"WHY JUST A HAND?"
(By Shandi @ "your ghost stories" (dot) com)
"So many people it seems, have seen full bodied apparitions that are as clear as day...
Sometimes these spirits interact with the living, and sometimes it's like they're trapped in time, doing the same things over and over again.
Well, I have never been lucky enough to see anything like that. I have seen many shadow people and have sensed that someone else is around. There was even something that used to call my name when I was a child that did a perfect impression of my mother, usually when I was home alone.
So I find it very funny (now that it's over) that the only thing I have ever seen that has been solid and looked like a living person is a hand. Yes, just a hand, after a life time of wanting and waiting to see a full bodied apparition...I get a hand.
This happened in the fall of 2007.
My husband, son and myself were living in the crappy apartment in Provo. My husband worked the graveyard shift at Stouffer's and would get home at around 4 or 5 a.m. (depending on how quickly he could clean the machines used to make and mix food) One night at around 2:30, I woke up and turned over onto my other side facing the door to our bedroom...
Much to my surprise, I noticed a man's fingers and part of his hand curled around the edge of the door just above the door knob-just as if someone were standing outside the room and were about to pull the door the rest of the way open. I called out my husband's name and the hand let go of the door and was gone from view.
Still thinking it was my husband, I got out of bed, walked over and opened the door and looked out into the front room. It was then that I realized that there were no lights on. This seemed weird to me because if Paul was home he would at least turn on the kitchen light.
So I called his name again, and there was still no answer. So I flipped on the bedroom light and the hall light, and quickly walked across the living room and flipped on that light as well and began to search the apartment. There was no one there, and I'm sure it couldn't have been an intruder because I didn't hear anyone open a door or a window to get in or to leave.
I didn't sleep very well the rest of the night and was very happy when my husband got home in the morning!"
note from Queenie: Check out these two unexplained photos of ghostly hands below!
Haunted tv!
Haunted bureau!
Oddly enough, these are only two of many photos like this!
It seems the "ghost hand" phenomena really isn't all that uncommon!
For instance...
"The Hand Under The Bed"
(By Imsmiley @ "your ghost stories" (dot) com)
My family and I attended church but back then as my sisters and I were younger we were not as spiritual as we are now. The first time I experienced this was probably when I was in 5th grade. It was a long time ago...
I remember it was a Sunday evening when my oldest sister's boyfriend came over. After watching a movie, my siblings and I all gathered together with my oldest sister and her boyfriend, as he told us many ghost stories.
As the stories got deeper and scarier, I began to cry because I was so scared!
That following Monday morning, my two oldest sisters, me, and my younger brother all got up to get ready for school. (I had two younger sisters who hadn't started school yet--this will be relevant later in the story.)
In the house that we were currently living in, our bedrooms were all upstairs on the second floor, while the kitchen and living room was downstairs.
Right before my oldest sister was going to head out for school, she asked me to go upstairs to her room and grab her jacket that she'd forgotten. Without hesitating, I did as I was told.
My sister's room was very well organized since she was the only one out of all our siblings to have her own room. Her twin size bed was centered in the middle of the room against a wall and her bed sheets were nicely fixed.
As I begin to look around for her jacket (which was hung on the back of her chair) that's when I saw it...
I saw an arm, just from elbow down to the hands, slip out from under her bed!
The hand did a half circle slide on the ground as it went back under the bed.
At the moment, I thought it was my two youngest sisters who might have woke up early and decided to play in my older sister's room.
I walked around the bed to the other side, bent down, and lifted up the bed sheets...only to discover, nobody under the bed!
At that instant, I felt shivers throughout my whole body, as the hair on the back of my neck raised. I ran crying out of her room and back downstairs to tell the rest of my siblings what had just happened.
To this day, I can still remember the image of that hand sliding out from under the bed.
It might've just been a quick 5 seconds, but those 5 seconds still scare me to this day when I think about it.
I don't know what might have triggered me to see that arm, but I tend to tell myself that it was just my imagination playing with me because of all the ghost stories I heard the night before.
But deep down, I know for a fact, that this really happened and was not my imagination!"
Well, I gotta "hand it" to 'em...those were some freaky tales!
See ya next time folks!
But in the meantime...
you may wanna think about putting your mattress flat on the floor! ;)
~Queenie~
This happened to me when I was 10. I walked towards the other side of my bedroom, it was around 9 or 10 PM so it was dark outside but my light was on. I looked over and an arm reaches out from my bed and slaped my blinds. The window was low to the ground by the foot if the bed. My blinds even shuttered. The hand was male and wore a long sleeve denim shirt. The hand was also greenish in tint as is it was in the beginning stage of decomposition.
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