Scared Stiff in Savannah

Mocefice

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Hello everyone, Mo here! I am brand new to the site and will probably end up staying up all night tonight to read everything you all have been talking about lately. Buckle up, because I am a glorified story-teller (which my husband constantly reminds me of because he isn't a big fan ha).

My true paranormal story begins in Savannah, Ga. I moved there in 2006 to attend the Savannah College of Art and Design where I would eventually graduate from with a BFA in Illustration (but not important to the story). Not only was I buzzing from living away from home for the first time, meeting new people and studying one of my passions, but I was ECSTATIC to be in such a charged area. My first experience was in my actual dorm (which was an old HoJo, rusting away. I never understood how I spent somewhere in the range of 80k for my education and the dorms didn't improve for YEARS). Anyway, I woke up hazzy in the middle of the night to a 'party' or gathering of some kind in my room. My roommate was sleeping in her bed but all I could see were hazzy people all around the room having conversations. There was a man in what looked like a cowboy hat with another woman standing over my bed talking. I couldn't move. I wasn't afraid I was just confused. As soon as I sat up, everything was gone. Then another night when I lived alone in the room, I awoke in the morning to my door wide open (which was scary, it led to the outside. That and the doors were extremely heavy and difficult to lock so I was very confused.

Fast forward to the house. I moved out of the dorms and in with a roommate I didn't know. The house was a duplex, another girl lives upstairs. It wasn't in a very good area in Savannah but still in town. The activity began rather quickly and started off innocently enough. I woke one morning to hearing glasses clinking and what sounded like them being slid across the kitchen counter. I assumed my roommate was up making breakfast but when I left my room I noticed she was asleep in her bed with her dog. I backed up and went back into my room lol. Some mornings I would hear that or plates banging around. My black lab Abbey was 7 months old at the time but she would never sleep near the wall (my bed was pushed into the corner of my room). I could never get her to go near the wall, she was very stubborn about that. I would see the whites of her eyes when I'd try to push her off me. Well months go by and we go into the closet on the other side of said wall. We started poking around and slowly noticed there was A DOOR there, boarded up behind a bunch of boxes. The old molding wallpaper was still there. Not sure what kind of 'portal' or something ? was there, but I thought it had to have something to do with Abbey not wanting to be near that wall...

One night I saw my first full-blown apparition. My ex had come to stay the night and we were alone in the house. I couldn't sleep so I turned over to face the door leaving my room (which we left open). Standing there, leaning against nothing, foot propped up on his knee was a cowboy. He had a huge cowboy hat on, and his head was tilted down. It was just a black figure but I could tell that he had on boots with spurs and he was holding onto his hat. As soon as I noticed him, He put his foot down, turned his head, and walked out of my room and disappeared down the hall. I started screaming, woke up my ex, and we walked through my house with my bible HA. That was the most incredible thing I've ever seen, and whenever I tell people, I hate that they don't believe me. Because I know EXACTLY what I saw.

The worst night was one where I couldn't sleep. I was totally alone in the house and I felt vounerable. Suddenly there was a swirling black mass about my bed. I could see it turning and swirling. It would turn into a dark cloud or mass, and move into the corners. I was so terrified I called my mother at 4:30 in the morning, once again got my bible out, and actually started reading bible verses (which isn'e me, but that's just how scared I was).

My roommate and I needed to clear out the underside of the house one day and we found some old bricks with names on them. When we googled them (wish I could remember the names), the only thing that came back was something about a funeral home.

I couldn't wait to leave that house. I always thought it would be so cool to have something in my own home but for some reason it scared me. I never felt safe from it there because once it was in my room, I didn't have a safe space anymore. I was also 21 so I also think I was just young and not into facing it. Every single house we moved into after that I was so scared it would be haunted, but never again did I experience anything like that.
 
That is a perfect example of how people often do a very sudden change from "wanting" a paranormal experience to "what the heck was I thinking!" Having an experience at a young age often gets us to view the phenomena in a totally different light. Thanks for sharing that, Mo. It's nice to know where and when people had their first experiences.
 
Hello everyone, Mo here! I am brand new to the site and will probably end up staying up all night tonight to read everything you all have been talking about lately. Buckle up, because I am a glorified story-teller (which my husband constantly reminds me of because he isn't a big fan ha).

My true paranormal story begins in Savannah, Ga. I moved there in 2006 to attend the Savannah College of Art and Design where I would eventually graduate from with a BFA in Illustration (but not important to the story). Not only was I buzzing from living away from home for the first time, meeting new people and studying one of my passions, but I was ECSTATIC to be in such a charged area. My first experience was in my actual dorm (which was an old HoJo, rusting away. I never understood how I spent somewhere in the range of 80k for my education and the dorms didn't improve for YEARS). Anyway, I woke up hazzy in the middle of the night to a 'party' or gathering of some kind in my room. My roommate was sleeping in her bed but all I could see were hazzy people all around the room having conversations. There was a man in what looked like a cowboy hat with another woman standing over my bed talking. I couldn't move. I wasn't afraid I was just confused. As soon as I sat up, everything was gone. Then another night when I lived alone in the room, I awoke in the morning to my door wide open (which was scary, it led to the outside. That and the doors were extremely heavy and difficult to lock so I was very confused.

Fast forward to the house. I moved out of the dorms and in with a roommate I didn't know. The house was a duplex, another girl lives upstairs. It wasn't in a very good area in Savannah but still in town. The activity began rather quickly and started off innocently enough. I woke one morning to hearing glasses clinking and what sounded like them being slid across the kitchen counter. I assumed my roommate was up making breakfast but when I left my room I noticed she was asleep in her bed with her dog. I backed up and went back into my room lol. Some mornings I would hear that or plates banging around. My black lab Abbey was 7 months old at the time but she would never sleep near the wall (my bed was pushed into the corner of my room). I could never get her to go near the wall, she was very stubborn about that. I would see the whites of her eyes when I'd try to push her off me. Well months go by and we go into the closet on the other side of said wall. We started poking around and slowly noticed there was A DOOR there, boarded up behind a bunch of boxes. The old molding wallpaper was still there. Not sure what kind of 'portal' or something ? was there, but I thought it had to have something to do with Abbey not wanting to be near that wall...

