Alright I just had a bunch of fun reading all your scary stories... Here's that Ghost Story thread.Post up, I want a good scare... BTW I haven't been around too much lately... how's every one doing? Seth

[seth trudeau]

Hey M.A.T., since Buckshottoo came up with a possible theory for sg72,
I have one for you. You saw Invisible Man wearing nothing but pants. LOL

LOL Nice one Gary!

[wittsec]

I'd like to share a story that my cousin experienced when she was a child. She had a reoccuring dream that happened every July. She would be woken up in the middle of the night by heads floating around the light in her bedroom. Her light was a hanging style antique light with an American Gothic feel to it. Her first time she had the nightmare she was four and there were eight heads floating around the light and every year there was one less head. By the time she was ten she was absolutely convinced that when there were no more heads left she was going to die. On her eleventh year she was to terrified to sleep and finally my aunt and uncle took the light out of the room. She didn't have the dream that year, or any other year. Was it real or psycological? Was there something in the history of the light? We'll never know, but it was very real to her and even today she still believes that she was close to death.

[M.A.T]

Hey M.A.T., since Buckshottoo came up with a possible theory for sg72,
I have one for you. You saw Invisible Man wearing nothing but pants. LOL

I just realized something; my rabbit is a boy. The Invisible Man is dancing shirtless for a male rabbit. This just got weird.

[M.A.T]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

Deerhunterconor, since sg72 was previously asleep before she woke up, her sister was probably asleep too, but didn't wake up during the incident.

[deerhunterconor]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

You said you shared a room with your sister, did she see it at all?

[sg72]

Hey M.A.T., since Buckshottoo came up with a possible theory for sg72,
I have one for you. You saw Invisible Man wearing nothing but pants. LOL

M.A.T Interesting ......

[Gary Devine]

Hey M.A.T., since Buckshottoo came up with a possible theory for sg72,
I have one for you. You saw Invisible Man wearing nothing but pants. LOL

I have a better idea for the Invisable Man, he can also sneak in and watch all the Bunnies at the Playboy Mansion. Sounds like a more fun then MAT's rabbit.

[sg72]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

I'll read the stories tonight.

[Buckshott00]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

Similar slenderman experiences: http://www.gods-and-monsters.com/faceless-man-in-black-slender-man.html

[Buckshott00]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

And of course, ye old slenderman theories. http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/200H/f/2014/234/b/1/slender_cowboy_by_mrangrydog-d7w9pjj.png

[Buckshott00]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

No two people's experiences are the same, as I said some people are able to move minimally, and other studies have linked the phenomenon to night terrors, or other weird nighttime brain states that can induce hallucinations. As I said, it's just a possible explanation and short of having you wired to specialized equipment at the time it is happening there's no way to say one way or the other. I'm just saying it's a common enough experience that other people have graphically described similar experiences and so science has sought some explanation. There are even a couple of films about it.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_person
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_People_%28film%29

[M.A.T]

Hey M.A.T., since Buckshottoo came up with a possible theory for sg72,
I have one for you. You saw Invisible Man wearing nothing but pants. LOL

But why does he have his shirt off while he is looking at my rabbit? What a freak! Maybe he was wearing reflective grayish-blue disco pants to dance for my rabbit?

[Gary Devine]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

Sg72, you must have a Lady Smith and Weston under your pillow instead. Your waiting to ambush that thing if it comes back.

[sg72]

Hey M.A.T., since Buckshottoo came up with a possible theory for sg72,
I have one for you. You saw Invisible Man wearing nothing but pants. LOL

Men! haha

[sg72]

I may be sorry I shared, but here goes. When I was about 10 years old, I shared a bedroom with my little sister and we had bunkbeds. My bed was the top. I woke up out of a sound sleep one night for no reason. I am laying there with my eyes open and I look towards my closet. I just about had a heart attack at age 10. Standing, in front of my closet was a cowboy. He had a flannel shirt, a bandanna around his neck, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and NO face. Needless to say I was pretty scared. When "it" started moving towards me, I began to be terrified. "It" walked right up to the side of the bunkbed, reached his arm over the railing while I am in the process of scrunching myself into the farthest corner to get as far away as I could. "It" then takes just a couple of steps to the ladder and starts moving up the ladder. Well, don't you know, I woke my parents up mighty quick with my blood curdling screams. As soon as they barged into my room it disappeared. I couldn't sleep that night, I was hysterical. My poor parents had no sleep that night and they had to work the next day. It took awhile before I could sleep comfortably again. I never saw "it" again.

There just wasn't any distinguishable face. It was void.