I tell you no lies, I tell you no jokes, I tell you only the truth on this page. All things posted here by me are 100% real. I am posting it up becuase other poeple tend to take pleasure in my supernatural plight. Feel free to ask any questions about all things posted here. Also, I do post other people's stories as they send them in to me. I have no way of validating any stories other than the ones posted by me.
We were getting ready to study WWII in my history class. One smart ass kid remarked to the teacher "Hey, why is it that Adolf Hitler show up first on page 666?" All the students looked at it and were amazed. I decided to add my two cents and siad "Page 666 isn't even numbered in the book. I guesse the publishers didn't want it in there." The entire class stared at me like was stupid. Another girl said "Yes it is. It's right there in the book." I looked over at my nieghbors book and it was in hers. I looked at all the books in the class and all of them had 666 as a page number except mine (unless you count the person who had a portion of that page ripped out). I looked at my book. It had not been erased, whiteouted, water damaged, or anything. All of them had books wtih 666 on it except me. And yes, we were all reading from the same edition of the text books. WTF?
In that same damn history book there is another ghastly anomaly. On page 667 (nieghbor of the beast) there is a picture of Adolf Hitler in a parade with all of his generals and servicemen watching him go by. On the far right there is a Nazi SS-Trooper that is wearing his helmet in a way where you can't see his face. But there is a face on him. In the little area where light is supposed to shine trough his arm, there is an evil face made of shadows. In everybody elses book it is just a rather large white dot but on my book, it is face on the SS-Troopers body. Its like the light and shadow bent perfectly to make a glowering face. But why is it like this only in my book? Also there is some guy in unusual cloths in the crowd. He is not saluting Hitler the German way, but he is giving Hitler and American Salute. I just noticed it as I was typing this so I don't know what it looks like in every elses book. Is my book cursed or blessed? Only time will tell.
Here is a brief history of the house that I used to live at in Kentucky. I believe it is appropriate for you all to know the history of this place becuase I will be referring to it quite freqeuntly in this section of the site.:
In the 1700's or so, a radical group of Quakers took the land on which the house is biult from the Indians. The land was taken by force. Many Indian were killed and buried on the property on which the house stands. I say they are a radical group of Quakers becuase all other Quakers would not accept them as a part of thier denomination. This particular group believe that all sex was sinful, even that between a husband and wife. I know this is sounds really stupid but it is true. Since they did not believe in sex, there was almost no procreation. Therefore, they were wiped out after one generation. It's ironic to think about how many Indians they killed for the land to become extinct on. The only lasting monument to thier existance is the crumble rock wall they build. These walls streeked radomly across this property. After all of the Quakers were gone, the land was bought by a farming family. This family had a decent number of slaves. To them, the slaves were sub-human. When slaves died, they got no eulogy, no funeral, no last rights, they were just dropped into a shallow graves. The relatives of the slaves may have gotten out of a few hours work to bury them. If you are a student of history, you will know that something called The Civil War occured that freed the slaves. Next, I have a blank spot in my history of the house. In the 1950's, the farm house caught fire and burnt down the house. They family (if they lived) must have moved away. In the early 1990's, a young man and his newlywed wife bought the place with hopes of fixing it up and making thier dream home out of it. They put in some ponds, stocked them with fish, cleaned up the place a little, and did some conservation work the make the place look nice. They build a new house on top of the old one. The old house was on a hill with the basement partially inside the hill. This new house was build inside the hill. The front door would be on the side of the hill where the house projected out. They built a bait pond a stocked it full of minows. After all that was completed, it was still not enough. The young couple built a second story and then lofty third story. In time the woman became pregnant. They converted on portion of the house into a toy room. The thought of that toy room disturbs me to this day. As with all things concerning this house, there is no happy ending for the baby. The woman claims she had a miscarriage, but when we bought the place it had oo many toys, and older child toys, alreay in it for an unborn child. I personally believe she had the baby and it died in the house. Even if she had undergone a miscarriage, the baby probably still died in that house. The young couple put the house up for sale. After overlooking these historical pecularities, we bought the house from that young couple. The odd thing was, I think they had moved out before they put the house on sale. Like they didn't want to live in it anymore. The day my family toured that place, it was perfect. Everthing was great. The fish were biting, the animals came out, we had fun, the place beautiful and inviting, it was almost as if the house was made just for us. After moving in though, it became an entire different story.