This is an account of what happened to myself and others. I have no proof or evidence to back up what I say so make of this what you will. First of all I am not a writer so spelling and punctuation is going to be all over the place.
I am a 37 year old male from Australia. I am a machinist by trade and have been working in heavy industry for 20 years. I have worked in many mining towns over the country and currently run a machine shop that builds drill rigs, our company drills for minerals in six countries. I'm telling you this so you understand that I'm a very grounded, responsible man who is not easily rattled. As I say I run a machine shop in a very hard industry that a lot of people cant cope with. I am writing this mainly because I've told only one person about this and I tend to stay clear of this particular subject so again make of it what you will.
About seven years ago my younger brother (by eight years) moved into a large apartment/flat with a guy he grew up with and another guy and his girlfriend who I'd only known for about six months. The flat had three bedrooms and was on the third floor of a five story complex, it was about a 15 minute walk to the beach in a well known suburb so the first time I visited him I was reasonably impressed and happy that he had a decent place to live as we were all originally from a poorer suburb.
I visited the next week and the girl (I don't want to use names) was telling us about her hair being touched or pulled, I cant remember the exact details as we were drinking and smoking pot not to excess but just a normal get together and just blamed the weed had a laugh and didn't say anymore about it.
Two weeks later I got a call from my brother asking if I would come around to help move furniture with my car, it was a ford Ute or pick up. When I arrived he told me that the girl had moved out the previous night. I asked why and he said something about an argument with her boyfriend. She said someone was touching her stuff, things going missing and she was also pissed because he didn't believe her about her hair being touched or pulled. But we didn't know that until later we just thought it was a standard break up.
A week later the boyfriend moved out to be with a girlfriend and another person who is a close friend moved in so my car was needed once again to move furniture. About two weeks later I visited again and we had some drinks went to the beach and later that evening friend 'A' started telling me that he'd seen something on more than one occasion. Because we were drinking I thought he was having a bit of a joke but he swore blind he saw something like an outline of a shadow or something like that. I think he then said "like in Predator when its invisible its blurry when it moves." I laughed and called him a dick head and told him its probably headlights from traffic as they were on a busy road. He said I was probably right and nothing more was said about it.
I was back a week later and the subject came up again. Now friend 'A' is swearing blind he saw something again so I started laughing at him again telling him to lay off the weed. Then friend 'B' said he thinks he saw something also. I didn't believe them and thought they were having a laugh at my expense. I told them again about car headlights bouncing off signs and reflecting through the window so he then got me to follow him to his room. He had aluminum foil on the window of his room and a fabric snake that stopped light getting in under the gap between the door and the floor it was completely dark. Then they both told me they had been sitting in that room a night or two before and saw something. I said bullshit because I was older than them and thought there must be a logical reason so they asked me to sit in the room with them that night. As I had to work I couldn't but set it up for the weekend.
There were about eight people the night I went back and my brother told me he had seen it also. My brother didn't believe them so agreed to sit in the room with them. He told me the three of them were sitting either side of bed one in bed smoking pot waiting to see something. He said friend 'A' yelled "there it is" and he swears he saw something. I asked what they did and he told me they started asking it to come back offering it bongs asking it to lift things up basically annoying it according to my brother and his friends, nothing happened they got bored and went back to what they were doing. This happened two nights before I was there.
So this is what I saw there were four of us one on the bed the others on either side. I was on the left my brother to my left and friend 'B' on the right. We started calling at whatever they saw calling it names telling it to do something and nothing happened so we sat there talking between ourselves and taunting it for about a hour, then friend 'A' handed me a joint (I had not smoked weed that day) and he lay back down on the bed. I asked for a light, my brother to my left carries a Zippo and as he lit it the bed moved like some one was getting in or out of the bed really fast sort of jumping. I felt it because I was turned with my back against the bed. Anyway I lit the joint, looked up at my brother and saw a look I've never seen before on his face. I turned to the bed to see what he was looking at and the bed jumped again. I saw friend 'A' get pushed into the bed and held down. You could see him sinking into the mattress. I jumped up in a panic and screamed at my brother to turn on the light as he was closest to the door. He just stood there lighter still on. The guy on the bed started making choking sounds and the guy on the right was trying to get him up. He yelled at me to help so I grabbed him by the arm. I could feel something pushing him down (I saw him the next day and he had bruises around his neck) .
