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QUOTE (RETROCRX @ Dec 11 2009, 12:56 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Shoulda chatted her up, maybe you could have gotten some on the job nookie!?


LOL laugh.gif from a ghost? hahaha


Really ballade, if i had seen something like that i would've ran and screamed like a little girl.... was she hot?

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QUOTE (olskurida @ Dec 11 2009, 10:11 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
LOL laugh.gif from a ghost? hahaha

was she hot?


AH HA! See now you're thinking the same thing!!

Edited by RETROCRX, 12 December 2009 - 04:47 PM.

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Okay so here it goes. This story may sound corny but it is the only thing to a ghost related I have ever cam across

I had always lived out in the middle of no where but when I was 14 a family with kids my age moved in down the street so naturally being the only kids our age around we became friends (my buddy and his sister) about one year before they moved there the owner of the house died (natually probably old age) that was sometime in mid May. May came around and one night while we where watching TV my buddys mom fell down the stairs and knocked herself out didn't remember what had happened or why she fell. but she fell once every year mid May always knocking herself out. They lived there 3 years and she fell 3 times we always told her it was the old guy haunting her but who knows right.

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I honestly do believe that Ghost is not reading this anymore. CLOSED, and not required until GHOST-ONE reopens it.
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I walked downstairs when I was a child after being awoken from mysterrious glass shatter. I looked to the stairs to return to my warm bed, only to see A GHOST!!!

Turned out, it was only the reflection of the polar ice caps melting and then the sunlight reflecting off of a satellite and into my house.

The end.
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Welcome to the site Gabe!

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I was driving home one night with my Dad and up ahead I saw an old car like a Model T Ford drive over the road and through a bush. When we got to the bush it was solid with no gaps or gates or anything like that. The weird thing was my Dad saw it too, so explain that one!

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Well I guess ima have to post this story to gain full acess to my acct. Very real and very sad story. Back before the first crx hit the streets I lived in an apartment with 3 sisters and my parents. We had some korean friends who were mother father 2 sisters and a boy im from Laos btw. Their 2 sisters were about 12 and 10 and little brother 4 my sisters were 13 and 11 and i was almost 5. So it was a very good and fun friendship. Everything was good but their father was an alcoholic.

One day just like everyother day we were at thier house 6kids playing laughing and my sister started to cook some spaghetti and as she was bioling the water something weird started to happen. Koreans love to decorate thier houses and this family was no exception. They had pecock feathers in a vase and a few asian boble head dolls. I mention these because these things started to move on thier own. The AC in the house was off and all windows and doors closed the weather was perfect and it wasnt hot or windy.

My 11yrs old sister first saw these things happening. Shes telling us "look at the feathers thier moving and the boble heads are dancing on thier own". This scared me some and as I was a little boy I was kinda scared, kinda hoped that they were pranking us little ones. Well they were serious and started to investigate the rest of the house. Were not allowed in the parents bed room but we had to investigate so we went in. Thier mom had a statue of an owl perched up high and as we were walking by the eyes followed us. We were all scared shitless now and decided to run out the house. As we all left the house as fast as we could the little boy was on the loveseat still inside. You know how kinds are all the sisters were telling eachother to go get him and he was in there crying. They decided all to go in and we all came out together this time.

We crossed the street out of thier apartment and decided to fight whatever was in there. So we got branches from a plum tree and each one armed decided to go back in (oh yea and my sister forgot to turn the boiling water off lol). So we go back in sticks in hand poking and smacking this and that. Stuff still moved on thier own and the owl stared ever more intensly. We lost the fight and ran to my apartment and told my mom everything. She said "where are the kids parents?" we said we dont know maybe thier moms at work. My mom was skeptical saying you dam kids telling ghost stories scaring eachother now your all freaked out.

We persisted and off we all went to thier apartment mom in tow. We were sure an adult could sort this all out. As she went in she had an uneasy feeling but she didnt show or tell us until a later time. She asked what we saw and what happen and why. She investigated the whole house all except 1 closet. As you walk into this apartment to the immediate left is the living room where the sofa and loveseat are. To the immediate left is the sofa, and on the adjoinning wall is the loveseat and a closet behind the loveseat. After her inestigation of the house she was about to check in the closet and for some reason all of us were like noooo noooo please dont. She was like ah kids nothings in there and she proceded to lift the loveseat out the way. As she did the little boy latched onto her leg. She pretended that she was gonna hit him so he would let go. As she raised her hand she felt a sharp slap on ler leg which she told no one at that time. She said ok camly lets just go to our house then. Pushed the loveseat back and we all left.

