Wooooooo - this is a good 'un!!! I suggest you read it before bedtime!!!!!
(It's one of Toms again, from his US site - worth checking out if you haven't heard of him before)

'The following spine chilling story unfolded near the town of Hays in northern Kansas. On the evening of October 29, 1975, a housewife named Marcia Hunt was watching her two-year-old toddler Jared play in the back garden, when lightning suddenly flashed across the low oppressive clouds. Thunder rolled through the heavens, and Mrs Hunt grabbed Jared and took him indoors. No sooner had she done that when a fork of white-hot searing lightning zapped an old cedar tree in the back garden. Sparks showered the lawn and a puff of smoke erupted from the sizzling bark. Then came the clap of thunder seconds later which shook the foundation of the Hunts house. Little Jared screamed in terror at the sky quake.

Less than a minute later, a flash lit up the living room and Mrs Hunt and her son braced themselves for the next thunderous clap. During the rumble, the telephone rang, but Mrs Hunt refused to answer it because she had heard of cases where people had been electrocuted because the lightning had zapped telephone wires as they were talking on the phone. The storm moved away, and half an hour later, the autumn sun's amber rays sparkled through the dark receding clouds.

The telephone rang again. Mrs Hunt answered it and after listening for a few seconds she broke down and cried. She had heard tragic news from her cousin five miles away; Bryan Hunt, Marcia's husband, had been struck dead by the lightning as he worked on telephone lines on the Kansas-Nebraska border. Half an hour later, two police officers arrived at Marcia's home to confirm the terrible news. They said the telephone engineer had died of heart failure after being struck by the powerful lightning bolt. Marcia had to identify the body and almost suffered a nervous breakdown. Only the love for little Jared kept her mind together.

A year later, Marcia tried to put the tragedy behind her and began to date a man named Hank Stevens who she had met at a local dance. That was when the sightings of the strange ghost began.

Two terrified schoolgirls named Christina McIntyre and Suzy Williams alerted a police officer after seeing a figure they described as a "zombie" waking parallel to a highway at 9.45 pm. The eerie figure was surrounded by a a bluish luminous haze and crackled with electricity. One of the schoolgirls - 13-year-old Christina - said that the strands of her hair tingled and stood on end in the presence of the man as if he was generating static electricity.

The police officer chuckled and assumed the girls' vivid imagination had got the better of them, and he advised them to go straight home. But later that week there were scored of reports of the same spooky figure on the outskirts of Hays. The apparition was spotted by a hobo, a policeman and a farmer, and they all mentioned the blue phosphorescent aura around the unearthly entity.

The news of the weird ghost spread throughout the area and the youngsters of Hays nicknamed him "Mister Lecky" after a slang word for electricity. Most thought Mr Lecky was a mere urban legend, but in November 1976, the frightening figure turned up in the backyard of Marcia's home. The time was 9.45 pm, and Marcia was doing the washing up when she had the creepy feeling someone - or something - was behind her, watching her. She turned and saw a sight that was to haunt her for the rest of her life: through the window peered a blackened face with mad staring and eyes and a devilish grin which showed a set of white teeth. The head was surrounded with a halo of greenish blue light. Marcia screamed and the face seemed to melt into the darkness.

Marcia told her boyfriend Hank about the horrible face at the window but he thought the whole thing had been a trick of the light. However, on the following night, Hank had just parked his pickup truck outside Marcia's home when he saw a shadowy figure out the corner of his left eye. He turned in his seat and was paralysed with fear. It was the grisly figure of a man who looked as if he had been extensively burnt. He was naked, but his flesh was mostly blackened. The parts that weren't carbonated were red patches of exposed muscle and flesh.

The figure reached for the truck's door handle, but Hank instinctively grabbed the handle on the other side of the door to prevent the walking nightmare from gaining entry. A tremendous electrical shock zapped through the handle and shot up Hank's left arm. Suddenly, the charred man was nowhere to be seen. The ghoulish apparition was seen several more times in front of many level-headed witnesses including a lawyer and a garage mechanic. But the bloodcurdling grand finale took place over a month later as Marcia and Hank were watching a television show. The couple sat on a sofa, watching a TV series called The Rockford Files, when suddenly, the fuzzy silhouette of a human head appeared on the television screen. The head was dark and undefined at first, and Hank flipped through all the TV channels, but the head was still there on the screen. Hank switched off the TV and unplugged it - but the head was still there and becoming more clearer. As it came into focus, Marcia and Hank trembled, because it was the face of the burnt man who had appeared to them. Hank and Marcia were about to leave the house to seek the advice of a local Catholic priest, when the face on the TV screen started to speak. In a low voice, it said: "Marcia, it's me - Bryan. I have come back to warn you. That man is a murderer."

Marcia screamed and said to Hank: "That's my husband's voice, that's my husband!"

But Hank reacted by running out of the house. He got into his pickup truck and Marcia never saw him again. Nor did she ever see what seemed to have been the ghost of her husband ever again. In 1979, Marcia's sister in Indiana said that there had been a report on TV about a man by the name of Hank Stevens who had been arrested in Indianapolis after being charged with killing two women he had married just to cash in on their life insurance. Whether that Hank Stevens was the same Hank Stevens she had lived with was never established, but Marcia suspected that the ghost of her husband had somehow returned to warn her that she was living with a killer.'

As with all these stories - I have no way to prove whether it happened or not....but it's such a good story!!!

Also - the relationship between electricity and ghost sightings is an interesting one......

Hammy x x x

That was a GREAT story

Can you give a link to where you find them ?

lol! that was ****ing awesome!!! i want someone to come back from the dead and warn me about a******s. do you know any other good ones? lol thanks!!!!

Good story Hammy!once again you come through with another classic

Loved that one hammy

Another good one Hammy...Loved the ending

This bit made me laugh. Carbonated is what soda water is. You can't carbonate a solid!

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I loved it!

That was great, thanks Hammy. JN

I really liked that one!!!

Hi Dryaxx

This story was from Toms' US site ~ http://www.geocities.com/hollywood/camera/9599/ghosts.htm

There are tonnes of other sites, and he writes for a local paper, and has written loads of books. He's a really sweet guy, and you can contact him about any personal experiences.

Hope this helps!