[ARCHIVED THREAD] - Ask a guy pulling guard duty in a haunted building anything (Now your nightly ghost update) (Page 3 of 7)
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I think OP just got his ass whooped..  How would you make the ghosts go away? Curious? They are not ghosts if this really is occurring. OP is not rational enough about his posts to sound that convincing anyway. 
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They are not ghosts if this really is occurring. OP is not rational enough about his posts to sound that convincing anyway.
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I think OP just got his ass whooped.. How would you make the ghosts go away? Curious? They are not ghosts if this really is occurring. OP is not rational enough about his posts to sound that convincing anyway.
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They are not ghosts if this really is occurring. OP is not rational enough about his posts to sound that convincing anyway.
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I think OP just got his ass whooped.. How would you make the ghosts go away? Curious? They are not ghosts if this really is occurring. OP is not rational enough about his posts to sound that convincing anyway.
Might have something to do with the fact I've also been awake for a day straight now. |
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I hear the woman talking again. What did she have to say? The only thing I could clearly understand was when I heard the "hey there". Other than that it's to incoherent to make it anything out other than a woman's voice. Both me and the nco I'm on shift with noted the area we were in was cold compared to the rest of the room. |
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I'm going to try to read and ignore all the random happenings that have been occurring. Maybe they will stop if they realize they can't get a rise out of me anymore.
Funny enough before all this really started kicking off when we first noticed it I asked the ghost if it could stop and that we would really appreciate it. Right after that I heard another knocking sound. |
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Taking a nap next to me. I'm the only one up right now. I could not go to sleep even if I wanted to. Quoted:
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I'm getting more and more convinced. As I went to go retrieve the sweedish fish from the other end of the room as I was going to go take it off the table it was pushed onto the floor. And literally as I fucking type this I hear that damn pacing again. The candy fell on the floor? Yes. 
I don't want to be in this place anymore. I can't wait for the next shift so I can come back tomorrow  .How's the other guy holding up? Taking a nap next to me. I'm the only one up right now. I could not go to sleep even if I wanted to. Lol. Your scared to death and your buddy is sleeping.
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Start jacking off furiously when your by yourself and weird shit starts happening, because either one of two things will happen. 1. The ghosts will think "this mother fucker is crazy as fuck! We're all trying to be scarry and he's jacking off!" They will leave you alone. Or 2. It will be a hot female ghost and she'll give you a Dutch rudder from beyond the grave. Which would be pretty cool too. Maybe even just give you a straight ghost j |
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Start jacking off furiously when your by yourself and weird shit starts happening, because either one of two things will happen. 1. The ghosts will think "this mother fucker is crazy as fuck! We're all trying to be scarry and he's jacking off!" They will leave you alone. Or 2. It will be a hot female ghost and she'll give you a Dutch rudder from beyond the grave. Which would be pretty cool too. Maybe even just give you a straight ghost j I read that out loud while laughing my ass off. Hope she's not mad. |
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Quoted: I read that out loud while laughing my ass off. Hope she's not mad. Quoted: Quoted: Start jacking off furiously when your by yourself and weird shit starts happening, because either one of two things will happen. 1. The ghosts will think "this mother fucker is crazy as fuck! We're all trying to be scarry and he's jacking off!" They will leave you alone. Or 2. It will be a hot female ghost and she'll give you a Dutch rudder from beyond the grave. Which would be pretty cool too. Maybe even just give you a straight ghost j I read that out loud while laughing my ass off. Hope she's not mad.  |
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I read that out loud while laughing my ass off. Hope she's not mad. Quoted:
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Start jacking off furiously when your by yourself and weird shit starts happening, because either one of two things will happen. 1. The ghosts will think "this mother fucker is crazy as fuck! We're all trying to be scarry and he's jacking off!" They will leave you alone. Or 2. It will be a hot female ghost and she'll give you a Dutch rudder from beyond the grave. Which would be pretty cool too. Maybe even just give you a straight ghost j I read that out loud while laughing my ass off. Hope she's not mad. You mean mad like she's crazy, or mad like you will definitely be sorry that you took this low paying shit eating job yo?
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Start jacking off furiously when your by yourself and weird shit starts happening, because either one of two things will happen. 1. The ghosts will think "this mother fucker is crazy as fuck! We're all trying to be scarry and he's jacking off!" They will leave you alone. Or 2. It will be a hot female ghost and she'll give you a Dutch rudder from beyond the grave. Which would be pretty cool too. Maybe even just give you a straight ghost j THIS!! |
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Start jacking off furiously when your by yourself and weird shit starts happening, because either one of two things will happen. 1. The ghosts will think "this mother fucker is crazy as fuck! We're all trying to be scarry and he's jacking off!" They will leave you alone. Or 2. It will be a hot female ghost and she'll give you a Dutch rudder from beyond the grave. Which would be pretty cool too. Maybe even just give you a straight ghost j I don't know if I'd want a ghost job. I'm not quite sure modern medicine is capable of curing whatever causes ectoplasm to drip from a dick. |
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Hey, ya'll want to hear a real ghost story? Do tell About twenty years ago I lived down in the piney woods of east Texas. I rented a small house from a distant relative of mine as I worked for his son who is a multi-million dollar contractor now. Ronnie, my landlord had his house on a large piece of land and had a row of these little rental numbers running down the road, my rental being at the other end or the last one down the road. However, in the middle of then between my rental and Ronnie's house was an old medium size wood frame Penticostal church that had stood vacant for quite a few years and such. Ya'll want to hear more? 
