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Toronto Paranormal – paranormal activity in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. GTA

Toronto Ghosts: Punched By A Ghost

January 19, 2016 · by ColdSpot.org

Location: Toronto (Etobicoke), Ontario, Canada

Ghost report from Lorraine on January 19, 2016:

“Well gawd, where do I begin. OK, well, in 2000 my town house was built at Dun-Bloor. It was built on the old Michael Power school property on Resurrection Rd (good name for the street). Fun begins, let me tell you that house I believe ruined my marriage.

Right in front of the house is an Ontario low-income project called Mabelle Ave. My mother was relocated there and I convinced my husband to buy one of the town houses across the street so I could keep an eye on her. The house was still being built when something went terribly wrong…. My mother committed suicide in the year 2000, before my house was built.

By the time our house was built my mother was dead and I now had to live in a house that faced where she died. We were locked into a mortgage and it was out of the question for us to sell, so in 2001 we took possession.

Now for some reason I never felt alone and simply chalked it up to “my mother’s watching over me”, not so….

I would often find myself looking up at the staircase that led to the bed rooms on the second and third floor. The feeling kept growing stronger. When my husband went to work I’d stay down in the living room and stare constantly at the staircase, terrified to go up stairs until my husband came home from work.

One night my husband and I were getting ready for bed in the 3rd floor master bed suite and he layed down. I went into our bathroom to have a relaxing jacuzzi then I put on my pjs and lied down on our bed — husband in tow beside me. When all of a sudden I closed my eyes and felt something punch me in my head about 50 times from side to side. Literally I was getting boxed up both sides of my head full force. I couldn’t scream, just had to lay there and hope it would stop.

Finally when it stopped I confronted my husband and of course he was fast asleep and felt nothing. I wasn’t dreaming because I had just had a bath and just layed down. My goodness, my eyes literally just closed and this happened.

After that I was even more guarded about upstairs.

A few weeks later I was in our 3rd floor bedroom again and no sooner did I jump into bed but felt my two feet being pulled up straight. Then I felt something spin my whole body around so that my feet were now where my head was supposed to be on the pillow. My husband, who thought I was crazy, told me to go back to sleep and that I must have been dreaming.

The final straw was a few months after that. My husband was asleep and again we were upstairs in the bedroom and my lord didn’t I see a ghost of an elderly lady peeking out of my bathroom in our bedroom, not one word of a lie. She was wearing what looked to be a hospital gown, the type that is open at the back. This woman had shoulder-length grey, salt-and-pepper hair. She stood to be at least 6ft tall and had bare feet. Omg, she stood half way out of our master bathroom in our master bedroom.

I moved out of our master bedroom and stayed on the second floor in one of the bedrooms there. Still constantly having to leave my bedroom door open so I could monitor that stupid stair case I was so scared of. Needless to say, my marriage was in trouble after that.

You know what guys? After that I saw a man sitting on the end of our couch, knees held up in his arms rocking back and forth. Then I heard some deep voice say to me “heey now”. Also, separate occasion, I heard the same deep voice telling me to “stop it”. I was just loading the dish washer and I hate doing dishes any way so of course I don’t have to be told twice to stop it lol.

Bottom line, our marriage is no longer. I moved out of the house and he stayed.
Funny thing also I was reading the story about the Westmall blood and I too lived on the West Mall yet had no experiences there.

Since I left Resurrection Rd, me and my boyfriend now live in Mimico in a 3 story brown stone. And for some reason both my cats stare up at the ceiling crying or their eyes go right wide and they stare at the plain wall for hours following something. I haven’t seen anything but I did film my cat lying on the couch, and I think I captured an orb on camera. I saved it and still have it.

Mind you, I don’t feel threatened like I did when I lived in my matrimonial home on Resurrection Rd. Yet I can’t seem to shake the feeling that something followed me. Maybe it’s my dead mother who killed herself, who knows.”

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Scarborough Ghosts: Little Girl Standing There

May 1, 2015 · by Michelle McKay

Location: Scarborough, Ontario, Canada

Ghost report from Matthew on April 21, 2015:

“It was in 2007. It was me, my mom, brother, his girlfriend, my uncle, his girlfriend and my cousin. We all moved into this three-story house, just by Finch & Victoria Park. It was a five bedroom place, with three bathrooms. My uncle, his girlfriend and cousin lived in the basement. My mom, brother, and his girlfriend lived on the main floor, and I had a room on the top floor. There were two rooms, but one room was used as an office for my brother.

I was 16 years old at the time, and I was never really a believer of ghosts, or the paranormal. The events that myself and my mom and brother’s girlfriend experienced changed my beliefs. Let me start by saying, when we were moving in our things, our neighbor came to us, and told us, “you won’t last long in that house”. We thought she was crazy. We didn’t really know what she meant, but we continued to bring things into the house and so on.

