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MVP[eV]
United States270 Posts
On May 16 2005 08:05 TheOdMan wrote: That locks the door on his way out and steals nothing? What a mastermind criminal. Maybe the theif just slammed the door to fool you and he is really hiding in your basement to this day. | ||
Liquid`Jinro
Sweden33719 Posts
On May 16 2005 07:29 Travin wrote: The next story isnt about me, its about the very infamous Frozenarbiter which he one late night let me know of afther promising not to speak of it ever again. This event took place last summer during his hardcore practice for the nordic WCG. It was an warm day, no it had been a really hot day. FA had been sweating infront of the computer the whole day cursing the damn hot Swedish summer. FA was alone home for once and desided to spend some quality time playing broodawar. The day was turning into night but the heat still remained and that was rare. However FA played on his games like nothing happened without noticing the day had turned into night. As timed passed the temperature didnt fall but instead it slowly rise taking first of his tshirt but afther a while having no clothes to take off and still feeling like he was burning, he went to the bathroom to soak himself cool. To his terror the only water coming out was buring hot.. Now the temperature started rising faster and his vision beacome dim and red. The last thing he rememberd was himself rolling around on the floor screaming in pain. Later he awakes sitting in his chair fully dressed and facing a losscreen. Chocked from his past experience he slowly went towards the bathroom the check if this hadnt just been a bad dream afther felling asleep infront of the computer. Afther telling himself over and over again that this had just been a bad dream he slowly opened the bathroom, the heat had been replaced by a icy cold that was now escaping through the partly opened door. And he could feel his moments getting slower and slower by the icy touch... Then it was gone.. seconds later he hears ´the sound of his family coming home. Resulting in him collapsing on the floor afther the paralyze had gone... hulking and sobbing he tried to say what had just happened but the words couldnt get through no matter how hard he tried. Weeks later he gets a feeling of extreme relief and he could finally talk about this its first then i got to hear about it. I hope me reporting this is okay with you FA i can remove it otherwise. 100% true, because, you know; I always make sure travin is the first one to know when I have super natural experiences. | ||
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TheOdMan
Sweden238 Posts
On May 16 2005 08:09 MVP[eV] wrote: Maybe the theif just slammed the door to fool you and he is really hiding in your basement to this day. True... better go check so he doesnt steal my pornocollection. | ||
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0x64
Finland4545 Posts
My grandmother has way to many story of premonitary dreams and other experiences. I have lived in a hundreds years old house and I've walked in forst at night alone. always the feeling of been home won a possible fear. I have experienced some very light panic for no actual reason. Heart start beating and get sweaty after I wake up in middle of the night. But thats about it. Oh there this story when my sister was 2 she said to my mom that grandpa came here (he was dead for 2 years. My mother asked if he said something. She said "Did you got any fish" or something like "shall we go fishing". My grand father loved fishing but not so much that it would had been told to my little sister the exact phrasing he used to use. I have a low level of sceptisism embedded in myself since I have been very young. Like strange stuff happening when I was 8 doesn't made me believe about anything weird going on. Like on night waking up and seeing in the dark. I just checked where the light was coming from and didn't find, then I switch light on to check if I really saw or if I just remembered what should the room looks like. (darkvision seems yellowish just like a "memory"). So after that I couldnt find why I could see, I just went back to sleep and I still dont care and know I could see from some light and my eyes were just "used" to the darkness. Maybe before waking up, I had been sleeping eyes open and they just had adjusted. | ||
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-_-
United States7081 Posts
On May 16 2005 08:10 FrozenArbiter wrote: 100% true, because, you know; I always make sure travin is the first one to know when I have super natural experiences. There's a perfectly rational explanation for that: You're a fifty year old woman having hot and cold flashes. | ||
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PaeZ
Mexico1627 Posts
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rpf289
United States3524 Posts
On May 16 2005 12:20 PaeZ wrote: Dude, that's fucking scary as hell. Great, I won't be sleeping for a week.When i was young, i lived in this house, that before we moved there, a freaking satan lover lived there, so anyways, i was like 4 years or something, like in the middle of the night, I always like going to the kitchen and drink some milk(one level house this was) well one night I was drinking my milk when i heard a glass brake in the living room. i was Like OMFG WTF!!!! the living room was just outside the kitchen, i saw this white dude in white robes white skin white everything, touching the sofa and after he sat down, he turned at me and smiled, I felt totally horrified, i ran like a 100mts olympic champion towards my parents' room and slept there.... the next morning we found the glass broken and the exact place where this dude touched the sofa burned, a week later we moved away..... The only wierd shit that happens near me is that the door in my fence leading from the side of my house in the front to the back always is open, regardless of the fact that my family habitually keeps it closed. It's tied closed with a rope now because the lock is rusted to shit. It's always open, and yeah, it's a little odd. The rope that lets you pull down the staircase to the attic sometimes will be swinging violently after I hear sounds like footsteps in the attic. Freaky =\ I also get the creeps when I'm sleeping, and I face away from my door. I hear things in my room move, like I'll hear a sound like a cat stepping on something I have lying on my floor, just wierd shit like that. The other night I was lying on my side facing the wall, and I was almost asleep, and then suddenly I woke up pretty frieked out, and I seriously thought there was someone in my room slowly walking towards me. Nobody was there, but it's still fucking wierd. | ||
