Volume 3: Ghost Stories from Texas (Joe Kwon's True Ghost Stories from Around the World) by Unknown
Authors: Unknown
Tags: Mysteries & Thrillers
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go and mess around there.
My mom's aunt would tell them to stop messing around, and that they should never take things that were left on the graves.
One of my mom's cousins was at the cemetery one day and had seen some marbles that someone had left on a child's grave, so he took them.
After he came home, he was playing with them for a while and when it was time for bed he left the marbles out in the living room and went to sleep. He was barely drifting off to sleep when he heard the sound of marbles rolling across the floor. He thought maybe it was one his brothers playing with them. He left his room and saw the marbles where he had left them but no one was there. He was getting kind of scared so he put them away and went back to his room to try and get back to sleep, but he heard the noise again. This time he went to his older brother's room to tell him what was happening but his brother was already awake, listening to the marbles rolling on the floor.
When the younger brother told him where he had gotten the marbles from, his brother got angry. While the brothers were talking they could still hear the marbles rolling around. So the older brother went to the living room, grabbed the marbles, went outside and threw them. After that the boys never went back to the cemetery and they never told their mom what happened.
Showering Alone?
Lewisville, Texas
One afternoon many years ago when I was around 13 or 14 years old, I had been out playing with some friends on the next street. My parents had made plans for a family dinner. They were going to come home from work and pick up my older brother and me, and we were going to go out to eat.
I had told my friends that I needed to go shower and get ready for dinner with my family (since going out to eat didn't happen often). I came home, said hi to my brother who was watching TV in the living room, and continued on into the bathroom at the end of the hall. I had just finished undressing when I heard something slide across the bathroom door. I quickly turned around and didn't see anything.
I just assumed that my brother was playing with me, so I said, "Very funny!" But, I didn't hear a response.
I brushed off the situation and turned around to turn on the water for the shower, AND THE KNOB STARTED TURNING ON ITS OWN! I was SOOOOO SCARED! I jumped back and stared at it trying to convince myself that this had really just happened.
During my train of thought the cold water knob had began turning as well. Once it stopped I reached into the water, and it was the PERFECT temperature for my liking. This also creeped me out even more. At that point I grabbed my towel hanging on the hook and ran into the living room and told my brother to please turn the water off for me. He was very stubborn and wouldn't do it because he knew I was capable of doing it myself.
I finally convinced him to go for me once he saw the tears begin to fall from my eyes. After he had turned the water off, he made me tell him what happened. We agreed it best not to tell my parents about what had happened that day, because they are VERY closed-minded people and would have either not believed me or put me in therapy.
So I sat there on the couch for about an hour, in just my towel, trying to shake the thought. I couldn't even go to my room to get clothes, considering my room was not even a foot from the bathroom door.
Someone In the Corner
Mission, Texas
When I was younger, I had woken up in the middle of the night. I know I wasn't dreaming because I could feel my skin and I even pinched myself, and it did hurt.
In front of where I was at, in front of the bed, in the corner of the wall, there was the tall person/thing. It was dark and it was just looking at me with those dark eyes. It was carrying something, which looked like some kind of a stick. But, the person or whatever it was too tall, it almost reached to the ceiling. I could tell that it wasn't wearing anything, even though it was
My mom's aunt would tell them to stop messing around, and that they should never take things that were left on the graves.
One of my mom's cousins was at the cemetery one day and had seen some marbles that someone had left on a child's grave, so he took them.
After he came home, he was playing with them for a while and when it was time for bed he left the marbles out in the living room and went to sleep. He was barely drifting off to sleep when he heard the sound of marbles rolling across the floor. He thought maybe it was one his brothers playing with them. He left his room and saw the marbles where he had left them but no one was there. He was getting kind of scared so he put them away and went back to his room to try and get back to sleep, but he heard the noise again. This time he went to his older brother's room to tell him what was happening but his brother was already awake, listening to the marbles rolling on the floor.
When the younger brother told him where he had gotten the marbles from, his brother got angry. While the brothers were talking they could still hear the marbles rolling around. So the older brother went to the living room, grabbed the marbles, went outside and threw them. After that the boys never went back to the cemetery and they never told their mom what happened.
Showering Alone?
Lewisville, Texas
One afternoon many years ago when I was around 13 or 14 years old, I had been out playing with some friends on the next street. My parents had made plans for a family dinner. They were going to come home from work and pick up my older brother and me, and we were going to go out to eat.
I had told my friends that I needed to go shower and get ready for dinner with my family (since going out to eat didn't happen often). I came home, said hi to my brother who was watching TV in the living room, and continued on into the bathroom at the end of the hall. I had just finished undressing when I heard something slide across the bathroom door. I quickly turned around and didn't see anything.
I just assumed that my brother was playing with me, so I said, "Very funny!" But, I didn't hear a response.
I brushed off the situation and turned around to turn on the water for the shower, AND THE KNOB STARTED TURNING ON ITS OWN! I was SOOOOO SCARED! I jumped back and stared at it trying to convince myself that this had really just happened.
During my train of thought the cold water knob had began turning as well. Once it stopped I reached into the water, and it was the PERFECT temperature for my liking. This also creeped me out even more. At that point I grabbed my towel hanging on the hook and ran into the living room and told my brother to please turn the water off for me. He was very stubborn and wouldn't do it because he knew I was capable of doing it myself.
I finally convinced him to go for me once he saw the tears begin to fall from my eyes. After he had turned the water off, he made me tell him what happened. We agreed it best not to tell my parents about what had happened that day, because they are VERY closed-minded people and would have either not believed me or put me in therapy.
So I sat there on the couch for about an hour, in just my towel, trying to shake the thought. I couldn't even go to my room to get clothes, considering my room was not even a foot from the bathroom door.
Someone In the Corner
Mission, Texas
When I was younger, I had woken up in the middle of the night. I know I wasn't dreaming because I could feel my skin and I even pinched myself, and it did hurt.
In front of where I was at, in front of the bed, in the corner of the wall, there was the tall person/thing. It was dark and it was just looking at me with those dark eyes. It was carrying something, which looked like some kind of a stick. But, the person or whatever it was too tall, it almost reached to the ceiling. I could tell that it wasn't wearing anything, even though it was
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