I have seen ghosts i have heard ghosts this house is haunted.gif "Alien")
Anyone else have any stories?
I have seen ghosts i have heard ghosts this house is haunted
Anyone else have any stories?
I got mine on film 2 days after Christmas last year real friggin cool too
Roth Army MP
Originally Posted by Panamark
thats some crazy shit
does the thing turn lights on and off...
what is the most haunted room in your house
Lights did go on and off for some time until i asked Him (Richard) to stop, Because was spooking people out with it. i knew the guy who lived here he had a Heart Attack and passed away. the house went for sale CHEAP... and well here we are. my dog was going nuts on December 27 2004 and would growl bark and run around from our living room to the far part of the kitchen and stop dead and lay on the floor. i told my kids to grab my Video Camera and turned off all the lights except for the TV put my camera in the lightest setting and started walking the kitchen i filmed for 5 minutes. and played it back what we saw on tape was a white Orb come right at me pause then just evaporate with a slight buzz. which i did not see or hear while i was filming . we still talk about it . as well as other things Richard has played on us i think also that there is a little girl here too i have heard her talking sometimes thought it was my Granddaughter , it wasn't.
scary
no
Originally posted by RIKK
Now, tj was indeed a major cunt. Indeed, he probably still is.
I was married to this beautiful woman with short brown hair, and was murdered by my jealous friend, who wanted to steal millions of dollars from an unmarked account.... luckily there was this black pyschic woman with dreads, who could hear me and communicate to my wife that her life was in danger!!!!Originally posted by EdwardVanHalen1
I have seen ghosts i have heard ghosts this house is haunted
Anyone else have any stories?
I lived in a haunted house for about a month...no serious problems, but the ghost made it's presence known to me that was for sure.
Long story.
Only time I have ever had a paranormal experience....
i love these threads.
i live above a funeral home.
woooooOOOOoooooOOOOOoooooooOOOOO!!!
i've tried to wake the stiffs up
by crankin' 'unchained' and 'no more tears'
at 4 am
but nothing ever happens
(apart from the police visiting for a cup of tea)
Originally posted by Hardrock69
I lived in a haunted house for about a month...no serious problems, but the ghost made it's presence known to me that was for sure.
Long story.
Only time I have ever had a paranormal experience....
i remember reading that, hr69. spooky!
Nope, can't say it is. None of the people I killed in dark rituals of blood and organ offerings to His Infernal Majesty, SATAN, has ever came back to haunt me. And so, I live happily with a basement full of corpses of virgins. Well, not exactly full... I mean, it's not that I don't try, I'm not lazy or anything, but 21 year old virgin women are SO hard to come by, these days. Plus, I couldn't help myself and ruined two perfectly good women, once. I mean, twice. 'Cos they were two, you know. So it wasn't once, it was twice. they were REALLY hot. I had to let them go afterwards. I mean, you can't bloody sacrifice a virgin if she's not virgin anymore, can you? Anyway, you would have done the same, so quit lookin' at me that way. I told you, they were really hot. Fine, don't believe me. See if I care.
Cheers! :bottle:
Even though I dont believe this stuff, I still find it fascinating... It's a very interesting subjet, and I'd love to hear some more stories!!
I forgot where that was HARDROCK, I think I only scanned that thread and meant to later read it more closely. Could you do me the favor of furnishing a link?Originally posted by Hardrock69
I lived in a haunted house for about a month...no serious problems, but the ghost made it's presence known to me that was for sure.
Long story.
Only time I have ever had a paranormal experience....
That's kind of where I'm at. I don't know if I believe in this stuff or not, but I've read a little on parapsychology. I do have a story, but I don't feel like posting it now.Originally posted by DeadOrAlive
Even though I dont believe this stuff, I still find it fascinating... It's a very interesting subjet, and I'd love to hear some more stories!!
Originally posted by Nickdfresh
I forgot where that was HARDROCK, I think I only scanned that thread and meant to later read it more closely. Could you do me the favor of furnishing a link?
sorry, i should have done it.
http://www.rotharmy.com/forums/showt...&postid=478039
My house is supposed to be haunted by a lady called Dorreen who lived and died here in the house. The lights go on and off occasionally, my daughters tv can turn itself on and the kettle has switched on by itself. I try to think that there are explainaqtions for this, shit wiring etc but who knows??
