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Hello! My name is Valkricry; just call me Val as the entire nic will permanently knot your fingers. Of course, that is not what my parents named me, but rather the name I am known best by on the net.
I come from a large family, 4 brothers, 3 sisters, plus myself. If it's possible to be the middle child in an even number then that would be me. There is an age difference of 23 years between the oldest and youngest. Of course all that really means, is I have a heck of a lot of stories I could tell.
Perhaps because I've had experiences as far back as I can remember, I've been interested in the paranormal most of my life, and have done extensive reading and research on the subject. I always seem to be learning something new though, as I've never pigeon-holed myself. That is, I claim no label, nor do I limit the circumference of my interests. I'm really glad to have found others who are willing to share in the journey.
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Ghost Stories from valkricry

Mirror, Mirror on 2017-02-08

Back in the early 1980's, my now ex husband (we'll call him Ed), my then 3 year old son, and I moved into our first house. It had started out as a one room school house (I discovered proof when the removal of layers of wallpaper revealed old slate chalk boards) and had grown into a monstrously large...

Grandma Drowned The Boogeyman on 2017-01-03

Most families have some kind of hero in the family tree. Some Great-great or maybe even recent member they point at with pride and say,"he/she was the first to _" or "fought in the war and was decorated". You get the gist. In my family it was my maternal grandmother, her familial claim to fame was h...

Prairie Street House Haunting on 2016-06-16

For some reason, a house that my friend Lori and I used to clean back in 2005 has been on my mind lately. It was one of those quaint old two story houses that look smaller on the outside than they are on the inside; an illusion given by the fact that being basically rectangular shaped, the narrow en...

Ha-ha Very Funny, Josh on 2015-12-23

Christmas. It can be rather an emotional maze for many of us. This year has been a bit rougher for me than others. Since my son's death in 2002, all the holidays are a bit bittersweet, I think is the term for it. I miss him and the rest of my still living family very much, but even more so during th...

The Furballs And I on 2015-11-16

In the summer of 1972, when I was 14, I was put on a Greyhound bus and traveled from Chicago to San Francisco for my brother K's wedding, as the family representative. My mother said it was to make up for my missing my eighth grade graduation and class trip because of moving (AGAIN!), my dad said so...

Multiplying Cards And A Disappearing Ouija on 2015-10-29

I suppose the beginning of this particular event was back in 1988, with my son's birthday party. I don't know what the rational was, but someone thought the 'ideal' gift for a 7 year old would be a Ouija board. No card accompanied it, and no one ever stepped up as to being the giver. I remember ...

Beyond The Veil on 2015-09-25

About two months ago, I started a thread about visions/sensations during meditation on my story The Cat and the Angel (http://www.yourghoststories.com/real-ghost-story.php?story=20577). In a nutshell, I was looking for confirmation/reassurance and guidance on some twists that meditation had taken fo...

He's At The Door on 2015-07-23

It was after midnight when I went to bed last night (7/22/2015), not long after I heard a rapping on my apartment door. I got up and called through the locked door, "Who is it?" Silence. Another knock. "Who is it?" I called out louder. No way am I just opening the door, so I drag over the stepstool ...

Recent Activities on 2015-06-15

My apartment is the second story of an old Victorian home, built in the mid to late 1800s. Those of you who have read my other submissions know that I experience bouts of activity. Nothing that I deem scary or harmful, just, well not 'normal'. Things like objects moving or 'transporting' to another ...

Out In The Cold on 2015-03-02

This literally just happened right about 5:30 PM or so, tonight. It may be the first week of March, but here Mother Nature has not gotten the memo and our temps haven't reached above freezing. Right now it's 28 F which, compared to what it has been, is down right balmy. I was walking over to ...

I'm Going To Kill You 2 - Hank on 2015-01-22

In the comment section of "I'm Going To Kill You", several wondered if I had ever felt Hank's presence after his mysterious death thirty odd years ago. I promised to write it up and submit it. Before starting, I want to tell you straight up - I'm not 100% sure how much of the following is paranor...

