Hi All, Okay we had our photo contest and Congrats to Someoldlady for her shot of her late Mom on a raindrop. Great jobs by all. This competition is about our scariest paranormal event, whether it be a momentary thing, a night of terror, or being afraid of something we saw, smelled or heard, and how it made us feel. Lets all be honest, and no stories from the web, just true life occurances. Even skeptics have a story so join in and will pick some judges down the line. You can insert photos of the event if you have one. I will not be a judge this time but I will find 3 that are neutral, and will take this seriously. Let's roll....JN--

Here is my story, Last year when I was on a camp at Phillip Island we (meaning me and about 6 friends) shared a cabin, and late at night the teacher in the cabin dissapeared, none of us saw him leave, and when I was just drifting to sleep I saw what looked to be a cat on the windowsill outside, I thought nothing of it cause I thought it was a stray, remember the cat.
Then one person in my cabin came out and said "look at the lump on my back" it had just appeared there somehow, it was giant!
Then a few others in my cabin found a carving under a bed that said 'THIS PLACE IS HAUNTED, 2004, 2005, 2006' And we all got more frightened.
In the morning the teacher showed up again and we forgot about the night before, but iit all came flooding back when the last person in our cabin, we were all outside, saw a black cat that was a shadow in the bathroom, which had no windows! we were all glad to go home.

Can I be a judge? if so then I can't vote for myself, please!!!???

WOW Spooky story. Sure you can be a judge if you want to. I think two others would be Mom4 who is neutral and either MasterPo if they have the time, or if they are busy, how about SP? She is a skeptic but a very nice open minded female? Its up to them...

I WILL

I see dead people ......B








did I win?

Ok here is my story. After I had a great deal of activity here, and been injured, the team of paranormal investigators came in. They called me the next day or so and said they were disturbed my the "black shroud" photos and EVP's. They were going to email me the photos. The next morning went to docs and came home and my adult son said the electricity was not on, which made no sense cause the bill was paid. I called them and they apologized and said "maybe it was a computer error we just dont know." They could not turn it back on till the next day which was unacceptable, but that is how they had to do it..So late that night I called my dear friend from TX..I wanted her to go to my emails and check those black photos. She was starting to discuss how black the "stuff was, and how concerned" she was, and next thing the phone went dead. I have Verizon FIOS DSL which has 3 day battery back up but there was not even a dial tone, it was dead, and still I should have had a dial tone? So I sat on the sofa with a few candles lit, terrified. Without TV, computer or phone it was TOO quiet. Every time I got up to go to restoom I had to take a candle, but when I passed a certain area the candle went out for no reason and I couldnt see one thing. I felt like I was in a bad B rated scary movie. I took some Tylenol PM to sleep thru all that, but it didnt work. As I laid on the sofa, for some reason, I could not lie facing the wall, just facing the TV area. I sat up at one point and could vaguely see things but not well at all. I had the living room door SHUT thinking I wouldnt see or hear anything in other rooms (daah)..I lit a cigarette and just chilled on the sofa and next thing the living room door opened up to maybe 12" or so, then abruptly shut. That made no sense because there was no breeze, and if it did anything it would have shut the door (if there was wind). But no reason it would open then close hard. I sort of scared myself with my imaginiation so decided to meditate lightly, pray and go to sleep. Next thing I heard a LOUD crash, as if the roof caved in, coming from "tub room" area. I was not about to even go in there, and I heard things being thrown around and a great deal of a male moaning. I thought a Motel would be my best bet but it was then 3:30 in the morning. I couldnt stand the noises so like in a movie, stupid me went to see what happened in tub room, hoping it was something "normal." Much to my surprise there were clothes all over the place, all my make up and things I have in a wicker basket was all over the floor, and the window was cracked. My heart was racing and I was out of my mind with fear, then I heard a moan directly behind me. With that said, I dashed back into the living room, laid on the sofa till it got light out, but continually heard horrible crashes, things like glass breaking, dishes being broken (they really werent) and felt a heavy presence directly behind me. It was the most frightening night that I have endured in pretty much my entire life and with no lights or phone, it was a night of horror..JN---

Ok you got a deal Mom..Thanks

LOL Not yet, and never forget, ghosts are people too. I hear from dead people so na na na na

i only have to judge right? not tell a story?

