TENNESSEE GHOST STORY ......TRUE
This happened about a month ago just outside a little town in the
mountains of Tennessee, and while it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock
tale, it's real.
A guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a really dark night
in the middle of a thunder storm.
Time passed slowly and no cars went by. It was raining so hard he
could hardly see his hand in front of his face. Suddenly he saw a car
moving slowly, approaching and appearing ghostlike in the rain. It
slowly crept toward him and stopped.
Wanting a ride really bad, the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door, only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel.
The car slowly started moving and the guy was terrified, too scared
to think of jumping out and running.
The guy saw that the car was slowly approaching a sharp curve, still
too scared to jump out, he started to p ray and begging for his life;
he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and into the marsh
and he would surely drown, when just before the curve, a hand
appeared through the driver's window and turned the steering wheel,
guiding the car safely around the bend.
Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time
they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all
he could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered two
shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience. A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when
they realized the guy was telling the truth and was not just some
drunk.
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
the other: "Look Bubba, there's that idiot who rode in our car when we
were pushing it in the rain."
This happened about a month ago just outside a little town in the
mountains of Tennessee, and while it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock
tale, it's real.
A guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a really dark night
in the middle of a thunder storm.
Time passed slowly and no cars went by. It was raining so hard he
could hardly see his hand in front of his face. Suddenly he saw a car
moving slowly, approaching and appearing ghostlike in the rain. It
slowly crept toward him and stopped.
Wanting a ride really bad, the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door, only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel.
The car slowly started moving and the guy was terrified, too scared
to think of jumping out and running.
The guy saw that the car was slowly approaching a sharp curve, still
too scared to jump out, he started to p ray and begging for his life;
he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and into the marsh
and he would surely drown, when just before the curve, a hand
appeared through the driver's window and turned the steering wheel,
guiding the car safely around the bend.
Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time
they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all
he could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered two
shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience. A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when
they realized the guy was telling the truth and was not just some
drunk.
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
the other: "Look Bubba, there's that idiot who rode in our car when we
were pushing it in the rain."
