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posted on Oct, 28 2016 @ 11:23 PM
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Hey all! Just a quick post before digging out a movie to watch...
a reply to: Gordi The Drummer
Great job on doin the D.J.Gig Gordi!! YA picked some good ones!



a reply to: kaelci
OMFreakin' Dragon Godz Kaelci That cracked Me up as much now as it did when I watched that episodes many moons ago!! LMAO!!!

Reminds Me that when CC and I used to hit the bars a lot, years ago, when there was a live band and no one was dancing, I would take CC by the hand and walk out on the floor to dance. I would then drop to the floor and do the Tuna!!! Just like on the movie Animal House!! Oh MAN it was a riot!!!!

Now that was not the only type of dacing for Me. Besides Loving to slow dance with CC, I always liked to do the Schroder.(sp?) It was from the peanuts cartoons, but it was not Schroder Who danced that way, it was another kid.

But one night when I was doin that dance at the bar, a friend of Ours yelled out, "GO SCHRODER!!!" SO the name stuck...

Here is the dance as performed by it's originator! On the right, The kid in the orange shirt...




a reply to: WalkInSilence
Hi WIS! Like WOW!!! That tale is Creepy as all get out!!! Yes it is a Halloween Tale!!! In My book anyway...
Oh and that would have been cool living in that old House/Castle!!




posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 12:39 AM
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Hey guys just stopping by the shed to say hi and hope everyone is doing fine.



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 12:57 AM
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Damn, I missed the dancing and music earlier!


Kaelci, I used to loved that show! LOL

Wis, very cool story!!!!

I have a story of feeling pure evil. Years ago, I was in Salem Massachusetts, the place famous for the witch trials and the house of the seven gables. Most of the quaint little shops actually had a good and magical feel to them, but one...WOW! I walked in and could feel this very strong and evil presence. I don't know if the proprietors had practiced dark magic in the back of the store or what, but you could just feel this very strong evil hanging heavy in the air. I wanted to get out of there, but stayed and looked around. I was frightened, yet curious as to why I would feel such a presence there.

A tall, handsome man with long black hair came over to me. He was dressed all in black and asked if he could help with me anything. I got the sense the evil was coming from him and the way he looked at me and spoke...I don't know It gave me the feeling that he knew that I knew he was evil but he respected that I was strong enough to stay, like it was a challenge to him. Very strange and eerie!!!!! It was like standing in the presence of the devil himself.

Also, years ago, there was actually a zoo I went to, nothing evil there, quite the opposite actually. There was a very large area where you could walk right beside deer and other animals and you could pet them. When I entered that area, I had a feeling of such serenity as I have never felt before, like I was in a scared place. There were many Native Americans around these parts at one time and I always wondered if it was sacred Indian grounds at one time or perhaps something from even much earlier times.



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 12:57 AM
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a reply to: King Seesar

Hiya King! So good to see you!
How are you?



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 02:59 AM
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a reply to: WalkInSilence

Hi WIS ***waves***

That's a very interesting and creepy story!
Would you mind sharing / elaborating on your thoughts on specifically what your visitor was?
Any specific connection to the building that you're aware of?
Why it was there in the first place?

thanks for sharing and kindest regards,
Gx

PS - Sorry for hogging the decks last night!!
I needed to "let loose" a wee bit and no one else was around...


edit on 29-10-2016 by Gordi The Drummer because: I wanted to add a PS



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 03:01 AM
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a reply to: King Seesar

Hi King!
Welcome to Shed12

Thanks for stopping by, I don't know about the others, but I'm just grand!

How's you?

G



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 10:03 AM
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I just made a thread for anyone who's interested.
HERE



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 11:33 AM
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Wow I Just realized I have been at ATS all morning,
and have not even said Hello to You ALL!!
Sorry that and, HELLO!!!





posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 01:00 PM
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a reply to: SyxPak
Hello. Did your shed get done yet?



