Arizona Ghost Stories

I LIVED AND GREW up in a little town called Salome Arizona, Which is about 2 hours west of phoenix by wickenburg. My family owns lands there, and we have our own private cemetary as well. Growing up my grandfather(A not so good man) Built the house that we lived in. From the time I can recall we lived with ghosts. Things moving, Things being thrown around, Sounds you could not explain, Lights that would travel in the middle of the desert without any form of explination. The house has since been torn down because it fell into disrepair but the land stands and its just as disturbing as it was then if not more. Something is there and it wishes nothing more than to be heard. Im not sure why, Now I am a pretty gifted empath, Im not saying IM psychic at all, but going back there after I have been touched by this gift, it was like smothering. The land itself was sucking the life from others. As strange as that sounds. A for instance when I was about 5 I had the flu really bad! My mother was outside tending to laundry and I was in the front most bedroom, There was only two bedrooms, but I was in the one that was furthest away from where she was. We didn't have built in closets because my grandparents were from Ireland. so we had freestanding closets that came about a foot away from the wall itself, and I of course having the flu had fever so bad. Well as my mother left the closet door opened, and when the door to the outside closed from my mother, Out stepped the head and torso of my great grandmother, at least I think it was, I never met her only had a picture of her face hanging in our living room. I could feel her sit on the side of my bed, and when she touched my forhead I could feel the coolness of her fingers. I could have sworn she was real. And she wispered to me.."Everything is going to be alright" And I closed my eyes a moment later and I heard my mother come in and sit with me. and when I finally fell asleep after being so afraid to do so ! I woke and my fever was gone. That was just one example of what happened there. Thanks for listening!

Jennifer Crane

I WAS ACTUALLY the first to experience something. I was home sick one day, and I was in bed, just beginning to doze off again when this HUGE booming voice echoed all through the apartment that yelled "HEY!!" I jumped up out of the bed and stood there completely dazed and just looking around. I was home alone! My partner was actually grabbed around the waist while she slept one night. I was up late drinking and she'd gone to bed a little earlier. In the morning, she asked me if I had been messing with her the night before. She had been all alone in our room.

We have two adult room mates and two children that also live with us. I'm not going to include everything that has happened to all of us because there would just be way too much. One day, our female room mate was home by herself, and the kids were outside playing. She was doing dishes in the kitchen and she went outside to go check on the kids for a moment. When she came back in, her oldest daughters car seat, which had been under a table in the dining room, was sitting in front of the sink! Her youngest daughter carries on conversations with no one, teasing them with her food when she is in her high chair. Finally, our male room mate was just fixing the shower curtain in the front bathroom two days ago when one of the shower hooks fell off. He bent down to pick it up, and it was gone! He's mad now because we can't find it anywhere.

Our ghosts seem more mischievous and annoying than threatening. We were having a party one night, and the blender was being used to make mixed drinks. We poured everybody a glass, set the blender pitcher down , and when we turned back around the lid was just gone. We tore everything out of our cabinets, looked in the dishwasher, even the oven. The lid was no where to be found and we couldn't make any more drinks. A few weeks later, that lid showed up, gently placed on top of the tupperware we'd torn out of the cabinet.

Investigators from API are coming over tonight to have a peek. I can't wait!

Misty Cahal

I HAD A HOUSE years ago(in Mesa) that turned out to have a lost soul in it. I figured it out from my dogs, who are more sensitive to such things than most people. Once I figured it out, I conducted a little ceremony to wish the spirit well and help it move on. Afterwards, I never had another problem.
I found out some time after that, that the previous owners, who owned a local chain of jewelry stores that is since gone, had a son who had comitted suicide in the room in question. The disturbances had always been just in front of the usually closed door to that room. I was using it for a music room. I had wondered why the ceiling in that room was the only one with a textured coating on it and assumed it was to hide some kind of damage but I had no idea what had caused the damage.

Just thought you might like to hear about this incident.

