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Thunder Bay Ghosts: ‘Hovering in the Corner’

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Location: Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada

Ghost report from Matty:

“In spring of 2014, I went to visit my friend who had recently moved into a new place. She shared a 3 story house with two friends on Crown St near the Hillcrest Park stairs. Thunder Bay is full of old character homes, so nothing really stood out to me initially.

It was the afternoon and she was in the midst of unpacking, so her stuff was awry in her allotted basement space. We were listening to some tunes and chatting away with our mutual friend.

After about an hour of hanging out, I noticed my energy levels started to dip. It was similar to that of having low blood sugar or being exhausted from a long day of work. I brushed it off as nothing and continued helping her set up her electronics.

About 2 or 3 minutes later, I heard this low, static-filled humming sound and there was an unusual pressure on the side of my forehead.

After touching my temple, out of nowhere I was hit with a powerful wave of energy which ran up my back and down my shoulders, almost as if someone gently grazed the tips of their nails on my skin.

I don’t know how else to explain this, but I felt the energy leave my presence and move to the next room. Even typing this is starting to creep me out a bit.

Without hesitation, I got up and walked towards the room. Immediately when I entered I was hit with that same sensation again, only I felt it cover my whole body. Even my toe hairs were standing up!

My eyes were drawn immediately to the top corner of the room, adjacent to the basement stairs. There was a small grey/green mass about the size of a bowling ball that initially looked like a shadow. But after inspecting it closer I realized it was hovering in front of the wall!

After about 3 seconds it then phased slowly into the wall. EEEEK…

I was completely astonished and spent a minute staring at that same spot and compartmentalizing everything. The room was well lit and there were no windows to cast a shadow from outside.

Freaked out, I went outside for a smoke. My friend’s roommates pulled in the driveway and before introducing myself I said, “I know this might sound weird, but your place is definitely haunted”.

Instead of getting the expected response, they gasped and shared with me stories of music being played on the piano by itself and cupboard doors opening on their own. They were extremely excited to hear this random dude validate their experiences.

I don’t consider myself a skeptic, but I try my best to rule out everything before jumping to conclusions. The presence didn’t necessarily make me feel afraid, but the energy that encapsulated it was strong and grounded.

To this day, after years of urban traverses and visiting abandoned asylums and hospitals, I’ve never quite felt anything like I did in that house.”

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Toronto Ghosts: ‘The Shadowy Figure’

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Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada

Ghost report from Gary:

“In 2000 I moved into a house on Berkeley St with 2 roommates. The house was originally built as a stable (early/mid-1800s) and was later expanded with a 2 storey addition.

We all acknowledged the unmistakable feeling of being watched, but often dismissed it as nothing more than our own imaginations. Over time, we would start to notice more audible and visual occurrences.

The lights in the hallway which led from the front door to the original structure were installed by the owner with motion sensors which sometimes would come on in sequence, as if somebody was entering and walking to the ‘barn’ as we called it.

We could not explain how this happened and often dismissed this jokingly as ‘the ghost’ and would sometimes say ‘hello’ when the lights came on.

Several weeks later, we began hearing music from time to time. The tunes were faint and unrecognizable, but clear enough that we could all hum along with the tune.

We could never find the source of the music. We would unplug the stereo in case it may be the source despite the fact that it was turned off.

In fact, the music was loudest at the kitchen side of the ‘barn’ which was furthest from the stereo. We even checked out the side door but heard nothing in the alley which ran alongside the house.

This happened sporadically over a period of several weeks, after which it ceased.

On a few occasions, we would all be upstairs watching TV and hear the clear and unmistakable sound of cutlery clattering as if somebody was rummaging through the cutlery.

Without a word, we would all run down to the ‘barn’ only to find the space quiet, empty and untouched. Yet shortly after returning upstairs, the sound of cutlery clattering would begin again.

On another occasion, I was in the shower in the bathroom next to the original structure when I suddenly heard a loud clatter from within the room.

I stuck my head out of the shower to see that all the toiletries that were on the toilet tank were strewn under the pedestal sink on the opposite side of the room.

