Trust Your Dreams My brother and I were very close. We shared a bedroom, and every morning when we woke up we would tell each other our dreams from the night before. The week after his Bar Mitzvah, on a Friday morning, he told me about a particularly disturbing dream. His dream was that his brand new tie that his uncle had given him for his Bar Mitzvah was ruined. Bad things were also happening to him while he was wearing the tie. In his dream he changed into a bow tie and good things started happening to him and all his luck changed for the better. That afternoon he was getting ready for temple services that evening. He was careful to put on a bow tie instead of a tie. He didn't want bad things to happen to him, since he was a very superstitious person. When he was about to leave with his parents (I wasn't going to temple that evening because of a slight head cold.) my father noticed that he wasn't wearing his new tie. My father told him to change into his new tie, because his uncle would be at temple that night. My brother started to argue, but my father interrupted and told him to go upstairs and just put on the tie. He did, and my family left for temple. I went into the computer room and started playing a new game. I was doing really badly so I went into my bedroom to lay down. I was almost asleep when I realized someone else was in the room. I opened my eyes, and I saw my brother rummaging through the closet. I asked him what he was doing back so soon, and he didn't answer. I got really mad and threw a small pillow at him. It didn't hit him, so I assumed I missed, since the pillow was so small, and I was so tired. He then grabbed his bow tie and left. I saw him leave the room, and I yelled after him, "Adam! Come back!". He didn't answer, so I figured he didn't hear me, and I went to sleep. My parents woke me up around midnight and told me that Adam had died. During the temple service he went outside into the courtyard for a breath of fresh air. After the service his parents saw his body laying in the middle of the courtyard. My parents had an autopsy done on Adam, and the doctors said he was perfectly healthy except for the fact that he was dead. To this day, I think the bad luck of the tie killed my brother. I can tell you one thing, trust your dreams. ~IN LOVING MEMORY OF MY DECEASED BROTHER ADAM QUINCY WHITMAN. AUGUST 20th 1999.~ Sincerely, David Whitman

Ghost Story in Japan This story is a little weird and kind of scary. It happened in May of this year. I had been told this story by my cousin,Tomo, and his parents. Tomo is 16 years old. One day in May, I forgot the actual date, at around 7:15PM Tomo came home and said he was home to his father and mother. His mother was cooking and Tomo told her to call him when dinner was ready. Tomo usually had soccer practice that day and the practice ends at 7:30PM. His parents taught maybe it ended early because Tomo was in his uniform and he was dirty. Fifteen minutes later Tomo's mom called Tomo for dinner and there was no reply. His parents went to check in his room and he wasn't there they taught he wondered out with his girlfriend because they do that a lot. Then at around 7:55PM Tomo came home. They asked where he had been and he replied at his soccer practice and came home now. Tomo said he never came home before that. Tomo's parents taught he was playing a joke. So they called his coach and ask if he was at the soccer practice and his coach said yes and Tomo never left. It takes 30 minutes to get home from practice and another 30 minutes to get back so if he left his practice and came home he wouldn't got home until 8:15PM. Tomo's coach said he never left! Who was the other Tomo? It didn't look like a ghost and looked real they said. The next day Tomo's parents went to a psychic to ask if their was anything wrong. The psychic said that Tomo might die this year after soccer. The psychic suggested that they should pick him up after soccer every practice. Tomo got his soccer team picture and on the picture it had a teenager with a sharp object behind Tomo. It looked like a ghost. The weird thing about that was only Tomo had the picture with that person his other teammates had nothing on their picture.

Reported by; Jillian VIOLET One night, two collage students were on there way to a party being thrown for a departing classmate. They had been driving for about a half hour, when the one student, spotted a young girl, walking along the side of the road.He informed the student driving the vehicle. He drove slowly toward the girl, then stopped. The passenger slowly rolled down his window and gestured for the girl to come close. The girl did as she was told. The student behind the wheel leaned over the passenger, and asked the girl where she was headed. She answered with reluctance, that she as going to the same party. The student offered a ride and the girl hopped in the back. All the way there, they chatted about school, sports, music and many other things. After the party the two boys again offered a ride, but the girl was nervous and said no. The one student finally persuaded her to get into the car and they sped of in the direction of the girls home. By the way she was dressed, the two students thought that the girl-who's name turned out to be Violet- would live in a lavish home, but as they pulled into the drive, they were shocked to find a small shanty. The girl thanked the two and headed for the house. The next day the two student's got into their car and headed for the small shack.They had bought flower's the night before and were going to drop them of at the girls home.They drove and drove until they got to where the shanty had been the previous night, but as they turned into the drive, the shack was nowhere to be found! They just sat there confused. The home had been there the night before, they were sure.They drove around the area for awhile and then gave up. When they got back to school, they did some research on the home and Violet. They found out that Violet had lived in the home alright, 80 years ago! The home had burned down when the girl was 21 and had set ablaze the family, killing them. What was Violet doing that night walking down the road and how did she know the departing student? We'll never know. My Bedroom Ghost I have lived in the house that this happened in, for about 10 years now. I used to have the feeling of a presence in my basement. Underneath my basement stairs, there is a little storage place, and when I came up from my shower every morning, I used to close my eyes and run as fast as I could. I still do that. About 2 years ago the real trouble started. My alarm clock and my stereo would go off at night while I was asleep. I did everything that I could think of to get them to stop doing it. My alarm clock was actually set for 6 am and it would go off at different times, and then it would still go off  at 6 in the morning. The thing with my stereo, was there wasn't any alarm on  it... my stereo had to be manually turned on, plus, everytime that my stereo  would turn on, it would place a CD, and would turn the sound up on certain  songs. It finally stopped though about 4 weeks after the first occurrence. The thing that really scared me was what happened today. I always have a  feeling of being watched, and today I got mad enough to yell at the presence  and say, “What do you want?!” That second, it began to rain really hard outside  and then the doorbell rang and I had to go.. I am still living in the same house, and its scares me so much that I sleep under my covers and can't stop my eyes from tearing everytime I think or talk about it... Go to Ghost Stories Page10 BACK TO