You can certainly tell a story if you want to, but judges cannot win LOL..Hey, I didnt make up the rules. Tell us a spooky story Mom..

Yea, go for it

peer pressure!

i dont have a scary story!

Sure you do, everyone does!!

Well, I have a couple that I have told about before here. Maybe I can make it official in this thread? Though, I do not think I can beat JustNormal's story. Trust me, I would not stay in a place, no electricity, candles blowing out, and hearing moaning noises. I would be out the door and in the car sleeping. Maybe heading two towns over to my folk's place for that matter. Anyhow, here are my two stories.
Both take place on military bases.
The first one, happened at the row type housing I and my friend and our families lived in on an Air Force Base in New Jersey. My neighbor and friend would constantly talk on the phone a lot, when we're not visiting each other, and one time she told me over the phone, about one day, she had just put her son down for a nap. Each upstairs of our houses have three bedrooms and a bathroom. Considering she had a toddler at the time, she would hooklock the doors to the master bedroom, the spare bedroom, and the bathroom, keeping her son's bedroom door open fully. She said that her son's bedroom windows would be open(it was a nice spring day), when she put him down for a nap. She was then downstairs watching tv, with a friend's daughter she was babysitting, when she her the distinctive sound of a loud doorslam from upstairs. She went to investigate, and noticed that still the master and spare bedroom, including the bathroom were still with hooklocked closed doors. She thought her son's door must have slammed shut. Except, the door was still open. Her son was still sound asleep.
Well, it's a couple of days later, and I'm over, with my toddler son, and both her, her friend's daughter, and her son as well, were all in the livingroom watching tv. Even when her son is up and downstairs, the upstairs will always have the doors to the master and spare bedroom and the bathroom hooklocked closed. Her son's bedroom door would always be open. So we were all downstairs one afternoon, when we all heard it. The distinctive sound of a loud door slam coming from the upstairs. I heard it. My friend says to me, "Go ahead. check it out." So, I went upstairs, and sure enough, next to noticing the closed and hooklocked doors to the bathroom and the master and spare bedroom, her son's bedroom door was still wide open and undisturbed. I even checked the doors to the other rooms. Closed tight and without the hooklocks disturbed. I tell you, I got a big funny and eerie feeling right then and there. I felt freaky. I could not believe I witnessed that!

My second experience was on an Army base, right next to the Air Force Base, and my same friend and neighbor was with me. We would go to a scrapbook consultant, who was an Army wife, and we would mostly go on a Friday night from six pm. to eleven pm. One night, when we left, to go back home, we just pulled out, with my friend driving. We were in a jolly mood, joking around and pointing out things to laugh about. As we were pulling to the end of the street our consultant lived on, we both noticed a teenage boy walking across the end of it. I remember looking at him and seeing him in his blue jean jacket and jeans and his very red cap and pointing out how that red cap did not go with his jean outfit. My friend slowed her car down a bit, so to wait for the boy to cross the street fully. This was at the end of one street, going into another. It was also very woodsy in this area. As she stopped her car at the end of the road, I looked up at the boy, who was just stepping up onto the curve of the street. He was right next to our car, and facing away from us. I mean, he was really near the car. I don't know about the rest of you guys, but if I was on the curve of a road, and a car pulled up next to me, I would turn my head around to make sure I was not getting run over or hit. This boy didn't do that. I remember looking at the back of his blond head, and feeling that it was wierd he kept staring straight ahead. Then I turned my head around to stare ahead of me. As my friend pulled out into the other road, she then remarked that she thought she saw the boy fade away. I do remember this. At the time, I thought that was strange and told her that maybe because it was at night, dark, and in a wooded area, that he may have ran into the woords. She accepted that, but I could tell she wasn't sure. (I have asked her if she remembers this event, but she does not)
It was not until a couple of years later, talking to a new neighbor of the same house, (my other friend and her family moved back to their homestate, and I became friends with this new neighbor), she remembered the time I was telling her about talking to some people who had a haunted house near the Army base. As I was trying to find that same site on the net, on my computer, I had to Google, and came across this.
http://www.theshadowlands.net/places/newjersey.htm


When I read that, I really freaked out.

How's that?

WOW Great stories, especially the 2nd one of the boy that you both saw..Good Job..

What stories are we up to? single ? double ? abductions ? Aliens ? supernatural ?