At which point my roommates were banging on the bathroom door asking what happened and if I was alright, thinking I had fallen.

Still in the shower, I unlocked the door and showed them the scattered toiletries.

Several other similar occurrences would happen throughout the house from time to time, mostly in and around the ‘barn’. But on occasion, the sound of footsteps could be heard moving around the second floor of the addition. Mostly they were odd, but only on occasion disturbing.

The most unnerving incident happened one evening when we were all sitting in the living room side of the ‘barn’ when the hallway lights came on in sequence.

We all watched the lights come on when we saw the shadowy figure of a tall man walk past the original doorway opening, a mere 20 feet from where we were sitting. The figure never past the new opening which was only a few feet beyond.

When our lease was up at the end of the year, we moved out.

I walked past the house once or twice after that, but was unable to walk down the alley which ran alongside the ‘barn’.”

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Etobicoke Ghosts: ‘Something Punched Me’

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Location: Etobicoke, Ontario, Canada

Ghost report from Lorraine:

“Well gawd where do I begin. OK, I convinced my husband to buy a townhouse across the street from my mother so I could keep an eye on her. It was on Resurrection Rd, good name for the street. We bought the house on paper in 1999 when it was being built and moved in during 2001.

Our house was still being built when my mother suddenly passed away. Now I 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, sooo in we go 2001 we took possession.

Let me tell you that house I believe ruined my marriage.

From the very instant I moved in I felt I was never alone and simply chalked it up to “my mother’s watching over me”. Not so.

Now for some reason I was always scared to be alone in the house when my husband went to work. I would often find myself looking up at the staircase that led to the bedrooms on the second and third floor.

The feeling kept growing stronger, so when my husband went to work I’d stay down in the living room and stare constantly at the staircase, terrified to go upstairs until he came home.

Ok sooo one night my husband and I were getting ready for bed in the 3rd-floor master bedroom suite. He laid down and I went into our bathroom to have a relaxing jacuzzi.

After this I put on my pjs and laid down on our bed, husband in tow beside me, when all of a sudden I closed my eyes and felt something punch me in the 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.

Now I wasn’t dreaming because I just had a bath and had just laid down. My goodness, my eyes literally just closed and this happened. After that I was even more guarded about upstairs.

Anyhow moving forward, 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 and something spun 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 peaking out of my bathroom into 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, stood to be at least 6ft tall and had bare feet.

Omg, she stood halfway out of our master bathroom into our master bedroom.

Needless to say, 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 staircase 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 on a separate occasion while loading the dishwasher I heard the same deep voice telling me to “stop it”.

Bottom line our marriage is no longer. I moved out of the house and my husband stayed.

Since I left Resurrection Rd, me and my boyfriend now live in Mimico. 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.

Now I haven’t seen anything, but I did film my cat lying on the couch and I think I captured an orb on camera.

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 knows.”

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Bible Hill Ghosts: ‘Someone Grabbed My Wrist’

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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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Winnipeg Ghosts: ‘It Crawled Into Bed With Him’

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Location: Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada

Ghost report from Sandy:

“Me, my boyfriend, and 3 kids moved into this house about 11 years now. It was built in 1913. The first year we moved in was ok, we didn’t really notice anything. Then we started to hear sounds like something other than us were here.

One morning I was getting my kids up for school and daycare, and my daughter asked me to go into the basement to get a black binder for her French class at school. So I went downstairs to look around for one and told her to sit at the couch with her little brothers.

I went downstairs and shut the door behind me. I was looking around and then all of a sudden I heard a voice right behind me saying, “Can I help you?”

It sounded like a kid’s voice so I looked to see if the kids came down but the door was closed. I looked to see if the radio was on or the computer was on, but they weren’t.

It totally creeped me out. I asked my daughter if she was down there with me. She said no she was sitting at the couch with her brothers.

I wasn’t the only one hearing stuff here. My daughter sat on the couch one morning up by herself and heard the utensil drawer open in the kitchen and then close again.

Also, when she was about 11, she was in her room listening to music while sitting on her bed. She says she got up to turn it up a bit and when she turned around it looked like something sat on the bed. Her dad, myself, and her 2 brothers were watching TV in the living room and we could hear her yelling and crying, running downstairs.

