not my storyBut my friend did the Kontiki tour of Ireland and one night they stayed in a haunted house...
Oddly, nothing happened!
But the night after they where back in a Youth Hostel and a few of them where sharing a room, it being a modern one you had a private room key.
Anyway, the door opened in the night and cold air blew in, then the door shut. The room's occupants thought it was odd and checked the landing but there was noone there.
As for me, I once woke up to see a haggered old gent looking over me in bed. My bedroom is really narrow so I could have reached out and grabbed him... Instead of doing this I just stared at him, I was shitting one but intrigued... After literally 2 or 3 seconds he just faded away.
One last crappy thing... I woke up at around 4am once to hear this loud electronic beeping noise... Imagine someone going mad on an old keyboard... It was before we had a house alarm and before any of the cars had alarms. Never found out what it was.
(Oddly, nothing happened!
But the night after they where back in a Youth Hostel and a few of them where sharing a room, it being a modern one you had a private room key.
Anyway, the door opened in the night and cold air blew in, then the door shut. The room's occupants thought it was odd and checked the landing but there was noone there.
As for me, I once woke up to see a haggered old gent looking over me in bed. My bedroom is really narrow so I could have reached out and grabbed him... Instead of doing this I just stared at him, I was shitting one but intrigued... After literally 2 or 3 seconds he just faded away.
One last crappy thing... I woke up at around 4am once to hear this loud electronic beeping noise... Imagine someone going mad on an old keyboard... It was before we had a house alarm and before any of the cars had alarms. Never found out what it was.
beefandcheese,
Thu 30 Oct 2003, 18:31,
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oh and my favourite drinking tale.......My grandad was cremated and his ashes scattered with a memorial left in a graveyard near Ince.
About 7 or 8 years back my mum took us to see his grave for the first time. I said that I knew where it was and lead her there... She was perplexed, how could I know where it was?
I told her of a vague childhood memory where I was taken with my sister to the grave by someone. I don't know who it was who took us and we've asked lots of people in the family, none have taken us before.
But from the memorial (I remember saying 'Grandad's not buried there is he?' the first time I apparently visited) I went on to lead my mum to the main entrance and out.
She was suitably freaked out!
(About 7 or 8 years back my mum took us to see his grave for the first time. I said that I knew where it was and lead her there... She was perplexed, how could I know where it was?
I told her of a vague childhood memory where I was taken with my sister to the grave by someone. I don't know who it was who took us and we've asked lots of people in the family, none have taken us before.
But from the memorial (I remember saying 'Grandad's not buried there is he?' the first time I apparently visited) I went on to lead my mum to the main entrance and out.
She was suitably freaked out!
beefandcheese,
Thu 30 Oct 2003, 20:08,
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