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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.
Favorite Ghost Stories

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Ghost Stories from valkricry

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: 2017-01-18
elnora, good to see you're back!
Thank you, Martin and Miracles Shy
About your story, elnora... Not sure what you saw. Maybe the shadow likes popping bubble wrap? Honestly, sometimes ghosties seem to like making weird noises. An attempt for attention, maybe. I think it was Wish-Not, had a flatulent ghost (title was Tap, Tinks, and Toots). Now, that's going a bit far for attention, no? (I think I'd take the popping sound over that! Laugh )
I'm curious as to whether you also published this elsewhere.
The picture is used on several sites.
At Haunted Hovel: http://www.hauntedhovel.com/pere-cheney-grayling-mi.html both the story and picture appear. The name on it isn't similar to yours. So, I'd thought I'd call it to your attention and ask if you are the original author of this.
Date: 2017-01-14
How interesting! Your link wasn't working, so we'll try this:
Wouldn't want anyone to miss out. I did google fairyologist," A person who writes about or studies fairies or fairy lore. " The term has only been around since early 20th century; earliest use found in Literary News. So it's a fairly new term.
But the real question is did you see them? Well, there's SOMETHING in those pictures, that's for sure. But, like you, I can't make out any details. It's basically a white blur.
Given the way they moved, says they weren't insects, dust or other minute debris. Although alcohol can cause you to see things, and make you more susceptible to suggestion, I've never know it to cause them to show up on film...
Date: 2017-01-13
I sat here and cried when I first read this. I really can't add to what BGP said, or Manafon, I'd just be repeating them. So instead, I'm sending you a hug.
Date: 2017-01-13
I believe Miracles raised a very valid point. Back on 10/09/2016 you said, "... And this account wasn't mine before, it used to be my cousins account, but she gave it to me because she wasn't using it at all, so now it's mine and I don't know how to change the age..." This means your cousin had this account for awhile.
However your profile clearly states that it was created on 08/22/2016. Same date as this story was published.
Now, not even 3 DAYS ago, you've gone and stated,"... Anyway, about the account, I told my cousin about what happened to me and she made this account. At first I didn't wanted to tell anybody, but she made me write this on the same day when she made this account..." You're now saying, that she didn't have this account that "she wasn't using at all", but created it expressly for you to post this... So which is it? If you lie about something as the creating of your account, well then everything you've stated comes under question as to your ability to tell the truth.
And being rude to Miracles (or anyone else here) that doesn't impress anyone. It just shows you are too immature for this site and probably should go play elsewhere.
Red, I'm glad this made you laugh. Smile Maybe your mom thought what you did fostered a belief in ghosts with your sister. I don't know, but I do know some folks get really weird about the paranormal.
Date: 2017-01-10
Kindly_refrain, the link you provided didn't work for me.
So I'm supplying this one:

Biblio, Thank you kindly, sir.

