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Mysterious Lights
By Tina From Maine
One evening my friends and I were riding around the back
roads. Doing what teenagers do: smoking cigarettes and drinking. It was
completely dark when the car we were riding in sputtered and stalled on
a road far from home. We had no power and the car would not start.
There were five of us total in the car and we all began laughing.
Finding humor in our situation. Then someone noticed some lights. We
all looked to see lights coming from the left side of the road ahead of
us. I said I hope they don't hit us cause nothing is working in the
car. We all watched as the lights went across the road straight to the
other side. Relieved that they didn't turn our way, we all laughed
again. But the driver of the car wasn't laughing. I asked him what was
the matter. He said I know this area very well and there is no road
that goes that way. We all said yeah there is cause we all just saw it.
Pale and acting nervous he turned the key to have the car start right
up. Turned on our lights and went to the spot where the car crossed. We
all got out to investigate. Not only was there no road there, there
were no tracks, and no sign of a vehicle. We all got freaked out jumped
back in the car and high tailed it home.
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You Called?
By Season
April 4, 2006
I was in my living room reading on the computer. The kids
were outside and the hubby was in the back bedroom asleep. The house
was completely quiet with no TV's or radios on. The only sound was the
low "chattering" of my parakeet. Out of nowhere someone or something
said my name in a loud whisper. It sounded like a female voice. I can
see into my kitchen from where I was in the living room and there was
no one there. I keep trying to tell myself that it was just a strange
hiss or something that just happened to sound like my name but then the
event comes back clearly in my mind and I realize there is no way that
is possible. My name was spoken very clearly. It was too distinct to be
anything else. And it wasn't my kids. I can't hear them outside unless
my windows are open, or they are right up against a nearby window.
Neither of them were but even if they had been, they would not call me
by my name. They would call me "mom". I keep trying to but I just can't
explain this one away. This is just one of the many events that
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