Category Archives: GHOSTS AND ALL WEIRD THINGS

My true ghost stories, weird happenings, theories and speculation on all things strange and quirky!

Tonight?

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TONIGHT?

The blond boy shuffled his feet in the gravel next to the building. He was waiting. He struck a match, holding the orange flame up to the joint held between his lips. Inhaling deeply, he began to relax. This could be the night.

He watched as a couple of girls ran past him, paying no attention to the boy in the shadows. There was a muffled sound of music seeping out into the chilly night air. Pulling his jacket closer around him, he walked toward the back door of the venue, following in the girls footsteps.

Scrunching through the rocks, he rounded the corner. There was the bus, belching diesel fumes into the cold air. The driver had just let the two girls inside. He sighed, knowing he would never be invited in, yet still hoping…always hoping.

He glanced at his watch. It was almost time. He moved closer to the double doors, his heart pounding a rhythm to match the beat of the music from within. Then a thunderous roar was followed by a silence that made his ears ring. A sudden surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins.

A thousand footsteps behind him were coming closer. The doors flew open as two burly men lead the way to the bus. In the few seconds before the crowd caught up to him, he made eye contact with a tall musician coming through the doorway.

He hears the words, “Not tonight,” spoken, as the musician signals to him with a hand over his heart. Then he is gone…swept along with his entourage onto the bus

The blond boy is just another face in the crowd of fans now gathered there, hoping to get a glimpse of the musician. It is bittersweet, having been seen, yet not invited along. He turns away, preparing for the next stop on the road ahead.

Inside the bus, the musician watches through the window and sighs.

“Who were you talking to?” a band mate asks.

“My brother,” he replies.

“I didn’t see anyone there.” the band mate says.

“I know…he died two years ago. He was my biggest fan…and he still is.”

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~note~ first written and posted on Blogger (Blog Spot) November 19, 2013
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS

Countdown to Halloween – Day 31

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 31

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Poem # 31

SPIDER DANCE

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Weave your web of love around me

Seduce me with your words, sublime

Silken strands to hold and bind me

Capture me…I’ll call you mine…

Spin your web in sticky spirals

I’ll never want to flee,

Lure me with your lyrics, love…

Come closer…come get me.

Dance with me, my Spider…dance…

Be wanton with your wildness,

Pierce me with your poisonous lance,

Our rebel love is reckless.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

 

Happy Halloween

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Happy Halloween 🎃

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I love dressing up in costumes for Halloween, so thought I’d show you some of the ones I’ve come up with over the years.

Wishing everyone a Happy and Safe Halloween!

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Here’s a couple of my early costumes. There’s me and my little sister one Halloween. I think I was dressed as a gypsy?

Next is a costume I made when I was in Blue Birds (a group like Girl Scouts). We had to make them out of paper bags. 🙂

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Our family had quite a few Halloween Costume parties over the years. We’d all dress up, have games, snacks, a homemade haunted house in the cellar, and I’d read an original spooky story of mine, complete with props, like peeled grapes for eyeballs, and spaghetti noodle innards.  Sometimes, we’d even have a ‘white elephant’ gift exchange game, with oddball gifts to snatch and trade. We had lots of fun! 🙂

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Weird looking Betty Boop?

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Witch, Ghost, & Ghoul

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Vampire Ghoul?

Me, hamming it up as a witch

 

 

 

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Happy Halloween!

Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2016 BS

 

 

Countdown to Halloween – Day 30

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 30

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Poem # 30

IF WE LIVED IN THE WOODS

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If we lived in the woods,

What would we do?

Watch out for wolves,

And practice “Hoo-Doo”.

If we lived in the woods,

It would never be dull.

We would pick mushrooms and

Light up the Skull.

If we lived in the woods,

We would not have a phone.

We could bake a cake, and

Visit the Crone.

If we lived in the woods,

We would have to be focused.

We’d have to watch out for

Bats and the Locusts.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d light a candle.

It would never be too much

To Handle.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d sit and converse,

With the flora and fauna, and

Things of the Earth.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d chant and invoke,

Spirits of those of whom

Time Never Spoke.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d never be sad.

The rest of the world will

Call us Mad.

If we lived in the woods,

We’d play ‘neath the pines.

We’d make our peace with the

Spooks and the Signs.

If we lived in the woods,

We would howl at the Moon,

And dance in it’s light

From August till June.