LOL Supernatural, ghosts, sightings and whatever has scared us more than anything!!

Yes ...a story from Mom ......
and no help from your cohorts ....B

Now THAT is the scariest photo I ever seen..::::::::::::running downstairs:::::::::::::::::::::::

Stubbly, your red-hatted boy story gave me goosebumps!

hey Barek, have you ever gotten beat by a woman? besides your mom??

i am going to have to withdraw my judge position. i suck at this stuff man.......

Well Goalie doesn't...I've been racking my brain out and only coming up with sp, which is so common it wouldn't even be worth a story l What a dull life I lead...So I'll continue reading and enjoying. JN, I would have said "See Ya" after your first incident and be gone... Stubbly, I live in So. Jersey in between Ft. Dix and Ft. Mommouth and have heard similar stories to yours...Very interesting....Well everyone, enjoy....I'm so sad....

LOL Why? They are true life stories, and all you have to do after weeks is pick the one you found the scariest. Dont wimp out and make me come over there..

Ok Goalie, then do you want to be a judge? I couldnt say "see ya" that particular night becaue I have 5 Cockatiels who freak out if it is completely dark in that living room, so that is why I lit candles, and due to fire hazard had to stay in that room, till it was light. If they werent here, I would have been SO out of here after speaking to that *&^$#@ Electric Company..

FINE! no seriously im passing it on to someone else.

--Warning, Very Long--

Ever since FGHS formed in June of 2006, our eyes have been set on the prize. The Prince Charles Clarion Hotel. Every ghost hunter around Fayetteville can tell you that this is definately on their list to investigate. We have been calling and calling to do this investigation. Its always the same reply...Nothing! One day FGHS was at the library conducting research on The Vander Lights, a local residence and the hotel and we thought.."Why not head to the hotel and introduce ourselves." Good thing the hotel is right next door to the library, made our jobs a lot easier. As we pull up I'm sitting there trying to think of what I'm going to say when we get in there. I mean clearly the staff doesn't want us in there, so how am I going to persuade them to allow us a night of investigation time.

It's around 4pm, hot as ever outside. You walk into the hotel thinking its going to feel a lot better, not so much. A little, but not by far. My intuition tells me to take the elevator to the 8th floor, just for a look. Doors open midway up, in walks a middle eastern man. You get this eerie vibe about him. Won't look you directly in the eye, never said one word to us, just pressed for the 8th floor and the doors closed and on our way. Upon entering the 8th floor we all walk out. He looks at us and asks, " You here for the wedding reception", our reply "No, we are looking for the lobby". The 8th floor is small and you feel crowded in the hallway, to the left of the elevators is the ballroom. There appeared to be a wedding reception so the likely hood of walking in there, definately a no go.We walk up to the desk and sitting there is a young woman, late 20's, possible early 30's. I thought now or never and I opened my mouth and it just came out. "Hey, I know this is going to sound a little crazy and far fetched, but we are local ghost hunters and we have reason to believe that this hotel is haunted." Her reply came swiftly, "Oh yeah this hotel is haunted". She began to elaborate on the different events that happen on any given night. I won't go into those as of yet. She was all about us coming to investigate the hotel, however it wasn't up to her if we did or not.

Opens up the elevator, out walks the General Manager. She appears to be in her late 30's, shoulder length black hair, athletic type body. Professional appeal to her.Now we are getting somewhere. She is very interested in us, and says she wants us to investigate. Then the owner comes walking out. Remember that middle eastern man we felt uneasy about...Its the owner. The GM started discussing with him and handed him something we photocopied at the library. He looked at us and shook his head no. I wasn't going to take no for an answer...yet. So, I began to inform him that we weren't there to ruin business, if he had guidelines, we would obey them to the fullest. If he didnt want us to go public, we wouldnt go public. He still said no. However the GM told us, if we got a room, they would assist us in any way possible. So it was set, we would head there that friday, get a room and begin to investigate.

