Category Archives: GHOSTS AND ALL WEIRD THINGS

My true ghost stories, weird happenings, theories and speculation on all things strange and quirky!

Haunted Coffee Table at Grandma’s House

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Haunted Coffee Table – Another Story of My Grandma’s Haunted House

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This is one more story I have about my Grandma’s Haunted House. I wrote this one on July 28, 2014.

You can find the other posts at these links:

My Grandma’s Haunted House https://wp.me/p3RE1e-8Tc

My Grandma’s Spooky Garage https://wp.me/p3RE1e-8TH

FLYING OBJECTS…IDENTIFIED

 

Have you ever seen a normal household object in your house fly through the air on it’s own? I have on many occasions. As long as I can remember, I’ve been drawn to the paranormal realm. I know there are many unexplainable occurances in the world, and I really believe they are from another dimension, or a parallel universe, from outer space, or even a ghost.

With this post, I’ll begin relating some of my most memorable experiences with the supernatural.

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Flying objects have been pretty consistant in my experience. First at my grandma’s house, then in my own homes.  My grandmother was the 13th child in her family. When I was growing up, she lived around the corner from us – the adddress was 1313 xyz Street. Her house was haunted. I don’t know if all the 13 numbers had anything to do with it, but it did make it more interesting.

On many occasions, when I was at her house, just sitting there in the living room, things would fly off the coffee table for no reason we could see. Things like a candy dish, a magazine, or an ashtray would slide, jump, or fly off it. We did not make this happen. We didn’t know when it would happen, it just did. It got pretty commonplace to see this happening off and on through the years.

I know there were unseen entities in that house. We could feel their presence, and see what they did. I never actually saw an apparition, but did see things move about, and hear strange noises there. Later on, my grandma moved into another house, taking some of her furniture with her. That coffee table was one of the pieces she kept. I think something was attached to it and came along to the new place, because the occurances of flying objects continued there, also.

My aunt still has that coffee table in her house, now. I took a picture of it recently, but didn’t see anything strange about it. I know it has secrets, though. It is off to the left, in front of the dustcloth covered couch. She’s never said if anything weird happens with it now.

The coffee table is in front of the sheet covered couch in this photo. It is dark brown, with slats, and it is fairly long. You can click the photo to enlarge.

haunted coffee table

haunted coffee table

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Grandma’s Spooky Garage

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My Grandma’s Spooky Garage

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After I posted my flashback post yesterday, about my Grandma’s Ghostly House, here  there was some interest in hearing more.

This then is a true story I posted on August 11, 2014, about my Grandma’s Spooky Garage.

Most of these happened when I was a kid, and I’d be over there at her house.

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SPOOKY GARAGE

Have you ever felt like an unseen presence was watching you? You get that creepy feeling, maybe your hair stands up on the back of your neck, or you get hyper sensitive of any stealthy noises? Your ears want to hear something, anything, but you don’t…you just feel an overwhelming need to leave where you are. You are being watched. You don’t know who it is…or what it is, but you can sense they are there.

I have had this feeling lots of times. The most frequent was at my Grandma’s house…the one from my previous story. I could feel someone or something watching me in that back bedroom, which was scary, but the strongest feeling of this was in the garage. It was an old wooden and stucco outbuilding, right by the house. It was big enough for one car, and some items hanging on the walls on either side. The floor was just dirt, and there were two doors you’d have to open to get the car inside or out…no automatic garage door on this old place. The whole structure seemed kind of rickety, and there was always a musty smell, of old dirt and car parts. Nothing sinister, just the usual homeowner’s garage filled with tools, and other items.

However, if you went further into the garage, there was another door. Back behind where the car was parked, was a flimsy door. When in that little back room you could feel the weirdness. It didn’t look very strange, just a bunch of canning jars, and miscellaneous stored items, some junk from the house being stored. My cousin and I would always beg to go prowl around in there, though, mainly because it was spooky, and we liked to look at all the stuff.

The very best part, we thought, was an antique trunk. It must have belonged to some long lost relative, I don’t know, but it had all kinds of interesting things in there to look at. There were clothes from a bygone era, mementos, and a strange little box with this person’s hair in it…sort of a long tress of brown and gray, tied with a ribbon. It was fascinating!

Just as we’d get really into our discoveries, though we’d get spooked, because we could definitely feel/sense that we were being watched. Maybe it was the original owner of the trunk, but we never saw anyone…ghost or otherwise. We’d try to stick it out and keep looking, but it never failed, there would come a point where we had to run, run as fast as we could out of there, before the unseen entity grabbed at us.

I went in there lots of times by myself, even when I was told not to, but I couldn’t resist. I never knew what ever happened to that old trunk when my Grandma moved away. Wish I did.

Do you ever get the creepy, being watched feeling?

