Year 2006
Michael Parrish
In the early 1980's in dallas, texas...I had to walk home from a party late one night. The home I was at was about a block from the coombs creek train trestle. I had no problems or worries walking around oak cliff at night, but when I got to that bridge every hair on my body stood up and I got the creepiest feeling that something, not someone, was waiting for me on the other side of the bridge. I considered climbing the hill and walking the tracks to the next main road and cutting back over to my street, but that was a long way to go...so I nutted up, looked straight down and started walking. The closer I got the worse the feeling got....It was like someone was watching me and waiting for the chance to pounce. It was the worst directly under the bridge (to this day I feel that if I would have looked to the right I would have seen her...But I knew nothing about the ghost legend at that time). When I finally passed under the trestle and got about 20 feet away from it, I heard a eerie sounding bell ring...BAAHHRRINNNGGG....BAAHHRRINNNGGG..., I looked back over my shoulder expecting to see a red light blinking on a railroad phone box or something, but saw nothing.The further away I got, the better I felt, and soon it was forgotten....till about one year ago..(2005)while doing security at a local Dallas hotel, I got into a conversation with a guest about the paranormal and they asked me if I had ever heard of the ghost of the little girl on coombs creek. I said no and she went on to tell me that a little girl had been killed by a train while riding her bike and she could be seen riding her bike on the trestle...and could be heard RINGING HER BELL!
The same chill I felt in the early 1980's once again became my spine. I plan on going back soon to see if I can experience her again, and maybe help her move on. I've written a song about her in memory of her. be at peace sweety.
paul branner
Greetings, I hope all is well.
I know I'm not going crazy but I have been seeing shadows since my second knee surgery(3/16).
When I focus on any surface, in any room, I see shadows move. It looks more like impressions of people. This happens day or night. It seems here, where I live, there is more activity. When I go to other places, like the doctors office, there is less activity. At first, I thought it was the medication I was taken. Sure it did heightend my awareness but now that is not the case. I know I'm not losing it.
Robert Woodard
IT all started about a month ago, at first it was just strang noises the garage door opening and closeing, the feeling of some one eighter standing over you or passing by you when there was clearly no one else around. And then this; one day while me and my wife was setting our web cam to monitor our home while we was going to be at work something happen i once again felt that some one was near me , but i knew that no one was close to me so i thought nothing of it; at least not untill i viewed the test take on my monitor. It was clearly a ghost that was caught on camera. I have sence slowed my camera speed down and it is a clearly a male. I have tried to print the image but has failed each time.
Kelly Wimberly
My name is Radarr, I have lived with spirits as far back as I can remember. We have some with us even today. I have captured many photo's of what some call spirits in orb form, supercharged orbs, ecto and others, just around my home. I also have what may be a vortex in my livingroom. I have what is called sliders, "Street Light phenomenom. I think it is an accute form of kenisis. This kills batteries, cell phones, watchs and many other things. It can be resourceful but I'm not sure how since there isn't a big dammand for battery killers here. I have a veriety of unique gifts don't use any more. I started a new forum on my poetry web site for ghost hunters to come and share their work. We have photo galleries to use as well. I started all of this looking for answers as to why I live this life. Never is there an answer. IT was just meant to be. Anyway, BB/MM to all.
William
I grew up in Baytown, Texas. the neighborhood i lived in was built on an old farm. Which is where i believe the activity came from. wehn i was living in that hous fro mthe ages of 6-9 is when the activity happened. The first thing i saw was on an early Saturday morning when i was 6. I was in my bedroom playing video games when i thought i saw my dog coming into my room when i went to look at my dog i saw a strage mist that looked simlar to a German sheapard(my dog was a mutt)it walked by me and int omy closet. that was the only time i saw that figure. The only other event that happend was that pictures frames would be found broken, after ww would come back from a adinner or a trip. Some time after I turned 9 it all stopped.
Clarissa
I know my house has spirits in it, I have seen a little girl, my son has seen a man and just the other night my daughter seen a lady with long bloned hair standing behind me. I don't know why they are here, I really don't care they don't bother us well they do hide my self, sometimes when we are sleeping they touch us or play with my hair, the thing I want to know is why do white and pink tulips just show up over night, and some kind of red flower always appears in the back yard. Are there people buried here?
Veronica Smith
I got all my stuff drug into Room #401 at the three year old Fairfield Inn and I went to use the bathroom and it felt like something was pushing me into the wall. So then, I just stood there for a few seconds to see what I could sense and my internal "ghost-o-meter" started going off. The way it effects me, my legs get wobbly, then I start getting nauseated, and then, my skin gets prickly. (I discovered this God-givien gift recently). So, then I KNEW there was a spirit in the room with me!
I got my tackle box that I keep all my toiletries in and purposely put it (it was closed and latched) on the bathroom counter and thought to myself "Let me see if this spirit is going to jack with me..." Then I went out to eat some dinner. I was gone around an hour or so. When I came back, I looked in the bathroom and the tackle box was WIDE OPEN. I was on the phone and my friend heard me freak out! I mean...it scared me! So she said "get a differant room!" So I went to the front desk downstairs and asked for a differant room and I told them that there is a spirit in that room! They were very accomodating and gave me a room on a differant floor on the opposite side of the hotel. When I went back to get my stuff...the spirit has then jacked around with the drapes! It pulled some of them off the hooks. I'm telling you...it wasn't like that when I left! That was further evidence of a presence.
Once I got moved into the new room, I went back and stood at the door and whispered to that spirit "you're dead, you need to go to the LIGHT" and said a prayer for that spirit to be taken to the light by the angels. I felt something inside of my chest like I usually do when I say that prayer...but I don't know if the spirit went or not. I wish I could have gone back in to see if it was still there or not.
The thing is, I felt something very odd on the entire fourth floor. Something just felt wrong up there. The first time I got off the elevator, I felt it and my logical mind was trying to figure it out. So...it makes me wonder if there is more spirit activity going on there. I guess I'll never know.
stephen mendoza
Until about a year ago I lived in the Heights Area. I grew up in a the eighties. Supposably a man killed him self in the garage. Till this day you hear things in the night. One night (I was about 17) I heard what sounded like a bowling ball roll across the floor. My parents had bowling balls but they were secured in their bags. And no one lived upstairs we just used it as storage. The people before us in the 70`s turned the attic to a bedroom for their 2 boys. One of them was playing with matches and cought the attic on fire. One was killed the other was burned badly till this day he wears a mask on his face.
Deidre
Last night, my friend's friend told me about this bridge out in Roanoke that, back in the 50s, a man hung his wife and daugter from so they wouldn't have to suffer since they had no money.My friends and I went last night and the guy we were with saw the little girl playing in the creek. The mother is said to haunt the little wooded area that is around the creek and has no face.We drove off the bridge and went into an unfinihshed duplex area. When we exited, my frind told me to turn around and look for headlights.I turned and saw some far off coming up the road. We went over the hill and came up again but when I looked, the headlights were gone. 
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