There's a ghost in my house .....

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I have never believed in ghosts, however some background – I live in an old woollen mill that has been converted into 35 apartments and have been here 10 years. There is evidence in the local churchyard of mill workers who died at work and it was attacked by the Luddites. The My DD and GD used to live in another apartment and one morning all 4 taps in the bathroom were on full (GD was in a cot and not capable of getting out), there was no explanation, the taps were fully working and turned off as normal. When GD was nearly 3 she woke my DD one night with her crying, when DD went to her she said “I don't like Tom, tell him to go away”. DD said “Tom, GD doesn't want you here please go”. Nothing happened again.

Other residents have moved out because unexplainable things have happened.

Last night before I went to bed I took my glasses off and left them on top of a cabinet in the lounge as I do every night, I also plugged my phone into the charger again I do this every night.

This morning when I got up and came into the lounge I picked up my glasses, one of the lenses had fallen out and the screw that holds the lens in was on the floor. When I picked up my phone it hadn't charged and the connector that goes into the phone was bent at 90 degrees. There is only DH and I here and I was last to bed and first up.

Has a ghost decided to come and live here?

Finding all your stories so fascinating not sure I should of been reading them in the early hours of this morning though!. Gotta say you all seem pretty brave if it happened to me pretty sure I’d sh*t myself😱 ha!.

My mother was very much against the notion of such things as ghosts or anything remotely supernatural, until she had an experience while tending to an old lady in her home, many years ago now. It was a large, very old, palatial house, and the lady had a large bedroom arrangement with an ensuite, dressing room area etc. One night, the taps in her bathroom kept turning on, full blast, sink, bidet, bath..everything. And the dogs were going bananas. The lights started flashing on and off in the dressing room area, and one of the dogs was furiously barking at 'something' in the dressing area. Scared her witless and she really seemed unsure after that!

Ghost dog sounds great - no poo to pick up!

I used to live next to a graveyard and when there was a new grave, the ghosts, (always at night when I was in bed) would let themselves in through our locked front door and try to use the phone!

Spent my childhood listening to ghosts wondering why they couldn't get through to their loved ones on our phone!

I was told I had a vivid imagination when I tried to tell my family and friends what I was hearing.

@Momoftwoscallywags awww was it the new ghosts who had just passed? That's sad and sweet at the same time

I'm 'haunted' by my family members. My DB who died when he was 18 and my granddad.

On my birthday last year, my 'Sister' cards kept coming off the wall - only the two with sister on. I mentioned it to my DM, and she asked if Dsis or Dbro had wrote DB's name in the cards. Nope, neither of them had. Maybe coincidence, maybe not.

I also keep smelling fresh cigarette smoke and old spice aftershave in the house. None of us smoke or use old spice, but my granddad used to. The same day I noticed that in my house, my DM rang to tell me that the small dolphin out of her purse that my granddad had pinned in his wallet had suddenly appeared on the kitchen floor. It's been missing for about a year!!

Sometimes I find them a comfort, but my DB is still irritating in the afterlife - he's a mischievous one haha.

I’ve had a lifetime of the feckers. I grew up in a 500 year old farmhouse, and ghostly goings on were just part of life. Perhaps the most dramatic thing that happened was when I was 13 and lying on my bed in my room reading. I had one of those 90s MDF desks/shelving units, which had a desk with shelves up the side and over the top of the desk. It was massive and heavy, and rawl plugged into the wall. It had all my books, folders, ornaments and nick nacks on it. So I’m lying there, reading away, when all of a sudden CRASH! I looked over and literally everything that had been on the desk and shelves was now on the floor. I flew out of my room and down the stairs to tell my parents, who just made a joke about how They were surprised I’d noticed as my room was such a tip.

