All right now for the ghost stories
bluesnag
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i've never seen a ufo. never seen a ghost either, but shit if i haven't been scared of stuff like that when i hear about it. so let's here some of those freaky stories like sun fortune's in the ufo thread. it's in the middle of the night here and i'm ready to shit my pants.
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God is my bodyguard, muthafuckers![/b]
dude - why don't you kick it off with the experience you had at the clark house???
mang, that wasn't nothin but us stoned dudes freakin out and a damn racoon in the wall or some shit. or do squirrels and shit live in walls of old houses?
anyways, it was like 2 am and 3 or 4 of us were chillin in the living room gettin high. this was an old ass house, which was first about to be torn down, then turned into a bum-infested crackhouse, and now finally has been redone. so we're all chillin like i said and we hear this scratching in the wall. not from outside, but in the wall. damn, now that i think about it that freaked me out at the time. afterwards i wrote it off as just some animal in there, cause every once in awhile we'd all be stoned in the living room again at 2 am and the damn wall creature would start scratching. i was pretty convinced that the house was haunted by some shit. i almost forgot about that.
but i moved out cause i couldn't handle living with all 4 of those dudes at once. too much. or maybe that's what i told myself and i really moved out because i was scared of the wall creature.
ughhh!!! the wall creature sounds pretty scary!
You probably had mice. My last house had 'em and they'd sit in the walls and scratch at night.
BOO!
the evil wall
this was like the toughest enemy in final fantasy 2
oh, we definitely had mice. no question about that. they always ate the soap in the kitchen for some reason. but this thing was bigger than a mouse for sure.
come on y'all, let's here about the zombies and shit.
A couple of years ago I was living in this house in Santa Barbara on the beach. I had a hammock right outside of the door. I wake up at like four in the morning to piss or something and I am compelled to look out of the door window. I see the hammock swinging. Huh? It must be the wind. I look closer and see a racoon in the hammock and then see another racoon pushing the hammock. What?! Then the racoons switch places and the racoon that was in the hammock swings his buddy around.
Oh, I also used to live in this other haunted house in Santa Barbara. It was way up in the mountains and before I even moved in, the fools that lived there told me the house was definately haunted. The old man that had built the house had died in it and there was still this big storage room in the basement with all his shit in it. He was an amateur gem tumbler or something. We used to go in there and freak ourselves out. But the weirdest shit happened to all of us who lived there at least once. You would be lying in bed, then you would hear this kind of static white noise. Then you would be in the fetal position, and before you knew it, you're head was at the foot of the bed. It was like being paralyzed. We had a psychic from Thailand who had been stranded on a life boat in her youth come and check the place out. She said the old man was definately still there. She said that he didnt like the old roomate, Gina, cause her energy was too crazy and she didnt respect the house, but he liked all of us.
-k
you talking about my friend, E**a?
-k
nope, thats wild though. You know emma and ivan, how are they? Check your PM box.
-k