Ghost Stories around the Campfire ^^

Question- Does the story have to be from experence?

 

I don't think so cus the one i told i only know cus someone eles told me

 

This story I found on a website. This is a direct copy-paste. I found it very interesting.

Of all tales and legends of the supernatural and paranormal,
this story is arguably the most documented, the most chilling, and one of
the most difficult to explain. As the legend is told, Some 1500 years
before Christ, there lived an egyptian princess known only as The Princess
of Amen-Ra. When the princess past on, she was placed in an ornate gold
coffin and buried deep in a vault at Luxor. Luxor was a city on the banks
of the Nile.

The Princess of Amen-Ra laid in her tomb, undisturbed, for
over 3000 years. That all changed in 1898, when she was unearthed during
and excavation of Luxor. During the excavations, 4 rich young Englishmen
were invited to visit the dig. While there, one of the excavators offered
the 4 men the oppertunity to buy a gold coffin containing the mummified
remains of The Princess of Amen-Ra.

The four men drew lots to decide who would get the priceless
piece. The man who won had to pay several thousand pounds for the ornate
coffin. He had the coffin shipped directly to his hotel room, where he
could examine it more closly. Later that night, the man was seen walking
out toward the desert. The man never returned to the hotel, and was never
seen again.

The next day, one of the remaining three men claimed ownership
of the coffin. He was shot accidenally,later that day, by an Egyptian
police officer. His arm was so severly wounded, that a local Egyptian
doctor had to amputate it. The mummy and coffin where then given to the
third man in the group. The third man in the foursome found on his return
home that the bank holding his entire life savings had gone bankrupt. He
committed suicide that same day. The fourth and last man in the group
suffered a severe illness soon after taking possesion of the mummy. Because
of the illness, he lost his job, and was reduced to selling matches and
apples on street corners.

Soon after the misfortune of the 4 englishmen, a London
buisnessman bought the mummy and coffin from an undisclosed dealer. Soon
after purchusing the infamous mummy, his wife and 2 of his children were
killed in a road accident. Along with that, his house was damaged by a
fire. The buisness man decided to get rid of the mummy, and donated it to a
British Museum.

The coffin and mummy arrived to the museum on a truck three
days after being donated. As the coffin was being unloaded, the truck
rolled back and crushed a passerby. After getting the coffin off the truck,
it was brought up stairs by two workers. One of the workers fell, later on,
and broke his leg. The other workers fate was far worse. Seemingly in
perfect health, he died 2 days later of unknown causes.

Once the Princess of Amen-Ra and her gold coffin were placed in
the Egyptian room, all kinds of strange things started happening. The
museum's 3rd shift security guards frequently heard frantic hammering and
sobbing coming from inside the coffin. Other exhibits in the room would fly
off their shelves, and some pieces would disappear, only to be found in
other rooms in the museum. One time, a security guard on the night shift
made an obsene gesture to the coffin. His partner found him in the room two
hours later. He was dead. The security gaurd that found him quit soon
after. No one ever wanted to go near the coffin. The cleaning crew wouldn't
go anywhere near it. Only once did a cleaner go next to the coffin. Two
days later, his son died of the measles.

Finally, after only a month of being displayed, the owners of
the museum had the coffin put in the basement. Figuring that the Princess
of Amen-Ra could do no harm down there. They were quite mistaken. Within
one week of the move. One of the helpers went seriously ill, and died. Soon
after that, the supervisor of the move fas found dead in his office.

By the time the supervisor was found, word had leaked out to
the media about the mummy. An asspiring journalist was granted permission
to photograph the gold coffin. After taking a few pictures of the coffin,
he went home and developed them. When they were developed, the journalist
made an astonishing discovery. The paiting on the top of the coffin was
that of a horriying, disfigured human face. After seeing this grotesque

picture, he went into his bedroom, took out a gun, and shot himself.
Soon after the journalist committed suicide, the museum sold
the mummy and coffin to a private collector. During the short time it was
on display in his house, many people that came into the house either got
very ill, or was found dead for no exact reason. The owner eventually
banished it to the attic, after no one wanted to take it off his hands.

A well known authority on the occult, Madame Helena Blavatsky,
was invited to visit the premises. Upon entering the house, she suddenly
felt a dark energy swirling about the home. Determined to find the source,
Madame Helena started to search the whole house. She was immedialty drwawn
to the attic. Upon entering the attic, she had no trouble finding the
source of the problem. The owner, who was now frantic because he brough
this casket ito his own home, asked Madame Helena if she could exorcise the
evil energy. "There is no way possible to exorcise evil. Evil remains evil
forever. What was never good, can never be good." said Madame Helena. " I
implore you to get rid of this ghastly monstrosity as soon as you can."

