Real Ghost Stories For Relaxing Evenings (Encore)

That's kind. And he was like, oh, the shadow people are. Next to you. Welcome to tell me a ghost story. The Late Night call In 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, turn down the lights. Hey, my name is Cynthia Catherine k E. T r In and I'm I like your broadcast and I'm right to tell you my own ghost story. After high school. Graduating from my Speedway High School in nineteen seventy seven, my grandparents took me out on a trip to Hollywood, California. I got to see Jessney in Land and all the Pacific Ocean and all the interesting site and anyway. One evening, my grandparents and I were walking along the beach along the Pacific Ocean and we saw a strange but familiar finger approaches. It was a goes to Marilyn Monroe, and she was dressed in a long white evening gown, had beautiful blonde hair, looked as gorgeous as she ever did. And she was carrying white leather sandals and she was walking by. She was kind of drugged or something. When she had processed, she didn't seem to know who she was and where she was, and she said, can you help me? And my grandmother and I were both psyche and anyway, when she approached it, she asked us where she was and who she was, and I said, don't you know you're Marilyn Monroe. You died a couple of years back, And she acted like she didn't know what we were seeing. She I suddenly regained her composure, and she said that she wanted people to know that she didn't commit suicide, that somebody else did it for her. So she walked back down the beach accompanied by a man. Now we couldn't see him because he had his back face to us, but anyway, we couldn't see his face. So they disappeared into the sunset, and they left a long post princil on the beach. So if you want my story, my name is Cindy Catherine K. E. T RWN. Thank you for listening. Cindy, thanks for calling in again. I'm beginning to really love your story, so keep them coming. I've done some research and according to this article by the Hollywood Reporter, Marilyn Monroe has been spotted everywhere around Los Angeles, in her home where she died, sitting on a bench at the Hippodrome, on the Santa Monica Pier, and basically every lady's room from the El Capitan to the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel. So congratulations, Cindy, you found Los Angeles' version of the Holy Grail of ghosts. Next message. Hi, my name is Adam and I'm from Decatur, Illinois. I've been in the paranormal field for over twenty years now and I often get asked a lot of questions about my experiences. One question that comes up a lot is aren't you afraid something we'll attached to you follow you home? For years, I never really thought much about it until one night in the summer of twenty sixteen. It all started when my friend Jake and I decided to visit a well known haunted house in town. This place had a dark and unsettling past, with stories of murder, suicide, a major fire, and even the fact that was built on top of a Native American burial ground. We were there late one night prepping some materials for a ghost hunting workshop we had planned in the upcoming weeks. While we were there, we decided to try something new, using a black mirror for scrying. For those unfamiliar, black mirror is supposed to provide a soft focus for your eyes, helping your mind to calm down and wonder. Jake and I had never really used one before, so we thought why not give it a shot. I used the mirror for about twenty minutes, then Jake took his turn for another twenty minutes. The house was dark and eerily quiet as we sat in different rooms hoping experienced something, but nothing happened. Actually it felt kind of call me. Afterwards, we decided to call it night and head home. Jake and I lived about six minutes from the house, but in opposite directions, me to the north hend of the South, so we should arrive back home to our houses at about at the same time. It was around one am when I pulled into my driveway. As I got out of my car, was hit with this overwhelming feeling. The night was completely silent, no wind, no car sounds, nothing. It was strange, unsettling, quiet, I suddenly felt like someone was standing right behind me, watching me. As I slowly turned around, I looked there was no one there, and the silence was still eerie. Feel a little bit spooted. I decided to pick up the pace and unlock my front door, when suddenly my phone rang. Now I'm not much of a caller, more of a texture, so getting a call at one am was unusual, Well, it is unusual for about anyone. Actually it was Jake, Though I answered, I said, Hey, what's up. His first words were are you home? Which I did reply yes. I said why he said When he pulled up, he got out of his car, and as he shut his car door, he thought someone was watching him, staring at him near the tree that was behind him. He slowly walked up to his house and I said, oh really, what else? He says? Why is it so damn quiet? Out that moment, I realized I was alone in this experience. Something strange had happened, so I decided to hurry up and