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The
Holiday Ghost
My fiancé Aaron has a pre-WWII home, and the ghost of the man that lived there
originally haunts his house and the house of the neighbors every year between
Thanksgiving and New Year. My "freaky phone call" happened at
Christmas, so I think it was that ghost. One day, I called Aaron. He answered
his cell phone; it was definitely his voice and he called me by my pet name. He
has a unique voice, so I knew it was him. But the call was faint and it just
disappeared. I hit redial, and since I assumed he was there for it or he picked
up the first time, I kept redialing over and over without a pickup. Later, he
called me and wondered why the heck I called 30 times. I explained that I was
just talking to him on his cell phone, that the call disappeared and I was
trying to get a hold of him again. That is when he told me he was out all day
and did not have his cell phone with him! He had left it behind to
recharge. So who was I talking to? Was it the house's holiday ghost playing
games? - Heidi
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Little Girl Lost
I recall an incident that happened 20 years ago to my mother. She decided to
have a phone installed in her home as she was a diabetic and wanted to be able
to be in close contact with me. A day or two after having her phone installed,
she started receiving very weird phone calls. She got these calls at night, in
the afternoon and in the morning; sometimes she would get these calls four to
five times a day. The calls were from a little girl who mom said sounded like
she was about four or five years old. The phone would ring, mom would answer it
and the little girl would say, "Mamma! Mamma! I want my mamma!" My mom
would try to ask her questions, but all the little girl would say was,
"Mamma! Mamma! I want my mamma!" This went on for a week, and it
freaked my mom out so bad that she had her phone disconnected and never had a
phone after that. - Loretta R.
An
Extra Goodnight
Two or three years ago, I was on the phone late night with my boyfriend. He had
been out of town, so we were catching up on things. It began as a late call and
finally we decided to go to bed around 3 or 4 a.m. It was like, "Well, I
can hardly stay awake. I think I am gonna go to bed... What do you think,
Larry?" He agreed so we said our "I love you's" and said
goodnight when at the same time, a creepy voice of a man said, "Okay,
goodnight." There was a funny click sound and then silence. We both were
startled, to say the least. No one else was home at either of our places, so it
wasn't a family member playing a joke or anything. It could have been something
to do with the cordless phones, but I have this feeling that is not the answer.
It is so weird to think that whoever or whatever that was, that they were
listening in on the whole conversation. To this day we are both completely
baffled about the whole experience. - Rachel
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| All of a sudden, my grandson got up, went into the dining room, picked up the phone and started carrying on a conversation: "Yes... I will... I am... Okay... Uh-huh..." | |
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Uncle Jason Calls
My son Jason died in July, 1994 at a Pink Floyd concert at RFK stadium. He
adored his nephew (my grandson), who at the time was 21 months old. We were all
sitting around my mother's house a few days after Jason died (he grew up in that
house), and weren't talking about him or anything, just sitting around. All of a
sudden, my grandson got up, went into the dining room, picked up the phone and
started carrying on a conversation: "Yes... I will... I am... Okay...
Uh-huh..." Mom asked who he was talking to. He looked at her like she
should know and answered, "Uncle Jason" very matter-of-factly, and
handed her the phone. She held the receiver to her ear and there was just dead
air, no dial tone and no operator telling her to hang up and call later or
anything.
Recently, my grandson, now nine, was on the computer when all of a sudden the words "Wish You Were Here" came on the screen and repeated all the way across and down the screen. It really freaked out my daughter. When my daughter is feeling lonely or upset, she can drive down the road and say, "Jason, I miss you" or that she wants a sign that he is with her... and on the radio will come Pink Floyd or certain Eric Clapton songs that she can relate to Jason. On another occasion, my grandson was sitting up in bed talking to Uncle Jason and telling us things about Jason's childhood he had no way of knowing. - Connie
A Call and Other Antics from Noel
Several years back in college, we were doing a play. I believe the name of the
play was "Dream Play" and it involved angels, the paranormal and such.
The college theatre is located at Washington College on Maryland's eastern
shore. Many paranormal activities are centered in this theatre. It was rumored
that while the theatre was being built, a homeless man took shelter one night in
the basement and died from exposure. We affectionately called him Noel after
Noel Coward, the playwright. One day at about noon, on the first day of
constructing the set, we decided to get some lunch. We went to the department
head's office to order pizza. There were about five of us. The whole time we
were in the office, the phone kept ringing. When we would pick it up, there was
only static on the other end. Annoyed at this, we finally took the phone off the
hook. At that point, the other phone in the professor's office next door started
ringing. We were all a little freaked out as we have all had paranormal
experiences in the building. A friend and I decided to do some investigation
work. Being theatre techies, we knew the place inside and out, and we knew where
the phone lines come into the building and where the main bus is. We headed for
the main bus upstairs in one of the lofts. The loft is nothing more then a
hallway of sorts that runs the length of the theatre from the stage to the
lighting booth above and to the left of the audience seating. We use this area
for storing props, and the dimmers used to be located there. We entered the
dimmer room and looked down this hallway. Seeing nothing, we proceeded with
flashlights in hand to the phones' main bus for the building. Everything looked
to be in order. At the moment we decided everything was fine, the door to the
dimmer room shut with a bang and three lights on the cat walk above us blew out
in order. We almost killed each other getting out of there, down the stairs and
out of the building. The other three people in the office saw us run by and came
to ask what was wrong. We sat outside and waited for the pizza guy, ate and left
as none of us wanted to go back inside and work after we related our story. Some
could say yes it's a drafty old building that caused the door to slam shut. Yes,
it's an old theatre built in the early sixties with a faulty electrical system
in bad need of repair, but if you ask any drama major at Washington College
about Noel, they'll tell you differently. - Tony S. 
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