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walked through the wall.
I have seen him several times since then, all in the same pipe chase.
Woman in Black
Houston, Texas
My boyfriend and I were at my house, talking in my bedroom. Only my grandfather was home with us at the time, and he was asleep in his room. My boyfriend and I got hungry and decided to go to the kitchen for a snack... this was between 8:00 and 10:00 pm (I don't remember the date) in the autumn.
As we were walking from my room toward the kitchen (you have to pass the living room and have a very clear view of the entry way and front door), I stopped and he ran into me from behind. As he caught my stare toward the front door, he looked up in the same direction. Without a word we looked at each other and went back into my room.
I got two pieces of paper and two pens... the only thing I said was, "draw what you just saw." In about five minutes we handed each other the other's drawing. Both were exactly the same: the figure of a woman in late Victorian dress (about 1900-1910), with her hair up in a bun and a long black dress.
After seeing each other's picture, we agreed that the woman was more like a shadow... she was colorless (the same color as a shadow on the ground), but we both somehow 'knew' the dress was black in color and we could see the dress in great detail.
The 'ghost' woman stood in her place for a moment before proceeding to 'walk' straight through the closed front door. As I said, neither of us said one word about what we saw to the other until the drawings were finished, to be sure one or the other wasn't hallucinating. (I got this tip out of a 'how to catch a ghost' book when I was like 7, and thought this the best time to apply it.)
After we had discussed it (this took only about 10 minutes, for neither of us felt scared), we decided to walk back as if we were going to the kitchen to see if we had been the victims of an optical illusion or a trick of the light. Neither of us saw the figure again.
About an hour later, as we were saying goodnight on the porch, we saw about five medium-sized orbs (way too big to be fireflies and we live way out in the country so city lights are non applicable). The orbs were about 6 inches in diameter, at least, and they hovered all around us, swishing soundlessly before disappearing.
Marion
Houston, Texas
When I was about twelve, I was sure my room was haunted. I did a lot of research on this thing and discovered it was a Marion, a ghost that haunts women as they sleep. One thing about a Marion is that if you try to leave it behind it will follow you. I went to my uncle's house and I guess the Marion thought I was leaving it, so it followed me and I know because I was taking a nap on my uncle's couch while they were in the bedroom about twenty feet away from me.
When I woke up, I heard a voice in my head that kept saying, "Don't move. Don't get up."
So I stayed for a while, then I felt a pressure on each of my arms.
I looked down and saw circular impressions in each arm, like something was holding me down by my arms. I kicked, but nothing happened and I couldn't move my arms. So I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I don't remember what happened next, but I either fell or was pushed off the couch, where I could finally move. But there was a red mark on each arm, a cut on my leg, my shirt ripped, and a long purple line that went all the way across my neck until it ended in an x on the side of my neck.
I went to see why my uncle or aunt didn't come help me when I screamed. They told me they never heard a thing. I demanded to be taken home immediately. On the whole ride home that same voice inside my head told me, "Don't look out the window, stay perfectly still, don't move, don't talk."
I never left my house until I was nineteen.
Running to Nowhere
San Antonio, Texas
I was spending several weeks at my Grandparents' new house in the city. I was 14. The house was nice, though I got random chills and feelings of
I have seen him several times since then, all in the same pipe chase.
Woman in Black
Houston, Texas
My boyfriend and I were at my house, talking in my bedroom. Only my grandfather was home with us at the time, and he was asleep in his room. My boyfriend and I got hungry and decided to go to the kitchen for a snack... this was between 8:00 and 10:00 pm (I don't remember the date) in the autumn.
As we were walking from my room toward the kitchen (you have to pass the living room and have a very clear view of the entry way and front door), I stopped and he ran into me from behind. As he caught my stare toward the front door, he looked up in the same direction. Without a word we looked at each other and went back into my room.
I got two pieces of paper and two pens... the only thing I said was, "draw what you just saw." In about five minutes we handed each other the other's drawing. Both were exactly the same: the figure of a woman in late Victorian dress (about 1900-1910), with her hair up in a bun and a long black dress.
After seeing each other's picture, we agreed that the woman was more like a shadow... she was colorless (the same color as a shadow on the ground), but we both somehow 'knew' the dress was black in color and we could see the dress in great detail.
The 'ghost' woman stood in her place for a moment before proceeding to 'walk' straight through the closed front door. As I said, neither of us said one word about what we saw to the other until the drawings were finished, to be sure one or the other wasn't hallucinating. (I got this tip out of a 'how to catch a ghost' book when I was like 7, and thought this the best time to apply it.)
After we had discussed it (this took only about 10 minutes, for neither of us felt scared), we decided to walk back as if we were going to the kitchen to see if we had been the victims of an optical illusion or a trick of the light. Neither of us saw the figure again.
About an hour later, as we were saying goodnight on the porch, we saw about five medium-sized orbs (way too big to be fireflies and we live way out in the country so city lights are non applicable). The orbs were about 6 inches in diameter, at least, and they hovered all around us, swishing soundlessly before disappearing.
Marion
Houston, Texas
When I was about twelve, I was sure my room was haunted. I did a lot of research on this thing and discovered it was a Marion, a ghost that haunts women as they sleep. One thing about a Marion is that if you try to leave it behind it will follow you. I went to my uncle's house and I guess the Marion thought I was leaving it, so it followed me and I know because I was taking a nap on my uncle's couch while they were in the bedroom about twenty feet away from me.
When I woke up, I heard a voice in my head that kept saying, "Don't move. Don't get up."
So I stayed for a while, then I felt a pressure on each of my arms.
I looked down and saw circular impressions in each arm, like something was holding me down by my arms. I kicked, but nothing happened and I couldn't move my arms. So I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I don't remember what happened next, but I either fell or was pushed off the couch, where I could finally move. But there was a red mark on each arm, a cut on my leg, my shirt ripped, and a long purple line that went all the way across my neck until it ended in an x on the side of my neck.
I went to see why my uncle or aunt didn't come help me when I screamed. They told me they never heard a thing. I demanded to be taken home immediately. On the whole ride home that same voice inside my head told me, "Don't look out the window, stay perfectly still, don't move, don't talk."
I never left my house until I was nineteen.
Running to Nowhere
San Antonio, Texas
I was spending several weeks at my Grandparents' new house in the city. I was 14. The house was nice, though I got random chills and feelings of
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