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| Ghost Stories |
| Ghost Portal by Msworm My mother and her family has been living in the house for almost ten years now. She can recall the first day she moved there, and she said a priest was outside of the house blessing it. She never paid it no mind. She thought he was just doing a good deed. Come to find out, things started to gradually happen. She would put things down in place and come back about five minutes later and it would be gone. She would look the house over for things that would come up missing and then later, it would appear in the place where she first placed it and could not find. Then the kids would start seeing things and become very afraid. She then placed a bible in the hallway area where they was always afraid to go. Making thing worse, whispers and beating sounds starting happening. The television would turn on by itself something would cut her satellite off completely. Then in my stepfather's room, it would become very cold and his bed shook for several nights and scared him so until he sleeps with a light on at all times. Things became so bad until Iu sent a letter email to a paranormal investigation group us here in Texas. They caught and picked up a lot of readings and had a psychic to come along and she spoke with a couple of spirits. So things did quiet down for a while, but now the activity has started again. The End ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Phantom Dish Washer by Shadow When I was about 16, I often took care of my younger sister when my parents were out for the evening. After she was tucked into bed for the night, I would do any remaining housework left from the day. We had a large family and ate large meals, leaving plenty of dishes to be done in the evening. It so happened that this evening I was left alone with my sister and a pile of dishes to be done. I did not feel much like doing the dishes that night and was procrastinating, as teenagers will do. After checking on my sister who was sound asleep in her bed, I realized that my parents would be home soon and they would be angry if the dishes were still there when they returned. I put dishes in hot water to soak for a few minutes before I began. I sat down at the table with my back to the kitchen sink and lit up a cigarette. I finished the cigarette, put it out in the ashtray, stood up and turned around to find that the dishes that I had put in the sink were gone! I was, of course, in shock. I slowly walked over to the sink. It was clean and dry. I opened the cupboard door very sheepishly, to find all of the dishes clean, dry and stacked very neatly inside. This was strange because my mother never allowed us to wipe the dishes and put them away. She insisted that we leave them in the drain rack to dry and she would put them away in the morning. She didn't want lint from the towels on the dishes. I looked up at the clock and realized that only about seven minutes had passed since I sat down at the table. I had heard nothing during this time. No dishes clanking, no water running, nothing! I was greatful for the help, but I was more then a little freaked out. It was several days before I was able to tell my mother for fear she would think I was cracking up. I have never been able to explain how this happened. The End |
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