The Freaky Thread

nikki4982 · Post by **nikki4982** » 11/22/2003, 5:32 am

Wow, weird timing.

http://www.clumsymonkey.net/phpBB2/view ... 303#287303

There've been others, too, but I don't feel like posting them right now. Will do later.

happening fish · Post by **happening fish** » 11/23/2003, 2:11 pm

I am terrified every night of looking up and seeing a figure or something standing in my room. Ghosts scare the living shit out of me... it takes me a couple of hours of panicky terror to fall asleep every night.

I think I might have an overactive imagination :lol:

The Sixth Sense fucked me up :neutral:

Johnny · Post by **Johnny** » 11/23/2003, 2:13 pm

Ghosts are freaky to me as well :neutral:

nikki4982 · Post by **nikki4982** » 11/23/2003, 4:23 pm

They shouldn't be. I used to be terrified of them, as well... but then my dad died... now I just keep hoping I see one. Even if it's not my dad, at least that'll completely prove to me that they exist and that my dad's around. Not that I don't believe in them now... but concrete evidence would be nice.

Sure, some ghosts are bad, but so are some people. :nod:

Johnny · Post by **Johnny** » 11/23/2003, 4:26 pm

Man, I'd crap my pants if I saw one :neutral:

Random Name · Post by **Random Name** » 11/23/2003, 5:22 pm

Theres this great story around town of the ghost of Phil.

...I suppose I'll have to tell it now.

There was this old house with these two old ladies living in it. They knew that the house was haunted cause the ghost did all kinds of things like leave doors and cupboards open and occasionally make noise, but since he didn't do them any harm they left him alone. Well, not really but they lived with him. After a while they named him phil. (remember - old ladies). Anyways, one night one of the old ladies was in her room and phil knocked on the door and she said "come in". So the door opened then closed again. When the old ladie went to bed she felt a presence in the room and she said she felt someone get in the bed with her. Then she was overwhelmed with a sense of comfort.

so yeah.
around here our ghosts are just trying to get a little action.

nikki4982 · Post by **nikki4982** » 11/23/2003, 10:29 pm

Interesting.

Random Name · Post by **Random Name** » 11/24/2003, 8:51 am

oh. I have a phone in my room and for some reason there is a speaker phone button. At completly random times it will turn on.
No one is near it and it will turn on.
My phone is haunted. :nod:

thirdhour · Post by **thirdhour** » 11/24/2003, 10:41 pm

For my 8 years of elementary school, I went to a school called Beairsto. (coolest school in the district, but thats another story)

This school is more than a hundred years old. My grandpa went to elementary school there. The school is entirely made out of bricks, and on the top level (there's three levels) is this big glass dome. Mr. Beairsto was a principal at the school for almost 50 years, including when my grandpa went there, back in the day when it was called Vernon Central School.

He told me that Mr. Beairsto was known for being extremely strict and violent, and basically everyone in the school at the time was scared shitless of him. He used to walk around the school with a strap, just flicking it around just enough for you to know it was there. He wouldn't use it when he found you breaking whatever rule you might have though. He would take you to the Blue Bench, right outside his office, up in the top level, the only room up there, and make you wait. By the time he actually got to you, you were so nervous from having to sit there thinking about what he was going to do to you, it didn't matter what he did, you would NEVER do it again.

Fast forward 50 years. The top level hadn't been used for years, and was basically falling apart. No body ever went up there, and it was empty. They needed space for the new library they were building, so they decided to renovate the top level. While they were doing that, they found....yes, you guessed it, his strap and the blue bench. The princial that was there at the time started using it again (the bench, not the strap) but no one can remember what happened to the strap. They finished building the library, right underneath the glass dome, right where his office used to be. And of course, they had to but his portrait in the library of all places.

The rumor is that while you're in the library, the eyes on the picture watch you. If Mr. Beairsto sees you doing something he doesn't like, he follows you back to your class. It's happened to me before. While in the library, I can feel his eyes burning into my back, and then on the way down the 3 sets of stairs, something seems to be behind me, I can feel it. If I turn around, no one's there, but its happened to so many people without having heard the story before...If you do something he REALLY doesn't like, books start falling suddenly. No body will be near them, then suddenly they'll fall HARD, making a huge bang.

Mrs. Beairsto lives in the girls change room off of the gym. The changerooms are really just a big room with benches in them, with a wall between the girls and the guys. For the 8 years I was there, there was a door in the back that was never opened once. It was always locked and no one had a key. We always wondered what was behind the door. One day, after basketball practice in grade 4, we were getting changed, and we heard something from behind the door. There was a little crack under it, and when we looked under it, we could see some clothes moving....but no body was actually there. We booked it like hell out of there.

And that's the story of the ghost of Beairsto. :uh:

I miss elementary school.

thirdhour · Post by **thirdhour** » 11/24/2003, 10:44 pm

Somehow it seemed creeper as a 7 year old...

superrgirll · Post by **superrgirll** » 11/24/2003, 10:53 pm

that's an elementary school? it's nicer than my high school.

thirdhour · Post by **thirdhour** » 11/24/2003, 11:10 pm

Yeah, thats the old part of it. There's also a newer wing on either side that you cant see.

Random Name · Post by **Random Name** » 11/25/2003, 10:28 am

bwah??
thats mental.

we had a red bench. :uh:

but our principal was the coolest, so I can't say anything bad about him.