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About twenty years ago I lived down in the piney woods of east Texas. I rented a small house from a distant relative of mine as I worked for his son who is a multi-million dollar contractor now. Ronnie, my landlord had his house on a large piece of land and had a row of these little rental numbers running down the road, my rental being at the other end or the last one down the road. However, in the middle of then between my rental and Ronnie's house was an old medium size wood frame Penticostal church that had stood vacant for quite a few years and such. Ya'll want to hear more?
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Hey, ya'll want to hear a real ghost story? Do tell About twenty years ago I lived down in the piney woods of east Texas. I rented a small house from a distant relative of mine as I worked for his son who is a multi-million dollar contractor now. Ronnie, my landlord had his house on a large piece of land and had a row of these little rental numbers running down the road, my rental being at the other end or the last one down the road. However, in the middle of then between my rental and Ronnie's house was an old medium size wood frame Penticostal church that had stood vacant for quite a few years and such. Ya'll want to hear more?
Sure it will help keep the atmosphere tense where I am. |
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Interacting with it then asking it to leave you alone doesn't seem like it was the best decision. Posted Via AR15.Com Mobile No. But the night is drawing to a close. Things seem to be slowing down as it gets closer to morning. I did hear breathing like someone had allergies when I walked down the hall adjacent to us. |
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About twenty years ago I lived down in the piney woods of east Texas. I rented a small house from a distant relative of mine as I worked for his son who is a multi-million dollar contractor now. Ronnie, my landlord had his house on a large piece of land and had a row of these little rental numbers running down the road, my rental being at the other end or the last one down the road. However, in the middle of then between my rental and Ronnie's house was an old medium size wood frame Penticostal church that had stood vacant for quite a few years and such. Ya'll want to hear more?
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Hey, ya'll want to hear a real ghost story? Do tell About twenty years ago I lived down in the piney woods of east Texas. I rented a small house from a distant relative of mine as I worked for his son who is a multi-million dollar contractor now. Ronnie, my landlord had his house on a large piece of land and had a row of these little rental numbers running down the road, my rental being at the other end or the last one down the road. However, in the middle of then between my rental and Ronnie's house was an old medium size wood frame Penticostal church that had stood vacant for quite a few years and such. Ya'll want to hear more?
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Hey, ya'll want to hear a real ghost story? Do tell About twenty years ago I lived down in the piney woods of east Texas. I rented a small house from a distant relative of mine as I worked for his son who is a multi-million dollar contractor now. Ronnie, my landlord had his house on a large piece of land and had a row of these little rental numbers running down the road, my rental being at the other end or the last one down the road. However, in the middle of then between my rental and Ronnie's house was an old medium size wood frame Penticostal church that had stood vacant for quite a few years and such. Ya'll want to hear more?
Sure it will help keep the atmosphere tense where I am. Ok. So anyway, Ronnie's mother (long gone now) lived in her house right next door to the old church and she was one of those old timey country people who was kind of strange in her own rite and I think that I heard her say one time that she attended the church until it closed in the early 1960's. Most every evening you could catch her sitting alone if my cousins weren't around and every now and then I would go down there and talk with her and see if she was doing alright. One night I was down there on her porch talking with her, and I kept getting these weird vibes about this church that you could plainly see because there was a dim security light between her house and this church which under this lighting looked kind of spooky anyway. Are ya'll sure that you want to hear about this?
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Ok. So anyway, Ronnie's mother (long gone now) lived in her house right next door to the old church and she was one of those old timey country people who was kind of strange in her own rite and I think that I heard her say one time that she attended the church until it closed in the early 1960's. Most every evening you could catch her sitting alone if my cousins weren't around and every now and then I would go down there and talk with her and see if she was doing alright. One night I was down there on her porch talking with her, and I kept getting these weird vibes about this church that you could plainly see because their was a dim security light between her house and this church which under this lighting looked kind of spooky anyway. Are ya'll sure that you want to hear about this?
