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[*T0rmented_Soul*]

...i know stories that will fCK u up good and make a believer of you in a ghost =]

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tell us!! -hides behind nikkie incase she's scared-

i want to get scared lol

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

well what kind of stories you want to hear? my expiriences or urban legends in SF

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urban legends in sf. x]

:gets prepared with a flash light:

EVERYONE MAKE A CIRCLE!

[pandamonium]

was it that time you looked in the mirror? ahah jk

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

hmmm did you hear about stowe lake/?

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^ yeah, what about it. i heard of it but never actually been there x]

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

hahaha yeah well, some lady gave birth to her kids and threw them over the lake.

Sometimes on certain days late at night, some lady comes running up to you asking for her kids then vanishes.

[mznikki]

lol mike..its not momoo/ aswang sira ulo. wag sabihin mo sakin ganyan. wooord my tagalog is coming back =D

yes ann i'm your ateh i'm everyone's ateh.

ghosts are just in your own immagination...stfu mike.

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woah wtf. o_O! thats freaking creapy! is it true?

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

haha yes..

now time for some real exprieinces you tell me what tyou think your guys ready??

up for 1 story nikkie?

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im ready!!
-hides behind nikkie-
gawd.

[mznikki]

hmm...lemme think.. nope fine whateves. i'm doing the credits anyway.

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go mike go! im ready.

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

iight and for the record MY HEAD IS NOT BROKEN THANK YOU!!!

but yeah these stories are real, ive typed most of them up and im thinkin of making a book heres the first document

a story...

I guess this kinda had something to do with my parents divorcing.. you be the judge if you believe..

these are stories Ive heard and stories Ive expirienced

In a city here in California, Stockton California, is a place known to me and my relatives, my moms side of the family resides here in Stockton and for the past few years its been nothing but problems for them.

1st House. Little Creek Cir. Stockton California, age 4 1993
This was the day of our house blessing when the priest came over to bless the house. he gave each one of us a candle, but who would've known that there was something in the house that didn't like the prescence. As the candles were being lit, Two candles acted strange, mine flew out of my hand and under the priest, while at the same time my grandmas blew up in flames. As a kid you dont know what these things mean, but as you get older everything is different. My first encounters happend in this house, as for many others. whilst different stories were told from different perspectives, But as one we came to an aggreement in clarification, the first encounter was the cry of a baby whose cries can be heard throughout the whole house, all 4 rooms and even the bathroom, chills ran down my body, and I got constant fevers but they didnt know why, they also couldnt explain the massive amount of dead pidgeons found in our backyard. everyday. not only that but you can see the figure of an old couple who stick their heads into the walls and doors without a face but a dark shadow that can be clearly seen, you can feel the sense of someone watching you as you take a shower, and you can see the presecence of young white girl who likes to play in the center room where all the dolls are at, you can see dolls come to life that are supposed to be battery powered with nothing in them. and the shadows of figures you normally know as the grim reaper..
it rained most nights and stormed on certain days, even the summer as I remember were cold, and everytime I pass by the house I get chills.
our first house in Stockton was only the beggining....

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WOAH man you brought chills into my back. im hella scared now!
you dont still live in that house, do you? O_O

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

lets just say I live in stockton but not hat house..are you ready for my next chapter? if you thought that was scary ill give you another. this is the real deal happened 3 years ago

[*x1227x*]

dude this is getting interesting. we should make a topic where people share their ghost stories. that would be hella fun! x]

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

You can say that most of these strange encounterings often occurred in my dreams and on my vacations to my grandmas house in Stockton.

Stockton California 9205 Sanata Maria way. My Grandmas house
Summer of 2003 *The Real Deal*

I'm like 14 years old at the time , and I've heard all the stories that were told to me from my Relatives and friends. sure they were scary but YET have I not encounter something strange yet... These are the chilling Tales I'll tell you from my one summer in Stockton.


