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GHOSTS, SPIRITS, AND HAUNTINGS
I THOUGHT MY LIFE WAS OVER FOR SURE
I was taking the trash out the other night, I discovered that if I do it at night I have less people looking and poking fun at me. I am not a normal looking young man. I have a disease that makes my skin funny colors. Well, anyway, I was taking the trash out the other night when I saw this guy watching me from behing the fence next door. I am kinda used to being watched from behind fences, but this was different. I had a wierd feeling from this guy. After I dumped the trash I turned to him and said,"Nice evening, isn't it?" He didn't say anything, so I ignored him and reentered my own yard and went inside. A couple nights later, last night actually, I took the trash out again. And wouldn't you know it, there was the same guy, in the same place, with the same clothes on. This time, after I dumped the trash I walked over to the guy to ask him if he was just curious about my skin or what. When I approached the fence I got the eeriest feeling ever. The closer I got the more butterflies began to flutter in my stomach. I started to turn and run when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the man watching me was not a man at all. He was a ghost!!! I screeched like a mouse being strangled, then calmed down enough to turn and face the apparition. When I turned he smiled. I asked him, "What do you want from me?" I thought that would be the right thing to say, cause I was tought that ghosts only appear when they need your help. Boy was I wrong. The ghost reached out and grabbed my arm!!! Do you believe that? It really happened. I started screeching, this time like a cockatoo caught in the door. I don't know what happened next, cause I passed out for probably 6 minutes or so. But when I came to, I was hanging, by my feet, from the tree in the neighbor's yard. I thought for sure I was a goner. Then the ghost started laughing. I thought to myself, "This isn't funny, I hate heights." Then I saw why the ghost was laughtin. I wasn't really hanging by my feet from a tree, I was floating in the pool, and the tree I saw was just a reflection. After my realization, I started to sink. Then the most amazing thing happened, the ghost pulled me up by the hand so that I was standing on the bottom of the pool. He wasn't going to kill me after all. When I climbed out of the pool and looked for the ghost, he was nowhere to be found. If I see him watch me the next time I take the trash out, I will try to see if I can get him to talk.
Fred Grimner
New York
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A WORD ON DOPPELGANGERS:
Doppelgangers have eluded the understanding of science for hundreds, maybe even thousands of years. The truth is, if you have a doppelganger you probably should have been a twin. In fact, I have a theory that left-handed people possiby were meant to be twins. But that is not proven, so don't think bad of me for saying it. Doppelgangers have the opposite side of their living counterpart. They could be what one would call their "evil twin". Though not always evil they can be very spirited (pardon the pun) and mischevious. Doppelgangers are the mirror image of their living twin. Not all single twins will experience this phenomenon, but those who do are truly gifted.
(IF YOU HAVE OR HAVE HAD AN EXPERIENCE WITH A DOPPELGANGER I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR YOUR STORY! AS ALWAYS YOU MAKE THE DECISIONS AT TO WHAT WILL APPEAR ON THE SITE. YOU MAY REMAIN ANONYMOUS OR NOT HAVE THE STORY APPEAR ON THE SITE AT ALL. iF YOU JUST WANT TO TELL ME ABOUT IT, BUT NOT THE WHOLE WORLD, IT WILL BE DONE. USE THE EMAIL LINK AT THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE. YOU WILL NOT BE SPAMMED.)
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GRANDMA, MY RESIDENT GHOST
My resident ghost is my grandma. When my little sister and I were kids, we thought she was the meanest grandma in the world. We couldn't play or anything without her yelling at us to keep her house clean. She liked her house to be spotless at all times. We didn't like going to her house, much. Grandma died 13 years ago. Now I have a wife and two kids, a boy and a girl. We recently moved into grandma's house. It didn't take long for grandma to make her presence known. When we had just moved in there were boxes and packing materials everywhere when we went to bed one night, and when we awoke the next morning, it was all put up, folded, placed in trashcans, wherever the things needed to be. Grandma unpacked for us! It was unbelievable. Grandma makes sure the kids pick up after themselves, and helps my wife and I keep everything else in order. Grandma wants to make sure her house stays in the same shape it was in when I was a kid. Someday my grandchildren will be living here with grandma and that makes me happy. I love my grandma.
Anonymous
Arkansas
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