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getting chills up my spine...
bttt
Glad I didn’t read that at night! (shudder)
A tale well told Swordmaker
Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Great story. I believe it is true. “It’s the wind!” said Mr. Smith.” It is sad how some people are scared about ghosts who need help. The decease man and murdered woman buried in the wall were stuck both physically on earth and spiritually in limbo.
I blame the younger brother for not burying the two bodies in a field while saying prayers and sprinkling holy water. His failure lead to traumatized children and confused parents.
There is a museum in Rome and a small room on the side of the church with about fifteen items in a case. Each item contains a burn mark from a ghost in purgatory begging for prayers. Truly frightening how much people need our prayers both in this life and the next.
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Very nicely done. Has all the elements of a good, spooky story including the repetition of the scariest part in the middle...knock, knock, knock, slamming door, it’s the wind, it’s a dream, etc. This would be a great story to dramatically read or act out to youngsters (not too young!) around a campfire or in a candle-lit room. That it involves real events is even spookier. Love the humorous tidbit that the only building to survive the site was a corner of a state office building. The ghost would have been frightened away for sure in that environment.
Years ago, Curly used to post ghost stories. I remember one thread where a FReeper that had been a spec op told a story about night operations in the Pacific NW and using night vision equipment and what they ran into.
Still spooks me when I go out to close up the barn . . .
Cool ghost story!!
Wow I believe, I myself had so many experience with the paranormal. Sounds as if the spirits of the young woman was crying out and the murder spirit was restless. They needed to buried not entomb between walls.
A building could be built there since the body has been recover, however one needs to pray over the property and use sage and salt and a candle to help cleanse the place because where ever a murder occurs it leaves a negative energy where the crime occur.
Thank you for the story, yes it does give one goosebumps. Will FR have a Halloween Thread for ghost stories?
Great story. I read it every year when you post it. I also have my own, from personal experience. When I was 8 years old, my family lived in a run down apartment complex in Jacksonville, Florida. This would have been in 1984. This complex was surrounded by several other equally run down apartment complexes. One evening my whole family was outside throwing a nerf football around with other people that lived there. Is was getting dark, so my step dad told me and my little sister to go inside. We lived on the second floor. My sister and I go to our room, and began playing in there. We both look up toward the bedroom door as a “shadow man” steps in and turns off the light. We both screamed. I jumped up and turned the light back on. We then ran to the front door and down the stairs. My mom was several months pregnant with our brother at the time and was sitting on the stairs. We asked her if anyone came down the stair and she said, “No.” We thought that she was joking, but she wasn’t. The back door was always blocked to keep people from breaking in that way. I do not know for sure what it was that we saw. We both saw it. It came into the room, and without a sound turned off the light. It looked exactly like a person’s shadow, except solid and three dimensional. My sister won’t talk about it anymore, she gets creeped out.
A Very cool story!
Thanks for sharing it!!
I’ve read this before(?) it’s still a creepy tale.
Clean,
Spooky story.
Sooo ... I used to own a house built in 1890. LOVED that old dump and worked very hard on it.
Many nights, around 3:00am I would hear three sharp knocks. Rapid, but with a pause between. Sometimes on my bedroom door, sometimes on my headboard. NO LIE.
I never felt afraid, but did wake up, of course.
Once, in the second floor sitting room I saw a figure of a man. He didn’t seem menacing, just observant. Another time I saw a similar figure outdoors in the backyard. I had a feeling of “approval” wash over me. He was tall and thin, with a blue shirt. Over five years I heard the knocks countless times. I finally moved and sold.
Couldn’t keep bats out of that place, and if it’s one thing I cannot deal with - it’s BATS.
I have have a few other super spooky things happen elsewhere. VERY spooky.
I like that part where it’s everyone’s imagination until Mama sees it, then they’re gone within the hour.
Ooooooooh, excellent ghost story.