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There were tunnels into the center of a mall where I worked security. I swear those things were haunted  This thread is giving me the creeps. I have an overactive imagination and I live alone... dangit... I'm generally extremely skeptical of anything involving the paranormal. I'd be checking everything out, recording everything, writing stuff down. Looking for patterns, finding locations. |
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Ok. So anyway, Ronnie's mother (long gone now) lived in her house right next door to the old church and she was one of those old timey country people who was kind of strange in her own rite and I think that I heard her say one time that she attended the church until it closed in the early 1960's. Most every evening you could catch her sitting alone if my cousins weren't around and every now and then I would go down there and talk with her and see if she was doing alright. One night I was down there on her porch talking with her, and I kept getting these weird vibes about this church that you could plainly see because their was a dim security light between her house and this church which under this lighting looked kind of spooky anyway. Are ya'll sure that you want to hear about this?
Yes I want to hear it all. Keep going. So, anyway the old church since its closing had been used for several purposes. It had even been a used resale shop about ten years earlier and was full of old items such as clothing and appliances and stuff like that. Anyway, it belonged to my landlord Ronnie who was a Christian man and the owner of a successful drywall company in that area. So after one of my cousins told me about all of the stuff that was in there, I asked Ronnie one Sunday when I was off, if I could go in there and browse around and see if there was anything in there that I would like and he said, "Sure go ahead." So it was a typical east Texas winter's day and kind of chilly and rainy, kind of dark because it was getting to be late afternoon. So as I was walking down there and passed the old woman's house I looked over there on the porch and there she was. Kind of strange though because as I was walking down there I thought from a distance that she wasn't out there because I looked out that direction, but as I walked past she said, "Hey Jim," and really startled me. Are you still with me OP?
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So, anyway the old church since its closing had been used for several purposes. It had even been a used resale shop about ten years earlier and was full of old items such as clothing and appliances and stuff like that. Anyway, it belonged to my landlord Ronnie who was a Christian man and the owner of a successful drywall company in that area. So after one of my cousins told me about all of the stuff that was in there, I asked Ronnie one Sunday when I was off, if I could go in there and browse around and see if there was anything in there that I would like and he said, "Sure go ahead." So it was a typical east Texas winter's day and kind of chilly and rainy, kind of dark because it was getting to be late afternoon. So as I was walking down there and passed the old woman's house I looked over there on the porch and there she was. Kind of strange though because as I was walking down there I thought from a distance that she wasn't out there because I looked out that direction, but as I walked past she said, "Hey Jim," and really startled me. Are you still with me OP?
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Ok. So anyway, Ronnie's mother (long gone now) lived in her house right next door to the old church and she was one of those old timey country people who was kind of strange in her own rite and I think that I heard her say one time that she attended the church until it closed in the early 1960's. Most every evening you could catch her sitting alone if my cousins weren't around and every now and then I would go down there and talk with her and see if she was doing alright. One night I was down there on her porch talking with her, and I kept getting these weird vibes about this church that you could plainly see because their was a dim security light between her house and this church which under this lighting looked kind of spooky anyway. Are ya'll sure that you want to hear about this?
Yes I want to hear it all. Keep going. So, anyway the old church since its closing had been used for several purposes. It had even been a used resale shop about ten years earlier and was full of old items such as clothing and appliances and stuff like that. Anyway, it belonged to my landlord Ronnie who was a Christian man and the owner of a successful drywall company in that area. So after one of my cousins told me about all of the stuff that was in there, I asked Ronnie one Sunday when I was off, if I could go in there and browse around and see if there was anything in there that I would like and he said, "Sure go ahead." So it was a typical east Texas winter's day and kind of chilly and rainy, kind of dark because it was getting to be late afternoon. So as I was walking down there and passed the old woman's house I looked over there on the porch and there she was. Kind of strange though because as I was walking down there I thought from a distance that she wasn't out there because I looked out that direction, but as I walked past she said, "Hey Jim," and really startled me. Are you still with me OP?
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Trying to stay with you. Keep having pauses for commercials or something. Ok. So anyway as I walk up on the church porch, I notice that the flooring is very old and rotting in places and had to be very careful about where I stepped. The door was hung off-center from time and it wasn't easy to get in there. As I was forcing the door to open the old woman hollered from her porch, "I'm not so sure that what you are doing is a good idea." I thought that she meant that it wasn't a good idea because of the dilapidated condition of the building and nothing more. So anyway I finally got in there and sure enough concerning my previous gut feelings about the place it was spooky in there and pretty dark because I didn't bring a flash light. So, after staying about two minutes in there I decided to leave. As I was leaving and I never went in there any further than about ten feet in, as I was leaving literally the hair stood up on the back of my neck and there seemed to be a weird glow coming from the front of the church where the podium was, and I could actually see as I fixated on it what seemed to be like small darkish figures moving around within the confines of the podium, so I got out of there as quickly as I could without falling through the floor in the building or out on the porch. It was really spooky. |
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OP, here is where you went wrong.
...(T)hings to do/know if you join a scientific spec-ops team. |