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From: kinstrey@unix.ecs.rpi.edu (Michael Kinstrey)
Subject: Two occurrances
Followup-To: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Summary: telepathy, occult
Organization: Rensselaer Design Research Center, RPI, Troy, NY
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 16:40:26 GMT

One story involves my wife, the other is a personal
experience. 

Back when my wife was is college (early 80's), she 
had a roommate whom she suspected was practicing
witchcraft of some kind. She won't go into details,
it still frightens her A LOT even to talk about it,
but one night her roommate was out somewhere, and 
my wife was sitting on her bed reading. All of a
sudden she felt someone, someTHING sit on the bed
next to her. She looked up from her book, and nothing
was there, yet she felt its presence. After a moment,
it said, very clearly, "YOU ARE NOT THE ONE." It then
got up. 

My wife said it made no sound (walking, etc) other than
what it said. She also felt that "it" was very evil.

------------

When I was in college (same college, 3 years later),
my first computer course was in a huge lecture hall,
with over 100 students in it. Every time I would go
to that class that semester, I always felt like 
someone in the room was trying to read my mind. The
feeling would come and go, as if who ever was doing
it was "roaming" people's minds. After the first few
weeks of class, the "readings" were longer in duration,
sometimes lasting 5 minutes or more.

I never felt that someone was trying to tell me something,
rather that someone was trying to see what I was thinking.

The first few times it happened, the sensation would 
suddenly disappear as soon as I would think "Someone's
reading my mind!" It was like the person got caught 
in the act, and quickly stop. Eventually, even when I
thought it, the reading would continue. I would even 
quickly look around the room, to see if someone was
staring at me, or looked sheepish. No luck.

I have never felt that sensation in any other class,
including one's held in that classroom.


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From: flournoy@Xenon.Stanford.EDU (Raymond Suke Flournoy)
Subject: Re: Animal instincts?
Organization: Computer Science Department, Stanford University.
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 18:46:35 GMT

In article <cahy4=r@rpi.edu> kinstrey@unix.ecs.rpi.edu (Michael Kinstrey) writes:
>In article <EIVERSON.92Aug19231227@ithaka.nmsu.edu> eiverson@nmsu.edu (Eric Iverson) writes:
>>In article <EIVERSON.92Aug19230423@ithaka.nmsu.edu> eiverson@nmsu.edu (Eric Iverson) writes:
>>
>>> There are many well documented cases of this happening.  I've read
>>
>>I might also point out that this is not limited exclusively to
>>animals.  Case in point:
>>
>>My Aunt [...]
>
>My wife, Terry, and her mother are very close. ...

  Not to be a skeptic or wet blanket (I do believe in a supernatural
plane and I do love a good ghost story), but I am always wary of these
incredible-coincidence stories.  The problem is that even dumb-luck
will allow for these coincidences to happen sometimes, and we never
hear about all the other times when the coincidence never
materializes.  

  Case in point:  during college, one night I was awoken by this
incredible feeling that my mother was ill or in trouble.  The feeling
was *very* strong, and so I immediately called home.  I was extremely
worried, and was even crying by the time my father answered.  Because
of the time difference, he was still awake and my mother was in the
shower, but (as you've guessed) nothing was wrong.  My father was
pretty concerned about my emotional state though.  :-)  Afterwards, I
wondered if it was a misplaced premonition--maybe a different relative
or friend was in trouble.  But I never found anything to support that
either.

  Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled hauntings...


--Raymond Flournoy        
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Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: martyp@engin.umich.edu (Martin Pochmara)
Subject: Re: answering the phone before it rings
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 92 17:11:02 EDT
Organization: University of Michigan Engineering, Ann Arbor

>Several times.
>I even called the phone company about it, and they said that it's rather
>like the same thing that makes you wake up just before your alarm clock
>goes off.  When the connection is made, there's a very tiny little 
>click sound off some phone models, that's enough to cue one
>to pick up the phone, because one is so used to picking it up after 
>that click, regardless of whether or not it has rung yet.
>
>Ann

For years, my brother and myself would freak my little
sister out by telling her that we're psychic....we would
pick up the phone after hearing it click in but not ring!
We would begin to talk and she thought we were just playing
around until we told her it was for her!

				Marty
From: davisonj@bnr.ca (John Davison)
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Subject: Re: Ghosts in my life
Date: 19 Aug 92 20:49:26 GMT
Followup-To: sender,alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Organization: Bell-Northern Research, Richardson, Tx.

In article <15052@umd5.umd.edu> walrus@bessel.umd.edu (Grig Larson) writes:
>Its last effort was to get us to stay. When we moved, dark patches would
>fill corners of the room. It haunted a chair that we just left there for
>the landlords to toss....

