posted 09-16-2002 08:21 AM            

The Fearsome Fog of Midsummer

On a dark night in midsummer, in a mottled glade of gravestones, a spectre rose from the earth to bring terror to the folks of Stitous Town (A super place). As the townsfolk slept, the spooky little devil wafted through the ambling streets...

When at last it had found a home suitable for haunting, it floated in through the slightly ajar bay window of the study of the master of the house (not that the window had to be opened, it was a poltergeist). In its excitement, the spirit became somewhat solid and bumped a bookcase holding the master's arcane books. One book fell open on the floor and the ghastly ghost happened to perceive its title and contents...Physics.

The apparition avidly absorbed the knowledge of this book, and soon realized that the idea of ghosts and haunts and other paranormal activity was just that. Paranormal. The vaporous revenant looked upon itself and noticed that it was disappearing. Washed away as dog shit from the garden hose of truth.

posted 09-16-2002 12:48 PM            

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Originally posted by Daley:
campfire. Look, that precious textbook of yours is just the 2-5% of existing physical phenomenon that our species CAN explain.

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What is it that exists that we can't explain? Most everything can be explained that we have thus far observed. The things we haven't explained yet will be explained as everything before them was eventually. And if you are suggesting there are things out there we can't explain and never will, then it seems presumptious to suggest that they are discrete and therefore it seems a little ridiculous to qauntify them...2-5% of what? an unknown number?

Avast! Have at you!

posted 09-16-2002 05:02 PM            

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Originally posted by Billy V Gan:
The land that my house is on used to be an apple orchard. In the orchard a girl, while picking apples in the 1800's, fell from a tree to her death. This girl, whom we do not know the name of, haunts my house and my neighbors. There can be long periods of time we don't hear her and when I ask my neighbor, she is over there. We've been there for 4 years so the things we have witnessed and heard are plentiful. She likes to turn lights on when we aren't home. Has been seen getting my dog to shake paw and stare at her, footsteps can be heard. Voices in other rooms. When my daughters were babies she would interact with them. My oldest still talks about her sometimes. She has made thumps on the floor so loud that we have thought the girls have fallen out of bed or the crib while they are sound asleep. The stories go on and on.

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Creeepy! I love ghost stories but don't need 'em in my house!

I've lived in my circa. 1884 farm house for over 10 years and I am happy to report that we are apparently ghost free.

posted 09-16-2002 05:03 PM            

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Originally posted by Daley:
http://www.prairieghosts.com/griggs.html

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posted 09-16-2002 06:34 PM            

“Take 100 of the most enthusiastic ghost hunters and ask them to name America’s Most Haunted City. Most will spring to their feet yelling, ‘New Orleans!’ “
(Richard Winer, “Haunted Houses”)

Ooooh. Ghosts and beignets. Now I am inspired to go read my new books. http://www.prairieghosts.com/neworleans.html

Thanks, badgas!

posted 09-16-2002 08:29 PM            

Although i think those "Summerwind" people sound like they were "haunted" by stupidity

Aspirin:
Spooky shit is cool. Who gives a shit if it's real. You and your textbook can go gather dust in the corner. Unless you wanna take this outside. You wanna take this outside, tough guy?

posted 09-18-2002 05:11 PM         

didn't you grow up in a fairly creepy house in S. mpls??
or that one in the park?
kinda creepy as well.

I used to live in a house on Minnehaha in St. Paul that had some weird shit happen like cd racks tipping over, guitars tipping over etc.. but only one one small wall of the room. I always had the hair rise on the back of my neck on the top of the stairwell.

posted 09-19-2002 10:49 AM            

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Originally posted by funky chunky:
hey stinkbot-

didn't you grow up in a fairly creepy house in S. mpls??
or that one in the park?
kinda creepy as well.

