re: Do you believe in ghosts/hauntings?

If this story is true, your friend is a pos thief. No ghost or spirit visited her, but at least she had the conscience to dream about her crime and isn't a total sociopath.

If you believe in hauntings, nursing homes and hotels must be the scariest places on earth.

People die in hotels all of the time and they try to get those rooms back to market within a day or so.

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The skeleton had a very beautiful ring on one of its fingers. My friend goes and takes the ring off of the remains.

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Yeah out of all the different karmas, the karma of being a grave robber would probably be my last choice

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aintlyTiger88

I never understood ghost clothes. You see a ghost and it’s wearing clothes

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I get that. Why should they care about wearing clothes?

Only one experience for me but it was enough to make me believe there are definitely things that can’t be explained by conventional thinking.

A little background…my senior year of high school in 1995 I only had to attend school until about 11:30. My grandfather that was suffering from dementia was also fighting throat cancer…I would drive him to all of his doctor appointments. Help my grandmother out with whatever he needed. Most days he didn’t really know who I was, what we were doing but he was always cooperative thankfully . The last doctor appointment we left we were pulling up to his house and he leaned over, grabbed me on the shoulder and said my name, looked me directly in my eyes and said “Thanks, you’ve been a good driver.” It was a nice moment where he had some clarity. He passed away a few days later.

Fast forward a year later. Freshman at LSU living in Kirby Smith. While sleeping I had a vivid dream where my grandfather came to me….grabbed me by the shoulder and calmly told me my Dad just had a heart attack but was gonna be ok. Next thing I know I was woken up by the phone ringing…my Mom calling me with the news. I immediately answered and asked how my Dad was. She was taken aback and asked how I knew and I said Poppy already let me know…

We owned an Antebellum home in Marion Alabama, built in 1830. The family who had it built lost members over three generations. All died in the house. Still had the groaning board (Door the dead were stretched out for viewing until casket box was built) in the house.

Mary Felix Reynolds was the last to die on the house. I wanted a ghost so badly it hurt, but the house was very quiet.

We had a cat who every night as we sat in the upstairs (Lady's) parlor, would run up the front stairs, into and across the parlor into a bedroom, down the back stairs and across the downstairs bedroom into the entry hall and back up the stairs to start the run again. She would do this two or three times and then rest, only to do it again a little later.

I always said Mary Felix was chasing the cat when she did it. The cat going berserk was the only ongoing evidence of any haunted experience.

One might, we were in bed when we heard a loud crash, I jumped out of bed with my Glock in hand and began to search the house for intruders. Eventually found a rather large painting in the Downstairs (Men's) parlor that for unknown reasons, fell off the wall. The hanger was still in place in the wall and the wire on the painting was still intact. For whatever reason, the painting just jumped off the wall.

Mary Felix was supposedly a nice lady. I have no reason to believe it was her who pulled the painting off the wall.

There was a military hospital at MMI during the civil war. The Doctor who commanded the hospital lived in the house as a border during his time in Marion.

Local belief was that the ladies at Judson College (One of them was Mary Felix Reynolds) Designed and constructed the Battle Flag of the Alabama Troops in the house as Alabama was seceding from the union.


Thirty years back, I was the Scoutmaster for a BSA Troop in Clinton. We always attended the fall camporee which was usually held on the battlefield of where the civil way Battle of Champion Hills was fought - on Private land between Bolton and Edwards, MS. One time, I was sleeping in my tent and I woke to the sounds of people outside my tent. I was immediately wide awake as one of them said, "You've got to come quick, Sir, Ben is hurt really Bad." I spoke up and they said it again. Louder the second time. Within a few seconds, I was grabbing my flashlight and unzipping the tent. There was no one outside the tent and no noises from troublemaking Scouts running through the woods beside a cow patch we had chosen for our Troop to set up our camp.

As quickly as I could get out, I began to search for the troublemakers. IT was late and there were absolutely no sounds of anyone moving around me in the woods. I looked for maybe 15 minutes and never found anyone. There were no scouts named Ben in my Troop.

I guess it could have been scouts, but 100 out of 100 times, I would have heard laughing scouts running away, assuming I didn't actually catch them within a few minutes.

I have other stories, but this is too long already.

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One of my favorite episodes of that ghost hunters show .. They were in Paraguay or Bolivia seeking paranormal activity at an old prison ( 1500s era )
And the cast is walking around asking in English for ghosts to present themselves. I'm like unless you become multi lingual when you die... Those people probably barely heard Spanish ( in 1500s) and never English