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2013-02-01
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Illinois
 
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

Old Man Of The Cave on 2017-06-12

On a story of mine, Melda asked if my brothers were also sensitive to the paranormal. I allowed that my older brother, Kevin, had experienced a few events and that I might share them at some point. Kevin led a nomadic lifestyle. It wasn't that he was lazy, or couldn't hold down a job, the boy had a...

A Parting Gift on 2017-05-29

My parents had the habit of moving every few years. Us kids were never privy as to why, for us it was just a fact of life. As a result we were rather use to being the 'new' kids, and in the interim of making friends, despite the difference in ages we were friends. Depending on where my parents had d...

The Last Duet on 2017-03-17

I guess the thing you need to know for this particular event to make sense, is in that long ago when the doctors gave my mother three months to live, two things happened simultaneously; she made up her mind to make them out to be 'liars', and she became very obsessed with 'her songs'. Referring to t...

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
Melda, and L_Melb, thanks for the upgrades! 😃
I need more characters...🤣 👻
Geeze, according to the date on the article, 10/21/2016 that guy passed only 9 months ago. Apparently he was 'living with friends', which would explain his belongings being there. Makes me wonder if perhaps the previous owners felt they were being haunted and jumped ship...we'll never know for sure, of course. It's just as possible the house was already on the market, when the tragedy struck.
Actually, finding items that belonged to previous tenants/owners left behind is extremely common. Especially in homes with attics and basements. You wouldn't believe some of the things I've discovered between my own personal moves, and when I use to do cleanings. Sometimes it boggles the mind! But, I think your being 'spooked' by them may have been more related to the knowledge they were there because of a death. Although I will not say there haven't been times when 'found' items had adverse effects on me.
I did a cursory search and came up with his obit: http://obituaries.durangoherald.com/obituaries/durangoherald/obituary.aspx?pid=182227038
He had family, even a cat 'Auggy'. His mom and step-dad are still around. You could try contacting them and asking if they'd like the clothes (I would not mention the needles). I know when my son died, anything of his became priceless to me.
FallenAngel,
What is that old saying? 'The devil is in the details.' You could easily donate his clothes to some charity, recycle the bottles, and you could turn those needles into the local cops. Seriously, all you need to say is you found them. If that freaks you out, give them to your parents and let them take care of it. You don't need to say more than you found them in the attic. The bottom line is to dispose of them safely.
L_Melb, that's what confuses me. The o/p says 'researched' but makes no mention of where she found this bit of information. Most documentation, that I can think of, would not mention the owners 'rushing out' without listing a reason also.
The vision included not only the paramedics but "They repeated over and over, 'stay with me'." This leads me to believe he was not yet dead, and since the owners left AFTER he died, I'm curious as to why.
I agree, there are other gaps in the telling as well, but I just chalked those up to writing abilities. (I often think about how my son could relate the most wonderfully detailed stories to me, but when he wrote them down it was like "See Spot run. Run, Spot,run!") Go figure.
I'm a little confused. You said during a search into the house's history, you found " that the previous owners rushed out after the death of an overdosed man died at one of their parties, and the man the died happened to be the spirit I came in contact with." But then you discovered items that belonged to the man in your attic.
Why would his items be stored there? This makes me think that he would have been more to the owners then just a guest.
You said the owners 'rushed out' after his death, which sounds to me like they abandoned the house. Was that the night he died or some time after? Surely, you must have found a date that this happened as well as who the victim was (relationship), that may shed some light on his items being there.
Depending on how long ago he passed, you may be able to find some relatives that would like his items. If you could give us at least the year he passed, we could give you better suggestions as to what to do with them. "Items" is such a vague term, it's really hard to say, and it doesn't sound as if they are haunted.
I have a theory, but I'll wait for Johnny to answer Biblio first.
Date: 2017-07-16
Just a gentle reminder:
As far back as I became a member, those stories that were marked 'will not participate' seemed to have gifted their comment space for what ever comments came their way. Be it topic based or not, as long as it remains polite. UNLESS of course the OP decides to join in, then comments focus on the story.
However, I do want to give voice to something everyone seems to over look as to why a person might intentionally click the "will read, but won't participate" option. Maybe, just maybe for some, although they want to share, they simply do not want to question whether they had a paranormal experience. They do not want to examine it and maybe need to consider it wasn't paranormal at all. Participating in the discussion could cause them to reconsider, and they just don't want that.

