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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2011 21:04:57 GMT -6
LOL Casper... you're a great story teller.
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Post by skywalker on Nov 1, 2011 22:09:01 GMT -6
That sounds a lot like one of my ghost hunts. ;D I would have been the one with the mouse in my sleeping bag.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2011 12:10:18 GMT -6
;D
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Post by auntym on Nov 2, 2011 12:12:17 GMT -6
;D ... love the story....
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2011 23:48:36 GMT -6
"That sounds a lot like one of my ghost hunts. I would have been the one with the mouse in my sleeping bag."
With you, it would have been a squirrel! ;0 ;D
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Post by casper on Nov 5, 2011 18:55:29 GMT -6
Thanks everybody. I had a wonderful time this Halloween. Halloween is my favorite time of the year...I miss it already. I wish it could be Halloween every day. I'm still carrying my pumpkin around in the truck with me. I can't wait till next year. Maybe then I will get to see a ghost!
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2011 7:51:46 GMT -6
Thanks casper, for keeping your thread so upbeat! I bet you're fun to work with! ;D
I like Halloween for its novelty. Kids love to play dress up and it's actually a pretty cute way to say "hi" to the neighbors. I think more people would leave their lights on if it was just "show and tell" instead of having to give something out, especially in todays economy. Sigh.
I guess Missouri had some more unexplained sightings of ufo on Halloween night. Where I was the sky was super clear, but I didn't see anything unusual.
Anyway, I sure hope we hear more from you before next Halloween!
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Post by casper on Nov 6, 2011 21:51:46 GMT -6
I promise you will hear lots more from me before next Halloween. nobody can shut me up. ;D
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Post by casper on Nov 6, 2011 21:58:58 GMT -6
I'm working on another ghost story right now. This is another one my grandpa told me. It's called the Devil's Swamp. He told me that it was a true story too.
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Post by casper on Mar 11, 2012 19:07:21 GMT -6
I'm almost finished with my story about the Devil's Swamp. I wrote most of it a long time ago but my computer died and ate it up. I was too discouraged to write it again but I'm going to now. I should have it finished tomorrow or the next day.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2012 1:56:04 GMT -6
I'm almost finished with my story about the Devil's Swamp. I wrote most of it a long time ago but my computer died and ate it up. I was too discouraged to write it again but I'm going to now. I should have it finished tomorrow or the next day. I cant wait to read it Casper !
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Post by casper on Mar 12, 2012 18:43:37 GMT -6
The Devil's SwampThis story was told to me by my grandpa who lived in Louisiana. He said it was a true story and it happened way back in the 1970s. It is the story of the Devil's swamp. The swamp wasn't really called the Devil's swamp. It was really just part of the Atchafalaya River bayou but the local people called it the Devil's swamp cuz lots of people who went in there never came out. They would just disappear like planes and boats do in the Bermuda triangle. What happened is that one day one of my grandpa's friends went fishing and didn't come back. People were getting worried about him so they all got up a search party and went looking for him. Grandpa and one of my uncles headed out in the boat and searched all day but couldn't find anything. There wasn't a trace of anything anywhere. It started to get dark so they decided to head back to the boat ramp and try again the next day. On the way back in it suddenly got real foggy and they couldn't hardly see where they were going. My grandpa said the fog was as thick as peanut butter. He had to slow the boat down real slow because they couldn't see anything. After driving around for a couple of hours it got really dark and they realized they were lost. That was unusual because grandpa knew those swamps like the back of his hand, but everything looked different in the fog. When the moon came up it was a dark red color like the color of blood and it cast a red glow over everything. The fog looked like smoke and the tree branches all looked like the hands of demons with claws reaching out to grab them! It was like they were floating through hell! They finally decided that they would have to spend the night out there so they found a dry patch of land (or sort of dry) and pulled the boat up on it and tied it to a tree. They then built a camp fire and tried to get some sleep until morning. They couldn't sleep tho cuz they kept hearing weird noises. First there was a big splash followed by the sound of something screeching. It was probably an animal that got grabbed by a gator! Later they