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2009-05-26
 
Ghost Stories from jackeline

Slamming Doors At The Gas Company on 2010-01-06

When my dad was in Mexico in his early twenties he got a housekeeping position at a gas company and to make things rosy it was a graveyard shift. As my dad revealed to me he was the only housekeeper the first night on his job and he thought he was alone, but little did my dad know, he had a buddy...

The Ghost Lady on 2010-01-05

In Houston, Texas I stay at my brother's house with my aunt Ceci, my cat Alfie, and a ghost lady. Before I moved to the house I learned of a tragic event that happened inside our home. A robbery took place and a lady was killed. The lady is physically gone, but her soul, spirit or ghost, however...

Slammed Door on 2009-07-13

Here in Houston my aunt used to work in some apartments where a guy had committed suicide. The workers at the office had gone to check on him after they got a call from a relative, worried that they hadn't heard from him for days. Sadly, when they got to his apartment they found him dead in his bedr...

We Both Saw It on 2009-07-06

When I lived in Los Angeles I worked the graveyard at a hospital. I had begun a friendship with a security lady who I called C and who always stayed in the lobby. That was her post so every night I worked I would go see my buddy C. I used to love going over on my break because we would talk the ...

The Ghostly O.R. Floor on 2009-06-30

When I lived in Los Angeles I got a housekeeping job at a hospital. The hospital was home to many spirits or as we call them ghosts. As luck would have it I ended up getting the graveyard shift. That first night at the job my supervisor Maria took me on rounds to get familiar with the hospital a...

Strange Little Lights on 2009-06-22

When I lived in Los Angeles I had a friend. My friend was gothic and always draped in black from head to toe. This friend carried something that was unusual and I don't think she even had a clue of her paranormal activity. When I moved to L.A she became one of my very first friends. She was nice ...

Bedtime on 2009-06-08

In my brother's house it's only three of us who live there; my aunt, me, and a ghost lady who sometimes sits on my bed at night and taps her foot to make her presence known. In Houston my brother has a humble home with a ghostly friend we all know about; a lady who was robbed and murdered near the m...

My Brother's Casa on 2009-05-28

When I came home to Houston, Texas I got the surprise that my brother had bought a house, a big five-bedroom house in a humble neighbourhood. It has the feeling of a safe haven when you look at it from the outside but on the inside it's a different story. When I arrived in Houston I didn't imme...

At The Old Meadows on 2009-05-27

I was thirteen and was completely frozen to death with sheer terror on my face. With the Nintendo control in my hand I was more than terrified to turn and see who was standing behind me. See, there was no other physical living and breathing human being besides me in that apartment. My mom and dad ha...