Stories That Begin with
The Letter C
Cabin From Hell
College Ghost
Computer Ouija
The Confederate Soldier
Cursed Tree
Cabin From Hell
Email:dookkie@aol.com
This encounter didn't happen to
me, it happened to one of my friends, he hasn't been the same
since. One night, last winter, my friend Matt, his friend Ryan,
and two girls, were sharing a cabin for the weekend. On their
final night of staying there, two strange things happened to
them. Around six PM, my friend Matt, was sitting on the couch
with Ryan, suddenly, they heard a four knocks on the door so they
got up and opened the door, there was no one there. When they sat
back down, another four knocks were given to the door, when the
went to check it, again, no one there. The figured it was a kid
trying to play a joke on them. A minute later, they heard the
four knocks again on the door, they ignored it. Then they heard
four knocks on the side of the cabin, then four on the back, then
four on the other side, then four on the front. They figured that
he was walking around the house knocking on the sides. Then the
knocks started to get faster, so they figured that he was running
around the cabin. After a while, they started to get faster and
faster until it sounded like one steady knock, Matt was so
freaked out that the only word he could think to utter was
"thank you", and then the noises stopped.
That same night when everyone
was trying to sleep, one of the girls, Debbie, looked up at the
ceiling and saw a face grinning back at her. She figured that her
eyes were playing tricks on her so she rolled back over. After a
minute or so, she rolled over again and saw the face traveling
down her ceiling, she was scared so she rolled over again. About
a minute or so later, she rolled over for the last time and saw
the face connected to a body standing in front of her bed. Before
she knew it, she was thrown through the air and, sleeping bag and
all, out her window. Her screams were so loud that the other
campers heard her and caught her half way through the window,
they couldn't pull her in until her sleeping bag came loose and
was dragged down the hill and out of sight. The next day, the
cops found the sleeping bag a mile away, torn to shreds.
College Ghost
Author: Sam
Here's another ghost story. I
hope you will consider it for your site. It happened to me in
1991 and I have never forgotten it.
When I was in my first year at
college, a lot of the students tended to overdo everything due to
their new-found freedom. They did everything to excess. A girl I
knew used to attend a karate class with a boy who drank himself
to death. His liver or kidney's failed due to the amount of
alcohol he consumed in the first term.
A friend and I were trying to
comfort the girl in her room on campus. The girl had no
experience of death and was very confused. Even though we did not
know the boy who had died, we tried to console her and encouraged
her to talk about her feelings before leaving campus for home.
Upon leaving the campus, me and
my friend crossed onto a field, which was a short cut home. It
was a clear moonlit night and from the corner of my eye, I saw
someone running behind us. I only saw the legs and the upper body
and I turned because I thought we had left something like a purse
or watch on campus and someone was bringing it to us. When I
turned around, there was no-one there.
I whispered to my friend if she
had seen the same thing. She whispered back that she had and
identified the same clothes I had seen: courdroy trousers and a
t-shirt. My friend insisted that we should not look back and keep
walking. I felt an icy chill throughout my body, and wondered if
we were going to be physically attacked or mugged.
To my surprise a figured
appeared. I know it sounds silly but it glowed white, (like
phosphorous: I found myself thinking of "The Hound of the
Baskervilles"). Iit seemed to be a boy/young man. I could
not make out a face. I thought it was a joke, as it stood and
stared at us but then it ran around us as we proceeded up a leafy
hill, and the steps made no sound on the ground or in the leaves.
We tried to walk away but it then raced beside us and past us, at
great speed as if showing off. It then ran round us again and
again, faster and faster. It seemed to be skipping or at least
joking around with athletic leaps and kicks in the air.
I did not know what to do but
my friend insisted we keep walking and avoid looking at it. I
could only see it at the corner of my eye but my friend could see
it straight on. I wanted to speak to it even though I was afraid,
because I was so amazed by its antics, but my friend insisted
that we kept on walking up hill, so we did and it followed.
When my friend and I had walked
past a certain point and the ghost could not follow. Indeed, the
higher up hill we went the more sluggish it became. I thought
this was very strange. It was as if it could only follow a set
path - a popular spot for student joggers. It finally vanished
behind some bushes.
