Friday Night Think Tank: Haunted Edition

Doc BrownHappy Haunted Friday Night, Modern Philosophers!  It’s the first Friday in October which mean Halloween is just around the corner, and Ghosts are flocking to Maine for Autumn vacation.

I’ve had our visitors from the Spirit World haunting my thoughts all night, so I thought I might as well invite them to join us in the Think Tank.

Grab your Deep Thinking togas and meet me out there for a spooky night of burning brain cells and stimulating our gray matter.

Tonight’s Topic: Do you have a real life Ghost Story to share with the group?

I have always been fascinated by horror movies, and love to write screenplays with scary plots.  I’ve found that my creative juices really get flowing when it comes time to bring the thrills and chills to my readers.

fogThe one movie that scared the toga off me when I was younger was “The Fog”.  It’s really just a simple Ghost Story set mostly on one spooky night.  I had nightmares about those leper Ghosts for weeks.

While it’s easy for me to sit down at my computer and crank out 120 pages of a Ghost Story in screenplay format, the tales come almost entirely from my imagination.

It was only recently that I realized that I might have finally confronted my very first non-fiction Ghost.

I have previously blogged about my recurring nightmare in which a masked stranger stands next to my bed and watches me sleep.  A few weeks ago, I threw my pillow at the figure in my dream.  When I woke up with a start, I discovered that my pillow was over in the doorway.  I really had thrown it at the being I thought was in the room.

The dream is always so realistic.  Always takes place in the bedroom.  Always seems to happen in real time.  When I wake up, my heart is racing and I usually get up to check the house to make sure I’m the only one there.

cloth ghostsThe other day, I got to thinking: What if I wasn’t dreaming?  What if really did wake up because I sensed a presence in the room?  Since I never found a stranger in the house, then couldn’t it be that the home invader was actually a Ghost?

That thought sent shivers down my spine, and I think it’s part of the reason I’ve suffered from insomnia lately.

I think The House on the Hill is haunted!

I’m not quite convinced yet, Modern Philosophers, but now that October has arrived and the cool Autumn temps have lowered the temperatures, I stare up at the ceiling every night wondering if the chill in the room is from the weather or a Ghostly presence.  It’s definitely messing with my mind and disrupting my sleep patterns.

What about you, Modern Philosophers?  Have you ever had a run in with a Ghost?  How did you handle it?  Have you ever gotten over it?

Remember, there are no wrong answers in The Think Tank.  Post whatever comes to mind in the Comments section.

I look forward to reading all your stories.  I just think I’m going to do it during the day with all the lights on in the house…

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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13 Responses to Friday Night Think Tank: Haunted Edition

  1. Renchick says:

    Unfortunately, I have had a few experiences. My whole family seems plagued with ghoulish stories. That and UFOs. No one believes me until I tell them I saw “stuff” with my own eyes. “Things.” And if you don’t watch The Walking Dead, you may not get the last comment 🙂

    • Austin says:

      So share some of your Ghost stories please…

      • Renchick says:

        Can’t right now…I’ve already said too much 😉

        Ok…a quick one…When we first moved to WI, we moved into an old house with two bedrooms on the first floor and two on the second floor. As the oldest (and most affected by the move at 16), I got to have the entire upstairs to myself. SWEET FREEDOM…or so I thought. It started with my tv turning itself off and on or the volume changing from high to low or vice-versa. But then the strange light in my room started. It would always start after I had fallen asleep. A few times I woke up with a bright light right in front of my face – plus I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wanted something from me. To combat this, I started to sleep with the covers over my head. At least then, I only felt the light, and when I would wake up as I almost always did (every. single. night.), I would just slowly reach my hand up and quick turn my light on – that always made it go away.

        So then, I started to sleep with the light on. But would wake up anyway only to turn it off so I could continue sleeping (otherwise I couldn’t fall back asleep). Queue the white light and weird feeling.

        One night something happened that made me decide to sleep on the couch almost every night after…I had fallen asleep with the light on like usual, woke up and turned it off and fell back asleep. I woke up again when I felt myself being MOVED. I could feel the light. I quick peeked out from the top of the blanket and saw two doors in front of me with light peeking out of each. It felt really bad. I quick moved myself back to the top of my bed and turned my light on. Rarely slept up there again. My sister took the room after me, but very quickly came to the realization that something was strange and took up residence on the couch downstairs.

      • Austin says:

        Cool. Thanks for sharing. Hope you don’t have nightmares… 🙂

      • Renchick says:

        I used to try to explain it all away like it could have just been me overreacting to light from outside reflecting off of something in the room, or I could have been moving myself but not knowing it, or something was wrong with the connection between my remote control and the tv causing it to act strange, but after my sister told me about her experience, I just accepted it

      • Austin says:

        Ghosts are out there. People just need to accept it…

  2. Robert Healy says:

    Dad had passed away on Memorial Day weekend. (Being a Proud Veteran of WWII, I find solace in him forever being associated with this Day of Honor)
    Years ago on the day of his discharge he took the worst fitting dental bridge and threw it as far as he could after suffering with them for 3 years by order of the USAAF.
    … A few nights after his funeral, I came downstairs for a drink and there he was. Best blue suit. white shirt, red tie, clear blue eyes and a touch of auburn red in his gray hair; He gave me that salute/wave that meant “Hiya, Pal!”, pointed at his mouth and had a beautiful smile of what could have only been his real teeth. Perfect. I blinked and he was gone. Not a scary Ghost Story. But for me, it was Perfect. Cried like a son.

  3. floridaborne says:

    One night I walked into my bedroom and a creepy shadow raced across the wall. There were no lights from the outside that would make tree silhouettes look like they were moving. Nothing to explain it.

  4. ksbeth says:

    rented a house with my daughters and had many funny run-ins with a whimsical ghost who moved things, made water pour down the side of our house, made footsteps up in the attic, etc. not scary, just kind of a character

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