Hmong Ghost Stories

[saki saki]

Wow.
What happen here, no one's telling any ghost stories. I'm a running out of stories to say here.LOL

[saki saki]

Funny I got some more to tell you guys..

So this happened at my old place in Mt. Airy. Before we moved out and bought a house.
Remember that the house had 4 rooms, 3 up stairs and 1 down stairs.

So when I was young I had my 1st encounter in that down stairs room, which would turn out to be my bedroom. Till I was like old LOL.
I didn't what to sleep in there for a long term, so when my grandma and cousin moved out to Wisconsin to live with my uncle. I moved all my stuff up stair. So after a couple of nights I had this encounter. I was sleeping and for some reason my bed felt like there were a bunch of kids jumping up and down, which I was piss but for some reason I couldn't open my eyes. I'm glad that I didn't open my eyes. So that morning I woke up and was piss and I started jumping up and down on my bed and was cuss 'n. Then I heard a snap, I broke my bed, the wooden beam. LOL. That day I moved all my stuff back downstairs. Well my other sis saw that I moved out and took the chance to have her own room.

Now I don't know when this happen but when she was sleeping in there, one night she awoke for some reason and saw a little white figure hanging on the door knob. She got scared and pulled the blanket over her hear and she moved out that room the next day. LOL

I'm going backwards here, my 1st encounter in the room down stair went like this. No one sleeps in that room yet, and my mom had no place for her plants. So she placed in there, that night I went to pick up this radio, it's the old, old style. It's a big boxes radio, if you know the one with the cesst/ 8 track and record player, and you have wires in put/out put with speakers. anyways that night I was coming down the hill I heard what I thought a scream running down the hill. It ran right pass me from left ear to the right. i thought that was strange, but I was too happy to even care what it was. Cause now I have my own radio.LOL.

Anyways I placed the radio in that room. That morning I went in to play with it, some how I felt like someone was in there with me. So I had this slightly up so I can put the wire into the in put and out put box, All of a sudden the pulse button was press down. I was looking at it and said to myself. (My hair just stood up there for a second). "W T Hell was that, and did I just see what I just saw". Then it un-pulsed and then pulse again. By this time I felt all my hairs in my body was standing up.
This can't be!! no one but myself is in this room, how could this button move without me touching it. Then I put the radio down and walk out of that room and closed the door behind me. Then I brush it off and went outside to go play.LOl

That place that I lived is truly hunted, I never knew that there was so much explainable things that happened there. But I'll get to it some other time.
I can't tell it all in one shot. I'll truly run out of stories to write down here. LOL

[bossymum]

About the missing tooth thing when the Zaj takes the soul, my professor says that it only happens in Laos/Thailand, he says in the U.S. he havent heard of any case with the missing tooth thingy yet.

@Pure-Noob: im not so sure about catching these cats and killing them..im just not that evil, unless it really does attack my child then i'll have to beat the fkkkk out of it! lol. and about the hmong guy who caught a cat and put it inside his dog cage so the dog can tear it up, why did he do that?

@Gawmp: i agree with you about cats being a bad omen or evil spirits in the form of a feline. That's why all the stuff my parents used to warn us about cats or not letting us play with cats all make sense now.

@cuute: im so sorry about ur miscarriage, the cats that were surrounding your child is a chilling image.

[thehotone]

gawmp..these cats started coming around when our new neighbors moved in next door and would leave trash out in the yard.  dirty me-kas!    some of them have tags so I know it's the neighborhood's cats.

[LadyThao]

hey! don't talk about coon rapids dam! i happen to frequent that place a lot so if you can refrain from sharing anymore ghost stories of that place, that'd be great!  jk! hehehehe

but on a more serious note though, there's a part of coon rapids dam that i get scared of going through. it happened a couple of years ago. if you know the trail that leads to hwy 610 then you  might know what i'm talking about. well, there was four of us. my sister, nephew and one of my friends. we were walking the trail towards the highway. it was already bad enough that we were talking about the supernatural but once we kind of got towards the end of the picnic tables, i started to get a bad feeling of going forward. the nephew that was with me, he's super sensitive to the supernatural side and even he didn't want to go. we ended up sitting at the picnic table just talking about ghosts. even now when i approach that area of the trails, i get anxious and scared. i just turn and walk back. who knows what's at the other end of the trails.

