Ghosts - Does anyone believe they exist? (house, covers, quote)

LukeM_UK · 03-18-2006, 06:18 AM

Thanks everyone for your input/s on my thread!!

Some of your stories are even more unsettling than mine, especially hobojesus', with his 'spinning shampoo bottle'. That really takes the piss out of 'mysterious'!!!

Anyway, here's another short story, not ghostly as such, but still fairly weird.

One day, (oh god this sounds like a fairy story!!

)

Well, one day, in 2004, I was awaken by a huge clatter and bang in my bedroom. It was about 6:30AM, and it was light outside, and the birds were singing and twittering outside. I knew what the clattering sound was straight away, but I couldn't work out how it had happened. The sound was like brush handles falling onto a wooden board, only three times as loud. So I looked around the room, and the wardrobe was standing in the corner. The noise had definately come from that, as if some broom handles (or something like that), had fallen over and hit the side of the wardrobe. I knew that the wardrobe was just full of coats on hangers. Anyway, I opened the doors and 'obviously', the coats were still there, and nothing else. I got back into bed, after weing woken up so rudely, and stared at the wardrobe for about 5 minutes, hoping for the loud crash to happen again. And guess what - it did, louder than before. The crash woke my parents, and I heard them open their bedroom door. They thought I'd fallen down the stairs!! So, yet another un-explainable story!!

Dead Eternity · 03-18-2006, 08:26 AM

One of my old teachers had a story that he told me, and showed pictures too...so their pretty true. Listen up...

My old teacher used to be a Ghost Hunter, yes you heard me right, ghost hunter. He would go to graveyards and explore stuff that people said was haunted. So one night, him and his friends went to check out a cemetary at night, (great idea huh?), and I can tell you this didn't end up pretty. They went through this broken in fence and...(god I feel like someones looking over my shoulder right now, seriously!!!!!!!)...it was all dark. For some reason, all the gravestones were over turned and faced facedown on the grass. Suddenly they all heard something that they made out as singing, from a young woman. So they went to check it out, and soon, they heard it right behind them. They stopped, and listened, something was singing right in front of them, and switched positions between the men. One of my teachers friends said, "umm, hi.......I'm paul. Umm, if you have anything to say, just say it." She kept on singing. Finally, Paul said, "could you give us a sign?" Right then, they heard a huge crash in the woods, something was running at lightning speed towards them, in the forest next to the cemetary. They all froze and waited and finnally, that running and crashing in the woods ended with a HUMUNGUS crash in the fence next to them, so hard, that the fence almsot fell over. They all ran and ran and noone stopped.....except for Paul. My teacher and his friends ran outside of the fence and about a block away, but Paul was still back there. He finally came back and said, "'eh, it was nothing." So they all went home. About a month later............Paul Died. Noone knows what happend, he wasn't sick, and didn't get shot or anything, he just...died.
When he was still alive, they all joked about how when they died, they would try to communicate with one another, like if one died and the others lived...exactly what happend...... So when my teacher told this story to us, he said, "haha, and so we all joked about how if one of us died, we'd show those of us that were still living that they were still there..." As he said that, his nose started to bleed, everyone got chills and really freaked out...

When they went to that graveyard, they all took pictures of stuff, like gravestones and trees and stuff, and when they were there, there wasn't really any fog or anything, but when the pictures turned out, there were fog images of, you could almost say, people.... I dunno, it was pretty creepy.

So yea, thats my Teachers real story.

right-track · 03-18-2006, 08:46 AM

Once I thought I saw a British Gas worker actually working, but I think it was just a trick of the light playing havoc with my eyesight.

LukeM_UK · 03-20-2006, 08:21 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by right-track

Once I thought I saw a British Gas worker actually working

Was he doing the right thing??

I once thought I saw a Transco van outside my house, but there wasn't. I don't know what made me think of Transco!!! - Weird....

Dead Eternity · 03-18-2006, 09:09 AM

hahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaa

~~under~~ · 03-20-2006, 07:51 PM

I believe ghosts exist because where do you think people get those crazy pictures from and all those great stories from.

I totally think ghosts exist because all the time I feel some breeze in my house going straight past me and I think it's pretty creepy.

So yes, I believe in them.

LukeM_UK · 03-21-2006, 08:47 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by H.I.M

Where do you think people get those crazy pictures?

Well I have a habit of taking pictures like that, unintentially.

There's a building in the town where I live which is the ruins of 'Windleshaw Chantry', built in 1435.

I've taken some pictures of the building in the dark, and some weird flashes of light and bright shapes appeared on the prints which I could not see when I took the photographs. And no, it wasn't "the camera's flash" - I didn't use flash.

Here's someone else's photograph of the same church.

TrampInaTux · 03-21-2006, 01:52 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by H.I.M

I believe ghosts exist because where do you think people get those crazy pictures from.

It's called Photoshop

Quote:

Originally Posted by H.I.M

and all those great stories from.

Anyone can make up some bull**** story. You read Harry Potter?

Quote:

Originally Posted by H.I.M

I totally think ghosts exist because all the time I feel some breeze in my house going straight past me and I think it's pretty creepy.

