AN IRISH GHOST STORY
This story happened a while ago in
like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true!!!!!
John Bradford, a
hitchhiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a big storm. The night
was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could
hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly, he saw a car slowly coming towards
him and stopped. John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about
it, got into the car and closed the door only to realize there was nobody behind
the wheel and the engine wasn't on.
The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and saw a
curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then,
just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere through the
window, and turned the wheel. John, paralyzed with terror, watched as the
hand came through the window, but never touched or harmed him.
Shortly thereafter, John saw the lights of a pub appear down the road, so,
gathering strength, he jumped out of the car and ran to it. Wet and out of
breath, he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the horrible
experience he had just had. A silence enveloped the pub when everybody
realized he was crying and....wasn't drunk.
Suddenly, the door opened, and two other people walked in from the dark and
stormy night. They, like John, were also soaked and out of breath. Looking
around, and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to the
other.
"Look, Paddy! There's that fooking idiot that got in the car while we were pushing it!"
Monday, October 27, 2008
AN IRISH GHOST STORY
HAPPY HALLOWEEN! (~.~)
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