My ghost story from today

[Lumpy]

Originally Posted by Dr. Johnny Fever

I apologize. Please share more if you have them. I can't believe you're going to hold CP lexicon against me.

I've shared enough. I like your ghost story, btw. I do have a question though. Why in the hell didn't you grab a stick and go full-pinata on her deceased ass?

[LiveSteam]

Burn some dam sage in that garage would ya?

[Iowanian]

I found my story in a thread you started on this topic in 2004.
I don't really like to tell and and doubt I've told it to 15-20 people in real life.

Originally Posted by Iowanian

I'll tell my boogy man story.(may have been told here before)

A few years ago I lived in a rental house. I'm not prone to be a spooky dude or anything.........but I just always had the eeby Jeebies.....especially in the basement doing laundry....every single time I went down.

I lived alone.......sometimes I'd come home and the house would smell like someone had been smoking or something similar........sometimes in the mornings....all the cabinet doors open, sometimes a drawer or two out. Several times I'd think I saw a shadow or something move.....while watching TV at night.

One night, while watching TV in my Fruit o da looms, I see a shadow move, and feel a BLAM! Slap to the back of the head.......there were 3 bats circling the room. no big deal. (other than the bite on my palm a few weeks later)

The Boogy man.
One night.....I woke up to the sound of a loud noise in my room.........sounded like if someone took hands full of paper and plastic grocery bags and (rattled like deer antlers or something) and crumpled them furiously over your head. I sat up, saw this huge Black/dark "figure" by my bed...closed my eyes, opened my eyes, still there looking at me..........I was scared/Angry anyway and I litterally Yelled to "get the Fug outta here" or something like that.........and I heard an immediate BLAM! (I've since described this sound similar to something like dumping gas on a dry leaf pile, letting it soak in a couple of minutes and then lighting it..big whoof sound) then...silence. Slept like a baby afterwards.

The next morning as I left for work, I noticed 2 windows(North and East sides) in my attic were blown OUT. Glass in big chunks scatterd several feet(like the length of the house)..........no a single shard of glass on either inside.....and None left in the frame. (no rain, no wind, no leaves or branches down on my street)


never noticed anything after that.










BOO!

[LiveSteam]

Originally Posted by Iowanian

I found my story in a thread you started on this topic in 2004.
I don't really like to tell and and doubt I've told it to 15-20 people in real life.

I ever have shit like that happen I would burn it to the ground

[Chiefs=Champions]

My new house could be haunted. Doors will open while im in certain rooms. not fully, but they will just become ajar. just today the lock to the backyard on our sliding door clicked open while i was in the kitchen. nothing really scary but strange still...

[Bugeater]

Originally Posted by Iowanian

I found my story in a thread you started on this topic in 2004.
I don't really like to tell and and doubt I've told it to 15-20 people in real life.

I would've moved right the **** out of there after that.

[Dr. Johnny Fever]

Originally Posted by Iowanian

I found my story in a thread you started on this topic in 2004.
I don't really like to tell and and doubt I've told it to 15-20 people in real life.

That.... was a ****ing story. I'm a little creeped out.

[Iowanian]

The next morning, I woke up thinking I'd just had a dream. If not for the windows, I'd not have believed it or probably not told a soul about it. Because of the windows, I did tell some coworkers that morning(who were lifers in the community) and then they told me there had been rumors of issues in that house before.

It had everything from a poulterguist movie....bats, in the winter I had yellow jackets come out of the living room light fixture one night. The basement always made me feel spooky..hair on your neck standing up, goose bumps every time kinda spooky like someone was chasing me out of there. Its' been long enough now I'll admit it...a few times I caught myself "running" up the stairs.

The next day, the house felt different. Honestly I don't remember feeling the eebyjeebys in the basement after that.

Must have been mid-late summer and i bought my first house in the fall of that year so I moved maybe 2-3 months later I think.

My oldest daughter was having monster dreams in our current house not long after we moved in, like night terror stuff, and I was starting to wonder because of the dead guy and that was his bedroom, but I told her the boogie man had a night light because it was afraid of her daddy.


Who knows. I don't know what I saw or what happened and I question it, but it all comes back to the blown out windows.

[Dr. Johnny Fever]

Originally Posted by Iowanian

The next morning, I woke up thinking I'd just had a dream. If not for the windows, I'd not have believed it or probably not told a soul about it. Because of the windows, I did tell some coworkers that morning(who were lifers in the community) and then they told me there had been rumors of issues in that house before.

It had everything from a poulterguist movie....bats, in the winter I had yellow jackets come out of the living room light fixture one night. The basement always made me feel spooky..hair on your neck standing up, goose bumps every time kinda spooky like someone was chasing me out of there. Its' been long enough now I'll admit it...a few times I caught myself "running" up the stairs.