get inside. His old Jacob would call him back later in the morning. As I lay there in bed later, I couldn't stop thinking, was whatever it was still outside my house? Or had it returned to the creepy old house on the bureau ground. I guess that night I got my answer to the common question. Thanks for calling in, Adam. The answer you got was yes in big capital letters. Next caller, I'm a so. My name is Lisa. I'm an Ambiginal woman of the gomory Nison and I'm based on Quanta Maka Country or in the Bosbane area of Queensland in Australia. I love the podcast and I'd like to share a story with you. I was four years old and I remember waking up during the middle of the night feeling someone standing behind me in or near my bedroom, and I rolled over to see who it was, and I could see a tall man standing in the doorway of my bedroom, and all I remember is that he was tall, very skinny. I was wearing a hat. I couldn't see any detail of his face or his clothes. But as I stared at him, and he stared back at me, and I remember thinking to myself, what am I going to do to get to Mom and Dad? I would have to sneak around him or go through him. So I just rolled back over facing the wall, putting my back towards him. And whispered to myself, please go away, Please go away, Please go away. And just fell back to sleep. I never saw him again as an older child or an adult, but that incident plays on my mind all the time, so much so that I've now created my own scary Story podcast that will feature First Nation stories of paranormal and true horror, because I know that We've got a lot of stories amongst our people here in Australia, and he is the tall man that was at my daughter is actually the artwork for my podcast, so hopefully it's a journey to learn more about this tall man and maybe why he was there, and to connect with other Abaginal or Indigenous people in Australia and around the world with their stories of paranormal and true horror. Thank you Lisa for calling in. Be sure follow Lee Lisa at Propa Scary Podcast on Instagram to keep up to date with when her show premieres. I can't wait personally, I'm very excited, and that's proper p Ppa Scary Podcast. I'm Phil from Chattanooga. I'm a property manager. I managed empty, vacant and for closed properties and this story happened in Noble Georgia. I was given a work order to go to a town called Lafaette, Georgia, and Noble was on the way. So I called a young man after it helps me from time to time, and he was home from the Marine Corps. So I picked him up and he began to tell me a story about what happened to him the night before the accident. Before he was going to take a short cut from his house to his grandmother's house and he had to go through the woods, and he said he'd got to a certain point and he stopped and he felt like he was being watched, and then he turned around and there were the shadow figures in back of him. And as he turned around, as he turned back forward, there was some shadow figures there again. And he began to tell me he did a three sixty and they were all the way around him. And I asked him, I said, what part of the woods were you in? And he told me he said, you remember the old Prostate crematorium. Said yeah, he said, well that's that's in my backyard. He said, I was taking a shortcut and I was going through the old crematorium. And I said, why in the shell would you do that? Because everybody around here knows that the guy who owned that place was not cremating bodies. He was piling them up in a barn. He had over three hundred bodies that had not been cremated in his barn. And then when the FBI found out about it because of a neighbor's dog digging up a skull, the FBI, the GBI, state local, all of that. Police just blew up. That little town of Noble and they tore everything down, They drained the pond, they took all the bodies that they could to Atlanta to try and identify him. But the county and the state that nothing can be built on that property. So everything on there was torn down, like I said, And by now everything's grown up and it's dense freeze and scrub and privet. And he was taking a shortcut free there to get to his grandmother's house. And that's what he encountered on his work. You can fact check the crematorium. It was called pro State Crematorium, Noble, Georgia. The man who owned it name was Brent marsh. Pull it up and just take a look at the chaos that was going on there. Just imagine the family secret is there's three hundred rotting, decaying bodies hat in the barn. Take a look at it. Thank you, Phil from Chattanooga. I recommend listeners google the bizarre story of the Tri State Crematorium scandal. In total, three hundred and thirty four bodies were recovered, out of which only two hundred and twenty six have been identified. Either way, I'd tell your friend to take a long way to Grandma's house from now on. And so Cynthia catch her a head change here in I'm coming from Avon, Indiana. And anyway, here's another true old story from the nineteen eighties. One evening, we were at home in our living room watching the new