Random People Describe Ghosts That Haunted Them When They Were Kids (20 items)

• (#4) Attacked by Shadow People

  Reddit user PsychedelicGoat42 says: 

  In high school, I used to hang out with my friend "John" almost every day. When we first began hanging out at this house, I would sometimes hear disembodied footsteps, but very often I would see what looked like the shadow of a person out of the corner of my eye, only to have it disappear moments later. After a month or so, I finally mentioned this to my friend and he got mad - he demanded to know who had told me he saw "shadow people" and begged me not to joke around with him about it. I assured him I was serious. Soon, we would hear laughter when no one else was home, doors would close by themselves, and the TV would turn itself on and off.

  One day, after these experiences had grown more intense and more frequent, I mentioned to my friend blessing the house. Right as I said this, a box sitting on a nearby counter flew right towards me. It sounds unbelievable, but it was the single most terrifying experience of my life. My friend and I got holy water and sprinkled it around the house while saying a prayer and never experienced anything in the house again. Months later, my friend came to stay at my lake house with me for a weekend. At one point in the night we both thought we saw a "shadow person" but decided to pass it off as nothing.

  Later that night, we woke up to what sounded like voices coming from the living room. He went to investigate, thinking someone might have broken in, and I stayed put. A few moments later I heard the sound of someone thundering down the hallway, and ran out to see why my friend was running -but he wasn't in the house. My friend was outside on the porch, and came inside saying that he had heard a loud noise from the house, too, and thought it had been me.

  Nothing else happened for the rest of the weekend, but the next time I went to the house, after it had set empty for a week, a picture frame with my photo in it had been ripped off the wall and thrown down the hall, and the pillows from my couch were stacked one on top of the other, in the very middle of the couch.

  I've since stopped hanging out with "John," and I've never experienced anything of this sort again.
• (#7) Staring Red Eyes and a Spooked Dog

  baronjohnson tells this story:

  I woke up in the middle of the night and I looked in the corner of my room and saw a hooded figure next to my dresser. At first I thought it was just some clothes hanging off my dresser, but then it turned and I saw red eyes staring at me. I immediately jumped out of bed and turned on the lights. There were no clothes hanging off my dresser. I would have just brushed it off as a bad dream, but then I saw my dog staring at the corner. I was outside of the room and I kept calling for her to come out, but she would not stop staring where I had seen the hooded figure. She did not react at all to me calling her, and so I finally just went back in my room and yanked her off the bed. I slept in the living room the rest of the night, and my dog slept in my parents' room for the rest of her life.
• (#9) The Haunted House Near Two Cemeteries

  Reddit user Sassicide says:

  Not sure if this qualifies as childhood, since I was in my teens, but here goes:

  My mom was married to my father (a minister) for a long time, and when she left him, she left behind all the traditions they had out of spite. One of these traditions was "blessing" a house before entering it. Well, needless to say, the new house she and I had moved into after their split was in need of a blessing.

  It was located between a Civil War-era cemetery and a more modern one. I don't know if it had anything to do with what was happening with the house.

  The first day we were there, the stove had turned on by itself, and shattered a glass pan that we had sitting on one of the burners. We brushed it off. From then on things escalated. The radio would turn on and off, box fans would mysteriously turn on full blast, and my dog would end up barking at the corners with more ferocity that I'd ever seen her use. My mom got locked in the bathroom once when she was home alone and had to wait for me to come home from school to let her out. Thankfully it was only an hour or so. I saw our "visitor" once or twice and took to calling him "Sam".

  To this day I can't explain what exactly was going on in that house, but I'm very glad that I'm out of it.
• (#18) Meeting a Spirit at St. Augustine

  This creepy story comes from jo_jawz23:

  So, I used to live in Florida, and was just a small car trip away from St. Augustine, which is one of the oldest cities in America. One day, my mom, brother, and I went on a nice little sight seeing trip there to visit a few places. One of those places happened to be the old lighthouse. When we walked in, there was a little room giving some history on the place, and as soon as I walked through the doorway, I just felt a heavy presence all around me as if pressure was being added to the room. Let's just say that we decided not to check the room out. Next, we made our climb to the top. My mom is really afraid of heights, but she went up there anyway. When we got to the top, we were just looking at the view when all of a sudden some lady that looked like she was dressed in 1930s attire came up to us and said "Oh, you don't have to be scared of heights. It's okay." She then walked off, and we then went around the whole lighthouse top and never saw her again. We then looked at a picture of some of the residents that used to live there, and what a coincidence: one of those people just so happened to be the same lady we saw up in the lighthouse.
• (#8) A Ghostly Woman in a Skirt in an Old House

  From a Reddit user:

  Part of my dad's job when I was younger was to go around a very old house that was falling apart, and check on these dowel things in the walls every 6 weeks. He basically replaced them and packaged the ones we took out, and sent them away to find out how the building was drying out after years of rain leaking in. This was a listed building and the company wanted to bring the house back to its former glory, but as far as I'm aware since my dad stopped working for them, it's back in complete disrepair.

  I would go along with him on a Sunday morning to do the changes of these dowels, since I loved being down there and have always been interested in history. So, off we went one morning and turned on the generator and my dad got to work, I'd normally wander around playing Indiana Jones by myself, since this was a huge manor house. It was a construction site, but I was old enough to appreciate the rules and knew not to go near any holes or find a way to fall through the floor.

  So, my dad is busy getting to work on the first dowels when I'm playing upstairs in one room I always liked because it was a child's room. I had claimed it as my own play space whenever I visited. I played for about 5 minutes when I felt someone was watching me, and I turned around to see what looked like a long skirt follow someone along the hallway. I sneaked out and tried to see who was there, and saw the back of a lady walk into another room wearing a floor length skirt. I tried to follow her, but when I went into the room literally 2 seconds after there was no one there. I called my dad and we checked every room in he house, but no one was there. The only way to exit would have been to walk past us, so I have no idea what I saw.
• (#16) A Haunting Whistling and a Man in Black

  This comes from Tokaiguy:

  A few things as a kid:

  In the first house I lived in, my parents and I were sitting at the table eating dinner when suddenly we heard this whistling sound. Not like the wind whistling through a door, but a full-on song. I was about 5 at the time and remember pretending I was the one singing so that my parents wouldn't be concerned. My mom immediately told me to stop pretending and said it was probably the TV downstairs. After dinner I went downstairs to check and all of the lights, TV, everything was off. I don't claim the house was haunted or anything, but it's something I remember vividly and have never been able to explain.

  When I was about 10, we moved into a new house, and my younger sister for years would talk about the man in black that she would see around the house. No one took her seriously, but 20 years later she still swears she saw him, although she doesn't anymore. I never saw anything like that, but can remember hearing cupboards open or drawers shutting while home alone late at night. Recently my dad woke up at 3 am to find his TV on full blast and his phone screen had been smashed during the night.

  Lastly, when I was in kindergarten, I used to have recurring dreams about this black figure with red eyes following me. My dreams were relatively normal, but always in the background this figure was stalking me. Eventually after a few weeks of this, in one of my dreams my grandfather confronted the figure and told me everything would be okay. The figure left and I never dreamed of it again. I mostly chalk that up to being a kid but still kind of interesting to me, especially considering how vividly I can remember that last dream.

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