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Nova Scotia Paranormal – paranormal activity in Nova Scotia, Canada. East Coast Atlantic

Eskasoni Ghosts: Haunted Woods – ‘Tall Man in Black’

May 1, 2019 · by ColdSpot.org

Location: Eskasoni (First Nation Community), Nova Scotia, Canada

Paranormal report by Mare:

“I was about 16 years old at the time, I am 31 now. Anyways, me and my boyfriend at the time were at the Castle Bay ballfield with some of our friends on a Friday night during the summer.

We were going to meet up with some more of our friends on Beach Road; we had to take a trail through the woods (this is no longer there as there is now a school).

It was about 93010ish in the evening. My boyfriend had a Bic lighter. I didn’t have a lighter, so a close friend of mine let me use his Zippo, allowing me to see walking through the woods.

As we got a little ways into the trail through the woods, we noticed a very dark shadow in the woods, you could even hear branches of the trees breaking.

Assuming this shadow was one of the boys trying to scare me, we approached it and said, “Gday boys, taliaq (what’s up).” But they didn’t answer back.

We said it again, “Gday boys, taliaq?” Still nothing.

I got the most eeriest feeling I’ve ever felt in my life. I immediately asked my boyfriend, “Who is that? Why isn’t it saying anything, why isn’t it moving?”

I got so scared, the most scared I’ve ever felt.

I turned on the Zippo to see who this person was. When I looked up, I didn’t see a face, I didn’t see hair. All I saw was a tall, black shadow, wearing a trench style coat and a top hat of some sort.

I prayed in my head for this thing in the woods not to bother or harm us and to just leave us alone.

My boyfriend said in Mi’kmaq, “Jikali (go away), pu’naje’ou” (leave us alone). The shadow suddenly just turned around, didn’t say nothing, and walked away.

We turned on the Zippo again and we could see the footprints walking away from us, as though someone was stepping on the grass.

When we got out of the woods and onto the main road on Beach Road, I asked my boyfriend, what the heck was that?

He told me, “You know those stories about the tall man in black that walks around, especially at night?” I said, “Yes”. He said, “Babe, that was him.”

I screamed and just thanked the creator for helping us get out of the trail safely. I haven’t gone through that trail during the evening ever again.”

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Bible Hill Ghosts: ‘Someone Grabbed My Wrist’

April 5, 2019 · by ColdSpot.org

Location: Bible Hill, Nova Scotia, Canada

Ghost report from Tracy:

“When I was around 5 years old, our family moved into an old farmhouse up on Bible Hill. The back yard backed onto the Industrial college.

In our previous house, I had happily played in our basement all the time, never thought anything about it. When we moved into the Bible Hill farmhouse, it was a whole different story.

I wouldn’t go down in that basement for anything! My Mom would ask me to run down and fetch her some potatoes, there was no way I would go down there. The basement felt so thick, heavy and awful! My mom eventually stopped asking me, as I would just cry and run away.

From the first night, I heard sounds, voices, music, and a baby crying. I remember coming down to the kitchen the next morning and asking my parents who was making that music and why was there a baby crying?

My parents said I must have been dreaming, there was no one but us and they hadn’t heard anything. I would hear the noises every night, but I stopped telling my parents about it, as they didn’t believe me.

Months later, my grandparents came to visit us from Alberta. The very first morning my grandmother asked where the music was coming from and why was there a baby crying all night.

I remember feeling such a wave of relief and catching my mom’s eye, she looked at me so shocked.

The worst experience I had in that house was not hearing music and a baby’s cry, I got used to that. The worst would yet to happen.

I was quite a night owl as a child. I would often hear my parents come up the large oak staircase in the evening and get ready for bed. I would hear the water in the washroom, and them talking then finally the sound of their bedroom door at the end of the hall close.

I would lay awake and think happy thoughts and adventures, not feeling nervous at all.

Except one night it started to happen, I would hear someone coming up distant stairs, walk through the kitchen then the hall, and then slowly start climbing the oak staircase that led to our bedrooms.

I remember the feeling of terror as I heard each distinctive step, then a pause on the landing…a long pause, and then slowly they would walk down the stairs again, back down the hall and through the kitchen. Then, very faintly, I would hear footsteps leading down the basement stairs.

When this first started happening I told my dad what I was hearing. He laughed and said I had a big imagination and that it was just the furnace coming on making funny noises. I remember laughing too at first and was so happy that’s all it was.

The next time I was awake late and heard my parents head off to bed, I wasn’t even thinking about the noises. I remember I was playing with one of my dolls.

Then I heard it, the faint sound of someone walking in the hall downstairs, and then the sound of footsteps on the stairs. I kept telling myself “it’s just the furnace” over and over.

Up until this night, the sound of the footsteps would stop on the landing then head downstairs again, but not this night.

My heart started beating like a drum when I heard the footsteps coming up the last few steps after the landing, I was so terrified.

Being only a little girl, I believed if I can’t see them then they can’t see me. So I covered my head with my covers.

I can’t describe to you in words how terrified I was when I heard the floorboard in the hallway outside my room creak.