One more note: Later on, after I was grown up, when my Grandma would go out of town, she’d ask me to come over to water plants, get the mail, and just check that all was okay with the house while she was gone. I would do it, but I’ll tell you what…I did it in a hurry, because being in that quiet house all by myself, was almost too much to take. I could feel the watcher’s eyes on me the whole time!

There is one more story I can remember about strange things that happened in her house. I’ll post it tomorrow.

Thanks for reading my true ghost stories!

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© 2022 BS

Grandma’s Ghostly House

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Grandma’s Ghostly House

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This is a true ghost story that happened when I was a kid. I first posted this on this day, August 4th, 2014.

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My Grandma’s house always had a spooky feeling to it. As a kid, my cousin and I would spend the night over there in the back bedroom…even though we were scared of that room.

It felt like something was watching us from up in the NW corner of the ceiling. One night we heard what we swore were babies crying in the living room, so we sneaked in there to have a look.

The room was dim, but no lights were on. What we saw was the old rocking chair, just rocking back and forth…no one was sitting in it. Could this have been a ghost, rocking a ghost baby? I don’t know, but that is what we believed.GE DIGITAL CAMERA

Here’s a picture of the house today. It looks like a regular old house, doesn’t it? I don’t know who lives there now, but I always wonder if they have weird things happen in there like we used to, all those years ago. It looks about the same as

when my grandparents lived there.

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© 2022 BS

Chasing a Sunbeam

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Chasing Sunbeams

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This is just a fun, and kind of strange memory from a long time ago.

I usually drove my daughter to school each morning, and we’d go by her friend’s house to pick her up to ride with us, too.

This one early morning it was a little past sunrise, and it was a really pretty sky of bright blue, a few clouds, and this beautiful sunbeam. It was very large, coming down from the sky all the way to the ground. It seemed very close to where we were. The girls were all exclaiming over it, and so we decided to go see if we could actually see where it came down to earth.

I drove down the roads, as close to the direction of the sunbeam as I could, driving farther and farther away from town … and school. The sunbeam never moved, but the more we drove toward it, it seemed the same distance from us. We must have driven for an hour or more, and never got any closer.

Finally we had to give up, as the school day was about to start, and we still had to drive all the way back to town.

This episode is a fun memory to remember. I don’t know what would have happened if we had found the end of the sunbeam. Could be like finding the end of a rainbow finding a  pot of gold?

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© 2022 BS

Square Odds 2022 – # 12 – Ghost Dog

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Square Odds 2022 – # 12 – Ghost Dog

https://beckybofwinchester.com/2022/02/12/the-square-odds-12/

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A shadow of a ghostly looking dog standing sideways that was on my computer screen.

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GHOST DOG

Who are you?

I am Ghost Dog

Why are you here?

To protect you

Where are you from?

Beyond the veil

When did you appear?

When the shadows moved

What should I know?

Unseen entities are real

Who sent you here?

Your spirit guide

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The image in the photo just appeared on my computer monitor awhile back. It looks like a dog to me, so that’s what I call it…my Ghost Dog. … I don’t know, exactly when it came, but it is always there. It doesn’t matter how many times I clean the screen, it is still there. Anyway, I thought I’d ask it some questions, just to see what comes into my mind. These words above are the result.

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We’ve since gotten a different computer monitor and the dog wasn’t on this one.

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© 2017 & 2022 BS

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Antiques – Haunted or Not?

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Antiques – Haunted or Not?

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This is an old post from 2016 –

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The photo is of a pink lacy baby bonnet, with a handwritten note that says: ‘little cap 1842 – grandma’s brother Jimmie – the oldest of the family’

I found this at a yard sale many years ago.

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Here’s a few of my thoughts on antiques. I like to find old things at flea markets and yard sales. I’m not afraid of them, as I’ve heard others are.  What do you think? Are they haunted?IMG_1526

ANTIQUES – HAUNTED OR NOT?

Do you think antiques are haunted by their previous owners? Have you ever held a really old item in your hands and ‘felt’ the presence of the infused spirit of some long ago person? I have.

Antiques and relics all have stories to tell, if you just listen…not with your ears, but with your sixth sense and your heart. Hold the item…maybe an old brooch, a bone hairpin, a letter from WWI or WWII, a bow tie from 1820, or a yellowing, lace baby bonnet from 1842…in your hands. Be quiet…just listen.

Close your eyes, feel the shape of the piece. See if you can pick up any impressions that flash across your mind. Try not to think of anything but what you are holding. The images and thoughts you have will be random, and may not make much sense to you…but, these thoughts that drift across your mind, will probably be the infused essence of the person/spirit that once owned the item.

