My story started 9 years ago when grand-daughter complained of a man she called John who would pull her hair that we could not see. She moved out leaving just my wife and I. Over the years we have seen shadow people, ghosts, up stairs a lot of activity. Lights going on and off, hear people talking, sound of doors closing, and footsteps.
Once digging a hole to replace a rusted culvert pipe, I dug up some bones I guess to be chicken bones and deeper down, a black doll like a snowman, two round balls (head and body) with orange felt triangle eyes and a pearl long pin through the head. The activity has calmed downed, except for the smell of a woman’s perfume that wakes both my wife and I up from a sound sleep. This is happening about every three weeks.
— Alan, USA
I have been having terrible encounters.
I was laying awake because I was going to get up to get ready for work. It was dark and I had my room door opened. I started to hear steps softly towards my room so I was afraid that someone was in my house. It stopped at my door and it put forward its head to look straight at me. Dressed in all black, black hoodie and black pants. I stood focused on the face that I couldn’t see, and all of a sudden my alarm clocked turned on and the figure seem to vanished. I then jump out of bed to see who was in my house and turned all the lights on. And proceeded to search to see if someone was hiding anywhere. My house door was locked.
I know what I saw.
I am about to go to the hospital because I feel like I am going crazy. My husband was laying next to me when this occurred.
— Stephanie, New York
Since my father passed away both my mother and myself have smelled bacon from time to time. We have experienced this in both our home (without cooking bacon) and outside in outdoor atmospheres. Also I have experience this with my son in unison along a hiking trail, and always we experience this with others where the smell is inexplicable. My dad used to love bacon and would often cook fried bread in bacon for years after “The War.” When we smell this we smile and know he is around. Sounds like “Crazy Town,” but we kinda think it’s real.
— Vicky, Canada
One day I was at my barn cleaning up my horse corral. I don’t live on this property, just rent a small barn for my horse, I live about 8 miles away. I’ve rented this barn for 5 years and have never once smelled anything like this… When suddenly I smelled the beautiful smell of roses so strong in my face I looked around and nothing was around me that could cause this. Another day this happened but inside, the barn dog started going crazy and would not come in the tack room where he normally likes to hang out.
A few weeks later I awoke to the same smell and at this point I have to say I got a little scared. It’s almost as if someone followed me home from the barn.
— Christina, California
Twelve years ago I brought home my eight week old Rottweiler puppy and I named her Lexie. She was my protector and best friend for twelve years. Lexie was about a year and a half when I started dating the man I am currently with, and she loved him and was as much his dog as mine. February 2015 we had to say good bye to Lexie as her quality of life had diminished and she could hardly walk. Both my boyfriend and I took her to the vet that day.
Lexie loved her squeak toys and she would squeak the toy until she got the squeak out of the toy. After Lexie passed I took all her toys and put them in a basket downstairs in my basement with her bed and her cage. In August, my boyfriend and I were sitting in my family room when we heard a distinctive squeak come from the living room where I used to keep her basket of toys. It was a Saturday night around 7pm.
We looked all around for a toy but found nothing. Since then Lexie has come to visit us fifteen times, on Saturdays at the same time every time except for two times. She came on Thanksgiving day when I was hosting dinner for my family. Several family members heard the squeak, and on New Year’s Day. We’ve recorded the squeak three times. It is unmistakable. There is no denying that the sound is from a squeak toy. When I hear the squeak I almost expect to see her, but it’s only the sound I hear. Sometimes it startles me. I cry and get goose bumps clear down my legs. We still miss her deeply. We don’t go out on Saturday nights anymore because we don’t want to miss Lexie squeak her toy! I would love to talk to someone about this!
— MaryDale in Ohio
Hi, my dog passed away. A few months later, I saw a strange image hard to explain. When I looked at it, it took off and knocked an ornament off the Christmas tree. Prior to that I have heard whining that sounded just like her when she wanted my attention. I believe she is here. I don’t live in the same house I did before, but I think she has found her way to me. I loved her so much and had her since she was a puppy. Miss her but know she is still here in spirit.
— Millie in Colorado