The next day, the house felt different. Honestly I don't remember feeling the eebyjeebys in the basement after that.

Must have been mid-late summer and i bought my first house in the fall of that year so I moved maybe 2-3 months later I think.

My oldest daughter was having monster dreams in our current house not long after we moved in, like night terror stuff, and I was starting to wonder because of the dead guy and that was his bedroom, but I told her the boogie man had a night light because it was afraid of her daddy.


Who knows. I don't know what I saw or what happened and I question it, but it all comes back to the blown out windows.

That's some too real shit. I don't think I could have stayed after that one night. I like ghost stories but if shit got too real I'm not sure how I'd react.

[Iowanian]

I have more good ones but not of my own.

My brother and a friend worked at a ranch in HS. One day in late afternoon they were working down a dead end dirt road loading gates and corral panels near an old abandoned farm house. They both said they heard the distinct sound of someone playing the trumpet in the house. I had played, so they knew a trumpet sound. When they turned around it stopped. when they went back to work, it started again. No one could have been there and they must have worked like their asses were on fire and left in a toot.

[Iowanian]

A good friend and his wife moved into a farm house. As they told it at a going away party in their yard....one night, after they had performed marital acts and laid in bed before falling asleep, they both saw a man standing by their bed looking at them. Both said in great detail about his henley shirt, buttoned wool pants, blond bowl haircut, blue eyes(how could they tell but they both said it). Anyway, as they told the story, the sister in law came out, and she and her husband had lived there for 6 months or so prior.....and she freaked out, because they had seen the same thing a few times but hadn't told.

Later on, after they'd had a baby, she had fallen asleep downstairs with the baby face down on her gazongas. The man said her name and touched her and woke her up. She saw him standing near her when she woke up, but felt he had done it to save the baby from smothering or something. They felt it was a friendly thing.

[Iowanian]

The father of one of my HS friends is a physical monster. when we were young, he had broad shoulders and muscles that popped out of muscles. Farm boy/construction/block slinging muscles...looked like some mountain man...still does.

Anyway, they had a young girl who always claimed some man wouldn't let her into her parents room, and today describes the man in a civil war outfit....some hermit must have lived on that property who wore a similar outfit way after it should have been.

Anyway, dadzilla and the mother were asleep one night, and he feels someone tickling his feet and messing with his toes. He kicks at it in his sleep but with each kick or pull away, it gets a little more aggressive. Anyway, he does something similar to what I did and yells at whatever is screwing with him, and is immediately yanked out of the bed by his feet and thrown all around the room, bouncing off of 2-3 walls. Mother never wakes up until he shouts something like "kill me or leave me alone"...and it stopped.

He won't talk about it....and didn't like it when the son told us about it, but confirmed it was true. He's not much of a talker and has never been known as a bullshitter.

[Lumpy]

Originally Posted by Iowanian

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Anyway, dadzilla and the mother were asleep one night, and he feels someone tickling his feet and messing with his toes. He kicks at it in his sleep but with each kick or pull away, it gets a little more aggressive. Anyway, he does something similar to what I did and yells at whatever is screwing with him, and is immediately yanked out of the bed by his feet and thrown all around the room, bouncing off of 2-3 walls. Mother never wakes up until he shouts something like "kill me or leave me alone"...and it stopped.

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[Dr. Johnny Fever]

Coming into this thread Iowanian would have been about the last person I'd have guessed to have such contributions let alone FTW contributions.

[Dr. Johnny Fever]

Originally Posted by Iowanian

The father of one of my HS friends is a physical monster. when we were young, he had broad shoulders and muscles that popped out of muscles. Farm boy/construction/block slinging muscles...looked like some mountain man...still does.

Anyway, they had a young girl who always claimed some man wouldn't let her into her parents room, and today describes the man in a civil war outfit....some hermit must have lived on that property who wore a similar outfit way after it should have been.

Anyway, dadzilla and the mother were asleep one night, and he feels someone tickling his feet and messing with his toes. He kicks at it in his sleep but with each kick or pull away, it gets a little more aggressive. Anyway, he does something similar to what I did and yells at whatever is screwing with him, and is immediately yanked out of the bed by his feet and thrown all around the room, bouncing off of 2-3 walls. Mother never wakes up until he shouts something like "kill me or leave me alone"...and it stopped.

He won't talk about it....and didn't like it when the son told us about it, but confirmed it was true. He's not much of a talker and has never been known as a bullshitter.

Holy freaking crap. I really don't need that kind of shit to exsist.