
Posted by Jennifer on 7/21/2006, 1:25 pm, in reply to "Re: ghost stories" --Previous Message--
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wow that is scary! that must be sad u never heard of them
: When I was 12, my grandma died and we moved
: into her house. It is over 100yrs old. From
: then until I was 18 I would see a tall
: slender man with combed back hair, his ears
: stuck out, and he had a suit on, in my
: bedroom doorway fat night. He was solid not
: transparent. My dad and brothers are shorter
: and heavier tahn this man. I saw his at
: Least 2 a week for 7yrs. And was woken
: repeatedly by voices calling my name. I also
: would feel a hand on my shoulder for many
: years but I would be alone or nobodyu was
: even close enough behind me to have done it.
: My mother and father had a small animal that
: would jump onto thier bed at night. On the
: night my mother was raped my father was
: already asleep at home and the small animal
: repeatedly jumped onto the bed keeping him
: awake. When he went to ask if my mother felt
: it acting hyper that night he discovered she
: wasnt there. The animal woke him up to help
: my mom. Once we woke up to find a 100lb
: dogfood container drug out of the garage and
: into the bathroom proping open the door. My
: mother woke up one morning to see a woman
: all white and transparent standing at the
: end of her bed. She was only a torso with a
: white blouse. She watch her for a whole
: moinute then walked out of the room. And
: then lately my mother was being bumped in
: the kitchen. Someone was walking around her
: in circles bumping her playfully. She
: finally said "That's enough." And
: it stoped 5min later she say a white haze go
: out of the kitchen. When I met my husband I
: never spoke of them until he finally started
: to see hazes go by the doorways. Once we had
: a wegi board and was speaking to a
: "good" ghost. We asked him if
: thier was any bad ones there and he said
: "at the window", as the sentence
: finished my moms dog ran to the window and
: barked fiercly! We were on the second floor.
: Another time at a freinds house we had the
: board again. I decided I was done playing
: with it and my friends and her mother was
: still tinkering. They were "talikng to
: their grandpa". The mother asked what
: he always called her(nickname)when she was
: little. I was on the bed and heard a man say
: "cupcake". Their was no men at the
: house that day. Since I have moved from my
: mothers house I do not see or hear them
: anymore, and it actually makes me sad. I
: miss them and I felt protected there.
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