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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BMF" data-source="post: 234810" data-attributes="member: 3149">This thread is rather creepy for some reason. I read the first 2 pages and the last page, I'd rather not read any more.....  I haven't had any first hand experiences with "ghosts" but I have been told a lot of stories by other people whom I trust.  One of the most remarkable was from a guy who used to live near Yorktown VA. He said he and one of his friends both encountered a ghostly revolutionary war soldier (American Revolution) on a bridge one night. He was bandaged and dazed, and seemed to not notice them. He walked right by them without a word or sound.  There is also a story from my old home town in upstate NY, that goes something like this:  Back in the 1800's a young couple got married. On their wedding night, the husband tied his new bride to the back of his wagon and dragged her to death out on "commons" (old dirt roads rarely used anymore.)  Then, back when I was in high school, some out-of-towners where driving through that same area when they spied a very wounded young woman. She was bloody and nearly dead. THey picked her up, put her in their car and started to take her to the hospital, but when they got to the ER she had disappeared from the back seat of their car.  Whether that really happened or not, I don't know.  My father and his sisters also claim emphatically that the house they grew up in (the same house my estranged grandfather lives in today) is very haunted. One of my aunts says that when she was a child, she would wake up at night and not be able to get back to sleep. Then a strange old woman would show up in her room, sit in the rocking chair and sing to her until she went back to sleep. My father says he has sat up and watched the rocking chair in her room start to rock when she awoke, but he never saw anyone in it and never heard a singing voice. He did see the chair moving though. He and my uncle also say that they frequently heard footsteps and voices in that house.  Finally, not really a ghost story, but both of my parents claim that the first house they lived in (before I was born) had a mysterious bloody hand print on the wall in the basement. They painted over it several times, but it kept showing through the layers of paint.  They moved from there before I was born, so I've never seen it.</blockquote>

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