Volume 3: Ghost Stories from Texas (Joe Kwon's True Ghost Stories from Around the World) (4 page)

Ghost Roomies

Lampasas, Texas

I moved to Lampasas in the summer of 2000. I hadn't been in my new home long before I realized we were not alone. My husband, my 13-year-old son, and myself were the only ones living in our home. At least, that’s what we thought!
Our house is an older home that has been well taken care of and we loved it instantly. One day my son was outside and my husband was at work while I was at my computer doing some paperwork. Out of the corner of my eye I glimpsed a shadow passing by but dismissed it, thinking my son must have come inside to get a drink. As I turned back to the task at hand, once again I glimpsed a shadow passing by me in the hall.

I got up to go see what my son was doing and to my surprise he was nowhere in sight. I looked outside and saw him involved in his basketball game. I asked him if he had just came inside and he told me no, which was verified by his friends.

Since that first time, we have all experienced this movement in the house. Since no harm has ever come to any of us we have decided we have ghost roomies! Now I don't think anything about it and have looked up and watched shadows move past us more times than I can count. Now if we could just get them to pay rent!

At Grandma's House

San Antonio, Texas

When I was eight, my family and I used to live with my grandma. We had just moved to town and needed some time to get settled.

One night I was asleep and I woke up suddenly. You know the feeling you get when you are being watched? Well that's what I felt. I turned to the doorway and there was a little boy standing there just looking at me. At first I thought it was my brother but then I remembered he was at friend's house.

I got so freaked out that I hid under the covers. Then I felt him, or something, standing right next to my bed. I refused to come up from under the covers and the next thing I knew it was morning. I don't know what it was, but I didn't sleep by myself from then on.

My grandma's has always had unexplained things happening but this was my first personal experience.

Ancient Army Men

Corpus Christi, Texas

My little brother is in a Boy Scout troop, and I got to go along on their trip to the Lexington, a very old warship boat that had a sad and gruesome history.

One night I took a stroll on the deck that thousands
of people had died on. The gurgle of the water was music to my ears, and the view was even more beautiful. Then, at that very moment, screams of at least 100 dying souls rang through my ears, the noise was so horrid and loud that I fell to my Knesset and screamed. I then had a feeling that some one was choking me! Then, it all stopped, and I just hugged my knees and bawled.

I used to be a non-believer... Now? I believe.

Something In My Room

Pearland, Texas

Hello, my name is Stephanie and I am going to share with you the most terrifying week of my life.

When I was about 6 years old, I had this intense fear of my closet. I always felt as if someone, or something, was in it. I never wanted to sleep in my own room because I was so afraid of it.

This all started the day I found out that the previous owner of my house died in my room. At this time, being only 6, I thought nothing of it. But, I would soon become a believer in the paranormal.

That night, my mom had just put me to bed and I was having a really hard time sleeping. The way my room was set up was my bed was on the opposite wall of the closet, so if I turned on my side, I was facing my closet. My fear was super intense that night. I felt like there was someone in my room with me but I didn't know what to do, so I just shut my eyes and tried to get some sleep. Well that didn't happen.

I made the mistake of rolling over, facing my closet and I opened my eyes, just in time so see a shadowy figure dart across the wall and stop where my closet door was. The figure was odd. If I had to describe it, it looked like a troll shape. It was small, but I was terrified.

I just laid there, I didn't want to move at all, I felt my breathing was too much movement. I decided to look over at my closet once more, and the door begins to open. Slowly, it gets to the point where it can't open any more and slams shut. So what do I do? I freak out of course and run to my mom. That night, I slept in my parents bed.

The next night wasn't too bad, but I was still frightened. Because of the previous night, I decided that I would feel safer if my little dog, Princess, slept in bed with me. Princess was a Pomeranian and really sweet. I was in bed, and I already felt tons safer because Princess was there with me.