heard something hissing that sounded like a snake. They threw some more wood on the fire to make it bigger. My uncle was really scared but granpa told him there was nothing to worry about. He said he had been back in those swamps plenty of times and he wasn't scared of nothing. That's when something started laughing like a maniac in the darkness. They said it was so loud it sounded like evil thunder! My grandpa threw some more wood on the fire. He was probably scared too he just didn't want to admit it. ;D Finally after a very long night the sun came up and they decided to get the heck out of there. Unfortunately when they went to get the boat they found out that it was gone! Something had stole the boat! The rope was still hanging to the tree and the knot was still in it but the boat had just vanished without a trace! Now grandpa started cussing up a storm cuz they were still miles out in the swamp surrounded by alligators and snakes and who knows what. There was no way they could swim home especially since they still didn't know where they were. They built the fire back up and threw some green leaves on it so it would smoke real good. they were hoping somebody would come and rescue them but the fog never let up all day long and nobody could see the smoke. Night time came and it looked like they would have to spend the night out in the Devil's swamp again. My uncle climbed up in the trees and tore off all the branches so they would have plenty of wood for the fire then they sat there again, all tired and wet and hungry. All they had to eat all day long was some chewing tobacco and beef jerkey. Chewing tobacco is not good for eating but grandpa ate it anyway. He said he would have ate a alligator if he could have caught one. He would have too. ;D The moon came up again and turned everything the color of blood again. Then the weird noises started. Things were hissing and growling and hooting and booing and grandpa was cussing. He was probably the most ornery critter in the swamp. ;D My uncle was probably the scaredest one. He hated being out there in the dark. There was no telling what could be hiding out there in the middle of nowhere. They were about to find out tho. Grandpa saw it first. "What in tarnation is that?" he said. Then my uncle saw it...a white light coming towards them through the fog. It was getting closer and closer and...cloooooserrrr. My uncle was just about ready to take off swimming and try his luck with the gators, and he almost did too. Cuz right as they were straining their eyes to see what it was they heard a sound that went...HOOOOOOOOONNNNNK!!! It was a car blowing its horn. ;D They didn't know it but the whole time they had been sitting there in the swamp there was a road only about 100 feet away. They just couldn't see it because the fog was so thick. They sat there all that time for nothing. ;D ;D The driver of the car was just passing by and saw the fire so he thought he would honk and see if the people needed help. My uncle started cussing too when he found out how close they were to a road. They could have just walked over to it anytime. They were glad to be out of the Devil's Swamp tho. When they got home they found out that grandpa's friend who had been missing was not missing anymore and the search party had been searching for them instead. His friend had got bit by a rattlesnake and went to the hospital then decided to get drunk to kill the pain. That's why nobody knew where he was. He was passed out at his girlfriend's house. They never did find the boat. It's probably still out there somewhere...lost in Devil's Swamp.
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Post by casper on Mar 12, 2012 18:45:48 GMT -6
I finished my ghost story. Skywalker said he is going to find a picture to put with it. I hope he finds a really spooky one.
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Post by skywalker on Mar 12, 2012 20:59:44 GMT -6
How does that one look?
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2012 21:15:31 GMT -6
LOL casper... boy your grandfather does a lot of cussing... ;D Nice story. I was on the edge of my seat the whole time I was reading it...
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Post by casper on Mar 14, 2012 18:31:32 GMT -6
Thanks, Lorelei. Grandpa definitely was something else. That's a cool picture also skywalker. Is it real? I've never seena red swamp before. I bet it looked just like that in real life.
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Post by casper on Mar 14, 2012 18:33:28 GMT -6
Hey!! What happened to the ghost in my avator?? Did somebody steal him?
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Post by skywalker on Mar 14, 2012 19:39:52 GMT -6
Hmm...I can't see your avatar either for some reason. Like me go check and see if I can figure out what the problem is.
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Post by skywalker on Mar 14, 2012 20:24:14 GMT -6
Good grief! Stupid photobucket was giving me all kinds of problems. I almost had to post my Charlie Brown scream again but it probably wouldn't have posted. I finally brought Casper back though.
