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ok, here comes another one from me......
so basically, my aunt and cousins had this "thing" follow them from house to house. turning on facets, flushing toilets, peaking through blinds, tracking footprints through the house........etc........etc........ i basically lived with them from when i was 13 - 16 yrs old so i know these stories firsthand. all these things could be many stories but this will just serve as a backdrop for these i'm about to tell.
so they had this little dog named cujo, and eventhough we used to terrorize this dog with beer and shotguns of pot smoke he lead us to some interesting things around the house.
he would sometimes stand at the base of the steps and bark at nothing at the top of the stairs. one day he went a little overboard.......it was just my cousin and i at home and no body had been home for the majority of this day. cujo had been going nuts barking and growling and going horse at the base of the stairs and we couldn't get him to stop. by this point we knew that there was some sort of ghost around the place but it always seemed fairly playful so we didn't think much of it.
so my aunt gets home and goes upstairs to her room and then returns looking a little freaked out and says.....
"were one of you taking a nap in my bed?"
neither of us had even been upstairs that day at all so we said "no"
she was still looking a little wild and asked us to come up and look at something.
we get up to her room and there is seriously an imprint of a body on her bed. like someone was actually lying there at that moment. my aunt is one of those people that doesn't do anything in the morning before she makes her bed so it was certainly strange to say the least. we were all creeped out.
so basically, my aunt and cousins had this "thing" follow them from house to house. turning on facets, flushing toilets, peaking through blinds, tracking footprints through the house........etc........etc........ i basically lived with them from when i was 13 - 16 yrs old so i know these stories firsthand. all these things could be many stories but this will just serve as a backdrop for these i'm about to tell.
so they had this little dog named cujo, and eventhough we used to terrorize this dog with beer and shotguns of pot smoke he lead us to some interesting things around the house.
he would sometimes stand at the base of the steps and bark at nothing at the top of the stairs. one day he went a little overboard.......it was just my cousin and i at home and no body had been home for the majority of this day. cujo had been going nuts barking and growling and going horse at the base of the stairs and we couldn't get him to stop. by this point we knew that there was some sort of ghost around the place but it always seemed fairly playful so we didn't think much of it.
so my aunt gets home and goes upstairs to her room and then returns looking a little freaked out and says.....
"were one of you taking a nap in my bed?"
neither of us had even been upstairs that day at all so we said "no"
she was still looking a little wild and asked us to come up and look at something.
we get up to her room and there is seriously an imprint of a body on her bed. like someone was actually lying there at that moment. my aunt is one of those people that doesn't do anything in the morning before she makes her bed so it was certainly strange to say the least. we were all creeped out.
another story related to the above post.
so, one day at the same house as the above story, my two cousins and i were watching JASON GOES TO HELL in the basement(which happend to be my older cousin's room). the tv was set next to a door that led outside and we were all sitting perpendicular to the stairwell(hallway) that led to the main floor.
so, we are watching this movie and no one else is in the house. during one of the quieter moments in the movie we hear the screen door creak open. it opened kinda slow and then slammed so hard that it knocked the actual door wide open. there was no wind outside. we all just looked at each other and ran to the door to look out and see if it was one of our friends messing with us. we didn't see anyone so we laughed and shut the door. before we even sat back down we hear the door at the top of the steps click open. it did exactly what the other door had done. opened slowly and then slammed so hard that it just bounced back open.
we ran up the steps to see what the hell was going on. there was a sliding glass door upstairs that had a locking pin as the lock. we knew that sometimes you could jiggle that pin out from the outside and open the door. we had to do that from time to time if we locked ourselves out. but we looked and the pin was still in place. then we checked the locks on the other doors and all the deadbolts were still locked. so no one could've gotten in and gotten back out with all the doors locked.
eventhough we were kinda used to little weird things happening, this was a little over the top. it was pretty damn forceful and aggressive. not exactly flushing the toilet or turning off the tv.
a lighter story from that house........
