Ghost Ping...
Then certain of the vagabond Jews, exorcists, took upon them to call over them which had evil spirits the name of the Lord Jesus, saying, We adjure you by Jesus whom Paul preacheth. And there were seven sons of one Sceva, a Jew, and chief of the priests, which did so. And the evil spirit answered and said, Jesus I know, and Paul I know; but who are ye?
And the man in whom the evil spirit was leaped on them, and overcame them, and prevailed against them, so that they fled out of that house naked and wounded. (Acts 19 11-16)
In 1990, I was with my family touring a plantation home on the river road north of New Oleans ( Neo Atlantis). This old home had been converted into a tourist trap and B&B. The former owner, a direct decendent of the pre war of Northern Aggresion family that founded the platation still lived there. She sold it off but had a residence and ran the gift shop. During the tour I saw out of the corner of my eye a man walking from one room to another acroos a hall dressed in what appeared to be 1850's vintage clothes. I commented ont this in the gift shop the this woman and she said, "Oh you have seen the ghost." She went on to tell me of an ancester of hers who killed himself over a woman and haunted the grounds to that day.
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> > Terrified, the I begain to run toward my home, the coffin bouncing quickly behind me ...
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> > I Rushed upstairs to the bathroom where I locked myself in. My heart was pounding; my head was reeling; my breath was coming in sobbing gasps. .
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> > I screamed and reached for something heavy, anything ... my hand came to rest on a large bottle of Robitussin.
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