The Ghost Hunters PART 1

The Ghost Hunters PART 1- short horror story
BY JESSE ALEXANDER

We were called in to investigate a home inside of Dixon Missouri, the home owners told us during a phone call that during the night they had been hearing banging sounds through out the house and when the would get up to see what it was all the pictures on the walls had apparently came off of the walls and flew across the living room

and when they checked the rest of the house they found that all of the cabinet doors in the kitchen were wide open, with all of their dishes scatterd about the floor.

being a natural skeptic as I am I decided to gather the team and go investigate this location.

When we pulled up to the house it was not your average home, as a matter of fact it was quite large and looked like an old victorian style house, we got inside and met with the home owners, the had some new news for us lifting up the left side of his t shirt the man of the house had scratches that looked like three claw marks from the middle of his spine all the way around to his chest.

I asked him when this had happend, he replied that it was about an hour before we got there and at first he felt a strong burning and itching sensation on his back, when the burning would not stop he took off his shirt to see what the problem was, and thats when he discoverd the marks.

It was easy to see that the husband and wife who were about in their 30's were very concerned about their lively hood and wanted help so badly that they would resort to anything to deal with their problem.

Thats why they called us in as a last resort, after the interview my team set up a base in the living room with a table and laptop computers as well as  with DVR's and moniters.

When the sun went down we got to work before we killed the lights I went around checking EMF spikes from all the electrical appliances in the house inside and out making a map of were all EMF's were coming from.

Finally it was lights out and we began our investigation, my parteners Chris and Andrea began walking about the house setting up cameras in several locations in hopes of catching evedince of paranormal activity so we could help out the residence of this home the best we could.

about 35 minutes into the investigation we began hearing what sounded like footsteps coming down the stairs, luckily we had digital cameras set up looking up the stairs. We headed to the area where we heard the foot steps but didn't see anything.

I pulled my electronic voice recorder out and set it on a set of steps in front of me and began an EVP session, calling out I said, "I am trying to contact the spirit that is infesting this home", waiting ten seconds in between for a response I began to talk again "Who are you"? I asked.

Suddenly me and the rest of my team felt a cold chill fill the air, it became so cold that we could see out breath in front of us, Andrea used the digital thermometer she had to get a temp reading of the air inside the home, the screen shot down from a 70 degree temp all the way down to 28 degrees C.

We looked at each other and instantly knew something was in the room. Chris then asked "What do you want from the owners of the home"? Suddenly Chris cried out, "Fuck"!

I shot the flash light that I had over at him and when I saw his face he had three claw marks that crossed his right eye and it had broke skin and was bleeding a little bit.

I said out loud, "who are you!, why did you do that? We are not afraid of you"!

all of a sudden we heard a loud crashing sound coming from the kitchen just as the home owners had described, we dashed for the kitchen to see what had happend when we got there we could see dishes being thrown across the room shattering on the wall across from the cabinets, video camera in hand Andrea began filming the incident that was happening right before our eyes, and then she screamed, looking at her screen she saw a huge black figure in the middle of the room coming right for her.

as she turned to run out of the room both me and Chris looked in horror as we seen her pony tail being grabbed and pulled, we tried to help her the best we could, our hearts were pounding and to tell you the truth we were scared to death, what ever it was had hold of her and wasnt letting go.

pulling on her as hard as we could the entity pulled her up into the air and was now dragging her down the hall leaving us behind, running as fast as we could we could see her trying her best to get a grip on the wooden floor beneath her, she was literally leaving marks clawing at the floor as she kept being pulled back, she was screaming like all hell and we felt helpless.

still in hot pursuit the dark figure rounded a corner and began to pull her up stairs this time it was dragging her by her feet hitting her head on every step on the way up. She was screaming help! Help! Oh God please Help! and sobbing like a five year old Chris lunged forward and caught her arm but the entity didnt let up. still moving forward it lifted both her and chris higher into the air swinging to the left sending Chris flying across the living room as it continued to drag Andrea up the stairs.

