This one's been haunting the White House for the last forty years:
BOOGA, BOOGA, BOOGA!
Ghost Ping!
Ghost Ping!
***There were earrings missing, keys gone, or the door locked itself - just weirdness.***
The same things happen to me!
...But it couldn't be because I actually lost my keys or my cell phone - or because I stupidly locked myself out of my house.
No, no, couldn't be that - It must be ghosts!!!!
Love those ghost stories! Thanks for the ping.
This one's been haunting the White House for the last forty years:
BOOGA, BOOGA, BOOGA!
There is supposed to be a ghost haunting a former girl's dorm at the college where I attended school and currently work. The ghost is said to be a student who died or commited suicide there in the 1920's but there is no record or newspaper accounts of the incident though several former students reported seeing apparitions over the years.
There are supposed to be ghosts at William and Mary College in Williamsburg, Virginia. The campus is on the Ghost Tour, if you ever get to Colonial Williamsburg.
That's why I don't go to "scary" movies anymore. They are more horror than scary. The imagination is much more entertaining. A good ghost story is fun. Thanks.
"October 31st" bump.
If Chris is still in school, I'd hate to be paying her tuition bill!
thanks for posting this,
This is the School I graduated from!
and the Elizabeth (Liz) Heath was one of my best friends....but her ghost vision could have been caused by...well lets say not supernatual, but natual organic substances lol.
My wife also lived in Keating Hall, in or around the haunted area...
Things turning up missing and sightings of an adolescent male have occurred at a house near IUP campus here. (That's Indiana University of Pa.) It is a student rental. Used to be a sorority house.
Looking forward to seeing that show on the Travel Channel
Thanks for the ping!
Since ghosthunting is a part-time hobby of mine (and recording EVP's), please put me on your ping list - I always enjoy your posts.
FYI - SciFi channel, this week, starting broadcasting a new show that you might enjoy: http://www.scifi.com/ghosthunters/about/
Ohh! That's a good story! Since it's October, I'll tell y'all one of my ghosties which was also at college. I may have told it last year, but here it is anyway.
I had a poltergiest in my dorm room. In the beginning of my college years, I was assigned the oddest roommates until I learned I could pay an extra $7 (!) and get a room by myself, but with or without roomies, strange things occurred. Actually, the roommates were weirder than the poltergiest - one would coo like a dove 24/7, another was into drugs and porn so I kicked her out in a matter of days, one on full valdictorian scholarship dropped out after 2 weeks of crying for her boyfriend, and the final was a boyfriend stealer. The only roomie that stayed was the poltergiest.
Anyway, things you'd just sat down would be missing and later turn up right back where you'd first put it and all sorts of little funny tricks. The one I liked the best was he'd (I always thought of "it" as a "he") leave me money! About twice a week I'd find two $1 bills folded in forths in my pants or jacket. I swear, I never caught anyone doing it. My friends were broke and couldn't keep a secret if they'd done it and besides none were there every year. Then there was the door that would open on it's own. We had those door knobs that required a key to open the bolt so it couldn't have just blown open. At first, I run to see who was playing tricks but no one was ever in the long dorm hallway, there were no close outside doors, and it echoed so you'd know if anyone had run down the tile hall or into another room. After a while, we'd just smile and say hello to him.
The only time I wasn't bothered with him was when I got fed up with the boyfriend stealer roomie and moved to another floor. The next semester, I moved back to my original room and he was still there, but was ticked because I'd left. One day, I was standing in the room and heard a bang. The top closet storage door was on the floor right where I'd been standing. But here's the zinger, I felt the door *go through me*. Even rationalizing, there's no way that door could have fallen out of it's track and landed on the floor that far from the closet. Everyone knows how small dorm rooms are so I know exactly where I was standing and I jumped before the bang when it hit the floor. I first felt something go through me, jumped, and then heard the bang. In that order. It's the weirdest thing but I was more angry than scared. I was doubly mad right back at him and he never did anything mean again.
The dormitory was newer, but was an annex of older dorms so it could be our building was built on the site of another dorm. In the turn of the century era dorms, there was the usual story of the girl who committed suicide, but there wasn't a story about my room. I've wondered if anyone else had experiences but never went back to ask.