Close the window, that helps.

Merkaba · 03-21-2006, 03:44 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by hobojesus

Anyone can make up some bull**** story. You read Harry Potter?

Fuck you man. Harry is the real deal.

I own one of them broomsticks, you know

Cemetary Drive · 03-21-2006, 03:49 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by hobojesus

It's called Photoshop

Anyone can make up some bull**** story. You read Harry Potter?

Close the window, that helps.

Thats Naieve, you could contradict anything that way, thats just denying it. I'm not saying I don't believe in them, and I'm not saying that I do, but what you said is like saying, "why aren't people on the other side of the world upside down? Because the world is flat!!"

Its like coming up with a random excuse.

EXPLANATION: My logic in that was like the world is round, so if one side is straight up, then the other side is likely to be down. Just didn't want to confuse you, haha.

03-18-2006, 08:26 AM	#2 (permalink)
Dead Eternity Groupie Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Carpentersville...ughh Posts: 18	One of my old teachers had a story that he told me, and showed pictures too...so their pretty true. Listen up... My old teacher used to be a Ghost Hunter, yes you heard me right, ghost hunter. He would go to graveyards and explore stuff that people said was haunted. So one night, him and his friends went to check out a cemetary at night, (great idea huh?), and I can tell you this didn't end up pretty. They went through this broken in fence and...(god I feel like someones looking over my shoulder right now, seriously!!!!!!!)...it was all dark. For some reason, all the gravestones were over turned and faced facedown on the grass. Suddenly they all heard something that they made out as singing, from a young woman. So they went to check it out, and soon, they heard it right behind them. They stopped, and listened, something was singing right in front of them, and switched positions between the men. One of my teachers friends said, "umm, hi.......I'm paul. Umm, if you have anything to say, just say it." She kept on singing. Finally, Paul said, "could you give us a sign?" Right then, they heard a huge crash in the woods, something was running at lightning speed towards them, in the forest next to the cemetary. They all froze and waited and finnally, that running and crashing in the woods ended with a HUMUNGUS crash in the fence next to them, so hard, that the fence almsot fell over. They all ran and ran and noone stopped.....except for Paul. My teacher and his friends ran outside of the fence and about a block away, but Paul was still back there. He finally came back and said, "'eh, it was nothing." So they all went home. About a month later............Paul Died. Noone knows what happend, he wasn't sick, and didn't get shot or anything, he just...died. When he was still alive, they all joked about how when they died, they would try to communicate with one another, like if one died and the others lived...exactly what happend...... So when my teacher told this story to us, he said, "haha, and so we all joked about how if one of us died, we'd show those of us that were still living that they were still there..." As he said that, his nose started to bleed, everyone got chills and really freaked out... When they went to that graveyard, they all took pictures of stuff, like gravestones and trees and stuff, and when they were there, there wasn't really any fog or anything, but when the pictures turned out, there were fog images of, you could almost say, people.... I dunno, it was pretty creepy. So yea, thats my Teachers real story. __________________ sorry guys

03-18-2006, 09:09 AM	#5 (permalink)
Dead Eternity Groupie Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Carpentersville...ughh Posts: 18	hahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaa __________________ sorry guys

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03-18-2006, 06:18 AM	#1 (permalink)
LukeM_UK Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 182	Thanks everyone for your input/s on my thread!! Some of your stories are even more unsettling than mine, especially hobojesus', with his 'spinning shampoo bottle'. That really takes the piss out of 'mysterious'!!! Anyway, here's another short story, not ghostly as such, but still fairly weird. One day, (oh god this sounds like a fairy story!! ) Well, one day, in 2004, I was awaken by a huge clatter and bang in my bedroom. It was about 6:30AM, and it was light outside, and the birds were singing and twittering outside. I knew what the clattering sound was straight away, but I couldn't work out how it had happened. The sound was like brush handles falling onto a wooden board, only three times as loud. So I looked around the room, and the wardrobe was standing in the corner. The noise had definately come from that, as if some broom handles (or something like that), had fallen over and hit the side of the wardrobe. I knew that the wardrobe was just full of coats on hangers. Anyway, I opened the doors and 'obviously', the coats were still there, and nothing else. I got back into bed, after weing woken up so rudely, and stared at the wardrobe for about 5 minutes, hoping for the loud crash to happen again. And guess what - it did, louder than before. The crash woke my parents, and I heard them open their bedroom door. They thought I'd fallen down the stairs!! So, yet another un-explainable story!!

03-18-2006, 08:46 AM	#3 (permalink)
right-track Atchin' Akai Join Date: May 2005 Location: Unamerica Posts: 8,769	Once I thought I saw a British Gas worker actually working, but I think it was just a trick of the light playing havoc with my eyesight.

03-20-2006, 07:51 PM	#6 (permalink)
~~under~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Mar 2006 Posts: 1,051	I believe ghosts exist because where do you think people get those crazy pictures from and all those great stories from. I totally think ghosts exist because all the time I feel some breeze in my house going straight past me and I think it's pretty creepy. So yes, I believe in them.