~*A man was walking home alone late one night when he hears a.......

BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP... behind him

Walking faster he looks back, and makes out the image of an upright coffin banging its way down the middle of the street towards him.

BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...

Terrified, the man begins to run towards his home, the coffin bouncing quickly behind him ...

faster...

faster...

BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...

He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him. . .

However, the coffin crashes through his door, with the lid of the coffin clapping ...

clappity-BUMP...

clappity-BUMP...

clappity-BUMP...

clappity-BUMP...

on the heels of the terrified man. . .

Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in.
His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps. . .

With a loud CRASH the coffin starts breaking down the door.
Bumping and clapping towards him.

The man screams and reaches for something heavy, anything ...his hand comes to rest on a large bottle of Robitussin.

Desperate, he throws the Robitussin as hard as he can at the apparition.

the coffin stops.*~

~*One night a man is walking home late and he decided to cut through the cemetery to cut time. As he is walking through he is checking out the headstones as he is looking around he failed to notice that there is an open grave ahead of him and he stumbled and fell. Now the problem is that he is a little under 5 feet and a little over weight and he's jumping, scratching, and screaming his way out, but none of that is working, so after many failed attempts he gave up sat down and shouted, "Alright I give up, I'll just sit here and die!" after he spoke he hears a voice say, "Yeah man, I gave up too."*~

On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.
    
"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me." He just knew what it was.

"Oh my", he shuddered, it's Satan and the Lord
dividing the souls at the cemetery. He jumped back on his bike and rode off.  Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along. "Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."

The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk."

When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me..."
    
The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin' the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord himself." Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord. At last they heard, "One for you, one for me." And one last "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence, and we'll be done."

They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the boy on the bike.

 

The bouffant was the most popular hairstyle in the mid-1960's. Some girls prided themselves on their ability to tease their hair and stiffen it with hairspray into a very high bouffant. One woman at a college in Mississippi had a bouffant that was almost two feet high.

To keep it intact, she slept sitting upright in bed and wrapped it in plastic before she stepped into the shower. Her hair was washed only once a month when she went to the beauty shop.

One warm spring day, just after she had returned from an appointment with her stylist, the girl decided to take a walk in her college's botanical garden. As she passed under a flowering dogwood tree, her bouffant caught a spider web hanging from the branches. The woman never noticed.

Three weeks later, while she was sitting in class, she felt something warm and wet trickling down her forehead. A passerby hurried to her assistance, but the woman was unconscious. By the time the paramedics arrived, a pool of blood hand collected around the woman's head and her bouffant was matted with blood. A physician and two nurses met the ambulance in the emergency room entrance. "What have you got?" the doctor asked. "Its a head wound. But we can't find the source."

"Lets get her into Trauma One. And cut off that hair!" With the first snip of the scissors, a massive nest of spiders spilled out of the bouffant. It was pandemonium in the trauma room as the spiders leapt onto the doctors and nurses, swarmed over the woman's body and scurried across the floor.

Later, after the orderlies and hospital maintenance crew had the spider infestation under control, the trauma crew returned to examine the corpse. They cut off the rest of the bouffant and scraped away the spiders' nest. Underneath it was a hole the size of a dime where the spiders had eaten through the woman's skull and into her brain.

by: Ghostbeliever

There was once this old couple that lived out in the woods. Their nearest neighbors were 10 acres away and they had a pretty happy, quiet life.

One cold, rainy night as they sat in their chairs in front of the fire talking and drinking hot coca, they heard someone rapping at the door. They opened it and an old man with long stringy grey hair, and missing quite a few teeth entered.

They offered him hot coca and a place in front of the fire. They noticed he was clutching an old, ordinary looking wooden box. "Excuse me sir, what is that you are holding?" asked the woman politely.

"Ah, so good of you to ask, this, is the fortune and fate of many,"
The couple, bewildered questioned what this was supposed to mean.

"Well, I will tell you, this box is over 200 years old, and it has moved from person to person, it has never stopped because of no consideration of others. If you walk into any woods in the world, and find the cresent moon stone, and bring it back to me, then when I open this box, a million dollars will have appeared and it will be all yours. But the catch is, if you take the million dollars, someone you don't know will die."

The man was hesitant to do this, because someone would die, even though it would be someone they didn't know, he still thought it a terrible thing to do. But his wife bullied him into it, "Oh, it'll probably be some homeless person on the verge of death anyway." she said.

So he went out into the woods, and searched aimlessly for hours, until he found a smooth stone, in the shape of a crescent moon.

When he got back home he presented it to the old man. "Are you sure this is what you want? Remember, someone you don't know will die,"
"Yes, this is what I want."

The old man opened the box, and there just as he had said, was the million dollars. The woman snatched it and immediately began to count, when she was satisfied, the old man picked up the box and said, "I'd better be off,"

He opened the door, and stepped out into the rain, and before he closed the door, turned to face the couple and said. "I'd better be off to give this box to someone who doesn't know you."