A real incident with ghost(2)

The year was 1993 my mother and father had just moved into a new house in a small town called Anna Nagar, her oldest child was 3 years old and she just had a son. it was getting towards evening when they were moving in and as they were moving in they noticed the neighbors who lived about 100 yards in a big house, they had all the lights on, and children were playing outside. My uncle who was helping my parents move, noticed the children and said to my mom, "it looks like your going to have some noisy neighbors." Later that night after he left, my mother and father went to bed, about two in the morning my mother got up to change her babys diaper and she heard noises from outside when she looked out the window she seen that the children across the street were still outside, laughing and running around playing. She watched for awhile and went back to bed, she told my dad "honey those children are still up, this late " my dad replied "their parents are probably having a party "

My mother let it go at that and fell asleep. The next day my father went to work but before he left he asked my mom to go to the landlords and get a reciept for the rent, their landlord lived a couple of blocks so my mom got her babys ready and walked to the landlords house, when she got there the lady told her to come in and have some lemonade,she asked "so how do you like the place? " my mom told her she liked it alot but she said that her neighbors were kind of loud and that they were up very late. The lady replied "mrs. Raja, let me tell you a sad story, those neighbors you seen were not real, and your not the only ones who seen them, most new residents here do, you see, there was a family who lived ther years ago, a man and his wife and their children but his wife left him and took off with a truck driver, she also left him with all their children. Soon after he became a drunk, One night he came home from the bar and they say he passed out with a cigarette and burned the whole house down, along with his children." My mom could not believe it ! She waited untill my dad got home from work and told him the story, later that day they walked over to the place where they thought was their neighbors and sure enough, there was nothing but a old foundation and old burnt bedsprings. Later when they told my uncle he too, could not believe it, because he also seen them. This is a true ghost story told to me by my mom years ago, I hope you like it.

An real incident with ghost!!!

Back in 1995 or 1998. I was a high school student. I was into heavily playing wargames and chess and was friends with a guy who ran a chess studio and also liked wargames. I’ll call him John because that was his name. At the time this particular incident happened, the chess studio was on the third floor of an old wooden building. John had told me that the studio was haunted, that he’d heard footsteps on the stairs, and, my memory is shaky here, but I think he mentioned having felt a presence at times. Nothing really scary, at least he seemed comfortable with it, but he'd sensed enough that he really believed it.

Anyway, we had wrapped up our wargame for the night, which I believe he had won (he usually did). We'd gone down the stairs and had just exiting the building when we both heard someone was whistling "This Old Man". This was not some unearthly sound, nor was it weak and far away. It was good, loud strong whistling. Although it would have been unlike him to pull a trick to freak me out, I watched his lips. It wasn’t him. It was nighttime and raining out, but there was plenty of light from streetlights to see by and there was no one about. It must have been 10:30 or 11:30 in the evening and this town was dead by then if you’ll pardon the pun. He mentioned the ghost and I asked him "Why "Whistle Man"?" (I had the name of the tune wrong, but hey, I was a little rattled.) He said he didn’t know. By this time we were by his car, the whistling was continuing, and it was CLOSE and no one in sight! And he had spoken while we heard the whistling, I had still suspected a trick and had watched him speak feeling sure that the whistling would stop when he answered me.

The whistling stopped as we both looked around to see if we could see anyone. He went back up the stairs to see if there was someone hiding inside and I went around the closest corner of the building. Neither of us saw anyone or found anything. That was it, end of the show. John drove me home and now that it was all over I found my legs were shaking.

It could still have been someone playing a joke. Although someone laying for us in the rain late at night seems kind of loony, people can be strange at times, and we didn’t check the roof, for example. But it was loud and so close sounding I don’t know where anyone could have hidden. I did ask him a few years later if he remembered this and if he had perchance pulled a fast one on me somehow. I figured if he denied it had happened I would have known I’d misremembered somehow or maybe dreamed it, and he was a good enough friend to have felt comfortable revealing any trickery knowing I would have enjoyed knowing how it was done. He remembered the incident and no he hadn’t fooled me.

It wasn't really that I mistrusted him , by the way, trickery would have been very unlike him. I just believe in ruling out any other explaination before I resort to saying I saw or, in this case, heard a ghost.

The building is still there (I checked a couple of months ago). Someday I want to interview the current occupants to see if anything strange has happened to them, but I’m not sure how to go about it. Most people just are not going to open up about things like that. I would appreciate suggestions on that.