        How did you know that it was trying to get you to stay?

>Now I live in Reston, and things are ok. We have a ghost here, but she's
>a friendly one, and once we made a "contract" that she could go as she
>pleased as long as she didn't interfere with anything, and she stopped
>tossing cups at us (another story, but this file has gone on way too long).
 
        Please tell more!

>I have net.friends who helped me move and can back me up on most of this.
>I left out a lot of stuff for sake of brevity, so if you have an questions,
>feel free to e-mail me.

        I can't from here...could you either do a follow-up post or send to
davisonj@ecn.purdue.edu?

thanks.


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From: eiverson@nmsu.edu (Eric Iverson)
Subject: A Mysterious Occurrence
Organization: Computing Research Lab
Distribution: alt
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 02:02:59 GMT


This happened to me a couple years ago.  I had just gotten home from
school for Christmas break, it was about midnight and I was laying in
bed half asleep.  Suddenly the door opened and a silent shadowy figure
walked in did something over in the corner of the room and left.  I
just assumed it was my dad looking for something, and went off to
sleep.  However, the next day when I asked him about it he said that
no, it hadn't been him, seeing as how he'd gone to sleep at 11 and
slept through the night (he never sleepwalks, if that's what you're
thinking.)  So then I asked my mom if she'd been in my room last
night, and no, she didn't remember being in there either.  Now that
struck me as odd since we were the only ones in the house that night
and there was no evidence of forced entry and nothing missing which
would indicate the presence of burglars.  

Then later that afternoon my mom came up to me all excited.  Could it
be that she had seen the shadowy figure too?  As it turned out, she
had.  After thinking about it for awhile she remembered that she had
woke up at about the same time I saw the apparition and had gone into
my room to check to see if I had enough clean socks.  On the way back
to bed she saw a shadowy figure that fit my description in the mirror
as she walked past.  Could this really have been the same shadowy
figure that I saw?  It hardly seems like it could be just a
coincidence.  The times and the locations match up too closely.  We
were all mystified as to how all this could have occurred in our
decent middle class suburb where stuff like this just isn't done, and
is in fact zoned against.  My parents still talk about it to this day.


BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

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Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: klaatu@fnalf.fnal.gov
Subject: A Protective Spirit
Organization: Fermi National Accelerator Lab
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 13:22:48 GMT
X-Posted-From: fnalf.fnal.gov
X-Posted-Through: sol.ctr.columbia.edu

When I was a young child I lived in an old house in Lowell, Indiana.  We had
moved in when I was about three years old.  Being a young boy, whenever I would
go downstairs from the second floor,  I would jump the last two or three steps.
Every so often when I would jump, it felt as if I would suddenly slow down and
I would be lowered slowly to the floor.  It really didn't feel as if I was being
grabbed, just slowing down.  I always attributed this experience to a young
boys imagination.  About 5 years ago I was talking to my brother and we began
recalling that old house.  I started saying "You know, I used to jump the last
few stairs there and sometimes..." when my brother finished "...it felt as if
you were being slowly lowered to the floor."  Needless to say we were both
pretty freaked by it.  We called our other brother and he too confirmed that
he had the same experience.  We had never mentioned it before this time to
anyone else.  Unfortunately, when I went back to check out the house, I found
that it was torn down.  I like to think that the "spirit" was trying to protect
us from hurting ourselves.  As children,  we thought of it more as a game than
anything else.

Mike Vraniak
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: jlysagh@hubcap.clemson.edu (james joseph lysaght)
Subject: sex with ghosts
Organization: Clemson University
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 18:44:15 GMT

Do any of you know of any good ghost stories where someone had sex with
a ghost.  Willingly, I mean, not raped.  I have heard of people being
raped by a ghost but what about willingly having sex with them?

Jim
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: FURRJK@vtvm1.cc.vt.edu
Subject: The Vanishing Hitchhiker
Organization: The Ohio State University Department of Computer and Information Science
Date: Fri, 21 Aug 1992 16:11:25 GMT

I've heard many versions of the Vanishing Hitchhiker story over the years...
and of course, every single person who told me their version insisted that
it was a) true, b) had actually happened in their area, and c) all the other
versions were just imitations of this, the true version.

Interesting, actually.  I've had a few people offer to take me to 'the house'
where the person's coat was found neatly folded on the grave out back, etc.
etc., and other places that figured in the story.  It's interesting how the
various versions of the story all tend to include a rich variety of local
color elements, so as to add verisimilitude and believability.
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: jlysagh@hubcap.clemson.edu (james joseph lysaght)
Subject: whitehouse ghosts
Organization: Clemson University
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 13:18:09 GMT

I remember one year in high school many years back now... for fun we
decided to study some ghost stories in english class around holloween. 
I read abook about the white house and it's ghosts.  The book listed
several.  

