Indigenous Ghost Stories with Proppa Scary Podcast (Encore)

Let's go to find driving up this rockie steep wonder road and it's taking a long time. And then like just real clearly and loudly, I could hear this, what's centered like crowbri, you know, like people dancing, singing. I could just hear it so clearly. Welcome to Tell Me a Ghost Story, the late night Calling podcast where we delve into the world of the supernatural and explore the eerie and unexplained. I'm your host, Michelle Newman. This podcast features true stories from our callers that will send shivers down your spine and leave you questioning the existence of the afterlife. So grab a cozy blanket turned out on the light. Welcome to the proper scary podcast where we dive into the unknown the stories from First Nations people from Australia and beyond. I'm Lisa, I'll be your guide through the shadows. We're coming to you all the way from Australia and hosting this episode of Tell Me a Ghost Story. Let's get into it. My name was Say from Western Australia. I just want to jump on to share a yarn that happened to me and my brothers growing up. We've always been told that a spirit followed around the men in our family in each generation from when they were boys to when the spirit thought that they were men. I guess at the time, i'd always looked for logic, and I still kind of do this, but look for logical lessons from cultural yarns or spiritual yarns rather than being really scared about them and focusing on the paranormal side of it. But this one kind of changed my perspective. My brother and I had a room right across from each other, and my little brothers was sort of up the stairway and a little bit farther further away. But I guess from about thirteen fourteen, my brother would hear these taps in the window and there was a tree close enough for me to think, Okay, it's the tree, especially on windy days. I grew up in Espirans, eight hours south of Perth, can get pretty windy, and I. Just thought it's the trees. But he would message me sometimes when he got really scared and asked me to either come and sleep in his room or he would come and sleep in my room, and this would happen on and off. I guess growing up I was never really consistent until he started to get a bit older and was ready to move out and was going through you know, all the type of things that young men do and s facing new challenges. Yeah, right, as he, I guess, was coming. To the point where you go from a boy to being a bit older, a bit more mature. He was about to move out, and. It started to really ramp up. So get these tapping in the windows. We'd have uncles that would sleep over get really scared because they would stay in his room when he was away, and they would hear voices or hear people saying stuff like that, this is TAP's room, Tape is my brother's name, so they would say stuff like that. We were always thought that, you. Know, they're just trying to keep that tradition alive, especially now that my brother's older and was older at the time, and me and my little brother were still young. And then my brother eventually moved out and I wanted to take his room because it was bigger, and I was in there starting to move my stuff in there, and I was in there playing the PlayStation once and my little brother comes running down the stairs and running straight past the doorway. I saw him go passing into the laundry and then he turns back around and walks up to me and goes, hees, how long have you been sitting in here for? And I said, oh, you know what, I'm halfway through a game. And he says, well. Then who was standing at the doorway? And who did I chase. Into the launch? So I got really scared because I was like, oh, there was something watching me while I was while I was playing the game. And then I guess it all culminated him. Probably one of the scariest things I've ever experienced my life. That week, my brother had come back to stay for a couple of days. And he wanted his room back. When I stayed in my room, we heard my little brother scream at the top of his lungs in the middle of the night, and me and my brother came out of our rooms at the same time, ran upstairs. He wasn't in his room, so we got really scared. Runs up to our mum and dad's room, and my mum was already waiting for us, and she said, hang on, hanging, don't go in there, and my. Brother must have been in the room. My dad getting calmed down, and the next day, we asked him what had happened, and he said to us that he woke up in the middle of the night because he couldn't breathe, and when he did wake up, there was a hand that looked like a spider covering his face and his mouth and suffocating him. Then you know, that's when he screamed. My dad the next day had to an elder around smoke the house to talk to the to whatever was their language, tell him that we no longer wanted them around because they scared us and we can look after ourselves, and that that was the last that we ever were bothered by. But whatever that was, to this day, I still get really scared and it's completely changed my perspective on scenes. And yeah, I just thought i'd share that one because I was really really scary at the time. Thanks say, I don't know if I would have moved into my brother's room after what had happened in that, but I guess having a bigger room is always more important when you're a kid. And I bet your