I loooove Taps, lol….a long time ago I was in an empty old trailer in the back of my parents property and I swear I heard something hiss at me in my ear! It scared the hell out of me, lol
At this house I lived in a long time ago, yes. People (including me) would see shadows move across the windows at night, blocking the light.
Stuff would get moved around, things knocked off the bookshelves like pictures in the middle of the night. When I was home by myself, a toy from room across from mine (the doors are always kept open) was literally tossed into my room when I was sitting at the computer.
I heard it hit the floor and turned around and saw it bounce. Nobody was home. I looked everywhere.
But I wouldn’t expect anybody to believe any of that, unless they saw it for themselves. I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t been there myself.
My bff lived in a 150 yr. old home, and her grandpa died in the house. On a hot summer day, we decided to go up in her attic to have a seance to try and get in touch with him. We lit about 8 candles, held hands, and asked that he make himself known to us. Now, mind you, the attic was stifling hot, and no windows were open. Out of no where, a cold breeze blew all the candles out, and the hair stood up on the backs of our necks. Needless to say, we did not stick around to see what was coming. I’ll never forget that day.
sometimes, i hear voice telling me of the things that are going to happensometimes in my dream, and i do expirienced that voice was telling me the name of the person that gets into my mind, and that friend or relatives and somebody i know is going to meet an accident or die.
In the house I grew up in (we bought it new, so no previous owners), I always felt creepy in the downstairs family room. One night I was down there by myself reading or drawing or something, and I looked over towards the staircase. I saw a face grinning at me through the bannister railings. I thought it was my brother, so I yelled at him to get lost. My dad called back that my brother was up there with them. As I looked at that face, it vanished. I hightailed it out of that family room and never sat down there alone again. Even my dog was afraid of being down there.
I also stayed in a friend’s apartment over the summer one year while I was in college. One night I was there alone, and i couldn’t settle down. I had rented 2 movies, Excalibur and 101 Dalmatians. I tried to watch Excalibur, but I just kept feeling really creeped out, so I put in the Disney movie. Even that scared me. So I went over to the keyboard and played some music. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a towel that had been draped over the back of a chair just fly off and land about 6 feet away. I panicked and left the apartment. i ran into my roommate downtown and told her what had happened. She said, “Oh, yeah, the place is haunted, but the spirits won’t hurt you.”
At summer 2003 I saw something at Zakho / Iraq when I patrol with my buddy .. just a regular day, we patrolling around of our battalion when my guys handle the things.
I saw him a corner .. A middle sized guy, mid 30′s .. light brown skin, short black hair, black moustache, fit body, no scars and/or marks at his face or neck.
A Sardonic face, small ears. he looks like “semitic” , can say “handsome” about him.
He was wear a short tunic ( kind of ) dust color and same colour legs. dark brown abdominal belt and kind of short boots. ( cloth I’d guess ) He looks like bit weird, like door-to-door bible sellers for first view.
But he had a weapon, a old one .. ( after years later I search his rifle and I found what was it .. a single action lee-enfield. ) He stand almost 15 meter far from me with that rifle, that’s why I yell him “leave your weapon, down .. on your knees .. show me your hands” .. like this. As usual .. u know.
He act like he doesn’t heared me, when he do nothing .. my buddy repeat the order after me .. when he yelled him .. again and loudly ; he hear us and he turns his head for look to us .. when he turns his face to our direction I feel something huge .. a fear.
I never feel some kind of fear before.
A fear who can vaporise your testic@ls, kind of mindless panic .. brain locker , your blood turns to ice on your veins when he look at you.
Wild and pure hate .. I fired my rifle to him, to simply kill him .. a burst, 3 bullet with single action .. but nothing happens, he stand close to me but I couldn’t shoot him. Miss? I really don’t think so ..
When I saw he still stand ; I yell my buddy with panic “do something @sshole” or that kind of thing and he fired when I yell him , I join him with shaken hands and I burst 4 time more to him .. nothing happen .. again.
He smile to us .. just a smile.
All think run away with huge panic, he can erase all of my courage with a single smile .. I kept running until reach our guys side.
After that when I found my battalion , I stay close with them .. I couldn’t tell them what was happen there for an hour .. when I tell our story my buddy refuse to say something about whats happen at there, he stay on ground with deep silent.
I fired 15 bullet to him from 45 feet but I can’t shot him, not even single scar .. also my buddy fired him too with same resault .. just nothing.
I wasn’t a “green” when we meet him at zakho, was been several battlefields before him, all I can said about this 5 burst and 0 hit .. That´s ridiculous!
He wasn’t a human .. he can’t be.
After years I still can remember that fear, cold .. brutal fear.
What was it? I’m not sure .. all I know he wasn’t Good One.
Just a day after my vehicle hit by a remote control bomb and I wounded badly .. after 1,5 year and more than 5 surgery I’ll learn walking again.
Sounds a curse to me ..
I build a new life, new career a family but I still don’t know any more about him .. honest I don’t wanna see him again, one time more than enough.
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Rumpelstilzchen.
