ghosts at work?

Bdy don't want me preachin, so I'll keep it short...

No such thing as ghosts, only Demons.

"Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you." James 4:7

Not preaching, just telling you cause you asked...

hahahaha i didnt see this b4!! dayun thats gotta suck balls!! was it near your desk, now that would be creepy!!

right across the hall way from me... i saw his head hit th ekeyboard when it happened... fucked up deal.



and your not preachin bro its all good i was just givin ya hell.... or the demons were talkin outta my ass.. how eva you wanna look at it.

nothing to be creeped out about death happens and it will catch us all some day

we found out last year when hurricane rita was suppose to hit houston that the house my wife and i are renting that a man died (of a heartattack) and was not found for about a week afterwards.. good thing were closing on our new house AUG 10 because im tired of her being scared and hearing things all the dam time.. i dont ever hear or see anything..

I think sometimes you hear, see stuff, thats just you imagination. If you expect to hear/see something creepy in the night, theres a good chance that you will

death is as real as it gets..... and gohst are real too....i got a dead lady in my backyard that fucked with us when we frist moved into our house....


and now that yall all think im weird as fuck yall wont ever ask for aplace to crash from me HAHAHAHA

dayum!!! when i was youner we had a ghost that stayed in the back room every now and then youd be sitting down watching tv or eating and youd see a black shadow run right past you!! also in my room every month there would be a dead smell in my closet!!!

LOL!!!

Long story made short:

My Dad rented a shop in an industrial complex for His construction company. I worked for him at the time and used to stay at the shop real late by myself and work on my boat/truck/whatever.

Anyway, the guy next to us, Jerry, ran a cabinet shop out of his unit. He was also into, shall we say, "questionable activities".

So, I was there late one night putting the engine back in my boat. I had the big roll up door open, stereo on and everything. It was getting late, and we had to be down in San Diego in the morning, so I started to roll it up. I got out of there right before 1:00 am.

The next morning, my Old Man and I come rollin up to the shop, and theres cops everywhere with police tape up, etc. We thought somebody got broken into. The cops stopped our truck and my Pops asked if we could get into our shop to load up our Bobcat. Just as he said that, we looked in front of the cabinet shop and Jerry is laying face down in a pool of blood.

NASTY!!!

My Uncle is an Investigator for the County, so they asked me a few questions later that day.

Turns out, I was pretty lucky. Seems like ol' Jerry met his maker, execution style, sometime around 1:15am. Back then, I didn't carry or anything, so who knows what might have happened to me.

Looks like the Big Guys looking out for me.