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I Have had some truly disturbing dreams lately though dreams about Vietnam have been the most prominent i have had more then five dreams now about the same Provence in Vietnam in all these dreams i have been a us GI -Private Hurving Batalsky known as Hurv to his friends in his platoon i am on patrol in a place called Nompang or Nompen,something like that a word in my head for weeks now Dim Chi, I or he heard it being said by a Vietnamese man in a village the GI's where searching as he ran and entered a hut,that was the last thing he heard before he died now i keep seeing bits of the patrol as it took place through his eyes i need some help with trying to put the puzzle together.
Graham Baker.

Amityville

THE MOST FAMOUS and horrific ghost
story of the last century must be that
of 112 Ocean Avenue, in Amityville,
New York. The terrifying tale has been
turned into a best-selling book and
successful film, and captured the public’s
attention like no other haunting. Indeed,
such is its place in the American consciousness
that most people assume that it is
a real story – and that is certainly how it was
publicised. There is no doubt that some
awful events did take place in the building,
but were they really caused by ghostly
actions?
The now infamous three-storey Dutch
colonial house was built in 1924. The
owners lived happily in the building for
many years, raising a family and leaving the
house to their daughter who had such fond
memories of her childhood home that she
moved her own family into it. In 1960 the
building left the care of the original owners’
descendants and was bought by a couple
who lived in the house until they sold it
following their divorce in 1965.
In June 1965 the DeFeo family bought the
house. They were an unhappy family and the
father, Ronald DeFeo Sr., was known to be
abusive. Over a period of nine years the
family was not said to experience any type of
frightening event other than those inflicted
by paternal forces. However that all changed
on the night of the 18th of November 1974
when one son, Ronald DeFeo Jr., shot and
killed his mother, father, two brothers and
two sisters.
Just over a year later, in December 1975, a
young couple bought the house. George and
Kathy Lutz, and her three children moved in,
knowing the building’s terrible history.
Almost immediately they began experiencing
strange phenomena. Doors and
windows would open by themselves, bizarre
noises were heard, and a Catholic priest who
had come to exorcise the house was ordered
to get out by a devilish voice.
Things rapidly grew worse. Blood and
sticky goo oozed from the walls, clouds of
flies appeared on windows, ghostly hooded
apparitions manifested, and one of the
children started communicating with a
demonic pig called Jodie. One night Kathy
Lutz was even thrown from her bed by a
supernatural force, and it was famously
claimed that the face of the devil appeared in
the brickwork of the fireplace.
After 28 days of this horror, the Lutzes
moved out. They soon went to the media
with their story. In February 1976 two of
America’s most famous celebrity paranormal
investigators, Ed and Lorraine Warren, were
filmed by a television news team whilst
conducting séances at the house. The
Warrens stated the house was indeed
haunted with evil spirits, but other investigators
were not convinced.
Dr Stephen Kaplan, the executive director
of the Parapsychology Institute of America,
based in New York, initially had great doubts
about the story, and discovered some very
interesting facts about the Lutzes. However,
his studies were ignored, and it transpired
that the couple had already collaborated
with an author, Jay Anson, and had written a
book, The Amityville Horror – A True Story.
An instant best-seller on its release in 1977,
a blockbusting movie version of the tale was
released in 1979.
As Kaplan suspected, there were some
dubious actions and motives behind the
Amityville tale. It was revealed that Ronald
DeFeo Jr’s defence lawyer had met with the
Lutzes before their story was released.
Kaplan found no evidence to support many
of the claims written in their book, but he did
discover that the Lutzes were able to return
to the house to hold a garage sale only a
couple of weeks after apparently fleeing in
terror. Similarly, many investigators noticed
that the Lutzes were holding contracts for
book and film rights as soon as they decided
to publicise their account.
Since the Lutzes left, three different
families have lived in the house with no
reports of ghostly experiences. Dr Stephen
Kaplan’s in-depth report and its subsequent
revelations about the house were never
viewed with as much interest as the dramatic
original story, but his book, The Amityville
Horror Conspiracy, was eventually
published some years after his death. Many
investigators and cynics have been led to
conclude that the whole case really revolved
around money, rather than the popular
perception of paranormal influences. It
seems the evil forces in this story have less to
do with supernatural unknowns, and more
with all too common, base human instincts

Visited by a spirit last night of a young soldier Thomas Bradshaw

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A Maryland Ghost Story

Black Aggie
A Maryland Ghost Story

retold by

S. E. Schlosser

When Felix Agnus put up the life-sized shrouded bronze statue of a grieving angel, seated on a pedestal, in the Agnus family plot in the Druid Ridge Cemetery, he had no idea what he had started. The statue was a rather eerie figure by day, frozen in a moment of grief and terrible pain. At night, the figure was almost unbelievably creepy; the shroud over its head obscuring the face until you were up close to it. There was a living air about the grieving angel, as if its arms could really reach out and grab you if you weren't careful.

