LITTLE ROCK, Ark. (KTHV) - We all know that Halloween comes with ghost stories and haunted houses.
But what about REAL haunted houses. Do you believe in ghosts? Have you ever met one? We want to know your story!
Email your ghost story to firstname.lastname@example.org and we'll share them in this article! Tell us your name and where you're from.
THV online producer Lindsey Tugman will get things started.
"I was at the Crescent Hotel in Eureka Springs and my friends and I were all standing in a hallway talking when one of the hotel room doors opened and wee thought, 'We're being too loud.' But when we looked to see who opened the door, no one was there. Everyone in the room was asleep and the door opened on its own." - Lindsey Tugman, Little Rock
"My whole life has been a ghost story. From seeing my maternal-grandfather when I was 6 years old twice (he died two years before I was born), to watching an entity throw a brass lamp at my mother after she cussed at it while using a Ouija board. That same house (located in Glasgow, Delaware where I'm from) held several spirits from the Civil War including a barmaid that was in love with my uncle, to a soldier that saved the lives of my two cousins. I wish we could still find the pictures and recordings from that house. The house we lived in in Malvern two years ago had two people there as well. One liked to take turns using one of our cell phones to call the other. When you answered telling it to stop, it would call in the opposite direction. There is also a little girl that follows my now 13-year-old old daughter around wherever we go. The one that threw the lamp, had a headstone in the small cemetery next to the house but his bones were actually partially chained to the wall in the basement that was used as a temporary prison during the war. Once they were buried , he never bothered anyone in that house again. " - Lynn Sweetman
"The spirit experience started about 12-13 years ago in a rental house in Little Rock. Windows raising, lights coming on, objects flying off tables, and one night a chair pulled up to my mother-in-law's bed in the guest room - she thinking one of us visited her during the night. We thought the spirit was a haunting of the house, but it followed us to another in Little Rock and now two residences in Batesville. It's never been malicious, only something of a prankster. We've had help from the Central Arkansas Paranormal Society and a couple of members of the cloth, but to no avail. There has been a minimal amount of aggravation, but none of serious consequence. I did manage to get a photo of the spirit, unseen by the human eye but the dog was barking at it, in our current home. Much like others I've seen, it's a moving iridescent shape of no particular form. " - Dennis Headrick
"When I was little, my parents use to talk about how my grandparent's old house outside of Beebe was haunted. They said that it wasn't uncommon for them to hear music playing through the house although no radio was on or to see an object lying in one place just to turn around and it be moved to a different place. My grandma even told me here recently that she remembers being there by herself and she would hear a loud noise that sounded like one of the kitchen chairs had fallen over, but when she would go into the kitchen, everything was as it should be. When I was about 8 years old, we moved into a house that my grandpa built right next door to their old one. I never thought of a new house being haunted, but began wondering about it when my sister said she could see shadows moving down the hallway at night. It really freaked her out, but I shrugged it off and told her that it had to be mom or dad going down the hall. After a couple of days of her continuously talking about it, I decided to stay up late and see if I could see what she was talking about. That night, I left the bedroom door open so I could see the hallway, and sure enough after a couple of hours, I could see several shadows going down the hall towards our kitchen. I got up and quietly followed behind to see where they were going and to my amazement, they stopped in my living room, only now they were no longer shadows but actual figures I could see. They looked like old soldiers and they were standing in a little group almost like they were discussing something. I went back to my room pretty scared and tried to go to sleep, but it was pretty hard to do after what I saw. The next morning, I told my dad what I had seen. I told him the figures were dressed in clothing that looked similar to some soldiers I had seen in my history book from school. After a little research, we found out that there had been a small battle in that area during the Civil War. I like to think the soldiers were discussing their next moves in the battle, but I guess we'll never know. I don't believe that either of our houses were haunted, but I do believe the land there is by the spirits of those who lost their lives in that battle." - Candice High - Lonoke, AR
"The spirit experience started about 12-13 years ago in a rental house in Little Rock. Windows raising, lights coming on, objects flying off tables, and one night a chair pulled up to my mother-in-law's bed in the guest room - she thinking one of us visited her during the night.
We thought the spirit was a haunting of the house, but it followed us to another in Little Rock and now two residences in Batesville. It's never been malicious, only something of a prankster. We've had help from the Central Arkansas Paranormal Society and a couple of members of the cloth, but to no avail. There has been a minimal amount of aggravation, but none of serious consequence. I did manage to get a photo of the spirit, unseen by the human eye but the dog was barking at it, in our current home. Much like others I've seen, it's a moving iridescent shape of no particular form." - Dennis W. Headrick, Batesville, AR
"Cherry Street is a major North-South thoroughfare in Pine Bluff. A trolley used to travel up and down the street on rails. A driver of one of those trolley cars owned a large, two-story house that still exists on Cherry Street, at a corner location. Supposedly that house was haunted - and maybe it still is. The house dates back to the late1800s. I live in the house next-door to the supposed haunted house, and so far I have never observed a supernatural event at that property. The supposed haunted house was occupied by a doctor and his family for many years. Greg is the son of that doctor, and he recently described his haunting experiences to me. Greg told me that he had childhood friends say they saw a spirit appear at séances on the screened-in front porch of the house. According to Greg, the spirit was not frightening, and always appeared in human form, although it was not like a sharp image. Instead, it had a milky-white, blurred and distorted appearance, as if being observed through a film of oily water. It most closely resembled a small man or a boy. It was most often seen during transitional times of dusk and dawn, mostly in the Autumn and Winter, every year, and routinely in the downstairs bathroom and hall, and in the second floor walk-in attic. The spirit did not allow a close approach by anyone, and a close approach resulted in a quick vanish. After vanishing, it could change the room temperature, and could create a wind inside a completely-closed room. Greg's wife has done extensive research on the history of her house, and met several of the people who used to live there. I asked Stephanie if she had ever been told that she lives in a haunted house. The question surprised her, and she said she had never been told that her house had been haunted. She revealed that when her son was three years old he had to be taken to the local hospital emergency room after he fell down a flight of stairs in the house. The boy had said at that time that he had been running to get away from a tiger that was chasing him. Other than that incident, Stephanie could not recall any other strange happenings at that house that could possibly have been supernatural. She assured me that she experienced the paranormal in other places, but not at that house." - Randal Bean, Pine Bluff