Some fun quotes from these ghost stories.
"Five months later, we buried my Uncle in that same cemetary. While I was there, I told my story to a cemetary caretaker."
Gee Mr. Cemetary Caretaker, I'm really grief stricken right now, and I know that you're probably busy with this funeral, but let me tell you a story about when I played with an ouija board.
"They asked the spirit to leave, but it took an hour to leave. Before it said good-bye, though, the spirit said it would return to haunt them."
So they sat there for an hour waiting for it to leave? How do they know that it left? Oh, I see. It was polite enough to say, "Goodbye."
"By the time I knew how to fight the spirit, I had been at home for 4 years. I had to call on the name of Jesus to get rid of the spirit. I had to do it over and over and over."
If the name of Jesus is so powerful, why did she have to repeat it?
"The next time we used it we used it outside in her tree house and when I asked what my guardian angels name was it spelled out e-c-h-o, which is the name of a stillborn cousin."
Your cousin was going to be named Echo?
Man, these people . . . Do they really think that boogie men don't have better things to do than sit around waiting to play tricks on people with ouija boards?