THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
The story is about a haunted apartment in Australia, Brisbane. I studied overseas in Brisbane for 3 years. But this story is not about me, it’s about my housemate Jolin who stayed in this apartment for a few months before she moved to my house. As her story is very long with many incidents, I …
I grew up in Melbourne. My parents split up when I was 5 years old. For almost two years, I lived with my sister for the time being while my Mom worked out some custody issues with my Dad. Anyway, that’s another story. When my mum finally won over my custody, me, my Mom and …
The following incident comes from Australia, and is well-known in that part of the world. It is usually known as “Fisher’s Ghost,”. A number of years ago, a free settler, named John Fisher, who had long successfully cultivated a grant of land in a remote district, and who was known to be possessed of a …
Here is a story about cause-and-effect. It coherently supports the other theory of how man wouldn’t be haunted for no reason. But this time it is about a place, our bungalow house in Australia. After we migrated to Australia, we stayed with our grandparents and therefore we bought a land and built a new bungalow …
It was 1989 that I just finished serving NS and went to Melbourne to further my studies. As i didn’t do my a level, i had to do 1 year matriculation. I was staying at this hostel just across the school. The hostel was call Alan Ramsey house. It’s an old building, i think built …
This is one of the famous Elwood stories. Elwood is a place in America near to California and is definitely a creepy place–so much so that my girlfriend at the time (now my wife), Susan, was reluctant to drive out there to see me while I was staying in my grandparents’ house. It’s heavily wooded, …
This story is about a haunted doll. (Do you think my kids own a “My Size Barbie”? Not a chance.) This particular doll was about the size and weight of a young toddler, and it’s name was William. My grandmother bought William at a flea market in the mid 1970s. He (it, whatever) was dirty, …
I can’t even begin to rival some of these stories and pictures. But since I now cannot sleep (thanks a lot), I have a couple stories of my own. Not even about me mostly, but about others in my family. Nothing preternatural has ever happened to me, except maybe once (I’m sure it has a …
When I was a little boy I lived in a tiny two-bedroom house with my parents and four siblings. One night my brother and I were standing at the front window staring outside as it rained. This was a strangely quiet moment for the two of us, despite the lightning and thunder. We just stood …
There were three of us when we checked into a hotel in the middle of bustling New York city. It wasn’t such an old hotel, just the typical ones you get when you join a tour. Hopping from hotel to hotel, the three of us established the habit of leaving the toilet light throughout the …
