[ARCHIVED THREAD] - Ghosts? (Page 1 of 2)
Posted: 9/19/2006 8:39:49 PM EDT
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Do they exist? What about any other supernatual being or what not? Anybody ever see one? |
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I don't know for sure if they exist or not, but my old house had a freaky basement and I did not feel very comfortable down there. During the day it was usually fine, but at night I would always feel a bit creeped out down there. More of just a feeling rather than anything happening. I did have one particularly weird experience with that basement. I woke up one Saturday morning and heard the faint sound of a man and a woman having an argument. I really thought nothing of it and went back to sleep for a while. I woke up later and took a shower and went to go downstairs to the main floor. At the top of the steps, I heard a man and a woman arguing again this time a little bit louder. I figured it must be my mom and dad or something...maybe the TV. Went downstairs and had breakfast and eventually went to go in the basement. When I opened the door to downstairs, I very disctinctly heard a man and a woman arguing coming form the basement. I went down, but all the lights were off and the TV was not on, and I was a little weirded out. Folks ended up not being home at the time and I was the only one there. I am not saying that it was a ghost or not, but I have no explanation for it. I know the human mind can play tricks but three times like that is pretty weird. In my new house, I feel fine in the basement, so its not just a fear of basements or the like. |
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For me, there is no doubt. My mother grew up in a beautiful old colonial, in which more than one person had died. Stories that I believe 100%... 1. My g-pa went in the the dining room and the curtain lifted itself up as you would to look out the window. It stayed there for a minute, then slowly let itself back down. 2. My aunt was walking down the stairs, forgot something, turned around and in the hallway was a little girl standing there, nose to nose with my aunt. 3. Another aunt was in bed and heard footsteps. Assumed it was her sisters coming home. The steps stopped right in front of her door, the door knob clicked a little, stopped, and the footsteps continued. She looked out the window and saw the entire family just getting home out in the driveway. |
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I live right down the street from the (in)famous Resurrection Mary in Chicago(actually Justice,IL). I haven't had any encounters with 'her' yet. A local car website i belong to will be going on a ghost crawl to explore some of these alleged haunted hot-spots. Check out some of the creepy stories in the link i posted |
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I believe in them. A restaurant I used to work in was around 100yrs old (building, not the current business), and haunted. After about 2-3 years of no ghostly phenomenon, a coworker and I were shooting the shit when the subject of the ghost came up. I mentioned I kinda missed her, she added some fun to the place. That night, when I was clocking out (in the basement), the plate part of a u-bolt and plate latch swung back and forth, all the way, three times. I think the ghost was just saying "hi". |
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I've seen a couple Saw a woman once in my apartment (short version) saw her in a reflection in the TV one night and then like a week later saw her hanging from the shower head Found out later that a woman had commited suicide in that house after a night at the bar a buddy and I were at an after party and decided to check out the vacant house next door We were both bouncing at the time both still had our lights (surefire 6z  ) we went in the back yard moving lights around the yard no big deal both of us moved the lights past the sliding glass door and saw something crouched down (kinda like a golum looking thing but more humanish) we both stoped moved the lights back and it was gone I'm 6'3" and 275 he's 6'4" and 250 neither of us move very fast except for that night I think we broke ben johnsons 100 yrd dash record we kinda compaired notes and then stoped talking about it. he used to live next door to that house he moved not long after seen and heard other things personally I belive there is an energy that is left and if your receptive to seeing it you do and if your mind is closed to it you don't |
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there are no ghosts. your brain is sensitive to electromagnetic waves. think about how an NMR machine can scan your brain. now think about how your brain could be manipulated by waves going the other way, if, for instance one knew how to encode waves to produce desired results on the brain itself. in that instance, the brain would be incapable of determining whehter the effects were the result of external stimuli to one's nervous system, touch, smell, sight hearing or whether it was just direct electro magnetic radiation manipulating one's neural centers.. so its people from the future. they come here, set up these NMR machines and post ghost visions to unsuspecting victims. sorta a joke i guess. either that or the whole thing you are experiencing is a big sim and your entire existence is nothing more than a subroutine on a computing substrate in the 3rd or 12th dimension... |
so the subroutine running office v2.2 could actually be running drunk v3.2 or better yet hookers n blow v7.1 |
Yeah, they won't exist for me until I see one. I thought I had a succubus once but when I woke up it was just my wife, but that's a story for another thread. 
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I was in a very old building that was used as an antique store, and while browsing the back store room, I walked by an old cabinet, then all of a sudden the cabinet door opened up as if an invisible person opened it? their was no way it could have swung open all by itself |
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My Family in Hawaii lived in an old pinapple plantation house. They said a lady in white would appear in the hallways and just walk over to the kitchen and fade away. This happend on a regualr basis when everyone was hanging out in the living room. My grandma then put mirrors at the end of each hallway and directly across all door ways at the new house. Supposedly if a ghost sees it's reflection its does something to them. Then there was a time at my aunt's house when my grandma was babysitting my toddler cousin. G-ma and the toddler were watching TV with their backs to the hallway. No one was home at the time. She said that she could hear SOMETHING walking from one end of the hallway to the other, then stop and turn around and travel the other way. The floor was hard wood. She didn't move from the couch until my aunt and uncle came back. Apparently they investigated and noticed that my aunt hung a cross on both doors at the end of the hallway. Guess what ever it was couldn't go past the crosses.
