Do you believe in ghosts?

[FootballScribe]

I ask anyone to go inside the women's section of the Old Montana Prison and then tell me there's no ghosts. That place changed my mind.
http://www.pbase.com/readschaad/image/82509360

Just walking in there and you feel a higher presence hanging around the place. It's creepy. Then to top it all off, in the gift shop the girl has pictures of ghosts in there on her computer's desktop.

That photo alone was creepy.

What, exactly, was so creepy about it? Looked like an old prison to me.

 

[BigSleeper]

I ask anyone to go inside the women's section of the Old Montana Prison and then tell me there's no ghosts. That place changed my mind.
http://www.pbase.com/readschaad/image/82509360

Just walking in there and you feel a higher presence hanging around the place. It's creepy. Then to top it all off, in the gift shop the girl has pictures of ghosts in there on her computer's desktop.

That photo alone was creepy.

What, exactly, was so creepy about it? Looked like an old prison to me.

It's just the mood and tone captured by the photographer. It's really good storytelling. There are better examples later on in the series, as I discovered. I really liked this one:

http://www.pbase.com/readschaad/image/87821191

Some can dig it, others not so much. It just spoke to me.

 

[Write-brained]

Some can dig it, others not so much. It just spoke to me.

BigSleeper hears dead people

 

[StraightEdge]

Ghosts, sure, no big deal. Demons and possession? Scary ****.

 

[BigSleeper]

Some can dig it, others not so much. It just spoke to me.

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BigSleeper hears dead people

Naw. But she can hear them:

;D

 

[Write-brained]

Ghosts, sure, no big deal. Demons and possession? Scary ****.

BOO!

 

[Wenders]

I didn't....until I started working this job. The building used to be an old Coca-Cola bottling plant. One of the press guys swears he's seen an old Coke delivery guy wandering around. One night, I was in there alone with no music on and I heard people knocking on the door (when I could see the door and there was no one there), stuff moving around one of the desks and the like. I was the only one in the building and it was locked. Needless to say, I put on some noise, got what I needed to do as soon as I could and got the hell out of there.

 

[ArnoldBabar]

The wife, however ... believes The Exorcist is based on a true story.

You oughta show her Ball Girl!

Damn solid crossthread.

 

[JayFarrar]

For a time, rather recently, I lived in a haunted house.
Pretty good story, one I've shared on here before and I'm convinced it was haunted as was just about everyone who ever came over.

 

[zebracoy]

Stayed in a hotel room at Rochester a few years back where the room I was given wasn't yet cleaned and was full of trash (this was at 5 p.m.)

I came back from the game that night and, upset that the place was so dirty, went to the office and asked to switch. I was kindly told there were no rooms left, so I asked that she come clean the room (or have someone who was around do it for her).

I should have known when she said, "Well, I do have one room..."

I took it. Got there - it was room 214, but it should have been room 213. As soon as I walked in, there was a blast of cold air. I found it odd, put my stuff down, got to work.

When undoing the bedsheets, I noticed a giant dark spot on the floor next to the bed. Scared the crap out of me, but I figured, "Eh, just a stain." It looked like Coke, so I poured some of my coke next to it. Nope, the Coke was darker. This was a bit more red.

Screw it. I'm tired. I'm going to bed. I laid down to sleep and the bed slowly started to shake - not one of those old vibrator styles, either. It went up and down, toward the headboard.

I turned on the light, grabbed my stuff, threw it all out in the hallway next to the old room six doors down, and charged into the office in my undershirt and boxers.

"You know, on second thought, I want the original room back," I said. "But you told me it hadn't been cleaned yet?" the lady told me. "No worries, it works for me."

Even though I didn't see anything that night, and hadn't believed in that stuff before then, I was scared.

I know it's a tame tale compared to others, but it certainly had me.

 

[Dickens Cider]

Someone once posted a story here about some haunted tunnels in Southern Indiana (Evansville?). That was a cool story. Where can I find the link?

 

[sportschick]

Evansville has the Gray Lady in the library.

I think the tunnels are a coupla towns over.

The Haute has Stiffy Green, the stairway to hell and some other hauntings.

 

[dooley_womack1]

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[goalmouth]

I visited the motel room in Hollywood where Janis Joplin died, some say she haunts the motel. Actually, you can request it. Didn't see her, but if I heard that crazy cackle I'd be jumping out the window in a second.

 

[jps]

For a time, rather recently, I lived in a haunted house.
Pretty good story, one I've shared on here before and I'm convinced it was haunted as was just about everyone who ever came over.

guess I've missed it ... care to re-share?

 

[NDub]

Yes, yes, please share ghost stories.

I believe. I really do. But I've never experienced anything. Never seen anything. I dismiss creepy sounds to old structures or the like.

Honestly, I'd like to experience something. A good scare.

 

[Buck]

Don't believe.

 

[forever_town]

I don't believe in that ****, but this happened to me back in 1991.

I was at my grandfather's funeral with my grandmother. I think my dad was there, too ... picturesque day, no rain at least ... anyway, the lights flickered a couple of times during the service. Even the priest looked up with a "WTF?" look on his face.

My father (who does believe in that supernatural happy crap) swears my grandfather paid me one last visit before going into the great beyond. In my then-18-year-old cynicism, I'm all, "OK, Dad. Whatever you say."

 

[Bubbler]

I definitely believe in the ghosts of past threads that asked whether you believed in ghosts.

The haunted tunnel is in Clay County, Indiana, east of Terre Haute.

 

[Buck]

I don't believe in that ****, but this happened to me back in 1991.

I was at my grandfather's funeral with my grandmother. I think my dad was there, too ... picturesque day, no rain at least ... anyway, the lights flickered a couple of times during the service. Even the priest looked up with a "WTF?" look on his face.

My father (who does believe in that supernatural happy crap) swears my grandfather paid me one last visit before going into the great beyond. In my then-18-year-old cynicism, I'm all, "OK, Dad. Whatever you say."

The lights flickered during a funeral?
I can't think any proof more concrete than that.
I've changed my mind. I believe.