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Paranormal Stories
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Fri Feb 9, 2007 @ 11:23pm |
 Coolness: 158345 | Please to be relating thar paranormal storieses.
Seriously, in light of "Room 1408" coming out in theaters, tell me something weird that's happened to you. Because in my twenty-five years on this planet, I've seen no ghost, though I often wanted to. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Screwhead replied on Sat Feb 10, 2007 @ 1:11am |
 Coolness: 685700 | When I was about 6-7 years old, my grandparents were living out in the country and had a huuuuuuuhe forrest behind their place that I'd play in all the time with the neighbor's kids. I got lost for a few hours, couldn't find my way back. This was really, really, really huge. Easily a few thousand acres. After a few hours going around in circles, I saw this girl in a green dress a ways off from me, and she didn't answer or seem to notice me when I called to her, so I started walking towards her, and she kept walking away from me, always just a turn away so that I could just catch a glimpse of where she was going. Eventually I ended up in this clearing in the woods that had a huge pile of dead branches in the middle, and she was standing on top of it. Waved at me, and then kinda just sank down into the branches. Right then is when I heard my mother calling for me, her and my grandparents had been looking for me for a few hours.
Another time, I was playing with some kids from the neighborhood in the woods, and we were in some kind of clearing that had a bunch of ferns growing, and just one spot where there were none. We were in the spot where there were none, and all heard a noise from one end of the clearing, so we turned and looked. It looked like some animal was running towards us fucking FAST, the ferns just moving and parting really fast and headed straight for us, and we started freaking out. As soon as it got to the place where it would have been out in the clear area where we were, the ferns parted, but nothing came out. Then, right behind us, the ferns started parting and going away from us, like if some invisible animal had just run in a straight line through. When I was 16-17 we were at a friend's place and decided to fuck around with a ouija board in his basement. Started talking to a "spirit" and asking things about it. At one point we got pissed when it wasn't answering things, so we asked it what it wanted. The plate thing went to the middle and started turning around in circles. Like, in place and rotating, and none of us could really keep our hands on it (we were 4) so we lifted our hands, and I shit you not, it kept turning in place. It started turning really fast, then stopped, pointing at me, and came flying through the air towards me, but as soon as it reached where the edge of the board was it just dropped like a dead weight. The lights died, and there was a loud fucking bang noise right behind one of the girls and she started screaming and freaking out. The lights came back on, and the cupboard that was behind her was smashed open (it was locked and the lock was broken, the whole thing looking like it was kicked out from the inside, doors off the hinges) and all the contents, which were my friend's mother's collection of clown dolls, were all over the room. Freaked us the fuck out, so we went upstairs and said "fuck this, we're not cleaning up shit untill it's daytime!" and went to my friend's room to watch TV. Opened the door, and his ALF stuffed animal was tied up with a noose made from a phone cord around his neck, and the cord was jammed up into a hole in the cieling. At that point we were just "GTFO and chill in the park for 9 hours untill sunrise time!" The next day we obviously went back and cleaned up the shit so his parent's wouldn't freak too much when they got home. Went up to his room, and I was the only one tall enough to reach the hanging ALF and take him down while standing on a chair (had cielings that were easily 15 feet high) but the phone cord was "stuck" in this tiny hole just the width of the plug. It just wouldn't come out of the hole. We left it there, and explained the whole thing to his parents, who thought we were crazy and on drugs, untill they tried pulling out the cord, and no one could get the thing out. Dad said fuck it, took a lader and a hammer and busted a hole in the cieling to see what was holding it in place. Turns out the cord had been knoted and tied around one of the support beams IN THE CIELING. They stopped thinking our story was so funny then. |
| I'm feeling nifoc right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» BOBDYLAN replied on Sat Feb 10, 2007 @ 2:12am |
 Coolness: 148295 | WHERES MY BOOOOOZEE |
| I'm feeling tek it easy right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cvxn replied on Sat Feb 10, 2007 @ 8:05pm |
 Coolness: 178755 | Screwhead: cool!