Not stopping I yelled out to Chris, "Chris are you all right"! yea! I heard him call back a  split second later he was back on his feet running up behind me. Hurry! he screamed out "we have to get her"!

"I know, I Know"! I yelled back reaching the top of the stairs the black figure headed to the left throwing her throgh the air so hard that she busted through the master bedroom door, what ever had her had finally let go, we rushed over to aid her but before I could reach her something caught me around my neck and pulled me over to a wall and started dragging me up to the ceiling, I couldn't breath and I could feel my head begin to get heavy as a lack of oxygen came over me I heard Chris and Andrea both yelling at the entity, "Let go of him you BASTARD"! 

as I continued to be dragged up both of them caught me by my ankles pulling as hard as they could to get me out of its grip, the black figure finally released me and both Chris and Andrea looked at me, OH God! the both said, apparently I had huge hand prints around my neck from were the being had a hold of me.

Doors through out the house began slamming shut and opening again making it sound like a straight out battle suddenly all of the lights in the house came on and then exploded sending sparks every where, windows busted out and the house began to shake, then everything stopped.

An eerie silence came over the house, and all of the doors had closed.

Creeping forward we opend the door slowly, peering out of the room, we moved on, getting out into the hallway thats when we stopped dead in our tracks. We froze, right there in the middle of the hall were multiple ghosts and not the friendly looking ones, they just stood there looking at us, they were all dressed in different time era clothes wich looked ragged and torn, all of them had sunk in eye sockets that were black and had not eyes. behind us there was one large window over the homes front door.

We had only one choice left either go forward and risk being killed by the ghosts or make a dive for it out of the house.

Making our choice we turned to run, as we did all of the spirits like a stamped lunged forward at us with a horrifying scream  that sounded like a thousand tortures souls coming at us.

I could feel their cold finger tips on the back of  my neck as we ran, finally we made it to the window running we crashed through and fell to the ground, scrambling to get up we ran to our vehicle and took off, never to return again.

The following morning when the home owners called us they wanted to know what happend and if we would come back for a follow up investigation I replied "You better get the whole damn Vatican to exorcise your house before we return again and I hung up the phone.

Dark Grip / Short Story by myself

DARK GRIP PART 1 - BY JESSE ALEXANDER

As the room grew colder Father Francis could see his own breath pouring from his now quivering mouth, pulling his cross out he blessed it; gave it a small kiss and extended his arm out, cross gripped tightly in hand he began to pray.

 The young man who was about 17 lay on the bed. He looked into Father Francis’s eyes and the old Priest began to grow unnerved looking back at the boy all he could see was blackness through his eyes, as he continued praying the boy began a low rumble growl that sounded more like a gurgle than anything, but the growl began to grow louder as Father Francis began to pray louder. Now the old Priest was nearly shaking to death, it had been some time since he last preformed an Exorcism and he had almost forgotten how frightful the situation could be.

 The boy who was lying there than began screaming at the top of his lungs both his voice and something dark, evil and twisted, just as suddenly as he had begun, the boy stopped, with a pause and then said to Father Francis, “Scary as Hell isn’t Priest”? He began to laugh hysterically as a foul odor filled the room.

 “Did you shit yourself father?” The boy asked with a gurgled laugh, “I know I did” and with that he broke one of the straps holding his arm to the bed post; he reached into the back of his pants quickly pulling a handful of feces out and threw it at Father Francis. Disgusted the Priest moved quickly to the side barley catching some of the fecal matter on his robe.

 “Where’s the toilet paper when you need it”? Said the boy with another evil laugh, then leaning forward the boy looked at the old man and said, “Do you think God will save Him Priest”? “The boy is mine he has strayed too far from the rest of the Sheep he has denounced God as his savior”. Father Francis stepped forward toward the boy and began to pray louder than before; “St. Michael the Arc Angel defend us against the evil one, be our light in the dark, take back the boy who is rightfully Gods and yours to have as your servant, release him from the grip of the serpent!”

