Volume 3: Ghost Stories from Texas (Joe Kwon's True Ghost Stories from Around the World) (14 page)

The Carpet

Robstown, Texas

This is a story that my mom told me that happened to her.

My grandfather came across some carpet that had been thrown out. It was in good condition and so he took it and brought it back home. He told my mother that he was going to install it in her room, and she was so excited.

My grandfather spent most of the night installing the carpet in my mom's room. She ended up falling asleep with her mom.

When morning came my mom rushed upstairs to see how it looked, only to find that there was no carpet. So she ran downstairs to ask my grandpa about the rug, and he said the carpet wasn't as good as he thought, so he had to get rid of it.

Later that day my mom overheard my grandma and grandpa talking. She heard him tell my grandma that last night when he went down stairs to get something to drink he heard crying coming my mom's room. He rushed back up to see if mom was up there and had maybe gotten hurt on some tools or something.

When he open the door he saw, instead, an old man in a wheelchair with his head in his hands, sitting by the window. So my grandpa freaked and tore out the carpet and threw it away.

El Paso High Is Haunted

El Paso, Texas

Well I have never seen a ghost before, but this story is worth researching.

I live in El Paso, Texas, and there is this school that's been around well into the early twenties and a lot of people around town say this place is haunted.

Stories range from a cheerleader who committed suicide after her boyfriend died at football practice to when the second World War was happening and our soldiers who died in combat were put in tunnels underneath the school to be put to rest at the Army cemetery. There were even stories of satanic worshipping in the tunnels. And not to mention custodians that also committed suicide.

Everyone has heard of the ghosts and this story deserves attention. This school is on a side of a mountain and it looks like House on Haunted Hill at night. Come and check this out. My friend is a cop and he works for the school district and he claims that the alarms go off at that school at night, and he goes to see what’s going on in there with other police officers, and they go track the motion sensors in the school and claim they would hear foot steps of someone running but no one is there and alarms would go off on all four floors.

The whole city is in fear over this place. There are other old schools that are haunted as well but none so haunted as El Paso High.

He is Watching Over Me

Ft Worth, Texas 

This is not a scary story, but more of a touching story of a grandfather watching over his granddaughter.

My grandpa was one of the most important men in my life. He took care of me when my parents were working or going to school. When I was younger, he gave me a Teddy bear that I cherished forever. He passed away in March of 2003 and I was devastated. His death was sudden and very unexpected.

I have had dreams of him since he passed, of us just sitting and talking. And I have woken up swearing it was real. The dreams temporarily stopped about a year and a half ago. But, everything else started about a year ago when my husband and I got married and moved into our new house.

The first occurrence was at my wedding. I was in the room getting ready to walk down the aisle, and the photographer came in and took a picture. When I viewed the picture, I noticed what looked like an odd shadow standing next to me. It almost looked like someone standing there, just as if they were going to give me away. I looked at the rest of the pictures and I found others that had orbs, and even more with strange shadows just like the first one.

After the wedding we moved into our first house together. I had a box with some of my grandfather's things in it; such as the bear he gave me, some of his old rings, and the keepsakes from his funeral. That box was one of the first things I moved in, and I took it straight to our room and put it in the closet. We left to go get another truckload and when we got back to the house, that bear was in the living room. I thought maybe it had fallen out of the box, but I had to walk back through the living room, so I would have noticed it being there.

I then started having the dreams again, even more vivid and real than before. There hasn't been anything else, but I can't help but think this my grandpa's way of giving his approval of the way my life is, and I think he is watching over my house and protecting us.

Knocking

Austin, Texas

When I was a kid, around 11 or 12, I was in the bathroom
by myself and for the fun of it I tried to call Bloody Mary. I turned the lights off and said her name three times. I waited for about five minutes but nothing happened, so I went to bed. Later around 3 a.m., I woke up with a really bad feeling, like something was wrong and I shouldn't be there. So I got up and went to my younger sister's room and got in her bed.

After three minutes I heard a loud knocking in my room; it kept getting louder and louder. Then it stopped. But,
being too afraid to get out of bed, I just stayed there until morning.

In the morning I went to my room and every thing was fine until I saw my little mirror on the floor with a huge crack across it. I told my parents what happened and they said I was dreaming but I know what I heard and I will never forget it.

Marbles

Edinburg, Texas

This is a story my mother told me a few years ago that happened to one of her cousins.

When my mother was younger she used to live in Texas and had a lot of family that also lived there. One of her aunts had lived by a cemetery and her cousins would sometimes go and mess around there.

My mom's aunt would tell them to stop messing around, and that they should never take things that were left on the graves.

One of my mom's cousins was at the cemetery one day and had seen some marbles that someone had left on a child's grave, so he took them.

After he came home, he was playing with them for a while and when it was time for bed he left the marbles out in the living room and went to sleep. He was barely drifting off to sleep when he heard the sound of marbles rolling across the floor. He thought maybe it was one his brothers playing with them. He left his room and saw the marbles where he had left them but no one was there. He was getting kind of scared so he put them away and went back to his room to try and get back to sleep, but he heard the noise again. This time he went to his older brother's room to tell him what was happening but his brother was already awake, listening to the marbles rolling on the floor.

When the younger brother told him where he had gotten the marbles from, his brother got angry. While the brothers were talking they could still hear the marbles rolling around. So the older brother went to the living room, grabbed the marbles, went outside and threw them. After that the boys never went back to the cemetery and they never told their mom what happened.

Showering Alone?

Lewisville, Texas

One afternoon many years ago when I was around 13 or 14 years old, I had been out playing with some friends on the next street. My parents had made plans for a family dinner. They were going to come home from work and pick up my older brother and me, and we were going to go out to eat.

I had told my friends that I needed to go shower and get ready for dinner with my family (since going out to eat didn't happen often). I came home, said hi to my brother who was watching TV in the living room, and continued on into the bathroom at the end of the hall. I had just finished undressing when I heard something slide across the bathroom door. I quickly turned around and didn't see anything.

I just assumed that my brother was playing with me, so I said, "Very funny!" But, I didn't hear a response.

I brushed off the situation and turned around to turn on the water for the shower, AND THE KNOB STARTED TURNING ON ITS OWN! I was SOOOOO SCARED! I jumped back and stared at it trying to convince myself that this had really just happened.

During my train of thought the cold water knob had began turning as well. Once it stopped I reached into the water, and it was the PERFECT temperature for my liking. This also creeped me out even more. At that point I grabbed my towel hanging on the hook and ran into the living room and told my brother to please turn the water off for me. He was very stubborn and wouldn't do it because he knew I was capable of doing it myself.

I finally convinced him to go for me once he saw the tears begin to fall from my eyes. After he had turned the water off, he made me tell him what happened. We agreed it best not to tell my parents about what had happened that day, because they are VERY closed-minded people and would have either not believed me or put me in therapy.

So I sat there on the couch for about an hour, in just my towel, trying to shake the thought. I couldn't even go to my room to get clothes, considering my room was not even a foot from the bathroom door.