Does anyone else think the next story will have the topic of creepy dolls?
Date: 2017-07-16
I feel the same way, lady-glow. 3 stories and 0 posts, makes me feel... The same as when they say they'll participate then don't. Like they're just honing their writing skills and seeing how far they can go. Except these are utterly way too tame, and frankly rather boring as compared to the 'attention seekers' we get. Not even throw a toothbrush worthy. 🙄
Maybe she just doesn't have anything TO say about her experiences other than 'this happened'?
Date: 2017-07-14
Okay, let's assume there's a logical explanation for the mirror ending up on the floor. Slippage, the dark art of gravity what have you. How did it not disturb the items directly in its path? What piece of logic can be used there? If it slipped, from a bump or vibration, then the items would be swept off. If it toppled due to natural forces, they'd have been smashed/thrown off. UNLESS the mirror slid sideways, missing the items? To know, we need to know where did it land on the floor. Off to the side, directly in front?
Date: 2017-07-09
Spookie,
Please submit the conclusion to this story of yours. Be sure you title it 'Amelia part 2'. I must say, your command of the English language has vastly improved over your previous submissions.It's almost as if someone else wrote this you've improved so much.
Have you checked with your family to see if someone else bought the candles without you knowing?
Date: 2017-07-08
Melda,
Well now - if everyone knew everything this old world would be incredibly boring, wouldn't it? Besides, knowledge not shared means nothing, and unasked questions leave us no smarter. 😉
Date: 2017-07-08
purplegoddess,
Well, that blew my theory to heck, didn't it? 😛 I don't think Tylenol would cause any hallucinations either...🙄
Nursing uniforms and the white caps began giving way to scrubs in the mid-70s, so that still fits. But the procession you saw? I've got nothing.
Date: 2017-07-07
Melda,

I'll take the liberty of explaining links to you, if Granny doesn't mind.
Up at the top of the page, you wish to link to you'll see an address bar. (www.yourghoststories.com/withabunchofotherstuff) will be inside it. Right click at the end of the url (address) and select 'copy'. Go to your post, right click 'paste'. Voila! You have posted a link.
Date: 2017-07-07
Purplegoddess,
Interesting account. Do you know anything about the hospital's history? Like when it was built or what may have been there prior to having been built? Would I be correct in assuming that it was built prior to the 1940s?
I suppose that the funeral procession you saw may have been a very real dream/hallucination brought on by fatigue and the pain meds. (Once on demurral and morphine I had some dillies!) I only say this because you were on the 7th floor. However, I do wonder if perhaps you saw a bit of a history lesson. It wasn't all that long ago even hospitals were segregated. Some hospitals were segregated within the same building, including the service elevators. I can't help but to wonder if perhaps at come point in time that was your bathroom's original purpose. (A bit of a stretch there, but who knows?) Or if old enough, the back way down to the morgue (hidden hallway). I do believe that you believe what you saw though.
As for the nurse, you wouldn't be the first to see a spectral nurse, nor will you be the last. Her smile may have been meant to be comforting. Healthcare seems to run in families, so maybe you saw the grandmother of your night nurse!
meganpixiejan,
First off, I echo Myst's sentiment, there is no way for you to know if no one in America has met the angel of death or not. Never mind the fact that this particular account does NOT take place in America, but in ALBANIA. Whole different country.
Date: 2017-06-27
Para-Hunter-Anne33,
Although, I agree with most of what you said about Tarot cards, I would say that to allow someone else to handle your cards is personal choice. Many do share your belief that if someone else handles your cards, their energy will be absorbed by the deck and mess up the accuracy of future readings. That's certainly a possibility, but there are so many ways to clear and cleanse your deck of negative energies (this also holds true for regular playing cards) that it shouldn't be a huge concern. But like I said personal choice.
Date: 2017-06-24
Sorry for the delay, guys. Been dealing with some of the more mundane aspects of life.
BeautInside, thanks so much for reading.

Tweed, ya I have to agree with you there. Sometimes I think our surname should have been Bizarre!😜
If I had to pick one word to describe Kev it would be hippy. Very laid back and mellow guy. He called himself a pagan. Played a bamboo flute and the Pan pipes. Without worldly distractions, I imagine he could have easily slipped into a 'zone', like you suggest.

Sara, thanks for reading. Caves are totally cool. Of course caves like this one shouldn't be confused with caverns. Some of those can be truly spectacular. I've been to some famous ones like the Mammoth Caves, Mark Twain Caves (use to be called McDowell's Cave) and the Ohio Caverns. Came out blinking in the sunlight and in awe!
Date: 2017-06-21
Lollipopspace,
#1 new email? You don't need to make a new account. Simply go to Account (upper right hand corner), click 'edit account" and change the email. Easy peasy.
#2 Biblio was speaking of the film you claimed to have already recorded of the "dark shadow figure hanging from the ceiling." Upload that footage to YouTube and then paste the url for it here in comments. Again, easy peasy. If you and your friends don't know how, try Googling it.
#3 Apparently, no one else in the entire lunch area heard Amelia scream, and there are no adults in the school? You make no mention of any adult response to your drama, or of any student reaction either. Since this happened during school hours, I find that very unlikely, unless you can provide a reasonable explanation.
Date: 2017-06-20
So glad you enjoyed it, Biblio. You're impression could possibly be spot on, who can tell for sure? However it does make sense.
Date: 2017-06-20
Spiritwaiting and elt, thanks for reading and commenting.
I guess if you have a wandering foot, you best have a sense of adventure too.