We asked her what happened and she told me, so I went upstairs to check it out but didn’t see anything.

Another night we put the kids to bed, and me and their dad were lying in bed just about to fall asleep when we heard our chair moving around in the dining room for about a minute, then it stopped.

We were spooked but didn’t say anything to the kids. We did come down to see if there was a break-in or something, but there was nothing.

My brother stayed here for a few nights one time alone and when we got back he told me that he saw something sitting in the living room but didn’t know what it was.

Another time, my brother, his girlfriend, and baby daughter slept over for 2 nights and everyone was downstairs. She went upstairs to get something and came running downstairs and said, “Did you hear a little girl laughing just now upstairs?” None of us heard anything from downstairs.

We never told anyone we ever thought this house had a ghost until someone else noticed that maybe this house was haunted.

Another time, me and the kids were out of town and their dad stayed home for a couple nights. He told me that one night he was falling asleep and he felt something or someone crawl into bed with him. So he turned around and thought it was me home. He was alone and would have heard us coming up the stairs.

My kids are a bit older now and it seems like the last couple of months it’s been happening again.

My son told me he was in his room about to sleep and shut his eyes when he heard a soft voice say to him “wake up”. It scared him, he came and asked me if we were talking to him and we said no. He didn’t want to sleep in his room that night.

I know this sounds crazy or not believable but it is, it’s all true. I didn’t want to tell anyone so I thought maybe I’d tell it here.”

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Burlington Ghosts: ‘It pulled her hair’

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Location: Burlington, Ontario, Canada

Ghost report from Taylor:

“My family and I moved into a large older home that is now considered a Burlington landmark. The house was at the top of a small hill off a main road. We had two very close neighbours. Now that you have some background, I can get into some of the creepy things that happened in that home. All of which is 100% true, believer or not.

My mom had always sent us to the stairs for a time-out as children. One time she had sent me to the stairs as she sat and waited for my dad to get home. The sun was setting and coming in from the back window behind her.

In front of her, she saw a shadow of a person walking and she yelled out to me, “Taylor are you still on the stairs? I didn’t say you could get up!” Of course, I didn’t get up. I was still on the stairs.

Creeped out, we eventually went outside and waited for my dad to get home. Once he got home we went over to the neighbours and my mom had described the person’s shadow that she saw, “A short elderly woman with perfect curls in her hair, very slouched.”

Our neighbours said, “Yep, that’s her”, and then proceeded to tell my parents about Carona, the woman who had passed away in that house.

In fact, she passed away in the same room my parents use and in her own bed which was in the same spot my parents’ had theirs in. This was the first sighting of her, but things only got worse from there on.

My mother was downstairs doing laundry a few days later when someone punched her in the back and pulled her hair so hard she swore some came out of her head. She ran outside and waited outside for my dad to get home again.

At this point, I don’t believe my dad was buying any of this. That was until the next morning when he woke up with a scratch on his body so long that it started beside his left ear and went all the way down his body into his pj pants. The next night the bed shook and lifted off the ground.

My older brother brought his girlfriend to the house for Christmas vacation and they stayed up all night together watching TV. Beside the couch we had our Christmas tree set up. Around midnight the Christmas balls started all flying off of the tree towards them. They were so freaked out they left the house and called us in the morning to tell us what happened.

I believe this was a few of the last things that happened until we were about to move.

My mom, my sister and I were packing in the living room and we heard a loud smash as if a glass bowl had been knocked off the kitchen counter. My mom asked me to go check if our cat was on the counter. So I did. As I walked into the kitchen I saw our cat, Tom, sitting outside on the window sill and nothing in the kitchen had broken. My mom finally yelled, “WE ARE LEAVING SO LEAVE US ALONE” and that was the end of the activity.

A few years later the house was up for sale and my father and sister went to go see the renovations and to re live some memories there. As he walked up to the door and met the realtor he said to her, “You know this place is haunted right?” Her eyes widened and she nodded.

Clearly, Carona is still up to her games even to this day.”

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