jasonabadboy4u 30M
48 posts
6/10/2006 4:37 pm

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7/8/2006 1:08 pm


One time a preacher went to see if he could put a haunt to
rest at a house in his settlement. The house had been
haunted for about ten years Several people had tried to
stay there all night, but they always would get scared out
by the haunt. So this preacher took his bible and went to
the house--went on in, built himself a good fire, and lit a
lamp. Sat there reading the bible. Then just before
midnight he heard something start up the cellar--walking
back and forth, back and forth. Then it sounded like
somebody was trying to scream and got choked off. Then
there was a lot of thrashing around and struggling, And
finally everything got quiet. The old preacher took up his
bible again, but before he could start reading, he heard
footsteps coming up the cellar stairs. He sat watching the
door to the cellar, and the footsteps kept coming closer
and closer. He saw the doorknob turn, and when the door
began to open, he jumped up and hollered, "What do you
want?" The door shut back easy-like, and there wasn't a
sound. The preacher was trembling a little, but he finally
opened the Bible and read awhile. Then he got up and laid
the book on the chair and went to mending the fire. Then
the haunt started walking again and--step!--step!--step!--
up the cellar stairs. The old preacher sat watching the
door, saw the doorknob turn and the door open. It looked
like a young woman. He backed up and said, "Who are you?
What do you want?" The haunt sort of swayed like she didn't
know what to do--then she just faded out. The old preacher
waited, waited, and when he didn't hear any more noises, he
went over and shut the door. He was sweating and trembling
all over, but he was a brave man and he thought he'd be
able to see it through. So he turned his chair to where he
could watch, and he sat down and waited. It wasn't long
before he heard the haunt start up again,Slowly--step!--
step!--step!--step!--closer, and closer--step!--step!-- and
it was right at the door. The preacher stood up and held
out his Bible out in front of him. Then the knob slowly
turned, and the door opened wide. This time the preacher
spoke quiet-like. He said, "In the name of the Father, the
Son, and the Holy Ghost--who are you and what do you want?"
The haunt came right across the room, straight to him, and
took hold of his coat. It was a young woman about twenty
years old. Her hair was torn and tangled, and the flesh was
dropping off her face so he could see the bones and part of
her teeth. She had no eyeballs, but there was a sort of
blue light way back in her eye sockets. And she had no nose
to her face. Then she started talking. It sounded like her
voice was coming and going with the wind blowing it. She
told how her lover had killed her for her money and buried
her in the cellar. She said if the preacher would dig up
her bones and bury her properly, she could rest. Then she
told him to take the end joint of the little finger from
her left hand, and to lay it in the collection plate at the
next church meeting--and he'd find out who had murdered
her. And she said, "If you come back here once more after
that--you'll hear my voice at midnight, and I'll tell you
where my money is hid, and you can give it to the church."
The haunt sobbed like she was tied, and she sunk down
toward the floor and was gone. The preacher found her bones
and buried them in the graveyard. The next Sunday the
preacher put the finger bone in the collection plate, and
when a certain man happened to touch it, it stuck to his
hand. The man jumped up and rubbed and scraped and tore at
the bone, trying to get it off. Then he went to screaming,
like he was going crazy. Well, he confessed to the murder,
and they took him on to jail. After the man was hung, the
preacher went back to that house one midnight, and the
haunt's voice told him to dig under the heartrock. He did.
And he found a big sack of money. And where that haunt had
held on to his coat, the print of those bony fingers was
burned right into the cloth. It never did come out.

rm_saintlianna 46F
15466 posts
6/10/2006 5:21 pm

Why would he keep the coat anyway? Did he try Tide w/color safe bleach, that always works for me.

EroticaXTC 51F

6/27/2006 4:18 am

    Quoting rm_saintlianna:
    Why would he keep the coat anyway? Did he try Tide w/color safe bleach, that always works for me.
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