Ancient Riddles ~ Modern Mysteries

My house was built back in the Civil War so its pretty old. I also think it is haunted!

My mom lived back in that house when she was about eight. She moved out when she was 12. She said a woman died in her bedroom back in the Civil War! So I think my house is haunted by her!

So getting to my ghost story, I was laying in bed one night and all of a sudden I heard my closet creak open and I saw a white shimmering light. A face appeared in that light. A woman in a brown dress with her hair pulled back came to my bed.

I said “Who are you what do you want?” Her voice was shaky and faint. I could barely make out what she was saying but she said, “I’m Elizabeth. I lived here in this house, what are you doing here?”

I was about to say, I live here your dead! But she faded away. Then my closet door closed shut! If you have any information on what might have happened please leave a comment. Thanks for listening!

Sent in by Savannah, Copyright 2008 Ancient Riddles

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It takes an amazingly strong willed and practical person to crew the submarine fleets of the world’s navies and more so during the early twentieth century when the technology was new and the cold depths of the ocean were a mysterious unknown. It takes a steel nerved character to brave the deep and those who cast their lives under the ocean in a submarine warcraft were picked for that very practicality. So extra heed must be given when these staunch sailors declare their ship is haunted.

The wolfpacks of Germany’s U-boat fleets quickly proved their worth in the early years of the First World War. With their hit and disappear tactics, the U-boat fleet dealt a devastating blow to the allied ocean going supply lines. Increasing the fleet’s numbers led to the construction of the Undersea Boat Number 65 in 1916.

From the beginning UB-65 seemed destined for tragedy. Less than seven days after the keel was laid, a huge structural girder was being hoisted into place when the chains snapped and it fell, crushing and pinning one of the workers under it for more than an hour before he died in agony. Only a few weeks later, during the tests on the electric batteries that would power the craft when submerged, toxic chloride gas leaked from the batteries and killed the three engineers working on them.

No reason could be determined for any of the accidents and the UB-65 was launched without further death among her construction crew. However, soon after leaving port for a testing voyage, the UB-65 surfaced into the rough waters of an Atlantic storm and a crewmember was washed overboard and lost. Then the electrical storage batteries began to leak again on the next dive and the entire thirty four man crew spent a desperate twelve hours trying to get the submarine back to the surface and fresh air. While no one died of the fumes this time, it was a near thing. Once again investigation could find no reason for the leak.

Once back to harbor the UB-65 was commissioned and began loading ordinance for her first mission against Germany’s enemies. However, as a brace of torpedoes were being loaded onto the craft one of the warheads inexplicably detonated, wounding several of the crew and killing UB-65’s Second Officer.

Shaken by this new tragedy, the crew were given several extra days before their departure to settle their nerves and bury their deceased comrade. As the crew were boarding for their first mission the watch officer abandoned his post in fright as he swore to his Captain that the dead officer had just walked up the gangplank and boarded the craft. Another sailor, independently from the watch officer, also reported seeing the officer walking on deck toward the bow of the craft and then vanish before his eyes.

However, duty called and the UB-65 headed for the Flemish coast to hunt for enemy cargo ships to destroy. They met with quick success but the thrill of the kill was tempered greatly at the climax of their second successful torpedoing of an enemy supply ship when the entire engine room staff panicked in fear after seeing the figure of the dead officer standing beside the instrument panel he had been stationed at when the explosion had taken his life.

The Captain of the UB-65 considered the rumors of a ghost on board a serious problem and destroyer of moral in a service that required the highest of professional behavior. He ordered the talk of the haunting to cease and whether the lost officer was seen still standing his duty watch or not, no further official reports were made to the Captain throughout 1917. This changed one day in January of 1918.