Gina

I grew up in the Carefree/Cave Creek area. Back in the mid 80s (in the days of my miss spent youth I might add)and when the area was alot less populated than it is now. I was on my way home from hanging out with my friends. I decided drive my 4WD into a wash that was on the way home off of Pima road & south of Cave Creek road to polish off a couple of the few remaining beers that were in the cooler and take the wash home that passed almost in front of my house before I called it a night. (this was a customary thing back then between the locals and the Sheriffs that if you had tied a little one on that it was safe passage as long as you stayed off the main roads). I proceeded to stop my truck, turn on the tunes drop the tail gate & grabbed a beer and just started kicking back. Normally I'm mindful of the desert but that night I decided to be a litter bug and toss the emptys off onto the side of the wash. On about round 3 a beer can was thrown earlier landed at my feet from where it was resting about 15-20 feet away in the darkness.It was common in the wash for some of my friends to slip in from some of the surrounding homes on foot if they saw someone park there. I didn't bother to look into the desert I just thought it was one of my buddies playing a joke on me. So I opened another one downed it, did the same thing and about 10 seconds later there it was at my feet. I thought alright, enough is enough and grabbed my flashlight & shined it to the area, no one there.I thought I must have been loosing my mind and grabbed another and sipped it down. Before I tossed it, a coke can that was laying around the same spot as where the others were landed at my feet. This time, my flashlight was in hand & I shined it to the area, no one. I panicked and shouted "do you want me to pick these up"? Then with my light on the area of the last can it flew from behind a bush into the back of my truck no one definately there! I quickly grabbed the cans at my feet jumped into the truck and made it home up a wash 1/4 mile in what seemed to be about 10 seconds. I have not been in the wash since. The area is a little less than 1/4 mile from the town cemetary & near what used to be a cavalry road.

Randy Withers

I am Navajo Indian. I have a few stories but I will share one in particular that has scared me. I'm not a journalist so I will do my best.

It was a Friday night and my family and I were heading up to the Navajo Reservation (Chinle aree) for the weekend. A ceremony was going on at my Aunt's house when we arrived at our home. We had arrived very late (11pm). My dad, brother, and I started unpacking the truck when we saw 3 four wheelers running about in the praries near our home. My dad and I continued to unpack thinking that it was my drunk cousins going nuts on a Friday night. They had seen our truck lights on and started coming our way. My dad motioned for my brother and I to go inside and lock the door. We heard my dad talking and it was my Uncle Jr, and a couple of cousins (can't remember who). They were riding around because at the ceremony the medicine man had seen 2 sets red eyes peering at him through a small opening. So he advised the men to see what it was. My Uncle Jr said that they had been chasing whatever it was out here for almost an hour. He said that one of the "creatures" had lunged at him so that is why he had a rifle with him. After hearing this my dad go his rifle and sat watch to protect us for the night. A few hours later we heard gun shots. I was so scared. My dad came back in and said that everything was alright and that it would be morning soon. When morning came, I had asked my dad what happened. He said that as he was on the porch most of the night with my Uncle, they had heard a noise in a distant and went to check it out. Seems that they had seen 2 sets of red eyes peering at them. They told whoever it was to show themselves or they will be shot. Nothing. So my Uncle took aim and shot. My dad said that he heard a woman scream!! A few minutes later sounded like a truck door opening and closing. Then nothing for the night after that. For my dad to tell me this story and for my Uncle to vouch for it, it is 100% TRUE

Denise Mike

This really isn't a spooky ghost story, it is more of a spirit story. I have a 10 month old son. The day that he was conceived was the day after my grandmother passed away. I say that Kaizer is a gift from my grandmother.

There is a place in my bedroom in the top corner by the door that my son always looks at when he is in teh bedroom. One night when my husband and i were going to bed, I saw a light figure of a head in the top corner of the room. It was a figure of my grandmother. I had never seen this figure before. About an hour later my son wakes up screaming like he was in pain. I walked him around the living room thru the hallway and nothing could calm him down. I took him into the bedroom thinking i could rock him in the chair. He looks up in that same corner as I did and stops crying. He smiled a little bit and then proceeded to go back to sleep. I realize that my grandmother is my son's gardian angel and that is where she sits and watches over the family to protect us from harm.

Shanna Stinson

In 1995 to 2002, my parents owned a house off of 43rd avenue and bell rd. (on grandview rd.) In my parents bedroom, they had an armoire where they kept their tv. Whenever my parents(together or alone) were watching tv, the doors to the armoire would close. We are the type of family that is skeptical of supernatural and ghostly occurences so we figured that it could've been the air-conditioning or some other factor. We soon believed that it was a spirit of some sort, because it happened the whole time we lived there. We would also hear a very loud, startling bang noise in the very same room. The presence was never threatening, but just strange and never showed itself. When my parents sold the house, our neighbors kids bought it. The woman who now lives there used to do my hair. I came in one time after they lived there and she had asked me if I had ever heard or noticed anything strange in the house. We had never mentioned this to these people and she described similar experiences. Weird huh?!

