tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470604276410220159.post6729032867713672710..comments2023-11-05T02:57:06.922-05:00Comments on The Vault of Horror: This Old Haunted HouseB-Solhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470604276410220159.post-5042184266105059192012-09-24T16:47:39.937-04:002012-09-24T16:47:39.937-04:00You forgot the exploding gum ball machine!
-Docto...You forgot the exploding gum ball machine!<br /><br />-Doctor X.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470604276410220159.post-29228420287409100512008-04-04T18:53:00.000-04:002008-04-04T18:53:00.000-04:00Thanks for sharing this, it was a good and creepy ...Thanks for sharing this, it was a good and creepy read. I've heard things in the night and felt things in a couple of places I have lived but I always manage to put it down to my overactive imagination and have never actually seen anything.<BR/><BR/>I can never, however, write off the possibilities of what lies undiscovered in this world.<BR/><BR/><BR/>DoveDovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02655904973457309356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470604276410220159.post-6617216093734114262008-04-03T19:22:00.000-04:002008-04-03T19:22:00.000-04:00This was a really interesting read.My girlfriend's...This was a really interesting read.<BR/><BR/>My girlfriend's house seems to be haunted. Her brother and sister have both seen things in their back room, in the mirror, and it is much colder than all of the other parts of the house. <BR/><BR/>My girlfriend often hears creaking noises on the stairs and voices coming from downstairs at night, and her mom had never experienced anything before, but she was upstairs in her room, and both her and her friend heard a girl's voice downstairs, and the door opened. They called and called, thinking it was my girlfriend, and when no one answered they went down to check on who it was, to find no one.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350692916090777986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470604276410220159.post-89664135541776674312008-04-03T15:49:00.000-04:002008-04-03T15:49:00.000-04:00The hair on the back of my neck stood up while rea...The hair on the back of my neck stood up while reading your story. I used to live in a house where audible sobbing could be heard at off hours of the night coming from the basement. For the longest time, I thought it was just my roommate, and it turns out -- she had been hearing it too, and thought it was me. After we had one of those awkward "Is everything okay?" conversations, we realized that it was neither of us. Cue the Twilight Zone music. We moved out soon thereafter, and I wonder if the new occupants ever hear it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470604276410220159.post-82475899847033989342008-04-03T12:42:00.000-04:002008-04-03T12:42:00.000-04:00I tease my sister all the time about the house she...I tease my sister all the time about the house she lives in being haunted. The previous owner was a lonely elderly woman who died in the back room and wasn't found of course for a few days so it was all quite disgusting I'm sure. My sister's family moved in shortly after without any fear and it wasn't long after that my niece began talking about weird sounds and voices and stuff. So, having grown up with my sister and the endless trauma a ghoulish monster kid brother like me inflicted upon her in our younger years, it only seemed right to capitalize on this newfound element to further torment her now in our later years. And the old lady ghost doesn't seem to mind, mostly cuz now she's not so lonely.Mr. Karswellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15889717828895556186noreply@blogger.com