Thread: theater ghost (true)

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I know nobody believes in ghosts... i mean, i am 18 and it is still hard to believe. But here goes... Theater is my life, I love it. So my freshman year, I tried out for musical.. "the wizard of oz." well during the course of this 3 month rehearsal period, I found out about Clarence. You see, Clarence was a (like janitorial type guy) well anyways this was probably 50 years ago or something like that and he was working on these lights at the top of the auditorium and he fell throught the ceiling and died. So he is the theater ghost. Well we had a few encounters with him. during the the last live performance of the show, the fire alarms went off. Out of nowhere. And another time i was in the light booth and they were working on another play and one of my friends was trying to change the light color on stage but it wouldnt change, it was red. for like 20 minutes. But they have this thing where they place this glass jar on the scaffolds and at the end of the show on the last night if there are 3 pennies in the jar, we had a good show... but if the jar is broken, it was a bad show. Its just clarences way of telling us how we did. its kinda creepy...

I believe in ghosts, not that I ever really had much of a choice since I grew up around them. Everybody in my immediate family has had their fair share of spirit contact. There was one time here not too long ago when we were all playing "The Game"--it's a hide-and-go-seek find the bean bags in the dark game lol. It was just something that we came up with and we all love it to DEATH! Anyway, my sister Stefani and I are deathly afraid of clowns so just before the game began my Mom pulled this old hand made clown with a rattle for a head down out of her closet and decided to scare us with it a bit. Well, after her and my sister Amanda had had their fill of laughs at our expense we began the game. One person stays in the house and hides bean bags in each room while the others go wait out in the garage. Amanda was it this time and while we were searching I ran into something that seemed to be in the middle of nowhere and I screamed. No one turned on any lights so as to not ruin the game, but they all wanted to know what was going on...so everybody felt around and felt the object, we had all reached the same conclusion...it was the clown with the rattle head! I know this sounds really funny, but my sister swore she had nothing to do with it and everybody swore to everybody that nobody knew anything about it. We finished out the game (avoiding that back room where the clown was haning like the pleague lol) and then turned on the all lights. Someone had hung the clown from the ceiling by some heavy duty thread and a push pin. Now, nobody but me could have reached that ceiling even with the step stool and there was nothing tall enough in the house that could have aided the little people LOL! We still accuse eachother of it sometimes, but no one really knows how it got there.

Enjoy that dead girl's body

so it was your mom who pinned it up there? or did it like appear outta no where?
~Spooky_Grl

"Day by day, fright by night"