Years later, I was living with my dd who was 2, and a friend, in what had until very recently been a nursing home. It was a bit creepy thinking about the number of people who had died there. My friend moved in a couple of weeks before me, and she told me when I moved in that when she had been lying in bed alone in the house she could clearly hear the sound of a dog’s claws clacking along the long hallway which ran through the house. She had a dog, but it was always in bed with her when she heard it. Nothing like that happened whilst we were both living there, but after a few months my friend had a bad accident and had to move out. The whole atmosphere in the house changed when I was there alone (ok, not alone as my small dd was there but she would go to bed early). I started hanging out in my bedroom in the evenings as it was closer to dd (our rooms had adjoining doors), and it felt a bit cosier than the rest of the house.

Within a few days of me being there alone, creepy stuff started happening. In dd’s room there were all sorts of toddler toys with batteries, most of which played lullaby music of some kind. Every night, as soon as I turned my lights off and the house was in darkness, one of the electronic toys would start playing a lullaby to me. I’d be too scared to move so I’d just wait for it to be over (sometimes would be a long time!). Then the next day I’d find whichever toy it was and take the batteries out. And then that night, another bloody toy would pipe up. It got to the point where literally none of dd’s toys had batteries in, and then thankfully the nights were quiet. Moved out shortly after that!

We caught orbs on camera. We have taken thousands of pictures with the same device in the same conditions, since, but never caught them in the same place. Haven't got that many pictures either of the orbs.

I've posted other stories before, but thus is a new one. I've never really believed in orbs, but this Christmas just gone, my DF was taking pics of DS opening his Christmas presents using his camera that he's used loads of times before without any strange phenomena happening.

We look back through the pictures later and see the orbs. DF is a cynic and wants t delete the pics immediately as they're "no good". I stopped him and looked a bit closer.

DS was opening the Christmas present from my Uncle, who had died very suddenly only a few weeks previously just after sending out all Christmas cards and presents. DS has an absent father and my uncle was an absent father to his own son, so had spent the past few years regretting his actions when he saw what DS had gone through. He had formed a close bond with DS (not easy as DS has ASD and only bonds with a select few).

I like to think my Uncle is looking out for DS in the same way my (deceased for nearly 30 years) Nan has always looked out for me.

Yes @Panda81 it was always ghosts from new graves.

I always thought is was sweet too, as I was never scared when they came because all they wanted to do was to speak to their loved ones.

As a child trying to rationalise what was she was hearing, whether it was in her imagination or not! I formed a theory that the ghosts had to "realise" that they couldn't interact with the "living" before they went to wherever they go to.

Loads of explanations online of “orbs”.

I lived in a very old house at uni and many inexplicable things happened. We all eventually realised that we had all been experiencing similar things. We didn't publicise it, but overnight guests often experienced things too.
Baking smells, (a root through local records then revealed it had been a bakery in the 17th century), footsteps running up and down the stairs, door latches and light fittings moving, doors opening by themselves and strange draughts and a funny feeling. I wouldn't go upstairs to my room when I was in the house alone. I even called the police (foolishly) one night when I was alone and was convinced someone had got into the house. Very odd house.

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The curtains in our recovery bay often open and close on their own in one particular bay. Not just slowly sliding because of gravity, but a full on 'swish', including around the corner bit.

I have one that only happened the other day.I called up to my son to tell him dinner was done.He answered and said he be down.So a few minutes later no sign,call again.He comes down and asks why i didnt call him.I said i did and you even answered.

“I have one that only happened the other day.I called up to my son to tell him dinner was done.He answered and said he be down.So a few minutes later no sign,call again.He comes down and asks why i didnt call him.I said i did and you even answered.”

For clarity, are you saying this was a supernatural incident?

Ah i dont know but i did have another supernatural incident with the same child.

About 10 years ago,i had my 3rd baby.And i was feeding him upstairs with the door open.I was in the back bedroom,so was facing out on to the landing.Son comes out of the loo,looks at me and goes in to his room.Grand.

Expect literally 2 seconds later the same son comes up the stairs and in to his room.He didnt leave his bedroom to go downstairs.That really freaked me out.I put baby down and went in and he was in the room alone.That always stayed with me.

