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Post by kimikat on Oct 15, 2007 20:54:19 GMT -5
...On or around Halloween...
Post your favorite ghost stories, scariest occurances, Halloween costumes/costume ideas, etc. Just to get into the spirit of the season...so to speak...
Funniest thing to ever happen to me on Halloween occured when I was 16 yrs old. My girlfriends and I always held a Halloween party at my house where we watched scary movies and pigged out all night on junk food.
Well on this night, we were watching Halloween 5, and being the dumb teenagers that we are, we were yelling and screaming and cussing at the tv. Well, my Dad (being the prankster that he is) decided he was going play a trick on us. He snuck up to the top of the stair well...and knowing that my door would swing open the second he stepped up onto the landing, he carefully openned my brother's door across the hall, once my brother's door was open he slammed both fists into my door and then ran into my brother's room. You never heard such a racket as 8 teenage girls screaming at the top of their lungs. One of my friends...the smallest of all of us (like four foot nothing tall), picked up my tennis racket and went out onto the landing and looked around, then turns around and looks at us and says, "I don't see anybody.." the second she turns back around, my Dad slammed my brother's door closed, Megan's feet never hit the ground as she high tailed it back into the bedroom...
Dad is the master at Halloween pranks...
Alan is pretty good at them too...
Anyhoo...Share your stories...
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Post by bluelacedredhead on Oct 15, 2007 22:26:52 GMT -5
OMG Kimi, is your Dad always that much fun? I'd be scared out of my wits/shoes/skin. But I love Halloween pumpkins and decorations and the children in costume. We don't get any children here because of distances between farms. They usually have a party at the township hall instead for the wee ones. But I dress up for work. Not sure what to be this year?? I was thinking of using the burlap tree wrap we sell and being a Mummy, but I got thinking that burlap would be a rather itchy outfit to be wearing all day long... So back to the idea desk  |
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Post by Alan on Oct 15, 2007 23:07:23 GMT -5
I spent the weekend before Halloween a couple of years ago at the old Waiverly Sanitorum with a professional musician whom I was working with at the time. For those whom don't know the history of Waverly Sanitorium it was first a Tuberculosis Hospital and later a Geriatrics center which has gained a reputation for being highly haunted. We stayed one night and came back the next both nights just kind of goofing off and playing guitar (this was prior to the restoration project BTW, so the building wasn't exactly structurally sound, but the musician was good friends with the owners) and investigating (in the most rudimentary of senses) the supposeded myths and legends of Waverly. The first night sort of consisted of trying to scare the living crap out of one another which proved to be somewhat dangerous on the 4'th and 5'th floors which were in the worst shape but the second night I can't deny that in my mind we saw something Not of this world in one of the corridors where they used to wheel patients out to get fresh air, a figure (actually more than one) weaving in and out of rooms and around corners repeatedly, shining the flashlight in the direction of the figures would bring the light to rest on them, but there was nothing there to see, the series ghost hunters supposedly captured something like this on camera but it didn't look anything like what we saw and in my mind was most likely a hoax on the t.v. crews part. None of this really frightened me, but I did get quite an adrenaline rush, the part that really freaked me out was the room where they used to hang bodys to disembowl them before removal, not because I thought, saw or felt anything there, but just the thought. The area that I felt was really "creepy" though was the site where the seperate hospital for African Americans had once stood, I never saw anything, but you could feel that something major had once been going on there and this was prior to my knowledge that the grounds was at one point segregated. I also was once in the hospital with a tour of some private investigators and short of saying I saw physical actions that made me believe including a light with no electricity flashing and it's fixture falling and hitting someone in the shoulder along with a coke bottle being flung accross a room (where no one was at) at a particular couple people (myself included) I would rather not elaborate on what other feelings and or occurances happened short of saying that upon leaving the room I threw my guts up... I've probably got some other good stories if you want some....needless to say I've been around for my age and done both cool and interesting and completly stupid things around halloween, afterall it is my favorite holliday! That's what I get for listening to the cure eh? -alan heres an interesting link: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waverly_Hills_Sanatorium |
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Post by johno on Oct 16, 2007 7:22:50 GMT -5
We used to really enjoy the spooky stuff as teenagers - I still do.
One time a group of us were over at a friend's house having our fortunes read by the Tarot card girl, Karyna. Maybe she was saying something creepy, I don't remember, but all eyes were wide and glued to her. All of the sudden, a deep yet screechy gutteral monster sound came booming into the room from the window and everybody freaked out and screamed. It was just my Danish exchange student Morten who had silently slipped out of the room earlier. He's a hoot!
At the same friend's house, on another occasion, another group of us decided to take a break from playing Dungeons and Dragons (yeah, I'm a geek) and play with my mom's antique Ouija board instead. There was a ghost in the house, and most of us had seen evidence of its presence in one form or another (I personally saw it turn on the radio and move the dials; another guy was once met in the dark stairway by red, burning eyes.) We decided to ask questions about the ghost. In short, we found out that the ghost was an Indian who had drowned in his own blood. Later on, my friend Michael asked his mom about the previous owners of their property (which, incidentally, is covered in Indian mounds,) and he found out that there was an owner who was an Indian, and that he had died of Tuberculosis. The ghost never returned after we solved the mystery.
Currently, my daughter is living at Stephens College. Established in 1833, it is one of the oldest campuses in the US, certainly west of the Mighty Mississipp. It has always been an all girls school, until fairly recently a finishing school. There are reportedly many ghosts haunting the halls of multiple dorm buildings there. Katie has seen one already.
