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Showing posts with label Ghosts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ghosts. Show all posts

The Reports Of My Death Are Greatly Exaggerated

The Reports Of My Death Are Greatly Exaggerated So get this. Last night I wanted to look up the  GoFundMe that got set up for Joe and me  when we got hit with calamity in August 2023, so I Googled for it. Imagine my surprise when I found us on a site listing "Couples 'Dying Suddenly.'" What the fuck? I sent the link to Joe asking, "Are we ghosts?" He found it to be both shocking and hilarious, so he posted it on Facebook.  He posted the link with: "But I'm not…

Three Real-Life Ghost Stories

Three Real-Life Ghost Stories When I was sixteen, we lived in the middle of the woods in a super tiny town in an 1860s house. The whole town was haunted, if you ask me. One day, my girlfriend Renee rode her bike over with her Oujia Board. Dead serious, we were meeting after school for this dead serious ghost session and we were both like, totally dead serious about it...that is how we sounded. Well, it was serious in the sense that we weren't merely fooling around with …

We Lived In A Haunted House

We Lived In A Haunted House  Today I got back from a long weekend visiting friends and family, and my mom reminded me of the time she startled a ghost in her room. - md Tales From Connecticut When I was sixteen, my mom woke up one morning and announced that our house was haunted. There was little doubt. For one thing, my mother is not the sort of woman given to flights of fancy, hallucination or anything of that nature. She's a rock. In addition, the house was built in …

Spirit in the South: A True Ghost Story

Spirit in the South: A True Ghost Story When my aunt Sharon and her boyfriend Greg pulled up to our house one summer day, my little brother and I became enthralled by the beat-up camper they had hitched to their beat up Volvo. They had quit their jobs, and were relocating from Connecticut to Florida to start a new life. Everything they owned was in that camper. We were mesmerized. That day stands out in my memory, serving as a sort of prequel to what I found out years later, long aft…

Ghosts: Archive

Ghosts: Archive These are essays from the Diaryland Archive. Each opens in new window. 2007 Ghostbustahs 2001 Who Ya Gonna Call?