
Rush Job wrote:Been some strange goings on round my gaff recently, things gettin lost then just turnin up wierd noises etc then last night ( and i kid you not ) i saw a shadowy figure moving about in my hall, well i dont mind saying iit and froze, not so frighted now though more interested so i thought id open a paranormal thread to hear your experences. Should get a laugh if nothing else so come on.
Sabre wrote:The only strange and "serious" thing I ever experienced was the removal of a wart in one finger. I tried to eliminate it with a product sold in pharmacies that burnt the wart. But it kept reappearing. One day, my mom told me that if I told a witch something, whatever, a message to her, then the wart removed. I believed no word of it, but anyhow, I tried, what could it cost to send a message? so I told her that the message was that I hoped she had a long life. 15 days later, the wart dissapeared with no trace. It doesn't mean anything, it's just to state the fact that I tried to burn the wart three times, and then the wart went alone. Was it the witch? was it my suggestion? was it the burning liquid that worked later on? I don't know but it's the only strange thing in my life.
Rush Job wrote:Been some strange goings on round my gaff recently, things gettin lost then just turnin up wierd noises etc then last night ( and i kid you not ) i saw a shadowy figure moving about in my hall
Guido the Killer Pimp wrote:Rush Job wrote:Been some strange goings on round my gaff recently, things gettin lost then just turnin up wierd noises etc then last night ( and i kid you not ) i saw a shadowy figure moving about in my hall
that'll be the booze then
neil wrote:It was about quart to 4 in the morning, I was suddenly awake, no noise only silence but somethin must have disturbed me, I just dont wake up at that time for no reason. I heard the fridge open in the kitchen downstairs but theres only the missus and the baby at home tonight and I can hear both of them breathing in their sleep, "fuc4in idiot" I thought to myself, "next doors fridge!". I needed a drink of cold milk, as much to reasssure myself as to quench my thirst. I headed downstairs, I heard somethin, nothing specific just movement "ffs" I muttered, but still felt really spooked. I reached the kitchen and nervously peered around the door, and there she was, the headless old woman ghost makin a cup of tea with my fuc4in milk
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