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Can't help it, one more. This didn't happen to me but it was told to me by someone I trust....

Where I grew up there was a canyon that had been an Indian refuge of sorts. Although that may have been a rumour as there was only a few small petroglyphs near the mouth. The canyon was full of unique geological features with many small side canyons, caves, tiered ledges and even tunnels. A man could get lost in there very easily. I had a love hate relationship with the canyon, I loved the geology, and hated the constant pervasive feeling that someone was watching me. It was very unsettling and many people report feeling that way.

There were rumors and stories about Indian caves and Spanish gold that kept people exploring the canyon, but as far as I know nothing was ever found, except maybe once....Three boys about 14- 15 years old had driven a farm truck up the canyon and had gone exploring. Their youth and energy allowed them to go much higher into the ledges than most everyone else. On one such ledge they discovered petroglyphs and a small cave with artifacts inside. In their excitement they were whooping and hollering, laughing and talking about how they would be heroes and famous. Then suddenly all three became instantly silent and without a word to each other all three turned and ran. They ran/ fell to the bottom of the canyon at unreasonable rate, as if someone was chasing them. They got in the truck and left. The one I talked with said it was a feeling of terror or impending doom and he never had and never would try to go back.
 
One time I was messing with a weegie board with some friends.

What is that? Do you find that game at a local gas station?

Edited to add my story:

Once I was at my Aunt's house and they asked me to go down to the cellar to get a bottle of wine. Unfortunately, the light switch is at the bottom of the stairs. So, I went down there, turned on the lights and found the bottle of wine my Aunt wanted. So, I started to leave, turned off the lights, stood there for a second and sprinted up the stairs. I felt something.
 
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^^ such a tool.

A few nights after my oldest daughter died, my wife woke up suddenly and realized that our baby was standing in the doorway, but she wasn't a baby anymore; she was grown and beautiful. My wife doesn't believe in ghosts or any of that kind of stuff, but she believes what she saw was River saying "goodbye" and that this life isn't the end.

I dig it.
 
^^ such a tool.

A few nights after my oldest daughter died, my wife woke up suddenly and realized that our baby was standing in the doorway, but she wasn't a baby anymore; she was grown and beautiful. My wife doesn't believe in ghosts or any of that kind of stuff, but she believes what she saw was River saying "goodbye" and that this life isn't the end.

I dig it.

Oh my God. Your oldest child passed away :'( That's awful dude. Stillborn?
 
Oh my God. Your oldest child passed away :'( That's awful dude. Stillborn?

That's a big 10-4. 2006... Kind of weird to think that I should have an 8 year old. 8 year old, dude.

It's all good though; not many fathers can say with 100% accuracy that they were the father of a "perfect" child. I knew I was awesome, but even I would never would have expected that.
 
That's a big 10-4. 2006... Kind of weird to think that I should have an 8 year old. 8 year old, dude.

It's all good though; not many fathers can say with 100% accuracy that they were the father of a "perfect" child. I knew I was awesome, but even I would never would have expected that.

Yes, it can take a lot of manure to grow a beautiful rose.
 
I think we already did this thread. Deja vu? Uh-oh, they just changed something in the Matrix.
 
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