My friend and I crossed this
field many times after, but we never saw the apparition again. I
am convinced it was the ghost of the dead boy, since the sighting
occurred only days after his death, but I will never know
Computer Ouija
Author:
Shotty8@(nospam)aol.com
I have a very interesting
story that happened to my best friend liz. They got the computer
Ouija board, and it works by allowing the mouse to move on its
own. Well her boyfriend was a non-believer and laughed at the
whole thing. Pretty soon spirits began to haunt the house. These
spirits would shake my best friend until she woke up, and they
would trash the whole house. Apparitions were seen by everyone in
the house. Her boyfriend saw what appeared to be a spirit with a
flickering flame in it's core. Her mother saw herself in a mirror
aging slowly until she was just a rotting skeleton, her father
saw a women in red warning him about the evil spirits in the
house. The scariest things always happened to my best friend. She
would see a burned black man with no eyes. This man would follow
her around. One day she was in the car with her brother and her
boyfriend. They had parked the car by a park. Liz turned and saw
the black man under a tree, then she looked straight ahead and
saw a tunnel. Something told her to go towards the tunnel so she
got out of the car and began to walk toward the tunnel. In the
tunnel she saw her fathers body; he was dead and covered with
mud. Liz reached out to touch her father when a little boy
appeared at her side and told her not to touch the body. The
little boy said, "That's not your daddy, that's the evil
burnt man, he wants to take yoou with him." Then the little
boy led her back to the car. When liz looked in the car she saw
her body sitting there and her brother and boyfriend shaking her
and telling her to wake up!!!! The little boy told her to go back
into her body, and to leave the house as soon as possible. Liz
went back into her body and told her brother and boyfriend what
she had seen. Two weeks later they moved out. When she was
telling me this story a bottle on my dresser flew straight across
the room, and she doesn't talk about the story anymore. I have
more stories which I'll send in later on. If you have any
questions or comment email me.
The Confederate Soldier
Author: Robin
Email:
Rbn2u@(nospam)aol.com
I was telling you a little
about my Aunt's haunted house in my email. Like I said, she lives
in a 100+ year old house that is in a little town called Camden
County North Carolina. From the time her and my uncle moved in,
they heard different things. Crashing sounds, moans, music
playing, and loud stomps running up and down her stair case and
they often would wake up in the middle of the night to the smell
of different things like coffee, ham, and collards. She's told me
story after story about this ghost(s) that resides there. Below
are a few stories for now.
When they first moved into
their house about 3:00 am they started hearing loud noises. My
aunt sat straight up in bed scared to death. She said "she
just didn't feel right about something". My uncle used to
yell at her to stop making all the noise so late. After she
convinced him to listen closely and stop blaming her, he'd
realize that she wasn't hearing things. A few nights passed and
it was the same thing every night. "BOOM BOOM BOOM
BOOM" up and down the steps. It would last about an hour. It
was like the ghost was trying to get them out of the house. She
said she finally yelled out, "STOP MAKING SO MUCH DAMN
NOISE!" The noise stopped and they went to sleep. Keep in
mind, my aunt is a funny lady with a great sense of humor. I told
her she was nuts for staying there. The first night would have
been enough for me! LOL!
Apparently the ghost has a
sense of humor too. After a few months passed and I suppose he
realized they weren't going anywhere, he started coming out and
making his presence known more often. She'd be in the kitchen
cooking and she'd feel as though someone was looking at her. When
she'd turn around to see what it was, she'd see something dart
behind the refrigerator. After awhile it became a game to her and
this ghost. She started seeing him more and more. Night time and
day time, it didn't matter. It wasn't everyday, but pretty often.
She started seeing his whole body and not just his head and
shoulders. She stated that she saw what appeared to be a young
confederate soldier that was shot in the stomach. She thinks the
house they live in must have been his house before he went off to
the war. The different voices they hear must be his family in the
kitchen cooking and listening to "fiddle" music as they
would have done back then.
I hope you find this an
interesting story. I have so much more to share if you are
interested. I've told this story to a lot of people and no one
seems to believe me. There are about 15 people that believe, and
they are my family members that have all had the experience of
sleeping there over night. Needless to say, my dad and my three
brothers all say "NEVER AGAIN"! Me, I was a big old
chicken! There's no way in this world that you'd ever catch me
staying there!! LOL!
The Cursed Tree
Author: Dawn
Email:
DQURARTE@(nospam)webtv.net
Hi Jennifer
I have a story for you. I live in Portland, Oregon. I have lived
in this house all my life with my Mom and brothers. Over the
years we have had many strange things happen. I remember we used
to have a big tree inour yard close to the house. My Mom did not
like it because it blocked all the sunlight, so she asked a
friend to cut it down. That was in 1974. There about anyway. That
is when everything started happening. We had tile counter tops.
We would go to bed and my Mom could hear someone or something
dropping silverware on the counter. She would come to check and
there would be nothing. She would go bck to bed and then my
brothers would come running into her room scare. My Mom would ask
them what was wrong. They would say Mom, we heard someone
bouncing a ball against the wall so my Mom would once go check
and nothing. This would go on almost every night. I can remember
coming from school when no one was there. I would watch T.V. in
the livingroom. Back then they still had the 16 oz. bottles of
pop. I had one sitting on the table about five inches away from
the edge. The dog was on the floor next to the table. All of the
sudden then dog jumped up and took off. In that instant the pop
bottle slid off and fell right when the dog was lying. Somehow
she knew when the ghost was present. Well, that all for now. If
you would like to share a story with, email me. I like to hear
stories too.
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