Frantic to get rid of the casket and mummy, the gentleman
contacted every museum in the area. But no one would even consider taking
the cursed piece. The fact that over 20 people had met with misfortune,
disaster, illness, and/or death from either owning or handling the casket.
And all those misfortunes happened in barely a ten year span, was now very
well known.

After months of searching for someone to take the mummy, the
gentleman was contacted by an American archaeologist. He wanted to buy the
princess and her casket, saying that the misfortunes that surounded it was
nothing more than quirks of circumstance. The American paid a handsome
price for the mummy and arranged for its removal from England to New York.
In April of 1912, the new owner of the princess and her casket, escorted
his treasure aboard a cruise liner set to sail for America. This brand new
White Star Liner was about to make its maiden voyage to New York.

On the night of April 14, 1912, amid scenes of unprecedented
horror, the Princess of Amen-Ra accompanied about 1,500 other passengers of
that new White Star Liner to their deaths at the bottom of the Atlantic
Ocean. The name of the ship was of course, the H.M.S. TITANIC.

 

wow...
you serious they put it on the titanic? oO

 

This WAS found in the Urban Legend Section.\

http://www.the-atlantic-paranormal-society.com/urbanlegends.html

This was the The Curse of the Mummy one.

 

oh i see... lol TAPS rox

 

TAPS rules! the paranormal investigation world.

 

^^
i love their show ghost hunters

 

Don't read Resurection Mary, I've been afraid to look or speak while near mirrors ever since.

 

here's another one:

setting: time: Oct 31, 2006 1-4 am
place: our grandma's house

(NOTE: me and my cousins r d only ones who are awake at that time)

me and my cousins, jasmine, roi and danny (not their real names), were still up at 1 am in our aunt's room. roi was playing nfsu 2 at my ps2. jasmine was talking to her boyfriend via phone. me and danny were watching roi play. we suggested that we cook friend rice (btw, fried rice is always our midnight snack). so being the eldest cousins, roi and jasmine, they were the one who is suggesting to cook for 2 hours. while danny and i were watching him play, i suddenly heard footsteps outside the room (NOTE: when someone is walking outside the room we can feel if someone is there bcoz the floor is made out of wood, we all have heavy feet and the house is really old) . maybe its just auntie or uncle, i said to myself. trying not to scare my other cousins i just stayed quiet. when suddenly...

(note: there are 2 phones 1 downstairs and 1 upstairs. we are on the 2nd floor)

jasmine: hey guys, someone is playing w/ the phone.
me: wat do u mean by that?
jasmine: someone is pushing the telephone buttons downstairs
danny: what?
roi: maybe its just uncle tom
jasmine: no.... its not. the phone is not lifted

and again i heard the footsteps, trying to forget everything we went downstairs to cook our midnight snack. to get out the heavy feelings we have, we started to make a video using my cell. its all about how to make fried rice

jasmine: come on let's cook!

we finished cooking and ate our rice

we went upstairs and there we continued what we were doing. jasmine is talking to her bf again. roi is playing nfsu2 and me and danny were watching the two. again i heard the footsteps.

me: hey danny, did you hear that?
danny: heard what?
me: the footsteps.
danny: yeah i heard it.

jasmine: guys, someone's playing w/ the phone again.
me: huh?? that's impossible, i said to myself

suddenly the phone hang up

jasmine: $#!t!
danny: what's wrong?
jasmine: the line is cut

phone rings again

jasmine: honey, were u the one who hang up? what??? u didn't hang up! let's talk later.
me: what's wrong?
jasmine: i'm scared! he wasn't the one who hang up!
roi: come on let's watch the vid!

we were watching the vid when roi saw something behind me in the vid! at exactly 8 mins and 41 seconds we paused the video. and there we saw it a boy and a girl (whose faces are blurry) in the vid!!

all of us: OMG!!!!

danny: u know guys, while we were eating a while ago. i keep hearing someone was coming down on the stairs. but no one's there
me: wat? that's impossible!

we were all freaked out by the whole incident so we slept immediately after viewing the whole video. that vid is still in my phone

-this is probably my longest post ever!!!

 

TAPs rules, duh, everyone knows that.

Okay, this one, happened at my house two nights ago.

I was watching a movie with my dad and my sis, and it was Harry Potter 4:p , Anyway, we were in the middle when we heard a crash. I was like, "What was that?" and my dad said, "It sounded like the shower curtain..... FALLING!! AAAHHH!!!" and I was like, "Dad, you're stupid." but he just ignored me. And when I went to bed that evening, I'm not kidding about this, I litteraly saw the shower curtain bar (my dad put it back up before going to bed) Fly down and wack me in the head.

true story.