What's your most impressive experience?

It was about 3 years ago and me and my family lived in the Santa Cruz mountains. We lived along a one lane mountain road at the time and the neighborhood is pretty old as well. From around the late 1800's to Early 1900's. A big logging area during that time. The big landmark of the area is the Brookdale Lodge (about a 1/4 mile away from where we lived) which was being re-modeled at the time.

I was leaving for work in the early morning and had just gotten into the car. I was facing the passenger seat when it lit up in like a blue ball of light. From the light I could see a cast shadow of a person, from the waist up, on the ceiling over the passenger door. Immediately I turned around expecting someone to be outside my car with a flashlight, but there wasn't anyone around and, with the exception of the light from a street lamp, the road was pitch black.

I got out and checked around the car and then looked around the interior of the car, but there was nothing. When I checked the dash lights none of them were bright enough to create enough light to cast the same shadows, nor could they create the type of shadow I saw. As I started to leave I noticed a blue light following my car for about 100 yards until it disappeared.

During the whole incident I was talking to my wife on the phone, telling her everything I was seeing.

Nowra NSw South coast

hmm i would have to say the most impressive I had was when my ma was in the hospital and she couldn't talk no more, it was me and her and something else, all I know is she was looking at it and I couldn't see it, I told it to leave in a demanding voice then all of sudden the curtain flew open and that heavy door that was shut flew open and shut fast never saw what it was to this day I still think about it and it was back in Nov 1995..what could be strong enough to make the curtain and door fly open? I have so many more I can say since the age of 3 but this one really sticks in my head..along with the crashing glass in my cousins old house that was so haunted, I still drive by there and the people only stay about a few months then I see new people, hehe..I wonder if they see and hear what we did when I was a teenager and my cousins lived there back in 1985, when I have a chance I will go back and if it is empty ill take a few snapshots, the house know's me well, my second home but it was a live one with a heart I would say...

My most impressive experience came at the Longmont Masonic Lodge in Longmont, CO. My team and I were doing an investigation there and early on in the investigation, I came across the smell of old, musty Chinese food and a threatening feeling in the front foyer. To go along with this a bag on a desk was moved as well, though there was no air moving in the room.
Later on in the investigation, I went to walk through that room, fully aware of the feeling and smell I experienced the last time I went in the foyer alone.
I took two steps into the foyer when all-of-a-sudden I smelled the smell again and got an overwhelming sense that someone or something wanted to hurt me. Right then I saw the walls suddenly collapsing in on me and saw the darkness physically manifesting and growing and attempting to engulf me. I ran through the room and as soon as I exited, I felt fine.
Upon reviewing the video(as I was recording at the time), you suddenly see me take off and hear me breathing heavily but nothing in the room changes.
What is interesting is the fact that I am not claustrophobic in the least, nor am I afraid of the dark or of being by myself in the dark.
This I feel was a psychological attack by a malicious entity now making its presence in the foyer of the Longmont Masonic Lodge.

Hello, this is Wil from CMSI. I've had many experiences throughout my life, from the typical hearing doors open and shut and seeing faint shadows from time to time to finding out that my house, which has only been owned by one person outside the family who is still alive and noone has died in the house, has a resident ghost. My young friend's name is Benjamin and he is a prankster for sure. He likes to hide my remote and my cell phone everyday. One time I came home from school to mind my TV remote missing. I said Benjamin, where'd you hide my remote this time? I heard a thud on the floor behind me and, lo and behold, it had fallen off of my drumset. I ALWAYS put my TV remote on the floor by my bed. I never fail to. The only expaination for it being there is my friendly resident boy-ghost Benjamin. But Benjamin isn't the most impressive thing to happen, even though he is my favorite ghost. On our third investigation at Old Hebron, I decided to go to the back right part of the cemetery to try to connect with the figure we had seen moving back there. I got back there and set down the recorder so I wouldn't get any rustling from me moving the recorder. Soon after, I saw a shadow hand next to the recorder, but, sadly, there were no EVPs during this time. I don't remember anything that happened from the time I saw the hand to the time Alan, Kelly, and Sammy came back to get me, but I do remember feeling unusually solemn and calm than I get on investigations, like I was feeling someone else's emotions. Alan said that when he looked at me when they got there that I looked possessed to him. I truely believe that the spirit that put it's hand down on the fence meant no harm, but only partially possessed me, or something similar, to let me feel his/her emotions toshow me that he/she wasn't afriad of us, was fine with us being there, and wanted to try to communicate. I want to go back really soon to try to talk to this entity. You guys keep rockin'. \m/

-Wil Bane

You know what, I actually thought of another story. Don't know why but it slipped my mind.

The house I grew up in from ages 2-12, at some point I noticed things were not right in the attic playroom. Whatever it was seemed to be attached to me (chapter one in the story of my life, really). I went up there and a picture frame had been knocked off the wall and was about 10 feet across the room with the glass unbroken. And a doll of mind went missing for about 2 months. I literally put her down and she was gone. I found her one morning up on top of the bureau in my room. #1, I was fastidious about my dolls and wouldn't have misplaced one. #2 for whatever reason, even though the bureau was in my room, my mom kept her clothes in there and I wasn't allowed to touch it, so I definitely wouldn't have put my doll up there.

But really, up until then I thought I was imagining. That was, until when we moved. The children followed me to the new house and made themselves heard loud and clear. My parents were building this house, so it was brand new. We'd just gotten our kitchen counters installed and I was sitting on them humming a tune I was making up off the top of my head. I stopped, and from down the hall I heard the song being sung back to me in a different key. There were times when the door would open and close by itself, and if I asked politely, I could get the little boy to close and open it at my command. I never knew exactly where they came from but eventually they disappeared. And no one in my family believes me about this because none of them ever heard the singing or the little boy's laughing as he ran up and down the hall.

I was on a ghost tour with the equipment tech for my team and we entered an area once used as a makeshift morgue. Suddenly, I was unable to stand still. My upper body began twitching nonstop and shifting around. This continued until we exited the room

I'm in Launceston, Tasmania. Where in NSW are you?

janglynbar wrote: Hi, I’m Jan and I live in Australia and the house I live in is about 95 years old and have my own resident ghost. He’s an old gentleman and he’s no trouble at all and only seems to appear in the hallway. He has moved things around the house and also changed TV channels but he’s not mischievous and doesn’t scare me I just think that he's happy that someone is looking after the house. I’m a person who’s always been interested in the paranormal and I’m looking forward to meeting everyone here and finding out your stories and also sharing more of mine.

Where about in Australia? I am in NSW.

Hi, I’m Jan and I live in Australia and the house I live in is about 95 years old and have my own resident ghost. He’s an old gentleman and he’s no trouble at all and only seems to appear in the hallway. He has moved things around the house and also changed TV channels but he’s not mischievous and doesn’t scare me I just think that he's happy that someone is looking after the house. I’m a person who’s always been interested in the paranormal and I’m looking forward to meeting everyone here and finding out your stories and also sharing more of mine.