Scary stories of the spine-chilling kind..

Oh....where to begin.

I was impressed with Liza's blog entry today, which only encouraged me to share my own experiences of the supernatural variety.

I dont recall writing this story on my blog yet and if i have, my apologies in advance!

It was sometime in the fall.

I was into ghost hunting about 3-4 years back and this was at the height of it all. I even was involved in ghosthunting group that consisted mainly of a friend and work mate Matt, who had a crush on me, and i felt like 'hey why not,ill pursue it?' but it was doomed doomed DOOMED from the start. It wasnt merely because he had the knack of overexaggerating the truth of things and wasnt really that good looking. :-p He just wasnt my type, but we had fun ghosthunting.

Anywho, there was this one time when it was just my sister, our friend Julie at the time, and this other girl Tiffany that was trying to force Nicole to smoke pot. I really dont know the entire story on that, so i wont delve into it much more. So,....we were in a graveyard that was either based in Merrillville or Scherrilville. I am guessing that is was the one in the latter city, but i might be wrong.

One night, we were wandering around the stones and I had a funky feeling like there was indeed something around. I felt the presence of a lady and a man. My sister told me later that she felt the presence of a little boy(but not until i witness something interesting for myself). We had sage in the car cuz its a good device in warding off unwanted spirits. We even put some in front of the doorway outside of our house, for protection. So, on the way home, things were cool. The four of us just chatting away about the night and so on. Nicole and I get home and sooner or later head to bed. I had my own room at this time, actually thinking about it, i have had my room about 6 years at that point. I was laying down to go to sleep, when something suddenly caught my eye.

As i peered over to my closet, which was opened, due to the doors not working properly, i noticed something very odd.
On top of my hamper, i kid you not, i could see something sitting on it sideways. I blinked my eyes and then realized that it was a transparent little boy(5-6 years old, clothes from earlier this century or late 1800s). That wasnt just it. As i looked at him, he was facing sideways and then slooooowly but surely turned his head in my direction to look blankly into my eyes. This was about 8 feet away from my bed, so rather close. At the same time of him turning his head towards me, he was kicking his feet up and down on the hamper as he sat on it. I closed my eyes SUPER tight at this point and thought to myself that maybe I was just seeing things.

Nope. That wasnt the case here. It was as though the tape had rewind and the same thing happened again, just to prove its basis in its existance in my head. I closed my eyes and either fell asleep or scurried off into my sister's room. She later then told me that she had a similar thing happen with her, but in this case, we believe it to have been the child's mother. She was in my sisters room at the same time that the little boy was in mind and she then said outloud for the spirit to please go to the light and not bother us in our home. It then disappeared.

Ill have to ask my sister the story again just to get the facts right, but it was just as mindboggling as mine. The funny thing is that i didnt tell my sister or anyone about what i felt in the graveyard exactly, so it was a bit bizarre that this all happened, which proves it to be true from 2 different angles, both my story and my sis's.

All i can say is if you want spirits to follow you home or not, they will.