Back at home my oldest sister (16)finally came home from work. From what I could hear and remember they we very worried that something might have happen to the kids mother. Every night thier father would come get them if they were at my house and my father got home at 1:30 Am. So it was just us kids and my mom we really didnt want them to go with thier father, but we had to let them go when he came. He was kinda late that day 12:30 when he came by to get them we were all sleeping by that time. We tried to ask if they could spend the night but he said no they got to come home. When my father came home 1 hr later my mom told him everything and he just said dont worry everything is ok.

Well things werent ok! The worst posible thing that could happen did. Heres the story of our friends whom we loved and never seen them since. Metro police had been notifyied that the momther had not shown up for work in 2 days. When they go to the house to investigate they find her remains in the closet behind the loveseat. She was dismembered arms, legs, torso, and head. That same morning a Aluminum can collector found a nicley wrapped item in one of the large green dumpsters used for apartments here in vegas. He uncovered one of her arms. As I write this I get chills and goose bumps He will be in prison for life and the kids went to live with thier grand parents. We never heard from them since.

Even in the afterlife she reached out and tried to warn us to get the hell out of there. This was a very long post but its true. I wish I could find the family again but with all Korean names so similar its been very hard. Thanks for reading.

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Hi RPR, this story is not about me but it did happen to my dad. I think it was in the beging of the 90's he and my mom were in a hotel, they were still unpacking when he just dozed off on the bed. A couple minutes later he woke up like from a nightmare. He then turns to my mom and said that someone died in this room. So my mom called the front desk and got a new room. When they left the next day the my dad asked the guy at the counter if anyone had ever had died in room that they were in, the guy was stuned. It turns out someone did die there 3 years before this had happened.




Believe it or not, it really did happen.

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Alright you want a ghost story? Isn't much of one but it did happen. Late 60s me & my lady @ the time were living in Chicago, in an old Brownstone apartment, 3-story walkup, we were on the third floor. Woman who owned the building was old, said she & her husband had bought the building in 1918 when they came to America after WW1. The previous tenant of our apartment was an old friend of hers who had passed on. Nice apt, big, airy, quiet, just us & 2 cats. Living room had a mantle but no fireplace, heat5ed by coal delivered through the alleys in old solid-rubber tired Brockways but that's another story. The cats didn't go on the mantle.
Anyway one of the big albums of '69 was Black Sabbath & the album cover showed a 'Black Mass'. Someone gave the Old Lady a poster of this & she put it over the mantle. Next morning it had been torn down & was on the floor. She put it back up, it was torn down the next morning. She said nasty things about the cats, rehung the damn thing & put a bunch of crap on the mantle sao the cats couldn't tear the poster down. Next morning, crap's still on the mantle, poster's on the floor. I threw the poster away, put up something else, no more issues no more poster on the ground.


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So finding this thread, now the noob requirements make sense! Its not really interesting but ya.

When I was a little kid, we used to live in another house on the other side of town. Every now & then, I would wake up in the middle of the night; & where I had kept a small plastic chair placed in a corner of my room, I would see a weird figure sitting down. It was dark in my room (no night light or really any street light) but the figure was always darker than the surrounding environment. Yet the only thing that ever stood out, were its round nose, the top of its head which seemed to be a square with a triangle missing from the middle like this |\/|, and this eerie feeling like it was always grinning at me. My parents would always say that little things would disappear and reappear all the time. Idk if that place was haunted, but none of these things happened once we moved out.
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Hi just following board rules and posting my ghost story.
Well I was raised in TN and there was a place call mount pyria? I think i dont quite remember, but anyways there is a story about this place that there was a family of 6 that lived in this house up in the middle of this forest hillish mountain. Well the story goes that one by one the children died of unknown causes then the wife, the father made these statues for the lost ones and stood them in front of the woods leading into his land. Well after losing his family for while he went crazy and knocked off all the heads off the statues and died a few feet into the woods from the statues.