little brother didn't fight you over in either. Next message, Gas from northwestern New South Wales area, and I just wanted to talk about a story that happened to me when I was quite young and has stayed with me all my life. I've been told about Mian midlights and that basically just stay away from them us kids. You know, I get told these stories, but I don't know, you don't always necessarily believe it. But we were traveling then. Through the mountainy Bit towards the Gold Coast from western New South Wales. It was pitch black, dead night. I don't know why we left so late, maybe because it was so hot and night time it's nuss and cool, but there is a time when you could have more than three people on the back and not have to worry about police officers. And the front seat. My stepdad was driving, my mom's in the front, my brother's on the right side of the door. Then it's me, my little sister Shanet, and my stepsister Tashm. I' driving through the middle of the night. My brother's asleep a lot against the door, Our skirls are all just mucking around. My mom turns my stepdad and says, you know, pull the f over, Pull the f over. It's like we're in the mountain. There's no way we can pull over. I don't ef and care pull over, pull over, and as he started pulling over, a bright red mid midlight sits right underneath the review mirror, just floating there. We're all freaking out, and just as my stepdad starts to pull over, the door on my brother's side falls. Off, pleasing out the door and were pulling him in. And as soon as we get him pulled in, we've pulled over and the cars stopped. The midmin light's still there. We'll all look at that, this mid min light. As soon as I swear I blinked. It disappeared out towards the black nothingness of the mountains. We took a moment and we waited until the midmen light disappeared. Before I guess we started again and we had to put the door back on and use some. Some tape and stuff like that. And yeah, ever since then, my mom says, you don't follow mid mien lights. Well, I'm always believed it. Now, thanks for your story. Cast in the Kingbly of Western Australia, someone have actually believed that these lights are the spirits of elders. Larry kie Man from Darwin, Australia. Doctor Curtis Roman conducted research on the phenomena and was flooded with stories from people that had encountered these lights. He found that Indigenous people from the bush were not scared of the lights. I could not say that for people that resided in urban areas. Many reported the sightings had taken place near water, and many described the lights moving like a snake, which might link back to Indigenous Australians beliefs of the rainbow serpent. The old people were definitely looking after you all that night. Thanks cass. Hi. My name's Lisa. I'm from Gomray Nation and I want to share a yarm with you about the time I lived in the rainforest and a woman's spirit that lived in the community. As a young woman in my twenties, I moved with my boyfriend at the time deep in the rainforest. The community was only accessible by forward drive and the road was hilly, windy and bumpy. We lived in a tin shack pretty much opened to the elements, but we had everything we needed except for electricity, water, but we may do. Cooked on the fire every day, swam in the river. But we really didn't need too much to live in the bush. It was quite an amazing time to live up there, so We lived up there for a few months, and I'm not going to use the name of the place out of respect for the traditional owners from that place. The more I stayed there, the more I learned about country spirits, and the more I got to hear and even see. I feel when you're away from the distractions of the big city and you're in these quiet places in the bush, that you're open to other levels of being, you know, new levels of seeing. So I just wanted to share this story about one spirit woman who lived in that community. The stories were that this woman, non indigenous woman was murdered during the Australian. Gord Rush era. That was an era that was particularly violent. A few different. Versions of that story I heard, but one of them was that she was down the river washing clothes or bathing and was murdered at the river. Deafendra was a man, and so from then on in her spirit form she continues to act out revenge or torment men. There's also a waterfall on that country. There were stories about her pushing men off the waterfall that tried to cross the water fall again as an act of revenge because of the way that she had died. My boyfriend experienced her as well. One night he was outside kmucking around and she screamed in his ear, and that was an uncommon for the spirit woman to scream in men's ears and really frighten them. Get it here feeling just thinking about it and talking about it, because she's such a strong presence. And another I think back to a number of different incidences, I think that maybe I was being watched more than I knew, you know, that the river each day that I'd go down and always felt like you were being watched. And then walking you know, from one house to another. Sometimes on my own you'd be walking on the dirt road and you could hear the pebbles just seemed like super noisy, the amount of pebbles and stones that were flying up from my shoes, and when I turned around, you could still see them sort of rolling down