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2008-10-31 09:38:36 AM
I'll have to dig through the archive to find it, as I hate typing it up every year, but I basically laid drywall in a haunted house.
 
2008-10-31 09:39:15 AM
Ah! Posted this one before. Shall repost:

Don't believe in ghosts but have had one encounter I can't explain.

Stayed alone in an old house that had been converted into apartments. Everyone else had already gone home for the summer from college. That night, I felt a little creeped out, but decided to stay in bed and just go to sleep--and then my bed moved. The end of the bed lifted up about three inches, held for a moment, and then dropped back down.

It was the single worst most terrifying moment of my life. Never had anything like it before or since. I can't explain it and don't like to think about it much.

*shudder*
 
2008-10-31 09:39:16 AM
... the call was coming from THE EX. like 15 times in one night. seriously, take a hint.
 
2008-10-31 09:40:07 AM
I was forced to go to a Cher concert.

*shudder*
 
2008-10-31 09:40:08 AM
i369.photobucket.com
 
2008-10-31 09:41:12 AM
...and then I woke up and she was cooking breakfast in the kitchen!!! Nooooooo!
 
2008-10-31 09:41:14 AM
I am the creep.
 
2008-10-31 09:42:48 AM
BOO!!
 
2008-10-31 09:43:57 AM
vernterv: BOO!!

...I got a new kitten and debated naming it "sally"

But realized I cant name animals after Farkers.

This has limited my options.
 
2008-10-31 09:44:38 AM
I was subjected to a Polka band last night..
 
2008-10-31 09:45:17 AM
Dr.Knockboots: I was subjected to a Polka band last night..

The whole band?

/whore
 
2008-10-31 09:46:25 AM
...and then the CHUDs came after me.
 
2008-10-31 09:46:31 AM
Dynascape: vernterv: BOO!!

...I got a new kitten and debated naming it "sally"

But realized I cant name animals after Farkers.

This has limited my options.


Irony of all statements here...

One of the cats we adopted was named Sally, and we changed her name to Boo after the main character from Monsters, Inc.
 
2008-10-31 09:47:04 AM
Dr.Knockboots: I was subjected to a Polka band last night..

Chicken dance?
 
2008-10-31 09:47:23 AM
Dynascape: vernterv: BOO!!

...I got a new kitten and debated naming it "sally"

But realized I cant name animals after Farkers.

This has limited my options.


goddammit so much!!! Sally is a great kitten name!!

Timanous: One of the cats we adopted was named Sally, and we changed her name to Boo after the main character from Monsters, Inc.

That Boo is really cute.
 
2008-10-31 09:47:42 AM
Dr.Knockboots: Polka band last night

WTF is wrong with polka? I used to be able to polka like a mutherf*cker.


I should really put that on my resume.
 
2008-10-31 09:47:52 AM
Timanous: One of the cats we adopted was named Sally, and we changed her name to Boo after the main character from Monsters, Inc.

We debated naming her Boo, and changed our minds because of that exact reason.

So we have this un-named cat that we've been calling "Kitten B".
 
2008-10-31 09:47:59 AM
bad_otis: thanks vernie, I just sh*t myself.

again.


Sorry :(
 
2008-10-31 09:48:35 AM
My older sister took me to see the Exorcist when I was 12. Then that night she snuck into my room and under my bed and started mumbling, "The devil is under the bed"
 
2008-10-31 09:50:23 AM
Feel free to mock me, but this really happened about a month ago. I always wanted to believe in spirits/afterlife, that kind of thing, but logically I just couldn't. After this happened, I changed my mind.

Back story, I met the hub through mutual friends, said mutual friends grew up with him and are now married. The guy, Jason, has lived in the same house since he was little, he and his wife bought it from his mother when they got married. Long history of issues with the house, they even had a preacher come in and bless it. Since the two of them have moved in, there have been a few weird things, but nothing major.

So a few weeks ago we went down there to see them, and spent the night. After it got late and everyone else was in bed, I wanted my PJs, so I went outside to get them from the car. Walking across the deck, I felt something push me from behind, and I fell down the steps. They have a huge boxer who's really bad about jumping, so I thought it was him.

Then I looked up and saw this bright white light, a circle. I thought I'd hit my head or something. so I stood up, and it was still there, about head high, sort of pulsating. I turned around to go back to the house, then I turned back, still there. like it was watching me. Finally I said "I'm sorry if you're mad, but this isn't your house anymore. the people who live here are really nice and will take care of it, but you need to leave." and it got brighter for a second, then slowly faded away.
There were no lights on, nobody lives near there, no headlights, etc. it was the weirdest thing I've ever seen. I kind of feel bad now, because I'm not sure that what pushed me and the light were the same thing. I wasn't afraid of the light at all.

The next morning the hub and I got up, and he took me to the doctor. Broken wrist. When I explained to him what happened, and later when I explained it to my friends who own the house, turns out at some point, all of them had seen the light I described. My husband and the other guy had seen it in the house when they were teenagers, and the wife had seen it in the back field, a couple of weeks earlier.
 
2008-10-31 09:50:32 AM
I don't have any overly scary or creepy stories. The one time I was the most freaked out though was when I was about 7 or 8. We were on a family vacation. My family and my uncle's family traveled to some big, old hotel/resort in the middle of nowhere. We had rooms on the opposite sides of the hotel. Late one night I went over to my uncle's room to hang out with my cousins (of about the same age). We were flipping through channels when we came across a The Shining. Having never seen it before, we watched it all the way through. After, I had to go back to my room through a maze of hallways at like 2am. I ran like the devil was chasing me, and I hated that hotel for the rest of the trip.
 
2008-10-31 09:50:52 AM
The other night I was home alone except for my mini schnauzer Max. I was doing some cleaning in the living room and turned to see Max in front of the cupboards in the kitchen sitting and shaking like something had just hurt him or scared the bejesus out of him. I picked him up and he tried to climb up over me. I brought him into the bedroom and set him on the bed. He ran to the head of the bed and hid behind the pillows,still shaking. This went on for about 20 minutes. Nothing I could do would stop his shaking. He would not go back in the living room the rest of the night. Was it a ghost that scared him? Who knows.
 
2008-10-31 09:51:15 AM
Dynascape: Timanous: One of the cats we adopted was named Sally, and we changed her name to Boo after the main character from Monsters, Inc.

We debated naming her Boo, and changed our minds because of that exact reason.

So we have this un-named cat that we've been calling "Kitten B".


lolomg
 
2008-10-31 09:51:27 AM
nopokerface: Dr.Knockboots: I was subjected to a Polka band last night..

The whole band?

Not all at once, that'd be creepy..
they took turns.

/whore

basemetal: Dr.Knockboots: I was subjected to a Polka band last night..

Chicken dance?

no, but they did do the electric slide to some polka music.. but the song got increasingly fast, so they had to pick up their pace. Not every one in the dancing group could keep up.. people were crashing into each other.. rather funny.

bad_otis: Dr.Knockboots: Polka band last night

WTF is wrong with polka? I used to be able to polka like a mutherf*cker.


I should really put that on my resume.


Nothing.. it looks fun.. for people who actually can't dance.
 
2008-10-31 09:53:27 AM
and now i have to get a new hook. goddam kids.
 
2008-10-31 09:54:01 AM
I once saw Ric Flair's bare ass.
 
2008-10-31 09:54:38 AM
Cut and pasted from previous years thread.

Anyway, I'm not a believer in ghosts or anything like that, and pretty skeptical to the whole thing, but my story (sorry for the tolstoy):

My first summer after highschool, I worked for my neighbor. He had a contracting business that mainly did light remodels on houses. Painting\general carpentry\basic landscaping\building decks, stuff like that. The usual crew was this guy, his partner, myself and one or two of my friends, and a general laborer or two, depending on the size of the job.

About halfway through the summer we got a job to do some cleanup on a house a few towns over which had been neglected for a while. Repaint inside and out, fix some squeaky floors and water damage, clean up the yard, etc. It was a decent sized house, and needed a ton of work, and the estimate was that it would take about a month to do it right. The homeowners had no problem, as they were not living there, and were planning on selling the place. Everything inside had already been cleared out (for the most part).

The first few days we spent just clearing brush and stuff out of the yards, so we could get equipment in to work on the exterior. Once that was done, we split off into two crews, one scraping the outside of the house, and one doing work on the inside. It was the summer, and the place did not have a/c, so the easier job was the work outside, and we would rotate who was in and who was out.

To give you an idea of the layout of the house. When you walked in the front door, you had large room off to your immediate right and left. Straight ahead of you and to your left you had a staircase that went up to the second floor, to the right a small bathroom, and then straight back to the kitchen and another large room. Upstairs you had 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. There was only one staircase to the second floor.

We started in the front rooms, and within an hour or so our radio started acting up. It was an older boom box type thing, with a manual cassette player, and the knob with the slide for tuning the stations. In other words, it was all mechanical, not digital. At least 3 times, the station changed on its own, from 102.7 which we were listening to, to other random stations (sorry, no creepy oldies music or anything). What is interesting is when it changed stations, the station it would end up on would be perfectly tuned in, and the jump between stations was very quick, much quicker than a person could turn the knob and tune in the station so well, and then get away from the radio without being noticed, like, a seconds time, just enough time for the slide to traverse the distance to the other station. No, the radio didn't have the mechanical station presets.

At least twice when this happened I was in the room, and while my back was turned to it, the radio was in a location where it would have been damned near impossible for someone to get to it, turn the station and then get out of there. It was not by a window either. On a few occasions the volume would go WAY up, up beyond a point that I thought this thing was capable of producing. We then moved the radio to a different room, blaming it on bad power, and the problems let up.

Other strange things: Lights would go on or off while you were working, including our own portable floodlights. It wasn't power was cut or anything, but the actual switch was thrown. You could also hear footsteps above you when you were sure nobody was upstairs.

The final kicker, as we were wrapping up the work on the place, I was replacing some molding in a second floor bedroom. I had a large heavy steel toolbox, with a bunch of tools in it, that must have weighed 30 or 40 pounds. One of those big craftsman jobs. I had finished off most of what I was doing, and had most of my stuff put away when our lunch showed up. It was raining outside, so were all sitting in the main entrance way by the stairs, in fact, myself and another guy were sitting on the stairs. EVERYONE was accounted for. By this point we were all always joking around how we were working in a haunted house, due to all the strange stuff that was going on, but noone was taking it real seriously. Everyone was pretty much convinced that it was the combination of an old house, our imagination, and probably a few of us screwing around with eachother causing the stuff. Mid conversation about this, there was a giant crash from upstairs. One of the dudes freaked and just ran for the door. Myself and the dude sitting on the stairs next turned and went up the stairs. At the top of the stairs you had a clear view of the entrance way to all of the rooms, so in the 3 seconds it took for us to climb them, nobody would be able to get out of a room without being spotted.

Inside the room I had been working, my heavy metal toolbox had been tossed across the room, its contents scattered. The time from when it happened to when I got there was so short that stuff was still rolling around. Again, this was a 30-40 pound toolbox, which was sitting on the floor, and had been clearly tossed a good 10 feet. We checked the other rooms and of course found nothing. To go out the window (which was closed as it was raining) would have been a 15 foot drop into some nasty bushes. No ladders were up on the house, or even off the truck for that matter that day, due to the rain. Everyone working there was sitting with us while we ate, and nobody could have gotten past us and down the stairs while we checked the rooms, as there were people watching the stairs.

It was pretty damn scary, and the final couple of days of us working there everyone was really on edge. Nobody would go into rooms alone, and you could tell everyone was pretty much scared shiatless.

The boss mentioned the goings on to the homeowner who was just kind of like "ehh whatever". A few years later, the place burned to the ground, and one of the guys I worked with that summer, who now lived in the town, sent me a story from the local paper. It turns out that the previous owner who lived there was a shut-in type person after his wife died a decade or so prior, Didn't ever really come out much/do much, which explained the neglect. He had died about a year prior to us working on the house, but nobody found his body for at least 6 months. The people who had hired us was his estranged sons family, who had inherited the house and were trying to sell it.

The house had changed hands a couple of times in the several years after we had worked on it, nobody ever staying very long, and it growing a "haunted" legend in the town.

In the interest of brevity, I left out some of the smaller parts of the story that were strange, or could have been explained away easier, but suffice to say, some weird stuff was going on while we were there. I'm not one that really believes in ghosts or anything, but I have no way of explaining some of the stuff that happened there in any rational way. Thinking about it still gives me the chills. Nobody was aware of the story behind the house when we were working there, and you could tell after the toolbox incident everyone was truly on edge.
 
2008-10-31 09:54:45 AM
My wifes' dad died in '86 on the couch in the living room.
Even though our living room has been re-arranged with a few changes in furniture over the years, The cats will never go on that side of the living room.
 
2008-10-31 09:54:50 AM
vernterv: BOO!!

Great... Thanks! How am I supposed to finish out my day with this load of shiat that's now in my pants?
 
2008-10-31 09:55:07 AM
meg12279: Finally I said "I'm sorry if you're mad, but this isn't your house anymore. the people who live here are really nice and will take care of it, but you need to leave."

I would be curious to see if that worked. I have chillies now!!
 
2008-10-31 09:57:02 AM
vernterv: meg12279: Finally I said "I'm sorry if you're mad, but this isn't your house anymore. the people who live here are really nice and will take care of it, but you need to leave."

I would be curious to see if that worked. I have chillies now!!


honestly, i'm afraid to go back to the house and find out. i even emailed a certain shaman about it, just kind of a "Hey, do you know wtf happened to me?"

but i very distinctly felt two human hands pushing my back.
 
2008-10-31 09:57:12 AM
Mr. Bunny's stories still freak me out, but I still think he was huffing grout with the flannel man.
 
2008-10-31 10:00:48 AM
For LineNoise: :D

emulsioncompulsion.com
 
2008-10-31 10:01:00 AM
i hope this goes green, this is one of my favorite TF traditions.
 
2008-10-31 10:01:04 AM
mayberebecca: and now i have to get a new hook. goddam kids.

I always wanted a handjob with a hook.
 
2008-10-31 10:01:54 AM
i369.photobucket.com
 
2008-10-31 10:02:02 AM
Mayostard: vernterv: BOO!!

Great... Thanks! How am I supposed to finish out my day with this load of shiat that's now in my pants?


Depends

meg12279: honestly, i'm afraid to go back to the house and find out

I can't blame you!!!
 
2008-10-31 10:03:49 AM
http://forums.fark.com/cgi/fark/comments.pl?IDLink=3207658

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2008-10-31 10:06:08 AM
Mayostard: Mr. Bunny's stories still freak me out, but I still think he was huffing grout with the flannel man.

The windows were all open.
 
2008-10-31 10:09:26 AM
oh, and same house, a few months before, the hub and i spent the night. usually we sleep on the couch, but for some reason we were in their spare room. I had horrible, very vivid nightmares about being raped the whole night. when i woke up at six, i just got up and went downstairs and cleaned up, i was too freaked out to go back to sleep.

when i told my friends why i was up so early, the guy went pale. apparently his high school girlfriend had spent the night in the room years before and had the same dreams, and would never go back in that roon.
 
2008-10-31 10:10:12 AM
The town I use to live in MA is one of the most haunted in the state. Newburyport has underground tunnels connecting basements to the docks because, pre-Revolutionary War, the residents would sneak goods to the ships through the tunnels to avoid British taxes. All of these tunnels branch off from the Old Hill Burying Ground like the spokes of a wheel. Next to this cemetery is a jail that was built in the 1600's.

One night my sister and I were headed downtown to see some friends and we stopped at this stop sign that is between Old Hill and the jailhouse. All of a sudden I got this feeling of being completely vulnerable. Almost as if I was standing outside of the car, but there was someone right behind me breathing on my neck. This felt like forever but was most likely only a few seconds before everything was back to normal.

I looked at my sister who looked at me at the same time, we both said "did you feel that?" Turns out she felt the same exact thing. Pretty freaky but I kind of want to go back and see if it happens again or something else happens.
 
2008-10-31 10:10:45 AM
I've been dead before. Oh, I don't remember it, but I like to think of myself as connected to zombies in some fashion. I've got the traumatic brain injury and I'm nearly indestructible.

Check profile for deer story.
 
2008-10-31 10:12:18 AM
meg12279: oh, and same house, a few months before, the hub and i spent the night. usually we sleep on the couch, but for some reason we were in their spare room. I had horrible, very vivid nightmares about being raped the whole night. when i woke up at six, i just got up and went downstairs and cleaned up, i was too freaked out to go back to sleep.

when i told my friends why i was up so early, the guy went pale. apparently his high school girlfriend had spent the night in the room years before and had the same dreams, and would never go back in that roon.


Did you wake up with ghost crusties on you? Hopefully not on the face.
 
2008-10-31 10:13:13 AM
Dr.Knockboots: Nothing.. it looks fun.. for people who actually can't dance.

Although it's not as complicated as the ever classy "bump-n-grind sex-on-the-dance-floor" moves you kids dig nowaday, it's fun and really works your glutes, calves, and thigh muscles
 
2008-10-31 10:14:38 AM
Why isn't this green? It's a Fark tradition!
 
2008-10-31 10:16:31 AM
meg12279: when i told my friends why i was up so early, the guy went pale. apparently his high school girlfriend had spent the night in the room years before and had the same dreams, and would never go back in that roon.

F*ck that noise...I would have moved out of that place so damn fast!!!
 
2008-10-31 10:16:48 AM
Alright, who do we have to yell at to get this green?
 
2008-10-31 10:18:39 AM
Too bad EMP never seems to be around anymore. He had good ghost stories.
 
2008-10-31 10:20:04 AM
Tat'dGreaser: Alright, who do we have to yell at to get this green?

Click the "notify the admins about this thread" button at the bottom of the page and tell them to make it green....if a bunch of us do it, they might make it green.
 
2008-10-31 10:20:58 AM
bad_otis: it's fun and really works your glutes, calves, and thigh muscles

Know what *else* is fun and really works your glutes, calves, and thigh muscles?

Water skiing, that's what.
 
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