Meanwhile my brother burnt his thumb from the lighter, ran to the light switch, turned it on and the thing let go. We all ran as fast as we could to the car park. Friend 'A' was ok, shaken up but not hurt. None of us wanted to step foot in there again but we left our keys, wallets and money so all of us had to go back. Nothing happened and my brother and I went back the next day to pick up his stuff, again nothing happened but I was scared to death. We never really talked about we decided it wasn't worth the ridicule when people asked why they moved out they said they were evicted for noise. I've still never seen a ghost and don't really want to. I don't claim to know anything about this subject but whatever it was knew exactly what it was doing.
Written by Boris, Copyright 2009
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Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
I Was Fined for Hopping on a Cow
My name is Laquisha and the following story is one of my past experiences. On a cool night back in California, I was sitting on a beach. As I looked out into the ocean, a thick cloud of fog rolled in, blocking my vision from anything near me. Then I heard the voice of a child whispering my name.
I looked everywhere trying to find the child who was lost in the fog. Then, the fog thinned enough for me to see a pale, sickly child crawling towards me. He lifted his head and stared at me for a moment before getting to his feet. He slowly stepped closer to me with his hand stretched toward me calling my name once again.
I quickly turned the other way and made a mad dash toward the city. But then, my asthma kicked in and I could run no further. Then I realized I was suddenly near a bunch of cattle. I sighed, "Wheeeoooww. I think I lost him." So I hopped on a cow and dashed towards the city because I couldn't breath.
I went to the nearest police station and told them of my experience. They thought I was on drugs and kept me there for testing. Turns out I wasn't on any drugs so they couldn't keep me there, but they gave me a big fine for taking a cow.
To this day, I still don't know what I saw on that beach: Was it really a ghost, or was is just some creepy kid that needed my help in the fog? The world may never know...
Written by Laquisha, Copyright 2009
I looked everywhere trying to find the child who was lost in the fog. Then, the fog thinned enough for me to see a pale, sickly child crawling towards me. He lifted his head and stared at me for a moment before getting to his feet. He slowly stepped closer to me with his hand stretched toward me calling my name once again.
I quickly turned the other way and made a mad dash toward the city. But then, my asthma kicked in and I could run no further. Then I realized I was suddenly near a bunch of cattle. I sighed, "Wheeeoooww. I think I lost him." So I hopped on a cow and dashed towards the city because I couldn't breath.
I went to the nearest police station and told them of my experience. They thought I was on drugs and kept me there for testing. Turns out I wasn't on any drugs so they couldn't keep me there, but they gave me a big fine for taking a cow.
To this day, I still don't know what I saw on that beach: Was it really a ghost, or was is just some creepy kid that needed my help in the fog? The world may never know...
Written by Laquisha, Copyright 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The Riverboat And A Ghost Of The Future
This happened some years ago, actually, it was something like eight months. Maybe six. I was on a riverboat heading down the Mighty Mississippi. I used to work for the riverboat, my job was to untie the ropes at the dock. I was not, ever, to forget to untie the ropes before we set out. It was very important I untie the ropes.
We had been in the Kentucky area, near Louisville. When we saw a shimmering light on the river bank. AHOY! I shouted. This upset Preston, who was in charge of the boat. He said, "If you keep yelling at the homeless people on the side of the river you will get the chance to meet them more personally." By that he meant I would lose my job. I remember him saying that because he was right in my face, really angry like. He told me to go clean the helm, which is where he drives the boat.
I started to do that but I accidentally spilt hot chocolate all over what he calls "really expensive equipment, important for driving the boat." Well that was it. He put me on a smaller boat and pushed it away, towards the river bank. He said to stay there for the night and he would be returning tomorrow. If I had learned my lesson I would be allowed back on the boat.