the road, and it was almost like somebody was. Walking behind me, but no one was there. I was just mucking around down at our shaft there one morning, and I could hear one of the troopers, you know, to at the land cruises cruising up the road, and I looked up the top of the hill just to see it was because you know, there's not much going on, and yeah, on a radar, I want to see what everybody's doing. And I looked up at the top of the road. One of the other fellows that lived there. He was cruising on the trip you down to someone's house to do something, and there was a woman sitting in a passenger seat and I just remember her hair was long, blond hair just flying out the window, you know, like you headed half out the window and your hair's blown out while you were sitting in the car. And she sort of looked at me and giving a really nice, warm smile, and then you know, they passed by anyway, that person who was driving that car. Later on on their way back, they dropped into her camp and I was like, whing all this up in the car with you and me here's in the passenger seat, any what are you talking about? It was like that woman and everything. I was on my own and I was just spinning out because it's like seeing someone for real and then afterwards finding out that they weren't real, and just you know, questioning yourself and your mind and thinking, oh my god, I'm crazy because that looked like a real person to me. So yeah, that was a really crazy experience for me. And even still to today, I can still see the image of that woman, and so yeah, that was a bit of a spin out. When everything's so quiet and so still, it's almost like you're able to connect with so much more than you would in the busy cities where there's all those distractions. And yeah, there's one night we were driving home in the dark and driving up this rocky road. It was a long way till we got to our camp, but we're running late, so this meant that we were driving at nighttime. I had the windows down, some music playing, like driving up this rocky, steep, windy road and it's taken a long time, and then like just real clearly and loudly, I could hear this what sounded like crobber, you know, like people dancing singing. I could just hear it so clearly. And I remember saying to my boyfriend at the time, he who's in the bush over there? Like it, who would that be? Because I knew that nobody lived in that part, and he's like, yeah, no one, that's just the spirits. When it rained, because we lived in this shack, you know, had no windows, and that you could hear lots of mumbling talking, but no one else was there about us. We'll be laying in bed just listening to it. People standing next to your bed having a conversation, but you can't make out what they're saying, because I believe you know that it was the old people and the ancestor is talking in language. Boyfriend would say, that's because they love it when it rains. It's almost a party time and that's when them spirits come out and enjoy themselves. So that's why we could hear them. It was just such a special experience that I'll never forget, and I'll never forget the families that I was able to live with and thank them for the protections because I was a long way from home and I was a stranger to that country. The last story I'll tell you if the wet season was coming and we weren't prepared. We didn't have enough food or stores to make it through the wet season. So we made a decision to go back into town and just waded out and just packed up everything, packed up the car and took off, and we had to cross a couple of big rivers because by that time the rain had already started and the rivers were already starting to get pretty high. And I had like a toilet of four on a forward drive, and it was an old one, but it did the door. We had to cross. One river went through real good, and then the second river it was we started driving through and we had some family on the other side of the river had driven through it just before us, directing ours which. Way to go. And we got halfway through this massive river. That water's flying. It's right up to the side of the doors, nearly to the windows. I'm freaking out and I said, no, no, just keep coming, keep coming out. And then next minute the cardiff doors we're going to be swept down this river and the car that's it finished and then follows yelling out. Now I just started again, turn the ignition, turn the key one more time. The car was stored, turned the key. All of a sudden it just started up again, and then we're able to finish off driving through that river. And so I always had that feeling that being looked after by the ancestors or even you know, my own ancestors. You travel with me everywhere I go as well, because I felt like that was a near death experience. But it's so freaky that that car just stop and next minute to start I and. Get out of there. I'm so grateful for those experiences. Oh yeah, there's fall here from many Grada region and yeah, I just wanted to tell a story about event that happened ear here in the bush and yeah, we're at fishing one day, dropped off a few fellas clummeter down the road and went back to the every where we were sitting down with the fire and we were wondering if them guys wanted to get picked up. So we went back. Over there and. While we're driving, family saw people on the back of the truck. They were