Alanm1980
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Newlunar said:
I remember that, He saw something through the Window on his way in the house and thought it was his daughter but when he got in the house it was empty. He wouldn't say what he saw.
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Ghosts?
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I remember that, He saw something through the Window on his way in the house and thought it was his daughter but when he got in the house it was empty. He wouldn't say what he saw.
It certainly disturbed him, and as has been said Scar was not normally the type to post anything like that. Said he had seen, through a chink in the curtains as he returned home, a figure waiting behind the living room door as if to surprise him. Was convinced it was his daughter playing a game, but there was nobody else in the house when he got through the door.
I think it was only a day or so later that he passed away completely unexpectedly, and at a relatively young age.
I think it was only a day or so later that he passed away completely unexpectedly, and at a relatively young age.
On the subject of ghosts, as a ten year old I 'thought' I saw one. I was in a neighbours (Jan) house sat down waiting for my tea. Where I was sat at the dining table, there was a wall behind me, I saw Jan staring at the wall and as I turned round a 'figure' was moving across the wall - not a shadow and I wasnt the only one that saw it. Jan saw it and thats what had caused her to look in that direction. I moved to the other side of the table feeling creeped out and Jan was convinced it was her dead father in law letting them know he was ok. That new years eve, Jan had a party and as the clock struck midnight one of those ornamental flower arrangements came off a nail in the wall and hit who else but me, on the head. The nail was perfectly intact yet this still came off the wall.
I am convinced ghost's do exist, and so is my dad. When he was younger, he lived in a 'haunted' house with his parents and siblings, all of them had strange experiences, particularly feeling someones breathe on their necks whilst in bed and seeing a woman on the stairs. When any of them speak about it now it still gives 'em the chills!
I am convinced ghost's do exist, and so is my dad. When he was younger, he lived in a 'haunted' house with his parents and siblings, all of them had strange experiences, particularly feeling someones breathe on their necks whilst in bed and seeing a woman on the stairs. When any of them speak about it now it still gives 'em the chills!
bluemooninho
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johnmc said:-dabz- said:Sorry mate but that is utter bollox. If you haven't experienced it for yourself you are in NO position to form an opinion on it...Sorry mate but THAT is the truth.
Name me one thing that everyone knows is real but there is no physical evidence to prove it. There isnt anything.
A lot of people have "seen" the Loch Ness Monster or UFO or Aliens - do you believe in all these as well??
Ghosts are utter bollox mate
John, show me the proof that they dont exist.
Also, are you seriously saying that in an infinite universe, there are no aliens. No other life forms? None that are more advanced than the human race? Get serious. Most scientists believe that there is life out there.
Anyway, I am straying from the original post. I have never seen a ghost personally, but I do believe that they exist. Strange though as I don't believe that there is a God (as such). I just believe there is something else and nobody truly knows what it is!
tueartsboots
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To the sceptics, how do you KNOW you have never seen a ghost? You could easily walk past one and not realise
oldhamblue
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Sorry for the long story.
A little while ago I was staying in the castle hotel in Conwy, Wales. It stands on the site of a former Cistercian abbey and is now a 15th century Inn. It's a very atmospheric place, very old with low beams and tight corridors. Anyway, I had dinner there and the owner joined me after dinner with the chef for a few drinks. They told me that the place was haunted by a 'mad monk'. Aren't they all says I. But with a deathly serious face the owner tells me that it's causing them real problems, that people aren't coming back because they are frightened. Apparently during the black death of the 13th century, the abbey closed it's doors to the outside as the disease took hold. This particular monk arrived back from a trip to another abbey to find that, such was the fear of the black death, they would not re-open the gates to re-admit him. So he was left to take his chances in the village.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, he contracts the plague and spends his last days, watched by the monks in the abbey, in screaming agony and dementia, at the walls of the abbey praying to God and warning the monks that he would see them burn in hell. After he died the sightings began and people who claimed to have seen him, so the legend goes, died an agonising death, not unlike the plague. Anyway these guys tell me that customers are saying they are seeing this character and that bookings are down.
Nice wind-up thinks I as I head to bed, but can't help but think I'm a touch nervous. Anyway, during the night I suddenly woke up with the feeling my heart had stopped beating. A truly horrible experience. Adrenaline was absolutely racing around my body. I decided to go out on to the landing, the room was incredibly hot, to get some fresh air. As soon as I am alone on the landing this glow appears at the end of the corridor, it starts quite small and then suddenly bursts into the shape of this monk and comes, no word of a lie, charging towards me with his mouth open in a screaming fashion and passes right fucking through me. I am screaming like a fucking baby I can tell you.
People now come running out of their rooms and ask what happened. I tell them and explain that I am getting the fuck out of there and I would advise them to do the same. Anyway, this nerdy looking chick starts poking around and says she's not so sure. I wanted to get out ASAP, but she and her friends convinced me to stay another night. I'm pretty loathe, but to be honest she had a cute mate and she didn't seem attached, so I thought what the hell. Frankly I've got the black death already if that's the way it is. So we wait until dark again. I wasn't really up for seeing it again and nor was one her friends, so me and him and his dog went to the kitchen to wait it out and, frankly, eat ourselves stupid. I think the ghost must has sensed me from our previous encounter, as he suddenly appeared. We ran like fuck, no looking back.