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Post by casper on Oct 3, 2012 21:21:49 GMT -6
Hi everybody! It's October again and you all know what that means. It means that Halloween is almost here! ;D ;D This is my favorite time of the year when the ghosts and goblins and ghouls and more ghosts come out. I can't wait!! Skywalker just sent this to me so I'm going to put it here. I think it's a pretty cool story. It fits right in with the rest of my ghost stories too. The Tale of the ScarecrowMany, many, many moons ago, in a long forgotten village, there lived a scary man. Every day was the same for the scary man; he had only to leave his house and people would scurry away. His face, because it w...as hard and contorted, always looked angry. Even when he smiled, he looked angry and menacing. Nobody in the village ever stopped by to pass the time of day with him because his face was so scary to gaze upon and they were afraid of him and this left him very lonely. One day as he walked along the far side of a tall hedge, so as not to frighten the labourers in the fields, he heard one of the men sigh. "I wish I could be like the birds and fly away to a land where there was plenty of food and the fields were rich with crops", the scary man heard the other man say. It had been a scorchingly hot and dry summer and the crops in the village fields were struggling and what was left of the crops was being eaten by crows.
Upon hearing the lament of the field labourer, the scary man turned about and returned to his home. He had an idea...a magickal idea, as the scary man was learned in casting spells. Knowing he could not use magick for personal gain (which is why he could not make his countenance a handsome one, and so withstood his ill features) but he could use it for the benefit of others. But he knew he must be careful because he only had three spells left and he knew he must cast them wisely.
The next morning the scary man was awakened by a clamour and wails coming from the village. He rushed out of his home and ran towards the village to see what the matter was. To his dismay, he spied the labourer from the fields from the previous day, distraught and sobbing. "Why are you sobbing? I granted you your wish. Now you have wings and you can fly away!", exclaimed the scary man. "Yes! But now I have no hands with which to eat or to hold my children or to work the fields!" The scary man looked down in shame and sadness. He had not thought through the consequences of granting the man's wish and now feared that if he did not correct his misstep, the folk of the village might drive him away from the village. Then he realized he still had two spells left. He would use the second spell to give back the labourer his hands and arms so he might be able to eat and hold his children and work the fields.
The next morning, the scary man again headed toward the village to cast his last remaining spell for bountiful crops and plentiful food for the villagers. As he was making his way, he came a young shepherdess who was sobbing and wailing. "Why are you sobbing, dear lass?", asked the scary man. "As I was crossing the river a strong wind came up and blew my dog into the river and he drowned. Now I cannot do my work! Oh how I wish he were still alive!", she wailed. Taking pity on the poor shepherdess and not giving a second thought, the scary man granted the girl's wish and her dog came bounding from the river towards her! Happy once more, the young shepherdess, her dog alongside her, ran to the village pastures to carry out her shepherdess duties.
It was at that moment that the scary man realized, to his chagrin, he had used his single remaining spell to help the poor shepherdess. Slowly and sadly he walked toward the village and as he walked, the rabbits and birds and other woodland creatures scurried away in fright of the scary man's scary face. He stopped to gaze at the fields of the village and watched as the crows again were taking what was left of the crops. He thought to himself, "I promised the villagers abundant crops and plentiful food but I have foolishly used my magic and now I cannot keep the promise I made to them. Oh, what to do? What to do?" And then he had an idea...
Remembering how the woodland creatures had scurried away when they saw him, he decided he would stand in the fields and scare away the crows. So, from that day forward, from sunrise to sunset, in the blistering sun and the blowing winds and the pouring rain, the scary man stood in the fields, scaring away the crows from the crops and the crops grew and ripened and yielded a wondrous bounty.
Seeing the dedication of the scary man to protect the villager's crops, the greatful villagers began stopping by to chat with the scary man and brought him water and small gifts. For the first time in the scary man's lonely life, he had friends and each night as the sun set, he made his way home with a happy heart. Eventually though, the scary man grew old and died. He was no longer there to watch over the crops and the crows once again returned to take from the villager's fields. Then, they had an idea...they took a pumpkin and some straw and some of the clothes that belonged to the scary man and made an image of the scary man and placed it in the fields to scare away the crows. And again, their crops were bountiful.