Our lights flicker and the tv turns on and off. Me and my uncle heard footsteps upstairs.We think it is a little girl and a man. this house was built in the 1800's
I believe in the "other side". I have had many experiences. Thing is, it's not something I go look for. It just happens. Here is one experience I will share:
I was about 17 years old, just came back from a Cheap Trick Concert. Went to bed, and woke up with seeing this little girl on my dresser smiling this evil smile with my Cheap Trick bow tie that I had bought at the concert. She just sat on the dresser, swinging her legs, and that evil twisted smile. I let out a quick scream, covered up my head with blankets and peeked out of them only to see that she was still there. You can argue and say I was asleep but, I was awake when I saw her. She would appear several times through out the years until I left this home and bought my own. Thing is, it would happen only in ODD years (ie. 1985, 1987, 1989, ect.) Or I would be at an odd age, ie. 15, 17, 19, 21, ect. The next time I saw her was when she brought a man with her. My door was closed to my room it was in the middle of winter, all windows were shut. I fell asleep with my headphones on listening to music. I woke up, took my headphones off and looked up. My bedroom door opened up just a few inches and slammed shut. Then the little girl and man appeared at the door. Just stood there. I was scared shitless. I told my mother about it. She told me it was a warning. That there was more to come. Little bit by little the little girl and man would come closer to my bed with each visit. Finally they were at my beds edge and I screamed, "Who the hell are you and what the hell do you want!" They vanished. From then on I slept with a light on in my room, and did so for many years. I stopped when I moved back in here, and I haven't seen nothing yet. Thing is....my son saw the Little Girl one night, and I never mentioned it to him because I didn't want to scare him. I told him about her after that, and since then....he hasn't had his light off. How old was he when she appeared? 11.
I try like hell to keep things all fluffy bunnies and pink daisies. But brutal truth smacks me in the ass all the time. ~Susie Q 2009
Stoooop! That's too scary, I'm gonna have nightmares. *shudders*Originally posted by Susie Q
I believe in the "other side". I have had many experiences. Thing is, it's not something I go look for. It just happens. Here is one experience I will share:
I was about 17 years old, just came back from a Cheap Trick Concert.
Cheers! :bottle:
HAHAHA!! I absolutely LOVE Cheap Trick. Them and Van Halen were my favorites back in the day.Originally posted by Imapus Sylicker
Stoooop! That's too scary, I'm gonna have nightmares. *shudders*
Cheers! :bottle:Still are.....
Cheap Trick is going to be playing a free concert here in Gnashville June 9....
I will be there....I do not want to be a rhomboidal, angulular cubazoid (a square).
My friend Raven has some really spooky ass stories!
She has been to the other side!
Freaky!
are you serious?that is freaky WARF:eek:Originally posted by WARF
My friend Raven has some really spooky ass stories!
She has been to the other side!
Freaky!
AWE!!! CG will make you feel all betterOriginally posted by Imapus Sylicker
Stoooop! That's too scary, I'm gonna have nightmares. *shudders*
Cheers! :bottle:
You lucky bastid!Originally posted by Hardrock69
Cheap Trick is going to be playing a free concert here in Gnashville June 9....
I will be there....I do not want to be a rhomboidal, angulular cubazoid (a square).
Woohoo! I mean... ooh, I'm so fragile and sensitive and scared right now, I need holding and conforting and stuff.Originally posted by canadiandlrgirl
AWE!!! CG will make you feel all better
Cheers! :bottle:
Originally posted by Imapus Sylicker
Woohoo! I mean... ooh, I'm so fragile and sensitive and scared right now, I need holding and conforting and stuff.
Cheers! :bottle:
Yes I do. Will you hold me? Please? I promise I won't take advantage of you... unless you ask me to.Originally posted by canadiandlrgirl
Cheers! :bottle:
Originally posted by Imapus Sylicker
Yes I do. Will you hold me? Please? I promise I won't take advantage of you... unless you ask me to.
Cheers! :bottle:awe now that is what i call a gentlemen
I have never SEEN ghosts, except in my dreams (where they will talk in riddles).
I've HEARD some several times in my life (late members of my family) in my everyday life, in a shockingly realistic way). Like my grandfather telling me "So what's the matter now, boy?", at the very place where he used to be a farmer, as I was on my train back to the city where I studied, the evening after his funeral... So striking!
But the voice I heard now and then through the years isn't to be attributed. A voice I heard until the age of 15 foresaw the most important events of my life. No rational relations could be made, but they all fulfilled... I wonder where this voice came from...
I've never SEEN ghosts in real life, but they've been in my dreams for a long time, and they've always appeared for meaningful purposes.
posted by Ellyllions Men say, "I'll never understand women." That's a very lonely place to be if you're a woman because we don't understand half of what we do either.posted by ALinChainz Katy, Pipe down, pump off, and fly back to your cave you old bat.