I'm Going To Kill You on 2015-01-20

Thirty odd years ago, I was friends with a man called Hank. That's not his real name, but it will do for the rehashing of a mystery that has plagued me over the years. There are a few things you need to know about him - at six foot six and close to 400 pounds, Hank was a mighty big man, and could be...

Ouija, Won't Ya - Heck No on 2015-01-14

This is not my story, but a shared experience of my parents. One they did not readily share with us kids until we were grown. To be honest, I'm not 100% sure they shared it with all of us, and I only heard it after asking my Mom point blank why in a household of divination paraphernalia (used by my ...

The Christmas Spirit - My Mother's Story on 2014-11-24

Although my mother would not say she believed in ghosts, she would not deny their existence either, as she put it, "Just in case one is listening and decides to give proof." How ever she was not without her own experiences as the following account shows. It was Christmas Eve, 1946 in the projects...

Double Visitation on 2014-11-10

I swear, as I sit here typing this up, the temp in my room has dropped about 10 degrees, but only behind my right shoulder; as if someone is reading over my shoulder. It isn't a 'bad' feeling, the vibe is more of someone being curious. I'm just not sure who the someone is. This is current, having...

The Cat And The Angel on 2014-10-14

It was May of 2003, and I had spent a year in the darkest recesses of my mind, nursing a broken heart. I had suffered three traumatic blows, one after another. First came the loss of a good job, right before Christmas 2001. I kept telling myself, and two children, that things would be OK, but tried ...

The Shack on 2014-09-24

Those of you who have read my other submissions know I generally tell about guardians or those WTH moments that leave me scratching my head and perplexed. I tend to concentrate on the good and leave the scary to others. People have wondered in the comments if I have ever dealt with a not nice sp...

Little Girl Lost on 2014-09-16

I wouldn't call this a memory. I simply heard the story recounted so often that it feels like one. However, it is something that left my family stumped for a logical explanation... It began when I was all of two, and my family had moved from the projects of Chicago to a small town. Back then, the...

Flying Flowers Broken Vase 2 on 2014-08-13

I think this may be connected with the event I posted back in May called Flying Flowers Broken Vase, which is why I decided to title this a continuation of that happening. On May 17th, a vase that had belonged to my dad, filled with flowers flew off the top of my curio cabinet breaking. I found...

Flying Flowers Broken Vase on 2014-05-19

If you have been reading some of my stories, then you know that I have been seeing some activity in my tiny upper apartment. Until now these events have been more of a WTH status then anything. No harm no foul as my brother use to say. But on Saturday, May 17th, there was an event that has me, well,...

Music On The Shower Curtain on 2014-01-14

This took place around 4 AM on a cold winter's day recently. Because I report to work quite early, I'm usually up at that time using the restroom. As I've mentioned before in some of my accounts, my apartment is the top floor of a very old house. I've long suspicioned that at one time it was the...

October Weirdness on 2013-11-11

October has been a rough month for me since 2002. It was the month my son was born. For 20 years we celebrated Halloween together. Then in January of that year, he passed away. I only tell you this, because I think it has some baring on things that are going on. I believe a person's emotional state ...

Back Off: Psychic Attack on 2013-10-14

This isn't your traditional ghost story, but it is of the paranormal. It took place shortly after I turned 16 and was working at an indoor amusement park/shopping mall called Old Chicago, which is now defunct. One night I had, what my mother called a prophetic dream, a warning. In it a man I did...

Can You Hear Me Now? Disembodied Voices on 2013-05-29

On several different occasions, I have heard voices. Sometimes I can identify who it is, and sometimes I can't. For instance in Of Wee Ghosties And A Haunted School, I told about hearing children's cries and an unknown child yelling 'No!' and shoving me out of harm's way when a ceiling collapsed. Gr...