asking us when we got back, who was then people standing on the back of the truck, and we said there was no one, who's just the driver myself. Yeah, but people could see them standing on the back of the truck and yeah. So we're like shocked by that and didn't know what was going on. So later on that night there we packed up, started riding, went back to the A station where we was and strange events started happening. The car turned on by itself and the whole news beating. Yeah, no one was in the car, and yeah, there was the scariest night of my life. And yeah, I couldn't believe that this could occurred. They just didn't want to believe it, but there was something actually like an entity, and yeah, it scared the hell out of us. The next day I packed up and I said I got wed enough. I'm young. Ivan there but they later on and down. I think this thing followed me and sitting by myself, and I can hear like chepping in the window. So I decided to pray and everything was okay after that, and try to be brave for tend every light on the. House is very crazy. Yeah, there are things out there and it's a scary world. But I think if you feed it fear and things will happen. If a person that doesn't believe, then maybe nothing will. Happen because you're not feeding it. Yeah. Thanks, thanks for your story, Paul. I wonder if the spirits are trying to tell you something or just trying to catch a ride somewhere, whatever it was. I think the night your car started by itself, maybe the spirits had become impatient and they decided they were going to drive themselves to wherever it was they were going, but then they realized that nobody could drive, as in no one had a body anyway. Next message, and name's Tim here. I am my mob. My mob's from up armadaal Kempsey Way, gun Boundari tribe stories from country. Okay, So my particular story, I've got two versions of this story, well, one from up Armada away and one from down Newcastleway and will be called land. So up Armadah a few years back is going. Probably nearly fifteen years ago now, myself and a few friends were camping at Themeric Dam for his birthday, and late that night we decided to go for a walk around the dam and find somewhere to set up a little campfire and just chill out. And we come across a big boulder in the ground, so we decided to set up there and hang out. Fire was going, We're just chilling and it was probably getting close to one o'clock in the morning, and my mate fell asleep and it was just me and my other mate. I've been still awake, and I wanted to stay away because I didn't trust being out there and not being in a tent. So I was just like, yeah, right, let's let's stay awake, and I decided to keep myself awake by going for a bit of a walk down there, down the track a little more, and I got down I've probably got about two hundred meters or so away from where we were where we were set up, and I was I was looking in front of me, where it was getting a little bit dancer. The bush was getting a bit more close together and darker, and I was hesitated for a little bit, and then I heard a loud thud like something had fallen from a tree or something had jumped from a tree. And then as I looked in that direction, I couldn't see anything, and I heard laud large footsteps by pedal footsteps for sure, walking through the long grass towards me. You could hear it walking through the grass going. It was really weird. I was. I wasn't going to hang. Around to find out what that was, so I kind of just freaked out. I let out a loud profanity and took off and never went back down that way. It wasn't until a couple of years ago, now, probably just over two years ago now, I went back there and during the day and I was just like, well, this is this brings back a lot of memories and I had eyes in the back of my head that day. I was a little worried about what was going on around me at the time, but nothing nothing too crazy. But yeah, that was a that was my first sort of experience in the bush that it was a little bit strange. I mean I couldn't see it, but I could hear it. Whatever it was, it was large and it was walking towards me, and it was on two feet. Then quite the different type of story of a very similar we come across. We moved. We moved down here to Newcastle and been here for quite a number of years, and I went out to a place called Taraba in Newcastle, the suburb of Newcastle, Toralbah. There's a bit of bushland out there. We were moving out there to a house that was getting built. It was just me and my son, who was ten year old at the time. We went for a walk along this bush track. Now I had been up and down these bush tracks during COVID when you can go and do exercise, nothing out of the unordinary happen. It was this one day that changed changed the game. We went out there and we're just talking about the house and as we're walking along. We're coming up this hill and you could see the bushland to our left. There was a bit of a gully just down below, but it was good, good twenty meters from where we were walking. Anyway, We're walking along, just chatting and having any arn and you could hear what it sounded like, large blipedole footsteps in the bush beside us. My son he heard it and he goes, Dad, could you hear that? And I'm like, yeah, but. I can't see anything, so let's just keep walking. So we kept walking, and as we stopped and kept walking, he would