My family is from New England. I grew up in a very small, very old, town. In this environment you grow up hearing lots of supposedly real ghost stories, and I guess I could say I grew up with the same fear of ghosts and the paranormal that every child has growing up. The kind my parents always dismissed as an over active imagination. Though we were Catholic, we weren’t really spiritual, and as far as my folks were concerned ghosts were fiction. There were no such thing as any real ghost stories.

My parents were young, and we moved pretty frequently. So, when we moved into our newest place in the mid 1990′s I didn’t think much of it, the LAST thing on my mind was a ghost. The house was located directly across from land my family had owned for generations, so actually I felt more at home than usual with this move.

I was 13 at this point, about to start in the 8th grade. A grey area in my, and probably everyone’s, life…still having some childhood fears, but being old enough to start to reason and find them irrational. Approaching manhood and never wanting to appear afraid, for fear of ridicule.

At first, everything was normal. Like every other teenage boy, my mind was consumed by which girl I was crushing on at the moment. So when my dogs began barking and growling frequently for no reason my response was more “stupid dogs, shut up! I’m on the phone!” than “they might be barking at a ghost.”. We didn’t really even consider that my German Shepard was around a year old, and my Daschund was around 5. They had both moved with us several times, and had never acted anything like this. This would prove to be only the first sign that something wasn’t quite right in our new home, but nothing compared with what would come.

Now you have the information needed to put the rest of the story in perspective. I’m going to have to break the story up into at least 3 or 4 separate posts, in order to cover all the paranormal happenings we experienced in the 9 months we lived in this house in detail. So if you’re interested in hearing the complete story be sure to subscribe to our feed or check back often.

Part 2 will be coming this week.

Is this picture evidence of a haunted camp?

Taken in 2001 at Camp AGQ (camp al-gon-quian) off of Burt Lake in Michigan. Apparition appears on a cork board that has no reflective surface. It is not my reflection (I was taking the picture) otherwise the camera would be covering my face. Took it to a photography specialist who has worked in the field for over 30 years and he said it is not a double exposure and the image is in the negative. Had a very strange feeling while taking this picture! Looks like the spirit is smirking in amusement!

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