I can be all that and much more. Well, not that much more. Actually, you'll be lucky if I get to be a gentleman for more than half an hour. I can do a sexy voice asking for a vodka martini, though. Shaken, not stirred. You know, James Bond style. Only better looking.Originally posted by canadiandlrgirl
Cheers! :bottle:
really!!! that sounds sexy:pOriginally posted by Imapus Sylicker
I can be all that and much more. Well, not that much more. Actually, you'll be lucky if I get to be a gentleman for more than half an hour. I can do a sexy voice asking for a vodka martini, though. Shaken, not stirred. You know, James Bond style. Only better looking.
Cheers! :bottle:
Ghosts freak me out but i love talking about it
boo
Lived in a house for 4 years that had bad vibes connected to it. Was bought from an old man who was selling it dirt cheap. He moved out of state. A month later, two agents from the FBI came around asking if he had left a forwarding address, although they wouldn't say why they were looking for him.
Worst of it was a period of about two weeks or so. Whenever I'd be alone in the house, I'd hear voices coming from another room, as if several people were having a conversation. I knew I was the only one there, and made sure there were no radios or tvs left on in any of the other rooms (this was a fairly big house). So I'd get up, walk into every room and find nothing. Then the voices would start up again. I mean, I was tripping on psychedelics pretty heavily at that point, but am pretty sure I wasn't hallucinating.
Scramby eggs and bacon.
We have more Ghosts i gotta get em on tape at 11:56 pm last night this one let me know it was there. i was watching Dave Letterman when i seen it go past my TV, i friggin jumped right off my bed and went to see where it was going and it vanished. and it was a Child
Hmmmm
Nice to have guardian angels to watch over ya (whoever they once were).
Damn Terry....I would not exactly wanna be tripping when there was paranormal activity around....however the purpose of tripping, man, is to get off....and so having something like that happen musta REALLY been a trip....
I beleive that cats can see another dimention, maybe ghosts...
Sometimes, I swear my cat sees things that are surrounding us but that we just can't perceive.
She looks and reacts such in ways like: running funny with the rounded back, running around like crazy just before a storm etc...
Weeeiiird!!!
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Originally posted by Nitro Express
... What erases the linger of horniness more than Al Quaida? Then blondegirl can post some new hot dudes and stir a new wave of horniness...http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e9...i_triangle.jpgOriginally posted by Jérôme Frenchise
[B]... Cooking, I mean Cooking, is men's field...Originally posted by VanHalener
... Fight the Good Fight and Win!...Originally posted by FORD
... And let's face it, if mothers (except Chelsea Clinton's) ruled this world, there would be no goddamned war in the first place...
I have a few of these types of experiences to speak of, it was what convinced me there was a God.
I used to be a very dark person, Gothic before Gothic was a fashion statement.
Our drummers mother was a medium, or psychic for you literal folk, and we had little sessions to try and speak to the dead, bad move because we were successful.
This woman, Cindy, would always trip us kids out with little things like descriptions of places we were going to but never been, places she'd never been but described to a T.
One night in particular, we all gathered at the kitchen table. a couple of guys were not very serious at all and it was a bit of a buzz kill for me cause i was seriously into the idea of contacting the dead, but their tune changed quickly and sarcasm was replaced by total fear.
We all joined hands and she started doing this speech ritual to get the party started.
Then she began talking to herself, answering her own questions and such, and i was skeptical at her "performance" for lack of a better term.
Then she says very quietly, "We have company".
I looked around the room as if i were going to see someone but nobody was around.
One dude, Derrick, starts to goof off a bit so Cindy asks the question that changed me forever, "Give us a sign if you are with us".
At that very moment there was this banging sound that started in the cieling and came right down the center of the room and went through the floor, the dogs, 3 of them instantly went nuts barking and snapping at something that we could not see at all.
I remember the look on everyone's faces as vivid as if it were a minute ago, fear hit everyone but i was still unsure of what exactly was going on, half terrified, half not believing any of it.
She kept repeating to us NOT to break the chain (our joined hands) over and over and i had a death grip on Scott's hand boy, neither of us was letting go for anything.
Then the dogs just stopped barking and shot up the stairs crying, poor dogs
Then all of a sudden one of the dudes there, Craig, jumps up out of his seat and scared shitless said "Later!" and basically ran out the house, Cindy was screaming at him NOT to break the damn chain, but he left.
I became concerned when Cindy started acting all freaked out because the chain was broken.
We calmed her down a tad but she was freaked out and told us that she couldn't get rid of the entity without Craig coming back.
So Derrick gets up and goes to the phone to call him and try to get him to come back, Scott and I are just chilling in our chairs leaning back on the rear legs.
Next thing i know, Scott grabs my arm really really, and i mean really tight and in my usual chipper mood i got pissed and turned to bitch him out, the shit hurt, lol.
But the look on his face stopped me cold in my tracks.
