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DarkFall01
Fernando Alonso

Registered: Feb 2003
Location: Zürich
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Well, my mom once felt like the door to the basement was being kicked and tried to open hard. There was only her, my dog and me in the house (I was sleeping). Anyway, she opened the door, made the dog run down, woke me up, and me me check out the basement (might sound funny, but really happened).
Also, my aunt told me when I was a kid, that my uncle when he was like 5, almost got kidnapped by some dwarfs from another dimension
Other than that, some shadows appeared to some friend and a virgin in a town in Venezuela (which turned out to be fake).
Once I went to Spider Gates cemetery at 1am, but nothing happened...
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May-30-2004 21:53
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R.j.
Di piú! di piú! di piú!

Registered: Feb 2004
Location: L, TX, USA
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May-31-2004 07:45
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Frost_Melt
Suspended User

Registered: Oct 2002
Location: Melb
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Well, typically I dont believe in much of anything but I did have something really weird happen to me.
My great grandfather is buried in an old graveyard in Bethesda, Arkansas and once while driving with my friend, I passed through and stopped off to see his plot and pay respects. Now this graveyard is really old for the parts, with Civil War victims in the center and surrounding graves going through the outer (It even had an old, old "colored" section which was discontinued back in the 60s). My granpa was on the far side of the graveyard.
The other interesting thing is that it had a moat in its front entrance with a bridge. I couldnt drive my car up over the bridge so I parked and began to walk with my friend in the car. About halfway over the bridge, I hear a "maaaaauuww" and look down and see a ratty old black cat sitting near the small stream and looking at me. I said "hi" to it and continued on.
Now getting up to the other side of the graveyard was a chore since it was the middle of summer and everything was roasting but I made it, sat down next to my granpa and paid my respects for about a half hour.
I am walking back and start reading the gravestones and become interested in the oldest ones in the center so I head there. The biggest one is this huge stone which looked like someone chipped it with a pickax out of solid stone and had an extremely old iron gate surrounding the grave with everything overgrown inside it. I head to this one and try to begin to read the faded old lettering and pick up this person was there even before the Civil War. There is some lettering hidden under the weeds so I bend over and tried to brush it aside to read.
Something hissed in my ear...and I mean like a snake was 2 inches from my head. I jumped and fell backward and butt scooted back, thinking there was a rattler in the weeds but nothing moved. The next thing that happened was in 2 parts: One the cicadas and crickets stopped all at once and Two, it got cold. I mean a temperature drop to where my skin goosebumped immediately and I could swear I saw my breath. It scared the ever living shiat out of me.
I jumped up and half jogged/half ran the rest of the way and stopped at the bridge because I had the shakes, more from fear than anything. I looked down and there is the cat again, same place.....dead. And dead for a while.
I tore out of that place. Scared the crap out of me.
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Last edited by Frost_Melt on May-31-2004 at 09:54
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