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Actually, “continued next week” isn’t quite right. We’ll take a brief detour, and hopefully get back to this story in two weeks.
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Daily Dumms for Everyones!
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Actually, “continued next week” isn’t quite right. We’ll take a brief detour, and hopefully get back to this story in two weeks.
As long as you bring back that sexy curvy holly I’m cool wit dat
Onion Puss, is that you?
The idea of being in a lockdown with my tummy exposed like Priscilla, gives me the heebie jeebies. What if a ghost tickled my bellybutton? Arrgh! The girl’s got nerve.
Hey, folks. These last few weeks, commenters here have been telling their personal ghost stories, and also talking about ghost shows, ghost theories, etc. So if you missed it, go back and read all that, and continue the conversation here! (of course, we could also talk about comics)
Ain’t really much of a “ghost story” since it was brief, but it still spooked me.
A couple of weeks back, I was up late reading webcomics (insomnia isn’t very fun and you run outta things to do). My cat was fast asleep beside me and the door was shut but at about 4 in the morning, I heard a pretty loud “SSSHHKKK” noise and in my peripherals (I was focused on my laptop screen at the time) I saw a human-sized shadow zip across my room from the door to the opposite wall and then vanish. It startled me but I was just about to dismiss it as my imagination except for ONE thing: My cat had heard the noise too because it was wide awake now and staring at the wall where the shadow vanished! It’s fur was all puffy and threatening so it must’ve felt just as uneasy as I did. I didn’t sleep at all that night!
Cool! Like I said last week, it’s usually pretty easy to write off things like this as tricks of the mind, tricks of vision, etc. Especially at 4 in the morning. But when you have TWO witnesses, it’s a whole ‘nother thing! (and I think the kitty counts)
I experienced something like this, too. At night I was sitting in my bed reading webcomics and then suddenly I heard a loud noise like “SSSHHHKKK”. I was pretty scared, because I didn’t knew where it came from. About five minutes later there was this noise again and again. But when I really noticed it, the noise disappeared.
Well, later I found out it was my own breath making this noise. I had a cold and I had a runny nose so I was breathing through my mouth and at night in the dark this sound seemed to be louder than usual. I was pretty relieved.
Oh Onion Puss, you little creep.
For most of my life, I lived in a house in a rural community, up ’till I was about 18. The house was about a four minute walk from the parish cemetary, which was across the road and you could totally see from the windows on one side of the house. Twice while in that house, while I was in High School, I saw a weird, cloud-like thing. It was like a fluffy, dense mist that would kind of hover in the air. One time, I saw it when I went down into our basement. It was an unfinished basement, we used it to store wood for our wood furnace, as well it had the usual water heater and deep freeze. Anyway, it had these adjustable metal poles that were supports that helped to hold up the upper floors. I was headed to the freezer to get some chicken nuggets, and I turned to the side and saw this three or four foot tall, approximately foot to foot and a half wide fluffy cloud thing. And then it soundlessly slid to the side, dissappearing behind one of those round metal support columns – like bugs bunny dissappearing behind a pole in loony tunes. The second time I saw one, I had just finished having a shower one afternoon, still plently bright outside and inside the house, and as I went down the hall from the washroom to my room, I saw that same pillar of fluffy cloud sitting on top of my bed. It then slid away from me to the edge of my bed, then went straight down either beneath by bed or into the floor (my bedroom was on the second floor of our house) Those are my only real encounters with wierd stuff I can’t explain – with the exception of the shadow that was cast by nothing I could observe, and the one time I saw a flying object I could not identify that vanished before my eyes.
Weeeird.
I forget if it’s already been mentioned, but if you like these kinda stories check out http://bitey.com/category/stories/
Maaannn Onion Puss is a creep. XD
Yes, but he’s OUR creep. I’m still rooting for him.
Okay, everybody. As usual, thanks for looking in, and as usual, see you back here next time!