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 Posted - 08/15/2001 : 10:46:46 PM
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(Submitted via email by [email]Meowomon@aol.com[/email])
In 1983, I was living in an apartment on Bronough Street in Tallahassee, Florida. It was an old apartment behind a former church that had been remodeled in to a small apartment house. My apartment was one of two over the garages in back. It also was situated right next to a cemetery that had been there a long time. One warm early spring day, I was napping in my room when I woke hearing voices and footsteps in the apartment. I assumed that my roommate, Bridget, had come home and brought friends with her. As I looked to the end of my bed, there was a silent young man petting my cat Lucy. He was in his twenties, dressed in jeans and a red lumberjack flannel shirt. His blond hair was long to his collar and combed in a 1970's style. I was in a paralyzed state and all I could do was look at him and wonder why my roommates friend had the nerve to enter my room and pet my cat while I lay sleeping. I do not remember him leaving the room, but when I realized that he was gone I was able to move. I sat up on the side of my bed, still hearing the voices and called to my roommate to come into my room. “Bridget!”, I yelled. Then all was silent. I got up out of bed to go find her and there was no one in my apartment and all windows and doors were closed and locked.
This story was printed in The Tallahassee Democrat’s Halloween edition in 1990. As a result of that story a man called me and asked me if a certain apartment on Bronough Street was where this took place. ( the exact location was not mentioned in the article ) He gave me the exact location and explained that in 1976 a friend of his who lived in that same apartment was killed in a tragic parachuting accident while he was living there. He said that his friend always dressed in a similar manner and had longish blond hair as I had described. He sent me a picture of his friend and I was amazed at the similarity of this guy and the guy I saw in my room. Needless to say, this really spooked me and I can’t remember what I did with the photo. I did not keep in touch with that guy either.
The last part of this story is the real kicker. In 1996 having put that other experience out of my mind, I was working at an adult day program for mentally retarded adults. It was near Halloween and I asked the class if anyone had any real ghost stories to share. The teacher Matt M. piped up and said he had an unusual experience in 1982 at a house on Bronough Street. I immediately felt my skin crawl and asked him the exact location. It was the same property except it took place at the apartment in front of the one in which I used to live. He was “partying” with some friends ( it was their apartment ) and they all heard someone walking up the outside stairs that led up to the front door. They saw a blond haired guy in a red flannel lumberjack shirt ( I swear that is exactly what he said! ) coming up the stairs. He passed by the window and knocked on the door. No one there knew him and when Matt went to open the door, there was no one there. The only way back down was passed that same window and down the stairs. Either that or a jump of about 15 feet.
Lara Marks, [email]Meowomon@aol.com[/email]
Tallahassee, Florida
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Posted - 08/22/2001 : 2:43:34 PM
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That's pretty spooky...
KRyza
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Posted - 12/21/2003 : 03:24:52 AM
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I want to bring this story back up so people can see it! very spooky experience indeed.
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Posted - 12/21/2003 : 4:50:08 PM
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*Blink/twitch* Wow, very amazing, I want go there. It just amazes me that there is an afterlife. 
I'm not wierd...Just unique! ^_^
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Posted - 12/21/2003 : 7:07:24 PM
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WOW! I would be scared to death. And im not saying that as a figure of speech. I would scream my head off if I saw a real ghoast, or saw someone in my apartment petting my cat that I didn't know.
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Posted - 12/21/2003 : 7:36:41 PM
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Why are you amazed that there is an afterlife Darkened_Storms?
I think Acidus' story is just another way to help us realize we might not be crazy in thinking we've experienced something paranormal if someone else has experienced the exact same entity.
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Posted - 12/23/2003 : 2:42:08 PM
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Well I think you should have talked to it and see what it wanted. Thats very spooky and cool at the same time. he seems friendly because he let you sleep and didnt wake you. LOL
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