Originally posted by randyvs
ok i have one to go along w/ these nickels and cigarettes ,beer can stories but not the strangest thing thats ever happened to me. following my partner out of this bar probly 2 yards behind he made a sharp right out the bar room
door taking a drag off his smoke , as i made the same sharp right out the door he decides to flick his cig at me as im coming out and him still walking away.he flicked that cigarette right between my index and middle finger in perfect smoking position and when he turned around instantly i was standing there like the biggest badass taking the last drag off of his cig.all he could say to me the rest of that day was .noway no fn way!
that guy was the best friend i ever had.
Originally posted by irishchic
Very cool and thought-provoking thread! Some things really can't be explained away over cocktails,right?
I was 15: staying overnight at my Aunt's house,she was a pretty odd-duck but she was always good to me,was only 8 years older than I was, and it got me out of my parent's house so I enjoyed visiting.
She had 3 friends over for "girl talk" and drinks,at the time she was married to a dairy farmer in Upstate NY and lived in a VERY old home that was on the property of the man he worked for.
They started messing around with a Oujia board while giggling and just carrying on.I wanted to "play" too and one of the girls and I placed our hands on the planchet and it started to move rapidly across the board: I swear to this day I can remember the vibrations and the feeling that I couldn't have stopped the movement if I had tried.
We then took our hands OFF as we both became aprehensive and the damn thing kept moving around by itself.I chit you not,I have no reason to make this up and it has haunted me for years.
It spelled out the name "Henry" and started talking about "horses" and how there was "pain"...the other strange thing that happened was that the room had a strong smell of garlic in it.Not sure why but it came out of nowhere and grew stronger.
This happened in the time-frame of maybe 5 minutes or so but it seemed like hours...needless to say,everyone in the room became very frightened and the "game" was quickly ended.
When my Uncle came home all of the girls started talking at once,telling him what had happened and he laughed it away BUT...his boss's son was with him and he went very pale and asked if he could sit down.
He proceeded to tell the story he had heard thought his family about a man named "Henry Hoiught" who had been caught stealing horses on the property in the late 1800's and was hung without a trial from the tree out in front of the house that my Aunt was living in.
He said that the previous farmer who had occupied the house had left the job because the house was simply too "evil" to live in.
Both of my Aunt's children died very young in that house under suspicious circumstances.
I have never and will never touch a Ouija board again.
It almost feels "good" to have actually written this down.
[edit on 2-6-2009 by irishchic]
Originally posted by ldyserenity
This is a really good thread and there hasn't been any responses in a while. Too bad, I enjoy reading these tales.
Originally posted by alaskan
I posted this in a thread I made (here) but nobody seemed to care...
Me and a friend were fishing on this river. We walked through the woods about a half a mile upstream and found a nice looking bank that stuck out like a very small triangle/arrow of baseball-sized rocks from the bank into the river, just big enough for us both to stand on, with curved banks on either side. The water was only a few inches deep until about ten feet from the bank, where it dropped to almost two feet.
I noticed and immediately pointed out this whirlpool about 15 feet away downstream, less than five feet from the bank, coming upriver at us at probably 2-4 feet per second, me thinking it was a school of fish doing something weird or some big fish fighting. We hadn't caught a single fish in the past 3 nights we've gone out, so I was vigilant.
It wasn't just a whirlpool/vortex, it was spinning/splashing water.
It followed the "]" curve of the bank, with us being on the point.
It passed/went around us less than a pole's length from "shore," following the contours of the bank, where the water was less than knee-height, and we could see there weren't any fish or anything else in the water. The wind hadn't picked up at all and was barely breezing to begin with, and there was no sound.
It went another 20 or so feet, until it met a muddy part of the bank that stuck out a little, which was taller than the rocky area we were standing on, where the whirlpool stopped, and what I'm presuming was the wind jumped up the bank into a bush, clearly shaking it, and that's the last we saw.
We've both experienced tornadoes in other states, and countless dust devils everywhere we've lived, but this completely baffled us. All the waterspout footage I can come across involves lots of vapor in the air, but there was none. No noise either.
We've both tried explaining it to other people but they just look at us like we're idiots, and as it was happening we were trying to come up with explanations, but couldn't, and have been in kind of a state of awe anytime we talk about it.
Definitely strange, even if it was just the wind.
[edit on 10-6-2009 by alaskan]