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Dollars for the singing dead. [Apr. 8th, 2008|02:24 pm]
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One of the oldest accounts of ghosts is in the Egyptian Book of the Dead, which shows dead people reappearing much as they did before death, including the style of dress.

I'm going to regret this... but have you ever has a visit from a ghost? I've had two, with the second recurring too often to count.

http://www.clicktoempower.com/

And this is awesome. You click and they give a DOLLAR per click for battered women! If you all clicked we would have over 800 dollars donated in one day, PLUS whatever your friends click if you pass it on.

http://glumbert.com/media/lipsync
And your video. :) Very obvious lipsynching. Cracked me up.
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[User Picture]From: nonplussed
2008-04-08 07:52 pm (UTC)
can't i pick ALL OF THEM?!?!?

take your time. you can even post them in my new entry asking for ghost stories! :)

(if i had to choose one i'd choose the little girl ghost)
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[User Picture]From: randomposting
2008-04-08 07:59 pm (UTC)
Haha, all right. ;) When I catch up to your LJ I'll post another one there, but I'll give you the little girl story here now.

When I was a little girl (4 at the time of this story), we lived in a house on a lake. There was a deck that faced out to the lake. It was about 8 at night, and I was taking a nap with my Mom on the couch which was pressed half against the sliding glass door, the half that didn't open. All of a sudden I woke up hearing this tap-tap-tapping. And my Mom heard it too and we both turned to see what was at our sliding glass door/window.. and there was a little girl around 7 years old standing on our deck in a blue swimsuit. Her eyes were the same blue as her swimsuit, and she had long blonde hair, that had sea-weed in it. Her skin was grey, and she was crying, and she kept mouthing "help me" "Help me!" and she kept tapping at the door. I went to open the door for her and my Mom stopped me, and the girl watched us and shook her head and then started to walk down the steps of our deck.. and she dissapeared.

All there was left was the puddle where she had stood in and wet footsteps up until the point where she dissapeared.
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[User Picture]From: nonplussed
2008-04-08 08:14 pm (UTC)
you've successfully freaked me out. wow. it's amazing to me that both you and your mother saw the same thing.

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[User Picture]From: randomposting
2008-04-08 08:27 pm (UTC)
I know, right? My Mom always seemed to have people with her when she saw ghosts. The knife ghost is towards the bottom of the screen, since someone else asked.

If you REALLY want to be freaked out. lol I'm shaking a little just remembering all my and my families ghost encounters. lol
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