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wishterran
United States1045 Posts
- I live in Kalamazoo, MI in a neighborhood known as the "Stuart area historic district." Many of the houses here are 100+ years old and restored. In fact, there are building codes that people must maintain their houses in a certain way to look historic on the outside. They gave us a hard time when we wanted to build just a two-car garage here. Our house (and the one behind it) were built in 1889 and 1896 by a man named Grant Tuttle. A relative of his named Margaret Berry (I think it's like his great grand-daughter or something?) lives in the house behind ours. As my mom is very interested in antiques and old houses, she asked Ms. Berry about Tuttle and the story of these two houses when we moved here. Ms. Berry shared alot with my mom about the houses, but I was only two or three at that time. I have learned most pieces of the story after hearing my mom share it with friends and family. An interesting part of this story is that Grant Tuttle was apparently burried by his wife and daughter, Kate and Katherine Tuttle, in their back yard when he died shortly after the completion of the second house. The only thing that seperates our houses (other than a maybe 20 year old fence) is a huge flat lawn with very large trees and gardens scattered about. Skipping ahead to around 1999, my dad and I were working in the yard. I remember it was a hot day and I had to work for awhile before my dad would let me go to a friends house or play on the computer or something. I was busy turning the garden while my dad was enlarging our compost pile (it was already a good waist height deep it seemed.) He called me over to look at something. In the dirt there was a bone... Oh great, very cool i thought, probably some dog died a million years ago. But my dad wouldn't give a shit..why did he care? ... (Before he studied in technology, my dads ambition was to become a doctor. When he was young he worked part time as an orderly in a hospital, helping out. He had some general medical education i believe. ) ... When he uncovered this bone more, it turned out to be longer than we thought. It was maybe about the length from my wrist to my elbow, and he suspected it was a human bone. My neighbor (a pediatrician sp?) thought the same. The bone definately came from a human. My dad stopped digging right then and put the bone back down in the compost, replacing all the dirt and more back into the hole, hoping not to stumble onto any other bones i think. My father is not superstitious but he did this silently and quickly, fervently, almost religiously, and it settled on me that we very well may have disturbed a hundred year old grave. We've never been digging over there again. We never told Margaret that and we never will. By now my mom has covered that area in garden and our 'compost' is some bins or something. Another interesting tidbit of the history - Margaret swears that Grant sits in this one rocking chair she has sometimes. But she's a little crazy. She hasn't left that house in awhile, and I can sometimes imagine her sitting in that chair too. Maybe she's a ghost ;o I can take some pictures of my house/backyard too. | ||
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LetMeBeWithYou
Canada4254 Posts
On May 16 2005 11:12 -_- wrote: There's a perfectly rational explanation for that: You're a fifty year old woman having hot and cold flashes. side effect of playing too much BW =P | ||
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Liquid`Jinro
Sweden33719 Posts
Jesus often appears in the unit portrait box of high templars for me. Bringing good tidings and shit like that, but he's mostly just pissed that I take the lords name in vain after losing games. Actually it's more like 'fucking hell' than 'oh my god' but yeah. | ||
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decafchicken
United States20016 Posts
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jjun212
Canada2208 Posts
one day i was sick and home alone.. i was in bed and had a glass of water, i kept waking up every like 5 minutes to drink water than i drank it all and was thirsty.. but too sick to get out of bed.. so i went back to sleep but when i turned back to the water 5 minutes later, it was full again and still no one was hom -_- anywho.. thanks muchy ^^ | ||
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-_-
United States7081 Posts
On May 16 2005 15:41 FrozenArbiter wrote: Jesus often appears in the unit portrait box of high templars for me. Bringing good tidings and shit like that, but he's mostly just pissed that I take the lords name in vain after losing games. Actually it's more like 'fucking hell' than 'oh my god' but yeah. AHAHAHAHA It was worth bumping for frozen arbiter's post! But seriously it wasn't worth bumping-_- | ||
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drc
Finland261 Posts
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jinin
Finland138 Posts
On May 15 2005 18:48 (s)Wing wrote: I promise there is no subliminal bullshit popping suddenly. Take a word from someone from the internet. lol. but maybe there is. >  There is. | ||
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