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SpaceManMike wrote:

EmperorEvil wrote:

SpaceManMike wrote:

my friend's friend was a prankster. However, his last prank went terribly wrong.
He was hiding in a closet to scare his brother, who was walking into the room. His brother heard a scream. He saw blood dripping out of the closet. he opened the door to see the pratnkster with a eternal look of horror on his face, with a umbrella embedded in his temple.

Is he alive?

would u be if you had an umbrella embedded in your brain?

There was a guy who stab himself with umbrella, and he die, I think...
It's called "Typing with great capitalization, but with bad grammar!"
Learn it! 

Kileymeister wrote:

You guys have no idea how hard it is being the evil guy behind these stories.  I mean, for starters, you have to deal with not being discovered until the climax, just dropping subtle clues (but not too subtle, God it's annoying when they don't catch on), and not get scared yourself during the dark scenes.

And then there is the tiresome set up of rigging lights to turn off when you press a button or planting miniature air control systems to make the room go cold when you want.  Once I even had to make an entire building rock back and forth a bit.  Making these haunted scenes believable is just soo difficult sometimes.

And guess what the pay is?  "The satisfaction of having another story made about you."  Pfft.  Stupid boss.

+2000 I agree. Some of these people seem to just be making up fake stories. I mean, the blood and darkness is really getting old. It makes believe it's just another made-up story...

WAAAAAAAAAAAH.

I IS SCARED.

I'M GONNA SIT IN THIS CHAIR AND STAY COMPLETELY STILL AFTER i POST THIS.

Wickimen wrote:

I don't believe in the paranormal but I can make myself have really awesome daydreams sometimes that are sort of paranormal    It's like lucid dreaming, except I'm awake. And then I see weird things afterward...I love tricking my own mind 

Well, technically, it is impossible to not believe in the paranormal. You just proved it yourself with your lucid dreaming statement. Paranormal doesn't always mean bigfoot, ghosts, vampires. It just really means "out of the ordinary", which is why ghosts and all those other things are associated with the word "paranormal" because they are out of the ordinary. I mean, what if you did see a ghost, you wouldn't think that's very ordinary. Whether you believe in ghosts or not, doesn't matter. Again, "paranormal" just means something that isn't normal.

GirWaffles64 wrote:

I was staying at a summer house in winter on vacation with family next to a graveyard (* already i know)

So anyways I was a scaredy cat and asked my British aunt to check the covers as there was creepy stuff in this house.

THERE. WAS. A. *. LIVE. CROW.

I have never had such a heart attack in my life


I spent the night in a different room by myself only to be waken up by a punch on the shoulder

Nobody was there


I took a bath and was relaxed until i realized the entire lining of the bath was covered in maggots


This all happened in the same house in suffolk


I was never happier to be in my american bed (not saying there's anything wrong with the rest of england (however i prefer bristol))

OK. THAT is disgusting, and it gave me the creeps.  NASTY!!!

kingdragon wrote:

My event is just weird. So it was 5:20 in the morning.  I woke up and it was still dark outside. I live in an apartment building. And there's a long stairway. And i heard something walking on the stairs. They were loud and heavy sounding. There was a peephole on the door and I looked through. There was nothing there. Then there was a low pitch buzzing sound. And then the apartment shook. The shaking was light. Then it all stopped. I went to the main room and I wanted to get something to eat. The kitchen was dark. When my eyes started to see better to the dark I saw a face. It was pale and it stared. Then it walked into the darkness. The lights in the kitchen cut on. But, one of the knives was gone. I wanted to get a flashlight from the storage room , but when I opened the door i heard the sound of a knife being sharpened. The next day the knife was back in the place were it was before. But now the only weird things that happen is things disappearing and reappearing in a place the is out where anybody can see it.

Wow. I thought he was going to stab you!!! SHEESH!!! Don't scare me like that!!! OK???

I was walking across an oval when a ball of tried sticks came rolling past (Like in those old western movies).

Here's something strange that I can do.

Mobile phones make my head hurt when the signal passes through my head. (I solve this by turning around and putting the volume up higher to keep it away from my head.) Big powerlines and power stations also cause it.

Radiation makes my brain hurt in one spot and only that spot.

Last edited by what-the (2011-03-03 09:33:33)

On halloween night just last year...

I was in the woods trying to find old Weezer records when suddenly, a pack of 5 year olds all dressed up as the scream tackled me.
"Let's cut off his nose first." said the leader. "Then let's scoop out his eyeballs and replace them with his ears." I couldn't let them do this. In the time it took to think up my plan, they had tied me up. I saw one reach for a knife.

He would have killed me, then and there, but he had to walk up to me first. He kept tripping on plants and rocks and his own robe for his costume. I struggled to find out what to do. I wiggled me feet. I wiggled my hands. I felt something sharp and plasticy. I turned my head and saw a cracked Weezer green album vinyl! I cracked it and threatened the kid with it.
"You wanna piece of 2001? I will cut you! You'll be cryin' back to mamma to fix up the small wounds given to you by alternative rock music!" I used the plastic blade to unhitch me from the rope. I threatened all of the kindergarteners and they went running away.
"Next time it'll be Green Day!" I yelled back. That's the last I saw of them. Ever. And guess what? I found the red album, raditude and pinkerton on the way back to my home.

You don't have to believe me, but that's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

I choke myself sometimes 

I had a lot of dreams when I was 4,5,6, and now I keep having deja vu. It started when I fell of a swing when I was 9 or 10, and the split second before my head hit the ground, it occured to me that the exact same experience happened before, and I never had fallen off a swing before.
Just today I had one; in language studies, the teacher accidentally turned the volume up WAY too high and played a soundtrack that blasted our ears off. I always feel deja vu at random times, it's kinda like my subconscious records it (because the subconscious records everything) and links it because of an exact same experience.
I'll have a go at the psi thing tomorrow. Sounds cool, unlikely and possible at the same time.

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Chatter wrote:

I choke myself sometimes 

Hey, me too!    *highfives*

I also have lots of deja vu.... I have a dream, and the next day (or a few days later), the exact same thing in my dream happens somewhere in the day. I don't remember the dream until I actually see it in real life. My dreams are always blurry and not the right colors and so 'out of focus', if you know what I mean, but in real life, I can always recognize the dream. Also, my dreams that have ME in them always have at least two other people in them...