So with that in mind...here are a few of my stories. I'll start with the less freaky ones to the more freaky ones.
A few of my friends and I were hungry, so we decided on some pho. Now here in Fresno there are many pho restaurants. Some more popular than other. The most known one would be PHO 75. Well around the corner from PHO 75 is a small place called PHO 1. So we decided to go to PHO 1. I'm a bit of a germaphobe so I always have to wash my hands before eating. As I was in the restroom, after washing my hands and drying them, I looked into the mirror and felt my body tingle. Telling me I wasnt the only one in there. I closed my eyes, and an image of an old woman smiling burnt into my mind. I have always had this gift or curse, however you see it, so though it bothered me, I usually dont make a big deal out of it. Not saying that place is haunted, but I'm also not saying it's not.
This happened a few years ago, when I was done with the US NAVY. I went and lived with my older sister in OC. Southern Cali. Anyway the way our apartments are built, there are 2 structures. Each facing one another with a drive way in the middle. Our apartment was facing right to my parents apartment. If you got out the front of our apartment, you'd be looking at their front door. All the apartment front doors had those black metal screen doors. They would make a clinking sound if you slammed them. Anyway, most of the time we would go across to my parents for food. Hahaha. Well, one night in the fall after grabbing some food, I was about to leave my parents apartment. It was getting dark out already. As soon as I open the wooden door, through the metal screen, I saw a little boy run away from our door, make a left and head towards the little playground. Now the playground is all the way in the back of the apartments. I thought for sure it was just one of the neighborhood kids playing tag or a game. So I followed only 10 feet away, as it disappeared around a corner. When I got to the playground, I was the only one standing there. Looking at the playground.
Same apartment. A year after the boy ghost made its presence known. I was home alone. My family had gone up to Fresno for the HNY. And since I had just gotten a job, I stayed behind. After 2 night by myself in the apartment, once again that numbing feeling comes back. It tingle my whole body, and I knew it meant something was going to show itself. I stood up ready to fight whatever it was. And as I did that, from the bottom bathroom, a lady in red steps out, looks at me and heads up the stairs. But there was no footstep. I walked to the stairs to make sure I just wasn't hallucinating, and sure enough, as soon as I got to the first rung of the stairs, I see her red dress just hovering up the stairs.
Same apartment. A few months after the Lady in Red claimed her presence, I was taking a Saturday noon nap. I was comfy on my bed, when all of a sudden I hear an aunts voice yelling out for my oldest sister. That was confusing because my aunt had passed away 4 years ago, and my oldest sister lived in Sanger. 300 miles away. So half asleep, I brushed it off, but not for long. As soon as the voice stopped, I felt a hand grab my ankles. Starting to pull me off my bed. At this point I could see it was a big furry thing that had grabbed me, and this thing was taking me out of my room towards the stairs. As soon as we get to the stairs I called out to it...it looked back...but just as soon, I kick it down the stairs. And it just vaporized in thin air as soon as I kicked it.
This happened when I was about 5-6 years old. Though it was a long time ago, I remember it very fresh. It happened at a Funeral home in Fresno. One of my Grandpas or uncle had passed away, so my dad wanted to go pay respect. I wasnt a bad kid growing up so he thought if I went, there wouldn't be any problems. As soon as we got there, he sat along a row of wooden benches with some of our other uncles. We sat there with nothing going on but a funeral for about an hour and a half. But then something caught my eyes. From behind the casket of the deceased, I saw this hairy man crawl out. I was scared but didnt know what it was. It started crawling very low to the ground towards where my father and I was sitting. One arm, one leg at a time. I started crying, and my dad must have seen I was very scared of something, so right before that creature got to me, my dad picked me up and we went home.
Another one when I was 5-6. The neighborhood we lived on was supposedly haunted. The whole block they said was haunted. The house we rented out wasn't that big. Just a 2 bedroom 1 bath house. But the backyard was huge. It was atleas 1 1/2 acres. So my mom grew alot of vegetables. In the middle of the yard was a little wooden tool shed. It looked more like a big doll house to me. Anyway, one day while my mom was out there tending to her vegetables, I got hungry. I looked out to the backyard but didnt see her. I yelled out, but the reply I got was a deep low voice calling my name. I was like, WTH? But hungry as I was, I had to go look for her. I started my run into that unknown and as I got 20 feet into it, movement at the corner of my eye caught my attention. I turned to look straight at it. It was the scarecrow. Its arms and legs were flailing wildly. I was mesmerized by this thing. I wonder now, if back then it was poossesed. Anyway, long story short I stood there looking at this wild scarecrow, then all of a sudden its arms just stuck out straight in front of it. I was scared as it is already when this damn thing's head fell off. I ran with the quickness inside the house. Hahhaa.