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Hmm… something tells me it might be a good idea to rekindle my faith to it’s former strength…
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sweet
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I loooove Taps, lol….a long time ago I was in an empty old trailer in the back of my parents property and I swear I heard something hiss at me in my ear! It scared the hell out of me, lol
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peanutbuttar
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At this house I lived in a long time ago, yes. People (including me) would see shadows move across the windows at night, blocking the light.
Stuff would get moved around, things knocked off the bookshelves like pictures in the middle of the night. When I was home by myself, a toy from room across from mine (the doors are always kept open) was literally tossed into my room when I was sitting at the computer.
I heard it hit the floor and turned around and saw it bounce. Nobody was home. I looked everywhere.
But I wouldn’t expect anybody to believe any of that, unless they saw it for themselves. I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t been there myself.
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Lisa D
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My bff lived in a 150 yr. old home, and her grandpa died in the house. On a hot summer day, we decided to go up in her attic to have a seance to try and get in touch with him. We lit about 8 candles, held hands, and asked that he make himself known to us. Now, mind you, the attic was stifling hot, and no windows were open. Out of no where, a cold breeze blew all the candles out, and the hair stood up on the backs of our necks. Needless to say, we did not stick around to see what was coming. I’ll never forget that day.
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nomokomoyo
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sometimes, i hear voice telling me of the things that are going to happensometimes in my dream, and i do expirienced that voice was telling me the name of the person that gets into my mind, and that friend or relatives and somebody i know is going to meet an accident or die.
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Starfall
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In the house I grew up in (we bought it new, so no previous owners), I always felt creepy in the downstairs family room. One night I was down there by myself reading or drawing or something, and I looked over towards the staircase. I saw a face grinning at me through the bannister railings. I thought it was my brother, so I yelled at him to get lost. My dad called back that my brother was up there with them. As I looked at that face, it vanished. I hightailed it out of that family room and never sat down there alone again. Even my dog was afraid of being down there.
I also stayed in a friend’s apartment over the summer one year while I was in college. One night I was there alone, and i couldn’t settle down. I had rented 2 movies, Excalibur and 101 Dalmatians. I tried to watch Excalibur, but I just kept feeling really creeped out, so I put in the Disney movie. Even that scared me. So I went over to the keyboard and played some music. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a towel that had been draped over the back of a chair just fly off and land about 6 feet away. I panicked and left the apartment. i ran into my roommate downtown and told her what had happened. She said, “Oh, yeah, the place is haunted, but the spirits won’t hurt you.”
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kaanyagizer
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At summer 2003 I saw something at Zakho / Iraq when I patrol with my buddy .. just a regular day, we patrolling around of our battalion when my guys handle the things.
I saw him a corner .. A middle sized guy, mid 30′s .. light brown skin, short black hair, black moustache, fit body, no scars and/or marks at his face or neck.
A Sardonic face, small ears. he looks like “semitic” , can say “handsome” about him.
He was wear a short tunic ( kind of ) dust color and same colour legs. dark brown abdominal belt and kind of short boots. ( cloth I’d guess ) He looks like bit weird, like door-to-door bible sellers for first view.
But he had a weapon, a old one .. ( after years later I search his rifle and I found what was it .. a single action lee-enfield. ) He stand almost 15 meter far from me with that rifle, that’s why I yell him “leave your weapon, down .. on your knees .. show me your hands” .. like this. As usual .. u know.
He act like he doesn’t heared me, when he do nothing .. my buddy repeat the order after me .. when he yelled him .. again and loudly ; he hear us and he turns his head for look to us .. when he turns his face to our direction I feel something huge .. a fear.
I never feel some kind of fear before.
A fear who can vaporise your testic@ls, kind of mindless panic .. brain locker , your blood turns to ice on your veins when he look at you.
Wild and pure hate .. I fired my rifle to him, to simply kill him .. a burst, 3 bullet with single action .. but nothing happens, he stand close to me but I couldn’t shoot him. Miss? I really don’t think so ..
When I saw he still stand ; I yell my buddy with panic “do something @sshole” or that kind of thing and he fired when I yell him , I join him with shaken hands and I burst 4 time more to him .. nothing happen .. again.
He smile to us .. just a smile.
All think run away with huge panic, he can erase all of my courage with a single smile .. I kept running until reach our guys side.
After that when I found my battalion , I stay close with them .. I couldn’t tell them what was happen there for an hour .. when I tell our story my buddy refuse to say something about whats happen at there, he stay on ground with deep silent.
I fired 15 bullet to him from 45 feet but I can’t shot him, not even single scar .. also my buddy fired him too with same resault .. just nothing.
I wasn’t a “green” when we meet him at zakho, was been several battlefields before him, all I can said about this 5 burst and 0 hit .. That´s ridiculous!
He wasn’t a human .. he can’t be.
After years I still can remember that fear, cold .. brutal fear.
What was it? I’m not sure .. all I know he wasn’t Good One.
Just a day after my vehicle hit by a remote control bomb and I wounded badly .. after 1,5 year and more than 5 surgery I’ll learn walking again.
Sounds a curse to me ..
I build a new life, new career a family but I still don’t know any more about him .. honest I don’t wanna see him again, one time more than enough.