I’ll tell you, none of us living there really believed this stuff, especially my brother. He still doesn’t to this day, but that’s because he never witnessed the things me, my mom, and his girlfriend witnessed in that house.

Let’s start with my mom and brother’s girlfriend’s story. They almost always watched movies in her room, at night, and they would always hear running upstairs. My brother would be working in his office, and I’d either be on my computer or playing video games in my room (if I wasn’t out with friends), or I’d be in the basement with my cousin. Now, they heard running UPSTAIRS. They used to hear things like little kids, girls, screaming and yelling. They would hear little girls crying for help, and groaning and moaning, like the kids were being tortured. They were shocked. They would hear it many days of the week while watching movies. That’s one thing, but the next thing, really scared them.

She would be in the bathroom, and my mom would be in the kitchen cooking, and the bathroom and kitchen were pretty much beside each other, and when my brother’s girlfriend was trying to open the door to get out, she couldn’t. She felt trapped in. But she thought my mom was playing a prank on her, but my mom had no idea. She would say “mom, let me out, stop blocking the door”, my mom would yell out from the kitchen, “I’m cooking, my hands are dirty, it’s not me!”. She would then try pushing harder and harder to get out, and my mom saw the struggling, but saw nobody keeping her in. She cleaned up and tried to help open the door for her, but she was also struggling. After a couple minutes, my mom pulled the door open and finally got her out.

They couldn’t believe what just happened, but again, brushed it off, thinking it wasn’t a big deal. Another time, my mom was home alone, cooking. Brother and girlfriend went out. My cousin and I were at school, and uncle and his gf were at work, so my mom was alone. In the kitchen, there’s a door going down to the basement. While my mom was cooking, that door would open randomly, slowly. Funny thing, no outside door was open, no windows were open. She was confused. Remember, nobody was home. It was at noon time, everyone was out. She would close the door, turn on her radio and listen to music, trying to ignore what happened. The door opened again, and she really freaked out. She went to close it, and as she was going back to the sink, the radio station changed. At the moment, she left the cooking, got dressed and left the house, and went to the McDonald’s that was minutes away. She texted me and told me to meet her there after school. When I did, she explained what happened. I thought she was going crazy. I told her, maybe a window was open a bit, or something, and she told me everything was closed. I was in shock, but still couldn’t believe it. I kid you not, after that day, my mom would leave the house with my cousin and I when we were leaving for school, and she would go to the McDonald’s, or Bridlewood Mall, until we got home from school, because she didn’t want to be alone.

Now, here’s my story, here’s what I witnessed. It was December, so I was obviously on my Christmas break from school, and that’s when I witnessed and saw something I would never forget. I woke up at around 11am. Washed up, whatever. Now, to get to my room on the top floor, there is a long stairwell. I was going down the stairs to get a bowl of cereal. I was slowly walking up the stairs because I had cereal and didn’t want to spill. I looked up for a second, and at the end of the stairs, I saw a little girl standing there. She had black hair, a white dress, she was probably 5 years old. I stopped and stood still on the step. I turned back and yelled for my mom to come, and I turned back and the girl was gone. I was scared to death, because that was the first time I witnessed this in my life, let alone in this house. After all the stories and things my mom and brother’s girlfriend witnessed, I finally saw something and I finally believed the things they told me. I couldn’t believe it. Weird thing is, the only people that witnessed things in this house were the three of us.

The house had an attic, which we never opened or went in. In my room, there was an extra square wood block drilled into the wall. Like there was a hole in the wall that was covered up. When we first moved in, we joked with my brother and cousin that there was dead bodies in there. After everything we witnessed, I wouldn’t be shocked if that was the case. Now, remember when I told you the lady that lived beside us told us we wouldn’t last long? Its crazy, because she was right. Shortly after, we moved out. We moved in the beginning of November of 2007, and moved out March of 2008. My mom couldn’t take it anymore. She didn’t want to live in a house where she was terrified to stay alone. To this day, I drive by that place with my friends, and we just park in front and watch the house. We drove by a couple months ago, and nobody was living there.

I truly believe this house is haunted. Something happened in that house or on that property. I never believed ghosts, or the paranormal, but after living there, I truly am a believer now, and I watch ghost shows all the time.”

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Haunted Ship in Toronto – Haunted Toronto Database

September 30, 2014 · by Michelle McKay

haunted toronto ship ghosts paranormal

Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Type: ship
Built: 1952

The following report was sent into our website by M. Wryter on September 26, 2014:

“In 1986 I was a ship keeper in Toronto living aboard the motor vessel D. C. Everest. She was built in 1952 in Kingston, Ontario and at the time of her launch then she was the most expensive of her type and class built at the Kingston ship yards. She flew her flag initially with Marathon Paper Mills, then was sold to American Can and flew their house flag.

