This link is to a page that contains (supposedly) audio of ghosts and some rather angry ones. These are tapes made my ghost investgators in New JErsey. So check it out. So waste your company's money and co-workers time. Or simply hog the computer lame so students can't get in to work on their finals.
Of course many of you might easily dimiss this stuff, however it doesn't mean that they can't be freaky or the very least entertaining.
Feel free to tip your blog writer on the way out.
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This stuff is probably a bunch of hooey but that did not stop me from listening to all of the clips. This stuff always creeps me out a little bit, but I always stop on it when I am flipping by. Good post.
You should definitely put a pay pal donation button like Drew's on your site. I am sure that somebody out there will give you money. Especially if you tell them that you have cancer.
J
I listened to them but I only heard air on the baby clip. I don't know if I am crazy or I just didn't listen close enough but this stuff always freaks me out.
And I know Jay may thinks it is a bunch of 'hooey' but I don't. My favorite "experience" was when I got slapped on the ass in my apartment at school when I was the only person in the apartment. It hurt too.
Jenna, care to farther explain your ass slapping story?
In the latest issue of WERID NJ someone writes in about the atco train ghost that we experience. I almost exactly like it happened to us.
To this day the best excuse I could come up with was a motorcycle. That of course is very week in of itself for the fact that is just vanished, made no noise and was raining lightly that night.
If anyone wants me to tell the story of the ATCO Train ghost. I happily would.
Keith
The apartment I lived in was an extremely old house that was turned into apartments. The landlord had the originally deed to the house and several receipts that the original owners had framed in the foyer of the building. When my parents and I were being shown the apartment my mom commented on how that was pretty cool to have the history of the house. The landlord commented, "Yeah. But there are no ghosts," was quickly added. Which I just blew off. So then some weird things happened in the apartment, someone wispered my friends name in her ear while she was sleeping on my couch and the same night I felt someone sit on my bed, yada yada yada.
Then one day as I was doing my makeup in the bathroom with was pretty small something smacked me in the ass. Hard! It was the equivilant of Jay winding up and smacking me in the ass. It would have been a good laugh it one of my friends was in the apartment but I was the only one there. It was pretty freaky, to say the least but I later found out from a history professor that the house my apartment was in had been rumored to be a brothel way back in the day. So maybe a really sadistic and perverted ghost got a kick out of my pain or Jay somehow asterolly(sp?) projected himself to smack my ass.
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