I used to live in a house in the NC piedmont that had strange things happen for at least the past fifty or sixty years. And even more, the entire area for about 10 square miles is the same way. People in my grandfather's generation knew things, but they weren't talking and I didn't know the right questions to ask. I think it is something to do with the location. I did some research and found that even the Indians did not live there, but just used it as a hunting ground.
There are roads where you just feel creeped out and anxious even in broad daylight. I used to go camping in an area by the Yadkin River where no one would ever go with me. They just looked at me like I was crazy. My family was from there, but I only moved there when I was in high school, so there was a lot I did not know that the locals knew. This area just exudes weirdness. At one time it was thriving community, and then about 100 years ago many people just suddenly moved a few miles south. Now it's third growth forest, with old foundations, buildings, and even graveyards overgrown in the dense underbrush. There was a Revoutionary War skirmish a few miles away, and an antebellum mansion where suicides and murders happened almost the entire time it was occupied.
There seem to be some sort of elementals that move around in this region. You can visit a particular spot for years and nothing will happen, then suddenly something happens. And some spots are always "hot".
The entity in the house did seem to bother some people more than others. We never could keep a roommate. I was never harmed, though my wits were casualties a few times! When a trailer was moved next door, it promptly added that to it's "domain".
I wish I had asked some of the old people some direct questions when I was younger.

I've had afew.
The latest one was afew months ago while I was in bed.

I was woken up by what I thought was road works. The road out side my house was being worked on and I had been woken up afew times before by drills and whatever else it is they use. So I roll over and face my window to try and get back to sleep and i realise its still dark outside. Im still pretty dazed because I just woke up, probably still half asleep. But after afew seconds I started thinking why would they be working in the dark?
Around this time I started to wake up and come to my senses abit more, I realised the sound wasnt so much tools, but it sounded more like a deep, booming voice. What it was saying? No idea. I roll back away from my window and face my door and I see a dark human shape standing in the corner. Really thin and with overally long arms is how i remember it. No features, just this shape.
The shock it gave me caused me to roll/jump right out of bed. I smacked pretty hard against the floor but I could still hear the noise and see the figure. If it was all some dream surely the fall would have snapped me out of it?
I just kinda lay on the floor next to my bed in shock till the figure and the noise eventually faded about a minuite later.

So, yeah, pretty weird stuff

My boyfriend's house is haunted by the ghost of a guinea pig... no joke! If you turn the lights off in his room there's a faint light where the pig's cage used to be, and you can hear it squeaking.
Last year, my friend and I were visiting a local graveyard late one night (stamp my Goth card, please) when we heard bells ringing, not church bells but little, tinkly bells. It wasn't a sweet sound, though - the hairs raised on the back of my neck. The sound started coming towards us, at which point we freaked out and pretty much ran the mile-and-a-half back home.

Also, a couple of months ago I was having difficulty sleeping (which I'm now on medication for) which resulted in some horrible hallucinations, including seeing my own corpse lying next to me in bed, and the worst, which was a deathly pale woman with long black hair leaning right over me, right in my face. She stared at me for fifteen minutes straight, during which I was too frightened to move, scream, or anything else. I can't put into words how horrifying her facial expression was... absolutely chilled my blood.
I assumed it was just another hallucination, but then one of my friends had me stay over at her house because she was too afraid to sleep alone - she'd seen the same black-haired woman standing in the corner of her room, staring at her, moving a little closer each night. And once she was eating dinner in the dining room when she looked up and saw the woman in the doorway. I hadn't told ANYone about the hallucination, so needless to say I was shocked and not a little frightened.
A week or so later, an acquaintance who I rarely speak to - and had certainly not mentioned any nightly visions to - told me on the phone that she was afraid because she'd seen a pale, black-haired woman standing and staring at her from the foot of her bed.
None of us have seen the woman since, but I'm sure we all had a few more sleepless nights when we realised we all seemed to have seen the same thing.

One night me and my bff were out partying and when we were driving home it was all foggy with a full moon. So she says, "Hey wouldn't it be totally creepy if we saw a werewolf. Or maybe a zombie! It's always foggy in zombie movies!"