Lady-glow and OCGirl,
I barely knew my grandmother, my impression was a large Sherman tank of a woman, whose long braided hair coiled on the top of her head suspiciously like a snake. I do remember kicking her in the shins when I was 5. She had smacked my older brother and made him cry. I don't recall what he had done, and he, being quite the 9 year old hellion, probably deserved it. Still... You don't mess with MY brothers. Lol I remember she spanked me twice, once for the kick, and then again because I refused to say I was sorry, until she said she was sorry to him. As far as I know neither one of us ever gave in on that score. I only saw her 4 or 5 more times that I remember.
The twins, however lived with her for extended periods of times growing up. They have some fond memories.
Date: 2017-01-10
Wish-Not, on Rook's profile in the Cleansing he gives a really easy explanation of how to shield yourself. It would be a good place to start, and easy to practice too. What I use is a bit different (I think over time everyone 'personalizes' how they do it), but when you boil it down it's basically the same.
Date: 2017-01-07
I've tried to comment on your story 3 or 4 times, but my words kept getting in the way of the thoughts I was trying to convey. (I hope that makes some sense.)
Having someone else's feelings ambush you can be quite scary, especially the first time it happens. It's like being emotionally sucker punched. The emotions seem so raw and unfiltered, just *WHAM* in your face, and you have no idea of the why of them, or what to do about it. Makes you feel...helpless. However, it doesn't have to be that way. You can learn to somewhat control the intensity of which you get 'hit' by it. I use what I call a layered shielding method. In that way, I can 'filter'/ soften the intensity of the emotions, so that I can handle it. Sometimes, feeling what they do can be a useful tool, just like with living people. Understanding, 'knowing' what they're feeling, even if they think it's hidden can enable you to make a difference for them, and aid in handling a situation. Emotion is the purest form of communication.
Let's take a look at what you felt from this 6 year old child-spirit: sadness, loneliness, and grief. She's been a ghost for 80 some-odd years give or take. I honestly do not know if spirits experience the passage of time the way we do. To her it could still be 1930 something, BUT she would know that it has been a long time since she saw her family, or had anyone to play or talk with. She also probably doesn't understand why they don't come back for her. This would be the sad and lonely. The grief could be either for her missing family OR an echo of the grief they felt over loosing her. Not really sure on that.
You have a time frame and a location, perhaps with a bit of research you could discover her name, and the conditions around why she fell. Names are rather magical things when it comes to children and spirits. At least in my experience.
Not sure that this will make you feel any better, but sometimes it's just a one time experience. You could go back to the 109 and have nothing happen.
Date: 2017-01-06
I realize that you're new to our site, and just want to let you know that full stories are encouraged to be submitted and not placed in comments. Truly that is the best way to share your experience. Up at the very top of the page, you'll see a link labeled "Submit your story!" Click that, be sure to read the Submission Guidelines, then tell us all about your event.
Oh, Miracles... Too bad we didn't know each other as kids, because then I could have told you it just couldn't have been the boogeyman, because my grandma drowned him. Wink
Seriously, that is the one bonus of having heard this story since I can remember. The boogeyman never bothered any of us. Ghosts, vampires, scary clowns, even aliens, maybe, but not him. Oh yeah, and the alligator that lived under my bed, According to my oldest brother if I got up to roam around or play he'd eat my toes! Scared
Thank you for reading and commenting. Smile
When I was much older, and would have a chance to visit with my relations in Kentucky, this story would come up. Something that I always found a bit peculiar is no one ever said, "so your Grandma PRETENDED..." or so much as hinted that it was other than her drowning the boogeyman. It always felt as if they were delivering fact, but the way they'd say (those who were around at the time the incident took place) 'boogeyman' always seemed a bit like a euphemism. Considering other things the family told me, it wouldn't surprise me if you were right.
Hi, Fergie!
Believe me you aren't the only one who's wondered how much was theatrics and how much was 'real' on Grandma's behalf. Laugh
I didn't know my Grandmother very well, but from what I've been told, she was a very stern, strict, no-nonsense personage. So, the idea of her putting on a 'show' seems at odds with that. However, I'm sure many of us can attest that the way a parent is with their own child (ren) and with their grandchildren can be the difference in day and night. I can remember watching my Dad with the grandkids and actually thinking at times, "Who the heck is THIS guy, and what has he done with my Dad?" This Grandpa was FUN, and my Dad... Well you get the idea.
Tweed! Happy So glad it was nothing more serious than flashinteruptous! No need to apologize for 'hijacking' this thread, either. You were reaching out for help AND trying to warn at the same time, I can't think of a better reason. Smile
You might have a point there. Given to personal experiences, perhaps my Mother and her family were more receptive to the twins' claims.
Date: 2017-01-04
The only way it makes sense to me is if they measured from the top of the balcony rail, and not the balcony floor... Confused No idea why someone would measure that way though.
Thank you so much for your kind words. You make this old gal blush!

BGP - Grandma certainly was something else. Since she was a very strict and stern woman and held tightly to the 'proper way' for ladies to act, the idea of her brandishing a broom and RUNNING down the path is a rather comical picture in my mind.

Argette, thank you for having read and commented!
Miracles, hmmm... I can't say when the idea that salt could form a barrier against evil first came about, but it's pretty much a basic belief. I do know that salt has held an important position in religion and culture; Covenants in both the Old and New Testaments were often sealed with salt. In the Catholic Church, salt is or has been used in a variety of purifying rituals, and is the main ingredient of Holy Water. In the Buddhist tradition, salt repels evil spirits, and the Shinto religion uses salt to purify areas. Jewish Temple offerings included salt. That names just a few.
Anyway, could the twins have been feeding off each other's fears? Possibly. But, I can tell you that today, the surviving twin, at the age of 76, still swears the boogeyman would appear in their room.
Anyone else experiencing problems?
Tweed, since this is my story, don't worry about posting in the comments.
Try the suggestions I emailed you. Assuming you can read them.
Yes the 'contact thingy' goes to Martin. I'm sure he'll be looking into it shortly.
Tweed, It's Val. I think the problem is on your end, as everything seems fine on this side. I can click your name and see your stories.
Have you tried refreshing the site? Clearing your cache of cookies? Rebooting?