Once I got to land I started walking around when all of the sudden I heard a voice say, "Young man, your outrageous entrance unto this land has appeased the gods! They smile on you this evening!" Neat, I replied, I asked the man if I could join him. He said of course, and we sat, and had beans and hot dogs together. The man had long tangled hair, and a beard that looked like a beard a Viking would have.
The man told me of all sorts of things to come. Computer enhanced microwaves, elevators that are remote controlled, electronic human beings beamed from anywhere to anywhere on Earth! I was amazed, how could anyone know so much about electronics? I asked if he knew more and boy did he! He went on about the mountain people and how they have no sense of manners, he spoke of wild animals that human beings have yet to see. He even spoke about events that were not so far away. Events like the National Election. The one with the presidents. He said it would come down to two men, and one of them would win, because there cannot, and must not be two. I was amazed. And just like that, he fell into a deep sleep.
I noticed my john boat was sort of floating away into the river, and I knew Preston would be upset if I lost that, so I swam out to get it. It was then I saw a light! It was Preston! He said he couldn't leave me there all night, and he was sorry! I told him about the ghost of the future I saw, and all the things he told me. Preston's friendly attitude went away very quickly. He said he would be stopping at the next town and that it was very important I find a hotel and then a bus station the next day.
Thank You For Listening.
Sent in by Jordan Hancock, Copyright 2009
We had been in the Kentucky area, near Louisville. When we saw a shimmering light on the river bank. AHOY! I shouted. This upset Preston, who was in charge of the boat. He said, "If you keep yelling at the homeless people on the side of the river you will get the chance to meet them more personally." By that he meant I would lose my job. I remember him saying that because he was right in my face, really angry like. He told me to go clean the helm, which is where he drives the boat.
I started to do that but I accidentally spilt hot chocolate all over what he calls "really expensive equipment, important for driving the boat." Well that was it. He put me on a smaller boat and pushed it away, towards the river bank. He said to stay there for the night and he would be returning tomorrow. If I had learned my lesson I would be allowed back on the boat.
Once I got to land I started walking around when all of the sudden I heard a voice say, "Young man, your outrageous entrance unto this land has appeased the gods! They smile on you this evening!" Neat, I replied, I asked the man if I could join him. He said of course, and we sat, and had beans and hot dogs together. The man had long tangled hair, and a beard that looked like a beard a Viking would have.
The man told me of all sorts of things to come. Computer enhanced microwaves, elevators that are remote controlled, electronic human beings beamed from anywhere to anywhere on Earth! I was amazed, how could anyone know so much about electronics? I asked if he knew more and boy did he! He went on about the mountain people and how they have no sense of manners, he spoke of wild animals that human beings have yet to see. He even spoke about events that were not so far away. Events like the National Election. The one with the presidents. He said it would come down to two men, and one of them would win, because there cannot, and must not be two. I was amazed. And just like that, he fell into a deep sleep.
I noticed my john boat was sort of floating away into the river, and I knew Preston would be upset if I lost that, so I swam out to get it. It was then I saw a light! It was Preston! He said he couldn't leave me there all night, and he was sorry! I told him about the ghost of the future I saw, and all the things he told me. Preston's friendly attitude went away very quickly. He said he would be stopping at the next town and that it was very important I find a hotel and then a bus station the next day.
Thank You For Listening.
Sent in by Jordan Hancock, Copyright 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Haunted Crack Shack
Well I moved in to this tiny house with my mom her boyfriend and our three cats. Well when we first got there the bathroom light would always shut off by itself and flicker every time it was on, we figured it was just the old house.
Our house used to be a crack house (people who sold, did and made crack) and I heard that someone overdosed in there. But nothing really happened (besides the bathroom light) until maybe about eight months after we moved in. I was sitting at the computer and my mom and her boyfriend were in their room with the door closed. Now the computer is far away from their room so when I was sitting talking to people when we all heard a big bang and my mom and ray come out of their room and ask me I just kicked their door open, I said no I didn't I was sitting at the computer. They didn't think to much about it but it got me thinking. so after that nothing happened (besides for the bathroom light).
