post em up...heres something that happened to me

i was in my house around midnight i was walking towards my room and i saw a figure move through my room and into my sisters, i walked through my hall and felt a cold chill...i dk what it was...dc

come to find out a week later, the original owner of the house (was built in 1970's) died in my room....needless to say i live in my dads house now...

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that's pretty creepy...




once in a mexican desert. me and a group of other kids were being chased by what seemed to be about 3 or 4 shrieking creatures across a dirt farm field. the chase was given up when we ran across a nearly dried up water channel. all we saw was dark shrieking figures about 3 feet tall chasing after us, one of the most traumatizing experiences of my life. to this day i dont even know where to bein describing what we saw.

prarie dawgs

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hwo did it start?

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"Don't take life so serious you'll never make it out alive"

In the day time?

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we were just walking through the field. we were out in a marble ravine just hanging out and playing. it got dark so we were headed back to town, we got caught in almost pitch black night since it is the desert and there are no lights for miles. the whole distance was like 2 miles. and we were chased for only about 300 yards. i still dont know what to make of it.

One time I was just sleeping in my room, totally normal day/night. Then very suddenly at like 3 or 4am or something, I woke up, wide eyes, heart just pounding like mad, like I had a terrible dream. Then I noticed that I was staring straight at this translucent figure. It had an outline of a normal human, and it was just standing there by my night stand, leering over my bed as if it was watching me. I was completely frozen and in shock from the way I woke up. All I could think to do was just close my eyes and go back to sleep. I figured if it was a ghost, it's not gonna hurt me. I found out months later after watching some ghost show thing on Discovery channel that there are a type of ghost called Watchers. Basically it's said they just wander about "watching" the living as if they are fascinated in it. Pretty much what happened to me.

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Well some of you know im half cuban and half italian. My grandfather and great grandfather both came to america from sicily and they went to New Orleans where the American Mafia originated in the U.S. My great grandfather was loosely connected with some people in the Mafia and when he came over he had trouble making a living for him his wife and 6 kids (fucking europeans) so he got involved with the mob. He ended up making good money through prohibition and bought a colonial plantation home. Eventually he got deported and I dont know the reason why but it had something to do with what he was up to. So then my grandpa got controll of the house and rented it out when he went to NY and eventually moved back to italy to avoid criminal charges as well.

Years pass and he still owns the place and he ends up having three kids back in italy. My dad being one of them and my dad leaves for Cuba and then eventually the U.S. he then ends up getting the colonial home marries my mom and I come around.

So we are living in this peace and ever since I remember me and my cousins were scared shitless of this place. New Orleans is a weird place because its got alot of old world traditions and supersitions mixed in with the new world society. I had a freind named chad and he was cajun his mom used to be into all that swamp magic b.s. and would always tell us ghost stories and shit like that. A couple of times she would almost start on stuff about my house but then would catch herself. So I would be even more scared because I knew there were stories but I didnt know what they were because no one wants to tell the people that live in the house the story because they have to live there.

So I can remember weird shit that I didnt really think much about till I got older. Like there would be no wind and the tall grass in the feilds would be moving like there was people walking through it. There would be no wind though and I remember because I thought it was windy so I tried to fly my kite and it was sucking because there was no wind. When we would wake up at night there would be alot of foot prints all over the house but no one was up and they were all different sizes.

No one would come around the house unless they absolutely had to either which I always thought was because they didnt like us. Then there was this barn that was shut and nailed and no one was ever allowed to go in there. My dad said it was because there was all this farm equipment and crap and he didnt want us fucking with it. We would sneak in any way through a hole in the wall that was big enough for little kids to get through and we would always feel cold as fuck when we were there even on the hottest days and get scared and run out. One day my cousin was covered in scratches when he went in there alone and every one just said that it was when he was climbing out because he was fat.

So eventually they open up the barn because my dad wanted to use it for something and they take out all of the equipment from in there throw it out and then they were trying to build some shit in there but we couldnt get any one localy to build it so he had to hire out of town contractors from the next county. The thing with new orleans is that every one was super supersticious so every one knew all the local tales and shit so no one would fuck with that shit.

Eventually we moved out and I heard ALL of the stories. Supposedly some mother fucker fliped a shit and killed 20 slaves in the barn and they haunted the plantation. I never saw anything directly but there was always little shit that would make me wonder. Supposedly when I was really little I would have an imaginary freind who I told my man was a big black guy. She got scared and thought it was some random pedofile but then they saw me talking to him and no one was there. I dont remember it

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Training Routine

damn thats fucked up....


your one crazy motherfucker...

huh how so lol

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one night while i was in a deep sleep, i woke up all of a sudden. i tried getting up but i couldnt move at all. my body was paralyzed. i couldnt move my neck or anything. i could barely even open my eyes. it felt like someone was sitting on my chest. weird thing is that this shit happened the same week my aunt had passed away.

i think there's a ssuperstition that asian people believe in that when it feels like someone is sitting on your chest while youre sleeping that means someone from the after-life is visiting. im not sure if it was a ghost or anything but it was damn creepy lol.

thats called sleep paralysis and it happens to people all the time. Research it.

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happened to me last night, and when i was little it happened all the time.

its where you wake up in the middle of your REM cycle, one time i sware someone grabbed my back and it scared the shit out of me but i couldnt move

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one night a buddy of mine and i were driving home from the mall on a back ass road along the deleware river. we were in his car just after he got his license. anyway, we were driving home and we got to this one part in the road where it turns right then a sharp left. there are railroad tracks on the left and houses on the right. and what we saw was incredible. we saw a person, but not a normal person...we saw a verry pronounced figure walking across the street right in front of the car. but heres the thing, the figure that we saw was like a human but only from the waist down...no upper body just legs. it was the weirdest thing. it freaked us out so bad. we just looked at each other at the same time in fear, so its not like one of us was imagining it. no, we werent stoned or drunk which almost everyone asked us, we were sober. then i tell someone else my story and they said that there have ben alot of tragic accidents on that road over many years, of people getting hit my trains, and people driving off the cliff into the river...stuff like that. there are these little concrete hut things on the side of the tracks every few miles or so. theyre about 4 feet long, by 4 feet wide, by 6.5 feet tall. i also heard that someone was killed and shoved in one of those little enclosures. im not sure what theyre for though. but that was just one of my ghost experiences. the friend that i was with never believed in ghosts till that night. that had him convinced that they do exist. and i know they do. i have more stories but i just dont feel like typing. there are alot of proven haunted places in my area. my cousin actually used to go to some of them and has some fucked pictures. if you people only saw some of them, youd probably shit. ill try and see if i can get em from her to show you guys.

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yeah ive heard of that too.

i guess thats what happened

yeah it happens to me as well. I got pissed once because my little sisters were in my room and I wanted to bitch at them for being in my room but I couldnt move.

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Training Routine

thats fucked up abotu the ghost figures and railroasd tracks



pics or ban!1!@#!@

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