It didn't take long for rumors to sweep through the town and surrounding countryside. They said that the statue - nicknamed Black Aggie - was haunted by the spirit of a mistreated wife who lay beneath her feet. The statue's eyes would glow red at the stroke of midnight, and any living person who returned the statues gaze would instantly be struck blind. Any pregnant woman who passed through her shadow would miscarry. If you sat on her lap at night, the statue would come to life and crush you to death in her dark embrace. If you spoke Black Aggie's name three times at midnight in front of a dark mirror, the evil angel would appear and pull you down to hell. They also said that spirits of the dead would rise from their graves on dark nights to gather around the statue at night.

People began visiting the cemetery just to see the statue, and it was then that the local fraternity decided to make the statue of Grief part of their initiation rites. "Black Aggie" sitting, where candidates for membership had to spend the night crouched beneath the statue with their backs to the grave of General Agnus, became popular.

One dark night, two fraternity members accompanied new hopeful to the cemetery and watched while he took his place underneath the creepy statue. The clouds had obscured the moon that night, and the whole area surrounding the dark statue was filled with a sense of anger and malice. It felt as if a storm were brewing in that part of the cemetery, and to their chagrin, the two fraternity members noticed that gray shadows seemed to be clustering around the body of the frightened fraternity candidate crouching in front of the statue.

What had been a funny initiation rite suddenly took on an air of danger. One of the fraternity brothers stepped forward in alarm to call out to the initiate. As he did, the statue above the boy stirred ominously. The two fraternity brothers froze in shock as the shrouded head turned toward the new candidate. They saw the gleam of glowing red eyes beneath the concealing hood as the statue's arms reached out toward the cowering boy.

With shouts of alarm, the fraternity brothers leapt forward to rescue the new initiate. But it was too late. The initiate gave one horrified yell, and then his body disappeared into the embrace of the dark angel. The fraternity brothers skidded to a halt as the statue thoughtfully rested its glowing eyes upon them. With gasps of terror, the boys fled from the cemetery before the statue could grab them too.

Hearing the screams, a night watchman hurried to the Agnus plot. To his chagrin, he discovered the body of a young man lying at the foot of the statue. The young man had apparently died of fright.

The disruption caused by the statue grew so acute that the Agnus family finally donated it to the Smithsonian museum in Washington D.C.. The grieving angel sat for many years in storage there, never again to plague the citizens visiting the Druid Hill Park Cemetery.

A Texas Ghost Story

Dancing with the Devil
A Texas Ghost Story

retold by

S. E. Schlosser

The girl hurried through her schoolwork as fast as she could. It was the night of the high school dance, along about 70 years ago in the town of Kingsville, Texas. The girl was so excited about the dance. She had bought a brand new, sparkly red dress for the dance. She knew she looked smashing in it. It was going to be the best evening of her life.

Then her mother came in the house, looking pale and determined.

"You are not going to that dance," her mother said.

"But why?" the girl asked her mother.

"I've just been talking to the preacher. He says the dance is going to be for the devil. You are absolutely forbidden to go," her mother said.

The girl nodded as if she accepted her mother's words. But she was determined to go to the dance. As soon as her mother was busy, she put on her brand new red dress and ran down to the K.C. Hall where the dance was being held.

As soon as she walked into the room, all the guys turned to look at her. She was startled by all the attention. Normally, no one noticed her. Her mother sometimes accused her of being too awkward to get a boyfriend. But she was not awkward that night. The boys in her class were fighting with each other to dance with her.

Later, she broke away from the crowd and went to the table to get some punch to drink. She heard a sudden hush. The music stopped. When she turned, she saw a handsome man with jet black hair and clothes standing next to her.

"Dance with me," he said.

She managed to stammer a "yes", completely stunned by this gorgeous man. He led her out on the dance floor. The music sprang up at once. She found herself dancing better than she had ever danced before. They were the center of attention.

Then the man spun her around and around. She gasped for breath, trying to step out of the spin. But he spun her faster and faster. Her feet felt hot. The floor seemed to melt under her. He spun her even faster. She was spinning so fast that a cloud of dust flew up around them both so that they were hidden from the crowd.

When the dust settled, the girl was gone. The man in black bowed once to the crowd and disappeared. The devil had come to his party and he had spun the girl all the way to hell.

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