Now I've been seeing Shane for nine months (tomorrow) and his house is haunted.. but that's for another time. and he really believes in ghosts and is as interested as I am. Whenever he comes to my house (which is when no one is home cause Ray doesn't like him) we always hear footsteps like Ray is walking around (Ray is a big guy and stomps around a lot and makes my mirror shake). This one time we were getting high when we heard and felt the foot steps. It sounded like it came from the front and just stopped before my room so we went to look out, I was looking towards the front door when I felt Shane grab me and he was shaking, he told me he saw a shadow move in to the kitchen from the front, I told him it was probably just one of our shadows but he said our shadows weren't moving and I thought about it and he was right.
Whenever I go to bed I always get this creepy feeling that someone is watching me. One night I looked and my room is pitch black at night and when I looked I saw this figure darker then my room standing at the end of my bed I got so freaked I just went under the covers.
We have a dog now and he spoil him, we brought him this squeaky toy and I put it on the black end table in the living room, I was sitting and watching TV when all of a sudden it just flew off the table. I saw it with my very own eyes.
One time I was doing the dishes when I heard the front door open then slam I thought someone was home then I heard my dog barking, when I heard my mom's voice say "Oh Hi Lucky, Hey My Boy" and so I thought she was home I went to go check and lucky was barking at nothing and no one was there. there is way more but my class is over. I shall write more later.
Written by Paige, Copyright 2009 Willard E Hughes Jr.
Our house used to be a crack house (people who sold, did and made crack) and I heard that someone overdosed in there. But nothing really happened (besides the bathroom light) until maybe about eight months after we moved in. I was sitting at the computer and my mom and her boyfriend were in their room with the door closed. Now the computer is far away from their room so when I was sitting talking to people when we all heard a big bang and my mom and ray come out of their room and ask me I just kicked their door open, I said no I didn't I was sitting at the computer. They didn't think to much about it but it got me thinking. so after that nothing happened (besides for the bathroom light).
Now I've been seeing Shane for nine months (tomorrow) and his house is haunted.. but that's for another time. and he really believes in ghosts and is as interested as I am. Whenever he comes to my house (which is when no one is home cause Ray doesn't like him) we always hear footsteps like Ray is walking around (Ray is a big guy and stomps around a lot and makes my mirror shake). This one time we were getting high when we heard and felt the foot steps. It sounded like it came from the front and just stopped before my room so we went to look out, I was looking towards the front door when I felt Shane grab me and he was shaking, he told me he saw a shadow move in to the kitchen from the front, I told him it was probably just one of our shadows but he said our shadows weren't moving and I thought about it and he was right.
Whenever I go to bed I always get this creepy feeling that someone is watching me. One night I looked and my room is pitch black at night and when I looked I saw this figure darker then my room standing at the end of my bed I got so freaked I just went under the covers.
We have a dog now and he spoil him, we brought him this squeaky toy and I put it on the black end table in the living room, I was sitting and watching TV when all of a sudden it just flew off the table. I saw it with my very own eyes.
One time I was doing the dishes when I heard the front door open then slam I thought someone was home then I heard my dog barking, when I heard my mom's voice say "Oh Hi Lucky, Hey My Boy" and so I thought she was home I went to go check and lucky was barking at nothing and no one was there. there is way more but my class is over. I shall write more later.
Written by Paige, Copyright 2009 Willard E Hughes Jr.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Mannequin Massacre
You know mannequins... those things that stand still like statues and advertise a specific clothing or thing... yeah of course you do! But there are things about mannequins that you should never forget. My name is Samantha and I am the president of Paranormal Literature Organization, and this is my story:
One day I was in RFC mall (only found in my country) when I saw this cute top and shorty shorts on this mannequin...it looked good on the mannequin but the only problem is that the mannequin was bald. All the mannequins were bald. I called my mom and chuckled "hey mom look, bald children! Bald!"
I was now laughing hard and kept teasing the mannequin. "Hey kid," I said to it "you mind if I borrow your beachball? Or better yet may I borrow your head? It's like a beachball anyway!It's so smooth and bald!" I kept laughing and teasing the mannequin. and when it was time to go home I said to the mannequin "Bye kid! Enjoy your bald life! Next time I go here, I want to see hair! Not a beachball for a head" I laughed and followed my mom out and to home.