While patrolling the English Channel near Portland Bill, the Captain had ordered the ship to the surface as the stormy weather was making it dangerous to stay submerged. A lookout was ordered to the control tower to observe the sea but became hysterical when he took up his station only to see, once again, the ghostly figure of the late Second Officer on the deck of the just surfaced craft. He flew back down the hatch in fear and the Captain, deciding he had had enough of this type of foolish talk, drug the sailor back up the ladder with him only to come face to face with the ghostly form himself.

The UB-65 quickly returned to port then and the naval authorities were determined to solve the rumors on board the ship. After independently interviewing each of the frightened crewmen, the UB-65 was decommissioned and the crew was disbursed to other ships around the fleet. Then they took an action which is almost entirely unheard of in the annals of any modern navy. The Naval High Command obtained the services of a Lutheran Priest to perform a ritual exorcism on the haunted warship.

Hoping that the problem had been solved, the UB-65 was recommissioned and sent to sea with an entirely new crew. While the Captain was aware of the ship’s past history, he held the no nonsense attitude that he would be having nothing to do with ghost tales on his ship. For a while the mission went about its business with no further sightings or accidents. However in May of 1918 the ghostly officer was seen at least three times around the ship. One sighting was by the Chief Petty Officer who declared that it had walked right through the bulkhead into his quarters. Another sailor became so frightened at seeing the figure of the dead officer that he bolted from the ship and plunged overboard to his own death.

The last mystery of the haunting of UB-65 occurred barely two months later when, in July 1918, a German submarine that is thought to have been the UB-65 was sighted lying still on the surface by the crew of an American submarine. Amazed at such an easy target the Americans began lining up for a torpedo attack only to witness the German submarine suddenly explode. Within seconds the doomed submarine had been torn to pieces and sank with no survivors. The final mystery of the UB-65 was taken with it to a watery grave.

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The Patrician spends most of his days writing web copy for the World Wide Web from his manor house office at Greenwoods Village. He has been known to socialize with ghosts and other denizens from the world of the weird.

I used to live in a house, a very large house. Then my mum and dad split up and unfortunately me, my mum and my younger brothers moved out. My dad decorated it and we go there to stay every other Saturday.

My dad asked us (me and my mate Kate) to go and do the curtains every other day because he lives in London so we did, but every time we go we hear bangs and we see shadows going across the window and it looked like a ghost of a young boy.

We never believed it at first but we went on the 28th of August 2007 and we saw it again, but this time from the outside. We kept thinking that we are seeing things or that it is a trick of the light, but now we definitely think that maybe there is something there.

We never go up to the third floor anymore. My dad locked it, but keeps the key in the door so if we need to go up we can, but that’s where we hear the noises so we go up to see if it is a bird or something, but we never find a bird or anything it is just clear. How do we no if its a ghost or not?

Written by Vicki Smethurst

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There are several places in New York that are the sites of some very infamous murders that are also reputed to be haunted.
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One day my friends and I were having a sleepover at my grandma’s house. So we were telling ghost stories and I had suggested that we go to my aunt’s house and sit in a chair that pulled your hair. So my friend Katie sat down in the chair.  At first nothing happened and then all of the sudden her hair jerked back and she was screaming for help, but we all didn’t know what to do.

One of my friends Mackenzie had already jumped of the porch and was in my grandma’s yard, and yelled for help. The ghost just suddenly let go and Katie jumped up in fear. We all ran over to my grandma’s and didn’t speak of it again.  Since that incident they threw the chair out.

Written by Nichole

One day I was in my room, laying on my bed, watching TV. I was paying attention completely to the TV when I started to hear something that sounded like a cat in my attic, which was connected to my room. I lowered the volume on the TV to be able to hear it better. At first I thought it was my cat, Tom, but I then remembered that he was in the living room sleeping. I also then realized that it didn’t sound anything like my cat, but almost like my last cat, Misty. After a few minutes the meowing stopped and I just bushed it off thinking that it couldn’t be anything bad

