Ghosts

[Kid Presentable]

I used to walk down the hallway of this old Victorian-era house, to get to the bathroom. And every time I'd be walking back to my room, something was watching me. I know it. The place used to be an orphanage.

[camo]

I used to walk down the hallway of this old Victorian-era house, to get to the bathroom. And every time I'd be walking back to my room, something was watching me. I know it. The place used to be an orphanage.

I used to live with one of my ex's in a huge hotel than was used as a bar in the middle of town. It has three floors two of which are totally gutted. Part of the first floor was an old court room where they used to sentance guys to they're death. Next door is the building where they used to hang them outside.

Needless to say I have countless spooky stories about that place. Makes me shiver just thinking about it :eek:

[Otis Driftwood]

I used to walk down the hallway of this old Victorian-era house, to get to the bathroom.
Why don't you use the bathroom in your house?

[Otis Driftwood]

I used to live with one of my ex's in a huge hotel than was used as a bar in the middle of town. It has three floors two of which are totally gutted. Part of the first floor was an old court room where they used to sentance guys to they're death. Next door is the building where they used to hang them outside.

Needless to say I have countless spooky stories about that place. Makes me shiver just thinking about it :eek:
Dude, that sounds like that baaad Italian Lovecraft movie....

[Kid Presentable]

I also once lived above a 16th century cider house, which was full of cold and hot spots.

[Otis Driftwood]

You mean, your wifi went on and off?

[camo]

Dude, that sounds like that baaad Italian Lovecraft movie....

whats that?

[Otis Driftwood]

That's that:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0264508/

[camo]

That's that:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0264508/

Cheers, oh hang on that film is about the sea?!?

[Otis Driftwood]

Even if it wasn't, you'd get sick. Cause it's DUMB, DUMB, DUMB!

[camo]

Even if it wasn't, you'd get sick. Cause it's DUMB, DUMB, DUMB!

So what you trying to say?

[Otis Driftwood]

Your story sounds like this films flimsy plot is what I'm saying. :cool:

[monkey]

in my old house, i once saw a woman wearing a blue dress, late 1800's style. no joke, i SAW her in my living room. then i didnt.

my mom said we had a lot of ghosts in the house, and they just wanted to be friendly and talk. she said they were lonely. my parents "talked" to them.

[camo]

Your story sounds like this films flimsy plot is what I'm saying. :cool:

Oh right I get ya, sorry didn't sleep much last night and I'm a bit 'd'oh' today :cool:

[Otis Driftwood]

in my old house, i once saw a woman wearing a blue dress, late 1800's style. no joke, i SAW her in my living room. then i didnt.

my mom said we had a lot of ghosts in the house, and they just wanted to be friendly and talk. she said they were lonely. my parents "talked" to them.
That was Padster lookin to borrow some Tampax... :D

[fucktopgirl]

I never had any encounter with ghost but i do think that they exists, too much weirds stuff happen to a lot of people. But better to leave them alone, that for sure. I also heard story about people who did play ouija and disturbed some nasty ones...

And talking about Lovecrafts :he is awesome to read if you like horror, my dad give me his(LOvecraft) books to read when i was like 14/15. Really, it did scared the shit out of me!! The way the atmosphere/personnage are described , really terryfying!

[Otis Driftwood]

Course the books rocked. Remember Brown Jenkins?
Haven't seen a good movie on the subject, though. R'lyeh!

[MC Moot]

In my family a story go’s like this…my family were dairy farmers many years ago, they owned 2 farms, that were 20 miles apart, my great grandmother lived on one property and her brother on the other….one morning, before the rooster crowed or before dawn, my great grandmother woke to see her brother at the foot of her bed, he told her “to go back to bed everything is going to be o.k.”…she felt very peaceful and fell back asleep,woke,and started the chores of the farm…that afternoon her father arrived with ill tidings that her brother had been “hoofed” by a wagon horse and subsequently died early that morning…yes,at what would have been almost exactly the same time she saw his apparition at the foot of her bed…...!!!!!

[camo]

In my family a story go’s like this…my family were dairy farmers many years ago, they owned 2 farms, that were 20 miles apart, my great grandmother lived on one property and her brother on the other….one morning, before the rooster crowed or before dawn, my great grandmother woke to see her brother at the foot of her bed, he told her “to go back to bed everything is going to be o.k.”…she felt very peaceful and fell back asleep,woke,and started the chores of the farm…that afternoon her father arrived with ill tidings that her brother had been “hoofed” by a wagon horse and subsequently died early that morning…yes,at what would have been almost exactly the same time she saw his apparition at the foot of her bed…...!!!!!

eek :eek:

[Pres Zount]

I don't believe in no ghosts.

[Otis Driftwood]

*thunder*

[Lyman Zerga]

I don't believe in no ghosts.

shame here

[Otis Driftwood]

Do you now, Mr Zount of Zountsville?
*cackles*

[mikizee]

ive had loads of experiences. seeing flashes of light going thru my loungeroom then hearing the floorboards creak as the light passes that spot.

a mate of mine is also very sensitive to ghosts and the like. the first time i went to his house within 5 minutes i said to him... 'dude, i think this place is haunted. i can feel it!' he looked at me and said, 'i know'.

about a week later we were at his place after class having a coffee. i was standing in front of his stereo, (which wasnt turned on) looking at some class paperwork. i was standing about 3/4 of a metre away from his bookshelf speaker, which had some cassette tapes stacked on top. all of a sudden, the top tape, ONLY the top tape, suddenly flew off the speaker and smacked me square in the chest. i looked up and said, 'dude, did u see that? fuckin hell!!!' all he could say was 'faaarrrrkkkkkk!!!'

