...more spookey stories..

Nothin' says lovin' like somethin' from the coven...

"do you gotta go before we start????"

Nah..I'll wait..

..OK, so it was cold and dark..we've established that


There were about 5 out buildings we all needed to explore, so they split us up into groups..


Jeff, Rachael, Grandma Evelyn, Mr. B and me went with the GrandPooBah of the ghost hunters, Tom, {hi Tom!} a very amiable guy...and a good story teller.

We were in the sheep shearing barn..

LEGAL DISCLAIMER: no animals were hurt in the telling of this story..or in the shearing of sheep for that matter..it's like getting a haircut..or shaving your leg....uh..WHOLE body - like "laser hair removal" without the lasers....and the cost..

..and Tom was going on about the things that went on in there...

Jeff, being inquisitive ..and slightly bored I am thinking..was shinning his uber-huge flashlight around when he noticed the exhaust fan in the rafters of the barn..

One of those wind-activated jobs...no motor. It was spinning. Not too odd, except there was no wind.

Jeff called Tom over who promptly poo-pooed the idea it was anything ghostly. It kept spinning...

Grandma looking a Tom, me looking for the ghost..Mr. B looking for a nap...

He said "OK, so if you are wanting to play...make the fan...stop.."

Tom explaining and me with camera and batteries, phone, gloves, mace, Glock, flashlight, hat, sound recorder, bricks, a rusty gear, a spindle of wool and a Big Mac in my pockets...just kidding about the Big Mac..

It did. SHUT. UP! Yes, it did.

Still not convinced, Tom said, "OK, now start again.."

Oh. My. Heck. It started. Yessireee, it did.

And there were audible gasps from the "oh-so-savvy-non-believers-who-have-no-imagination"...

And Tom.

"OK, now.." says he.."stop it again."

As Captain Crunch is my witness, it stopped..again..

{Insert lots of nervous giggles}

"Now, start again" ewwww..it started!

"Now stop"

Yep.

Tom asked it he could "turn it the other direction" but this time, "he" didn't.


I figured he had AGADD..{Adult Ghost Attention Deficit Disorder} ..got bored and left..

OK , so if you're keeping score..

Recap:

Ghost- 1
Non-believers - 0

Elevator..going up?? Yeah, like I'm going to trust that counter-weight...

Another time was a room {Tom didn't disclose which room it was } that had a terrible thing happen to a women and she died.

Some of us went in 'a room' and once inside one of the girls said she was feeling nauseous..another started to step over the threshold, but couldn't go in. No way. Her instincts said not to go in..

When asked later, she said she always listens to her instincts and she had a bad feeling about that room...she felt whatever force was in there, they wanted to keep it to themselves..and she did not want to show disrespect ..

Tom didn't say anything to her, but as we were leaving I asked him if that was "the" room - it was...

So, can't say I'm a true believer, but I feel there may be forces, energies and unknowns that we need to be open to..and respect..and that one smart ghost hunter reminded us all of...

And I truly do believe there are Angels both visible and unseen in our lives..maybe hers was just not wanting her to feel the pain from that room...

OK, that's the end of my ghost hunting tales...gotta stop before I give myself ...

fRigHtmAreS!!

-me

..apparently, this is the red-neck lawn chair used by tired ghosts..you know, after a session of beer and bologna and peanut butter sandwiches..