halloweenBeing that it is Halloween, I thought it might be fun if we all shared scary tales about things that go bump in the night.

I have two such tales, and they are true as far as I can attest, but then again, I was a child of the 60’s, so you decide.

Years go, when I was in my early 20’s, single and living alone, I had the strangest dream.

It had been a Friday night, and I stayed in Fridays because I had to rise early at 4:30 to head into work Saturday.

I’ll never forget this dream or the aftermath.

In my dream, I woke up and went to the bathroom and when I clicked on the light,  I was scared and shocked to see an older woman dressed all in black.  Her dress reached the floor, and her gray hair was covered in some of type of black scarf.

Before I could scream or open my mouth, she said to me, “Someone you know with blonde hair has died.”

I woke up instantly, and laid in the darkness trying to think of who I knew with blonde hair, and since it was the middle of th night and I was still half-asleep, I decided it was a stupid dream and could not think of anyone I knew with blonde hair.

I went into work the next day and had forgotten about that dream until I came home to a ringing phone.

A friend was calling to tell me that another very good friend had been involved in a hit-and-run the night before and was in the ICU hooked up to life support and was not expected to make it. He had been declared brain dead and his parents were the unimaginable situation of having to make that terrible decision on pulling the plug.

That friend had blonde hair and it still sends shivers down my spine every time I remember that night.

My second tale is harder to believe, since I actually have a hard time believing it myself.

I live in a rural desert area at the base of the Superstition Mountains outside of Phoenix, and the mountains themselves are filled with many mysteries even to this day.

In my area are several rock structures left behind by prospectors that came up to the mountains in search of the famous Lost Dutchmen Mine.

It had been a very hot summer day in mid-July and I was sitting in my office writing on the PC with my little dog napping on a nearby recliner.

I’m not sure exactly what happened that drew my attention, but I turned my head and from the corner of my eye I saw a figure, just the shoulders and chest under a brown shirt of some sort. At the very time, my dog jumped from the recliner and started barking furiously, while going in circles, and the temperature in the room dropped to freezing.

The apparition or figment of my overactive imagination was only seen for maybe a second, but the dog was in high alert and the room was so cold.

I pushed from my desk and walked out the door to the yard and into the heat. The little dog ran out barking and still going crazy, and as I was leading the way around the house, the dog stopped and turned to the patio and just went crazy barking his fool dog head off.

There was nothing there.

We walked around the house and went back into my office and that room was still so cold that I turned the air up higher to warm the room up.

I’m not sure myself what occurred, but all I can say is that I wish whatever that was that happened that day would happen more often during the summer to help us cut down on our electric bills!

Happy Haunting!

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KQµårk 死神
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Thank you for sharing a truly wonderful story.

Anything and everything is possible based on quantum theory no less. I believe there are quantum echos of spirits all around us. Not all of us have a way of detecting them.

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escribacat
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That is an amazing story. Your daughter was mending that relationship for you and telling you other important things at the same time. Wow.

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BigDogMom
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Javaz, thank you so much for creating this thread tonight, I loved sharing your personal experiences..

Good night to all…

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Corgi Lover
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Thank you for sharing that. I’d like to meet you sometime.

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BigDogMom
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Javaz…I love your story…Your daughter wanted to contact you, to tell you everything was alright with her. She had to go to a none believer, Helen to get through to you, because more than likely you were closed to her due to grief and fear…and what better way to get the two women in your daughters life that she loved the most to get together!

Things happen for a reason I always say, ours is not to wonder why….

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Here’s my story:

I moved north of NYC in 1988. I knew that my grandfather, who my mom had barely known, was buried up here. I found his grave, and went to it and laid flowers. I was pregnant at the time. Shortly after that time I had my daughter. My mom and dad came up to stay with me for a week when my daughter was about 4 weeks old.

The weird stuff started around that time. I had a mainecoon cat, and I saw him go from complete repose to jumping like a rabbit for no apparent reason twice that week. The morning my parents were to leave, I overheard my mom asking my dad why he was stroking her arm the night before while they slept. He told her he did not stroke her forearm at any point. They actually argued about it over breakfast. I eavesdropped, became concerned, but said nothing to them.

They left, and strange things continued to happen. Unknown noises being heard from my daughter’s bedroom and the cat continued to exhibit an unknown reactive behavior. Given that my house was brand new, was sited on a former horse pasture, the only thing of a supernatural nature I could associate these things to was the visit to my grandfather’s grave.

