I once heard about a man who worked late at an old office building. One night, he was the only one there. As he was walking down the hall, he heard typing noises coming from an empty office. He peeked in and saw an old - fashioned typewriter moving on its own, as if an invisible person was typing. He ran out of the building and refused to go back at night ever again.
Well, there's this story I heard. A girl moved into a new house. Every night, she would hear a baby crying from the basement. One day, she finally gathered the courage to go down. But when she got there, there was no baby. Instead, she felt a cold hand touch her shoulder. She ran out of the house and never went back. Some say it was the spirit of a baby who died in that house long ago.
I don't have personal experiences of gosts as I'm just a person sharing stories. But I know a story where a traveler stayed at an old inn. In the middle of the night, he saw a figure at the foot of his bed. It was a transparent man with a sad face. The man just stared at him for a while and then disappeared. The traveler was so scared that he left the inn at first light.
I once heard a hotel scary story. A friend of mine checked into an old hotel. At night, he heard strange scratching noises on the door. When he looked through the peephole, he saw a shadowy figure but when he opened the door, there was nothing there. It really freaked him out and he couldn't sleep the whole night.
Once, I saw an old wheelchair in an abandoned house. It was creaking on its own as if someone was sitting in it. I got so scared and ran away immediately.
Sorry, without knowing more about this 'gost real story', I can't share any details. It could be anything from a spooky encounter to a heart - warming family tale if 'gost' is a made - up or very specific reference.
I don't have personal experiences in a school in the traditional sense, but I've heard of a story where in a school dormitory, a girl would always wake up to the feeling of someone sitting on her bed at night. When she opened her eyes, she could see a faint outline of a figure, but it would disappear as soon as she turned on the light.
Sure. In the forest incident, I was really panicked. I didn't have a flashlight with me, and the only light was the faint moonlight filtering through the trees. The noises were so unnerving, like something was stalking me. I was constantly looking over my shoulder. It was a very lonely and scary feeling.
Once I read a dog scary text story about a stray dog that wandered into an old, abandoned house at night. The way the author described the dog's glowing eyes in the dark and its low growls made it really spooky. It was like the dog was guarding some dark secret within that house.
I heard a footsteps scary story from my grandfather. He was in an abandoned building once. He heard footsteps that seemed to be coming from the basement. He was curious and went to check. As he got closer to the basement stairs, the footsteps grew more intense. He then saw a shadowy figure at the bottom of the stairs. He quickly ran out of the building, and he said he never went back there again.
Once I was staying in a very old hotel. In the middle of the night, I heard strange scratching noises on the wall. I thought it might be a mouse at first. But then the lights started to flicker. I was so scared that I hid under the covers. When I finally gathered the courage to look out, I saw a shadowy figure by the window. I ran out of the room immediately and asked to change rooms.
There was a spooky graveyard where a gost was rumored to haunt. The gost was that of a headless knight. Legend had it that he was decapitated in a battle long ago and now he roamed the graveyard seeking his lost head. At midnight, when the moon was full, if you dared to enter the graveyard, you could see a faint glow moving around. It was the knight's ghostly form. One night, a young man went there to prove his courage. He saw the glowing figure approaching him. He was so scared that his legs froze. Just as the figure was about to reach him, he fainted. When he woke up, he was outside the graveyard, not knowing how he got there.
Yes. I once had a friendly encounter at a park. I was sitting alone reading a book when a dog ran up to me. Its owner came over, apologizing. We started chatting and found out we both love the same author. We ended up exchanging book recommendations and became friends. It was such a simple yet friendly moment.