Volume 3: Ghost Stories from Texas (Joe Kwon's True Ghost Stories from Around the World) by Unknown Page A
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so dark, but that thing was straight up skinny. I was REALLY scared.
I just put the blankets over me and hoped I would fall asleep, which I did.
Ten years later, in another house, I woke up in the middle of the night again and after so many years I saw the same thing. Except this time, it was A LOT shorter, shorter than me, and it started walking to me. I was scared out of my pants.
Then all of a sudden when it was just getting really close to me everything stopped.
My best friend had been sleeping next to me, and no, it wasn't her, because she isn't bald and like four feet short and like super skinny like that. That night, she had seen a lady in my room with a dress. I don't know what the heck I saw, but I don't want to see it again. Have you heard of something like this happening to someone like this before?
Man On The Couch
Weatherford, Texas
I lived in Texas for five years. From the time I was three until my family moved, my brother and I shared a room. He was a newborn, I'm the oldest.
Where our room was, there was a hallway that lead straight to the the living room. From my room you could see the couch in the living room and you could see the front door.
I never liked to be alone in the house because of the presence that I felt. When I was three, I was lying in my bed and I couldn't sleep. I sat up and there was a figure that had red eyes. It was tall. Its legs were way too long, and it was staring at me. It got really cold in the room.
This took place every day for a year. He was always staring at me. The following year it would begin shoving me out of my bed.
I never knew what it was until I got older. I was watching a ghost show and they described a demon, and for 2 years of my life it was haunting me. My grandpa and grandma bought that place and the last time I went back I saw him again. My grandma moved out and now lives in a new house. And every time I go by the old house, it is always looking at me from the window.
Floating Boy
San Antonio, Texas
It was about 10:00 p.m., sometime in late July. I was spending the night at my friend's house and having a lot of fun. About 11:30 we were getting tired so we tried everything to keep ourselves awake. Nothing seemed to work, so we decided the best way to go about staying awake was to be too scared to go to sleep.
We started to tell each other ghost stories, when all of a sudden we heard a loud crash. We thought it was just my friend's brother, so we blew it off. But, about five minutes later we heard it again.
We started to get angry, so I yelled, "Knock it off, dufus!" to her brother.
He yelled back that he hadn't done anything, but we thought he was lying. About ten minutes later, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. I assumed it was my friend's brother.
Without turning around to look at him, I said, "Come to confess?"
When I did turn around, I got the shock of my life. There stood (or should I say, floated) a young boy about the age of nine. He was very thin and scraggly, and wore a long, white t-shirt. He just floated there about ten seconds, looking right at us, then disappeared.
I was so scared I could barely move. All I could do was sit there in awe. Finally, I came back to my senses and screamed. My friend's parents came running in and asked us what was going on. We told them and they told us they had seen him, too. I called my mom to come pick me up and haven't been back to her house since.
Irritated
Dallas, Texas
I am 18 years old and married, and I have a couple of creepy stories. If you didn't notice, the title of this story is “Irritated.” Well, I am the one who is irritated, not the ghost.
I have always been a big believer when it comes to the paranormal, and especially so after my grandmother visited me one night about a year after she died. But this isn't about her.
At 17, my husband and I moved into my tiny one-bedroom apartment around Halloween. We had hardly seen any neighbors until
I just put the blankets over me and hoped I would fall asleep, which I did.
Ten years later, in another house, I woke up in the middle of the night again and after so many years I saw the same thing. Except this time, it was A LOT shorter, shorter than me, and it started walking to me. I was scared out of my pants.
Then all of a sudden when it was just getting really close to me everything stopped.
My best friend had been sleeping next to me, and no, it wasn't her, because she isn't bald and like four feet short and like super skinny like that. That night, she had seen a lady in my room with a dress. I don't know what the heck I saw, but I don't want to see it again. Have you heard of something like this happening to someone like this before?
Man On The Couch
Weatherford, Texas
I lived in Texas for five years. From the time I was three until my family moved, my brother and I shared a room. He was a newborn, I'm the oldest.
Where our room was, there was a hallway that lead straight to the the living room. From my room you could see the couch in the living room and you could see the front door.
I never liked to be alone in the house because of the presence that I felt. When I was three, I was lying in my bed and I couldn't sleep. I sat up and there was a figure that had red eyes. It was tall. Its legs were way too long, and it was staring at me. It got really cold in the room.
This took place every day for a year. He was always staring at me. The following year it would begin shoving me out of my bed.
I never knew what it was until I got older. I was watching a ghost show and they described a demon, and for 2 years of my life it was haunting me. My grandpa and grandma bought that place and the last time I went back I saw him again. My grandma moved out and now lives in a new house. And every time I go by the old house, it is always looking at me from the window.
Floating Boy
San Antonio, Texas
It was about 10:00 p.m., sometime in late July. I was spending the night at my friend's house and having a lot of fun. About 11:30 we were getting tired so we tried everything to keep ourselves awake. Nothing seemed to work, so we decided the best way to go about staying awake was to be too scared to go to sleep.
We started to tell each other ghost stories, when all of a sudden we heard a loud crash. We thought it was just my friend's brother, so we blew it off. But, about five minutes later we heard it again.
We started to get angry, so I yelled, "Knock it off, dufus!" to her brother.
He yelled back that he hadn't done anything, but we thought he was lying. About ten minutes later, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. I assumed it was my friend's brother.
Without turning around to look at him, I said, "Come to confess?"
When I did turn around, I got the shock of my life. There stood (or should I say, floated) a young boy about the age of nine. He was very thin and scraggly, and wore a long, white t-shirt. He just floated there about ten seconds, looking right at us, then disappeared.
I was so scared I could barely move. All I could do was sit there in awe. Finally, I came back to my senses and screamed. My friend's parents came running in and asked us what was going on. We told them and they told us they had seen him, too. I called my mom to come pick me up and haven't been back to her house since.
Irritated
Dallas, Texas
I am 18 years old and married, and I have a couple of creepy stories. If you didn't notice, the title of this story is “Irritated.” Well, I am the one who is irritated, not the ghost.
I have always been a big believer when it comes to the paranormal, and especially so after my grandmother visited me one night about a year after she died. But this isn't about her.
At 17, my husband and I moved into my tiny one-bedroom apartment around Halloween. We had hardly seen any neighbors until
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