I talked to a friend of my sister’s who suggested I get a bundle of dry sage and after igniting it, walk through the house, from corner to corner of every room with the smoke. I also very loudly asked my grandfather’s spirit to leave.

I never had another occurence of anything out of the norm again. Nor have I been back to my grandfather’s grave.

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kesmarn
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“Chasing demons” was the term used to describe that kind of cat behavior in my mom’s family. Great story.

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BigDogMom
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That just gave me chills down my legs…glad I only experience that once when I was a child, now I just have feelings…which are far easier to deal with…

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kesmarn
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This is a great thread!. I love stories like this, and I’m impressed with the writing talent in this group. You guys know how to spin a yarn!
I must be too scientific or skeptical or something because this interesting stuff never seems to happen to me. But my Mom did have a few experiences of the unexplainable.
Her own Dad had died when she was 12, so I never met him. But I felt almost as though I knew him because she told so many vivid stories. She was very attached to him and his loss was the most traumatic event of her childhood.
He worked on the railroad on the “graveyard” shift as a roundhouse foreman. So what would have been his “lunch hour” was actually around midnight, and he would walk the short distance home to eat.
Since the family was all in bed at that point, he would amuse himself with trying to see what stations he could pull in on the radio as he had his meal. After his death, my Mom reported that there were several nights on which the radio came on spontaneously–all by itself–at midnight.

Sweet dreams all…

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BigDogMom
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Ok, here’s one….When I was younger, we used to spend our summers down south with my mother’s family, in the hills of Virginia, Wise, Va…appalachia…hillbilly country…Well one summer when I was real young, my grandmother, aunts and mother took me to a tea leaf reader in the holler, (a holler is a deep narrow valley), the house was a typical mountain shanty, with the washing machine on the porch..Well, the reason they brought me there was to confirm whether or not I had the gift of ‘Second Sight’…you see, my mother was scared for me….The Christmas before this particular vacation, I remember waking up and hearing footsteps, they went from room to room, pausing a little bit at each family members bed, when they got to my room, I shut my eyes real tight and hid under the covers, because I knew that this was not Santa, this was a something else…then I felt this weight on my chest so heavy that I cried out…my mother ran to my room, and she knew from the look in my face that something happened…later that morning after we opened all our gifts…we got a phone call, from the hospital…my grandfather died that morning…and then my mother asked the doctor on the phone what time did he die…and it was the exact time that I heard the footsteps and screamed out….3:34 am Dec 24, 1968… I remember this like it was yesterday….

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AdLib
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Popping in to wish everyone a Happy Halloween!!!

javaz, thanks for posting the perfect article for tonight! Sorry about it getting sidetracked, a software glitch, emailed you on it.

Took my daughter to a Halloween party this afternoon, now getting ready to run out for trick or treating.

I might even bring my daughter with me for that.

See you later tonight!!!

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VegasBabe
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You “might even bring your daughter”? LMAO…dude, your cracking me up lately. LOL

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Kalima
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN to my American friends! Hope that you are all having fun. Have to pop out and hope to catch you all later.

Cheers to things that go bump in the night!

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BigDogMom
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BigDogMom

Cheers, happy all hallows day!

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escribacat
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When I was a kid, I used to walk home from school and hang around with my brother while we waited for my mom and dad to get home from work. One time, we were out in the backyard playing and I looked up at the dining room window. Inside the house I saw a pale looking hairless creature-man standing in the window watching us. It was mostly just a white head with big black eyes. After that, I had to wait for my parents every day in the backyard because the house was too scary.

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KQµårk 死神
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Again love the graphics. Where do you folks come up with your images?

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AdLib
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Maybe ghosts put the image in this post and the one in KarateKid’s…

…BWA-HA-HA-HA!!!!

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KQµårk 死神
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BOOO!!! Great idea for a topic.

When I was a Boyscout decades ago now we use to camp in the hills of Northwestern NJ, yes NJ does have a little bit of wilderness, we use to hear stories around the campfire. There was a legend about an inbred family of hillbillies named Jackson Whites. They were all said to be albinos and would roam the woods to search out straggling Boyscouts. Because as legend goes the Jackson Whites feed exclusively off of Boyscouts.

Actually the Jackson Whites tales were based on real Ramapough Mountain people but they obviously never did anything like what the stories described.

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VegasBabe
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Wow…this is gonna require some research now. 😉

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KQµårk 死神
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Done. http://www.netstrider.com/documents/whites/

The ironic part is they are a richly mixed blood line that includes people of all ethnic groups, not inbred albinos like in the stories.

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