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Lady Snowdon:
Last night was a weird night!  I talked to my DH around 4:15 and he had said he'd left work at about 4 and was planning to be home shortly.  It's generally about 30-45 minutes for him to get home, depending on traffic.  At about 4:30, our dog started freaking out, running around and barking his head off.  Usually this is a sign that DH is home.  Sure enough, I heard the garage door open, and I looked out the living room window and saw his car come driving in the cul de sac and to our driveway.  I never heard the garage door close though, and he never came inside.  After a few minutes, the dog calmed down, and I opened the door from the garage into the kitchen.  Garage door was closed, no car - but the garage light was on!  What the heck!

DH called about two minutes later and said he was stuck in traffic and probably wouldn't be home until close to 5.  I told him what had happened, and he laughed and apologized for sending his ghost presence home ahead of him. 

Then, all last night, there were these weird knocks and clunks from various areas of our house.  Neither the dog nor my DH seemed to hear any of it, so I don't know what was going on with that.  Just made my night a little bit more spooky and weird that I'd planned on!

TeamBhakta:

--- Quote from: Lady Snowdon on November 01, 2013, 01:34:46 PM ---Last night was a weird night!  I talked to my DH around 4:15 and he had said he'd left work at about 4 and was planning to be home shortly.  It's generally about 30-45 minutes for him to get home, depending on traffic.  At about 4:30, our dog started freaking out, running around and barking his head off.  Usually this is a sign that DH is home.  Sure enough, I heard the garage door open, and I looked out the living room window and saw his car come driving in the cul de sac and to our driveway.  I never heard the garage door close though, and he never came inside.  After a few minutes, the dog calmed down, and I opened the door from the garage into the kitchen.  Garage door was closed, no car - but the garage light was on!  What the heck!

DH called about two minutes later and said he was stuck in traffic and probably wouldn't be home until close to 5.  I told him what had happened, and he laughed and apologized for sending his ghost presence home ahead of him. 

Then, all last night, there were these weird knocks and clunks from various areas of our house.  Neither the dog nor my DH seemed to hear any of it, so I don't know what was going on with that.  Just made my night a little bit more spooky and weird that I'd planned on!

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That's creepy. Reminds me of the Twilight Zone episode "Ring A Ding Girl."  :o

RingTailedLemur:

--- Quote from: Lady Snowdon on November 01, 2013, 01:34:46 PM ---Last night was a weird night!  I talked to my DH around 4:15 and he had said he'd left work at about 4 and was planning to be home shortly.  It's generally about 30-45 minutes for him to get home, depending on traffic.  At about 4:30, our dog started freaking out, running around and barking his head off.  Usually this is a sign that DH is home.  Sure enough, I heard the garage door open, and I looked out the living room window and saw his car come driving in the cul de sac and to our driveway.  I never heard the garage door close though, and he never came inside.  After a few minutes, the dog calmed down, and I opened the door from the garage into the kitchen.  Garage door was closed, no car - but the garage light was on!  What the heck!

DH called about two minutes later and said he was stuck in traffic and probably wouldn't be home until close to 5.  I told him what had happened, and he laughed and apologized for sending his ghost presence home ahead of him. 

Then, all last night, there were these weird knocks and clunks from various areas of our house.  Neither the dog nor my DH seemed to hear any of it, so I don't know what was going on with that.  Just made my night a little bit more spooky and weird that I'd planned on!

--- End quote ---

Sounds like a vardogr.

2littlemonkeys:
This isn't truly a ghost story but it did make me think, "Did that really just happen?"

The forecast for Halloween in our area was not great.  At least rain, if not, downpours were forecast and my kids were a little concerned about it.

The night before last, I had a dream that we were getting ready to go out.  It was miserable; thunder, lightning, rain, the works.  Just as we were pulling out of the driveway, the sun broke out and it was clear and beautiful.  I woke up and hoped it was an omen or something that we at least wouldn't be soaked.

So last night, the forecast had improved greatly and though it was still heavily overcast and damp, it had stopped raining and we were pretty sure it wouldn't rain while we were out. 

Just as we were leaving, the sun broke out for a few minutes.  It wasn't clear and beautiful but close enough, LOL.

Dazi:
I've think I've mentioned before that the one place I rarely see any ghosts are at cemeteries.  My running theory is because they didn't actually die there, but I have seen a few, so not impossible or anything.

So imagine my surprise when I saw an elderly gentleman walking along the side of the road on the grass adjacent to the cemetery...at 6:30 am...in a fully decked out, awesome suit.  The first day I saw him, I thought I was mistaken and he was alive and well and must be walking to or from the cemetery, to the florist, convenient store, his car broke down, etc.  He looked that solid.  By the third day, I realised my first impression was correct.

He seems to be walking the same stretch everyday and wearing the same suit.  Thursday morning he was quite a bit farther than I'd seen him on previous days.  He was nearly to a very busy main road when a car drove through him...he had a moment of confusion and then started laughing...I mean full belly, doubled over, tear streaking laughing.

When I saw him Friday, he was whistling and sort of dancing a jig down the hill.  He looked like he was really enjoying himself. 

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