From: justin@mik.uky.edu (justin sullivan)
Subject: Re: Not much of a ghost story
Organization: University Of Kentucky, Dept. of Math Sciences
Date: Sun, 6 Sep 1992 05:59:55 GMT

In <1992Sep5.213634.11432@athena.cs.uga.edu> rholmes@athena.cs.uga.edu (Robb Holmes) writes:

>        One night, when I was about fifteen, I was so absorbed in the
>book I was reading that I never turned out my light and went to sleep.
>About four in the morning, an odd thing happened: the door connecting
>my room to the back bedroom started rattling in its frame, as though
>someone were standing on the other side and gently shaking the
>doorknob.

Well, I have a similar tale, though quite bland compared to yours. :)
It's not really a story even.. Well, I live in a townhouse here in Lexington,KY.
A few years ago when I used to spend a lot of time in the basement (playing
the piano or writing a book or something), the most peculiar thing would 
happen.. What made it REALLY peculiar (I thought) was that it just started
shortly after I started spending time down there at night.. 
   There's a sliding glass door to the fenced backyard, and the door is covered
with contemporary venetian blinds. One night, all of sudden, the blinds would
rattle, usually quite violently (enough to separate them from the little tabs
at the tob that they hung from).. They would do this for oh.. anywhere from
30 seconds to a minute, tops. The room in the basement where this happens
is closed off, more or less..
   There's an A/C duct nearby, but it's never running when this happens. Doors
are closed, windows are closed, no one is moving around.. Even so, if any
wind was blowing, unless it was a tornado (nothing new for this shitty
Kentucky weather.. must be what we get for putting up with Yankees :), it 
couldn't knock them around like it does.. I never saw anything, but the area
immediately around the blinds gets very cold (not that the basement ever   
really gets 'warm' though.. :). I don't spend any time down there anymore 
(we just use it for storage now), so I don't know if it still happens, but
I wonder why there would be a poltergeist in this uneventful place..
   Now some of the other houses around here I could understand. To my left,
there was a dope fiend that died of AIDS.. To my right, a person died of
AIDS also (no thanks to a blood transfusion). A former governor drowned one
house over (it's a townhouse complex, really). And that's just THIS end..
Now that I think about it though, two or three people in the house to my
left have died of 'questionable' circumstances.. So why do *I* get all the
crap? (unless there's someone buried under the patio or something.. :)
   Oh, I might as well throw this in (kind of embarassing though..). The
fellow who turned off lights just by being around them? Well, maybe this
is another example of biostatic fields.. When this was happening, I had a 
girlfriend who liked to have sex on the cozy couch, which is usually the time
the blinds started to rattle. Of course, the window has a set of blinds just
like the ones over the sliding glass door, and they never rattled, even
though they're about the same distance apart..
   Turn lights off, eh? Well, shoot, that's nothing.. I can make the wind
blow! :)

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