Ever So Evil Household Objects & Bloody Mary

[sandon96]

Man, I'm in my thirties and I still freak out having to walk by a 
mirror at night because of Bloody Mary.  I have sworn not to tell my 
son any ghost stories because my mom would always scare the crap out of 
me with them. Here's another crazy mirror story:

I was on a historical house tour in Denver when I was 12 or 13.  Mom 
and I had just arrived at the Grant-Humphrey's mansion. Pinpricks were 
felt along my spine and as we entered, I had the uncanny sense to not 
look at any of the mirrors, or any reflective surface at all.  I 
couldn't wait to get out of there. Mounting feelings of panic invaded 
every sense of my body as I stared at my mother's feet the entire time.  
When we climbed the steps to the second story balcony, dread overcame 
me.  Reaching the balcony, I stood next to the rail, where I had a 
sudden horrid feeling of being pushed over and falling to the landing 
below.  I looked over the rail, and there *she* was. It was a young 
woman whom I had used to dream about when I was younger. Mom grabbed me 
by then, as I had turn white "as a ghost." I could not get out of there 
fast enough, and no, there was never a story of such an event 
happening.

Other things that have freaked me out:

Navajo shape shifters

Driving through the res on night (from Durango, CO to Phoenix, AZ) I 
was staring out the window as my husband was driving. For a brief 
instant, I thought I saw a shape shifter (a running Indian turning into 
a coyote). Over the next hill there was a car accident, a pretty 
serious one.  I have never looked out the side windows at night again 
when on the res.

Virginia City, Montana

Supposedly one of the murder capitals of the Gold Rush. My husband and 
I stopped there on our honeymoon heading to Glacier National Park.  
That town "hummed" for me. I couldn't sleep all night - it was too 
much. Greg suggested we leave that night, but I couldn't bring myself 
to go out at night.  The next morning - outta there!

Stacie