Tales of the Unexplained
Flying saucers. Big Cats. Men in Black. Satan walking the Earth. Derek Acorah, also walking the Earth...
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( , Thu 3 Jul 2008, 10:03)
Flying saucers. Big Cats. Men in Black. Satan walking the Earth. Derek Acorah, also walking the Earth...
Tell us your stories of the supernatural. WoooOOOooOO!
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( , Thu 3 Jul 2008, 10:03)
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Snowy Ghost
We were in some sort of ski resort or something when I first saw him (this was a while ago and I’d had one or two bumps on the head that week already). I’d been a bit mental the night before and ended up not making it back to my apartment and stupidly found myself lying on the snow outside. Luckily enough I was found, but according to the doctors I almost died of exposure and the guy who found me later said I’d been going on about some old guy I used to know who had passed away a couple of years ago. Damn right I was going on about him … I saw him and he asked me to do him a favour.
He’d lived fairly close to us when we were growing up, a sort of uncle/friend of the family and I’d had an experience kind of like this before. Just after he’d died I was in the middle of something important and bloody stressful, and I thought I heard his voice in my head telling me it’d be alright, and it turned out it was. It was probably just my imagination calming me down but it helped at the time.
When I saw him in that ski resort I was a bit out of it as I said, but I was sure he was telling me to go and see his pal. So when I got my shit together I went to where I think I was supposed to go, and I actually met this wee guy who knew my ‘uncle’. It was a shame, he looked really disabled, couldn’t talk properly and lived in a real shithole, but after a while I got to know him, and you know, for such an old weird wee guy he taught me some pretty cool stuff. There’s some shit going on with my family at the moment, especially my dad, so I won’t write any more, but I’d just like to thank old Ben from down the road for telling me about his pal, it’s changed my life.
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Luke S.
( , Fri 4 Jul 2008, 16:10, 4 replies)
We were in some sort of ski resort or something when I first saw him (this was a while ago and I’d had one or two bumps on the head that week already). I’d been a bit mental the night before and ended up not making it back to my apartment and stupidly found myself lying on the snow outside. Luckily enough I was found, but according to the doctors I almost died of exposure and the guy who found me later said I’d been going on about some old guy I used to know who had passed away a couple of years ago. Damn right I was going on about him … I saw him and he asked me to do him a favour.
He’d lived fairly close to us when we were growing up, a sort of uncle/friend of the family and I’d had an experience kind of like this before. Just after he’d died I was in the middle of something important and bloody stressful, and I thought I heard his voice in my head telling me it’d be alright, and it turned out it was. It was probably just my imagination calming me down but it helped at the time.
When I saw him in that ski resort I was a bit out of it as I said, but I was sure he was telling me to go and see his pal. So when I got my shit together I went to where I think I was supposed to go, and I actually met this wee guy who knew my ‘uncle’. It was a shame, he looked really disabled, couldn’t talk properly and lived in a real shithole, but after a while I got to know him, and you know, for such an old weird wee guy he taught me some pretty cool stuff. There’s some shit going on with my family at the moment, especially my dad, so I won’t write any more, but I’d just like to thank old Ben from down the road for telling me about his pal, it’s changed my life.
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Luke S.
( , Fri 4 Jul 2008, 16:10, 4 replies)
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