I'm YukiHime, and I am new to this site, this is my first story about one of my ghost experiences and it happened a few weeks ago.
So, right now I am in Newfoundland and visiting my Grandparents. I'm originally from Calgary, Alberta; in Calgary is where my ghost experience happened.
So, one night I was up in my room, and it was exactly 3:00 am and I was drawing. I had my window open because it was summer, and it was hot and stuffy as well. It was dark outside, but street lamps were on and everything. It was really quiet, and my parents were sleeping, and I like to listen to the sounds outside, it just calms me.
As I drew, I kept hearing faint, high pitched noises outside in the distance. I thought nothing of it at first, and continued to move my pencil on my paper. Gradually, the high pitched noises got louder and louder, and I realized it was a woman screaming her throat out like no tomorrow. I got a little worried, afraid she might be in trouble or something. So I quietly snuck into my parent's room, and looked out their window, and saw this woman running out of the green space screaming really loudly.
The woman had on a skirt and a nice blouse, but I could see dark stains on her clothes too, and I still don't know what it was.
She continued to run out of the green space, still screaming, and she ran down the street to my house.
All I could think was, 'Holy Crap!', and I couldn't see her anymore because other houses blocked my view. I snuck back to my room and looked out my window. I still saw her running down the street in the direction of my house, but the closer she got, the more faded she got, but her screaming was still as loud as ever. It was to the point where I couldn't see her anymore either and she disappeared right in front of my house, but the screaming was still right and loud, and it was so loud, I thought it would wake my parents up! I got nervous, but mostly scared, wondering how the woman disappeared. The screaming still continued to sound in front of my house loudly. I got too scared, and couldn't look out the window anymore, and darted to the light switch and turned it off quickly. Maybe the woman was screaming at me because my light was on and she could see me in my window. I don't know... But I got dressed in my bed clothes in darkness, cleaned up the drawing stuff from my bed, and dove under the covers, desperately hoping the screaming would cease.
About five or ten minutes later, it did stop, but I was too freaked out to sleep so I just lay under my bed sheets, and I never got any sleep at all, I lay in bed until nine o' clock in the morning before I got up.
It apparently didn't wake my parents, so I kept it myself. I told my friend who lives across the street from me, and she said the same thing happened to her one night at exactly 3:00 am like me.
Until I left for Newfoundland, I always went to bed at 1:00 am, and always left my light off, hoping to never hear the horrid screaming again. I also had my window closed too, and it never happened again.
Well that's one of my ghost experiences, I do have others I will write about, but this one I wrote about now was my scariest.
Thxs for reading.