If we lived in the woods…

If we lived in the woods…

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© 2018 BS

 

 

And…the Weirdness Continues

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And…the Weirdness Continues

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So, I’ve told you about the missing book about making salt dough ornaments, and guess what? I found the book! It was nowhere near where I saw it last, and I found it in a big plastic tub of stuff I save for using in scrapbooks, and wrapping paper things I was going to throw away. I don’t know why I all of a sudden felt the need to go through that tub. I’m glad I did, though. Now, could be I’d put the book there myself at some time or other, but I don’t remember doing it. That’s why I never looked there earlier. Here’s the book…

Then, you know I got only two of my hair clips back…the others are still missing.

Here’s the weird thing that happened last night, clear out of the blue!

Let me set the scene… (yes, I wrote it down right after it happened)

It was 9:14 p.m.

Most of the lights in the house were turned off, so it wasn’t bright at all, as I sat here at my computer desk. The Mr. had already gone to bed, and Cricket, our cat, was dozing right by my feet. It was fairly quiet, even though the TV was on, at a lower volume. I was playing some game on the computer (sound turned off).

Suddenly, I hear a clinking sound like something fell on the hardwood floor right by me. I thought maybe a screw had come loose from my swivel office chair, so rolled it back to look at the floor. I looked at Cricket and she looked at me (she looked startled, too), and I said, “What was that?”

At first I didn’t see anything, but then noticed a dime coin was on the floor. Here’s a picture I took of it today. Just an ordinary dime, right?

But, where did it come from?

I’d been sitting in my chair, and gotten up and down from it, and walked past the computer desk, all day long, and there was no money laying around. I don’t keep my purse in this room, and never have any money on the shelf by my desk, either.

Just out of the blue, there came this dime, clinking down from somewhere.

As soon as it happened, my husband came quickly into the living room asking, “What was that loud noise?” I guess it woke him up. I told him it was just a dime on the floor, and he went back to bed.

I didn’t hear a loud noise, just the clink of the dime as it hit the floor.

Very strange.

Maybe the house ghost was trying to pay me for my missing hair clips? You never know.

Another thing with dimes that wasn’t really strange happened a couple of days ago, too. At the store I paid in cash, and got a dime in change. Then in the parking lot on the way to the car, I found a dime on the pavement, and I picked it up and put it in my purse. Hadn’t thought of it since, until the dime appeared falling to the floor. My purse, as I said, is never kept in the living room, so the extra dimes couldn’t have fallen out of it at all. I also looked in my purse, and the two dimes from the other day were still in there. So this new one was a completely random one!

What is it with these dimes? Is there some kind of connection?

Anyway, that’s what’s been happening. I’ll let you know if anything else weird goes on around here.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Countdown to Halloween – Day 29

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 29

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Poem # 29

WITCHY FUN

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From Oz to Salem, to suburban mayhem,

The witches entertained us all.

The witch of the west, was creepy at best,

And Glinda was belle of the ball.

Samantha twitched her nose,

Whenever she chose, and

Sabrina’s cat talks to her, it is true.

Elphaba was wicked,

Endora was vivid…

They all were an interesting crew.

The Sanderson sisters were funny and camp,

The witches of Eastwick were duped…

They all used their craft, and a bit of their vamp,

But Morticia’s my all favorite champ.

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Shows referenced = Bewitched, The Wizard of Oz, The Addams Family, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Hocus Pocus, The Witches of Eastwick, and Wicked (broadway play)

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Countdown to Halloween – Day 28

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 28

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Poem # 28

4 a. m.

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Vampires and Lost Souls

Such are the demons we fight

4 a. m. secrets

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Vampires and Demons

Guard your Lost Soul against them

4 a. m. terrors

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Lost Souls together

Stand against evil beings

4 a. m. – love wins

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~Haiku poems~

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

 

 

 

Countdown to Halloween – Day 27

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 27

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Poem # 27

DEATH BY SNAIL

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A princess born to royalty

In Egypt’s long ago day

Dined on poisonous escargot

And duly passed away

Petrified and mummified

Her sacred scarab by her side

To protect her bones

She rests in place, rests in peace, as

Her scarred soul yet roams

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 26

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 26

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Poem # 26

Trick or Treat

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Happy holiday hijinks

Abound this night

Laughter and

Little ones go

Out trick or treating

Wearing costumes of their choosing

Even if it’s cold weather

Everyone has a good time

(k)Nocking on doors, begging for candy

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~acrostic poem~

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

 

Countdown to Halloween – Day 25

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 25

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Poem # 25

“A Purple Panic”

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As purple panic fuels your fear,

Hobgoblins are drawing near

Bats and banshees hover close

Ready to administer a frightful dose

Now purple panic has set in

The night of terror will begin

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Thanks for visiting! Peace

© 2018 BS ☮️