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 01:07 PM
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Since it's quiet here I thought I'd drop an old song of mine from years ago. The video is relatively new, but the pictures and song is from around 1978.
This is a song I wrote and sing with my band Nightstream. My brother Jim is in the band with me on keyboards.
An interesting note, the drummer who I won't name here but you could look it up on the internet, is the current CEO/president of Warner Brothers Records in Nashville.
I'm glad I could help. LOL



edit on 29-10-2016 by Errollorre because: (no reason given)



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 01:17 PM
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a reply to: Errollorre
Good stuff. It sure has that 70's sound to it lol. You'd almost expect to hear it on the old Scooby Doo show.



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 01:19 PM
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a reply to: Skid Mark

LOL

I would have been thrilled to have had it played on Scooby Do!




posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 02:13 PM
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Haunted manor of Castilian Dr.

For halloween i think it would be creepy fun to recount some experiences i had growing up in my earlier childhood home where the bulk of my haunted experiences happened. From poltergiests, strange lights, full bodied apparitions to very quick and sneaky shadow people and more.

To give some background about this house. This was a grande sized house of spanish architecture. White trowled walls. Wooden trim. High ceilings. Two wings and three stories high.

Ive described this house a little previously on ATS and the shed but never really got into the details.

In old Hollywood off franklin blvd there is a canyon that travels steeply up the hills just to the west of the chauenga pass. Just on the backside of the ridge the hollywood bowl sits at the base of. The canyon and street is called Outpost Dr. Its a tree covered road that eventually connects to mulholland drive which straddles the crests of the hollywood hills.

If one were to drive up the canyon theyd pass a street called Castilian in which my childhood home was situated prominantly. Back then outpost and Castilian was just another street in los angeles. Now days its called the castilian estates or somthing. fancy developers have turned the neighborhood into a haven for celebrity homes and the like. But back in the 1980s it was just a quiet neighborhood and the house although now looks like a Mediterranean tropical villa due to millions of dollars worth of remodeling by developers was 8,000 square feet of run down paint peeling mess.

Ghostly lights and music:

Often one would see a faint softly phosphorescent cloud of light floating or hovering through the main floor (middle/second) usually travelling from the dining area to the sunken massive high ceilinged living room. You could sit there and follow it around the house all night if you wanted.

On other occasions youd hear softly playing music and only in one corner of the livingroom. The music was old dated chamber music and absolutely wasnt eminating from the hollywood bowl over the hill. And it usually was around 3am or very late at night.

The maid runs in horror:
One evening at aboyt 2am everyone was awakened by shrieking from the far end of the house. As we rushed down the stairs to the main landing we saw the maid running from the downstairs quarters she was sleeping in and out the front door. She was crying, hysterical and talking about a ghost. My dad ran off after her to try and calm her but she refused to ever step foot back in the house. She kept saying she saw a ghost or spirit enter her bedroom. Dissapear into the downstairs hall and then come back into her bedroom standing in the door and watching her. From her description it was a semi-transparent full bodied apparition.

We had to collect all her belongings and bring them to her.


Weird hidden walled in rooms:
The house had many oddities. For instance one of the rooms downstairs in the mauds quarters. Was filled to the ceiling with dirt. Just a 7 foot pile of dirt in the center of the room. What nobody could figure out was where the dirt had come from. It wasnt from our property. And we couldnt figure out why hide roughly 700 cubic feet of dirt indide a house thsts not yours. Made no sense.

Once while re plastering a wall in the luving room they discovered once the wall was broken open a wrought iron spiral stair case that lead to a walled in section of my sisters upstairs bedrooms closet. We figured it was origionally for servents delivering food to the once master bedroom. But why wall it in. Why not just remove it. Why well never know but it was just one more oddity of the house.


Creepy cursed african totums:
If the house wasnt haunted before than im sure these didnt help.

My father (probably illegally) liked to procure and collect african tribal spirit totums. All were suspected, rymored or flat out said to be cursed. Just the thing to bring into your hoyse and put on display.

One was 7 foot tall and ghastly. It stood at the base of the stairs that lead to the cavernous sunken livingroom. It would look down on you with an air of condemnation everytime you passed it. One of those kinda objects that just gave you the willies and that youd scamoer past as quickly as you could. Plus it smelled like dry rot and decay... Or death.

