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Post by 19101989 on Nov 16, 2009 15:33:07 GMT -5
u are running through the woods try to avoid the Strikes of the dense trees which began to color with white... the color of hope or ...horror.... can u here the sound of thunder , can u see the flash of lightning..there are drops of water on your nose , rise your head to the cloudy sky , it begins to rain ...what a bad day for a picnic.... can u feel the cold , the need to find a close place to enter and a warm fire to melt the ice which try to crawl its way to your veins , u look around , searching for a glimpse of hope , of light to lighten your way through this Dreary ...jungle ...and u did ..u see a very faint ray of light between the branches of an old oak , u pave your way to the warm , the fire and of course to the human company... who could be there else ?? .. u find a small luminous cottage . u knock the door and wait impatiently , scrubbing your hands to try to push some blood to this blue icy muscles , then they open the door ..with a warm smile asking u to join them around a warm endless fire with a bunch of tenderhearted people , join them , listen to their stories and fairytale to their adventures and experiment ....oh but do not get afraid of what they will say ,, i do not guarantee to u to like what they will tell .. may be u gradually will think that the cold horror outside is not that bad comparing with the warm horror inside but as they say "u can enter but u can not leave " just cherish the moments and the warm fire .. its only hours and the storm will end so let the storm roar , u are around the fire ........ sorry for the very long intro , the idea is that we are gonna here to write about stories we heard about supernatural or extraordinary events u heard or watched or get attached to by anyway , horror , fantasy, adventure , parapsychology and so on so lets gather around our beloved warm fire and begin the recital
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Post by 19101989 on Nov 16, 2009 15:47:23 GMT -5
here i will begin with the first story The mummy which caused the sink of the titanicThe story of the sink of titanic on the night of 14 April 1912 is still suffering from incomplete aspects even with the fact that its careless captain tried to break the record and drove the Legendary ship with crazy speed and into the terrifying crash against the iceberg and all the other details known by the whole world. The unofficial story tells us about an ancient Pharaonic princess's mummy was on board of the titanic how? .., this princess lived 15 century before the birth of the Christ and was buried on Luxor definitely on the West Bank of the Nile , where all ancient dead were buried , she was Lying in peace , until the English lord (unknown ) came to luxor and bought it , the mummy Soon found its way to England causing a lot of crisis in its voyage , so the English lord found that its better and more safer for him to buy it to the Britain museum , hence a chapter of " the jewel of seven stars " novel written by Bram stoker begin , the only difference here is that all its events are true . The mummy began to cause a line of pain, troubles and death to all who treat with or share in its transference to the museum . The Curator said that he heard a voice of crying emitted from the hall of mummies late on night, all who tried to erase the dust from the face of the mummy, their children died with Measles within 7 days According to the story the mummy was about to kill all the museum staff even the photographer who took a picture to the cover of the mummy and made the Acidification to it , saw a Terrible face that made him , Confined himself on a room and used a gun … to blow his head. The well known Sibyl' Helena plavatisky " paid a visit to the mummy and declared its opinion that the mummy was hunted by an evil power that can not be Expelled forever cause evil will remain evil for ever , they can only get rid of it In April 1912, an American businessman was enthusiastic to buy the mummy and planned for it to be transported on board of titanic….and then the titanic sank with 1500 travelers and … an ark of an ancient Egyptian princess's mummy Weird is not it? I will try to post an explanation to this Supernatural story on the next post Just try to feel the delight cold fire crawls on your backbone and then u will realize the pretty of sitting together around the fire [/b]
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Post by Rongar on Nov 16, 2009 18:37:08 GMT -5
Interesting story about the mummy and the titanic.
Is it a true story, or was it your vivid imagination??
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Post by 19101989 on Nov 17, 2009 2:44:48 GMT -5
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Post by Doubar on Nov 18, 2009 4:38:18 GMT -5
Have never heard about that story. Thanx for sharing, Bryn.
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Post by Bryn on Nov 18, 2009 7:18:14 GMT -5
ya ive heard of that story, dont think i believe it much but it was still interesting non the less.
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Post by Firouz on Nov 21, 2009 12:09:17 GMT -5
So how does this continue? Does someone pick a few pics and make a story from it? I've never done a game like this beofre so I'm curious...