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Sounds like Grand Ma is having abit of fun at your expense. |
| I lost my mother and grandfather in July. When I came back home in August my garage stereo would turn itself on and turn itself up. I got mad at my daughters for doing it but they thought I was the one. I saw it happen while working in the garage and told them about it. They called me a liar. The next day in front of my wife and youngest daughter the thing happened again. It is not a remote controlled unit. We only caught it twice although it happened many times. It has not happened yet in October. |
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When I was in afganistan, Kandahar province. There was a place we called the farm (tarnak farms was its offical name) there was a small pit that we would set up in as an LP/OP at night. Every night we would see things not sure what they were but definatly movement, But they never set off any trip flares around the perimeter. Finally we were going to move to a different location and the northern alliance fighters that we worked with were linking up with us at the farm. well when they arrived the interpreter asked us where we stayed and we told him" over there in that pit" He then informed us that during the soviet occupation the muhajadeen would take the soviet soldiers that they had captured and Tie there hand behind there backs and slice thier bellys open and send them walking through the desert, And they did it at the pit we set up in. Spooky!!! Soviet soldier ghosts? Dont know but we never set up in the pit again.
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It's no secret I'm not very computer-savvy. Can someone please tell me what it means/does when a non-Team member posts "tag" in a thread. It's my understanding the "My Active Topics" feature is only available to Team members, so what good does it do to "tag" a thread if you are not a Team member? Do ghosts bring the thread back to them later?? 
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They are just trying to be cool like us. |
I've never seen a ghost, but I've seen things that I can't readily explain (anybody know what a Hell hound is?). My grandmother, who was a really hardcore skeptic, claimed to have seen a ghost when she was a young girl (10 IIRC). |
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I don't post here much, just lurk. but this topic is one I have to reply to. lived in a house with a ghost for 6 months (terms of lease, when it was up we were out). started pretty benign. two story house, with a window over the porch, facing the road. when we would come home late at night from the bars (young pup living with a lady, in our 20's, just having fun with life, no worries, no care, no problems, gosh life was simple back then), we would swear that we could see an old guy looking out the window onto the road. and yep, we wrote it off as being drunk. but then one day, when we were all out, my gf's sister was there, taking a shower. big party to be had that night (man I used to drink alot back then). we were getting the keg's. had pizza ordered. and of course, while she was in the shower, the doorbell rings. well shower was upstairs. so it was taking her a bit to get to the door. getting out of the shower and gettting dressed and all. so ring ring ring. and as she is about to get out of the bathroom, she heard a guy's voice say "answer the dam# door". didn't think much about it. just thought it was one of us back early. says "yeah, get it yourself". no answer and doorbell still ringing. so she goes down to answer it, pays for the pizza's and then notices. no one else is there. ok, this totally wigged her out. when we got back, she was sitting in her car in the street saying someone was in the house. I grab the trusty little Colt Combat Commander and do a sweep through the house. no one. we write that one off as her being a bit looney/tipsy/imaginative/ whatever. then we start noticing things being moved in the house. ok, we are forgetful. nothing odd there. then things disappear and come back days later. ok, thats strange. then we start noticing the guy in the window is there even when we were not drunk. hmm. ok, we laughingly say, we have a ghost in the house. heee heee heee. nobody took that seriously, but we were starting to wonder. then Michelle's cat started really getting freaky on us (Michelle being my gf at that time). wouldn't come out of the basement for anything and when he did, all he did was try to get outside. would be watching a movie and kitty would be curled up on Michelle's lap. all of sudden just fur puffed out, screaching and moaning and running around the room like something was chasing and tormenting it. Ok, this is really weird..... So one night we get home from the bars (and yes indeed we were drunk that night to, like i said we drank ALOT back then), and if it was just me, or just her, or just us, I would put it up to drunken halucinations (hey it happens, I have seen the darndest crap when drunk). But we had seven other people with us that night. We walked into the living room and heard this mournful screaching from our cat (Teddy was his name). Everyone is looking around going WTF. And of course Michelle is screaming about how I have to find and help poor little Teddy. So we listen for where the screaming is coming from. Upstairs. Ok, all the manly men there (of course we were trying to impress the ladies there with hopes of getting some, rescue helpless kitty, reap the rewards) lead the way upstairs. we get into our bedroom and just stand there totally stupid and not knowing what to do. by this time the ladies file in around us and stare at what we are seeing. here is poor little Teddy. smooshed (don't know how else to describe it, it was like you took a plate of glass and smooshed the cat) against the ROOF of the bedroom. We stood there for about ten seconds with everyone kinda slack jawed. what do you do? One of my friends, said (jokingly or seriously or whatever, never asked him what prompted him to say it) "alright, I know you don't like the cat, but put the f$#ker down". and the cat dropped to the floor. Nine true believers at that point. That was the most memorable thing to happen except for one. about a month before our lease was up, we woke up one morning to find all the knives stuck in the walls. yeah, figured we were going apartment shopping at that point. The house is located on north 48th street in Lincoln Nebraska. And when you drive by, you can still see him looking out the window every now and again. if you are in the lincoln area, and want to see it for yourself, email me and I will give you its exact address. |