First some background. My Grandma's house use to be a Boarding house where she would take care of patients who lived in her home. 1 Story house but 9 bedrooms, 5 patients.. whom all died.. Plus the Death of My grandma's sister which occurred in the backyard...Two Living rooms which 1 has 5 bed rooms and the other has 4.. number 5 has the middle room which I'll explain later..


Summer 03 -
School was just out and I was anxious to go see my relatives that reside in Stockton. So my Uncle comes pick me up from SF and we went on our way to Stockton. I packed clothes etc..

that night as soon as we arrived, I stepped in the house, and everything felt like there was something unsettled..I didnt mind it..so past the door and down the long corridor Hallway, my room was on the end of the hall first door to the left.. I unpacked my things and got ready for bed, but before anyone has told me .. this is the room where patient 1 Paul died here in..so the same night im facing the door that leads out to the long hallway about 3 o clock in the morning...I couldnt sleep...something was keeping me awake....you know those sounds where you can footprints walking down a cooridor like wood squeaking....well this is what i call the first encounter....footsteps or as I thought they were heading down the hall near towards the room I was staying inusually my grandma uses the bathroom in the morning...so i got up and went to see.....what a fool I was as I stook my head out the door a figure of someone in a wheel chair was right under me....I looked down and Paul vanished... they said Paul died in his wheelchair at the from of his door..as I told what happend to my Lola(grandma) the following morning.... from here on everything unraveled...the truth was being told to me and the expiriences only got worse....

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oh my god this is getting interesting! go make a topic where you share your ghost stories!

anymore? :)

edit:

and that crap was freaking scary!

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

I made one months back lol ill post in it later yeah I got more.


Continuation From where I left off..

Alright before I start remember these Times 3:00 am 3:16 am 5:00 Am

Day 4 I remember these days well. each day I remember became worse for me.

Ever since the first incident in my old house with the Candles,
Stockton hasnt been a welcoming place for me, either something, someone or, paranormal activity lies where ever I stay.

I decided to change the room where I was sleeping in, because after the first night that room gave me chills, nightmares, and paranoia, so I went to stay in the living room with the 4 bedrooms down the hall into the right room this time. But little did I know, thats the room where my aunt died where she commited suicide, in that room and ended up in the backyard.

The room I stayed in had a bathroom and a sliding door that led outside, the room was big...but empty, you can feel, and imagine how frightend I was to have the coldest shivers...and the scariest look.
the same night I had to use the bathroom to get ready for bed it was about 12 at night meaning 12 AM and you know those things that catches your eyes and you take a glimpse look but nothing was there....well as my eyes turned I expected to see nothing..but you can see a fainted white light that goes from the room and through the sliding door to backyard...the curtains not even budging but you can feel a wind current in the room where the windows are closed and the door is locked...explain that?

I didnt mind it at first but I was sure as hell scared enough that even the slightest noise...I'd scream yell, you name it.

as I laid there with my eyes closed..not wanting to open or look was there, a fool I am.....I peeked and there was a face in fron of me...I was paralyzed with my peeked eye slightly open..not moving my body.. but I was still able to capture what was going on...she had no face...but it was white like wearing a hood that covers their eyes..where she sat on the edge of the bed crying...

I blinked once it was gone.. I turned my head to the side...and she stared right into my eyes gleaming down with her blooded coded eyes..she came closer then disappeared... i ran out the room .. couldnt breathe so freightend i forgot to breathe.. but eventually I passed out on the couch in the living room...

Day 4 ends there to be continued..

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WOAH MAN. that is some good stories. haha im scared now.

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

lol yeah i still see weird things once in awhile, this is as far as I went, i would write more but ima scare myself to death lol...


oh yeah ann...dont look behind you something might be there ...

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STOP SCARING ME!

[*T0rmented_Soul*]

thats what I do best oh yeah also...when you see shadows or things that catch your eye...dont blink.. it'll be next to you when u sleep