I never ever believed in Ghosts before/that's all over now

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Fish said:
It's where they died.

Carwash guy got attacked and killed by an out of control car wash wand.

Junkyard was probably some homeless guy asleep in the backseat of a cash for clunkers and they didn't look before they sent it in the crusher.
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More weirdness. First you go on about your Pink Flamingo now you're talking "car wash wand". How many dildo's you got? Jesus, you're farts must sound like long sighs.
 
...Maybe the ghosts are the aliens?...
 
My dad got a hell of deal on his house because the previous owner hung himself in the garage.

My dad didn't give a shit. He said, "Oh well, I'll have deer hanging from these rafters soon enough."
 
I didn't believe in ghosts until I was 13. The mother of a friend of mine that lived a few houses down, died of ovarian cancer. A few weeks later I was home alone watching a version of Tom Snyder's Tomorrow show where the topic was people that claimed to have died and came back to life. All of a sudden, I developed the chills and went into a cold sweat and saw an image of my friends mother inside the kitchen by the back door.

Scared the bejeezes out of me and I have been a believer since.

Don't give AF what anyone else thinks.
 
I've seen things that I had a hard time understanding, but I don't believe in ghosts.
 
Okay I actually have had one really freaky experience with the supernatural. It's kind of a long story but I'm going to tell it just to convince the non-believers.

Like 30 years ago in the town where I grew up there was this middle aged couple that lived a block away from my grandparents. From what I understand they seemed pretty normal but out of the blue one day the wife disappeared. The husband claimed that he woke up one morning and she had just taken off, no note or anything. Obviously most people found that explanation fishy as hell.

Anyway, while the police were investigating the whole situation a few neighbors claimed that they heard the couple fighting the night before the wife disappeared. However, the neighbors also mentioned that this was normal for them. The cops checked with every relative of the wife they could get in contact with and found nothing. As the investigation went on, some more shady details came out and people started to strongly suspect that the husband murdered the wife. So the cops got a warrant to search the dude's house and found absolutely nothing. No murder weapon, no signs of any struggle, no blood etc. Long story short the guy got let off the hook and they searched for the woman for a solid month before they concluded she was either dead or just long gone. To this day nobody knows what happened to the wife. About 2 years after the incident the husband was found dead in the same house after blowing his brains out.

This all occurred in a relatively small town so of course everybody knew about the story and as a result nobody wanted to buy the house. It just sat there for 20 or so years. At that point in time I was in high school and working for my grandfather one summer installing tile and carpets in houses. That year somebody decided to buy the old house where the guy killed himself and bought some carpet and tile from my grandfather to have installed in the house. So me and another guy are over there for a basically a whole week getting the ground floor of the house done. At the same time there are some plumbers and electricians doing work on the upstairs.

On the day we were supposed to finish up on the house we started hearing a bunch of noises upstairs and initially dismissed them until we realized there was nobody working on the upstairs on that particular day. Basically what we heard was random shuffling like somebody was moving a bunch of furniture across the floor. We continued to ignore it thinking it was just the floors creaking. Then we started hearing these weird noises that were definitely coming from something living. Not to sound cliche, but it really was a sort of moaning only it was way too deep to be coming from a human.

We figured this was just the wind until we heard a loud crash upstairs. At that point we thought somebody had broken in upstairs so we headed half way up to see if we could hear anything else. We wanted to be sure somebody was in there before we called the cops. This is when the noises just straight up stopped. This was probably stupid, but that made us think it was probably safe to go all the way up the stairs. When we got to the top we saw nothing other than the door at the end of the hallway was cracked open a bit with one of the hinges busted off.

At this point I'm freaked the fuck out, but as soon as we saw the busted door hinge we started hearing the moaning again so we snuck up to the door trying to figure out what was actually going on. Then all of a sudden we heard another crash. At that sound my coworker bolted off and called the cops. I was still curious though and against my better judgement I peaked in the door.

What I saw next was something I will never forget. There was a chest of drawers shattered almost beyond recognition, the window was completely busted (glass everywhere) and when I looked over to the one bed in the room I saw Bob Saget corn-holing all four of the Golden Girls.
 
Cave_Johnson said:
Okay I actually have had one really freaky experience with the supernatural. It's kind of a long story but I'm going to tell it just to convince the non-believers.

Like 30 years ago in the town where I grew up there was this middle aged couple that lived a block away from my grandparents. From what I understand they seemed pretty normal but out of the blue one day the wife disappeared. The husband claimed that he woke up one morning and she had just taken off, no note or anything. Obviously most people found that explanation fishy as hell.

Anyway, while the police were investigating the whole situation a few neighbors claimed that they heard the couple fighting the night before the wife disappeared. However, the neighbors also mentioned that this was normal for them. The cops checked with every relative of the wife they could get in contact with and found nothing. As the investigation went on, some more shady details came out and people started to strongly suspect that the husband murdered the wife. So the cops got a warrant to search the dude's house and found absolutely nothing. No murder weapon, no signs of any struggle, no blood etc. Long story short the guy got let off the hook and they searched for the woman for a solid month before they concluded she was either dead or just long gone. To this day nobody knows what happened to the wife. About 2 years after the incident the husband was found dead in the same house after blowing his brains out.