Wehad another even freakier statueat the footof the landing to the stairs that lead to the bedrooms on the top floor. This guy was a wooden carved statue about two foot tall and looked an awful lot like one of those grey aliens with the spindly body and oversized head and penetrating stare.

Nobody trusted the thing. My sister and i never enjoyed having our back to it getting the creepy uneasy feeling that it was moving and twitching whenever wed turn our backs to it. My sister and i both had similar dreams where the thing would come alive at night and hover of fly around the downstairs when nobody was looking.

Displacement:
In parapsychology there is a phenomena known as displacement where objects, usually small ones, will just vanish from existance only to reappear again sometime later.

We had that phenomena too. On our dining room table one could place a small object or trinket and if they left the room (making sure nobody else had re entered) on occasion (about twice a year) the object would simply vanish. You could search all you want but it would never matter. The objects were just gone nowhere to be found. Then usually a few days later youd re enter the room only to find it exactly where you had left it. Orientation and all. It was like it dissapeared into another dimension temporarily or something.


Cold spots and lightswitches moving on their own:

The house had anomalously cold spots all over it that were hard to explain. At the top of the stairs leading to the bedrooms there was one patch of icy cold air. Not like a cold draft but like icy still air. It would be columnar like and inly maybe 18 inches across. ....like say the dimensions of a person standing there. Didnt matter season or time of day. It was always there. People often reported that they felt depressed monetarily when standing there and fine the second they moved on as if remembering a sad memory.

The house had heavy 1940s style light switches. The kind that would require some effort to flip. Almost like how circuit breakers require some oomph to get them to move.

Yeah, when nobody was around and say everyone accounted for in the tv room all the way across the house theu flip inexplicably and the lights would turn on or off in random rooms. No set pattern either ALL the light switches dud this.


Poltergiests:

For a while my sister would claim that dolls and especially a small stuffed sparrow she kept on her bedroom shelf would move about at night by some unseen force.

I never believed her. One night i was with my sister staying in her bedroom. The lights were off and it was just the moon light filtering in through the windows when my sister whispers "theyre moving again!" i stare for a few minutes. Focusing on the one shelf she claimed it all happened at. Im watching for a few minutes when the stuffed bird twitches. Thinking im going crazy i get up out of bed. Walk up to it and stare at it. A minute later ot jerks a inch like somebody had just poked it.



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 02:14 PM
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(Continued)

There were no gusts, breezes, or insects or rodents to blame. The thing twitched randomly every minute or so like somebody was poking it. To this day i still have no idea what was going on there.

My mother once while home alone one mid day left the master bedroom for a minute or so. When she returned her entire wardrobe that had been in a long bank of dressers and cupboards was found completly thrown all over her room. All of them. The dresser draws and cabinet doors all closed. She was only a few feet outside the bedroom in the hall when all of this apparently happened. No noise and nobody else up there.


Windows and animals:

The house had tons of windows. The old thin glassed windows always made us a bit nervous kids and adults alike. The property around the house was large, unlit and dark. Who knows what was standing on the other side staring in and watching you. Youd often see dark shadows move past the windows as if something was out there. Often there really was sonething out there and youd see a brief glimps of the eyeshine from a coyote or deer looking back at you.

The most unnerving was the windows in the french doors off my bedroom that lead to a balcony. The doors were old, didnt lock and were just a few feet from my bed. We had wrought iron banisters on that balcony and ofyen in the muddle of the night id awake suddenly and look out the window to see a Great Horned Owl swivel its head arpynd and stare directly at you. It was something that startled you and you never really quite got used to it.


Shadow entities:

The house had other occupents that we all individually witnessed several times a year.

We had these dark roughly human shaped black shadows that were the size of children dart around the house. Sometimes youd be alone when youd see them other times with someone else.

They always sermed to be in rooms where people werent. As if they were deliberately trying to avoid you.

Its almost like they were up to something and didnt want to be seen.

