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Marian's
Stories
When I bought my house in Shoreline,Wa I had no idea there
was a ghost there. I always had male roomates. The downstairs
always felt very spooky Almost everyone who came over mentioned
they felt creepy when when they went into my downstairs
area. I have the laundry room and a bedroom and a rec room
there. I did not like going down there. One day after the
male roommates moved out and a female moved into the downstairs
I went down to do laundry. As I was loading the washer i
felt a male presence leaning on the door watching me. I
have never felt so sure in my life that when I turned around
I would see someone. i finally got the muster to look but
saw nothing. I still felt like a man was leaning against
the door. He was wearing a flannel plaid shirt and blue
jeans and work boots. His shirt was open and he had a white
t shirt on. I don't know how I know this but I did. I said
" I know you are there and you are makeing me feel
very uncomfortable. Please don't make me feel this way.'
I turned around finishing my job. I still had the same feeling.
Later when I went down to finish getting my clothes the
feeling was gone. I don't know if it's because of what I
said or the fact that there are no men living in the house
right now.. That creepy feeling is gone and people are no
longer afraid to go into my downstairs. I will update if
this changes again since I still feel the presence of someone
in my house. I'm just not getting bad feelings anymore.
Story
#2
I drive I-5 up to Alger quite often. I usually drive early
in the morning around 4:00am. This is when I get off of
work. I almost always have severe anxiety when I drive between
cook rd exit and Bow Hill exit. there is an incline and
a curve in the road there. I know many accidents have occurred
there. One night I saw alot of strange white misty apparations.
I could hardly breath and the car got extremely cold. I
am glad to write this since most people I know think I am
being wird when I try to talk about these things.
Story
#3
My brother asked me last weekend if I thought if we had
a ghost at our Lakehouse. I said Yes!!! he said He did too.
He then asked if I knew what sex the ghost was. I said I
thought it was a male. He told me I was right. He said one
day while there he woke up and a man was looking at him
then walked out of the room. I didn't get the chance to
ask about how the man was dressed or what he looked like.
I will ask and update.
Here
is my story:
My roommate
purchased a home in Kirkland about 6 months ago and I moved
in with him. The house is about 40 years old and is a spacious
rambler. Since we've been there my roommate has remodeled
the entire place and his girlfriend has basically been in
charge of the project because she is an interior designer.
A few
months ago me and my girlfriend went to bed and she placed
her earrings on the alarm clock like she always does. The
next morning one earring was there and the other was missing.
She swore she placed both earrings on the clock so we tore
the entire room apart looking for it. It was no where to
be found. I half heartedly came to the conclusion that a
ghost had taken it because there was no other conclusion.
I said we should ask the ghost to put it back thinking that
it just wanted it's presence to be known to us. Two days
later we woke up with the earring on the alarm clock. We
were absolutely shocked and somewhat frightened.
I told
my roommate who owns the house that we had a ghost thinking
he would laugh at me but he didn't. Instead he told me two
stories of a voice calling his girlfriends name behind her
back. She turned around quickly to find no one there. When
she discovered no one else in the house she got so scared
she left until my roommate returned. The same thing happened
to my roommate when he heard his name being called to find
no one else in the house. The contractor working on the
house says that every project he takes on turns into a disaster
and he swears the house in jinxed. He says things happen
that have never happened to him before.
One
night my roommate placed a glass of wine on the TV which
is a flat surface. Neither TV nor radio were on. He walked
into his bathroom and ten seconds later heard a shattering.
The glass had been knocked over and red wine was all over
the carpet and drapes.
Last
weekend my roommates girlfriend was doing some more painting
and the machine broke down, she went to the rental store
to pick up another one and it broke down too, the hose also
unexplicable flew up into the air spraying paint all over
her and the yard, she is an experienced painter and said
that this has never happened to her before, never has a
machine broken down let alone two.
It appears
that the presence is not happy with the remodeling of the
house and that is why every project attempted runs into
snags that normally never happen. The contracter swears
the house is jinxed, we haven't told him of the other encounters
we've had and the possibility of a ghost. I could go on
but I think you get the idea.
Holly's
Story
When
I was 16, my parents had a new house built in Woodinville,
WA. I am not sure what the land had been used for before
the house was built, but there are two horse farms on the
adjacent sides, so it could have been horse pasture...just
a guess. Anyway I alway felt really weird in some parts
of the house, specifically the living room by the staircase.
The weird feeling was usually only at night (sometimes during
the day) and it was like the feeling you get after a rush
of adrenalin out of fear or excitement, how it just sort
of lingers giving you a small chill, but the feeling was
coming for no appearent reason. One night I was walking
up the stairs to go to bed. I got up to the 3rd step when
something caught the corner of my eye in the living room.
I looked over and saw something...sort of. I really didnt
see anything, but there was a feeling that someone was there.
It was if I had a third eye that could see someone in the
living room, I could picture it in my head even though my
eyes did not see anything. I had stood there staring for
a few seconds when my brother Brian, who was at the top
of the stairway, saw me and said, "You saw him didnt
you?" I said, "Saw who?" He said, "The
ghost, Mike" He went on to tell me about how Mike (a
former security guard or policeman) would come to his room
occationally and talk to him, but not out loud, just in
my brothers head. He told him that he was there to protect
my brother, from what? We dont know. All I know is that
I made it a point to run up the stairs as fast as I could
and not look into the living room every night (I dont mind
friendly ghosts as long as I dont have to see them alone
and in the dark!)
That was about 8 years ago. I thought that my brother Brian
and I were the only ones that had known about Mike. We hadnt
told anyone about him. A year ago we finally got around
to telling my parents about Mike as we (Brian and I) were
helping my parents move out of the house to North Carolina.
Dad was skeptical, but mom believed us. She said that my
youngest brother, Daniel, would tell her stories about a
ghost in the house. She thought it was just his amazingly
creative imagination, but now she is a little freaked out
and glad to be out of the house.
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