Ghosts ?

When I was a child I would hear somebody walking up the back stairs....I was old enough to understand the concepts of thermal forces on stuff, so it bugged me...The "noise" was exactly like somebody walking up the first 4 steps. It was always 4, always perfect rhythm for climbing stairs. Freaked me out.

I dunno. I wouldn't rule out the possibility of ghosts existing.

When I was younger I had a playroom where I kept all my toys and books and whatnot. It had a creaky door that would never stay shut. The latch was faulty and like sixty years old so it would just swing open randomly, even if you made sure it was shut tight. The day we moved out of that old farmhouse and into an apartment my dad and uncle were moving my bookshelf out of the room. They had the door propped open with a rock and just as my uncle cleared the threshold with the end of the bookcase the door slammed shut behind him.

My uncle screamed and ran out of the house after dropping the shelf on my dad's foot. He wouldn't go back inside and they never could get the door to open again. Glad that was the last thing they carted out of that room. =P

I get freaked out by ghost stories.

When I was a kid we lived in this old house.  We had a clock on the kitchen wall, and it would randomly just throw itself about twelve feet through the air and crash into the other side of the kitchen.

When I was a kid, I lived in two different creepy old mansions in a small town in Maine called Norridgewock, and nothing strange ever happened, because ghosts don't exist.

When I was a kid, I lived in two different creepy old mansions in a small town in Maine called Norridgewock, and nothing strange ever happened, because ghosts don't exist.

WOAH, EMP WAS LIVING WITH YOU THE WHOLE TIME.

wow, fag point

WOAH, EMP WAS LIVING WITH YOU THE WHOLE TIME.

psst, emp is a ghost

A GHOST IN THE MACHINE

OH SHI

...but then he'd be professing his own non-existence.

When I was a kid we lived in this old house.  We had a clock on the kitchen wall, and it would randomly just throw itself about twelve feet through the air and crash into the other side of the kitchen.

Home Decorating ghost is like "Get this the fuck off of the south wall!  That's a RETARDED place to put this clock!"

"I'm okay with the rest of your home decorating decisions, however."

well what the fuck else is a ghost gonna do? they're like aliens and the loch ness monster. bound and determined not to be proved real.

...but then he'd be professing his own non-existence.

This does happen from time to time.

I don't really believe in ghosts. I wouldn't completely discount it but I definitely don't believe they could really effect us in any way.

I can't remember where I heard it but I remember hearing someone say that there's a period between after you die and before you're born in which you're nowhere. Like you're a ghost.

But they also said you're oblivious to your surroundings.

I don't know.

Yea, you don't know.

I oblivious to my surroundings most of the time as it is.

I've been told by other psychics that I'm "a little psychic" which I believe due to some experiences, and I believe in another supernatural dimension, but ghosts haunting the earth? I have to experience a haunting to believe it.

When I was a kid, I lived in two different creepy old mansions in a small town in Maine called Norridgewock, and nothing strange ever happened, because ghosts don't exist.

Not only was the house I grew up in pretty damn old, but there'd also been a house of some sort on that spot (right on the moors, too) for at least 800 years. And I wanted so badly to see a ghost so I could brag about it to my friends. Nothing.

The old lady who used to live in my house died of lung cancer. Well, actually she was on life support and it was costing like $4000 per day to keep her alive. So her daughters pulled the plug and liquidated her assets before the hospital's billing department got involved.

And my linen closet door won't stay closed...

We don't actually have any old buildings here. The whole town was built after WW2.

We don't actually have any old buildings here. The whole town was built after WW2.

That's because the germans helped you to remodel!

Milton Keynes?

And my linen closet door won't stay closed...

haha, thanks. that line alone made my nipples hard. not in a sexy way. like in a way that makes me think that maybe they are trying to run away from something behind me.

Hard nipples is hard nipples. And thank YOU.

Cold or horny, I'll always pretend you are horny.

Cold or horny, I'll always pretend you are horny.

...even when your flesh is the icy cold of death.

SO HAWT

The idea of ghosts freak me out.
I don't know if I believe in them, however and I have not had any experiences. Thankfully!

Ted Nugent is Visited by the Ghost of Christmas Past

That's because the germans helped you to remodel!

Yay for the War!