Il m'est arrivé un truc cool, j'avais p-ê 12-13 ans... On était devant la maison de mon amie. Elle m'avait dit qu'elle allait me passer un livre de Star Wars. Sauf qu'elle le trouvait pu. Alors jme demandais où le livre pouvait être, pis j'ai vu dans ma tête qu'il était sur un divan dans son sous-sol, en-dessous d'une pile de couvertures. J'ai vu ça de la même façon qu'on imagine kkchose tout en étant conscient. Fak mon amie est allée voir, pis le livre était là, exactement à la même place que j'avais vu. C'était cool. Par la suite, j'ai lu là-dessus, c'est du Remote Viewing. Ça se contrôle un peu, mais tu peux pas le mettre à "on" tout le temps. |
| I'm feeling tek_eli-li right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Mon Feb 12, 2007 @ 12:39am |
| Coolness: 158345 | Screwhead: That last story is f-ing strange. Also, thank you for properly spelling "ouija". What could the spirit want, really? The noose is macabre...
And Aerial, I've often heard of it. It actually makes me think of a few things, which I tend not to discuss in public, for fear of being called overly paranoid and/or "making shit up". Let's simply say that, even though they had no reason (beside aging) for dying, I've kinda foreseen my grandmother, great-grandmother and her brother's deaths, all in one year. But that's nothing new and I always end up convincing myself that coincidences run wild in my neighborhood. Everyday, I'll try writing something new (I like to fake that I can write) and the day after, I find a book about the exact story I was meant to write. It killed my mood/will to write, through the years. I'm aware that it's hard to come up with something new, nowadays... Still. Not remote viewing but I CAN SEE INTO THE FUTURE! Most likely not :P Christ, re-reading myself, I seem like the "dark and mysterious" poser goth. I still have seen no ghosts, though. There are stories, however :) They rival the best urban legends. |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» MelooDie replied on Mon Feb 12, 2007 @ 9:51am |
 Coolness: 248535 | when i was 14 years old,we used to play in ouija in the garage of my best friend.We were a bit sick at that time,so we thought it was a good idea to make a satan's star with candles and play in the middle of that..... as some 2 teenages girls we were laughing and playing the game.So 1st of all,the shit were moving reallllly fast .We asked *the spirit* to prove that he's really there ...at this moment I SWEAR FUCK, the fire of one of the candle just grew up at 1 meter? did you guys ever seen a candle with a 1 m fire ? after that we were afraid LOL and we closed all the candles and we run ...the shit issss,when you play ouija you have to ask the spirit to leave the room..we didn't do that and seriously since that day some stranges things happen in that house. |
| I'm feeling job de marde right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Psyborg replied on Mon Feb 12, 2007 @ 2:30pm |
 Coolness: 105790 | HOLY FUCK!!
Tell your friend, if you're still in contact with her, to take a cup of sea salt. Then separate the salt in 4 parts and she has to put each part at a corner of the home and say each time "sacred salt, protect us from harm" and LEAVE the salt there. She can do this as often as needed. Update » Psyborg wrote on Mon Feb 12, 2007 @ 2:36pm Sprinkle salt on the floor of the rooms where the "weird" things happened can help also. |
| I'm feeling hardcore united right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 10:01am |
| Coolness: 158345 | Also, sing La Marseillaise while spinning on your head and eating raw chicken. |
| I'm feeling timourous right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Psyborg replied on Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 1:33pm |
| Coolness: 105790 | Raw chicken [ www... ] Update » Psyborg wrote on Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 1:34pm If you eat it while it's still alive, does that make it more efficient? |
| I'm feeling hardcore united right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Screwhead replied on Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 2:57pm |
| Coolness: 685700 | It's all about the chicken-feet. |
| I'm feeling nifoc right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 4:14pm |
| Coolness: 158345 | Yes. My mother kept some when I was a kid. Both her and her mother used to do some fortune-telling. |
| I'm feeling timourous right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Wizdumb replied on Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 4:16pm |
 Coolness: 122420 | crikey, it's a pikey! |
| I'm feeling the drama explode right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Tue Feb 13, 2007 @ 4:52pm |
| Coolness: 158345 | Who's the pikey, pikey? |
| I'm feeling timourous right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cvxn replied on Wed Feb 14, 2007 @ 3:36pm |
| Coolness: 178755 | (oy ça me dit kkchose ça...) |
| I'm feeling the dancing void right now.. | |
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