One night I saw my first full-blown apparition. My ex had come to stay the night and we were alone in the house. I couldn't sleep so I turned over to face the door leaving my room (which we left open). Standing there, leaning against nothing, foot propped up on his knee was a cowboy. He had a huge cowboy hat on, and his head was tilted down. It was just a black figure but I could tell that he had on boots with spurs and he was holding onto his hat. As soon as I noticed him, He put his foot down, turned his head, and walked out of my room and disappeared down the hall. I started screaming, woke up my ex, and we walked through my house with my bible HA. That was the most incredible thing I've ever seen, and whenever I tell people, I hate that they don't believe me. Because I know EXACTLY what I saw.

The worst night was one where I couldn't sleep. I was totally alone in the house and I felt vounerable. Suddenly there was a swirling black mass about my bed. I could see it turning and swirling. It would turn into a dark cloud or mass, and move into the corners. I was so terrified I called my mother at 4:30 in the morning, once again got my bible out, and actually started reading bible verses (which isn'e me, but that's just how scared I was).

My roommate and I needed to clear out the underside of the house one day and we found some old bricks with names on them. When we googled them (wish I could remember the names), the only thing that came back was something about a funeral home.

I couldn't wait to leave that house. I always thought it would be so cool to have something in my own home but for some reason it scared me. I never felt safe from it there because once it was in my room, I didn't have a safe space anymore. I was also 21 so I also think I was just young and not into facing it. Every single house we moved into after that I was so scared it would be haunted, but never again did I experience anything like that.
isnt Savannah a beautiful city...... great job at writing your experience out., but Savannah IS called "the city built on her dead " for a reason....
 
isnt Savannah a beautiful city...... great job at writing your experience out., but Savannah IS called "the city built on her dead " for a reason....
This is SO true, such a rich history. I am actually taking a trip next month with my husband to revisit our city where we met and enjoy all it has now (we've been gone 10 years now). The best 'ghost tour' I've found so far is expensive, but they let you use actual equipment and it's at midnight. Says satisfaction 100% guaranteed - might try it.

Do you know the history of the city? It's very interesting: When built, it was only about a square wide. Yellow fever was spreading like wildfire and whenever someone perished, they would toss the bodies over the town wall. So when it needed to be expanded, General Oglethorpe held a town meeting stating the city walls will be torn down to expand the town. And people would need to come 'claim their dead' otherwise they would be built on top of. Clearly no one wanted to do that, so they built the town ontop of the bodies, which is why it's so active.
 
This is SO true, such a rich history. I am actually taking a trip next month with my husband to revisit our city where we met and enjoy all it has now (we've been gone 10 years now). The best 'ghost tour' I've found so far is expensive, but they let you use actual equipment and it's at midnight. Says satisfaction 100% guaranteed - might try it.

Do you know the history of the city? It's very interesting: When built, it was only about a square wide. Yellow fever was spreading like wildfire and whenever someone perished, they would toss the bodies over the town wall. So when it needed to be expanded, General Oglethorpe held a town meeting stating the city walls will be torn down to expand the town. And people would need to come 'claim their dead' otherwise they would be built on top of. Clearly no one wanted to do that, so they built the town ontop of the bodies, which is why it's so active.
i lived there for a very long time, still go back 5 or more times a year, it will always be home and one day i will probably be back to stay.... love the georgia coast and that city, if you havent been in 10 years youre in for a surprise, river street has changed a lot, some good and some not so much, commercialized even more now, but the market at the south end is cool, market district is still roughly the same as is the whole historic area.... the squares are all still the same and nice to walk late nights.... scad is still the same pretty much so youll remember that very well.... abercrombie is extremely crowded now, very heavy congestion. but all in all its still savannah......
 
i lived there for a very long time, still go back 5 or more times a year, it will always be home and one day i will probably be back to stay.... love the georgia coast and that city, if you havent been in 10 years youre in for a surprise, river street has changed a lot, some good and some not so much, commercialized even more now, but the market at the south end is cool, market district is still roughly the same as is the whole historic area.... the squares are all still the same and nice to walk late nights.... scad is still the same pretty much so youll remember that very well.... abercrombie is extremely crowded now, very heavy congestion. but all in all its still savannah......
I love it!

I strongly believe when we moved I was bored. I didn't like the fact that it was so small, I didn't like going to the bank or Kroger without seeing someone I knew. I also disliked the lack of concerts and events. I think I was a bit spoiled. I've matured much since then and am now trying to convince my husband to move us BACK. He is hesitant as he has a decent job here. I cannot wait to go back, such a beautiful city. Just wow.

Did you live in town or on the south side?
 
I am so glad you asked that. I tried doing some research the other day and hit a dead end. I'm not good with that kind of thing so not entirely sure how to find the history of the house. Any tips?
I start by looking at real estate/property tax records for the address to determine when it was built and previous owners. You can also file a FOIA request to the police and fire departments responsible for the area to determine if any they responded to emergency calls at the address.
 
I start by looking at real estate/property tax records for the address to determine when it was built and previous owners. You can also file a FOIA request to the police and fire departments responsible for the area to determine if any they responded to emergency calls at the address.
Very grateful I know a few real estate agents I can call and they can dig up this info stat. Will keep everyone updated...

There is no way something hasn't been recorded with police or online..