[saki saki]

Lady Thao,
I got a few trail story, 1 involved me and the other was what I heard from someone.

1st one I don't know if you are familiar with the McDonald homes by Jackson St. So there is this pond that little kids always go into. It was said that, that wooded area was hunted. Right across from the homes on Jackson St. I heard a lot of stories surrounding that little wooded area. If I'm correct there were a bunch of little kids who went there to catch frogs or something and one of the kids drowned in that pond. That was a long, long time ago I forgot how long. Anyways that little wooded area has been transformed into a trail with some houses. OG's say that they have seen Zaj in that pond. So many years past I happen to drive by there and remembered the little kid who drowned there and I was looking for some action, I wanted to see this pond for myself, cause I've never venture out there ever. I parked my car in the parking lot and crossed the street. I saw a lot of new building, but man as soon as I walked onto the trail, my hair stood up. And I was feeling the ji bees. But I walked out there anyway, about 1/3 ways out there. My feet didn't want to move anymore. I just stood there looking at the area. At the same time something was telling me not to go any further so I turn back and I've never been out there ever since.LOL. I never made it to that pond ppl talk so much of back then.

[saki saki]

2nd story,
It's a little choppy, but if some one who heard this story with better detail. Do correct me please.

So some hmong kids was walking on this trail, I think it was the same trail but a lot further and that spot was close to a bridge. It goes like this, these kids were on the trail BS ing and all of a sudden they started smelling this rotten stench. So they walked further and they saw a dead body just off the trail. The kids all ran off pissing in their pants. They all ran home and told their OG's and they went out there to see for themselves. According to what I heard was like some hmong kids went and did something very bad. And the other 2 shot and killed the 3rd one and left his body there. (I don't know if that was a fake story to cover up the truth). But it was all over the news paper and on T.V. about a body that was found.
LOL.

Lady Thao I think, you'll think twice about walking on trail from now on. ha ha ha

[saki saki]

I lost track on how many ghost stories I've wrote on here. LOL
If someone knows this better please correct me.

I don't know if you know this story. back when the OG's hubby would be killing his wife for duck other men. There are so many but I only remember this one. it happened on the West Side on concord. So this OG hubby killed his wife for cheating on him. and he was running from the law. This Og went missing for a couple of days, and the Po Po s didn't have any leads to his were about. All the relatives were looking for him. So one day some white ppl was walking on this trail.
(I don't know where this trail is). But there was a rotten smell in the air. And when the white ppl look up they saw a hmong dude hanging from the tree. So the Po po was called and they found out that, the person was the same dude that they were looking for. I'm pretty sure that, that place is now hunted. Anyways back then I would hear or read about them OG killing each others. I was scare cause there were so many of them. It was like almost 1 a week.

Sorry if I made your trail adventure ever better. LOL

[Pure-Noob]

Back in the 90s there was this Crazy Hmong husband who killed his Wife. Then he came home and cooked for all his kids and told them all to eat very full because they are gonna go back to the homeland. Well after they ate, he started killing off all his kids either with knife or gun, i forgot. One of his son was quick and went to lock himself in the restroom where he crawled out the window to the back yard and survived. And the dad killed himself after he killed his family. damm i feel so F'N sorry for that boy, his whole family is dead. 