As we're driving slowly down my street(due to the fog) this dirty, raggedy crackhead jumps out at the side of the car yelling. We both scream "ZOMBIE" and floor it, then laugh our asses off later at how stupid we were mistaking a crackhead for a zombie.

Let me guess, they had you on Zolpidem (or one of its other names)? That's been known to give patients all kinds of crazy hallucinations, they really should start warning people better about it when they give them a prescription for it. From what I hear they are rarely "nice" trips either.

Experiences with pet spirtis sort of make one question the oft held assertion that animals have no souls.
Sounds like the bells are not uncommon in some graveyard experiences. Another manifestation is a low murmuring sound, like listening to a group of people almost out of earshot.

It's not ghosts that I believe in per se, but spirits. I believe there are good spirits and bad...angels and demons. I believe both roam this realm, and can dwell anywhere they wish.

The last house I owned I believe had evil spirits. My time there was a battle. I never felt comfortable in the 8 years that I lived there. Sometimes I used to think that it was just me, because of my history there. However, I had friends a few times tend to my pets while I was out of town, and all reported the same thing...they they did not like being in that house alone...that something made them feel uneasy. My kids also said that kids would come up to them in school and tell them that they heard that the house was haunted. If it were just one or two people or only stories from within the neighborhood, I would have just shrugged it off as silliness. However, seeing as friends of mine who did not even know each other, and knew nothing about the history of the house reported to me an uneasiness while in the house, I have to wonder.

No, I wasn't actually on any meds at the time... my doctor said I was hallucinating due to 'stress' and put me on Amitryptaline, which has helped. I wish I COULD blame it on meds... XP

One of the most insightful things I've read said something to the effect that we need to remember that these entities are not human; and even if they once were human, it continued, they are not any longer and we cannot assume they have human emotions or motives to them.

This made me remember a story i watched on t.v about actual hauntings. i tried to find a link to the story, but alas, i could not find it.

anway, the story is that a little girl (maybe about six), is in traveling with her family. They did not get fair from their estate when they met with tragedy and everyone was killed. It is said that the spirit of the little girl somehow found her way back to her house and is forever awaiting her parents return. Everyday the family that lives ther can see heron the stairs, crying and calling out for her parents and after a while she will go up the stairs and lay down on the bed leaving an indentation in the sheets. I think the decied no to help lead the child into the light for whatever sick reason they had. it is a rather sad story- but i was between ten-fourteen when i watched this...

It is stories like this that make me wonder if, eve though the bodies are gone, that their soul is just as it was in life. Personally, i am not sure if it is emotion (though i think they my be capable), or just the the overall character of the person they use to be that shows through in intelligent hauntings.

Death was supposed to be the door to a higher state of existence. In death you get all the answers. How come that "girl" doesn't know by now that her parents are dead. I'm on the verge of saying something really offensive about that ghosts intelligence.

Negative 'entities' feed off of fear.
The more fear a person generates the stronger they become in general. If they know you fear them it leaves a person open to attack. They use your energy against you. If this sort of thing was to happen to you fairly often you would end up being able to deal with it. I've had quite a few 'odd' experiences, from being poked by people who 'aren't there' to hearing people speaking to me, again who 'aren't there.'

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Wow, it have not visited this thread for a while, my apologizes.

Anyway, I give credit to the child because she is so young, she just may not understand, or it could just be residule haunting, you never know.

Now one story i seen perks my interest (though it could be utter crap and completely made up as i seen it on a documentary show on iscoery Channel called A Haunting).

So there is this bar, and some time ago this women's father (i think) owned he bar. She was seeing a man (dating or something, I believe...it has been a while since I seen this one) and the father either killed him or had him killed. the women was heartbroken...and pissed. So she poisons her father. Then she writes a journal and i think hides it in the flooboards of the building and then takes her own life.
It goes onto say that a clairvoyant person went there are alligations of haunting, and actually talked to the spirit. The spirit 'apparently' told the person that she knew she was dead, but refused to pass on for fear of what awaited her there and just wanted to be left alone. Anyway the journal was later foundwith her confession of what she had done and vowig her ghost her forever hauntthe bar.

But as I said before, this whole story could be utter bull.