Ghost eerie stories

check tis ghost story 55551111 The Man On The Bench I hope you enjoy it. This happened few years ago in my home town, Driffield, and I remember it was on Valentine's day. Me and my friend, Kerstie, were walking to her house one night. I forget what we were doing, but on the way to her house we had to pass this memorial garden. It has a few flowers, and a bench that faces a monument from the war, it's quite a nice place with a small river. There is a path that runs behind the bench, and this was the path we had chosen that day. It wasn't quite dark and I remember it was around 6pm because there is a church not far from the garden, and the bells struck just before we walked by. We were both quite happily talking away until we came close to the bench. Then we both went silent, and turned to face the bench. It was very strange because we both did this at the exact same time, in mid sentence, and just stared for what seemed like ages. There was a man sat on the bench with his back to us. He seemed to be wearing a rather large coat, with a biggish collar, it was a greenish color, and he had a large bag next to him. I originally thought the bag was a small child huddled on the bench until I realized how large it was. After what seemed like ages, but was most likely a few seconds, we both realized we were staring but we didn't seem to understand why. Then, at the exact same time, we both realized the guy had no visible head (I know it sounds lame but honestly it is true). Kerstie started to scream. She ran across the road and waited for me on the other side. I didn't quite know how to react and just continued to stare in shock. The guy didn't seem phased by Kerstie screaming, and this creeped me out a little. I thought maybe he was leaning forward, and his head just wasn't visible, so I slowly walked round the side of the bench, to see a front view. The whole time, he didn't move an inch. As I got closer, I saw that he wasn't hunched forward... He really didn't have a head... Just a gaping collar with blackness. Yet he had hands, and feet and everything else. He just sat there with his hands on his knees. At this point, fear got the better of me and I ran after Kerstie. As I caught up with her I paused and looked back... The guy was moving his arms... We then ran all the way to her house. When we actually got home, it was the first time we spoke since we went silent and she said to me "You did see that didn't you?" We then talked about the whole experience, and we had both witnessed the same thing... A headless man in green, sat with a bag on a bench. She also said that she thought the bag was a child too... I thought that was kind of odd. We thought maybe it was a guy from the war waiting for his lover, or grieving for a friend lost in the war, but I doubt we will ever know. I know it seems unlikely but this really did happen, and if it wasn't for the fact that Kerstie saw it too, I'd wonder if I really did see it. I have seen other things but this is by far the scariest.

so far, i haven't see a ghost. ang i dont want to see one. but my brother have seen a ghost at their apartment. he has only seen the ghost once and he never saw it again. he still lives on the apartment where the ghost live. he says that he doesnt want another apartment because it way more cheaper and the landlady doesnt mind if the payment of the rent was a bit late. (no wonder its really cheap, there's someone living in there other than you)

You must be clairvoyant, meaning a person who can see spirits which are not visible to the naked eye. Some may see this as a gift while to some its a curse that they want to go away, whether you want to develop your ability or not, may it be a choice you make based on what your heart tells you. I have quite a few experiences with paranormals some are very visible to the eye while some make contact through voices or dreams. Until now I haven't done anything to develop this ability as I'm not sure if I can handle the responsibility that comes with it. One experience I had happened when I was 11 during a camping on the foot of a small mountain. While we were singing to campfire songs, my friend and I pointed our flashlights to the trees trying to look for ghosts, suddenly I a person shaped figure moving from a tree opposite the tree where my flashlight shines. Frozen in my spot, my eyes followed the figure until it disappeared behind the tree where my flashlight pointed. I haven't said a thing to my friend until it was time to go home, she asked me if I saw something floating from the left side of the mountain going to the tree we're looking at. It seemed that the floating person shaped figure wasn't my imagination at all! Eerie!

im pretty sure that our last dog Stanley still comes around to visit. at night when he needed to go outside or was trying to get our attention for whatever reason, he would put his paws up on the bed and kind of pat the mattress. he would pat harder and harder if we werent responding. sometimes during the night ive felt the "pat" on the mattress exactly how he used to do it. in fact 2 other ppl in the house have felt the same thing! we just figured its Stanley letting us know that he's watching over us and that he is just wanting to say Hi.