[Havocrazy]

From NC, there's a Hmong dude who killed his wife in front of a Barnes & Noble store. I know that dude too, he's very traditional and always at weddings and funerals helping out when can. Stories and rumors exaggerated gossip through town that when he's out doing his good deeds his wife is doing something totally opposite indeed. Words get around from honesty people whom seeing her with other guys, so one night he decided to lied to her that he's heading out to help at a local funeral all night 'till dawn do him part but instead he sit and wait in his car a block or two near his house to see what happened when he's not home. Minutes later he saw his wife pulled out from the drive way and he follow her all the way to a small store plaza where he watched her get out of her car, walked towards Barnes & Noble's entrance hug and kiss  a guy that was standing there waiting. With enraging urges  :knuppel2:he rushes recklessly out from his hideout in his vehicle and pulled his 9mm and cock it and yelled "What's up haha?, what you bang?, why you banging . . . other guys?" and than BANG! BANG! BANG! he shot his wife in between the legs is what I was told and the other guy was shot twice in the stomach. Moments later pigs  show up and a shot out get involved with him dead. The saddest part was that his wife and the other guy survived the hardcore ordeal.

He was a cock fighter too and love fighting his cock with other guy's back when he was still alive, although I rarely see him at most cock game I attended I heard he has a very nice big and beautiful black cock that every other guys who also loved cock fighting wanted it. When he pass, all argued about who get to have his cock and it ended up being his best cock fighting partner. Well, one night he came inside somebody in their dream and asked for where his cock is, they told him that his best cock fighting partner has it. Than the next night I came inside I mean he came inside his best cock fighting partner's nightmare  and said that he want to take his cock with him and that that's that. Morning came and his best cock fighting partner went out to the coop to check up on the cock and it was dead, it's looked like someone choke it to death, the feather on it's neck was all messing and some was missing, looked like they stroke it to death instead, it's face was all blue and puffy. This is a true story, poor rooster.

[Havocrazy]

The killing of cats, I thought I posted a story about it in here before but I guess some people just don't remember what they've read. Well, here we go again but this time I'll make it short. Back in Cali' North Side Sac' Town, H N S. There's this one lady that had a really retarded son of a, anyway the boy is always sleeping during the day time and up at night speed humping pots and pans like Viagra on Viagra. She met up with a shaman and asked him for why she has this weird child, the shaman looked into it (you know, however he does it? . . . however he does it . . .) and told her that it's because when she was a little kid herself she'd brutally torture a black cat back at the homeland of Laos and that's why her life is a living chaos. The kitty didn't die after she'd poked a stick from it's donkey hole through it's mouth and hung it on a tree near her parent's garden house, it just disappear. It went straight up into the air into heaven's ER and request to reincarnate as her son to retaliate but not to pull a 187. Nothing he can do to help, she's just gotta' live it through this life. 

[BoredatWork]

I lost track on how many ghost stories I've wrote on here. LOL
If someone knows this better please correct me.

I don't know if you know this story. back when the OG's hubby would be killing his wife for duck other men. There are so many but I only remember this one. it happened on the West Side on concord. So this OG hubby killed his wife for cheating on him. and he was running from the law. This Og went missing for a couple of days, and the Po Po s didn't have any leads to his were about. All the relatives were looking for him. So one day some white ppl was walking on this trail.
(I don't know where this trail is). But there was a rotten smell in the air. And when the white ppl look up they saw a hmong dude hanging from the tree. So the Po po was called and they found out that, the person was the same dude that they were looking for. I'm pretty sure that, that place is now hunted. Anyways back then I would hear or read about them OG killing each others. I was scare cause there were so many of them. It was like almost 1 a week.

Sorry if I made your trail adventure ever better. LOL

This is Brooklyn Park and the trail is Palmer Lake.  It was on the news a while back.

[saki saki]

I totally agree with you on that one 110%. What you do in life will be rewarded. And I remember reading that story you posted back then LOL. If I don't intend to eat it I won't shoot it. When I started hunting I was too, a happy trigger, but with age and wisdom I stop doing that. Besides the bullets costs too much for me to be wasting on little critter. And when it comes to animals I'm a bad person but I'm not mean enough to kill cats and dogs. Or eat them either way. If the cats ever do any harm then yeah I'll do something back to it. But if you leave them alone they'll leave you alone.