For two weeks I kept on hearing meowing in the attic at night, have it continue for a couple of minutes, then everything would go quiet. One night I was down in the basement on the computer talking to one of my friends online. I was typing something when I got the sudden feeling of being watched. I didn’t pay attention to it at first because the feeling didn’t feel strong at first. After a while the feeling was stating to get me paranoid, so I turned around to look around the room. I looked towards the other side of the room and saw what looked like a black cat walking towards me. I turned forward thinking that it was cat and that there was no lights over there to show him clearly. But I then realized that it had no eyes, nose, nothing. That it was more like a shadow. I turned back towards it quickly seeing that the ‘cat’ started to run and went behind me. I looked behind me and saw that there was nothing there. I never saw the ‘cat’ again and I never heard the meowing again.

This happened when I was 13 about two years ago. Since then I have moved to a different room in my house. Not because I wanted to but my parents wanted to paint my but never did. So now my aunt lives in that room but she says she has never heard anything in there.

Written by Devon M

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Did you have an imaginary friend as a child? Perhaps you have a child right now who has an imaginary friend.

Sometimes a young child just needs to have a special friend. Their imagination is very vivid and can seem almost real to them. Sometimes they create an imaginary friend to keep them company and share their thoughts.

Have you ever thought that a ghost could come into contact with a young child and become their “friend”? They talk with others about their friend, whom no one else can see, and it is generally assumed that the child has an imaginary friend.

Read

My “Imaginary” Friend Turned Out to be a Real Ghost

to see how this woman discovered that her childhood imaginary friend was very real indeed.

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One night, when I was about six, I was looking away from the wall, with my head uncovered. This is weird for me to do, for I usually sleep with my head completely covered, facing the wall. Anyway, I saw a pair of extremely long white, blurry strips.

It was completely dark in the room because there was a blanket covering the window. I heard a hoarse giggling as the strips went past me and toward the space separating my toy box and bed. All of the sudden, the giggling stopped. And it was a midnight-like silence. It must have went under my bed because I heard and felt a thump-thump.

I absolutely swear that I was not asleep, as my family claims I was. What was it? My mom said that the previous renter passed away. Could it have been her?

This was a ghastly event that happened when I was 6-years-old, when I was supposed to be sleeping.

Written by Evalina

It was a warm summer day when a few of us got together to play with a Ouija board. We were all asking it if we would be happy and have families. Stuff 14 year old girls would want to know. My friend Leslie asked if she would die an old woman. It said, No! She would die soon. We put the board up.

Two weeks later Leslie was stabbed several times. I went to her house a couple of weeks later and her mom had found the Ouija board and decided to throw it away. We went downstairs, threw it in a trash can, and stopped to get a drink. We went back upstairs and the Ouija board was lying on the bed. That was one moment I will never forget. The hair on the back of my neck stood up.

I have never used a Ouija board again. It is not a toy. I have told my kids never to play with one. I will never forget my friend Leslie. If you do not know what you are doing do not play with a Ouija Board. Just telling this story makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I always get a cold chill when I talk about it.

I have had several encounters with things I cannot explain. Sometimes I thought I was out of my mind. I know things happen that just can’t be explained, but it still gives you an eerie feeling. Some things just can’t be explained by science.

I used to not believe in ghosts, but after that one encounter, that was all I needed. Supernatural things are out there. You just have to be open minded.

Leslie has been gone now for 22 years, I really miss her.

Written by Georgia

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Hell House has been known in Huntsville, Alabama for years. It is located by Kent Robertson Park. Some people say it is haunted by one of the most tragic stories in Huntsville history.

A family of three were murdered in the house back in 1987. Jeffery Crawford 41, Barbara Crawford 39, and Sara Crawford age 8. You can still see them on the day they were murdered. Their murderer was never found.

Also, there is an evil presence in Hell House. Kerry Overton, the last owner of the house, shot himself in the head in the down stairs bathroom when the police came looking for him for not disposing of cremated bodies properly.

To this day no one lives in the house. It has been said that the house will be demolished to make way for the Chaffee Volunteer Fire Department.

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