Some of the elderly folks got into a bottle of wine and dropped their Southern Baptist skepticism long enough to share some family spook stories.

Great Grandmother Ada

Sometime around 1910 my Great Grandmother Ada was standing, pregnant, in front of a window watching a white rabbit hop across a snow covered field as snow was falling. Unbeknownst to her a cousin was stalking the rabbit with a .22 rifle. She didn't hear the report of the rifle when he fired but she did see the rabbit's skull and brains spray the snow red with blood. A few months later she birthed a still-born boy.......covered in a thin layer of white fur.

Wanna see the future?

Take a "pure gold" wedding ring, drop into a smooth glass tumbler filled with water, look through the submerged ring at the sun and you will see something from the future. Two of my Great Aunts said they foresaw their Mother's death and a Great Uncle still refuses to divulge what he saw.

Devil by the outhouse

Sometime in the late 1920s in the cold dark night in the middle of a pre-electrified Arkansas woods populated by razorback hogs and alligators (yes, alligators) a Great, Great Aunt left the safety of the house to make use of the outhouse.

As she approached the outhouse, she saw a man "dressed like an 1860s riverboat gambler" but with tattered, glowing clothes ands bright red eyes. She could see bones peeking through his flesh and rags and sensed he was the Devil. She turned, ran and felt his bony fingers grasp at her hair. He vanished when she called out, "Lord Jesus save me!".


WW2 soldier dies in battle, comes back to say "thank you"

A Great Aunt was a "dime-a-dance" girl near Palmdale, California during WW2. One night a G.I. sat down beside her, offered up a dime and asked if they might talk rather than dance. My Great Aunt said, "Sure" and the soldier proceded to tell her that he could never kill another human being but had been unable to obtain conscientious objector status and would soon be on the battlefields of Europe.

The Aunt, a bit of a party girl, got tired of hearing the pious young man grieve and, in a fit of frustration quipped, "Well, just don't load yer gun! Ya can't hurt anyone with an unloaded gun!".

The young man seemed quite pleased by her suggestion, thanked her and walked away.

Some months later she was awakened by a bright light at the foot of her bed. There stood the young soldier in battle dress with several bullet wounds in his chest and a large smile on his face. He told her, "I took your advice! I didn't load my gun and I stood up in the middle of the battle and now I'm on my way to be with My Lord!".

With that the young man faded away and left my Aunt with a wonderful sense of Peace.

Wow. Cool stories! Thanks. I'm going to try the wedding ring one tomorrow I'll let you know if I "see" anything. Hehehe- I'll probably just light my eyeball on fire. Anyway, take care Jody

Ah, yes, thanks so much for sharing these stories, Karkey

It never ceases to amaze me the really curious stories that families have that they only share at certain times.

Very interesting!

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Thanks D ♥ Jody

What great stories - I really enjoyed reading those.

Thanks for posting them.

Reg

I've told these before but they're worth re-telling:

My dad's parents moved into a house in about 1984 that had come onto the market after the elderly resident had died. The son was selling it on as he already had his own house.
They had only been in there for about two weeks, when one Sunday morning my dad's dad (whom we called Father) woke up to see a nun standing over him. She appeared to be very sad.
He was terrified and shut his eyes. Seconds later he opened them again and she was gone.
Later he told the neighbour about this and she said that the old lady who died was often visited by nuns from her parish - they would sit with her and try to comfort her while she was ill.

Was he seeing a ghost of a nun? If so, she must have died shortly after the lady. Or was he just picking up on vibes left by the lady and seeing through her eyes?

Another story is from an uncle on my mother's side. He was about 8-9 years old (around about the early 1950s) and was in the wheat field directly outside their home (it's been a primary & junior school since the late 1960s). It was summer and he had been sitting down in the field for a while amid the stems of wheat when he heard a noise. He looked over to see a small figure walking through the crop. It was about six or seven feet from him and appeared not to have noticed him. His description was of a small humanoid, under two feet tall, covered in hair and having 'oriental' eyes. It picked its way quietly past him and disappeared into the field. When it had gone, he jumped up and ran back home. I don't believe he ever went into the field after that.

He still maintains this account as the gospel truth.

One more story is from my Gran on my mother's side, who died in December last year. She was a very spiritual/psyhcic lady and had many strange things happen to her over the course of her life. In the early 1990s she was on holidy with my uncle & his family just over the border into Scotland. They were staying in a log cabin on a holiday site. For a few days all was well. Then she started feeling a presence in her room. One night it shoved her while she was in bed. She didn't sleep the rest of the night. My uncle dismissed this as a nightmare or similar. They had a camcorder and took some footage of the cabin as it was quite nice. On the last morning, she awoke to find something flicking her chin. She said it was quite a vicious flick, sharp and hard. She jumped out of bed, packed her things and was waited for the rest of the family on the porch outside. When she related this story to me, she said she was terrified of the thing following her home - and was very uneasy afterwards for a long time.
As an aside to this, when we looked at the video footage of the log cabin and they filmed her room, it showed her bed covers in a bit of disarray. That shot was taken at about 6pm when they returned to the cabin one night. My Gran said she always made the bed when she got out of it and nobody else had been in there.

Great stories karkev and loonboy.......Isn't it wonderful how these stories are handed down generation to generation....Thanks for the good reads......

I must of missed those last time Loonboy - what great stories and ghost stories are always more enjoyable when you know the source of them. You know your nan wouldn't make that up.

I've never seen a ghost or had a paranormal experience, but my sister has and to me it's as good as because I KNOW she wouldn't make it up, it's just not in her nature.

It's raining here. No sunlight, but I still want to try the flaming eyeball I mean the glass and the wedding ring thingy!! I will keep you posted. Jody

oops!! I forgot... loonboy! Loved the stories

LOL, yeah, I would love to try that one, too, but I don't ahve a wedding ring to use!

I love the stories, anyone else have more?