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The Ghost Solider

haveyoumetmyhusband-nightwing submitted:

Most parents tell their kids fairytales about far off kingdoms and Knights in shinning armor and princesses, but my Dad told me very different stories; true stories. One story in particular, I have never been able to forget.

My dad was a police officer in San Francisco, who often moved stations. But as a rookie, he was stationed on Treasure Island to work the grave yard shift. Most of the other cops at the station were either very old and close to retirement or new recrutes themselves. And the older officers would often tell the rookies stories to scare them, one of the stories was that Treasure Island was haunted, as it used to be a military base of some kind. My Dad never believed those stories. One day before his shift he decided to use the on sight gym to work out. The gym was underground in the basement of the station and no one ever used it.

When my dad asked if anyone wanted to work out with him, they only shook their heads and said ‘No one goes down there, it’s haunted.’ My dad thought it was just another story ment to scare him, so he continued to head down to the basement/gym. To get to the gym you had to walk down a stare case which lead to a long hallway. At the beginning of the hallway there was a large lever which turned on the lights for half the length of the hallway, since the building was very old. My dad reached the end of the stair case and turned on the first set of lights.  

He was almost to the second lever that turned on the lights for the last half of the hallway when the hall grew very cold, and he could see his own breath. Chills ran down his spine, goose bumps formed on his skin and his hair stood on end-he could feel someone breathing on the back of his neck. My dad was paralyzed, he wanted to move but his legs wouldn’t let him. Who or whatever was behind him zoomed around him and took of down the hallway and disappeared into the darkness. But, as my dad recalled he wore a short army style crew cut, some kind of uniform, but where his legs should be there was only what looked like thick fog-and my dad could see clean through the guy. 

Once the spirt was gone, my dad could move again and he went tearing off back down the hall and up the stairs. By the time he reached the other officiers, a cold sweat had broken out over his neck and he was as white as a sheet. He tried to tell his fellow police men what had happend but none of them believed him.

A couple of weeks later my dad transfered to another station and he never went back-but some of his old friends say that to this day, no one goes down into the basement anymore. 

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: They won’t go with him because it’s haunted, but when he sees something they won’t believe him? What jerks! 6/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.

Gotcha.

haveyoumetmyhusband-nightwing submitted: 

  Before I start my story: Every year in the summer my family and I vist my Aunt, Uncle, and their two kids in Colorado. In Colorado they have random thunderstorms that come and go with in a few moments. Being from California where thunderstorms are far and few in between, they always excited and even frightened me. Because of these freak thunderstorms, in my cousin’s neighborhood they have large ditches or cement canals about 10-20 feet deep to help keep it from flooding and to guide the water. My mom always told us not to play in the canals because a storm could come on before I could climb out and wash me away. But that’s not why I’m afraid of the canals. 

One day my cousin Maddie, her friend Lauren and I were hanging out in one of the canals in their neighborhood. At the end of the canal was a large metal tube or pipe. The opening was about 15 feet high, and completely pitch black. Curious the three of us decided to go inside the tunnel. I have no idea how long we’d been walking, but I could no longer see the light from outside, nor could I see my own hand infront of my face without the use of our cell phones as flashlights. 

Lauren was walking a few feet a head of us, and Maddie decided to scare her. So at the same time we both turned off our phones and screamed ‘gotcha!’ while grabbing Lauren’s arms. She screamed and hightailed it out of the tunnel. Maddie and I laughed, and turned our phones back on content to walk a little farther. But, and I can’t force you to believe me, before we could walk any further I felt something cold, hard and what felt like fingers grab my shoulder. I was terrified, and stone still, and I swear I heard a male voice whisper ‘Gotcha’. 

I  heard my cousin scream and we ran as fast as we could outta there. Needless to say we’ve never gone back in the canals or the tunnels. My cousin and I never told anyone about it, till now. 


Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: I don’t know what’s creepier, the idea that there was something paranormal,  or the idea that a grown man would pay that mean of a joke on children! 7/10 for scares and thank you for sharing!