It’s telling you a story…maybe about the baby who wore the bonnet; maybe it felt scratchy on their head, or maybe comforting, because they trusted their mother to protect their little head from the harsh sunlight. That this long ago baby lived a full, wonderful life, or later on, met with sorrow, you never know for sure, but rest assured, a bit of that person is left for you to discover…if you just listen.

I wouldn’t say the item is haunted, though. It just holds the impression of the previous owner. It’s a bit sad, really, that it has come to be sold out of the family. Someone thought enough of the person to have kept the item for so many years. It could be that this was the end of the line for it…no family left to pass it down to, as an heirloom.

I like to think I am rescuing it, that I was drawn to this place and time, to have found it…to find out it’s long history…and to tell it’s story.

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© 2016 (2021) BS

 

Ragtag Daily Prompt – Six

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Ragtag Daily Prompt – Six

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/06/25/rdp-friday-six/

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Six Feet Under

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Six times six times six, again

Dark and lonely, was I in…

This moldy grave.

Barely breathing, heart still beating…

None to hear my mad-man rave.

Cursed and cast into the void,

For eons have I toyed…

To claim all psyche’s pure and good…

To corrupt them, if I could.

Six feet under, left asunder,

Tricked them, now they’re mine…

They never knew I was immortal,

To rise again…it’s time.

Years of torture, hell’s departure…

Vengence will be taken.

I’ll tempt, and bend, and lure to sin…

And, they shall be forsaken.

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~ first posted in 2014 as ‘Deception’

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© 2014 & 2021

 

My Ghost Was Annoyed

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My Ghost Was Annoyed

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I’m pretty sure my house Ghost was annoyed with me yesterday afternoon.

I had just taken a photo of my sage smudge broom to use in my poem today, when I heard a small crash out in the kitchen. I came out of the bedroom to see what was going on.

I looked around a minute, then saw a magnet had fallen off the refrigerator door. It had been slung across the room. It wasn’t a special magnet, just one I’d gotten at a yard sale years ago of a beach scene with umbrella, because I like collecting all kinds.

Anyway, the thing is you’d think a magnet falling off the refrigerator wouldn’t be that easy, right? I mean it’s magnetized and stuck there. It had been stuck there for a long long time. You’d also think it would have just fallen straight down to the floor. But no … this one had gone completely sideways at least 3 to 4 feet away into the next room. It also had to have jagged around a portion of the wall that sticks out several inches right by the fridge.

I’m no stranger to things flying around from time to time. It’s happened many times. I think my Ghost was annoyed because I had the smudge broom out and they were maybe thinking I was trying to banish him/her from the house. I wasn’t at all. I love having my Ghost around here. It’s usually pretty quiet, but every once in awhile I’m made aware he/she is still around. 🙂

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© 2021 BS

Smudge

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Smudge

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Blue eyed dreamer

Pale of face

Sees beyond eternities grace

Dark swirling demons

He must confront

Evil powers he will blunt

Ritual of sage

Chants profound

Banish monsters all around

The smudge he waves

Above ~ Below

Cleansing smoke now bestow

Leave behind peaceful glow

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For dVerse Poets – Quadrille 44 words – Smudge … Thanks for the prompt Mish! 🙂

https://dversepoets.com/2021/06/14/quadrille/

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© 2021 BS

Day of My Nightmare

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Day of My Nightmare

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The creature’s beady, black eyes stare at me without blinking. It’s mouth opens and closes in a rythmic manner……open……close……open……close……then opens in a wide gape almost as big as it’s head.

It glides and floats effortlessly in slinking undulation, slowly at first……then, darts quickly back to stare at me again.

What is the creature thinking, and does it even have thinking capabilities in that tiny brain?    If so, it must be plotting to create my perfect nightmare, for it has invaded my dreams on oh, so many nights.     At any given moment he will gather his minions with a silent summons.

They’ve never carried out a daytime invasion, as it has been very effective in the dead of night, but if it works, this could be their supreme coup d’etat.   They would be renowned in the annals of history.

It is time.

Everyone knows their position and are ready.   There is no turning back.   This will be their ultimate sacrifice.    On their leader’s signal they will rise in unison, up from the depths, to show their solidarity.   They will no longer be captive, no longer be contained.

The glory day has commenced.   All over the world people will be awed and yes, frightened at their audacity to stage this takeover.

There will be no coming back for these brave heroes of their species, but they will have paved the way for generations to come.

Rise up!     Rise up!

Go forth into glory………goldfish of the world!

Hope you enjoyed my nightmare…….yes, I have fish phobia.

Peace, Love, & Freaky Fish

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~ This is a true nightmare I have every so often – that fish in aquariums, lakes, rivers, oceans will one day all rise up out of the water and swim through the air … coming right for me!
I don’t have to be asleep to have this nightmare either, just seeing a fish freaks me out and I think this will really happen.
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© 2013 & 2021 BS