Kari B

When i was a little girl, i used to get sick a lot. like cold/flu bugs. one night, when i had a littel bit of a fever and couldn't sleep, my aunt came into my room with a small glass of water for me, and put her hand on my forhead, comforting me to sleep. in the morning, i came out of my room to return the glass to the kitchen, and thank her for the night before. she had no idea what i was talking about. we would have just thought i was delirious from the fever, but for the glass that still had a trickle of water in it.

we know this was a ghost because (she) wanders the hall and 3 of the bedrooms in that house. when we are watching TV there or lying on the couch reading, we will see her as a fuzzy outline in the hall. when we look directly at her, she fades away. i call her a she bacause of the night she took care of me.

Janina N.

My multiple ghost story occured in the area of 61st ln and Brown in Glendale. My ex husband (future ex husband back then)and I had moved into a house with my 3 younger children in tow, they were approx 6, 8 and 10. I am a paramedic and work 24 hour shifts with 2 days off between shifts which left me home alone during the days because my kids were in school and my future ex husband was a police officer in Glendale and worked days. Not long after moving in I heard loud footsteps walking across my roof. they sounded heavy and at a kind of fast pace. I jumped up from the couch and ran out the front door to see who was on my roof. I saw nothing out front so I ran around to the back of the house thinking I had a possible intruder which I thought was kinda ballsey (sp) in the broad daylight. I found nothing...no foot prints or signs of anything unusual so I went back inside. a little bit later it happened again so again I did my parimeter check (cop talk...it rubs off on y!

a) again nothing. So I went back inside and just like clockwork it happened again. This time I called my big brave future ex-husband home in his police car and I told him what happened and that I thought it was somebody messing with me. he checked the "parimeter" and nothing. soooo this occured several times on different days for quite a while and only for me never when anybody else was home...HOW RUDE! So now I looking like I'm pretty wacked when one evening (still light out)while all of us were in the living room watching tv...it occured. Now my future ex went into action and checked everything out. Nothing but at least now it wasn't just me. He and they became believers. Soon other things began to happen some of them very funny to me like my kids separately, never together, would come running into the living room and say yeah mom! as if I had called them which I hadn't and when I told them I didn't call they would get angry and say that I did. Ghosts with sences of humor !

gotta love it. One night we were getting ready for bed and F.E.H. (future ex.... both got up from the couch and walked to the tv and I turned it off and it was definately off ( yes I turned it off with the remote while I was standing in front of the tv...habit) and set the remote on top of the tv and we both walked toward the computer and 1/2 way across the room the tv turned on behind us with quite an electrical surge...he turned ghost white and I told him to breathe and try to calm down. For some reason it didn't scare me at all. I told him whoever it was was just saying hi or letting his/her presence be known and wasn't trying to hurt us. I never ever felt threatened in that house except for when I thought somebody from this world was trying to get in, as a matter of fact I miss it terribly. There are so many more stories in that house but I'm getting typers cramp so I'll leave it at that. If you have never experienced anything like this I hope that someday you can and of course that it's as interesting and as positive as my experiences have been.

Patty S.

I will start by saying I am a strong believer in the after life and spirits. I lost my mom 11 yrs ago just after the birth of my daughter. As my daughter was growing up, she used to talk to her self all the time. She was around 3 when I asked her who she was talking to, her reply didn't shock me but brought comfort. She smiled up at me and said "nannie, and she says she loves you." it still to this day brings a tear to my eye and a smile to my face. At times I can still hear Cheyenne talking to her nannie and that’s awesome. I moved to Arizona July 04. Now my favorite animal is squirrels. I miss them the most since our move and people are always telling me that there aren't any in phoenix, at least not the grey ones I’m use to. On Sunday morning I was getting my son ready to go fishing with his sister and friends when I saw it, sitting on my wall at the back of my house was a grey squirrel. Well I knew who it was just by the oddness of seeing it here. I told my daughter and she said it was nannie saying hi, and I agreed. Now the strange thing, Monday night around 8 my kids were coming down the hall and a clock that is hung on a cabinet facing up the hall just jumped off the nail and landed on the floor. Now all 4 of us saw this happen. No one said anything except to ask if we all saw the same thing, and yes we did. That was not the first time it has happened. About a week earlier I was watching TV after everyone had gone to bed when I heard a loud thud. When I went to look I found the same clock had fallen into the trash. I know my mom has followed my family here, but there is something else that is here as well. I hope to find out soon, or I’m going to be buying a lot of clocks I think.

Robyn E