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yeah nothing happened in those places though
they was just creepy lookin.
the only spooky things hovering about were the nasty metal stoners lookin' to nail my sister.

p.s. i was wondering when you'd be showing up here!

posted 09-19-2002 10:59 AM            

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Originally posted by LEMMY:
This is my only potential encounter with a ghost. It happened in June of 1989. I was driving alone from Green Bay to Dallas and I decided to take the long way through Mississippi to see some of the historic blues sites, like Muddy Waters house in Stovall, because I'm a fan. After I finished touring the Delta, I kept going south and figured I'd visit the Vicksburg Battlefield of the Civil War. But when I arrived there,it being about 8 p.m., the battlefield park was closed. Because I didn't know when I'd ever get there again, I drove around a gate and snuck my van in. I drove through the closed park at dusk in a cold rain, getting out every now and then to step onto the hallowed ground of a particular battle site or to walk through a (very spooky) mausoleum. When I was just about to leave the park, I saw some battlements built up by the Confederates along with Mississippi River and I thought, "Hell, I'm soaked and cold already, I might as well go up there and check these out." So I got out of the van and crawled up the side, clawing at the wet soil the whole way up. When I got to the top, I was looking out over the river and absorbing the history when I noticed, I WAS NOT ALONE. Just to the north of me, about 20 feet, there was a woman in a thin, white shroud. I never saw her face, but she just had the build of small woman in her 20's or so. She never looked at me. She just stood there in that cold rain and looked out at the river with the shroud blowing in the breeze. It seemed like I was up there with her for about 10 minutes, but it was probably 10 seconds, because this was just too much for me, and I RAN MY ASS OFF down that battlement and got in the car and locked the door! There were no other cars in the lot, the park WAS CLOSED and there was no conceivable place she could have come from other than that parking lot. Anyway...that's all.

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Yikes...all the hair on my arms just stood on end! Very spooky!

posted 09-19-2002 11:01 AM            

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Originally posted by Billy V Gan:
The land that my house is on used to be an apple orchard. In the orchard a girl, while picking apples in the 1800's, fell from a tree to her death. This girl, whom we do not know the name of, haunts my house and my neighbors. There can be long periods of time we don't hear her and when I ask my neighbor, she is over there. We've been there for 4 years so the things we have witnessed and heard are plentiful. She likes to turn lights on when we aren't home. Has been seen getting my dog to shake paw and stare at her, footsteps can be heard. Voices in other rooms. When my daughters were babies she would interact with them. My oldest still talks about her sometimes. She has made thumps on the floor so loud that we have thought the girls have fallen out of bed or the crib while they are sound asleep. The stories go on and on.

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posted 09-19-2002 11:57 AM         

Now this one didn't actually happen to me, but it happened down the street from my current home (I live in a very old Italian neighborhood).

These incidents of spookiness happened to my brother-in-law's father, Willie, and his brother when they were little kids in the 1930's. But they received a doubly scary update two years ago.

According to Willie, who is now in his 70's, when he and his brother were little boys, their mom would tuck them into bed in their bedroom on the front of this old house. When their mom would leave, the kids would supposedly see a woman in black fly through their bedroom window and this woman would sit at the end of their bed, or in a chair near the bed, and she would just watch them until they fell asleep. This happened quite often and they never really told this story to anyone over the years because it sounded so crazy. It was kind of their private brother thing.

Then, one day while attending a wedding, Willie learned that another guy at the wedding had lived in the same house right after he had, in the 1940's. They were both about the same age. So Willie introduces himself to this other guy at the reception and tells him they shared the same house as kids.

Willie is cagey and didn't want to ask this guy any "leading questions," so he says "So, which bedroom did you sleep in?" And the guys replies "The front one." It was the same bedroom Willie and his bro used.

Then Willie asks, "Did you ever see anything weird at night in there?" And the guy says, "Well, there was something REALLY weird that used to happen, but you won't believe it. When my brother and I were in there just going to bed, a woman in black would fly through the window and sit there and watch us fall asleep!"

posted 09-19-2002 12:00 PM            

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Originally posted by badgas:
I wouldn't sleep a wink. How do you do it!

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