My heart was racing and I couldn’t catch my breath! Then I heard someone come into my room, I could “feel” someone in the room. I didn’t realize it, but my arm that was holding my covers over my head was sticking out!

Then it happened, one of the most terrifying things that has ever happened to me. Someone grabbed my wrist and said in a deep, growly voice the dreaded words, “I Got You!”

I tried to scream but nothing came out, I thought I was going to die! Then slowly the grip on my arm lessened and they let go of my arm.

I don’t know how long I lay there frozen with my heart beating out of my chest. I just lay there listening….waiting…frozen.

Finally, I got the courage to peak out of my covers and didn’t see anything or anyone.

Being just a young child, I thought all monsters lived under the bed. So I stood up on my bed and took a flying leap off the bed and into the hallway and ran to my parents’ bedroom door. I started pounding and sobbing for them to let me in!

They consoled me and told me it was only a nightmare, but I KNEW it wasn’t a dream, I was wide awake the whole time.

Up until about the age of 14, even when we moved across Canada to Vancouver Island, I was still haunted by this horrible being that would visit me sporadically in a similar manner.

It wasn’t until I was 14 that I was finally able to get rid of it. I think I finally got strong enough not to be afraid anymore and I was able to NOT react to it. I think it got bored and went back to Nova Scotia. LOL …who knows.

To this day, I wonder what the history of that house was and what caused such a mean grumpy spirit to terrorize a little girl. What was the purpose?

My parents maintained their belief that I was having nightmares, but I know I wasn’t asleep. I know what happened to me.

It was very isolating, not having anyone believe me. Luckily, I have a very happy and buoyant nature, so I was able to cope with this and had mostly a wonderful and joyful childhood.

Thanks for allowing me to share this true, personal experience with you.”

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Dartmouth Ghosts: Young Boy and Man Seen in Bungalow

August 15, 2017 · by ColdSpot.org

Location: Dartmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada

Ghost report from Valerie on August 15, 2017:

“I first noticed strange things in my house when I moved in 17 years ago. It’s just a small, older bungalow not far from the harbour.

It all started with footsteps in our unfinished attic. Not long after, I would notice the light on the clock radio in my kitchen would turn on by itself. I’d switch it off using the manual switch that you had to click upwards twice before it turned on, and down twice before it could turn off… only to find it back on shortly thereafter and I was home alone.

Many times I would stand at my kitchen sink and while I was doing dishes I could hear someone call my name loudly. I would run to the next room to see who it was, yet my spouse would be sleeping or I would be home alone. Once I saw the reflection of a man in what appeared to be a farmer’s hat behind me through the reflection in the window above the sink.

Less than a year after I moved in, I witnessed one of the scariest things. The bottom drawer of our dresser came flying out across the room with such force that it broke in four pieces without explanation. To this day I still get chills thinking about it.

Our German shepherd would fiercely and endlessly bark at one corner of our living room at something only she could see.

Items often go missing for days or weeks on end. Sometimes I yell at the unseen being to bring it back and usually it reappears somewhere we’ve searched many times over before. Other times items have seemed to have been thrown across the room by nothing.

Once, my mother was visiting and she walked into the bathroom, the medicine cabinet opened and a glass bottle flew and narrowly missed her.

Another time my brother was over and he and I were speaking in the kitchen and a large old tin can that I kept on the refrigerator that was filled with change and batteries and whatnot flew at his head, he barely jumped out of the way before it could strike him.

Our cupboard doors have slammed open and shut on their own and even scared my brute of a husband.

My mother and brother who’d been sleeping at the opposite end of the house once rushed to my room because they both claimed they heard me screaming for help in the middle of the night. When in fact everyone in our home, myself included, were all sound asleep.

My brother, his girlfriend, and myself have all seen the apparition of a young boy in my house which we later discovered we would all describe the same way.

These are only a few of the tales I could tell. We’ve burned sage and said a prayer over the home but haven’t had the need to have it blessed. For the most part it is harmless, just unnerving.”

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Cape Breton Ghosts: Little Girl On The Banister

December 19, 2016 · by ColdSpot.org

Location: (Aspy Bay) Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, Canada

Ghost report from Sarah on December 19, 2016:

“When I was 7, my parents split up. My mother, two brothers, “bruncle” (an uncle that was like a brother) and myself all moved into an old farm house that family friends used as a summer home. The house was like one you’d read about in a book, well over 200 years old and it was beautiful. It was on its own private beach, an orchard and a fish pond. Sounds like it’s a dream, right? Wrong, it was a nightmare.

My mom has always been a part of the paranormal world. She’s communicated with ghosts and had “visions” but this house we all saw stuff.

It started in my room. The first few weeks I heard something by the bed in my room. I slept on the day bed across from the queen sized bed, the big bed was the scariest thing in the world to me. Every morning my mom would come in my room to wake me up and every toy I owned would be lined around the edge of the big bed. Then I would wake up to the bed torn apart then the bed would be packed up like it was freshly washed, every morning.