Suddenly the boy lunged forward breaking the remaining bed post holding his other arm and he struck Father Francis with the post into his left side, the old Priest could feel some of his ribs snap as he crippled over into the floor. The boy then stood over Father Francis on the edge of his bed pulled down his pants and began to urinate on the Priest; head tilted back laughing the boy became unaware that the old man was raising back to his feet quickly. Father Francis then struck the boy with one good blow to the side of his head knocking him off of the bed, without trying the boy head first began to float up off of the ground arms and legs completely stiff, as he met the Priest face to face he smiled and Said, “You hit like a girl Father, you have to do better than that if you want the boy back”. 

The old man began to back up quickly almost losing his footing he turned to run out of the room but the door slammed in front of him and locked. As he stood there terrified back to the room he could feel the cold breath of the boy on the back of his neck and he could hear the gurgling in his voice with every breath the boy took.

Father…the boy said drawn out why don’t you want to play with me anymore? The boy began laughing again, petrified the old man hesitated to turn and face the boy. He reached into his pocket with out the boy noticing and grabbed the bottle of Holy water he had, he slowly poured a few drops out onto the cross he was holding and with one swift move he slammed the cross onto the boys’ forehead.

 The boy let out a vicious growl as he floated quickly backward feet off the ground into the wall on the other side of the room; he had hit the wall so hard that it cracked under his weight. Then Father Francis yelled at the top of his lungs “What is your name Demon?” “Give me your name so that I may cast you back to the pits of Hell from which you came”!

The Demon that lay within the boy laughed. “Hah do think it will be that easy Father”? “So you think that I’m just going to give it to you”? Said the boy. “Over my dead body”! He then snarled, quickly he flew toward Father Francis, met him face to face and said “Watch this”.

 His eyes rolled into the back of his skull and his head began to slowly spin around, the old Priest was now screaming and cursing the Demon as he could hear the bones in the boys neck snapping, as his head came back around he smiled with blood pouring out of his nose, he then opened his mouth and like a waterfall gallons of Blood came flying out into Father Francis’s Face, the boy then dropped to the floor cold, silent, motionless and dead.

THE UNSEEN

THE UNSEEN

There for a while I was staying with my sister at her apartment in Nixa MO, we had been living there for a while , one morning while she was at work I had just woke up and was getting ready to hop out of bed when all of a sudden it felt like I was being pushed back down into my bed and I could feel cold hands pinning me against my bed, I started to panic and couldn't move I also could hear what sounded like people screaming and whispering in my ears, my heart was racing but I could not move, I tried to scream but nothing would come out! after some time what seemed to be hours to me but really only lasted about a minute, what ever had me pinned down let up and I was able to jump out of bed, this is the most horrifying paranormal encounter I think I have ever had, it is to this day something I hope to NEVER have happen to me again!

After My father's Death

The Day Dad Visited

I remember shortly after my Father's death back in 2004, my sister and I were both at her then boyfriends house at the time, we were both in the living room and watching tv when we look over and in their bedroom we saw our dad standing there though we could only see from his waist up he looked healthy and happy, my sister looked at me and said did you see that? I replied yea we could not believe what had just happend and we were both astonished. looking back at this incident I feel that in my heart dad was letting us kids know that he was ok and in a better place.

My First Ghostly Experience

The Sick Man


To this day I will always remember the first time that I saw a ghost, I was 15 at the time and it was a hot summer day, an ordinary day nothing unusual about it. I was hanging out with my best friend Tony at the time we at my house and we were walking down the hallway, we were the only ones there at the time as we made our way down the hall me leading the way I suddenly caught something out of the corner of my right side as I turned to look, I peered into my fathers office and there out of the corner of the room walked a tall almost seven foot tall figure of a man, he was completley white but he looked as if he was sick or something he was very thin and his eyes looked sank in, he walked to the middle of the room and stopped starring at us for a few seconds and then disappeared. After seeing this every hair on my body stood on end as a cold chill hit both me and my friend, we both could not beleive what we had both saw and still talk about this experience to this day as it was a first for both of us.