At one point, when we were about 21 or 22, my best friend, John, and I were living in the apartment that was across the garage in the newer half of my parents house. It wasn't the best of living conditions with the both of us living there in the one room, but it was dry and air conditioned. It also had a full bath and a kitchen - so things could definately have been worse.
John is a founding member of ESP and may want to contribute his version of this story, but here is my version of this paranormal event:
It was late one evening - I don't remember if it was warm or cold weather (think it was warm) - and John and I were winding down and getting ready to crash out because we both had to go to work in the morning. He was sitting on the end of his bed and I was sitting on the end of my bed, which put us about a total of three feet away from each other. We were reading some Mopar Muscle magazines and Summit catalogs - discussing the passion of our life - Mopar muscle cars!
Very suddenly, totally out of the blue, John's bed begins to bounce up and down in little, short hops (remember he's sitting on it and probably weighed around 175lbs). We looked at each other in the proverbial "deer in the headlights" manner and just as we were starting to say "WTF" the bed went crazy. It started bouncing him up and down for about 3 seconds - which was good for about 8 - 10 good bounces. He was literally being bounced into the air, inches off of the mattress! Then it died out as quickly as it started.
We yelled like little girls and ran into the kitchen. As we stood there changing into new pairs of shorts and trying to figure out a good explaination, we were struck with an idea... it MUST be Daniel! Daniel is one of my three little brothers (also a founder of ESP and member of this board) and a notorious puller of pranks. We were sure that he managed to somehow get under John's captain's bed, which contains drawers on the bottom that slide all the way to the back of the bed, and kick up on the bed with his feet... or something...
We crept back into the room from the kitchen like ninjas and snuck up to the foot of the bed. We counted to 3 and then YANKED UP THE TOP PORTION OF THE BED - nothing but drawers full of crap. That's when the reality sat in - THAT JUST HAPPENED FOR REAL! It was a scary as hell reality, but really cool at the same time because there were two of us there to witness and confirm the event.
I think I remember us sleeping with the light on that night. Seriously.
Last edited by spector551 on Thu Aug 02, 2007 11:32 pm; edited 1 time in total
That wasn't the only problem I had with that bed.When I had my own apartment it gave me trouble. One friday evening around 8:00 I decided I was too tired to go out with my friends(Jamie among them)and I was going to stay in.So, they said fine and went to Jamie's ,just down the street ,before heading out. So, I went the bedroom,turned off the light ,and sat on the edge of the bed, facing the far wall.I placed my elbows on my knees,while leaning forward and rested my face in my hands.Just then, something taps me on the temple, not once, but Twice!I wanted to get out of the room as fast as possible while at the same time appear as if I'm completely cool about the whole thing. So I used the "fake a yawn and stretch and jump up and turn on the light all in one motion" technique.Needless to say I wound up in the parking lot waiting on my friends(whom I called post haste) to come get me.The bed had belonged to an ex-girlfriend of mine who had been into some heavy duty evil stuff at some time or another and I think it was just a magnet for evil or bad energy or whatever you want call it. It sucked so I got rid of it.The End.That's all I have say about that.
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