Ghost stories?

"mkbruin, Atlas VP" (mkbruin) 10/13/2015 at 09:16 • Filed to: None

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What are the best ghost stories? Real ones... Not made up crap, but actual sightings or actual crimes.

TheAnswerIsAlwaysCitroën > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 09:21

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...Seriously? There aren’t any. And I’m afraid Santa isn’t real either - he’s your dad with a fake beard.

jariten1781 > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 09:29

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Go listen to old Art Bell archives (probably on youtube these days). Good paranormal stuff in there.

CB > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 09:39

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Well, we have the Screaming Tunnel in southern Ontario. There are a few different legends, but the one I’m familiar with is that a young girl was running from her abusive father, who caught up with her, doused her in gasoline, then set her on fire in the tunnel. Now, if you light a match in the tunnel, you’ll hear a young girl screaming, and from the version I’ve heard, the match will go out, too.

I know a bunch of stories, I’m just too lazy to look up links. I also have some spooky experiences with sleep paralysis if you dig that.

Grindintosecond > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 09:46

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Over a decade ago, I can’t believe I said that, I used to fly cargo at night. The ADF instrument works on AM frequencies and tunes way up high so we can isten to AM stations. Late at night, the Coast to Cost radio show played on. A call-in show that didnt shame the weirdos, but encouraged them to tell their story and asked questions to learn more about their weirdness. Anyway, one night they chose it to be real ghost story night where the callers had to tell their honest to god true ghost story that happened to them. It was good but flying alone at 9,000 feet in 2am dark stary skies with the humm and hiss of a turbine engine up front got a big creepy.

So, two of the best they had:

1) One guy bought a voice to text program so he could write faster and get more work done. Once in a while it spat out a giberish word that he could correct but if he left the headset on the table and did somme other things around the house and came back, he would find screens full of gibberish trash, but mixed in there, an occasiona curse word or other-such as, “Kill” or “fucker” or something like that. Over time it got worse and worse and scared him too death. So he boxed up the cheap computer box and put it in the attic.

2)A woman called in and talked about a reoccurinng dream. She was sleeping and woke up, sat up and someone would walk in her bedroom door at the side and stand at the foot of her bed, then turn to their left and go through a door and up some stairs. In reality, there was no door and stairs att the foot of her bed. Then several months later, some contractors were working at the house and one said, “Hey, did you know there used to be a door here?”

Gret stuff on that show.

Leadbull > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 09:59

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One time my penis moved and I didn't touch it

EL_ULY > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 10:06

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January 2007

San Antonio, TX

I was a tech for the Lexus dealer there at that time. I lived alone in an apartment just down the road. one day, we got an RX350 towed in to the service lot. No biggie, it happens all the time with stalls or wrecks. This car in particular was getting quite a crowd. I was hella busy and ain’t care. The other tech in my team asked if I had seen the car that got towed in. I asked what the whole hubbub was about. He said it was a really great car that got repo’d and it’s going to super cheap. I thought, “hmm, might be a good car for my mom or sister back home”. I went to go check it out and in fact all that was just BS. I’m not a fan of looking at fatal car accident videos or that sort of LiveLeak stuff. What I saw inside was just horrid. The owner of the car had blown her brains out in the driver’s seat. The person wasn’t there of course, but blood and blood pools EVERYWHERE. Brain chunks EVERYWHERE. Skull pieces and hair EVERYWHERE.

Later, the car gets sent to get bio cleaned. It comes back to the service lot without a driver’s seat, carpet, sun roof, or headliner. First thing in the morning my service director comes to me and says, “here’s the keys to the suicide car, bring it in and start putting it back together” I said, “but it doesn’t have a seat”. He grabs a bucket of the ground and says, “there ya go.” I walk over to the car and unlocked it. I opened the door, placed the bucket inside somewhere, sat down, closed the door, placed my hands of the wheel, and then it hit me down to my bones. I got a surge of energy and just felt horrible. I felt like I was gong to pass out.

I bring the car in and started to take things apart. When I removed the B pillar trim, a bunch of old crystallized blood particles landed on me. OMG if felt horrible. Behind a lot of trim was still evidence of the suicide.

I felt like crap all day. I got home and didn’t do much. I headed into the shower. While washing off the shampoo of my hair, I started feeling like static. Like if someone was there with me. I had washed off enough shampoo to open my eyes and I noticed blood dripping. First thing I thought was, “holy shit the ghost of that lady is hovering over me bleeding!” Lol only just a quick though but I quickly ran out to my mirror to see wtf. Turns out my nose was bleeding. Like, a lot! This was definitely odd because NEVER in my life has my nose bled EVer! I cleaned up, ate something, turned everything off for the night, got my MP3 player thing, and laid down.