1.  Supposedly, whitehouse staff, presidents, and tourists alike, have
at times seen a young boy running thorugh the whitehouse and sliding
down the banister.  The boy is described as wearing nickers, and a cap
as in the 1800's.  Supposedly, this boy is the son of one of the
presidents, I forget which one.  Some president, after just being
elected, was on his way to DC with his family when the train they were
traveling on wrecked and the presidents son was killed.  This son had
alledgedly been very excited about getting to play in the whitehouse and
talked at length about how he planned to slide down the banister.

2. Several guests in the whitehouse have reported seeing someone who fit
the appearance Abe Lincoln just as someone already mentioned the queen
of England had.  Supposedly, Abraham Lincoln always used to check in on
his guests at before bed to be sure they had all they needed and that
their comforts had been seen to.  Some people even report that this
"Ghost" of Abe Lincoln asks them if they are comfortable and if they
need anything.  Sounds like a darn hospitable ghost, doesn't he.

3. Directly related to 2.  When I lived in the DC area it was a popular
tale that the Reagans dog had some serious hangup with the bedroom that
had been used by Abraham Lincoln.  The dog would not walk past the room
without a lot of tuggin on it's collar and supposedly they had to keep
the door shut or the dog would look in the room and growl and bark and
howl at the empty room.


Totally non-related and just my imagination going wild here but...
Isn't kind of amazing that the tabloid rags have not whipped up some
story of the ghost of Kennedy and Marilyn Monroe together or some such
thing?

Jim
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: samw@bucket.rain.com (Sam Warden)
Subject: Re: Street lights
Organization: Rick's Home-Grown Un*x
Date: 22 Aug 92 22:28:34 GMT

Re street lights going out as one approaches.
 
Now this is _interesting_.  I've had this `talent' for the last 4-5
years, and yes, I took 440 volts 60 Hz from hand to hand and (apparently)
lived, about 3 years prior to that.   

This is starting to look rather common, judging by the postings here. 
So the question becomes, are there also people who definitely _don't_
do this, or do streetlights just go off a lot.  :-)  (I don't recall
noticing this years ago, but maybe memory is selective.)
 
But apparently I'm harmless to computers, so the bogon field must not
be involved.   8-)
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From: christin@cae.wisc.edu (Christine Haas)
Subject: Re: House of horrors
Organization: U of Wisconsin-Madison College of Engineering
Date: 20 Aug 92 10:39:02 CDT

In article <1992Aug20.141603.3098@cs.joensuu.fi> asiivo@cs.joensuu.fi (Antti Siivonen) writes:
>	I have been harassed by ghosts all my life through. Many people have 
>	witnessed that there actually is ghosting. Now I finally know how to 
>	make them go away. I almost became nuts. 
>-- 
>
>		Andreas - Siperian Sirri   Siberian Stint
>
>	No ITU, love, evolution.           Tuusniemi ! Siis imein suut !

How do you make them go away??
From: moroney@ramblr.enet.dec.com
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Subject: Re: More ghost stories
Date: 21 Aug 92 04:26:01 GMT
Organization: Digital Equipment Corporation

In article <1992Aug20.234824.255@cis.ohio-state.edu>, tbrown@tortoise.cis.ohio-state.edu (ted croft brown) writes...
> 
>And in the same vein as ghosts showing up right after they have died...has
>any one recieved any e-mail from someone sent after they have died?

Actually, yes, though it was the work of a computer blindly following commands.

Someone I knew went on a long vacation, and died suddenly.  I sent mail to
him (his account) saying goodbye.  Got a reply from a 'mail watcher' program
which gave a canned message saying that the person was on vacation, will
return on such-and-such a date, etc, a few hours later.  Scared me for a
millisecond, then I realized what it was (I knew I'd get a canned message,
but the fact I prompted such a message slipped my mind momentarily)

-Mike
From: koczaja@grip.cis.upenn.edu (Donna Koczaja)
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Subject: Father's Death...
Date: 20 Aug 92 17:12:05 GMT
Organization: GRASP Lab, University of Pennsylvania

Hmmm, I do not know the relevance of this story tothis group, but the previous
posting reminded me of my own very personal 'incident'.
  Where to begin...my father had always been very ill---he was a diabetic from
age four and at forty-something his health was slowly deteriorating, (sight,
circulation, etc)  Anyway, he was in the hospital for a reason I cannot speci-
fically remember (I was 13), but it had something to do with an operation he
had had a few weeks earlier.   He went in the hospital on a Saturday night, and
I remember he called home on Sunday afternoon.  My mother asked me if I wanted
to talk to him.  It is strange, but I remember my thoughts so clearly.  I 
thought to myself, if I talk to him, he'll just talk to me like I'm 2 years old
just like Daddy would to his little girl. I hated when he talked to me like
that.  I also thought to myself, I'll just see him tomorrow.  But for some 
reason, I did talk to him  (perhaps because it was 'the right thing to do', I
do not know)  and I told him I loved him.  This is significant because our
family never got along too well, and I had nottold him I loved him in a very
very long time; I remember choking on the words a bit, as well.
  Anyway, that very same night, we got a call from the hospital, apparently 
my father had a heart-attack and had died.  No one ever suspected that, 
especially me, my Dad was always going to be there.