Somewhere along her career, she ended up on the scrap list and ended her days in the turning basin in Toronto tied outboard an old Imperial Oil tanker the London. There they sat for a couple years until I became her keeper and moved aboard.

There was nothing untoward about the Everest, no startling history for her as she was a work horse and not subject to glamour or anything spectacular in her duties. So this outlines the vessel and some of her history.

It was a hot August Sat. eve in the city and I had invited a few friends over for some good music and some social drinks, a little friendly get together for some relaxing fun. By 7:30 or so everyone was aboard, deck chairs were laid out on the hatches. Speakers were hooked up and a cooler with 3 bottles of wine was placed on the hatch along with glasses, the tunes cranked up (it was a dock so no one as around). We sat and had a few, told stories and chatted about all sorts of things, just relaxing and having fun, the eve flowing well.

At about 10:45 or so some had to leave so the gathering broke up and we all headed to the gangway to say good night and go our separate ways. And it was at the gangway that lead to the in board vessel, the London that we were gathered when someone said, “Look”, and pointed to the stairs on the starboard side of the ship. We all looked pretty well in unison and we all collectively saw a set of legs walking up the starboard stairs case to the Captain’s cabin. All 9 people saw this and everyone was in a state of shock over it.

Some shook their heads, others just in awe, one turned away and was sick. It was one of those unexpected things that happened and everyone reacted to it differently.

We all gathered our wits about it, some laughed it off as too much wine, but the fact was that we had all seen it collectively. The next day I had a couple of calls and it was discussed and after a few days we all agreed it had been seen by us all. Only one woman said that she would never set foot on the ship ever again, and well that was her final response to that eve.

She was eventually towed to India and broken up for scrap, so whatever ghostly crewman that was perhaps he found himself a new home.”

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In The News: ‘The Philip Experiment: Now a Hollywood Movie’

April 29, 2014 · by Michelle McKay

Read Michelle McKay‘s news article in The Examiner about “The Quiet Ones”, inspired by Toronto’s infamous Philip Experiment :

http://www.examiner.com/article/the-philip-experiment-now-a-hollywood-movie

True Ghost Story: She Was Sucking My Breath Away

March 12, 2014 · by Michelle McKay

Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada and the Philippines

The following report was sent into our website by Jonahbel on March 12, 2014:

“My 1st real ghost story:

When I was in the Philippines, 3 days before my great-grandmother died, I saw this black lady standing near me while I was washing dishes. She had very long, black hair and was wearing a black long-sleeved dress. She was standing outside at the stairs of my grandmother’s house. She also looked like a human, but her skin tone showed that she was dead. It was a gray-white skin colour.

I saw her looking at me. I saw her eyes. When I finished washing dishes, I ran away to my grandmother and I was crying because that was my first time to see a ghost with my two eyes.

Then after 3 days, my 90-year-old grandmother passed away and I don’t know why, maybe because she was old. The only thing I’m sure is it has something to do with the black lady that I saw.

2nd:

Back home in the Philippines, I was sleeping with my grandmother at 3 am, and I heard a loud crash sound. I thought there was a truck accident somewhere, and our water tank blew up. Everybody was scared because they thought there was an accident that had happened. We found out that it was just the tank and went back to sleep. We would fix the broken tank in the morning.

When I was sleeping I saw the black lady again in my dreams, but she had a makeover. She was wearing a black veil, sun glasses and red lipstick. She looked kind of happy and was laughing. I don’t know why.

3rd:

December 23, 2010

At 3 am, my dad, elder sister and I were ready to attend the Misa de Gallo. My sister was eating in the dinning room and I was in the room, so I turned off the lights in both the rooms. Then suddenly, after a second, a creepy and scary sound whispered in both of my ears. It was very scary.I thought it was my sister, but that was impossible because she was in the dining room. The sound was like there was someone who’s telling a deepest secret and whisper in both of your ears. So I freaked out after I realized that it was a ghost.

4th:

When I was in my bed and listening to my mp3, I was alone in the room. The music stopped and then I heard the creepy sound in my ears again. I ran downstairs and told my dad and siblings what happened. They didn’t believe me, but my sister did because she had also encountered the ghost thingy. She was studying in our room, when the curtain beside her moved back and forth. It’s impossible that it was wind because we never open the windows.

5th:

At 5 am, I went down to get the charger of my phone when I felt something very different and felt like I needed to run as fast I could and go back to our room. So I ran fast and got my charger and went back to our room. It felt like I wasn’t safe, so I ran.