When I was 16 I spent a month in a hospital with encephalitis. The whole building dates back to the mid 18th century and it used to be a military hospital back then. The main building was gone and replaced by a modern structure but they kept the old pavilions distributed all around a park.
I am very rational person and don't believe in ghosts but that place gave me the creeps. There was banging that started every night at around 11ish. It sounded like someone was walking around the basement, banging against the pipes with a metal rod. It wasn't in place only, it sounded like a person was walking around the place, leaving and returning. I mentioned that to the nurses and was told that apparently it was old plumbing causing the noise but the eerie thing was the way it sounded, normally the plumbing would be more constant and static so I really don't know.
Also, the nurses told me that they would never go down to the basement on their own, always in pairs. There was a case when a nurse went down to fetch something on her own and suddenly something/someone stepped out of a corner and started choking her. She didn't see whoever was choking her as it was from behind and she didn't feel any physical presence behind her, only the pressure on her throat.
I really felt uncomfortable there, even though I never saw anything paranormal, just a very weird feeling of bad things that were happening there. We had few cases while I was there when someone died but those deaths never increased or decreased the eeriness of the place.

brats that's freaky. It takes some doing to swish open those curtains

It seems a lot of these ghosts are in hospitals, or at least where someone has passed away, so there must be a connection?

Interesting stories, keep them coming.

Place marking for later.

I have another one,in fact i have loads.

Anyway my son was about 18 months at the time,and we slept downstairs on a sofa bed.Any way my dp woke up and seen our son behind us.He was on teh sofa bed.
He thought nothing of it,he thought i brought him downstairs.

Anyway he goes to grab him to put him back in to bed.And he shirks away,goes to grab him again and he just fades in front of his eyes.

He wakes me up,hes shaking and tells me what hes seen,so i go check the baby and hes asleep in his cot.He was so shaken up,he told me it was like he wasnt have supposed to have seen what he did.Thats the only way have could describe it.Like whatever it was was studying us.But my partner woke up and caught it.I treally freaked him out.

About 6 years ago my DD and I joined an organised Ghost Hunt at Wordsworth House. It was fascinating and not scary as I'd thought it would be. There was a lot of activity - orbs, cold spots, weird knocking etc. We went as we'd always been fascinated by ghost stories but not sure if we believed. We did table tipping and the Ouija board. We apparently made contact with the spirit of a servant boy who had been badly bullied by one of William Wordsworth's brothers and the spirit of a child looking for his mother which made us all feel really sad.

Organised Ghost Hunt finds ghosts. Who'd a thunk it?

I often feel someone sitting down on the end of my bed, I've had my name whispered whilst nobody is home and I saw the curtains whip open and close really fast to the point I couldn't believe my eyes and was just frozen to the spot! It's really interesting and I dont feel scared. My eldest DD once made me LOL that she couldn't sleep as someone kept whispering to her, when I asked what it said she replied, 'sauce'

I have a couple.
Used to walk the dogs over fields and there was a bridle path at the top. On more than one occasion when it was really early (5am) and still dark / bit foggy I heard a horse coming down the path. Couldn't really see anything but it's so quiet at that time in the morning, I could hear the horse.
Got hold of the dogs and stood to one side like I always did. The horse sound got closer walked right past me and carried on their way. Only thing was - there was no horse. I could hear it and the dogs looked as it was going past but there was nothing physical there to see.

Another one is when DS1 went in to his own room for the first time - I heard footsteps upstairs walk from what sounded like our bedroom and in to DS1s room. I shot up the stairs as I thought someone was in the house (DH was out) but nothing there. Happened every evening at least twice a night for a month.
Thought it was just me until talking to DH when he asked if I'd heard the footsteps too.
Never really thought any more about it until 4 years later we had DS2 and from the first night he slept in his own room it happened again for about a month.

I like to think it was the lady who had lived there previously - who had died in the house - and was checking they were OK - she was a lovely lady.
She used to sit in the conservatory and have a cigarette apparently and every now and again I get a waft of fresh cigarette smoke when I'm in there.

Sure there must be some perfectly reasonable explanation for it, but if it is the ghost of the previous owner it's a nice ghost to have.

And who was it that said the electric light put paid to ghosts?!

When I was a child, the man who came to tune the piano mentioned that he'd been talking to our gardener. We didn't have a gardener.