grandfather, had died of a heart attack. He wasn't a very nice man. He was a drunk and abusive father and husband.
Now my mother was only 17 when he died. She hadn't even met my father at that point, so none of us (her kids) had ever met Grandpa. Now keep that in mind when I get to the first ghost story.
FIRST STORY : When I was 4 years old my family and I were living in my mother's mom's house. One night my sister woke up and made a noise in which woke me up (We shared a room). I saw she was looking out the door way and I looked to see what she was looking at. What I saw made me freeze. A tall man with blond hair looking into my brother's room. He turned to look at my sister and I, saw we were awake, and ran away into our grandmother's room. But he went through the door. We had never seen this man before.
The next day my sister told mom what her and I saw. Mom took out a photo album and showed us a picture of a man with blond hair. Both my sister and I said that that had been the man we saw. All color left mom's face as she told us that the man we saw had been dead for years, and that he was our grandfather.
SECOND STORY : In May 2007, I was (and still am) living with my family in a house a few towns away from where my grandmother's house is. Since that incident, my grandfather had been seen a few more times, all by my grandmother though. Well in May, my mother, my dog, and I decided to visit my grandmother's house. Now I always feel a little uneasy in her house, but never in the living room. So we normally sit there. Well the uneasiness was there too. Like someone was watching us. It was scary. I told mom that I desperately needed to go home. Well as we were backing out of the drive way, mom was talking about dogs and how she used to have two. Suddenly I heard a man's voice say something from behind me. Whatever it said was hazy but I know I hear 3 words. The first ended in -am and was a one syllable word. The second was "and" and the 3rd was a two syllable word that sounded like a different language.
I turned to mom and asked if she had heard anything. I saw her look into the rear view mirror and she just dismissed what I had asked saying I had been hearing things and that I should stop talking about it. A few blocks down the road mom looked into the rear view mirror again and started talking.
"Justine, don't freak out, it's not there anymore, but I saw a shadow person sitting behind you when you asked about what you heard. I need you to tell me right now what it said"
I told her what I heard and she said, "Was it 'Sam and Raja?" it was like something clicked and I knew thats what I had heard. "Those were the names of my two dogs when I was a kid." Before that night, I never even knew mom even had dogs.
For the next week, everywhere I went I felt panicky, and I kept hearing and seeing things all over my house. Before then it never happened. A few days later I had this urgent feeling that I HAD TO go back to Grandma's house. I told mom and she said we'd go back on Saturday. I had 3 more days till Saturday. As time went on that week, the feelings, sounds, sights, got worse. I stopped sleeping. When Saturday finally came, we went to Grandma's house and as soon as I stepped foot there, the feeling was lifted. I never saw or heard or felt anything like that again in my house.
THIRD STORY : For Christmas this year my mother got a camera that does video with sound. She went to grandma's house to play with the camera and started taking a video of grandma. In the beginning of the video you can hear a very distinct male voice saying "What are you doing?" It was the same voice I heard that night in May that said "Sam and Raja" and mom said it sounds EXACTLY like my grandfather's voice.
Now here is more recent stories
Over the past summer, we started having a lot of activity in the house. Sounds and things. I was sleeping one night when something made me jolt awake. I wasn't sure what it was, but for whatever reason, I was freaked out. Just as I was starting to calm down, I heard what sounded like a woman humming in the far corner of my room. It was a pretty tune, but frightening none-the-less. Shortly after that night I would wake up in a similar fashion every couple of nights and experience something else. Whether it was seeing shadow people move in and out of the corners of my eye, so seeing the outline of a person standing in front of my closet or even light footsteps of a child pacing around my bed. But the activity in my room soon quieted a few months later.
About 3 weeks ago, I left to go to a carnival with my friend Lauren. Just as I was pulling out of the driveway, mom called me and asked me if I was still home. I said no and asked her what was wrong. She said that there was what sounded like a young girl humming and walking around in the living room. Even the dog heard it, went to investigate, and ran back to her room with a little bit of a whimper.
About a week ago, I heard noises like something banging against the wall in the laundry room. Just as I did then, I'm currently sitting in front of the laundry room door. It was quite scary. I walked over to see what was happening and suddenly the air got heavy and cold and I heard what sounded like a low growl. I ran out of the house and nothing has happened since.}}
Ame me fideliter, fidem mean noto.
