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I can tell you all the first time I seen a haunt. I was staying with my Grandpa and Gramma Smith on Rocky Branch; and we women-I was a girl of 12-had been canning all day. You know back then-canning was done for the whole winter and people had big families. So much time was spent in the kitchen over that hot old woodstove. You all know how hot it gets canning on a woodstove.
Granny had laid down for the night-and Grandpa was "resting his eyes" in his chair in the living room. I stepped out side to sit on the porch swing and try to cool off. I looked out
over the yard and there leaning against the tree was a man-who glowed a bit. He tipped his hat at me-which I thought was nice.
And the glow did not bother me-you know how things can look strange down in the dark hills. Anyway I got to thinking I should go tell Pappaw; and when I did he said, "Well
now-that feller's been coming and restin' against that tree for 80 years or more-he'll get along in a while". Then I got scared-the man was a young man. My Grandparents never told me who the man was-or why he came back to rest against that old tree.
Ramona Gayle Bayes Woods
My Grandparents had some back stairs that were just plain "spooky". The stairs looked normal, had a window, so were not dark. But just had an ominous feel to them. As children we used to dare each other to run up them. These stairs were little used, and everyone used the front set of stairs to the upper floor.
Years later my Mother and I were discussing this subject. She told me that during the time of my Great Great Grandmother, a hired man had hung himself in the closet underneath the stairs.
The old homestead has since passed out of the family. But one of the first alterations that the present owners did was to block off those old stairs!
After I moved to my house here outside Raleigh, NC, I decided to try tape recording spirit voices. I was hoping to hear from my deceased father. He and I had tried this when we lived in Ohio, without much luck. I did this one evening at home and invited any friendly spirits or my father to leave a message for me, which I would then play. I tried this several times that evening and couldn't hear anything. Went to bed and the next morning got up and noticed my four cats looking at something on the wall. I could see nothing at all so went to work.
Worried all day that I had invited something into my home and that when I got home, all my cats would be killed or something. I walked in the house expecting the worst and found everything to be okay. That night when I went to bed, I kept hearing noises under the bed. Paper rustling and movement. Could not see anything under there at all. No paper or anything. I thought, maybe a mouse. The next night, the same thing
happened. Noises all night long. After about a week, I started feeling movement in the bed with me. Like something very light walking around on the bed. I couldn't see or feel anything. After about a month of this it started lightly rubbing up against my back, just like a cat would. If I quickly put my hand back to catch it, nothing was there. I couldn't see it or touch it, but it was there on the bed. It seemed to really like me, because the moment I would sit on the bed, it would jump
up too. I could feel it land right beside me. You could actually see the sheets move under its feet. A friend said she thought maybe it was a troll or something and that it couldn't leave the one area of the bedroom. It never left the bedroom to come in the other rooms. That if I moved the bed, it couldn't follow. I stayed in the room for about 2 years and didn't get much sleep. My cats would not come in the bedroom. They would stand at the door and look under the bed. If I bought them
in and put them on the bed, they would leap off and run out just as fast as they could run. Like they were terrified of something. I thought maybe it was a spirit of deceased pet cat or other animal since it was very light in weight and seemed dainty when walking on the bed. I finally moved to the sofa in the living room and stayed there at night for about 3 months. Since I was not getting much sleep, I decided to try moving my bed. I told it that it had to leave because I had to work
and needed to get some sleep at night. And that I really like it but it had to leave. Sounds crazy but I felt that I had to tell it something. Moved the bed to the other side of the room and that stopped the little creature from coming to the bed. I really, really felt guilty for a long time. After awhile it left because the cats started coming back into the room. Also I am an animal lover with many pets.
I live in a haunted house. We have lived here 10 years . My dog and I have always known it was haunted,in fact, about every house in my neighborhood is haunted. My dog always staired at the ceiling in my parlor. By chance, a lady came to visit that was physic. I didn't know this at the time. All of a sudden, she said "you do know your house is haunted". She told me that it was haunted by two women. One was a former owner that won't leave because of a secret about the birth of one of her children and the other was a former maid.(I checked her out, and she truly was a physic.)
Something runs up my stairs and slams doors in the hallway. Last year, I was home alone standing in my kitchen. I had my head down reading my mail and facing my stairwell. Something caught my eye and I looked up just in time to see a women dressed in vintage clothing from the
turn of the century walk past the door as if she was coming down the stairs. I couldn't move for about 5 minutes. My first thought was there is someone in my house! Then I came to my senses and realized what I had seen.
These are not just things that happen every once in a while. Something happens daily!
My Mom died on Easter, 1997. A couple of nights later, I was in my livingroom, it was late at night and I was thinking of my Mom. I happened to look up and I saw a lady glowing in solid white like an aura. It didn't frighten me but instead I got an immense feeling of peace. In my mind it was my Mother and she wanted me to know everything was all right. I hesitated telling anyone about this for a long time, I even hesitated now. I have always have this feeling she is still close by and watching over us.
My brother died in Jan 1987 from a brain tumor and at the same time my mother was dying from cancer. She told everyone that she had seen my brother. I don't remember if she said he said anything. She died a couple of weeks after she saw him. Then in 1996 my father was really sick. He had lung cancer but we didn't know it until a few days before his death. He went to the doctor one day and when he came home, he told me he had seen somebody that day but he didn't want to tell me who it was, because he was afraid I'd tell him he was crazy. I finally got him to tell me and it was my brother. I had a feeling that my father was going to die because of that, and a week later he did. I believe my brother was there for both of them to comfort.
Jo Anne
I lived with my grandparents, in Spring City, TN. I was born there.My grandfather died when I was around 6 years of age.. One night, I was very little,and let me tell you,to even think about it I get cold chills,we had all laid down and were sleeping,I was laying in between them. My grandfather awoke and he said "Flora,do you see that?" She answered "Yes I do." At the foot of their bed stood a woman,glowing in solid white,like an aura.She stretched out her hands and they said she told him "John prepare yourself, your time is near." Now I don't know whether that is true, I was very little, but 2 weeks later he died..
Now I remember him because he was good to me.But it took a lot of courage to even write it down.