then, 5 mins later, as he was walking up the stairs, which went up from his loungeroom, i was still looking at some class paperwork when i heard a loud 'bong' noise, and looked up to see his metal globe shaped ashtray go flying across the room and shatter on the floor, about 4M away from where it was. cigarette butts were all over the place. thats when i said, 'thats it. im outta here.'
we used to get drunk there all the time, and saw some crazy shit, like floating balls of light going up the stairs. lots of other stuff to many to mention.

his new house he bought cheap because it was part of a deceased estate. one time when me and some mates were over there one of the guys went to the toilet he came back and said 'dude, i dont know why, but everytime i walk into your bathroom i expect to see a dead lady in the bath!!' my mate said 'errrr.... the lady that used to own this house DID die in the bath.' freaky. when ive crashed over there in a bedroom adjacent to the bathroom different stuff has happened ranging from sheets being slowly pulled down off me, lights turning on and off, feeling like someone's watching you, to even one time when i went to the toilet in the middle of the night and just as i walked in a voice said behind me 'hello!' freaked the shit outta me.

hmmmm... what else.... one night at my old house in the middle of the night a young girl walked into my mum's bedroom and looked out the blinds. my mum thought it was my sister and said 'tam, what are you doing up?' then turned on the lights, and the girl disappeared, leaving the blinds flapping in her place.

oh yeah, that reminds me, my pull down blind used to shoot up by itself at night, used to fly up at a million miles an hour and flap flap flap at the top. i always used to run out screaming. we got a curtains guy in to replace it but he said it wasnt faulty!!!

ive had loads more experiences but this post is long enuff already....


edit: oh yeah the scariest thing is having deep voices whisper shit in your ear when your half asleep.... that tends to make you sweat!

[Pres Zount]

Zountville does sound creepy. But kind of awesome.

oh yeah, that reminds me, my pull down blind used to shoot up by itself at night, used to fly up at a million miles an hour and flap flap flap at the top. i always used to run out screaming. we got a curtains guy in to replace it but he said it wasnt faulty!!!

Yeah, that IS freaky.

[Otis Driftwood]

Zountville does sound creepy. But kind of awesome.



Yeah, that IS freaky.
The Zount of Baskerville, or Zountsville.
No one ever seen a grey man?

[jackrock]

Remember how this (http://www.the-closeup.de/magazin/images/art013.jpg) guy was creepy on screen? Try seeing him, transparent, in your bedroom at 3 AM.



Nah, I'm just fucking with you, I am watching Batman though.

[zorra_chiflada]

my dad is one of those people that is "sensitive" to ghosts. or maybe just crazy, i dunno. he has a story much like the one mc moot described with his sister. he saw her the day she died, before he even knew she had died. also when he went to port arthur (historic site, ex prison in hobart - renowned as being "haunted") he was on a tour. he bumped into someone and said "oh sorry" only to find there was no-one there.
at a friends house, i was sure there was a ghost. i was sitting on a mattress on the floor, and felt someone tread on the other side of it (you know that feeling, of pressure, you know) but there wasn't anyone. i said something to the house owner and he said "yeah, we have a pretty cheeky ghost here)
i get freaked out by stuff. not any real encounters though. i have once thought i heard someone calling my name and woke up abruptly. i think i see things out of the corners of my eyes. nothing worse than that though. thank god. i'd fucking piss myself.

[Loppfessor]

Sam and Molly are a very happy couple and deeply in love. Walking back to their new apartment after a night out at the theatre, they encounter a thief in a dark alley, and Sam is murdered. He finds himself trapped as a ghost and realises that his death was no accident. He must warn Molly about the danger that she is in. But as a ghost he can not be seen or heard by the living, and so he tries to communicate with Molly through Oda Mae Brown, a psychic who didn't even realise that her powers were real.

[Kid Presentable]

with the straightest face, my mum would tell me about a small boy that would talk to her about his classes. At night, perched on her dresser.


Does anybody remember the high-pitched "I'll give you a ride" ghost story they showed on TV? I know at least Gareth or Tatum would recall it.

[mikizee]

I just remembered some shit I never told you guys.

My old house used to belong to some serial killer rapist dude. We found this out after we bought the house and my uncle was telling us about it after seeing the bathroom upstairs (richy rich 2 storey house) anyway, he dug up some old newspaper article to prove it and there was a picture of the upstairs bathroom. Had shit about him having cameras set up throughout the house n shit, sure enough there was heaps of suss wiring running through the house.

Anyway, numerous times I had shit like my bedroom door open, or the cellar door open just randomly during the night when i'm lurking on the net.

There was safe in the secret room that we couldn't open that probably has a skull or some shit in it.

Also in our kitchen we had this photo board. I was home alone for a couple weeks a few years ago, about 3am, I was up playin wow and I heard a loud fucking bang. The photoboard was on the dinner table. It is fucking impossible to do this without it being thrown. Bricks were shat. I inspected the house with my big fucking knife in hand ready to cut any cunt in my house that wasn't me.

Also another time, and this is pretty fucked up, my mum's old sewing machine was busted, wouldn't work. So the shit was unplugged with the casing off for the old man to fix it. We're in the kitchen one night and we can hear some fucked noise, initially thinking it was the neighbour's kid fucking around with his tools fixing his moty or something, but then we noticed it was coming from in the house. I walk into the room and the fucking sewing machine is going nuts, it was now plugged in. I was like "what the fuck?" Needless to say my mum got scared and said "you're moving with your Auntie and Uncle in Bel Air!" I whistled for a cab and when i came near, The license plate said 'Fresh', And had dice in the mirror, If anything i could say that this cab was rare, But I thought 'Nah, forget it - Yo, home to Bel-Air!' I pulled up to the house at bout seven or eight, I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo home, smell ya later!' I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there! To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!

[Randetica]

sounds like a job for uncle phil