posted October 01, 2006 10:49 PM         

And that story is true, by the way.

I'm so happy...

posted October 01, 2006 11:18 PM           

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"WHATEVER the soul longs for, WILL be attained by the spirit"

"Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation"

posted October 02, 2006 01:02 AM         

that is scary

posted October 02, 2006 03:56 AM         

That is amazing....

Any more?

posted October 02, 2006 05:23 PM         

Lovely, I hadn't thought of that... ew. I *think* she was just an old woman who died on the couch, not a suicide, but, then, I really don't know. Egad, thanks for the extra freakiness, there.

But really, anyone who tries to give a 5-year-old a bag of razors is up to no good, IMO. Brr. Or maybe she thought that that was what I was looking for, and was just trying to be helpful?

Sue, I have a few more, but they're all boring. How about you? I'd love to hear you guys' scary stories.

Thanks, And - yeah, I won a copy of his book John Dies at the End. I actually read it online, when he first wrote it. It's hilarious.

Haha, Pix! You ought to share your stories - we could all scare each other silly.

Thanks, y'all.

posted October 02, 2006 05:52 PM         

.....great story.....

What an experience that must have been....and yes, a bit on the "creepy" side......and I'm glad they got rid of that couch....

posted October 03, 2006 05:39 PM         

Something funny happened a few weeks ago tho...I won calender girl of the month at the gym I go to it for being the best DANCER....hahahaha.....

Sometimes when I get fed up of the machines I jump into the middle and dance like crazy. I thought I looked like a right prat....maybe I do, and maybe they are "humouring" me....either way it made me

posted October 04, 2006 08:57 AM         

I realize it's a true story, but in a lot of fiction there lies some truth. We cull our images from our lives, or steal them from the lives of our friends. That hand could reappear some day. Or the couch could. Or both. Give the razor label a name that has some sort of meaning and have that word/name start to appear.

You write very well, Johnny, and I very much enjoyed your story.

posted October 04, 2006 10:41 AM         

hahahaha.. i know it's ridiculous mind tricks, but you spooked me good!
I'd love to hear some more.
As Trillian said.. this needs expanding!
Especially with your stunning and affectionately familiar wit, Johnny, you'd write the kind of books I'd want to read. Even if they do haunt me.

posted October 06, 2006 07:37 PM         

Mirandeem, don't worry. Surely no one died on any of your furniture. Almost certainly not.

Heh, Trillian, you're right - they could show up... Wonder if that couch is still around, somewhere... Always nice to see you around here, by the way.

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...when I walk by my bed in the dark, I practically jump on it...

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Eek, Pix, hate to admit it, but I do that too. Though a hand reaching out and grabbing your foot would make for a great story...

'Personal freaky one?' You're just getting me more curious, y'know.

posted October 06, 2006 08:49 PM         

You did tell it well. It was punchy and clever, much like your posting style. You may be on something there. Er, I mean, on TO something there. heh heh.

I do believe you, though. I've had more than a few freeky encounters myself. Being tapped on the shoulder while alone in a room, seeing a figure walk by while half asleep on the couch, convinced it was my friend going into the porch to hide something. (we got into an arguement later because I insisted I saw him, and couldn't figure out why he would lie, other than to hide something from me. He swore it wasn't him and got mad at me...in a house that had a few freeky corners)....ahh, there's a few more stories there.

I definately know that the other dimensions can and do intermingle with ours on a regular basis.