Well me and some buddies decided to go visit these statues at around 1-2 am. When we got there we were slighting amazed on how beautiful the statues would have been if they still had there heads. One person brought a digital camera and decided to take a few pics. Well after she snapped a few pics we heard a rustle in the woods a few feet from the statues so she snapped a pic to see what it was. While reviewing the picture to figure out what it was, I shit you not in the picture there was a red figure that was almost smokey like supposedly in the same spot where the father died. We looked up to see if anything was there and there wasnt and after glancing the camera again we were like screw this and booked it. Till this day my friends talk about this memory with shivers and goosebumps.
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Ghost Story? Somewhere early in the thread I think there was a comment about Canada being "haunted as f**k". I know I've heard and read a lot of stories about hauntings in Ontario, and especially Toronto, but I'm sure it's the same everywhere.

Our house was built in the housing boom following WWII - a solid block 3 bedroom bungalow. There were a several owners before us of course, and it seems each owner left their own "mark" on the house. Some in the form of minor renovations, repairs or updates. Some in the form of messages scrawled on the walls that were subsequently covered with mirrors (yep, that was in the '80s). I even found a couple of really bad paperback porn novels hidden in a suspended ceiling. It seems nobody stayed there for more than a few years. We later found out that one of the previous owners had the same surname as us! Turns out he was a bit of a deadbeat so I hope we aren't related.

Anyway, with so many previous owners and tenants making mechanical changes to the house, you have to expect that not everything is going to work all of the time - or at least work as well as it may have before anyone tampered with it. Occasionally we would find a faucet partially on, or a light switch part way between on/off. It's easy when there's more than one person in the house to simply assume somebody left it that way - especially with a couple of young kids. It was a little tougher to believe that it was somebody else when it happened in the night - in a small house, you usually hear people getting up and moving around.

In any house, the kitchen is often the heart of the home. In a small house, it's often the busiest room simply by design. We had to go through the kitchen to get anywhere else in the house. While we had simply decided that it had something to do with the efficiency of the HVAC system, there were always pockets of cold air in the kitchen, and oddly enough, not always in the same place.

In 2008, we did a major renovation - gutted the whole house and added a second floor for all the bedrooms and a couple of new bathrooms. On the main floor, the kitchen was relocated to the back of the house. Or course, with all new supply ducts and air returns, better windows and insulated walls, the cold spots aren't there in the kitchen anymore. The small office where the kitchen used to be is sometimes chilly though.

The renovation lasted about 4 months and it drew a lot of attention from the neighbours. We spent a lot of time talking about the changes, and they told us a lot about the history of the house. We met the previous owners when we bought the house from them, and we knew they had been separated and he was living in the apartment downstairs. Prior to that, one of our neighbour's sons had owned the house and fixed it up to be a rental. It was in pretty bad shape before the last owners fixed it up again. We learned there were basement tenants at one point, and the couple living downstairs actually had their wedding ceremony in the basement in front of the stone fireplace. They had since moved out of the city to a much bigger property. Sadly, he was killed in a helicopter accident last year.

I also heard, but have been unable to confirm by any real source, that the original owners of the house lived their until their deaths. As usual the husband died first. The wife? She died alone years later, in the kitchen.



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Well i haven't experienced much in the form of being able to tell a ghost story but here's goes nothin...

About 4 months ago me and a few friends were watching a "scary" movie. Now throughout the whole movie none of us really thought that it was all that good and scary, but it did have this extremely creepy owl that kept appearing in it and starling us throughout the whole thing. After the movie was over we sat and talked for a while until it was time for us to leave. We went up stairs and started walked out my friends back door towards our cars that were about 50 meters away. when all of the sudden a huge owl took of out of his tree that was about 5 yards from us. after just watching a movie with a creepy owl in it we all took off as fast as we could and i do believe i've never seen those kids run that fast in my entire life! it scared us all so bad we locked all the car doors as soon as we opened up and had to catch our breath.

Now i know not much of a ghost story but it's at least a good laugh and it scared the living crap outta us at that time smile.gif

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ph34r.gif so one time i was running and saw a ball up on a roof of a weird house. I was a young little lad and i Went up and got it but curiousity kicked in and i went into the house. there when i walked in was a ghost platypus and it smaked me in the face and took the ball and two other balls of mine... ever since i have not felt the same i have no idea why but i mean yea.... then i finally saw him again and he had kids i was like what and then he raped me that is the end thanks..,.