do the exact same. It was mimicking out footsteps. It was very loud, and at that point I decided to look to my left and I had seen this very large, gray, hairy figure walking through the trees. And my first thought at time, I tried to rationalize it. I thought maybe it was a kangaroo, considering the gray hair and gray fur or whatever you wanted to call it. But that that kangaroo that I was trying to rationalize it to didn't bounce away, didn't make itself noticeable, and I was like, okay, and I thought of maybe it was a person. In a gray T shirt. But it wasn't that. And this thing, mind you, this thing was huge. It was probably like seven foot to eight foot tour the shoulder. It was like I was looking at the back of this thing shoulders, the shoulders were like broad was at least a meter and a half to two meters in width if I could still. That's probably the closest thing I could say. It was about, you know, twenty meters away from where we were, and this thing had walked behind two gum trees and took a foot, took a step outside on one side, the other on the gum tree, and just vanished into thin air. I was dumbfounded to know what I just seen where it could have gone. My son was freaking out. He wanted to go home and he. Show the toilet. But yeah, I was me being me, you know, growing up in a family, an Aboriginal family in Australia, talking about all these ghost stories and all these stories about big football on a big foot, a hairy man, but our version of bigfoot here in Australia yaowie. And I've always believed, but never have I ever thought I'd come across one or see one. So here we were this day, had seen something that matches the description, matches all the stories and the actions, and it was just crazy to think that I had seen something like that just fanish, like something so big, just finish into thin air and there was that was at this point I was like, yoh, I better go up and find out where this thing, this thing went and how it just disappeared in the thin air. And my son was like, can we go now? I was no, no, no, I'll want to find out what the goal is that I was pretty brave, but Mabe may I'm a you know, parently investigate and I've always been interested in stuff like this, so I was just sort of trying to figure out what I'd just see. And this was a broad daylight, my idear, this was like midday, and anyway, we went out to this tree where it disappeared, and I looked around, looked up, looked everywhere, tried to look for tracks. So it was nothing. Something so big and so loud while it was walking didn't leave a mark in the ground. So I hear stories all the time about them being possibly fifth dimensional beans and just you know, coming and going when they please, or maybe even like camouflage. But if that was, if that thing was still around and still still hanging around, it would have been right there, right next to where I was looking at this tree for it. But yeah, it was very strange, to say the least. But yeah, like I said, this thing, it was huge, it was very noticeable, it was very loud. It wasn't very scary, but yeah, whatever it was, it was letting us know that that it was there. But it wasn't. It wasn't at all trying to harm us or scare us away. It was just walking along like we were. And yeah, I just found it funny that at first I tried to try to hide itself away behind our footsteps. And I've had now come to know that a few other stories that I've listened to that they do that. It's like a it's not like a stalk, but it's like I can't remember the name for it, but they try and you know, hide themselves behind your footsteps. But even though they've excepts are massively loud compared to ours. I even tried to debunk it as much as possible. I got one of my cousins to walk up through there, and he was a pretty pretty tall boy at the time, he was pretty solid as well, and retarding to walk up into that spot where I've seen it, and I stood in the same spot where I saw it the first time, and no comparison whatsoever. I couldn't could barely. Hear him walking through the bush and when I seen him, he wasn't as big as this thing was. So yeah, quite the interesting story. That's pretty much it. Be interested in anything, head over to our war Haunted TikTok. Glad to be on the podcast and thank you all for listening. Wow, thanks Tim, that's a proper scary on. I was actually reading that the Woodigan National Park in New South Wales, which is not far from where you had you encounter, is actually a hot spot for yowie sidings and lots of people have reported some encounters with some like eight foot tall hairy creature and some even saying that they were stalked and taste through bushland similar to you. So yeah, that's pretty wild stuff. I hope you've enjoyed listening to the stories from our podcast, and a big thank you to Michelle for inviting us to host this episode. I'll tell me a ghost story. We'd love to hear from indigenous people from around the world. If you're listening to this podcast and you want to connect, you can email me on Proper Scary Podcast at gmail dot com, or connect with us and TikTok Proper dot Scary dot pod. Hope to hear from you soon. Find the Proper Scary Podcast wherever you get your podcasts again thanks to Michelle. We're so happy to be involved with the podcast, and until next time. Stay out of the shows. 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