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This is a question Messing with the Dark Side

We all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*

What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?

* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes

(, Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
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true story
a couple of weird things have happened in my gaff and my mates who used to live next door to me. Nothing really comical, just honestly these things did happen.....

One time we were having a conversation in room about supernatural stuff and that and the conversation came onto hell and the devil, after 10 mins talking about satan 2 dead matches in his ashtray just exploded into flames. We took that as a sign to change the subject.

Another time we were watching a film in his room (possibly pornographic, cant remember....) all the lights were off and were smoking the weed as you do. anyway the passage lights came on and we heard the front door slam. "Mums back with some munch" he said and went down to see what goodies were on offer. 5 minutes later he came back white faced. "J theres no one here, the house is empty" I thought he was having a laugh, I mean we both heard the door go, so i decided to go downstairs and have a look. Sure enough, no one was in, just the lights were on. I was freaked out by this point so we decided to do the best thing, go back to the film. half way up the stairs the door opens again, this time it IS his mum with the munchies. Strangely though we weren't that hungry anymore. We have no explanation for what happened.

Another time myself, my dad and my 2 younger brothers went to see my nan in Hackney. Classy area indeed. Her house used to shit up my uncles, I'm talking grown east end hardmen here who ain't the type of people who's pint you would like to spill down the local boozer. One time we rang on the doorbell, and we heard someone running down the stairs towards the door. We thought it was one of our cousins, then there was this almighty *BANG*, like someone had smacked the door. It was such an impact the neighbours window frames rattled. Dad being a bit concerned one of my cousins, or nan, had fallen over and smacked their head on the door looked through the letterbox to see if they were ok and call for help. No one was there. Nothing. Thinking it was a bit odd we knocked again and this time my nan did come and answer the door. We told her what had just happened and she seemed perplexed, her and my cousins hadn't heard us knock, nor had they heard anyone run down the stairs, let alone an almighty bang. Even one of her neighbours later that day asked what had happened. Once again, at a loss to explain this.

On time in my room I was listening to a tape by the rapper Ras Kass. My tape player was an old one which wasn't controlled by remote controls, you have to physicaly press down the play /stop/rewind/etc buttons to operate them. One song he was rapping there was some lyric he says something like "Who spit cancer" or something along those lines. The tape stopped dead then, and I was the only one in the room. What made it all the more weird was my schoolfriend had passed away from leukaemia only the week before. I do like to think that was his way of saying goodbye to me you know, which make it a bit less scary actually lol

And finally, my now ex-girlfriend reckons she saw the ghost of her grandad in my house once when she stayed over. And once when we were outside smoking she asked me "Why are your 2 neighbours on the fence looking at each other all loved up?" I asked if she was feeling alrite coz there was nobody there. She thought I was pulling her leg coz they were like as real as you and me. She said they were looking at us too but in a nice way. We went inside to see if anyone else could clarify we had a haunted garden, but know whence we got back out they ghosts were gone, she said.

why should i apologize for the length, blame he who created me.....ok I'm sorry really
(, Tue 25 Apr 2006, 0:15, Reply)

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