I to this day wonder whether I had some sub-conscious foresight to tell him I
loved him that day, or if I somehow knew that that would be the last time I
ever talked to him.

I apologize if I digressed too far from this newsgroup...


Donna
From: cjs01@cd.amdahl.com (Chris Somers)
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Subject: Re: sex with ghosts
Date: 20 Aug 92 21:18:12 GMT
Distribution: usa
Organization: Amdahl Corporation, Sunnyvale CA

In article <1992Aug20.184415.17184@hubcap.clemson.edu>,
jlysagh@hubcap.clemson.edu (james joseph lysaght) writes:

>Do any of you know of any good ghost stories where someone had sex with
>a ghost.  Willingly, I mean, not raped.  I have heard of people being
>raped by a ghost but what about willingly having sex with them?
>
>Jim

   Alright, I don't have a story to relate, but this subject line made me
   think of a piece I grabbed off of rec.humor awhile back. 

   Just HAD to post it =)

-----
Date: Tue, 7 Apr 92 12:46:36 PDT

On yesterday's Donahue episode:

Donahue: Today we will be talking to people who have had sex with ghosts. Will
         everyone in the audience who believes in ghosts please stand up.
  
  (Most of audience stands)

Donahue: Will everyone who has actually seen a ghost, please remain standing.

  (About half of audience sits down)

Donahue: Will everyone who has had sex with a ghost, please remain standing.

  (Everyone sits down except a seedy looking man in overalls)

Donahue: And where are you from, sir?

Man: Oh, I got a farm in Nebraska.

Donahue: And you have had sex with a ghost?

  (Brief silence)

Man: Gosh, no! I thought you said goat.


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Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: CSMSETS@MVS.OAC.UCLA.EDU (CSMSETS)
Subject: Re: The Queen Mary
Date: 19 Aug 92 16:26:21 PDT

In article <4932@blue.cis.pitt.edu.UUCP>, on 19 Aug 92 14:28:05 GMT,
hummell+@pitt.edu (Andrew G Hummell) writes:

>
>This is a brief account of an experience that I had several years ago.
>
>My family and I were in California to see my younger brother graduate from
> ...Stuff deleted...

They (the people that work there) claim that there are always strange
things that happen on "G" deck of the Q.M. (this was the morgue during
its tour of duty in WWII).
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: leebal@teal.csn.org (Lee Ballentine)
Subject: Re: Looking for published Colorado ghost fictiion
Organization: Colorado SuperNet, Inc.
Date: Sat, 22 Aug 1992 13:28:19 GMT


We are looking for published ghost stories with a Colorado setting,
preferably by Colorado authors for a project we have underway. Our
research indicated that there are probably no recent publications of
this kind... we need help from some of you who have extensive
collections of such material. Please note that we're in need of ghost
fiction--not "true accounts" from the newspapers, etc.

If anyone has any leads, please e-mail me directly.

Thanks!

Lee Ballentine
probook@csn.org

Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
From: kinstrey@unix.ecs.rpi.edu (Michael Kinstrey)
Subject: Re: Animal instincts?
Followup-To: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Summary: Mother-child links
Organization: Rensselaer Design Research Center, RPI, Troy, NY
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 16:09:07 GMT

In article <EIVERSON.92Aug19231227@ithaka.nmsu.edu> eiverson@nmsu.edu (Eric Iverson) writes:
>In article <EIVERSON.92Aug19230423@ithaka.nmsu.edu> eiverson@nmsu.edu (Eric Iverson) writes:
>
>> There are many well documented cases of this happening.  I've read
>> some articles in Omega about this.  There are also many cases of animals
>> spontaneously dying within a few days of their masters.  Weird stuff.
>
>I might also point out that this is not limited exclusively to
>animals.  Case in point:
>
>My Aunt [...]

My wife, Terry, and her mother are very close. They talk to each other
almost every single day. Anyway, one afternoon while Terry was in
college (over 400 miles away from home), she was suddenly hit with
a very strong feeling that something terrible had happened to her
mother. She immediately called home, and her brother told her that
her mom had just been in a serious car accident less than an hour
earlier, and was in the hospital.

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