Thread: Yeah, its haunted-- no big deal.

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I am not one to generally believe that houses are haunted but when it came to one buddies house-- it was haunted as hell.

We used to go and hang out over there. We'd go in the backyard and watch the attic lights turn on and off, then on and off, then on and off, when there was absolutely no one else in the house. We'd be out there drinking beers and he would go, "There goes my ghost again."

Now, a couple years back they sold the house .. but before they sold it him and his girlfriend wanted to take 'advantage' of the empty house (we're mostly adults .. I don't need to go too far into it) They are both in the living room taking 'advantage' of the situation when they both hear "Hello" coming from directly over the GF's shoulder. She hopped up onto her feet, bare to the world, and ran out the front door and into her car (which was in the driveway)

My buddy collects her things and goes out to the car. The two left to go where ever, probably like her house or something.

My buddies mother calls him the next morning hollering into the phone "What the -expletive- were you doing here last night?!" At this point my buddy is assume that his mother was in the house and caught him and the girlfriend and that she was the one who said "Hello". My buddy tells her that him and the girlfriend wanted to spend a last night in the house before it was sold. The mother says, "You didn't have a party here last night?" and he replies no.

The mother was showing that house that afternoon and apparently someone was 'walking' on the ceiling. When he went over there, there were dozens of black footprints on the ceiling. My buddy and another friend ended up having to clean them all off before the prospective buyers showed up.

My buddy told me that his father asked him and my other friend, "How did you guys manage to do that?" talking about the footprints when they went to go clean. My buddy said, "Must have been the ghost." and his father replied, "Well at east the ghost didn't leave any beer cans around."

The Parents still think that we had a party there that night, but from hearing the story for the girlfriend (who refuses to even go down that street anymore) I can tell you it was quite a tale.

Footprints on the ceiling is creepy!

LOL, I found that story pretty amusing. Love the "Well at least the Ghost didn't leave any beer cans around" almost fell off my chair...as far as the ceiling, may it was a spider pig...directly from Homer Simpson!!!!