Do You Believe in Ghosts??
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Originally Posted by Hannibal
Hehehehe... Silver bullets? Hehehehe... I'm already dead you FOOL! I am the darkness you cannot see! I am the cold chill you feel when you do not know! When you feel the touch of a hand but no one was there, it was me. When you feel someone is watching you, WE ARE... When you sleep, we are but inches from your peaceful and shadowed face. Waiting to get in only to dash away as a shadow if you awaken. Oh to be alive again!
Clarice is a good girl. She loves life but is fascinated by death. She loves God but is fascinated by evil. She knows better but she loves me anyway.

Clarice is a good girl. She loves life but is fascinated by death. She loves God but is fascinated by evil. She knows better but she loves me anyway.

Originally Posted by Flashdancr
Hannibal your really starting to creep me out! 

I gotta ride in an elevator at least 10 times a day.
Although, taking the stairs probably wouldn't kill me.
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Yes I have that problem of knowing things before they happen. It's usually about major events that I will witness or will happen to me and my family. So with that said here is another story that happened to me.
I was driving home from work. I got caught at a light just before the last 15miles of no lights to my house. I'm sitting thinking man this sucks I'm tired I just wanna go home. I noticed this really nice Blue Chopper. The moment I looked at him the words "Too bad you are riding to your death" came flying out of my mouth. I couldn't stop them. So the light turns green and we start to go, then all of a sudden the light turns red, I'm the 4th car back and this is very unsual for this light. I got sick to my stomach. I knew I had to catch the guy on the bike and warn him, even though I have been told not to do that by others. I dont care I tell people anyways. I wait for the light by this point I'm shaking really bad cause I know the guy is going to die. The turns I take off as fast as I can in my Neon (it was a 15.6 1/4 monster lol) I have a few cars ahead of me that I can't pass. All of a sudden I notice black billowing smoke right up ahead past some trees. I slow way down and I knew it was over, I couldn't help him. At this point I'm in tears, seriously sobbing and shaking which is not normal for me. I pull up to the scene. Yup it was the guy on the bike, his bike was on fire and I won't even describe his condition. I didn't stop because alot of people were there and on cell phones. I slowly drove past him. I kept driving and I saw a white pick up truck that had serious front end damage. I pulled off the road and looked across the fields to see if I could find the driver. I couldn't. Next day in the paper that truck was said to be the vehicle that Tboned and killed the motorcyclist. I knew the day of his funeral and about 100 Bikers road down my street that day, all of them with flags waving.
This haunts me to this day. I wanted to help him but I couldn't. Maybe it was just meant to be that way. I do have ghosts stories. But they aren't as exciting as the things I have known before hand.
I was driving home from work. I got caught at a light just before the last 15miles of no lights to my house. I'm sitting thinking man this sucks I'm tired I just wanna go home. I noticed this really nice Blue Chopper. The moment I looked at him the words "Too bad you are riding to your death" came flying out of my mouth. I couldn't stop them. So the light turns green and we start to go, then all of a sudden the light turns red, I'm the 4th car back and this is very unsual for this light. I got sick to my stomach. I knew I had to catch the guy on the bike and warn him, even though I have been told not to do that by others. I dont care I tell people anyways. I wait for the light by this point I'm shaking really bad cause I know the guy is going to die. The turns I take off as fast as I can in my Neon (it was a 15.6 1/4 monster lol) I have a few cars ahead of me that I can't pass. All of a sudden I notice black billowing smoke right up ahead past some trees. I slow way down and I knew it was over, I couldn't help him. At this point I'm in tears, seriously sobbing and shaking which is not normal for me. I pull up to the scene. Yup it was the guy on the bike, his bike was on fire and I won't even describe his condition. I didn't stop because alot of people were there and on cell phones. I slowly drove past him. I kept driving and I saw a white pick up truck that had serious front end damage. I pulled off the road and looked across the fields to see if I could find the driver. I couldn't. Next day in the paper that truck was said to be the vehicle that Tboned and killed the motorcyclist. I knew the day of his funeral and about 100 Bikers road down my street that day, all of them with flags waving.
This haunts me to this day. I wanted to help him but I couldn't. Maybe it was just meant to be that way. I do have ghosts stories. But they aren't as exciting as the things I have known before hand.
First post here on the forums, very interesting thread!! I've got a story. My ex-gf has family in Oklahoma City. They were all out of town except for two daughters, aged 20 and 15 (I think, about that age anyways). This was the day the tornadoes hit back in 96 or 98? The big ones that annihilated everything. Well here come these tornadoes. Girls are trying to get to the bathroom to hide in the bathtub when theres a loud knock on front door. It was there Uncle. He tells them "Stay out of the bath tub, use the closet in your parents room." Then walks away. So they run to their parents closet and hide there. Tornadoes devestate the entire house. You probably remember the pic on the cover of Time magazine with the whole neighborhood gone, thats where they lived. Anyways, long story short.....the bath tub ended up having a huge tree stuffed into it and the Uncle had been dead for 2 years. I believe as I heard them tell the story firsthand and they WERENT making it up.
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Originally Posted by devilbrad