This all occurred in a relatively small town so of course everybody knew about the story and as a result nobody wanted to buy the house. It just sat there for 20 or so years. At that point in time I was in high school and working for my grandfather one summer installing tile and carpets in houses. That year somebody decided to buy the old house where the guy killed himself and bought some carpet and tile from my grandfather to have installed in the house. So me and another guy are over there for a basically a whole week getting the ground floor of the house done. At the same time there are some plumbers and electricians doing work on the upstairs.

On the day we were supposed to finish up on the house we started hearing a bunch of noises upstairs and initially dismissed them until we realized there was nobody working on the upstairs on that particular day. Basically what we heard was random shuffling like somebody was moving a bunch of furniture across the floor. We continued to ignore it thinking it was just the floors creaking. Then we started hearing these weird noises that were definitely coming from something living. Not to sound cliche, but it really was a sort of moaning only it was way too deep to be coming from a human.

We figured this was just the wind until we heard a loud crash upstairs. At that point we thought somebody had broken in upstairs so we headed half way up to see if we could hear anything else. We wanted to be sure somebody was in there before we called the cops. This is when the noises just straight up stopped. This was probably stupid, but that made us think it was probably safe to go all the way up the stairs. When we got to the top we saw nothing other than the door at the end of the hallway was cracked open a bit with one of the hinges busted off.

At this point I'm freaked the fuck out, but as soon as we saw the busted door hinge we started hearing the moaning again so we snuck up to the door trying to figure out what was actually going on. Then all of a sudden we heard another crash. At that sound my coworker bolted off and called the cops. I was still curious though and against my better judgement I peaked in the door.

What I saw next was something I will never forget. There was a chest of drawers shattered almost beyond recognition, the window was completely busted (glass everywhere) and when I looked over to the one bed in the room I saw Bob Saget corn-holing all four of the Golden Girls.
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...So that's why Betty White is still alive... ...She gets injected regularly with high doses of magical Saget semen!...
 
Cave_Johnson said:
Okay I actually have had one really freaky experience with the supernatural. It's kind of a long story but I'm going to tell it just to convince the non-believers.

Like 30 years ago in the town where I grew up there was this middle aged couple that lived a block away from my grandparents. From what I understand they seemed pretty normal but out of the blue one day the wife disappeared. The husband claimed that he woke up one morning and she had just taken off, no note or anything. Obviously most people found that explanation fishy as hell.

Anyway, while the police were investigating the whole situation a few neighbors claimed that they heard the couple fighting the night before the wife disappeared. However, the neighbors also mentioned that this was normal for them. The cops checked with every relative of the wife they could get in contact with and found nothing. As the investigation went on, some more shady details came out and people started to strongly suspect that the husband murdered the wife. So the cops got a warrant to search the dude's house and found absolutely nothing. No murder weapon, no signs of any struggle, no blood etc. Long story short the guy got let off the hook and they searched for the woman for a solid month before they concluded she was either dead or just long gone. To this day nobody knows what happened to the wife. About 2 years after the incident the husband was found dead in the same house after blowing his brains out.

This all occurred in a relatively small town so of course everybody knew about the story and as a result nobody wanted to buy the house. It just sat there for 20 or so years. At that point in time I was in high school and working for my grandfather one summer installing tile and carpets in houses. That year somebody decided to buy the old house where the guy killed himself and bought some carpet and tile from my grandfather to have installed in the house. So me and another guy are over there for a basically a whole week getting the ground floor of the house done. At the same time there are some plumbers and electricians doing work on the upstairs.

On the day we were supposed to finish up on the house we started hearing a bunch of noises upstairs and initially dismissed them until we realized there was nobody working on the upstairs on that particular day. Basically what we heard was random shuffling like somebody was moving a bunch of furniture across the floor. We continued to ignore it thinking it was just the floors creaking. Then we started hearing these weird noises that were definitely coming from something living. Not to sound cliche, but it really was a sort of moaning only it was way too deep to be coming from a human.

We figured this was just the wind until we heard a loud crash upstairs. At that point we thought somebody had broken in upstairs so we headed half way up to see if we could hear anything else. We wanted to be sure somebody was in there before we called the cops. This is when the noises just straight up stopped. This was probably stupid, but that made us think it was probably safe to go all the way up the stairs. When we got to the top we saw nothing other than the door at the end of the hallway was cracked open a bit with one of the hinges busted off.

At this point I'm freaked the fuck out, but as soon as we saw the busted door hinge we started hearing the moaning again so we snuck up to the door trying to figure out what was actually going on. Then all of a sudden we heard another crash. At that sound my coworker bolted off and called the cops. I was still curious though and against my better judgement I peaked in the door.

What I saw next was something I will never forget. There was a chest of drawers shattered almost beyond recognition, the window was completely busted (glass everywhere) and when I looked over to the one bed in the room I saw Bob Saget corn-holing all four of the Golden Girls.
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The PTSD you must suffer with
 
RP-29 said:
...So that's why Betty White is still alive... ...She gets injected regularly with high doses of magical Saget semen!...
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Actually he pulled out and let it loose all over their backs.
 
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