…I notice an orange light very slowly start rising from a ridge off in the distance. It moved straight up into the sky and then took a sharp right, then up again, then left, and kept moving in erratic directions all while staying this steady, very slow speed….
…The blinds were down, and the lights were off, but the tv was on so there was light. I swore I saw a tall human like shadow figure, with very long limbs bent over my dining room table….
…She said she saw a “spherical, silver, silvery object flying over at a high altitude….
…The ghost: A woman (relative to my partner) died in the neighboring building and her ghost has been seen by myself, my partner, and his family. Not only seen but interacted (nail polish spilled, her favorite dress missing and she being spotted in it standing up on the hill, then the dress returning like she borrowed it, and her face in windows and mirrors)….
…As I followed the car over the rise, I realized that–quite suddenly–the car was no longer there. There was no where it could have turned off, and the road wasn’t in good enough condition for it to have sped up enough to be out of sight….
…It was a stretch of road near where a pipeline passes over the road. We were the only car on the road, when I saw lights appear in my rear view mirror. They were dimmer than car headlights and further apart horizontally. They approached closer, and we just kept checking the mirrors….
…When we turned the radio back on to break our now terrified and confused silence, 30 minutes had elapsed in a time that felt like seconds to us. We didn’t know what to do other than continue on. As we neared the town we were living in at the time, the car died. The brand new car battery that had been replaced less than 6 months before that was fried…
…I saw her making my lunch and I tried to tell her what I wanted (NOT chunky peanut butter). She ignored me. . MOM! MOM! I wasn’t scared just confused. She walked right past me and I followed her to the living room still trying to get her attention. She moved into the living room…and I saw me!…
…I live in an old funeral home and have had many paranormal encounters. I hear footsteps, feel like I’m being watched. Weird smells, temperature changes. So I named whoever is giving me this money “Mortimer the cash ghost.”
This historic Victorian home is on the grounds of the Heritage Museum or Orange County. Built in 1898 by Hiram Clay Kellogg for his second wife Helen Kellogg, this house was also where Helen died. The museum staff and other visitors believe that Helen never actually left the house after she passed….