First song I played was 46&2 by Tool. Right before the drum solo when the bass is just being played I hear a ticking sound. I pull my headphones off and picked my head up. I can see light coming from under my door. “Oh shiit! Someone broke in!” I get up, grab this big ass Rambo knife from my drawer, open the door just looking for a mofo to destroy. All the lights are on in my apartment. I look around, nobody there. WTF? Again, every single light was on. Closets, restroom (including extracting fan), stairway thing, etc. The ticking noise was from the super loose as fuck ceiling fan that I never turn on for risk of falling. Another thing I know I didn’t turn on was the patio light. that shit flickered and I didn’t want to ever turn it on for risk of a short and a fire.

100% officially freaked out. I decide to turn on the TV in the living room, some lights and try and sleep on the couch. I was away watching TV when I started to have that feeling again. I say, “ah shit, what now?” Nothing happened at that moment but I decided i’ll try and sleep because i had a big day of work in the morning. Like a minute after I close my eyes, I hear the volume on the TV drop a bit like if someone passed in front of it, I could tell it got a little darker like if something passed in front of the light blocking it, then instantly felt like someone was going to rush me. It wasn’t like one of those random “feel like your falling scares when sleepy”. I was super awake and something rushed me hard.

Something followed me home dude I know it. Way too many paranormal things while I was basically fully awake.

EL_ULY > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 10:08

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good link from OPPO

Transit > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 10:16

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My brother and neighbor were with me back in high school helping out the guy down the street clean up the farm he’d bought. The old farmer had killed himself and the family sold off the place in the estate sale. Most of the crew was jackhammering up some old concrete and hauling it away.

Since my brother and I were too skinny to handle the jackhammer, we wandered off to see if there was any junk we could clean up to help the guy out. It was August and hot, so we went into an old cow milking shed to get out of the sun and see if it needed to be cleared out. We only made it about two steps in before we both stopped. It was cold in the shed; felt like maybe 45F. And silent - we suddenly couldn’t hear the jackhammers any more. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. I looked at my brother and he suggested we get the heck out of there. As soon as we walked out, we could hear the hammers again and it was back up to 90F.

Come to find out, the old farmer had hung himself in that shed.

luvMeSome142 & some Lincoln! > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 11:37

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This is real, but not a ghost story. Added bonus: car related!

When I was a kid I used to build plastic models. Some planes and ships, but mostly cars. Many sports cars. I had a black Countach with working doors, a Miura, 911, Corvette, Stratos, and a bunch of others. At first I would put them together as fast as possible and then go back and paint them if I felt like it. But the later ones, I would carefully paint the parts while on the sprue and build them very carefully. I loved these cars and had them on my dresser, bookshelf and some shelves on the wall. My room was in a finished basement and basically was a car shrine with big posters and magazine pictures all over the walls.

One day I came home from school and went down to my room like I normally would, only something wasn’t right. My cars were broken! Not all of them, but the ones that were on the bookshelf were damaged. It looked like someone had thrown them on the ground. This speaks to my level of maturity at the time, but I was very upset and in tears.

It turns out that the exterminator had been by and sprayed the perimeter of the basement walls. He had moved my bookshelf and my cars had fallen off onto the floor.

Here’s the woo woo part. My aunt, who lives 5 states away, calls that afternoon specifically to ask if I was OK. She asked my mom, “He wasn’t in a car accident was he?”

wiffleballtony > EL_ULY 10/13/2015 at 12:11

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So, is the Lexus on the cheap then?

wiffleballtony > CB 10/13/2015 at 12:14

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My understanding that sleep paralysis exists to prevent you from hurting yourself as a result of your hallucinations.

EL_ULY > wiffleballtony 10/13/2015 at 12:20

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The husband took it back once I got done with it then he sold it. I can still remember the smell of the chemical used to clean it. Horrid, just horrid.

wiffleballtony > EL_ULY 10/13/2015 at 12:23

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Tough break. I bet it was a killer CL post though.

911e46z06 > mkbruin, Atlas VP 10/13/2015 at 14:39

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I’m partial to the creepy ghost kids at the Stanley Hotel. Apparently Steven King saw them once, and wrote them into The Shinin g.