Now I will begin to explain the rumors of who is haunting the hotel, what happened to them and what paranormal occurances have been reported. The Prince Charles Clarion Hotel was built in 1923 in a very crime ridden neighborhood of Hay Street. Infact, they still have the doors that were first used inside the lobby. Quite interesting! Anyway, the one almost everyone in Fayetteville has heard about, is that of a young newly wed named Charlotte. They were having their wedding reception on the 8th floor in the hotel. Rumor has it, that Charlotte walked into her room "701" and found her new husband in bed with one of her bridesmaids. Having found so, she took the elevator to the 8th floor and commited suicide by jumping out of the 8th story window. Ever since then it has been documented and duely noted that whenever a wedding reception is being held, the elevators fail to work. Staff members claim that the elevators seem to move on their own from floor to floor and a lot of the times stopping on the 8th floor, the door opens and no one gets out. Same with the 4th floor. An image of a young lady has been seen on the 2nd floor balcony inside the lobby, when you double take, she is no longer there.

Another happening which FGHS found out on our own during our research period, that not too many people are familiar with. Room 401 on the 4th floor. Our research revealed that in the 30's, former Fayetteville Chief of Police, J.Ross Jones was staying in the hotel. He called his wife and a few friends for dinner, when they arrived they found J Ross Jones dying in his bed with a gun wound to his left temple by his own .45. Whether it was suicide, or murder is still unknown, his presense is still felt throughout the 4th floor till this very day. When we asked the staff about this, they were more eager about this than that of Charlotte. Perhaps because no one else knew about this ordeal, and we were here to investigate. They began to elaborate on what is affiliated with 401 and the 4th floor. They stated they see and hear doors opening and slamming shut. The GM stated that she seen a man dressed in an army uniform walk past her and walk into a vacant room. Standing there with the cleaning lady, they both looked onto the list of occupants and noticed that no one is supposed to be in that room. They opened the door and to their astonishment, no one was in the room. Occupants who stayed on the 4th floor would contstantly request a room change to a different floor due to weird things happening. One guest even recalled a choking sensation while he was asleep. Also, the elevator would mysteriously start up and move, doors would open and no one would ever get out. Happens a lot on the 4th floor. So now we have two possible ghosts in the same hotel, we hit the jackpot!

The team gathered that friday, loaded the equipment and headed toward the hotel around 11pm. When we arrived it felt calm, yet eerie in a sense that you do not know what to expect. As we enter the front of the hotel, we seen two staff members standing behind the counter. We walk up and asked for a room, one room for 4 people, interesting. They knew why we were there and they were as excited as we were to get started. One of the staff members told us to take our stuff up to our room and head back down and he will give us an all access tour. So off we went to our room, bags in hand, ready to get started. We enter the elevator, push for the 4th floor and on we went. As we came to a stop we heard what appeared to be a fire alarm. We all thought great, now we have to wait longer so this gets taken care of. No one appeared to take much notice, well, being in bed and all. We walked close to room 401 and oddly enough, it was coming from room 401. Maybe someone or something trying to tell us something? We all smiled and knew we were going to have a good night. After we set our bags and equipment in our room, we all start to head toward the elevators to meet up with the night auditor for the all access tour he previously discussed with us. We enter the elevator, I press for the lobby, the door closes. Nothing, I press the button again, once again nothing. This is odd, we are starting to feel worried, I tried to open the doors, the doors wouldnt even open. Then out of no where the elevator started to move, not like a normal elevator, very very slowly. The type of slow that makes you uneasy. The type of slow that the elevators back in the 30's moved at. We couldn't even tell it was moving it was going so slow. After literally 5 minutes of waiting in the elevator, we reach the lobby. We approach the desk and inform the night auditor that the fire alarm in room 401 was going off. He looked at us with a shocked look "There is no reason for that alarm to be going off, nobody ever uses that room, we use it for storage." He looks puzzled. I also informed him that the elevators were moving very slow, he replied knowingly "Yeah, whenever we have a wedding reception the elevators act up". Exactly what we researched a few days prior.