At 8 am, my aunt said she saw a white lady in the kitchen. Her husband said, maybe that was me. Our other family members agreed, and I said that was impossible because I was wearing a red t-shirt.

6th:

Everyone was asleep. At 12 am, I woke up and saw a smoke-shaped face of an old man with eyeglasses beside me. I didn’t freak out, but I grabbed my pillow and waved the pillow around until the smoke disappeared and went back to sleep.

-:-

When we got our visa going to Canada, I realized that they knew we we’re gonna leave soon and that’s the reason why everything just happened.

-:-

7th:

When my parents went to transfer to another apartment, they told us to all go with them and look at the apartment. They wanted our final opinion if we liked it.

We were 5 and 1 owner, so the 6 of us went to the apartment. Then, unexpectedly, I saw this brown big and tall man with us inside the apartment. I didn’t see his face, but he was brown. I thought there was someone with the 6 of us than he disappeared so fast. So I ignored it because maybe it was only my imagination.

8th:

We were in our new home. And at 6 pm I was alone in the house when I heard that there was someone in the kitchen making sounds like getting a plate. I ignored it, but after probably 30 seconds, the holder of the shampoos and soap inside the washroom dropped very loudly. I was very scared, and locked the door of my bedroom. Everyone else arrived at 9 pm.

9th:

It was my best friend’s birthday, it was Fall season at 7 pm. When I was outside the building of their apartment, something warm touched my left leg. The back of my neck felt hot or warm a different warm. And a small part of my left leg felt the same way, it felt like there was an iron on my leg.

When I got into my best friend’s apartment, I still felt the warmth on the back of my neck so I went to the terrace. I thought I saw something outside so I was kind of scared and went back inside. I felt better than before. After her birthday, I went home and felt the same way.

After a few days, she said there is something in their house, and she never felt it before. She also said that she can feel the spirit.

A month after that, I visited her, and a day after that, she said she can’t feel the same way anymore. So I’m glad. But I realized that the spirit was left by me.

10th:

In our apartment here in Canada, I was sleeping with my sister and mom in the same room because my brother and my dad were at work.

My mom and sister were asleep, while me, I was wide awake. My mom was sleeping near the window and it was wide open. Suddenly, she was screaming and sounded like she couldn’t breath. She was screaming very loud, so I woke her up. She said, someone was holding her neck very tight and was planning to kill her. So I closed the window and curtains, and I slept beside her because I was afraid to lose my mom.

Every night when my dad is not home because of his overnight shift, I am always sleeping with my mom because I don’t want that to happen again.

11th:

I was sleeping and woke up in the middle of the night, and I saw this black lady who was holding tight my jaw and cheeks and sucking my breath away. She looked kind of mad. I could see her eyes and everything. Her hair was short and black. Her dress was long black sleeve and her skin tone showed that she was dead. I was alone in the room of my parents and couldn’t move my body, even my fingers and toes. Just a suck of my last breath of her, I will be dead, but she didn’t suck it. So I pushed my hips and waist up and woke up in my nightmare. When I woke up, I was hugging my mom and it was 4 am.

I was so scared that time and prayed, then went back to sleep.

12th:

I saw this white lady standing on the corner and looking down, then unexpectedly a horrifying lady appeared in front of me. She was very scary. I’ve never seen anything like her before. She looked angry. She was looking at me. She had a dirty black and gray hair, like she was from the mud or ashes. Her face was very scary. The veins of her face was showing, her skin tone was rotten, gray, and veins were showing. Her eyes were dark green and the centre was yellow. Her mouth was like an angry dog that wants to bite, like a vampire too. Her gums were so black and her teeth was full of dirt. I was lucky because it was only a dream but one of the horrifying dream and I think, there’s a meaning of that dream but I don’t want to see that horrible and scariest lady again. I might die because of heart attack if I see her again.”

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True Ghost Story: Grim Reaper? Angel of Death?

March 10, 2014 · by Michelle McKay

Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada

The following report was sent into our website by Seanna on March 9, 2014:

“It all happened when I was 11 years of age. I was playing dolls in my basement, when I suddenly heard a loud crash come from upstairs. I went upstairs to find my grandmother laying on the ground and a black figure circling around her.

I went back to my basement and called my mother at work. I told her what happened and the ambulance/police arrived at my door 20 minutes later.

I told the police what happened as the ambulance helped my grandmother into the truck. When we got to the hospital the doctors came to me in the waiting room and asked me how I was doing. I told them I was fine and just a bit freaked out.

When I got home my mother was there waiting for me. She told me that some type of spirit attacked my grandmother. The spirit that attacked my grandmother killed her.

I am now 28 years of age and I still remember it like it happened yesterday. R.I.P grandma, R.I.P”

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