color TV. Dad was so proud of that color TV. Suddenly the power went off in the house and the TV went off, and then my mom heard her growling, said we had four dogs at the time and forecasts, but they weren't doing anything. The dodge between frightened and ran out of the room, and my mom opened up the living room drinks, and much of her horror, we saw the legendary treat were called Dogman. He was the sweet told and he was completely black hair and he looked like an American wearwool, and he was crowning and snarling, and he was flapping the sliding glass door as if he was trying to break it. And Mom said to her check all the police. And Dad said, no, I have a better idea. He said, where horse are afraid of silver bowlins? Aren't they? Mom said, but we haven't got a gun, and we haven't got silver bullets. And Dad said, I've ran got something better. He ran into his bedroom, took out a silver coin chest and presented to the American world were world better known as dogmen. And it took one look at that and sled and howl and ran into the darkness. I hope you had to share my stories in their altering stories. So thank you for your time. Thank you, thank you Cindy. For your call. I've never heard of the dog man before, so I had to look him up. In folklore the Michigan dog Man, It was described as a seven foot tall, blue eyed or amber eyed, bi pedal canine like animal with a torso of a man and a fearsome howl that sounds like a human scream. In nineteen eighty seven, disc jock Steve Cook in Traverse City Michigan recorded a silly song titled The Legend about a dog Man, which he initially played as an April Fools joke. He based the song on myths and legends from around North America and had never actually heard about the Michigan dog Man at the time. He said he completely made up the song as a joke from his own imagination. But then Cook started receiving calls from listeners who said that they had encountered a similar creature, and over the years, Cook has received more than one hundred reports of real dog men sightings. Next caller, Hey, this is Handles from Long Island, New York, and I have a ghost story for you all today. This ghost story happened a few years ago in a hostel that I was staying at in Los Angeles. It took place over the course of three days. The first thing that I get to the hostel, first off, let me set the scene. It's a big room filled with bunk beds that could fit up to six to eight people. The first thing that I get there, I had a couple. Of roommates and everybody was very chill. You know. There were no signs of anything crazy going on. So it was just a nice space. And then like it was my first time. Staying at a hospital in Los Angeles, but already I had known of different hostels being haunted. So the second day, a couple of those room me sleeve and it's just me and another girl who stayed. There that night. When I come into the hospital at the end of the conference. Day, I showered, brushed my teeth, got ready for bed. And turned off to now the girl she was carolling on her. Phone, and then maybe an hour later, I hears really loud cackling, like she's giggling at her phone, but like really loudly and almost obnoxiously. Her head was near my feet where I heard this loud cackling noise, and I just try to begin to sleep it off, but she was just really loud, So I would say I gave it maybe fifteen minutes, and the. Cackling finally stopped, and then chose badly. I put the flash on my phone on, but her head was in the opposite direction where I don't explain this. It's essentially her feet were near my feet, so there was no way for her to have been laughing that loudly. Completely switched her position. Three sixty and be in a position that she was in now. So to me, that was a very creepy moment, almost impossible moment, but I shrug it off and went to sleep. The following night, so the girl had left, and now the room. Was full with about seven people all staying in the bunk beds. And I came in at the end of the night of the conference, and I showered, I brushed my teeth, went to sleep. And. I had been a sleep for maybe five or ten minutes when I woke up, and I want to say this was around one one thirty am. I just felt the entire room shaking. And then like shaking extremely hard, and everything in the room was shaking because it was an earthquake, and like I'm watching, like my body bounce on the bed, and like every everything in the room was shaking. So that lasted for about twenty seconds and then it stopped. And I said to myself, well, I mean in Los Angeles, you hear of earthquakes over here all the time. So I went back to sleep. The next morning, woke up, I went down to reception and I asked him, yeah, I think I asked for a towel, and I said, you know, just casually, hey, did everybody else feel that earthquake yesterday last night? And they looked they just looked at me with a blank stair, like what earthquake? And so then I looked online. I looked at geological you know, track just everything, and there was no earthquake that happened in that area or in Los Angeles that day. Now, I