For instance. Say it was the evening and everybody was together watching tv in the family room and you decided to get up and walk all the way across the hoyse to the other wing where the kitchen was. Youd walk in. And as you were going threw the door youd see a pair of shadowy like things flit very fast put of the room. The behavior was as if they were busted and trying to hide. Whatever they were did not like getting scene. Theyd be in the middle of the hall and turn and dart away from you. Turn a corner and go into some other unoccupied room.

Sometimes you could chase them from one room to the next. Youd run around a corner to see where theyd went and not see anything. Then after a second or so of looking around a child size shadow would break from an existing shadow into the lit room run past furniture and dart out the other end of the room and fled into another part of the house. They were too fast to be cornered though whatever they were.

They never seemed malicious, but they did seem shady as if up to something. And sneaky. You didnt quite trust them.


What psychics said:

On two occasions my parents brought individual psychics to the house. Both ssid the house sat on top of sone sort of porthole to who knows where and that things would come and go. One said the house was cursed. Anybody living in the house had bad luck. And we did too. Your luck would change the minute you moved out.


A story a former owner of the house had relayed to me who lived in the house a year after my father sold it:

This individual bought the house and renovated it a lot. Ths dark haunting bottom floor thst were the maids quarters and laundry were converted room by room into a man cave for him and his buddies to enjoy.

The room filled wall to wall with dirt was converted into a poker room. This individual would have his buddies over once a month or so for games of poker and cards thst would often last till sixin the morning.

One time while playing cards late at night one of the guests excused themselves to go upstairs and get something out of the kitchen fridge.

There was nobody else in the rest of the deserted house. Everybody was down stairs. As hes leaving the kitchen he sees a young man walk briefly down the hall and enter a office room. He thought to himself " huh? Thats weird! We were told nobody was to bring their assistants, just come alone as it was just the guys playing poker. Who brought their assistant tonight?"

So he goes back down stairs and asks the guys still in the poker room who had brought their assistant?

Nobody did.

Alarmed they all get up and search the house. Nobody there. Furthermore this individual had installed a state of the art security and alarm system. The house had been and was still locked up tight. Nobody had gotten in or out. There was nobody there and no accounting for who that guest had seen walking around.

Befuddled but sure there was nobody else but them in the house they went back down stairs to return to their interrupted poker game.

When they entered the room they found to their shock all of the playing cards thrown all over the floor. But nobody had gone into the room to have done it.


There were other little things too numerous to remember or mention i could relay about this house. But i wanted to ask you shed folk. Any similar stories or experiences that you guys would like to share? Anyone else live in a haunted house at any point in their lives?



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 02:36 PM
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I just had the dubious pleasure of telling my friend that her son was smoking...something. She'd found a little glass pipe in his pocket and showed me. I sniffed it and told her what it was, followed by the fact that at least he's not doing hard drugs or drinking so there's that. I also told her some health benefits from doing it. I hope he doesn't get in too much trouble.



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 03:20 PM
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a reply to: BASSPLYR

Hi Dave!
Chilling stuff.

I don't think I've ever lived in a haunted house but I have had a few strange occurrences over the years.

I did make a thread about them ages ago... but I don't think it really got picked up then??

HERE's the LINK to my FEELING A PRESCENCE THREAD

Thanks for sharing your stories!

G



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 04:58 PM
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Hello everyone!

Tom, thanks for sharing your music vid!

Wis, Dave and Gordi, enjoyed hearing about your spooky experiences very much!



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 05:14 PM
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Found an interesting video on Youtube just a few minutes ago.

You guys know how some people will record themselves or others while they sleep? Well this video deals with just that. It's kind of creepy when you think about it. Hard to explain why people have heard this and have got a recordings of the phenomena. Could it be voices from beyond the grave that people are picking up?




posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 05:32 PM
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a reply to: gimmefootball400

Hi gimme!

I like that!
(I tried one of those apps for a while but just got ME & my Wife Snoring!!! LOL)

thanks for sharing!
G



posted on Oct, 29 2016 @ 05:32 PM
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a reply to: gimmefootball400

Ooooh, that was creepy. Hey, one of those is from ATS!



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