You gotta admit, I was pretty rude and mean. If the mannequin was a real bald girl, It would have cried and yelled. I was a mean girl. But I just can't help it... that time.... it looked really funny.
That night I was about to sleep when I saw a strange smoky figure out my window. I just ignored it and the next morning, I heard the news that someone robbed the mall and one of the mannequins were gone! Wow!
I went there and saw that the mannequin that was stolen was the one I was teasing the other day. And I saw a girl, a REALLY PRETTY GIRL. With silky hair and hazelnut eyes. Her skin was pale, but in a good way cause it suited her. She was like a doll. She reminded me of someone or something, I just can't place what or who. She wore this cute new yellow top with frilly sleeves and pants with gem designs. My gosh was she pretty.
She asked me the most peculiar question "Do you like my hair?" but I had to answer her "yes! it's pretty! It really is!" then I went to the other aisle and she disappeared. And I whispered to myself "what a peculiar pretty girl!"
The next day I went there again, hoping to find Miss Perfectly Pretty there. But I didn't see her. Instead, I saw the mannequin. The mannequin with her brown nut eyes and pale skin... and wait a minute... something was different about her... she had hair... she looked exactly like that pretty girl who greeted me the other day with a peculiar question... then I grabbed the hair... hoping it was a wig.... it didn't come off... then... I saw this note in the pouch she was holding... a note saying:
"Do You like my hair now?"
PS: You can have the beachball... just don't tease me again.
I ran away from that mannequin and I come back there only when I am in need to shop.... but I keep clear of all the mannequins and I never tease them... even though they really look funny being bald and all.... Sorry miss mannequin.... ever since that day, the mannequin disappears at night and it's hair changes.... freaky.
This really isn't that scary but if you were in my place...and see the mannequin there with different hair everyday...whoah..... that mannequin is FREAKY
By Samantha Jones, Copyright 2009
One day I was in RFC mall (only found in my country) when I saw this cute top and shorty shorts on this mannequin...it looked good on the mannequin but the only problem is that the mannequin was bald. All the mannequins were bald. I called my mom and chuckled "hey mom look, bald children! Bald!"
I was now laughing hard and kept teasing the mannequin. "Hey kid," I said to it "you mind if I borrow your beachball? Or better yet may I borrow your head? It's like a beachball anyway!It's so smooth and bald!" I kept laughing and teasing the mannequin. and when it was time to go home I said to the mannequin "Bye kid! Enjoy your bald life! Next time I go here, I want to see hair! Not a beachball for a head" I laughed and followed my mom out and to home.
You gotta admit, I was pretty rude and mean. If the mannequin was a real bald girl, It would have cried and yelled. I was a mean girl. But I just can't help it... that time.... it looked really funny.
That night I was about to sleep when I saw a strange smoky figure out my window. I just ignored it and the next morning, I heard the news that someone robbed the mall and one of the mannequins were gone! Wow!
I went there and saw that the mannequin that was stolen was the one I was teasing the other day. And I saw a girl, a REALLY PRETTY GIRL. With silky hair and hazelnut eyes. Her skin was pale, but in a good way cause it suited her. She was like a doll. She reminded me of someone or something, I just can't place what or who. She wore this cute new yellow top with frilly sleeves and pants with gem designs. My gosh was she pretty.
She asked me the most peculiar question "Do you like my hair?" but I had to answer her "yes! it's pretty! It really is!" then I went to the other aisle and she disappeared. And I whispered to myself "what a peculiar pretty girl!"
The next day I went there again, hoping to find Miss Perfectly Pretty there. But I didn't see her. Instead, I saw the mannequin. The mannequin with her brown nut eyes and pale skin... and wait a minute... something was different about her... she had hair... she looked exactly like that pretty girl who greeted me the other day with a peculiar question... then I grabbed the hair... hoping it was a wig.... it didn't come off... then... I saw this note in the pouch she was holding... a note saying:
"Do You like my hair now?"
PS: You can have the beachball... just don't tease me again.