Who's Calling? on 2013-04-29

Back in the early 80's, I lived in a farm house that had been converted into an upper and lower apartment. We hadn't lived in the upper apartment very long, maybe a couple of months, when I began to hear an odd phone ring: 3 short rings followed by a long ring. This was not the sound our phone made....

Experiences At My Aunt's on 2013-04-10

In August 1983, my then husband, 2 year old son and I went to visit my Aunt for a week. My Aunt and Uncle lived on a large farm in a tiny town named Cold Springs, Kentucky. The nearest actual town is Alexandria, the nearest neighbor is a good 10 miles down the Pike. Their house was fairly modern, a ...

Saviour In The Storm on 2013-04-08

This happened to me this morning as I was walking to work, so I'm still puzzling it out. First off, I wasn't feeling that great and it was raining. It was also very dark out. 5:30 in the morning, the sun is still sleeping, and there is very little traffic. In fact I hardly see anyone out that earl...

Posession By Nightmare? on 2013-03-25

I'm not sure this is a story I should tell as it's extremely personal. Even within my own family, there are those who would call me a liar for it. When I was about 9 years old I had, what the grownups termed a nightmare of epic proportions. I still remember it quite vividly, and to be honest, I'm st...

Coffee Time? 2 on 2013-03-25

The Ghostie hasn't offered me any coffee in awhile, but I have noticed some other activities, and thought I would share them. I've begun hearing sounds that I had previously contributed to the downstairs neighbor's dog or her visiting grandkids. Nothing scary: the sound of a hard ball or similar ...

Of Wee Ghosties And A Haunted School on 2013-02-20

Recently Oak Park Elementary celebrated its 120th year, which would have meant it was built around 1893. However, some suspect the school is even older since the existing records do not date farther back. Perhaps the anniversary is why this story feels the need to be told. Back in 1979, I was th...

Coffee Time? on 2013-02-12

Let me begin by saying, unusual occurrences are not 'new' for me. Indeed, until I was in my 30's I could see, hear, and sense things that other's couldn't. However, these things deeply disturbed my then husband, and I pretty much shut it off, I guess. As they say, "if you don't use it, you lose it."...

