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| Name: eireann | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Location: nuneaton |
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my scary story is my m8 told me that she was in a htl rm in bangok. she signed in and the receptionist was mardy and my m8 was rude to her. then my m8 went to her room and she saw blood on the floor but at first she thought it was a pattern on the carpet. then the angry maid/ receptionist came in and said im also a maid and im cleaning the blood but my m8 fave her a coth and it went rite thru her and my m8 kept on seeing red patches everywher and one time she had blood on her. my m8 has never been bak scince

| Name: eireann | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Location: nuneaton |
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i have a scary story lol

| Name: JIMMY | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Location: Philly |
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| Name: Rooski | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Location: Philly |
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I was the night machine cleaner in at that time the largest donut kitchen in the world. Bonds Bakery in Philadelphia. There where 4 men on that night.
I kept looking up at the front of the building as something was catching my eye but it was to fast to get a good look at it. This was going on for a couple of hours and when break time came I had mentioned it to the other guys. They were relieved as they were seeing the same ting. Why none of us heard of an African American donut cook that died suddenly one night of a heart attack. My sister worked during the day and told me of this guy by the name of Jackson who laid down in the locker room one night and passed. She went on to tell me that quite a few people had seen him from time to time. Now some time later that year I was called in at the last moment and quite late. My boss said just take care of the machines and he'll give me the full 8 hours. I agreed and it was around 12:00 am when this creepy feeling the likes I never had before came over me. I was blasting this last machine with steam when I looked up and there in front of me dressed in white was none other than Jackson. I threw the steam nozzle at the specter and ran for the exit. I was shting green shaking like mad. I drove over my friends house and asked him to keep me company for a half hour and I'll buy him drinks all night when I get off. On the way out I looked over at the flour bags and there was a mess all around them. I explained what happened to me to my boss the next day and he told me the same thing has happened to a select few. This is a true story and if you ever run into any ex employees from Bonds in Philly ask them about Mr Jackson. The place closed down in the 70s

| Name: Rooski | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Location: Philly |
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My ex wife and I was walking in the woods in Media Pa. We came upon two young guys who offered us a pipe full of hash. We smoked with them and all of a sudden all the woods became quite still and peaceful. I looked around me and everyone was gone. I was alone. The day turned into night and I was quite worried about my mate. I was sure she was kidnapped. I couldn't find my way back to the car. I walked around for what I thought was hours. The sun then came up and in a clearing I saw my wife walking in front of me. I called out Lisa what happened to all of you? She asked what did I mean and where did the two youngsters go? The were just here. Puzzled I asked what the hell are you talking about. She said the hash is starting to take hold of her and it hit me that I was blitzed. We looked around very puzzled. When we got to the car we turned the news station on and found out it was the same day and only ten minutes passed. She told me that was about right but when I said but we talked to the two youths at least 15 minutes and 10 minutes to get to the car. She didn't believe my story except she could no believe how disheveled I looked in just a few minutes. When we got home we had sex all night long and gave birth 9 months later to twins. They turned out to be the two kids in the woods.

| Name: JIMMY | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Location: Philly |
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Hi Ghost Lovers!

| Name: Julissa Fontanez | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Location: Earth |
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I was walking. Kept walking. Tripped. Heard a bird tweet. Said "Oh my god what was that?" Saw the bird. Got evidence. Solved Case. Happy. Bye.