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Post by 19101989 on Nov 21, 2009 12:26:55 GMT -5
@firouze : no dear , lets say it is just a telling of stories we heard and affected us may be we were part of it u know the way some guys gather around a fire on a camp or something and every one began to tell a story , horror , interesting , supernatural and so on , that is some thing like that it is not a game. it may be a kind of, but not totally . i stared and told my story so what about you guys ? care to share some u know a bout ??
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Post by Firouz on Nov 21, 2009 14:09:24 GMT -5
In a house very much like this one, in the old mamors of Pennsylvania, I had a ghostly encounter once.... Believe what you will, but this is true. I had been sleeping over at a friends house Halloween Eve's night, and all was silent. I couldn't sleep. Something, I knew was there, yet I could see nothing there physically. I wasn't scared so much a anxious and curious, so I called out, "Who's there?" No one answered of course, and after a time I was able to make myself go to sleep. An hour later though, I was wakened by someone shaking my arm. I looked around but no one was there. Again I felt the touches, like a child trying to waken me followed by the voice, "Wake up please, I'm scared..." Now I was scared. I couldn't see what had touched me or talked to me. I looked all around, yet still nothing. Bravely I asked again, "Who is there?" Again nothing. After three more hours of staying awake, slowly making myself more and more scared of the lengthening shadows, dawn arrived. I didn't say anything, but that morning, my friend's grandmother arrived and had us all to shopping for the Halloween party that night. Night arrived... As we gathered around the campfire my friend's grandmother had made, she began to tall us a story involving a young girl named Susan. Susan had live in the manor house about two hundred years ago, but had been murdered by her scheming uncle to claim her inheritance. The same uncle who had terrorized his charge till the day he killed her, or so the legends say according to grandmother. Grandmother ended by saying, "...and by and by young Susan still lives, a shadow of her former self, trying desparatly to escape her tormentor, her uncle Giles. It is said that she comes in the night, comes to a female she thinks she can trust, and tell them of her pain. How she comes, no one knows for sure, but from the tales it is in different ways...touches on the back, awakening from a sleep, or screaming from the tower rooms. But one thing remains the same, she just wants your help." I had never been more frozen in fear and shock. To have experienced this little girl, without even knowing who she was before I had heard the story, was a shocker for sure. Believe it to be false or true, it's your decision, but to me it was all to real and not a dream during the night. I've never forgotten it, and have since then experienced one or two other ghostly beings too. I'm a believer to be sure, but I'm not taken in by hoaxes and what-not.
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Post by 19101989 on Nov 21, 2009 15:23:21 GMT -5
@firouze: good ...now i am scared ! u really faced that hunted situation and still have your mind i should shake your hands ...and on the Halloween eve too ...what a horrible atmosphere i my self once was sleeping on a sofa in front of my mother,s bed to nurse her while she was ill a long time ago *but now she is OK * then i felt exhausted and decided to take a nap.. then i have to say that the room was quite dark and i slept facing the wall ...suddenly i felt a very real stroke on my arm ..i froze on my place for more than three minutes and the hair on my back begin to stand i was sure that my mom was peacefully sleeping and no one on the house was awake so what is the source of the stroke .. i turned carefully around expecting the worst but there was no thing then gradually i rose from my place and run off to my room stacking on my bed and covering my whole body with my blanket till the morning trying to convince my self that this just a dream or an illusion
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Post by Firouz on Nov 21, 2009 16:43:56 GMT -5
I can sympathize and empathize totally! I almost positive that my old house was huanted by two girls who loved to play.
Both my mother and I continuously heard them laughing and giggling and playing in an old room that we used for storage.
When it was time for bed, my mother or I would go up to the room, knock on the door, and say, "Bed time girls!"
Usually that make the noises stop, but on their mischievious days, we'd have to go back a second or thrid time and say, "Go to bed girls!"
Thankfully, my experiences have so far been with children and not others.
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Post by Sinbad on Nov 21, 2009 16:52:29 GMT -5
Whoa that´s... creepy, Firouz
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Post by 19101989 on Nov 21, 2009 17:23:22 GMT -5
@sinabd : that's amazing that u really honored the page and come to have a look after all this time care to share some ghostly experience
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Post by Sinbad on Nov 21, 2009 17:25:02 GMT -5
I´ve been reading all along wondering whether I´d have a creepy story to tell myself, ;D but so far I didn´t come up with one. I guess my knowledge of stories more goes into the fantasy genre. *scratches head*
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Post by 19101989 on Nov 21, 2009 17:31:52 GMT -5
@sinbad : feel free to write whenever u feel like that i just like u to be always around
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