First post here on the forums, very interesting thread!! I've got a story. My ex-gf has family in Oklahoma City. They were all out of town except for two daughters, aged 20 and 15 (I think, about that age anyways). This was the day the tornadoes hit back in 96 or 98? The big ones that annihilated everything. Well here come these tornadoes. Girls are trying to get to the bathroom to hide in the bathtub when theres a loud knock on front door. It was there Uncle. He tells them "Stay out of the bath tub, use the closet in your parents room." Then walks away. So they run to their parents closet and hide there. Tornadoes devestate the entire house. You probably remember the pic on the cover of Time magazine with the whole neighborhood gone, thats where they lived. Anyways, long story short.....the bath tub ended up having a huge tree stuffed into it and the Uncle had been dead for 2 years. I believe as I heard them tell the story firsthand and they WERENT making it up.
Thanks! I actually have one more story. My grandparents on my fathers side built a house in the foothills of the Sierras, up north of Auburn, CA, south of Tahoe in a town called Alta. Two story house, the upstairs was two huge rooms, each with two beds and a closet. The one room always kinda made me feel weird and I remember as a kid multipule times just staring into the dark closet that had no door. One night I'm on one bed, my mother is in the other, I awaken to her going "ouch!" Not one second later something tugs hard on my hair and I flipped out and screamed. My mom asks if I was ok and I tell her something tugged on my hair, she says "Me too". I asked other relatives as I grew up that I knew had stayed up there and they all have had similar experiences or feelings in that room, but not the other. No one had ever died in the house and as far as I know its not on a burial ground. So who knows........
Originally Posted by devilbrad
First post here on the forums, very interesting thread!! I've got a story. My ex-gf has family in Oklahoma City. They were all out of town except for two daughters, aged 20 and 15 (I think, about that age anyways). This was the day the tornadoes hit back in 96 or 98? The big ones that annihilated everything. Well here come these tornadoes. Girls are trying to get to the bathroom to hide in the bathtub when theres a loud knock on front door. It was there Uncle. He tells them "Stay out of the bath tub, use the closet in your parents room." Then walks away. So they run to their parents closet and hide there. Tornadoes devestate the entire house. You probably remember the pic on the cover of Time magazine with the whole neighborhood gone, thats where they lived. Anyways, long story short.....the bath tub ended up having a huge tree stuffed into it and the Uncle had been dead for 2 years. I believe as I heard them tell the story firsthand and they WERENT making it up.
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Originally Posted by Marine
I had a similar experience to Top's friend. I was living with my girlfriend at the time, and I woke up EXACTLY at 1200 midnight. I could sense someone watching me from near the window. It was on my side of the bed. I was overcome with a tingling sensation all over my body, and I could not move- AT ALL! The only thing I could do was move my eyes. It felt like it lasted a long time, but when it was over, the clock still said 1200.
Our house was an "expandable cape"(unfinished upstairs).
We lived in the house two years before we started on the upstairs(3 bedrooms full bath).
I was on the computer in the living room. Everyone (Wife 5 yrs old daughter and 1 yr old twins) was sound asleep. I heard this big bang from upstairs. I turned around and the clock on the VCR said 12:00 Midnight. Needless to say I went to bed<hair standing on end, ran to bed and dove under the covers>.
The next night I was not about to be awake at midnight so I went to bed early(9:00-10:00)
I "used to" sleep with my arm under my pillow and hanging over the side of the bed. I was awoken by my arm being slammed down on the water-bed bumper! When I looked at the clock next to the bed guess what....it was 12:00 Midnight!!
OK now I'm scared ! I did what most grown men would do....."Honey wake up!!" You awake? Good stay awake until I go back to sleep!!.
Man did I snuggle her that night!
Later I heard my Daughter walk by our bedroom, I thought she must be going to the bathroom. I waited a few minutes then went to check on her. Well I looked in the bathroom, nobody was there! All three kids were sound asleep in their beds!!
Another time I heard the refrigerator open up saw the light glow form the bulb then heard it close, I got up and looked, You guessed it Everyone was sound asleep.
Another time My neighbor across the street was sitting in his truck and saw someone walk across our kitchen(We have big windows in the front t and a slider in the back so you can see straight through the house) He drove over because he knew I and my wife were working and (kids were with grama).
It had snowed that morning after we left..... He looked around the house and saw no footprints, he came in the house and checked the house out(retired cop and we leave the doors open) NOBODY was here!
He returned home and guess what? He saw someone walk back across the kitchen again!!
Again he came over repeated search and found nobody!
He told me this that night after I got home and he said "You DO have ghosts" I saw it....twice!
All of this stopped after finished the upstairs and put the box of carnival glass,china and a few silver pieces safely in the crawl space...NO we haven't touched it since!I guess he didn't want them broken during construction upstairs!
Oh another thing was I told them or him or her, you are more then welcome to say just done let me see you.
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Originally Posted by Hannibal
Hehehehe... Silver bullets? Hehehehe... I'm already dead you FOOL! I am the darkness you cannot see! I am the cold chill you feel when you do not know! When you feel the touch of a hand but no one was there, it was me. When you feel someone is watching you, WE ARE... When you sleep, we are but inches from your peaceful and shadowed face. Waiting to get in only to dash away as a shadow if you awaken. Oh to be alive again!
Clarice is a good girl. She loves life but is fascinated by death. She loves God but is fascinated by evil. She knows better but she loves me anyway.