Now i am positioned in front of the doorway that leads into the dining room, my back was to it and all Scott said to me was, "Dude, stick your hand in that room, so i did, and while the rest of the house was at 72 degrees, that dining room was ice fucking cold, no draft, just ice fucking cold, I freaked, spun around in my seat and looked into the room at the very same fucking time Scott did and there she was.
In the far corner of the room was this figure apparently wearing a white wedding dress, and it was kind of sour smelling, the shit wasn't pleasant at all.
Her face was pretty damn ugly and her eyes were open so wide just glaring at us both.
Scott and I looked at each other and both said in stereo, "That's it, i'm outta here" and we got up to bolt.
Everyone else was tripping on us asking "What?".
We couldn't answer, i don't even remember them asking me anything, but Derrick and Shaun being all macho decided to take a peak, it was like a flash because they saw it too and did not hesitate to run from the house, Cindy is freaking again because we all broke the chain and according to her and many incidents after that, this lady was trapped in the house and started doing shit to the kids at night, playing with appliances and shit.
A few months later, after mass pleading from her to bring everyone back to reverse whatever the hell it was we apparently did, we finally got everyone to return.
We joined hands and she did her little psychic thing with no incidents and peace returned to the home, it was as if a trucks weight was removed from her. I could see that in her eyes myself.
It was the strangest thing i had ever experienced in my life, i actually saw a ghost and was not alone.
It took us all awhile to discuss it, but when we did the fact that we all saw the same identical thing blew my mind.
My mother was into paying psychics for readings back then, so my skepticism was at full bore until that experience.
My mom was seeing a crook, Cindy was for real.
A few days later i called Scott to see when he wanted picked up for rehearsal and he told me his mother had just called and told him to tell me to be careful driving that night because she saw a problem with the wheel on my Charger....i checked out the car before leaving and discovered that 4 of 5 lugnuts on the driver side front wheel were loose.
Talk about freaky shit?
That freaked me out bad.
Some years passed and the last time a i saw Cindy she shook my hand and locked on to me, like in a damn movie, and told me i was going out of town the next day.
7 AM the next morning my Aunt called to tell us my Grandfather passed away, I had to drive my mother to Kentucky that afternoon.
But one thing that really haunts me about that woman is that back in '88 she told us all that she would never see the age of 50.
Scott called me out of the blue on November 15, 1999 and told me she died from heart failure, two weeks before her 50th birthday.
I have been through a few other experiences, but these involving Cindy Hillard were life altering events in my life.
I share more later, i'm tired of typing right now, lol.
Oh, one quick one though.....
The dude Derrick, from the above story, and I went to visit a friends grave one cold ass night, i forget the year.
We were bored one night and had some killer chemical weed to smoke, this weed made people pass out and was the color Grey.
The best shit i have ever smoked in my life.
Anyway, we cruised out there towards dusk, the sun was beginning to set and we wanted to smoke a doobie and push the roach into the ground for our friend.
We get there and it's really chilly out and we both sit on the opposite side of the grave so as to pass the joint and keep Mark between us.
I begin talking to Mark much the same way we did when he was alive and i'm noodling around getting ready to fire up the doob.
Then i remember that my lighter is in the car, so i go to get up and i use Marks headstone as a crutch to get off the ground, I instantly stopped in my tracks.
When my hand touched the tombstone, it was HOT, i mean it was HOT.
It's probably 40 degrees outside and this stone is HOT.
I walked to the grave next to it and that stone was cold, so were all of the stones near us, except Marks stone, It was HOT to the touch.
We got a little spooked and the sun was going down so we got in his camaro (Oh he has a sweat ass '68), and we decided that smoking that joint was not going to happen and bolted down the road.
The farther we got from the cemetary the louder this noise in the engine got until it threw a rod.
We walked to the Pony Keg to call for a ride and i just started laughing my ass off, we still hadn't gotten high yet but i remembered a time when Mark was just blasting on Derricks car because it had what he called a piece of shit 327 plant under the hood.
Mark had tried for years to get Derrick to put a 396 in it but Derrick never did it, said he would someday, but to that point hadn't.
I told Derrick that Mark was tired of waiting so he blew up the 327 to get him to do the engine swap, that's why i was laughing.
That 396 still sits proudly in that car and has never had a problem since it went in.
I don't know what it is about cemetaries, but i have been to so many funerals in my time that it has become a comfort zone for me.
At one time i wanted to attend the college of Mortuary Science and study to be a mortician.
Death and I are like a magnet to each other, it seems i have danced with death since i was 13 years old.
Then i was saved and i never went looking for the paranormal again.
I know it exists, i have seen it, i have felt it, and my turn to make the journey will eventually come.....I hope the wait is a long one, it won't be, this i also know, but i'm not going until i am damn good and ready to go.
Sweet Dreams Tiny Dancer, Sweet Dreams..................
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