Last 20 posts from valkricry
Date: 2017-03-19
Thank you kindly! I thought I recognized your name - welcome back!
Date: 2017-03-13
Augusta and shushantkar,
You might find the following news article interesting:
Ah! Now stories from close family members are different, especially if you feel you can vouch for the validity. Honestly, I didn't mean to offend you (I hope I didn't) but meant to be helpful. We do get submissions that happened to 'a friend' and I guess I had that on my mind. Your comment seemed very well written, as was your last accounting, and I can see you put thought into what you write, and it just breaks my heart a little when we get a well thought out submission that I have to reject because it's outside the guidelines. All that hard work for nothing, you know?
Again, I am sorry if I somehow offended you.
It happens to the best of us, Twilight. Laugh
But I need 50 characters to tell you that! Laugh
My comment was not to the OP, but to Azraa's comment. He/she remarked," I personally have never had real ghost experiences when awake but I know of people who have so I will post about those soon!"
I just wanted to let them know, we don't publish 3rd hand accountings. Smile
I peeked at your profile and seeing as you're fairly new, I thought you might not know we do not accept stories that are from friends of friends for publication. Sometimes we do accept stories from close family members though. What we really want is personal ghost stories.
I remember things from when I was very young - like 4 and 5. So, I see no reason for you not to be able to recall something from the age of 6, especially if it made deep impression on you.
Sometimes, things are not as they appear, and spirits are no different. Just because it was black, doesn't mean it was evil or even 'bad'. Think about it, if it was either of those, do you really think it would just watch you sleep?
You can't even be sure it was a nightly visitor, so it might have been just that once. We'll never know for sure.
However, let's say it did. Every night it entered your room and watched you sleep - for what purpose? My Aunt use to do this with me, because I reminded her of the little girl she had, who was still born. We'd be about the same age, and she could kindof imagine if her girl was here how it would be. I call this wistful watching. Maybe you reminded it of a little one they'd either once had or wanted in life.
I really don't think there's any way anyone could keep up with all the changes in languages, and then toss in slang...*rolls eyes*. I swear the only thing I know that changes quicker is programming code, and my underwear.
Anyway, I always learn so much from you,I'm (not so secretly) pleased I could tell you something new!
Biblio? Veld is also correct. SA uses a lot of Dutch terms, 'veld' being one of them, means the same though.
Date: 2017-03-05
All I can say is WOW! I agree with Melda, not too sure I would have stuck around either. Just the idea of men in sheets scares me. (Yep much more afraid of two legged beasts then any ghost.)
That your Mom could do that is really something. This accounting was simply amazing!
Are you honestly attempting to give advise based on a fictional movie, that had a bare minimum of the understanding of Egypt's view of the after life, or even their gods? You could not have picked a worse reference choice if you had tried. First, the Egyptians believed we would live eternity out in The Field of Reeds which was a perfect reflection of the life one had lived on earth.
"The Egyptian Underworld was called Duat, and it was pictured as being much like Egypt, only better. The problem was that getting to Duat was difficult, and a lot of things could go wrong. The deceased person's body has to survive; without it, the dead person's soul would be annihilated. The person's name had to be preserved as well. There were complex rituals to embalm the corpse (hello, mummies!) and "open its mouth" so that the dead soul could speak the proper ritual formulas as it journeys through Duat, so it can get past various monsters and obstacles. The dead person's heart was weighed against the feather of Ma'at, the Goddess of Truth, to ensure that the deceased had lived a proper life; if the feather was heavier than the heart, the heart and its soul were devoured. The deceased had to be able to make the 42 Negative Confessions, truthfully denying a long list of moral failures and crimes. Burial practices involved an array of spells, charms, and texts, designed to make sure the dead person knew what to say and when to say it, and that various difficulties could be overcome. And the body of a wealthy person was provided with expensive grave goods to ensure that he or she would live comfortably in Duat." (taken from A Historian Goes to the Movies https://aelarsen.wordpress.com/2016/03/19/gods-of-egypt-it-was-watch-this-or-grade-exams/).
What about the poor who couldn't afford the expensive embalming?
There were actually 3 grades of embalming. The third being the cheapest, as the ancient Egyptians believed that if the deceased were not properly buried, the soul would return in the form of a ghost to haunt the living. As mummification could be very expensive, the poor gave their used clothing to the embalmers to be used in wrapping the corpse. This gave rise to the phrase "The Linen of Yesterday" alluding to death. It's interesting to note that even in the poorest situations, the deceased were buried in simple graves with those artifacts they had enjoyed in life or whatever objects the family could afford to part with, so that they could continue enjoying them in the afterlife. Nothing to do with "offerings".