We enter the elevator, close the doors. Again the elevator is moving incredibly slow. The night auditor informs us that it never moves this slow, even when they are messing up. We enter the 4th floor finally, head diagonally right which is where room 401 is located. He uses his key to get in, fails to work. Tries it again, again fails to work, 20 seconds later, finally! The door opens and the fire alarm is still going off. No matter what he does to it, it wont turn off. He rips it out of the ceiling. I mean why not, its not like anyone ever stays in that room. It's used strictly for storage. It even smells musky. The room is leaking water out of the ceiling, it's a pure mess. We start taking a few pictures with our digital cameras, notice a few orbs, dont take into consideration much, merely dust particles. After 10 minutes in the room we decided to check out Charlottes room, 701. I made sure everyone was out, I set the Digital Voice Recorder along with a motion sensor on the night stand and we head to the 7th floor. The elevator seemed to work fine now, and we enter the 7th floor. You don' really have an eerie feeling on this floor, its calm, doesnt seem like much. You feel like you are being watched but that may just be your heightened awareness. Room 701 is diagonally right from the elevators, same as room 401. Under the door sits a "Do not Disturb" sign. Ironic, anyway, the night auditor opens the door, and we start our investigation in room 701. Take dozens of pictures, temp readings were going from 78 down to 62 and spiking back up to 82. I was standing still when doing the temp readings, you could feel the cold spots, I chased them for a few seconds, one even dropped to 58. One even read 144! Not sure if that was an error or not, I sure as hell didnt feel the heat!. After we were done, I left the digital voice recorder sitting in the room and we proceeded to the 8th floor ball room. The elevator was acting all right, doors opened and we proceeded into the hallway. I remember entering the hallway and feeling the heat overwhelm me. It was 93 according to the Infrared thermometer reading. It never once dropped the entire time on the 8th floor. There are no bedrooms on this floor, just a bathroom, a storage room and the ballroom. We began taking pictures, we then entered the ballroom and it was definately an eerie feeling in there. A big open space, wooden floors creeking with every step, emf detector spiking through the roof. At one point I felt extremely dizzy in a certain part of the room. I wasn't the only one to experience that affect either. After talking for a bit on what could have happened and thinking of what could have went down, we decided to head down and take a little break. I then remembered I wanted to set up the video camera in room 401, so on our way down I stopped in our room, picked up the camera and set it up in room 401 on night vision. We made it so that it was looking across the room, into the doorway leading into the bedroom. That way if any appariation appeared to walk through the doorway, we would catch it on film. At this time I decided to collect the digital voice recorders. I turned around the corner heading to the night stand, all a sudden the alarm goes off and I take off jetting to the door. I totally forgot that the motion sensor was sitting there. Completely startled me, my nerves were shot as you can tell. I collected the digital voice recorder and we headed to room 701 to collect the other one and then proceeded down to the lobby to review the Voice recorders.

When I turned on the voice recorder for the first time, I was anxious but I knew collecting EVP was going to be hard, it just wasnt going to happen right away. However, in the first 37 seconds, we collected some valuable EVP. At first we thought it was just things being moved and or slammed. However, what it really was......come on now, you have to keep reading to get to that part! While we were sitting outside talking about different things, not so much paranormal, we decided to head next door and take pictures of the subway station. That too is known to be haunted by a man in an orange shirt. We figured might as well, what do we have to lose just by taking pictures. Amber, Shannon and I, walked about 100yds next door. Took a few snap shots, didn't really feel anything nor pick anything up, it was too dark, so we started heading back. We happen to glance up at the 4th floor of the hotel and noticed that a few lights were on, lights that werent supposed to be on! We informed the night auditor and we began to go over the room occupancy list to verify. No one were in those rooms with the lights on. We headed upstairs to check it out, the elevator still moved incrediblely slow. We open the doors to the rooms, the lights were off. We swore up and down that the lights were infact on. Walked down a few more doors, walked into the room and the light WAS on...however after further review, the cleaning lady left the light on in that room, but not the other. We have some activity going on right in front of our eyes. I decided that It was about time to get the video recorder and call it a night. We spent about 8 hours at the location and we were going to come back the following night to conduct more of the investigation, now it was time to go back home and evaluate the pictures and the EVP

After reviewing the EVP for a while, two hours non stop over and over again, and with the help from John we came to the conclusion that we did infact pick something up, although uncertain, we filtered it as much as we could without depleting the actual voice. It appeared to say. Get Out...Get.....Out!. Creepy as it is, I still wanted to go back and conduct more EVP. We also captured awesome pictures. Mostly orbs, however we got a few figures in the window that was not us. We picked up a good shot of two faces, one looking like it was screaming in anguish, the other appear to be that of a female. Although reflective imaging is very hard to sypher, I personally think we got a good shot. Its like looking at the clouds, and you think you see a dog, its brain imaging, its what your brain thinks it sees. It falls into that category, so who knows.