Clarice is a good girl. She loves life but is fascinated by death. She loves God but is fascinated by evil. She knows better but she loves me anyway.

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Originally Posted by Chrisreyn
Britt. I live in the 666 zip code area, Topeka KS, zips: 66611, 66614, 66612,
66613, 66616 and 66610

66613, 66616 and 66610

Guess I know where I'm moving too.
A buddy and I took a road trip a few years ago out west and we had our picture taken by a Hwy 666 sign in northern NM. I can't say here what we were doing in front of said sign but it was pretty funny.
Britt
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Originally Posted by Beamwalker
some of you are seriously mislead. when a person dies they are dead. death is the opposite of life. the dead are conscious of nothing. they no longer exist in any realm. those "people" you say visit you are not people but wicked spirits. they are very active and they mislead people.

If you believe that way then so be it. Personally, I believe that death is just the beginning of all eternity and that, depending on the choices you made during your life, that eternity will be in one of two places (Heaven or Hell).
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Originally Posted by t-7 firefighter
Guess I know where I'm moving too.


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Originally Posted by Hoss
Come on now...you don't even believe in Satan so those numbers should mean nothing to you. 

The whole "ghost" thing is beyond me. I like reading all of your stories but like I said before. "The mind can play strange tricks on you". In my "personal" opinion, there are no such things as ghost or anything else (after you die) for that matter. But obviously I am in the minority.
I'm certainly not trying to discount anyone’s experiences. This is just "my" opinion.
Britt