think either incident could be dismissed as on the currents right that the first currents could have. Been I don't know. Maybe maybe the girl just really. Did shift her entire body the opposite way after laughing really loudly on the phone, right, That could be plausible. The second one could be maybe I had dreamt that there was an earthquake. But to me, the fact that each of these incidents happened back to back, you know, night after night, to me just seems like a very supernatural phenomena happened at that hostel. Thank you Handel for calling him. People are always coming and going from hostels. You never know who or what could stay behind. Hi. I'm Christina, and this happened in Oakland, California. Well, growing up, my brother always said he saw shadow people. I mean he probably did, because what happened kind of proved that he did, and it was horrifying, So I might have been. I think it was eleven at the time. He was nine. My twin was with me. My daddy used to have this trailer in the back of the car shop that he brooked in so where we would hang out after school. And so we were there sitting around this table. Well, he was sitting on the where the bed is. It's a very small space, so he was sitting where the bed is and he was facing us at the little tiny table. My twin was on the couch part of this slide table and I was on the chairs from her. And he was like, oh, the shadow people are next to you, and so I said, oh, are they? Like mocking him, like are they here? And I was fake punching the area he was pointing out where these shadow people were supposedly, Hey, you know, I don't know. It was like very it was either behind me or next to me, but I was fake hitting this area. And then he was like, they don't like it when you do that, and I was like what, And suddenly my chair was pulled out from under me. I fell on my butt and I was not leaning back on the chair to like accidentally fall. All four you know, legs of the chair were solidly on the ground on the floor. And yeah, so like literally someone pulled the chair out from me sitting on it and it fell. And then he looks over at us again and he says, see, I told you they don't like it when you do that. I was like, oh, who said that? What are you talking about? And so we just got up and ran to my dad's office and tried telling him like what happened, and he was like, oh, you don't need to be scared of the nad, you need to. Be more scared of the living. And I was like, I am injured. My butt was injured in this and it was those shadow people, and so yeah, that is my one and only paranormal experience that directly happened to me. Christina is the host of his Spooky Tales, part of a Scary FM network. Go check out her show to give yourself a scare for Halloween. Hello Michelle, my name is Carla. I definitely have a ghost story, a love story, naternal love story, and I live this forever love ever since he left the physical, and I have everything on film, they can prove everything I'm saying. But I'm living with the love of my life the past. On in twenty twenty, and that's all I can tell you except that it's a gift. That keeps on giving. Thank you for letting me. Share right for now. Thank you Carla for your story, short but very sweet. Hi Michelle, this is Millie from Plain Illinoy. I am going to tell you one of my experiences that I had when I was eighteen. In Mexican culture, my grandma once told me about how if you it's similar to sleep paralysis. But my grandma used to say this phrase that the. Dead will get on top of you if you sleep at a certain position. And when I was eighteen, I don't know if it was just me dreaming or if that happened to me with what my grandma used to tell me, but it was like almost early morning. I remember it was something the weekend, so I was just like sleeping in and I remember I was like laying down on my stomach and just sleeping and I felt something heavy get on top And when I felt that, I try to, like I opened my eyes a little. Bit and I try to look back to see what that was and I. When I was looking back, it's like a dark something dark, like a dark shadow. And in my ear I heard this dark shadow just. Like growl, kind of like a growl kind of laugh, and it scared me. I like try to like move, but I couldn't. And it lasted were about like a few seconds and then it just went away. And that was something that really like scared me because the growl. I can bably just remember hearing the growl and the laugh. But yeah, that's one of the things that my grandma U should tell me that in Spanish just calls it. This will be your mortfl the that got. On top of you. Thank you Deny for calling it again and as we all know, Grandma, it's always right. That's all we have this week, folks. Do you have a ghost story? Call seven oh one four eight four two six six six. That's seven oh one four eight four two six six six or go to tell me a Ghoststory dot com and leave your story there. Thank you to all the callers who left messages this week, and as always, I'm your host, Michelle Newman signing off see you next week. It must have been it M