The following day we really didn't need much. I just wanted to conduct a little bit of EVP and record some more video. We arrived around midnight, we didnt waste any time. This time we didn't get a room we just kept out stuff behind the desk, Shannon, Jeni, Chris and I went to room 401 to conduct the EVP. We also set up the camera while doing so. Shannon began to ask questions, simple questions such as, name, age, just simple random questions. Lasted about 5 minutes, we then took a few pictures in the room and proceeded down to the lobby and left the camera rolling. After sitting in the lobby for about an hour we decided to go back up, collect the video recorder and do one more session of EVP. Shannon and I went up alone, this time I asked the questions, I basically just talked with the ghost, like a normal conversation. It was quick, about two minutes. Normally evp will show up in the first two minutes of the recording. They get bored afterwards, or so its thought. We completed the EVP and progressed downstairs to the lobby. Elevator was working fine, no problems. We reached the lobby, met up with the rest of the team and started to pack up to head home for the night. I was rewinding what was on the video recorder, then it happened. Three high notes were played on the Piano on the second floor. It wasn't just my imagination, everyone else heard it as well. We hurried up to the second floor, began to take pictures. Experimented with the keys, made sure thats what infact it was. I felt pretty good about this, that was a good sign that some good paranormal activity was occuring. The weird thing about the piano, the previous night we asked John, the night auditor if he has ever hard the piano being played, he said no, never. Then this night, Chris our Tech manager was talking to his wife saying how he wanted to play the piano, and not even 5 minutes later, the three notes were played. We all were pretty beat, so we decided to call it a night, I was anxious to see what we found on audio. I told John that if he heard anything, witnessed anything to give me a call any time of the night. Later in the day, he called me, and informed that not even 10 minutes after we left, the fan behind the desk mysteriously fell to the floor. Then the piano played some more notes, and the phone mysteriously was put back on the charger after John left it sitting on the desk. Now, this wasn't coming from one individual, these events had multiple witnesses. Someone who was actually on the phone with John heard squeeling and what appeared to be a mans voice. Then John hung up, then his phone mysteriously called back the individual whom he was talking to. She literally sat there for five minutes and listened to the converstation John was having with a co-worker. He also stated that after we left the elevators were going crazy. Infact one was so active, that it is now out of order. It's true, we went by and they have a note on the door saying out of order. Shocking!!!

After we got back home, I reviewed the audio multiple times, what we caught on the audio is by far the best evidence we have. This was the time when we asked the spirit its name, age and so on. Shannon asked for his age...a short pause, he repeated the question like he was shocked, laughed and then screamed. Its hard to tell, but many people I have discussed this with clearly states the same thing. Another good audio we got, is when Shannon asked for his name....A slight pause...with a faint jabber, he says J, or what appears to be J. According to our research the person haunting room 401 where the evp was taken place, is that of J. Ross. Jones. Could the evp be that of J. Ross Jones? Could these hauntings be connected in any way shape or form? You be the judge this time!

Something I forgot to add to this when I wrote it, A few members went up to our room to grab something, as they walked past 401 they noticed the door was cracked open. Now if you remember, I set the voice recorder on a desk along with a motion sensor, I was the last one out and i made sure the door was closed completely. When they came down they were explaining it to me but arguing saying the door was cracked, one was saying it was, one was saying it wasnt. We went up there, the door was cracked open. After further review of EVP, we heard "Get out", and the motion sensor never went off. Maybe another spirit entered and left after the request? Who knows.

that was long Mr EndIsNow .. but thanks for the post ....why don't you start a thread and post the photos and EVPs , I would like to see the pics even if there is nothing apparent in them....B





halfhandshuffle:Rob Zombie- Dragula
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCVTbOISv1w

OK cool...

if no1 else wants to do it ill judge...and dont worry ill be here this time

Ok, cool...

Is there anyway to upload a few EVP's and any photos taken. GREAT story, good job..

Edit- Can you please not quote entire posts. A paragraph is enough for the reader to realise who you are quoting. Thankyou for your co-operation- Lottie.

Understand now about the Cockatiels....I had an Umbrella Cockatoo that was like another child...I haven't read more of the posts, but if you need someone to judge, as a last resort, then I will do it..Only as a last resort I'm an avid reader and these stories are great. You can have your people call my people

I don't know how many judges there are, but I would like to be one... considering I don't know anyone here, I can guarentee it will be based on the best story....

