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June 2004
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The Gravestone
by Linus

I live in the southern part of Sweden and I have always been interested in mysterious things and the occult. So this one time, a couple of years ago when I was at my cousin's house on a birthday party, we were outside just fooling around. Then we went into a cemetery where I stumbled upon something in the ground: a tip of a stone I thought at first, but when I looked closer, I saw it was something else, so I dug it up. It was the top piece of a gravestone! Well, stupid as I am sometimes, I actually brought it home with me, having no thought on the consequences of my actions!

So, a couple of months later, back in my home town, just as I was going to bed, I turned out the lights. I had my bed in the far side of the room from the door. Then after a couple of seconds I heard a very low sound from the other side of the room. I guessed at first that it was nothing, but when I heard the same thing again, this time a little louder. My imagination started making up weird stories inside my head already! Then it all went quiet, but not for long. Another sound, this time to be recognized as a footstep. And another one, and another one! then it stopped, just beside my bed. I was hiding under the covers when I felt it. At first a tingling feeling along my spine, then the room getting cold. But then the real thing that would make me run out of the room happened. The bed bent down at the end where my feet were, as if someone was standing in the bed! I turned on the lights. No one there! I then ran out of the room and into my parents room to sleep there! Of course, no one believed me.

Then nothing happened again... UNTIL!

Last year, one day my mother was working the night shift, so I slept in her bed, because it's a lot more comfortable than mine. We had this old acoustic blues guitar hanging on the wall, just next to the bed. Suddenly I woke up, hearing a very distant sound of a tone. I didn't really care then, because I had just woke up. But then I saw my dog, a Doberman male, lying and staring at the guitar! I lay down again, and just as I closed my eyes, something played all the strings on the guitar, just as if someone would walk by it and touch it. The dog started barking and ran out to the kitchen. It all went quiet and my dad woke up. I told him what had happened, but he didn't really care. So, the next day when I woke up, he told me he had heard the exact same thing as I!

And just a couple of months ago, my girlfriend was sleeping over, and as she was sleeping in the other side of the house, alone, because me and my brother were playing some game on the PCs; everything was quiet there. Suddenly my phone started ringing! I picked it up and it was my girlfriend calling! So I went over to her in the other side of the house and asked her what was wrong. She said she had first heard footsteps, then a voice whispering something strange; she couldn't hear what, but it was repeated over and over again. I lit a candle on the shelf and that was when I realized it, the cross, from the gravestone, standing, next to the candle.

I still have that cross standing on my TV, but nothing has happened since. I guess it is just a matter of time....

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