I was petting her before I was about to pass out but I remember blinking and opening my eyes again and what I saw scared me enough to start screaming. As I opened my eyes to look at Princess, she turned black, ( her fur is really light tan) and her eyes were glowing red. Believe me, I know how weird this sounds, I didn't want to believe it either, but I know what I saw. So needless to say, I kicked Princess out of my room and she slept in the living room that night.
The next night is a night I will never forget. I was laying in bed, almost about to fall asleep, when I hear my name coming from the closet. At first I thought it was my mom, so I listened one more time...nothing. So I roll back over and start to fall asleep. Later I woke to something shaking my bed. At that time, I had a water bed, and it would move easily from anything trying to move it. That night it was moving to the point where I felt I was going to fall off. No one was in my room but me, why was my bed moving like that? I was scared, so I hopped out of bed and started running towards my door. I slammed shut it my face. I was frozen with fear. I just stood there, I didn't want to turn around because I didn't know what would happen to me if I did.

I start to hear my name coming from the closet again. Just repeating, until finally it stops, the door opens and I run to my mom. The whole time I was in my room that night, I felt depressed. I felt like something wanted me to feel that way. Like I was alone and helpless.

Years have gone by and nothing happened. My family and I moved to a new house. One day I remember asking my mom about the person who died in our old house. She told me it was an old woman, she had died in my room, right next to my closet. She was trying to get help, but she couldn't get out of the room.... she was helpless.....

Grandma's in the House

Spring branch, Texas

It started on a peaceful night at 1:00 a.m., and my mom and I were sitting on the couch watching TV. Suddenly our back door opened.

My mom and I were pretty scared, so I got up and went to see what it was because she wouldn't. When I got to the back door, no one was there. So I just closed it.

After that I was on the computer, and I heard my cabinet doors open, but I ignored it. Then I heard the dishes being put away. I went to the kitchen to see who it was and all of the dishes were in the same place.

I thought that was pretty freaky, so I told my mom about it, and she said that it was probably my imagination.

After that I went to bed, and woke up at around 3 A.M. and heard someone talking to me. The voice said, "It's your grandma." I looked around and there was no one there. So now I knew that it's my grandma, and I shouldn't be scared.

From that day on I have seen and heard someone walking around in my house, and I'm pretty sure it's my grandma watching over me making sure everything is all right.

Father watching over me

Royse City, Texas

My father and I have had a rocky relationship throughout my childhood, up to adulthood. But, when I turned 25 he came back into my life.

To make a long story short, he came home to Texas to live with my grandma in a hospice to pretty much die at home. They had tried everything, but told us he just needed to be in a comatose state.

The first ghost sighting I had with him was when I left him on the day he passed away. I was at home and was all alone in my room watching TV. I was under the covers and I could feel someone sitting on my blanket. I looked up to see a white mist. I wasn't sure who it was at first. I sat up and put my glasses on and it was my father.

At first I was like, you can't be here. You are supposed to be at grandmas in bed! He just looked at me and leaned down, and it was like he was hugging me. It got cold for like three second and then he disappeared!

Then around midnight my grandma called me to tell me that he had passed away. I said, "I know grams -- I saw him!" She was blown away because she had told me the same story of what happened to her and our stories matched!

Now other things have happened since then, because it's only been a year and I'm still grieving. But, things happen that I can't explain.

I had a friend named Tim who died in combat over in Iraq and I was tore up about that. So, between him and my father, I think they are both watching Over me.
There will be nights when I'll have the remote on my bed far away from me and my TV will turn off and then on again. And I'll have fun -- Ill say, "dad or Tim, if that is you, can you turn on the TV again?" -- and the TV will turn on!

One night I was taking a bath and the lights flickered. There was no bad weather, but the lights flickered and then went off. Now, that freaked me out because I'm afraid of the dark!

Another incident was when I was driving in my car to go shopping and the song I played at my father's funeral was on the radio. On certain occasions it would come on, but only when by myself.

Also, it would be late at night and I would get up to get something to drink and I would see a bright ball of light just zoom past me. One night after the bright ball zoomed past I saw a black figure standing by my pantry door and just casually walk around the corner down the hall and disappear. Now we have a new home only 5 years old, but I heard spirits can follow you and find you wherever u go. But, I don't know.

I have other stories but that is usually what happens on a normal basis. Oh, and one last thing... I'll be laying in bed -- and this is every night -- I will get the feeling that I'm being watched over! But, I don't get scared because I think and hope it's my dad. I saved his ashes in a little sealed wooden box on my nightstand with the angel that points straight to me and watches over me! That angel has moved from on top of his ashes box to the night stand besides my bed and it would face toward me!