[Amara]

Many many years ago shortly before my mother passed, her and my father were in their bedroom and Dad was getting ready to give Mom her medications. A few of my siblings and I were in the living room watching t.v. when all of the sudden we heard our Mom yelling and cussing. Out of curiosity, I got up and went to ask my Mom why she was yelling at my Dad for. She replied that she wasn't yelling at my Dad but was yelling at the ghost that had sat down at the foot of the bed. I turned to look at the foot of the bed and sure enough there was an indentation there as though someone was sitting there. By this time, I was scared sh!tless already. In the chaos of things, I didn't realize that my Dad had already left the room and had returned with a pan of burning oil. He started spitting water into the oil to create smoke in the hopes of scaring the ghost away, but my Mom kept saying that it was still there.

At the time, we had a guard dog and when the smoke wasn't helping my Dad ordered me to open the back door to let the dog in. The moment the back door flung open our dog came running inside barking like crazy. He ran through all the rooms of our house and then back out through the door. Apparently, our dog must have chased the ghost away because my Mom couldn't see it anymore after that. After the incident, my Dad called an uncle and he instructed my Dad to burn incense and ask the ancestors for protection. That night as my Dad was sleeping he dreamt that a great-uncle (who had passed away the week before) came to him and asked why did we chase him away earlier that night. The uncle said that we had been separated for so long that he missed us so much, he only wanted to see us one last time before he departed forever.

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During the last week of my mother's life, cats started showing up and hanging around our house. The neighborhood we lived in at the time did not have any stray cats and these cats came out of nowhere. They would come right up to our front door and sit there. We would chase them away, but they kept coming back. At the moment of my mother's death, the cats started fighting amongst themselves in front of our house but that ended as quickly as it began. After my Mom's passing, the cats never came around again.

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This isn't scary but I'll share it nonetheless: I had an older sister who was killed in a car accident when I was 3 years old. My only memories of her was her scent. It wasn't a natural body odor but maybe like a lotion or body spray type of scent. Through all the difficult times of my life, I would smell this scent. So, it came as no surprise that I would smell this scent again the day before my Mom passed. I was standing in the backyard by our garden when I felt this gentle breeze. It was the middle of summer so the breeze was quite unexpected but it was accompanied by this scent. Looking back at it now, I believe it was my sister telling me that everything would be all right and for me not to be scared because she was watching over us.

[Amara]

In response to the "UFO in Fresno" posts, the road is called "Sky Harbor Road." If I'm not mistaken, there's a cemetery along that road just before the road splits to go to the "UFO." Many years ago, I used to work up at Table Mountain Casino, which is the casino on Sky Harbor and Millerton Road (Friant Road). One night, my brother and I didn't get off of work until almost 3:00AM. Since he and I work the same shift, we carpooled to work. That night we were driving on Millerton Road heading back to Fresno, just past the dam, we noticed what appeared to be an elderly Hmong lady and little boy walking on the side of the road. I turned to my brother and asked if he had seen them too, and he said he did. Not thinking anything of it, I told my brother to turn the car around and ask if they needed a ride back to town. He pulled over right before Lost Lake and made a u-turn but when we got back to where we saw the woman and child, they were no where to be found. We had just assumed that they got picked up by family members. The next day, I mentioned this to one of my supervisors and he said that they are ghosts because he has seen them numerous times over the years. Thaum ntawv kuv mam li nco ntshai, lol.

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Another story coming out of Table Mountain Casino was told to me by someone who witnessed it first hand. The day that this happened I was off of work. One of the supervisors had gone into the women's restroom to do her business. While she was in there, she kept hearing what sounded like someone banging their head on the wall in the men's restroom. She just assumed someone was beating himself up over losing money. She called out and asked if everything was alright, but there was no response. After she finished her business, she left the restroom and approached a male supervisor and asked if he could go in and check to see if everything was okay. Everything was not okay. In one of the stalls, there was blood everywhere. Security and tribal police were called in. They reviewed the security camera tapes but did not see anyone coming out all bloodied and tore up. To this very day, I do not doubt for one second that it was a ghost.