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Speaking of Halloween, let's tell ghost stories!
I don't have any that I really think were ghosts, but I do have an unexplained one. When we were living in NC, I was home alone on the 1st floor. I heard this very loud bang come from upstairs. It sounds like an adult jumped off one of the beds onto the floor. It was so loud, it startled all the animals. I went upstairs but I couldn't find anything out of place at ll. Nothing knocked over, everything was where it should be. Scared the crap out of me.
"Evolutionary game theorists...ignoring beebees on the nest since 2005"
Re: Speaking of Halloween, let's tell ghost stories!
Not a ghost story, but it seems like an appropriate thread. This is my BFF's favorite Halloween joke.
q: Why can't ghosts have babies?
a: because they have hollow weenies.
Bwhahahahahahahaha.
hahahaha! I am passing this on.
Hahahahahahahahaha..
When BF and I went on a ghost tour this past weekend, he leaned over and asked if I saw a blue light moving by one of the side windows inside a house. I did. Oh, and the house was vacant.
Years earlier I went on a similar ghost tour in another city and this heavy chain started swaying back and forth - we were in a basement room...no air flow, no strings or wires to make it do that. The tour guide noticed it too and said "that's the ghost of so-and-so who was imprisoned here". I ran back up the stairs.
I told this story on ML last week:
At my grandmother's house, my family all slept in the big bedroom (probably was the kids room at some point). At night we'd hear foot steps in the hall and there was always a cold, damp spot in the hallway near the bathroom. If we'd say "Hi grandpa, just going to the bathroom" the cold, damp spot would disappear.
Here is what I posted on D and R: (The first is my mom and dad's story, I'm not sure if it was the year before I was born, or if I was a baby at the time)
Right after my mom and dad got married and right before Christmas, they had plates and plates and plates of Christmas cookies disappear. My mom would make a batch, leave them on the counter on a tray and in the morning, all of the cookies would be gone. Every single one of them. They set out mouse traps, live traps... everything, and in the morning, the cookies were gone and the traps weren't spring. One night they sat in the dark, and they heard the cookies roll off the tray, drop on the floor and roll across the floor. They turned on a flashlight and the cookie sat in the middle of the floor, untouched.
After that experience, my mom gave up on the cookies and decided that she was going to make popcorn balls instead. She popped the popcorn one night and again, left it on the counter to cool. In the morning, all the popcorn was gone. She found it inside all of my dad's dresser drawers. The old bachelor who lived in the house before them loved sweets.
When I was in college, I stayed alone in our rental house twice, and both times I woke up and the same "man" was standing over me, watching me sleep. Once he was standing in the door way and the next time he was standing over the couch where I was sleeping.
I'm also positive that my grandpa came to me in a dream one night, but I don't believe that he was a ghost.
Ooooo... I forgot this one- I was laying in bed one morning and *something* bounced on my bed-- it felt like a cat or something, but nothing was there, I was alone in the room, but something definitely moved.
I'm going on a ghost tour Sunday night at an abandoned Insane Asylum that was used in the 19th century, when the practices were more like torture. One of my co-workers recommended it, and swears that one of the guys on his tour took a picture and the showed up with an appariation standing next to his wife (not just an orb, a human shape).
I'll post Monday if anything scary happens during the tour while we're on it.
Got another cheesy joke for ya:
Why are ghosts so messy when they eat?
Because they're always goblin
har har har