aaah possessed toy!!!

Thanks Lopez. Right now my husband and I have been trying to adopt a little 13 year old girl. She has been in the foster care system for a long time. But they make it so difficult and time consuming to adopt one of those kids and then they say "we just have so many teens that don't get adopted" Gee I wonder why? They also feel offended that everyone goes overseas to adopt. Keep in touch. And ALWAYS wear your seatbelt. You don't have to be driving, someone else could be driving,or someone could hit you god forbid. If my daughter had been wearing her seatbelt she may still be here. And I was very strict on carseats and seatbelts when all the kids were growing up. The car didnt' move unless everybody had their door locked and seatbelt on. The jeep my daughter was in flipped five times going at 55 MPH. She went right through the windshield. I am not trying to scare you, but wear that seatbelt.
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She was the baby of five and all the siblings are very disturbed about it. It feels like a piece of our heart was ripped out from our chest. I can tell the difference in all of them.
 
Hey Wisonsin, didn't mean to flip you out.
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But as a matter of fact, my husband is a retired plumber, and he dont know why your sink is doing that either.
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Course it is an old house. BUT....just keep in mind, ghosts can't hurt you, only live people. Tehe!
 
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My deepest condolances to you & your family times 1000. I agree with you about the seatbelt thing. I never ever ride in the car without my seat belt on me. As for the adoption situation.. my four siblings are all adopted thru foster care. Sometimes, those agencies are very selfish & honestly dont care about the childrens well being. Then, other times, it is different. Dont give up on trying to adopt her. Keep working & spending time talking to the agency & doing all that you can. Im sure that little girl would appreciate it in the end. Like i said, if you ever need to vent or talk or just say hello. PM me. & keep up the good work with spreading the word about car safety. you never know whose life youve saved by telling your story
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my dd had one of those Fisher Price farm houses that started doing that.
All of a sudden it would let out a "Mooooo"
We moved it to the basement and could hear it from down there as well. I was SO happy when we brought it to the local flea and someone bought it
 
I would like to add to the ghost stories . . .

One Christmas Eve, my father and I had a terrible fight. We were both extremely stubborn people and neither of us felt the need to be the first to apologize. One day led to the next and before I knew it, it was March 11. That afternoon, I received a message from my stepmother that my father had died from a heart attack the night before. He was 49 and had received a clean bill of health from his doctor only 3 days before his death. No one had seen it coming.

Naturally, I was miserable that I had not apologized to him or told him how much I loved him even though I was angry with him. For almost six mpnths I felt an incredible sense of guilt over what had happened. Then, one night, I was woken from a deep sleep by the phone ringing. I went downstairs to answer it--and my father was on the other end of the line. We chatted for what seemed like hours about the things that I had done since that Christmas Eve and ended the phone call with "I love you."

After hanging up the phone, I decided I was a bit hungry, so I had a bowl of cereal. Since it was still before dawn, I decided I'd leave the bowl in the sink and take care of it when I got up "for real." I went back to bed.

It was a dream, right?

When I woke up later that morning, I decided that it had been. I've had very vivid dreams in the past, but most of them were not pleasant and I always woke from them feeling horrible and wrung out, not content and refreshed the way I was when I woke that morning. The thing is, when I went downstairs, there was my cereal bowl in the sink, just as I had left it.

To this day, I just don't know what to make of it.
 
Ive had many experiences but first I want to tell what happened to my great grandmother. This was many years ago, she had a talking Alf stuffed doll, remember that show. She crocheted him a sweater and seat belted him in the front seat of her car. She took him everywhere. She took the car in for a repair and as the mechanic opened the door and looked under the dash....Alf spoke to him. Scared the crap out of the guy.
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My grandfather was like a father to me, we did everything together till he died when I was 12. One night after he died my grandmother heard someone putting coal in the furnace and figured it was my dad or my uncle (both live close), it wasnt either of them. I used to be able to smell his cherry pipe tobacco, especially after both of my kids were born.

The house my mom grew up in had spirits of her relatives. Her aunt would come during the night and stroke her face, she died before my mom was born. You hear footsteps comming up the cellar steps and the door knob turns. They get up in the morning and all the kitchen chairs are pulled away from the table. Ive got a ton of stories.
 
Wow Loup !! Thats just as freaky as all of our stories !! Me & my father are the same way. Although, i dont like him very much at all.. But back to the point. That is seriously nuts !

whether its water pressure or old pipes & fixtures, its still pretty creepy.
 
We are all normal. Tehe! Thats just people we know trying to let us know, they are there and they are watching over us along with God.
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