I ran away from that mannequin and I come back there only when I am in need to shop.... but I keep clear of all the mannequins and I never tease them... even though they really look funny being bald and all.... Sorry miss mannequin.... ever since that day, the mannequin disappears at night and it's hair changes.... freaky.
This really isn't that scary but if you were in my place...and see the mannequin there with different hair everyday...whoah..... that mannequin is FREAKY
By Samantha Jones, Copyright 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Night Shift: A Wereleno's Tale
This is this story of how I became the Wereleno. It all started when me and my buddies were on a camping trip. It was no ordinary camping trip though, we were going to explore the forest to collect leaves and other things. I had felt pretty good pretty much for the morning and afternoon- but as soon it was getting close to evening and something strange started to happen.
That evening, I had somehow developed superhuman powers and a craving for Doritos, which could only lead to one thing- I was going to turn into a Wereleno tonight. I kept becoming more and more Jay Leno-like each time even speaking like him- it was so weird.
That night after dinner I called out to the other guys..."I'm going to go over to the forest and collect leaves, you stay here" and went off into the forest, it certainly was a most beautiful night in the forest, the sky was clear, the stars were shining and the full moon was shining bright. I decided to relax and have a lay down, then the light of the moon shone ever so brightly on me and that's when I turned from human to Wereleno.....
My ears turned pointed, my canine teeth became cute fangs, my nose turned black, my eyes glow orangeish and my eyebrows went bushy. Soft blackish fur with silver markings began to sprout on the palms of my hands and all over me, my fingernails and toenails became black clawed ones, my hair turned blackish and grew into a long mane, my facial features slowly transformed into those of talk show host/comic Jay Leno including my chin which elongated and stretched and finally turned into his....
"Oh no! I'm turning into a....a....a Wereleno!" I cried as my voice became that of Jay Leno's, I grew 5 ft 11 in height and my body grew into a much larger Jay Leno-like body thus causing my favourite shirt to burst at the seams. I looked at my reflection in the river - I had become a large, jovial, furry Wereleno.
"Holy cow! I look and sound just like Jay Leno. I must be dreaming. Wait a minute! I'm not dreaming, I really have become a Wereleno!" I exclaimed.
I then spent several hours using my new wereleno powers to have fun. I was no longer an ordinary person - I had become the wereleno, something truly majestic and lovable.... it was like a weird dream except it was real. So that is the story behind it all.
This is a true story by the way.
Written by "J.C Shazam", Copyright 2009 D Slone
That evening, I had somehow developed superhuman powers and a craving for Doritos, which could only lead to one thing- I was going to turn into a Wereleno tonight. I kept becoming more and more Jay Leno-like each time even speaking like him- it was so weird.
That night after dinner I called out to the other guys..."I'm going to go over to the forest and collect leaves, you stay here" and went off into the forest, it certainly was a most beautiful night in the forest, the sky was clear, the stars were shining and the full moon was shining bright. I decided to relax and have a lay down, then the light of the moon shone ever so brightly on me and that's when I turned from human to Wereleno.....
My ears turned pointed, my canine teeth became cute fangs, my nose turned black, my eyes glow orangeish and my eyebrows went bushy. Soft blackish fur with silver markings began to sprout on the palms of my hands and all over me, my fingernails and toenails became black clawed ones, my hair turned blackish and grew into a long mane, my facial features slowly transformed into those of talk show host/comic Jay Leno including my chin which elongated and stretched and finally turned into his....
"Oh no! I'm turning into a....a....a Wereleno!" I cried as my voice became that of Jay Leno's, I grew 5 ft 11 in height and my body grew into a much larger Jay Leno-like body thus causing my favourite shirt to burst at the seams. I looked at my reflection in the river - I had become a large, jovial, furry Wereleno.
"Holy cow! I look and sound just like Jay Leno. I must be dreaming. Wait a minute! I'm not dreaming, I really have become a Wereleno!" I exclaimed.
I then spent several hours using my new wereleno powers to have fun. I was no longer an ordinary person - I had become the wereleno, something truly majestic and lovable.... it was like a weird dream except it was real. So that is the story behind it all.
This is a true story by the way.
Written by "J.C Shazam", Copyright 2009 D Slone
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