After that I moved into my brother Adam’s room so I wouldn’t have to sleep in a room alone. The first night I slept in there I heard whispering, so I told Adam to shut up. He was down stairs asleep on the couch with my mom. She was reading. I went to sleep ignoring the whispers.

That morning I saw scorched hand prints on the chimney pipe in the corner. I ended up in my mom’s room after that.

But strange things continued, like the cellar door open and shutting, lights flickering, and waking up to furniture and household items in different places. We started ignoring it.

Until that December the house had a wood stove with a glass door. I’d sit by it before bed to warm up but that night I saw a man in a big coat walking in the kitchen. I turned around and there was nobody there. When I woke up that morning there was a footprint on the inside of the glass, too big to be my mom’s or mine and too small to be my brother’s.

Recently my mother told me that she used to see a little girl sitting on the banister. My mom would blink or look away for a second then find one of my shirts and a pair of my pants in the same spot.

We asked the owners of the house. They got the house for less than 5 thousand dollars because the family who lived there all died in the house. The father killed his wife and himself, and one of the two daughters killed herself. The other is still suffering at 95 years old in a rest home in Dingwall, sweet woman.

But the footprint is still in the house almost 13 years later.”

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Brooklyn Ghosts: Little Girl in a White Dress

March 14, 2016 · by ColdSpot.org

Location: Brooklyn, Nova Scotia, Canada

Ghost report from Cassie on March 14, 2016:

“I lived in a beautiful large bungalow with my mother and father. When I was born there was a rocking chair in my bedroom. My mother would rock me to sleep, nothing scaring or unusual there? Wrong.

Each time my mother would sit in the rocking chair she would hear kind of like snoring, almost as if someone is having an asthma attack, wheezy. It was scary for her at the time. She told my father about it and he searched the house trying to find the source of this sound. Nothing. My mother then said for him to sit in the chair and as soon as he sat down he heard the snoring. He stood up and it was gone, the sound could only be heard in that chair.

About 6 years later, I was an only child so I played by myself. I was playing at the end of my hallway until I saw this small girl wearing a white dress, white hat, high socks, parasol, very olden like. I ask her, “Hi, would you like to play with me?” The girl turned, looked at me then walked into my parents’ room and disappeared into thin air.

My mother then later asked me who I was talking to because she did not see the girl, but she did see a glow form around my small figure.

My father did some research with the man who sold us the property. My father told him all that was happening. The man said there was a lady who once lived on the property in a shack. She was dying of a very contagious virus which made it unbelievably hard to breath, almost like being suffocated. She was placed there to die away from others so they would not be infected. Once she passed they burnt the shack down.

When I was about 13 my father finally told me the story. Me and my neighbor used to explore my backyard a lot, we would always find old pots and pans, even a light bulb. It hit me that all of those things belonged to the woman. The snoring, having that virus caused wheezing or snoring-like sound.

When I turned 16, my asthma was very bad, I woke up one night gasping for air. I couldn’t breath, my parents had to call 911 because I was going to die. Before blacking out in the hospital I see the familiar figure of a girl walking towards my bedside, she whispered “don’t worry darling, god’s on your side”. She left after that and I fell into black nothingness. Once I recovered and came home, there wasn’t anymore snoring, nothing unusual, she was gone.

Later on the years we, actually me and my father, were digging for worms in my back yard, just for fishing. We actually dug up bones, human bones. We sent them away to be tested and the results were that it was in fact a woman. Was it the woman who long ago passed on our lot? We will never know.”

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Truro Ghosts: She Walks Along The Dykes Near The Road

April 30, 2015 · by Michelle McKay

Location: Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada

Ghost report from Val on April 23, 2015:

“When I was a teenager a local trustworthy man was walking home from his job in Truro along the road to his home in Old Barns along the Cobequid Bay, at the end of the Bay of Fundy.

It was late at night and he was used to walking along in the dark as it is only five miles from town and their family was rather poor as they had lots of children to feed. They all were good friends of our family.

As he was walking along, he said he saw a transparent female walking along the old Dykes near the road! He was petrified and when he got home called my father who was the Director of Emergency for Truro and outskirts at the time. He calmed him down and the man told him his story.

It all came out as locals recalled an old story of a tavern owner that had his shop nearby prior to the expulsion of the Acadians, many were expelled from this area at the time. The Tavern owner had lost his wife due to illness and his daughter helped him in the tavern, which she did not like as it was hard work and she envied all the sailors that came to the tavern and longed to get away with them to see the world. Some sailors befriended her and conceived a plan to rob her father as they figured that he had lots of money in their home in the tavern. They convinced the young daughter to take them under cover of night to the tavern and let them in, which she did. They took the hidden money and fled. And she fled after them crying, as they did not want to take her with them. They only used her to get their hands on the booty!

She ran after them, where they killed her and cut off her head. Her ghost was said to haunt the road the tavern was located on and was reported that at various times since the incident she could be seen holding her head and running back, crying forgiveness to her father.

It has been seen a lot in the evenings The man who saw it and reported it was completely trustworthy and it scared him, so he would not walk the road at night. And us children were warned not to walk that road at night should we ever encounter the ghost he saw.”

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