my cousin had told me that the ghost had tripped him up with the recliners on the couch a few times. i thought he was making it up b/c we were always drunk or high and i figured that he was just falling all over himself. but one morning i was laying on the couch watching "bobby's world" and my cousin started walking by and the first recliner opened up right as he got there and he fell down. i got a little laugh and was just surprised that it actually happend. he just stayed on the ground a second laughing and telling me "i told you so". when he got back up and started walking again, the other recliner opened up and not only did he trip over that but almost caught himself only to flip over the coffee table.
i seriously laughed until i pissed myself.
so, one day at the same house as the above story, my two cousins and i were watching JASON GOES TO HELL in the basement(which happend to be my older cousin's room). the tv was set next to a door that led outside and we were all sitting perpendicular to the stairwell(hallway) that led to the main floor.
so, we are watching this movie and no one else is in the house. during one of the quieter moments in the movie we hear the screen door creak open. it opened kinda slow and then slammed so hard that it knocked the actual door wide open. there was no wind outside. we all just looked at each other and ran to the door to look out and see if it was one of our friends messing with us. we didn't see anyone so we laughed and shut the door. before we even sat back down we hear the door at the top of the steps click open. it did exactly what the other door had done. opened slowly and then slammed so hard that it just bounced back open.
we ran up the steps to see what the hell was going on. there was a sliding glass door upstairs that had a locking pin as the lock. we knew that sometimes you could jiggle that pin out from the outside and open the door. we had to do that from time to time if we locked ourselves out. but we looked and the pin was still in place. then we checked the locks on the other doors and all the deadbolts were still locked. so no one could've gotten in and gotten back out with all the doors locked.
eventhough we were kinda used to little weird things happening, this was a little over the top. it was pretty damn forceful and aggressive. not exactly flushing the toilet or turning off the tv.
a lighter story from that house........
my cousin had told me that the ghost had tripped him up with the recliners on the couch a few times. i thought he was making it up b/c we were always drunk or high and i figured that he was just falling all over himself. but one morning i was laying on the couch watching "bobby's world" and my cousin started walking by and the first recliner opened up right as he got there and he fell down. i got a little laugh and was just surprised that it actually happend. he just stayed on the ground a second laughing and telling me "i told you so". when he got back up and started walking again, the other recliner opened up and not only did he trip over that but almost caught himself only to flip over the coffee table.
i seriously laughed until i pissed myself.
Damn Blaze those are quite some stories.
The closet thing that has happened to me happened during Christmas Eve one year, 2003 I think. My friend Scott got a job at a funeral home as an apprentice. They had an apartment downstairs with a bedroom and kitchen for apprentices.
About 5 or 6 of us got together to hang out for Christmas Eve and the funeral home was closed and no one else was there. Two people from our group decided to go upstairs and walk around the funeral home, while the rest of us stayed in the apartment eating and watching TV. The two ran back downstairs and asked if we were up there. We told them no, we were still eating and watching TV. They said they heard footsteps and assuming it was us hid so they could jump out and scare us. But then one of them realized the footsteps were coming from the wrong direction. So they ran back downstairs
Another anecdote:
Scott told me once there was a funeral with lots of people and children and stuff, y'know, the normal stuff. After it was over and everyone left, he started fucking around on the piano. Then he heard all these footsteps and running in a nearby room. Thinking everyone left he went to check and the room was empty. He said whenever you play that piano you'll hear the running, and that he would demonstrate it to new people they hired.
And I spent the night there once on New Years Eve drunk as fuck. As I slept on the couch I dreamt that like 10 people were standing around just looking at me. And that one of them was sitting on the ground with long black hair. At first it looked like Scott in a wig, but then I realized it was a woman.
The closet thing that has happened to me happened during Christmas Eve one year, 2003 I think. My friend Scott got a job at a funeral home as an apprentice. They had an apartment downstairs with a bedroom and kitchen for apprentices.