So there, everyday, from sunrise to sunset, in the blowing wind and the pouring rain, the scarecrow stood keeping an ever watchful eye on the crops and the crows. BUT, because there still was just a wee bit of magick left in the scary man's old clothes, at night the scarecrow magickally would jump off the pole upon which he stood and, his eyes and mouth glowing orange, he would dance across the fields and grant wishes to those who, without fear, came across him.See More
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Post by auntym on Oct 3, 2012 22:56:37 GMT -6
did you write this casper? great job...
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Post by casper on Oct 4, 2012 20:38:58 GMT -6
No I didn't write it auntym. Skywalker said he found it on facebook. I don't know who wrote it. There was no authors name on it. It's a pretty cool story tho.
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Post by casper on Oct 4, 2012 20:47:35 GMT -6
He sent me this picture too. ;D
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2012 21:04:03 GMT -6
Ha ha ha, lol. ;D
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Post by plutronus on Oct 6, 2012 0:30:09 GMT -6
He sent me this picture too. ;D Hah hah hah! Show us your pumpkins baybee!!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2012 16:49:35 GMT -6
lolz...
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Post by casper on Nov 3, 2012 23:39:35 GMT -6
I hope everybody had a great Halloween. I sure did just like always. I didn't get to take a vacation this year so I couldn't be home with my family but I got to hang out with skywalker which is just as much fun. He's a nut! ;D We were down in New Orleans which is kind of close to where I used to live a long time ago. We were both working so we didn't have a car cuz our trucks were there but we still managed to get into some trouble. ;D We saw a monster too! First we went walking around town looking at the Halloween decorations and then we found a little Halloween party that was going on at a church so we hung out there for a while and ate lots of stuff. They had carmeled apples and popcorn balls and cupcakes and a bunch of candy. They also had shrimp gumbo and boudin balls for dinner. there were lots of little kids dressed up in costumes too. After the party ended we sneaked out to the graveyard and poked around the graves a little bit. It was just a little bitty cemetery so there weren't many grave stones. There probably weren't too many ghosts there either. We sat out there for about an hour but didn't see anything interesting except for a black cat and an old dog that came walking through. It took off running when it saw us. Then skywalker got bored and said he wanted to go out in the swamp and look for alligators. We had flkashlights with us and gators are easy to spot with flashlights cuz their eyes reflect the light. They useally glow red or orange if you shine a light on their faces. We were sneaking around in the bushes and trying not to fall in the water cuz we didn't know where the gators were hiding. Skywalker kept stepping in the mud and getting it all over his shoes. After a while we got bored again cuz there weren't any gators so we started heading back to the truckstop. As we were passing by a bunch of trees we heard this weird noise. It was kind of like "Screeeechhhh" and then a sound like heavy breathing. We didn't know what it was so we tried to get a closer look. I thought I saw something standing in the shadows staring at us but I couldn't tell what it was. All of a sudden the bushes started shaking and this big giant black shadowy thing came running out of the trees at us! It looked like a giant man-eating bigfoot! I took off running cuz I didn't want to get ate up by it but skywalker was so surprised he just stood there in shock. Then he tripped over something and fell down in the mud. When he got out he was covered with mud. ;D He sure knows lots of fancy cusswords too. I think I learned a few new ones. ;D ;D We never did find out what the big black thing was. It was huge tho. Skywalker said he didn't see anything but he's just mad cuz he almost got ate up by the monster. I don't see how he could have missed it. That's all that happened this year folks. I think next year I am going to take a vaction and go on one of those ghost hunting tours with the proffessional ghost hunters. Maybe then I'll get to see some ghosts.
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Post by skywalker on Nov 4, 2012 13:06:55 GMT -6
I didn't see any giant bigfoot monster. All I saw was something that might have been a horse and then there was a lunatic knocking me down and trampling me into the ground as he tried to get away from it.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2012 6:31:18 GMT -6
;D ;D ;D About this moment I'm picturing the cartoon character "Yosemite Sam". ;D ;D ;D
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Post by casper on Nov 5, 2012 9:11:23 GMT -6
That sounds kinda like skywalker. I think he had more bleeps tho. ;D
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