You seem to have mixed the Greek mythology of the River Styx in with the Egyptians... According to that story, the River Styx separates the living world from the land of the dead. When your soul reaches the River, you are transported to the other side by a boatman named Charon - but it wasn't free. If your family had failed to bury you with coin for payment (these were what the coins placed over the eyes were for) then you were stuck. You could try to swim across, but most didn't make it. Once you did cross over all you had to do is wait to be reborn. These souls wouldn't remember their prior life. So unlike the Egyptians, the Greeks didn't spend a lot of time preparing for their after life because they didn't expect to be there very long.
Date: 2017-03-05
Oh, my... Either I need to type faster or not mull my posts over as long as I do. Just realized that both Dirtcreature (by the way thank you!) and Miracles had responded before I posted, pretty much repeating what they said.
Sorry about that.
Date: 2017-03-05
At first I thought sleep paralysis, as I'm sure many will, but then you said your father experienced the same thing, at the same time. Personally, I've never heard of a shared sleep paralysis, so I'm ruling that out.
I take it, that this fellow has not reappeared? Do you feel any negativity present in your home? If not, this could have been a one time thing. It could have even been an instance of a residual haunting. I'm thinking more of an echo from the past replaying when atmospheric conditions are just right, rather then a regular haunting.
Date: 2017-03-05
From the submission page: "The submission page should be online again next Monday, thank you for your patience,"the page then closes on Friday. Since we're constantly publishing new stories with fair regularity, it seems unfeasible that, unless you are only trying to submit on weekends - when that page is closed, you've never been able to submit a story. I suggest trying on either a Monday,Tuesday,Wednesday, or Thursday.
Of course even after submitting, there's no guarantee of publication. It is not instantaneous and might take several days, depending on the number of submissions. Or it could be returned for not following the guidelines.
Your remark that you would be willing to help the site for free, leads me to believe you think we get paid. We do not.
And about karma points - seriously? You can only vote (up or down) a certain poster either 4 or 5 times before you get the message 'Please vote for someone else', so it's impossible for any one person to abuse the system (plus you can only vote once on any given comment). Comments get voted up or down for a number of reasons - sometimes just poor hand to eye coordination.
I've read all your posts, and you seem very dissatisfied with this site. Yet, here you are. That says much about you.
Sheld, maybe you should research that piece of road to determine whether many accidents happen there, especially those involving a motorbike.
Like Miracles, I've never had or even heard of a premonition recorded or tape before. Not like the one you describe at least.
According to the Ghost Research Society (international but based in Oak Lawn, Illinois) "An analog tape recorder or digital voice recorder is the most common device for obtaining EVP. However, voices and/or sounds have been known to appear on answering machines, radios and cell phones from time to time." So I see no reason why the sound could not be picked up on a video recorder.
Personally, I don't think it's too far fetched to think that there are particular entities who look after good people in need. They are contained in the mythologies world wide; Ancient Egypt, the Romans, and Greeks, all mention such encounters, and through the centuries such tales have endured. We're talking in every culture there seems to be some belief in entities who have intervened on their behalf.
But exactly whom or what (angel, saint, spirit,deity, etc.) a person believes to have encountered, is probably based on that person's learning in life. IE what they've been taught to believe.
I'm glad my mom could help validate your experience for you, as your story did the same for her's for me. It's funny in a way, you were trying to "sheer away from people who tend to be a bit sensitive as far as religious beliefs are concerned", and I nearly didn't post my comment not wishing to possibly offend you. So glad I didn't offend!
I have read and reread this particular account of yours perhaps a dozen times. It really reminds me of something my Mom once related to me. I'll be honest, what really triggered it for me was your use of the term 'baby legs', because when describing the child she saw, she used the same term, and the description was pretty much the same, as far as my memory allows. She never mentioned a dog though there are other similarities. You mention your husband being gone and the crime rate. This happened when my father was absent and crime was high in the area. Coincidence? I don't know, but it does make me go hmmm. A large difference might be whereas you were alone, alone, my mom had 3 young boys at home. Which at the time made her more fearful over their safety should trouble come our way.
Anyway, my mother's belief was she saw the Infant of Prague (Baby Jesus) as "he was too beautiful and radiated such love and comfort, He could not have been a normal child." She also admitted to an overwhelming 'wanting' for Him to stay with her. I'm not saying that's who the child is, or what you saw, or putting forth any religious explanation;but for her that's how she perceived it.
Just thought I'd share that with you.
Date: 2017-03-02
Please accept my sympathies, and deepest condolences. Take all the time you need, we'll be here.
Hugs to you and yours.
Date: 2017-03-01
Okay, I might be a bit warped - I can imagine some woman in another dimension demanding to know from her S.O. An explanation for strange underwear. Laugh
But where does our stuff go? Not so much the things that seem to 'transport' to another room, but the stuff that goes missing for weeks, months or even years to show up in plain sight again at some future date? Good question...