About 5 or 6 of us got together to hang out for Christmas Eve and the funeral home was closed and no one else was there. Two people from our group decided to go upstairs and walk around the funeral home, while the rest of us stayed in the apartment eating and watching TV. The two ran back downstairs and asked if we were up there. We told them no, we were still eating and watching TV. They said they heard footsteps and assuming it was us hid so they could jump out and scare us. But then one of them realized the footsteps were coming from the wrong direction. So they ran back downstairs
Another anecdote:
Scott told me once there was a funeral with lots of people and children and stuff, y'know, the normal stuff. After it was over and everyone left, he started fucking around on the piano. Then he heard all these footsteps and running in a nearby room. Thinking everyone left he went to check and the room was empty. He said whenever you play that piano you'll hear the running, and that he would demonstrate it to new people they hired.
And I spent the night there once on New Years Eve drunk as fuck. As I slept on the couch I dreamt that like 10 people were standing around just looking at me. And that one of them was sitting on the ground with long black hair. At first it looked like Scott in a wig, but then I realized it was a woman.
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I think I must have been remembering that Nuwaibian cult thing, where the guy in charge was eventually locked up. It's listed in Weird GA, which I recently picked up.NeuroNomicon wrote:Pyramid place, you say!? Do elaborate!
I didn't know there was a "Weird ______" book for every state. I had a boss that claimed Millidgeville was "the freakiest place in Georgia". I know the old insane asylum is there, but I've heard that it's been converted into a modern hospital, and I've also heard that it's still abandoned. Who knows?
I'm not sure if there's a Weird book out for every state yet, but that's the plan. I have to assume the Montana one, say, will be kinda thin.

They are only available at Barnes & Noble; they're a in-house publications exclusive.
Cleveland, Georgia, I think (from memory).And where in the hell is this Cabbage-Patch nightmare place?
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Blaze... do u have any clue when those houses were inhabited... the ones outside the Witches Graveyard... cause when i was younger i knew a guy that told stories of where he lived as a child... his mother was a "witch"... he was probably 48... i used to beg him to tell stories... the stories were fucked up... he was into the occult for most of his life... then he was shot and paralized... then became a christian... the story behind his dramatic change was crazy... anyway... just wonderin if its possible his mother could have lived there...
I have been reading everyone’s story and I figured I would tell one to.
My story take’s place in Lake County Florida which is where most of my family now resides. My family lives on what would be maybe a 100+ acre orange groove in rural Florida yeah pretty much out in the middle of no where. On a side note most of the movie Jeepers Creepers the first one was filmed on state route (44A) where we lived off of.
I have spent a lot of summers in Florida and if it wasn’t for my cousin living on the same land I would have gone crazy from boredom. There was absolutely nothing to do but play outside. Most of the time we would walk to this place called black water creek which it was called that because it had something to do with all the cypress trees around it or some shit like that not real sure to tell you the truth. Let me tell you that fucking water is black you cant see a fucking thing you could literally drive a car off the bridge that crossed it and not know it’s at the bottom which isn’t very deep.
So one day we packed a lunch and went down to the creek which was maybe a mile and a half away. We got there and starting walking down the creek bed and the shore line for a good hour and a half and decided to cut up threw the woods or more like jungle back in the direction of home. So as we are going in and out of woods and cutting across peoples properties we find this spring its crystal clear with nice sandy bottoms which in Florida isn’t real hard to find so it was not big surprise. Well we hung out a swam for a little while at the spring and it started get late so we decided to head back home. No sooner did we leave the spring and came out of the woods in to a pasture did we here this eerie scream and crying pretty fucking scary for a 12 year old. At that point it was a straight up mad dash. The adrenaline was pumping so hard at that point we were running through briars and sand spurs but that didn't slow us down. This happened in 91 I was 12 my cousin was 13 neither one of us had ever smoked any dope at that time so it wasn’t like we where on anything when this happened.
