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[gyopogirlfromtexas]

I can't say I believe in them. But I like watching Weird Travels on TLC about haunted places. http://travel.discovery.com/tv/most-haunted/slideshow/index.html
They also have some show where the guys are trying to prove that ghosts are fake. http://travel.discovery.com/tv/most-haunted/most-haunted.html It was really creepy when the temperature machine made an image of a guy, the ghost, and you can even tell what he's wearing.

I bet if you go to the Myrtles Plantation in Louisiana, you'd believe in them. http://www.hotelchatter.com/story/2005/10/4/1464/00802/hotels/Haunted_Hotles_Myrtles_Plantation
It seems like all plantation homes are haunted. I've never seen one in person, but I had this friend who lived in the boonies. The drive there was scary at night. Driving 40 minutes into dark dirt roads, and the only light I had was my headlight. I felt like I was in a horror movie.. He said there's one really near by, people tried to spend the night there and even live there, and no one lasted. Everyone who went got to see a few ghosts, supposedly. I want to see one, but I might be traumatized.

http://theshadowlands.net/places/texas.htm This is a website I've read, when I sometimes wanted to see one in person for myself.
And there was this one time, I was sleeping alone in the dorms. I was fully awake but paralyzed, and I heard a gentle female voice, and something was caressing my cheek. I wasn't scared, but I wanted to open my eyes because that just seemed awkward. I clearly remembered sleeping with no lights, and I felt a really bright light beaming on my face from where that thing was. I think it realized I was about to open my eyes and turn my face to its direction. I felt the light and the voice abruptly move immediately away from me, and I felt some piece of clothing gently gliding by my face as it was escaping. I think it knew that I might be scared, so it wanted to disappear right away. I opened my eyes right that second. It was dark in my dorm, and I thought maybe my roommate played a prank on me. So I looked up at her bunk bed, and she wasn't even there. I don't think I'm religious enough to have one, if they are real, but maybe it was a guardian angel.

I wouldn't want to see a ghost myself, because I'm such a chicken. There's also a movie based on a true story called The Entity, where the ghost physically abuses the woman. I hear ghosts can make sounds and appear for a little while, but for them to do physical damage sounds crazy.

[kimchi_pizza]

Epilogue

I later found out by asking around that those barracks we lived in were the exact same ones cavalry soldiers used during the Wild West days and they even housed George A. Custer(Sp?) and his regiment before they headed northward and to their doom.

So, I kinda put 1 and 1 together and like to think my visitor was one of those soldiers who met his end in that fort and still likes to hang around as it explains the wide-brimmed hat my "bird" wore.

There you have it. Take it for what it's worth.

Now, any'a you spelling/grammar whinners, off with ya! It's 3 a.m. and I going to bed for a ......peaceful. nights. sleep? WooooOOOOOoooooOOOoo

Oops, spelligin errors...

[JMO]

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[ED209]

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[ED209]

Thanks for the Ghost story, wish I read last night for added effect. I would like to give some natural explanations.

[gyopogirlfromtexas]

[JMO]

[ED209]

Seeing a ghost doesn't mean ghost are real any more than hearing a voice in your head calling it self God makes God real. It also doesn't make you mad.

Many people share experiences of ghosts in certain places since the human mind reacts to certain surroundings in certain ways.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/3044607.stm

Again this is just a natural explanation and since all phenomena revealed have a natural explanation it is the most likely.

[the eye]

Explain this.

I was about 16. It was January, late at night, snowing. Freezing cold. My family and I were in our living room, with a fire going. We were talking.

There was an abrupt knocking at our front door. When my dad opened it, there stood our neighbor's kid in the calf deep snow. No jacket. No shoes, no socks. Just pajamas.
He must have been 10-11 at the time. His parents had gone to a party or something, and he was home by himself.

He was crying and shaking.
"Call the police! There's someone in my house!"

Now, we lived in the country, where homes are 300m apart. Driveways were 100m long. So this kid ran over 500m in subzero weather, in the snow, on bare feet.

Anyway, my Dad called the cops, who searched the kid's house. First of all, there were no footprints in the snow around the house, except the boy's.
There were no signs of entry to the house.

But when the police attempted to open the front door of the house, they couldn't. Something was blocking it. The police also noticed that the lights seemed dim, when they approached.
AFter forcing open the door, they were amazed at what they saw. All of the furniture in the room had been overturned, or moved.
The sofa was upside down, and blocking the door. It was the same door that the kid ran out of.

My Dad was curious, and walked over to see what was happening and he described this to me.
He said the place was a mess. The old tornado anecdote was used. He said he noticed the lights were dim, and he flicked the switch. When he did, the lights went out all over the house.

The police got out their flashlights and took an inventory of what they saw. There were huge peices of furniure turned over. Impossible for that little kid to do.

A few minutes later, as they were leaving, the lights came back on.

The kid's parent's were called and when they returned, they told us a few stories about things that seemed odd in that house. They said there were always things that had 'gone missing', or were 'moved'. It always seemed to be toys, or knicknacks on dislplay, so they really never thought twice about it.
Sometimes they found the missing items in their unfinished, unused basement. The only reason they would ever go down there was to fix something. The kid never played down there because it was dirty and dark, and there were no video games.

The house was built in the 1800's, 3 1/2 massive stories, tiled roof that had an intricate pattern. It was gorgeous. A work of art. It had more than 20 rooms, 12 foot ceiling clearance, thick wood trim inside. And a nice big white cross on the peak of the roof.
The sprawling yard was enclosed by a high iron and brick wall, and iron gate.

It was a nunnery way, way back. A home for unwed mothers, back in the day.

After this incident, the kid was always getting woken up at night. He grew terrified to go to sleep.
Eventually they had to move. New people moved in and they tried to remodel the basement.
To make a long story shorter, they found a child's skeleton buried under the floor in the basement. It dated back more than a century.