At one point the other bloke was flying along on a trolley being pushed by his dog. It was crazy. We couldn't get away from the horror. Open a door and there he was. At one point I was hiding behind a curtain in the dark and thought I was holding the other blokes arm, turns out it's the monk. Fortunately, we found some chefs outfits and dressed up to fool the ghost that we were chefs cooking him a great meal. The other guy put a bow tie on his dog and got him to pretend to be a waiter. It bought us the time we needed and we got away. His 3 friends never even saw the ghost, but when we met up, the nerdy one said she was confident she could stop the hauntings. The other bloke (couldn't be sure now if he was shagging the cute chick) came up with some ridiculous fucking idea involving pulleys and tablecloths tied together. ****. The cute one suggests me, the kitchen dude and the dog attract the monk and then run, luring the ghost into the 'trap'. Thanks a fucking lot I say, but in the interests of a chance shag I agree.
Bizarrely, the other bloke agrees to risk his life for a dog snack, which combined with his penchant for talking to his Great Dane, doesn't exactly inspire me with confidence for my future. Anyway, to cut a long story short, after some bizarre fucking escapades involving glue, pulleys, the dog stuck in a spinning wheelie bin with the monk and the fucking whole ridiculous plan going tits up spectacularly, it finally ends with me, the dog food eating guy, the dog and the monk all trapped inside a chandelier (don't ask). It turns out it was the chef dressing up as a monk, with some help from special effects projection. Apparently he wanted to buy the shithole at a reduced price or something. I never got a sniff of the hot one either, though I think the nerdy was up for it.
Crazy, but true.
A little while ago I was staying in the castle hotel in Conwy, Wales. It stands on the site of a former Cistercian abbey and is now a 15th century Inn. It's a very atmospheric place, very old with low beams and tight corridors. Anyway, I had dinner there and the owner joined me after dinner with the chef for a few drinks. They told me that the place was haunted by a 'mad monk'. Aren't they all says I. But with a deathly serious face the owner tells me that it's causing them real problems, that people aren't coming back because they are frightened. Apparently during the black death of the 13th century, the abbey closed it's doors to the outside as the disease took hold. This particular monk arrived back from a trip to another abbey to find that, such was the fear of the black death, they would not re-open the gates to re-admit him. So he was left to take his chances in the village.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, he contracts the plague and spends his last days, watched by the monks in the abbey, in screaming agony and dementia, at the walls of the abbey praying to God and warning the monks that he would see them burn in hell. After he died the sightings began and people who claimed to have seen him, so the legend goes, died an agonising death, not unlike the plague. Anyway these guys tell me that customers are saying they are seeing this character and that bookings are down.
Nice wind-up thinks I as I head to bed, but can't help but think I'm a touch nervous. Anyway, during the night I suddenly woke up with the feeling my heart had stopped beating. A truly horrible experience. Adrenaline was absolutely racing around my body. I decided to go out on to the landing, the room was incredibly hot, to get some fresh air. As soon as I am alone on the landing this glow appears at the end of the corridor, it starts quite small and then suddenly bursts into the shape of this monk and comes, no word of a lie, charging towards me with his mouth open in a screaming fashion and passes right fucking through me. I am screaming like a fucking baby I can tell you.
People now come running out of their rooms and ask what happened. I tell them and explain that I am getting the fuck out of there and I would advise them to do the same. Anyway, this nerdy looking chick starts poking around and says she's not so sure. I wanted to get out ASAP, but she and her friends convinced me to stay another night. I'm pretty loathe, but to be honest she had a cute mate and she didn't seem attached, so I thought what the hell. Frankly I've got the black death already if that's the way it is. So we wait until dark again. I wasn't really up for seeing it again and nor was one her friends, so me and him and his dog went to the kitchen to wait it out and, frankly, eat ourselves stupid. I think the ghost must has sensed me from our previous encounter, as he suddenly appeared. We ran like fuck, no looking back.
At one point the other bloke was flying along on a trolley being pushed by his dog. It was crazy. We couldn't get away from the horror. Open a door and there he was. At one point I was hiding behind a curtain in the dark and thought I was holding the other blokes arm, turns out it's the monk. Fortunately, we found some chefs outfits and dressed up to fool the ghost that we were chefs cooking him a great meal. The other guy put a bow tie on his dog and got him to pretend to be a waiter. It bought us the time we needed and we got away. His 3 friends never even saw the ghost, but when we met up, the nerdy one said she was confident she could stop the hauntings. The other bloke (couldn't be sure now if he was shagging the cute chick) came up with some ridiculous fucking idea involving pulleys and tablecloths tied together. ****. The cute one suggests me, the kitchen dude and the dog attract the monk and then run, luring the ghost into the 'trap'. Thanks a fucking lot I say, but in the interests of a chance shag I agree.
Bizarrely, the other bloke agrees to risk his life for a dog snack, which combined with his penchant for talking to his Great Dane, doesn't exactly inspire me with confidence for my future. Anyway, to cut a long story short, after some bizarre fucking escapades involving glue, pulleys, the dog stuck in a spinning wheelie bin with the monk and the fucking whole ridiculous plan going tits up spectacularly, it finally ends with me, the dog food eating guy, the dog and the monk all trapped inside a chandelier (don't ask). It turns out it was the chef dressing up as a monk, with some help from special effects projection. Apparently he wanted to buy the shithole at a reduced price or something. I never got a sniff of the hot one either, though I think the nerdy was up for it.
Crazy, but true.
Patientman63
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Oldhamblue................Rooby Rooby Dooo!!!
You'd have got away with it if it wasn't for those pesky kids....
You'd have got away with it if it wasn't for those pesky kids....
Joycee Banercheck
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ZIKES!!
PMSL, oldhamblue!
PMSL, oldhamblue!