I recently went back down for my cousin’s wedding and a few nights before we decide to go shrooming in one of the fields down the road from where we lived. So here we are 14 years later in this pasture looking for shrooms at 3am when we hear the same fucking screaming the hair on the back of my neck stood up. I though for a sec maybe it was just a Florida panther or bobcat they sound very strange and scary almost like a baby crying but this wasn’t really like that. We stood there long enough to smoke a cig and to see if would could here the screaming again but nothing so we deicide that was enough shrooming for the night and left. I talked to my father a few days later after this had happened I was telling him about it and he told me that there was a small cemetery close to a spring out in the middle of no where that people have said that they have heard strange things like that.
My story take’s place in Lake County Florida which is where most of my family now resides. My family lives on what would be maybe a 100+ acre orange groove in rural Florida yeah pretty much out in the middle of no where. On a side note most of the movie Jeepers Creepers the first one was filmed on state route (44A) where we lived off of.
I have spent a lot of summers in Florida and if it wasn’t for my cousin living on the same land I would have gone crazy from boredom. There was absolutely nothing to do but play outside. Most of the time we would walk to this place called black water creek which it was called that because it had something to do with all the cypress trees around it or some shit like that not real sure to tell you the truth. Let me tell you that fucking water is black you cant see a fucking thing you could literally drive a car off the bridge that crossed it and not know it’s at the bottom which isn’t very deep.
So one day we packed a lunch and went down to the creek which was maybe a mile and a half away. We got there and starting walking down the creek bed and the shore line for a good hour and a half and decided to cut up threw the woods or more like jungle back in the direction of home. So as we are going in and out of woods and cutting across peoples properties we find this spring its crystal clear with nice sandy bottoms which in Florida isn’t real hard to find so it was not big surprise. Well we hung out a swam for a little while at the spring and it started get late so we decided to head back home. No sooner did we leave the spring and came out of the woods in to a pasture did we here this eerie scream and crying pretty fucking scary for a 12 year old. At that point it was a straight up mad dash. The adrenaline was pumping so hard at that point we were running through briars and sand spurs but that didn't slow us down. This happened in 91 I was 12 my cousin was 13 neither one of us had ever smoked any dope at that time so it wasn’t like we where on anything when this happened.
I recently went back down for my cousin’s wedding and a few nights before we decide to go shrooming in one of the fields down the road from where we lived. So here we are 14 years later in this pasture looking for shrooms at 3am when we hear the same fucking screaming the hair on the back of my neck stood up. I though for a sec maybe it was just a Florida panther or bobcat they sound very strange and scary almost like a baby crying but this wasn’t really like that. We stood there long enough to smoke a cig and to see if would could here the screaming again but nothing so we deicide that was enough shrooming for the night and left. I talked to my father a few days later after this had happened I was telling him about it and he told me that there was a small cemetery close to a spring out in the middle of no where that people have said that they have heard strange things like that.
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"The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of the blessings. The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of misery."
empty words.......i don't know exactly when the houses were lived in. by the time i was going out to the place they seemed to be uninhabited for quite some time. that was in the mid - 90's.
......death2all, throw us a bone and put some paragraphs in your post. its almost impossible to read as one big huge block of text.
......death2all, throw us a bone and put some paragraphs in your post. its almost impossible to read as one big huge block of text.
yeah sorry about that I tried to fix it on word thats where I did it I cut and paste it on the forum but thats how it came out I was tired of fucking with it. Fixed......death2all, throw us a bone and put some paragraphs in your post. its almost impossible to read as one big huge block of text.
"The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of the blessings. The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of misery."
I had a similar experience 4 or 5 years ago. I was sleeping in a guest room in my sisters basement. I felt as if I awoke laying in bed, completely aware of my surroundings, and saw two people walking toward me. I woke up screaming as they stood beside the bed. The weirdest part was how real everything seemed - I wasn't awake but I wasn't fully dreaming either. My sister didn't tell me anything before that but later confirmed that I wasn't the first to experience weird things in that room. there were no drugs or drinking involved.ratanda wrote:And I spent the night there once on New Years Eve drunk as fuck. As I slept on the couch I dreamt that like 10 people were standing around just looking at me. And that one of them was sitting on the ground with long black hair. At first it looked like Scott in a wig, but then I realized it was a woman.
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