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jibber · 03-18-2006, 04:29 AM

anyways, back to the topic, i agree with ladyluckrules, i dont believe in ghosts as scary ghouls haunting old houses and such, but i do believe that people who have died can still exist as energy or something of the sort after they've passed on.

when i was 12, one of my best friend's dad was killed in a skiing accident. I was really close to her family, i'd grown up with her, so her parents were almost like second parents to me. just to tell you a little bit about this guy, he was someone who was the epitome of the outdoorsy type, he was really like the cliched wilderness man. another thing that i always remember about him was his ability to turn even the most devastating situation into something managable, no matter what was going on, he'd be able to be optimistic and hopeful about it, and what's more, make everyone else believe things were going to be ok as well. anyways, that summer, my family and their family went on a camping trip together. one day, it was pissing rain, just absolutely pouring, and my friend and i were sitting inside our tent. for the first time since he had died, she started really talking about it. for weeks she'd never cried once, and at that moment she just broke down completely, i can't even imagine the amount of pain she must have been feeling at that moment. anyways, at that moment, when she was sobbing so hard she litterally couldnt breathe, it stopped raining, and the thing i remember most was just this intense quiet, and when we got outside the tent, the sun was just rediculously bright, and there was this incredible rainbow starting to come out. I know it sounds completely cliche and everything, and alot of people are going to be scoffing at this, but both of us believe that it was her dad's way of telling her that everything would be alright, and that her and her family would be ok. so yeah, thats my story about "ghosts" or whatever you want to call it.

03-18-2006, 04:29 AM	#26 (permalink)
jibber Freeskier Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople... Posts: 1,544	anyways, back to the topic, i agree with ladyluckrules, i dont believe in ghosts as scary ghouls haunting old houses and such, but i do believe that people who have died can still exist as energy or something of the sort after they've passed on. when i was 12, one of my best friend's dad was killed in a skiing accident. I was really close to her family, i'd grown up with her, so her parents were almost like second parents to me. just to tell you a little bit about this guy, he was someone who was the epitome of the outdoorsy type, he was really like the cliched wilderness man. another thing that i always remember about him was his ability to turn even the most devastating situation into something managable, no matter what was going on, he'd be able to be optimistic and hopeful about it, and what's more, make everyone else believe things were going to be ok as well. anyways, that summer, my family and their family went on a camping trip together. one day, it was pissing rain, just absolutely pouring, and my friend and i were sitting inside our tent. for the first time since he had died, she started really talking about it. for weeks she'd never cried once, and at that moment she just broke down completely, i can't even imagine the amount of pain she must have been feeling at that moment. anyways, at that moment, when she was sobbing so hard she litterally couldnt breathe, it stopped raining, and the thing i remember most was just this intense quiet, and when we got outside the tent, the sun was just rediculously bright, and there was this incredible rainbow starting to come out. I know it sounds completely cliche and everything, and alot of people are going to be scoffing at this, but both of us believe that it was her dad's way of telling her that everything would be alright, and that her and her family would be ok. so yeah, thats my story about "ghosts" or whatever you want to call it. __________________ What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER