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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 8, 2004 19:27:55 GMT -5
Any thing abnormal Gost, Aliens, yes even big foot BUT ONLY THIS STUFF DO NOT SPAM AT ALL MEANING THAT NO RANDOM OFF SUBJECT PLEASE. ;D (this may not belong in the Party room Q can move it if its nessasary.)
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 11, 2004 15:38:33 GMT -5
KNOW ONE HAS even a opinionabout the supernatural come on any thing that is un explaned or creepy..
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Post by Feathers on Nov 11, 2004 18:33:15 GMT -5
A couple nights ago I could have sworn I felt someone touch me, and I got shivers all down my spine but when I opened my eyes no one was there...
My cousin took a picture of a ghost. There was no one there when they took this picture of an inn, but when it was developed, you could see a pant leg that faded out into nothingness.
BTW: MP can you put dreams here 2?
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 11, 2004 20:43:48 GMT -5
yep dreams are many thing gosts are some times in them (NO clicky I wont tell mine)
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 11, 2004 20:49:11 GMT -5
When I was little my brouther told storys about White people in the forest.... then 4 years latter I was exploring a part of the woods and found a stone wall... he also said there was a man who walked from room to room. some times thing would disaper and be found in our rooms. they always find there way to the oddest places. Some times cigeret smoke can be smelled in our rooms but no of us smoke.. It skared my brother alote
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 11, 2004 20:54:54 GMT -5
I my old house (I lived in it for 10 months) my mom was doing longrey she droped a towl and a she was going down the stares she thought she saw a lady in 18th centery clouthing. when she came back up the towl was neatly folded..
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Post by Clicky on Nov 12, 2004 15:06:44 GMT -5
When I was little, I always felt like some guy my ages was floating around my shoulders. I would always find little things done for me, like my shoes being tied when my mom would refuse to help me, or half of my chores being done. Things like that. This was when I lived up around Kent(grades K-4) This feeling dissappeared as I found actual friends, but sometimes I feel it checking up on me. I usually find about 5 *new* hair tyes the next day laying on the little table next to my bed. It was like a friendly poltergiest. I named him-yes, I think it's male- Mike...LOL, it just seems to fit for some odd reason. And MP, WHY WON'T YOU TELL ME THE FRIGGIN DREAM YET??? YOU'VE GIVEN ME ITTY BITTY BITS AND PIECES,WHY NOT ALL OF IT??? AAAAAAAAAAGH! ;D
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 12, 2004 20:52:25 GMT -5
I will tell you when SHE stops bugging me in my dreams..
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Post by Clicky on Nov 13, 2004 20:59:49 GMT -5
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 18, 2004 14:22:26 GMT -5
I all ready told you NO now i regret tlling you at all oh I have a creepy story ta tell ou all but my bro is kiking me off
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Post by Maquenta on Nov 19, 2004 13:52:47 GMT -5
The other day, in the middle of art crunch week I was alone in the art room on the top floor and I swear to all things holy I heard the door, which was locked, open and shut, then chairs move around on the floor. But all the chairs were up on tables and the cleaning crew hadn't gotten to the art room yet. When I went to Ireland, we stayed in a sumer camp and on the second to last day, we went on a VERY long hike. One of the groups, unfortunatly not mine , went past a old house that had been abandoned. Keep in mind, this is on an island where space is very valuable. The house and the land around it is haunted. One of the couselors had photos of the house taken with a normal camera by a realator. Both were taken within seconds of each other from the same angle, one shows the upper most left window completely normal, the othe has a little girl's face in the upper left pane of the window. There is no physical way a child could have gotten in that room, the floor is completely gone under that window. I saw the picture, and the child was CREEPY. People wont even take a piece of grass from the yard for fear of attracting the ghost to their home. The same camp has a small cabin used for storing canoes that used to be a school. i can't remember the whole story, but there is now a light that shines ever once in awhile, which I saw before I knew the story, even thought the door is kept locked and there is no electricity in the cabin.
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Post by Clicky on Nov 19, 2004 14:41:59 GMT -5
I'd go into 'logical explainations-blah blah blah' but it would take away all the romance....lol...that seems REALLY creepy, those noises and stuff..... When I still lived in 'Indian Valley'(I'ven't ever told you guys about it) I always heard noises that you couldn't explain, so much that when i had a friend over, and one sounded, they would freak, and i would still be playing...kRaZZe, huh?
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 19, 2004 14:45:34 GMT -5
The was always a presence in my cousans room and every once in awile I would hear odd things, she often talked about how she could see faces in her closet (thats all white). It was soooo creepy because when they moved the people who moved where experiencing lots of odd things like moving chairs and blinking lights.. later in the year I was told that the origanal owner died in a fire(he was smoking in his bed) the people who moved in to my cousens house where smokers... but not y cousens famaly.
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Post by Clicky on Nov 19, 2004 16:40:57 GMT -5
Creepyness....man this is gonna be a really short thread unless people start postin....
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 21, 2004 19:43:59 GMT -5
THERE HAS TO BE SO MORE CREEPY STUFF !!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by RebelAngel on Nov 21, 2004 20:10:49 GMT -5
there is a realy old house in my neighborhood, it was one of the first built in maine, the family that lived there was very brutaly murdered on June 12. now every June 12 a blood curdling scream echos from the house...
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Nov 23, 2004 15:20:45 GMT -5
Ooooooo creeeeeepy that’s why I love MAINE well one of the reasons ;D
Shadows in the falling sun Moon glittering through an empty room Where children laughed with fun Un aware of there tragic doom.
Cry, cry in the night Who is this sorrowed shadow Why do we cry out in fright? Heart is heavy in this hallow.
Blood, Blood, every ware Look at this poor trapped mind Leaving nothing not even a strand of hare As it holds me tight in its bind
Mystified, entrapped and captivated With an unfinished job they need done How could the living be so hated? All we do is scream and run
What of the children? Dieing so soon Nothing can be done As they cry hopelessly in there room.
I know it is a poem so it should be in poems but at least it has something to do with the super natural.
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Post by Clicky on Nov 26, 2004 7:19:53 GMT -5
Maybe we should make an online Mad-Lib for this thread! Like type a paragraph with what you'd normally fill in replaced with <verb> or <noun> etc... ;D so we could have a 'Generic Spooky Story Maker!' You would just copy the paragraph onto a word program, fill in the <Blanks> and then post it!
Whacha think?!?!?!?!?!?!?
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Dec 2, 2004 15:32:27 GMT -5
I dont realy under stand but OK ;D
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Post by Clicky on Dec 3, 2004 16:16:00 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Example:[/glow]
One day in [insert noun] I saw a really [insert adj.] [insert noun]! I was[insert feeling] It was soooo [insert adj.] and [insert adj.] .I was [insert descriptive word] that I [insert verb]!
And so on! ;D
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Dec 3, 2004 19:24:35 GMT -5
ooooooooooooo
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Post by Clicky on Dec 7, 2004 18:56:00 GMT -5
Mad-libs, kidlet, Mad-libs....
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Dec 9, 2004 19:48:39 GMT -5
oh what ya think of my poem??
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Post by Maquenta on Dec 15, 2004 15:50:32 GMT -5
this is boring...
ever heard of EVP. Electronic Voice Phenomenon. It's where a tape, video or other electronic device picks up the "voice" of a ghost/spirit. If any of you have seen "The Sixth Sense", then you have heard EVP. It is a VERY creepy thing to hear. There are many, many cases of voices being picked up, under the normal human decibal level and below the level at which humans can hear. Often, one word or a phrase is repeated by the spirit, trying to reach out.
A similar occurance, that I can't remember the name for, occurs when you aim a camera at a blank tv or computer screen. Because of the similarity between the elecrical fields that computer screen uses and that which a ghost exists at, the images of ghosts appear on the screen. Faces often show up on blank, unplugged screens that a camera has recorded.
There is a movie coming out at some point called "Whiteness" about EVP.
Chao.
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Post by RebelAngel on Dec 23, 2004 12:01:13 GMT -5
cool M you know a lot about gosts! and moves..
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Post by Maquenta on Dec 23, 2004 16:58:46 GMT -5
No, I know alot about ghosts and movies.
Correction though, it's called White Noise and there is another coming out on Christmas called Darkness.
courtesy of Regal Employees everywhere. bah. stupid bastards.
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Post by Wolves_Cry on Dec 30, 2004 14:03:29 GMT -5
hehe alittle grouchy ay (dont kill me sis)
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Post by RebelAngel on Jan 1, 2005 23:18:18 GMT -5
I like your poem.... creey howdya think of it?
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Post by Cha0sEch0 on Jan 2, 2005 1:20:45 GMT -5
one more dreary sky one more tear soaked eye one more malevolent smile one more driven mile one more day at work one more lifeless jerk one more empty love one more prayer above one more bullet shot one more lost thought one more bravery stricken soldier one more getting older one more childish smile one more hug one more lush kiss one more hand held one more to love one more body snug one more one more day in bed one more rested head one last word
pointless
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Post by Cha0sEch0 on Jan 2, 2005 1:22:26 GMT -5
!!!! i accindentaly wrote it in the wrong thread..........~!@!@#@^%#$$$^%$^^*&^
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