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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 1, 2004 7:44:46 GMT -5
Spooky things that have happened to you. What are they and lets here em because I like these stories and I'm bored right now. Plus they are interesting. or anything that you find spooky.
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Post by Aunt Arlene on Oct 1, 2004 10:08:54 GMT -5
This is one of those things that would be normal in the light of day, but was very creepy at night. It also contributed to my belief that most things have an explanation, ever if they appear extraordinary. A freind of mine and I were driving to my place at two in the morning. We were on an old hilly farm road so the headlights were causing some strange shadows on the road. After one of these hills, we saw something in the headlights, but not a clear picture. It was obviously something walking, but it was also obviously not a person. The gait was unfamiliar to me so my mind couldn't really categorize what I was seeing. We got closer and the headlights showed us our boogeyman. It was a cow that had wandered away from some farm. OK, everyone laugh at me now. Through the years my friend has told this story many times. The number of cows in the story seems to increase every year.
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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 1, 2004 10:11:32 GMT -5
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Post by Disgruntled Gremlin on Oct 2, 2004 0:54:02 GMT -5
The most spooky thing? Some of the grammar around here. Hmmmm, there was that one time I got chased by a peacock...but that's not so much spooky as 'America's Funniest Home Videos.' And that time I got attacked by that swarm of ducks...it's not funny! I was bleeding, I tells ya! They just wouldn't stop pecking me!
Aaaaaaand I've just killed the thread. Go me.
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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 2, 2004 6:38:37 GMT -5
Try to kill the thread and I will sick a flock of Ducks on you second thought, go get em my prettys!
*Gets a Flock of Ducks to attack DG.*
Guess thats not as bad as being attacked by a Roster, wait being attacked by ducks is worse because there was more than one and was that grammar coment suppost to be about me?
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Post by Aunt Arlene on Oct 2, 2004 11:37:51 GMT -5
* tries to imagine how you get attacked by a roster *Help! The Cubs' starting lineup is after me!!!
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Post by Disgruntled Gremlin on Oct 2, 2004 14:21:35 GMT -5
Re: IW's grammar
Amazingly, I wasn't. Although you are a repeat non-apostrophe offender.
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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 2, 2004 18:51:45 GMT -5
* tries to imagine how you get attacked by a roster * When I was 3, I was in New Zealand on a friends Farm. My mum and me were going to go feed the ducks and as my mum put some boots on I ran off ahead of her. 5 minutes later she heard screaming and I ran to the house as fast as I can because the Roster was attacking me. I don't what I remember what I did to make it attack me but everytime we were going to leave the farm they had to lock it in the barn because I was too scared to go outside.
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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 2, 2004 18:54:09 GMT -5
Re: IW's grammar
Amazingly, I wasn't. Although you are a repeat non-apostrophe offender. Whats that suppost to mean exactly?
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Post by Bango on Oct 2, 2004 22:14:52 GMT -5
Whats that suppost to mean exactly? I think that " Whats" is a clear point to his case. And while I'm not the expert on grammar errors,(well, not always), the word, " Whats" should be spelled " What's", a contraction,(?), to the word, What is. But, I think DG was mainly talking about me and *COUGHangelusfanCOUGH*. Regarding spooky moments...I have been through some, but I'll have to go back and think of some.
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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 2, 2004 22:39:15 GMT -5
You're too smart for your own good.
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Post by ReadyToBake on Oct 3, 2004 8:25:19 GMT -5
IW, it's ROOSTER, not ROSTER. Supposed, not suppost.
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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 3, 2004 8:47:30 GMT -5
You know, I don't think anyone else noticed that but you RTB. Thank you I think.
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Post by Charisma69 on Oct 3, 2004 13:14:11 GMT -5
Well after reading about the killer ducks and Roosters it's hard to take this thread seriously.
I know a great deal of ghost stories. It's such a shame that school is in session right now. I'd love to scare you guys with some of them.
I used to be quite good at scaring people with some of the stories I've heard. I've given a couple of people nightmares after telling them some of my stories. ;D
For now you'll have to make due with a short funny one.
This happened after I had moved out of my parents house. My sisters still lived there. It's a house out in the middle of nowhere - near Johnson Shut-ins State Park if anyone happens to know where that is.
It was winter time. My Dad and my Sisters were sitting in the living room watching television. There's a gravel road that runs in front of the house (I told you this was the middle of nowhere. The road is not even paved for crying out loud).
The looked out and saw a man walking up the road. That is strange in and of it's self because, well it's the middle of nowhere. There's only one other house up the road so nobody had in business walking up the road in the first place. Plus - very freakin' cold outside at the time.
Then my Dad noticed that the guy seemed to be missing his head. My Dad has never been prone to telling ghost storied of any sort - so for this to come from him really means something.
So they all go to the door and are watching this headless guy walk up the road. At first they thought maybe he just had his head hunched down inside his coat.
The problem was - HE HAD SHOULDER DEFINITION!
You could clearly see his shoulder's, there was just no head where a head would be.
Now since I didn't see this I tend to view the story as an amusing anecdote. I told this story to my lying loser ex's friend Matt one day.
We had taken a road trip to my parents property in the middle of the night. We were walking through the woods on one of the old back roads. I just thought the story was funny - and I wasn't actually trying to scare the guy.
Well the story totally freaked him out. So of course lying loser ex and I had to make it worse.
We pulled some sort of weed up and kept tickling the back of his neck with it when he wasn't looking. He'd freak out and try to figure out what was touching him.
We had the poor guy so scared - it was loads of fun. He's so gullable.
Of course that wasn't as good as the time I had him convinced that the cicadas were trying to get him - but that's another story. ;D
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Post by IllyriaWorshipper on Oct 3, 2004 17:38:05 GMT -5
SPOOKY.
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