Messing with the Dark Side
We all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*
What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?
* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
We all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*
What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?
* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
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Well, I lived in Tower road...
...in Dartford which is supposed to be the most haunted road in Kent or whatever, it was on the same road as a spiritulist church (supposedly used by vikings or whatnot for sacrafices because the blood ran uphill or something mad like that) and it was a pub called The Oddfellows.
I had been living there for nigh on a year when i woke up to see a small girl staring out of my window.
At the time i thought to myself that i had left something there and was seeing something like a mop wearing a dress.
This happened 3 times throughout the next 3 months, until one night she walked out of my closed door!
Later on that year when my younger brother was using that particular room for a bedroom i went into his frankly abysmal attempt at tidying up to play playstation when an unused telly (which had been there since we moved in, it was broken methinks) literally flew across the room and hit my knee!
True story! Believe!
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 19:14, Reply)
...in Dartford which is supposed to be the most haunted road in Kent or whatever, it was on the same road as a spiritulist church (supposedly used by vikings or whatnot for sacrafices because the blood ran uphill or something mad like that) and it was a pub called The Oddfellows.
I had been living there for nigh on a year when i woke up to see a small girl staring out of my window.
At the time i thought to myself that i had left something there and was seeing something like a mop wearing a dress.
This happened 3 times throughout the next 3 months, until one night she walked out of my closed door!
Later on that year when my younger brother was using that particular room for a bedroom i went into his frankly abysmal attempt at tidying up to play playstation when an unused telly (which had been there since we moved in, it was broken methinks) literally flew across the room and hit my knee!
True story! Believe!
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 19:14, Reply)
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