True Ghost Stories and Hauntings. Comments

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Date: Fri, 23 Oct 2009 07:50:28 -0700
Jordan Many stories about the cemetery at Virginia City. From what I've heard there seems to be a lot of activity at the Catholic section of the cemetery. Talk of glowing headstones and orbs have been seen by locals, and maybe you. :) I think I remember a story about an undertaker that buried people alive out in that area of the cemetery. Can't remember where I heard it and trying to find some reference to it.I have yet to go up there at night but maybe this summer I might venture up there.Have fun on Halloween.

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Date: Fri, 23 Oct 2009 01:36:16 -0700
I live in Reno,NV not too far from Virginia City. Me and a couple of friends thought it could be cool to go to the cemetery at 3:00 AM on Halloween. I brought my girlfriend too which could've been a big mistake. We didn't want to get busted so we parked a hill away and started walking. My girlfriend was already scared and my friends had been drinking so they kept messing with her and trying to scare her. She only made it to the front gate when they did it one more time and she was so angry she decided to go back (plus she had to work in the morning). I took her back to the car and told them we'd be waiting for them. One of my friends called me and kept trying to convince me to come. Then he started yelling "Tony!TONY!!" I asked him what happened and I guess he just ran away and left his phone with Travis. I told him to keep looking and if he hadn't found him in fifteen minutes to call me because we had to get going. He calls.. so I kissed my girlfriend as she turned over and went to sleep, locked the doors and took off running. On my way through the cemetery I noticed a light shining between some of the tombstones. It looked like a cell phone light so I approached it, but by the time I got to where the light was coming from it was gone. I looked around that section for a couple minutes and headed to the back toward the catholic section. Travis was standing at the gate and he still hadn't found Tony. I started heading into the catholic tombstones when I looked over toward the fence and I could see Tony crouching in the shadows.. "Dammit Tony! Why the hell you guys messin with me?" I was pissed.. "We weren't gonna let you come all this way without comin out here" He was right i guess.. "Have you guys even come in here yet?".. "Hell no! We were waitin for you" So I walked right in and began to tell them stories I'd heard. I pointed out a specific tombstone that would be found broken one day and back up another. It was an old marble slab that we tried to pick up and it didn't budge an inch.. then I started telling them about a light seen in a tree when I look up to the tree about 20 ft. away and there was a gliding and dark light(i know that doesn't make sense but it's the only way i can explain it). It freaked me out a lil bit but i was still mad so I thought I'd try to freak them out.. only ended up scaring myself more than I wanted to. As I was SPRINTING (and I mean sprinting) I could hear steady footsteps behind me. As I looked back I saw a near perfect silhouette of a large man.. I couldn't see it walking but no matter how fast I ran it stayed the same distance behind me until I got out the front gates. I stopped to lean against the fence to catch my breath when I saw 3 candlelights coming up the valley between the hill where the car was parked and the cemetery. That didn't help me catch my breath at all.. I slowly started walking down as they got closer, but then they turned and headed up the hill towards the car.. and my girlfriend. The protective instincts kicked in and so did the sprinting again. There was a tree at the bottom of the hill i had to pass behind to start heading up the other side and just before I did the candlelights were almost to the car. I've never had so much adrenaline pumping through my veins and I've never ran up a hill so fast. As I got to the car I hopped in and made sure my girlfriend was ok. She was still sleeping and I couldn't even talk. I just sat there trying to catch my breath and my sanity. After a couple of minutes she finally sat up and asked what was wrong... "Why did you unlock the car?""I didn't, don't you have the keys?""No... They're right here in the car where I left them" As I picked them out of the center dash..Call me crazy ,but I'm goin back again this halloween,with a camera and without my girlfriend.

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Date: Thu, 01 Oct 2009 06:01:48 -0700
Well now seems to me that no one has ever been hurt by no ghosts, yet. Why every one is so frightened of them is beyond me. A feller might would do a mischief to himself out of fear in the running from them. I never was afraid of dead people, that's why their dead, and dead don't hurt no more. Once as a youngin' I was scared of this cater walling in the night, come to find out it weren't nothin' but a Screech Owl. A good ghost story in the tellin' of it can be right fun in the tellin' tho', huh? Thanks and all those dead St's is why Ireland has so many. God don't want them. He didn't make them Saints, man did.

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