Here's my scary story ... if any of you can handle it.

I turned on the TV and started flipping through the channels. The first channel had Paris Hilton on it. The next, Paris Hilton, the next, Paris .. click .. Paris ...click ... Paris Hilton ... click .. Paris ...

So then I turned to CNN to get some hard news -- and there was the jabbering Paris Hilton.

So I turned off the TV and turned on the radio, and I heard Paris Hilton on the radio.

And I thought to myself -- whatever happened to Larry Birkhead and Anna Nicole's baby!

I went to hide under the crawlspace of my house.

It just cant be ANY crepier than that - unles she showed up at you home to sing to you - IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OMG I had the same scary story. Ohhh the irony of it all....<click>

If its ok with the mods, I can link them

LOL I love my birdies even though they are noisy, but I have never covered them so when they are in darkness they have night fright and I can't do that to them..No way..There names are Benny,Bailey,Bernie,Baby and our newest addition Bella (Ok I need therapy lol)..We need people to write stories and if they choose not to, then do I win? LOL...

Bleh! That's a horrible night.

Your grade for this post is a "B".....

A B?? Say it aint so?

I wrote it wrong...Your grade was a B because of all the birds names beginning with B....

Do you still need judge's....

Yes one of the scariest nights I ever had. Having no electricity or phone, was like we see in the movies. I swear I walked around to see what was going on with a candle, thinking something was going to either jump out and scare me to death or kill me..The strangest part was 9 hours after phone and electricity was on I had 9 voice mails on my phone. NOW that is impossible without a dial tone!! Only in my house could this happen..UGH..

LOL Ohhh I get it now daaaaaaaahh...I want one more and name it "Brat."

Here's a couple of my most uncomfortable moments, both are true of course.

1)My son had his friend over to spend the night. This boy was adopted by a great mother. His real parents are under investigation for various child abuse charges. His adoptive mother told us he would wake up in the middle of the night screaming hysterically, so basically he was suffering some bad nightmares, which happened nightly. The night he's over our house, I pray for him, because I want the nightmares to stop. I ask God to show me what I should pray for, so I could be more specific in my prayers. Later, something wakes me up. Standing next to my bed is a black robed figure looking down at me. The figure is solid, not transparent. The face is shrouded in black, sort of like the ring wraiths from Lord of the Rings. But on it's chest is a symbol which looks to be sketched in white chalk. The symbol is a circle with a cross through it. I only saw this figure for a moment, just enough time for me to jump on my sleeping wife, who I woke up. When I turned my head, the figure was gone. I later learned that the child's parents were into witchcraft, but that's just hearsay. I still don't understand what I saw, only that if this thing was waking up the poor little guy, I can understand why he was screaming when he woke up. I've never seen this figure again.

2) I drove out to a buddy's house for a book discussion. He lives on church property which covers about an acre. I parked at the rec room we were going to meet at. When I showed up, I got the creeps, I immediately locked my doors. I felt silly about doing that, but I just felt my warning lights going off. We go inside and I still feel like something really bad was going to happen. After I use the bathroom, we go into our discussion. After a few minutes, I hear this sound coming from the bathroom. It sounds like a jacket or dress is being handled or moved. I know nothing is in there that would cause this, I even jokingly complained to the host that there wasn't paper towels in there. I just keep staring at my buddy, pretending like I didn't hear the sound. Then he goes, "What the heck was that?" while looking over at the bathroom. Good, so I wasn't crazy then. We both check the bathroom and find nothing that could have caused it. We agree it must have been the water pipes or something. To me, this didn't make sense, but oh well. A few minutes later, we're talking and he suddenly gets up and opens a storage door. He looks around and claims something had been moving around in there. Then he tells me he's had guests that sleep here and complained about noises during the night. Bleh. The whole time we sit there, I'm just sweating bullets because I'm so nervous.

I know there are scarier stories here, but these are some I have experienced.

WOW Great stories, thanks. So what ever happened to the little boy who slept over, does he still have night terrors? JN-

What, A judge or a bird? LOL

I wish i could write, i can only think.
I have a real ghost story that will shock everyone.
A relative died and his ghost visited a relative far away but he doesn't know
the person is dead already. They chat and ask hows things. etc etc.
That's all but theres more to it. Too lazy to write a novel.