Man, this is a great way to break into Fall!
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Post by lavandulagirl on Oct 16, 2007 10:37:47 GMT -5
Our house was built around 1913. When it went up, there was no indoor plumbing, and electricity didn't get to the county for about another 20 years. We're pretty convinced that we have a ghost who's fascinated by the running water and all the electric gadgets. Just this morning, our paper shredder went on for no reason (no one in the room, and it doesn't shred unless something is put into the slot.) Often, lights will get turned on, or the microwave will ding when it isn't cooking anything. My favorite, though, is the phantom flush. It's only happened once (I guess ghosts don't have to go very often) but our downstairs toilet, which is under the stairs, flushed about a week after we moved in, all by itself. No one else home, door closed because we don't let the animals in the bathrooms. Now that was funny! I spent at least an hour carrying my baseball bat everywhere I went in the house!
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Post by johno on Oct 17, 2007 18:44:19 GMT -5
I read the link about the Waverly sanatorium. Two things stood out as sort of coincidental for me personally. One is the Christ statue - there's also one near here in Eureka Springs, and one of my best friends lives on the side of the hill below it. The other is the hospital's namesake. It was inspired by Walter Scott's Wavery Novels, and we have a set of the same novels that came to my family from Walter Scott's estate. My brother's first and middle names are Walter Scott. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christ_of_the_Ozarksen.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_Walter_ScottYeah, not spooky... |
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Post by flowerpower on Oct 18, 2007 7:11:54 GMT -5
My friend's husband passed last yr after a long bout with Leukemia. He was only 44. A few days before he died, I went to see him. He said he was going to annoy me from the Great Beyond. We decided that his "signal" to me would be the smell of pot. About 6 months later, his wife was at work and she went out to her truck to get something. She said the truck "reeked". lol I have seen him here too. Personally, I don't find it amusing when he waves at me through the windows. :0
You would not catch me anywhere near a Ouija board. I'd toss it in the burning barrel and then bury the ashes in salt.
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Post by johno on Oct 18, 2007 7:40:38 GMT -5
That one time I described with the Ouija board was pretty unreal. We were all creeped out, but it was pulling so hard we were too scared to stop! I used it a lot when I was a kid, but it was never so freakishly real as the time we exorcised the ghost. I don't think I've used it since.
In the house we live in now, there seem to be ghosts as well. (For the record, I don't believe in ghosts, but I can't deny that I've percieved some unexplainable things... Maybe it would be more correct to say my left brain doesn't believe in ghosts.) At least everyone else thinks so. Lots of dead relatives used to live here in the valley...
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Post by kimikat on Oct 25, 2007 20:08:19 GMT -5
Wow, great responses guys.
Yeah Blue, my Dad is a character!LOL!!
I have been and always will be a believer in the paranormal. I can't help but be, I've experienced too many things.
Our old house that we lived in when I was a kid was EXTREMELY haunted. I'm pretty sure that it had something to do with the fact that there are supernatural vortecis (SP??) all over the place out there. My Dad never believed me that place was haunted until he started experiencing the phenomena when no one was home but him. I have some pretty creepy stories to tell, but I'll post them another time. Alan and I have to go out and check the greenhouse momentarily.
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Post by kimikat on Oct 27, 2007 8:19:38 GMT -5
mmmkay...Creepy story number one.
When my brother was a baby, he always had lots of problems with his tonsils and adinoids, and his allergies. We're talking little baby. Maybe 2 or 3 months old. Well, one night Mom put Christopher in his bed, and went to bed herself. Well, Dad came to bed shortly after, and made note of the fact that Mom was sound asleep, snoring and all that. No sooner than he laid down, Mom came up out of that bed and lept across Dad screaming "GET THE BABY." I say lept arcoss Dad because their water bed was up on risers (So that all the drawers could be on the same side of the bed) and pushed against the wall to make room in the little bedroom. So it was three feet up in the air and she slept on the side next to the wall. Anyway...back to the story, Dad was dumbfounded, before he could get out the statement "What the...Dianne he's asleep..." Mom made it to the crib right as Christopher started to choke and have problems breathing. Once the situation was resolved and Christopher was okay, Dad made it a point to ask Mom, "How did you know something was wrong...You were sound asleep, and made it to the crib before he started to choke. You weren't even awake when your feet hit the floor." and Mom said "Dale, I heard your Dad's voice...He said "DIANNE, GET THE BOY...SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH THE BOY"" My brother is the only one of my Grandpa's grandsons that will carry on the family name. My Dad was at a loss to say the least. The statement "Get the boy" is something he would have said, or at least I've been told. My Grandpa Byron passed away long before I came along, and my brother is 7 years younger than me.
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Post by kimikat on Oct 27, 2007 8:38:43 GMT -5
I refuse to mess with a Ouija board as well. Granted it is a tool, and if used properly is really no different than free association writing, something uses you to manipulate the planchet like something would use you to manipulate a pen on paper. I know that Alan has an old Ouija, I've never seen it...And am a little nervous about it being around. But I'm fairly certain that if anything had come through that board, we'd already know about it. Anything that is on the farm is earth based or residual...I have yet to see any sign of an Intelligent haunt on the farm. At my parent's house, it's been a long time since we've had any intelligent haunts...I'm sure that occasionally family members come to visit. But other than that its been pretty quite around here.
Alan's farm has always had a lot of paranormal activity. I've only seen something up there once...And I'm not even sure that what I saw is actually what I saw. I was tired...So my eyes could have been playing tricks on me.
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