Date: November 01, 2015 08:53PM
Dear Poster "Hedning"
You stated that on your mission you "had a confronting with my companion's dead girlfriend". Now, were you joking, or did you mean this as a reality? I've seen ghosts many times, and I collect ghost stories. So, please respond and enlighten us here what you saw, if you were serious.
MY GHOST STORY ON MY MISSION
San Jose, California, 1983, Summer. Hot as HELL. San Jose was BOOMING at this time. Personal computers were just getting popular, so there was NOT enough housing. Rents were ridiculous. Our apartment was shut down (don't know why) and we could not find a place to live except to rent a room (the size of a large closet) from a very unattractive/overweight crazy woman, who owned a modest house, and rented her rooms to men. Yes, NOT supposed to live under the same roof with a female, but there was literally no place else for us to stay. Literally. Nothing. Anyway, the second night there, I hear a voice calling my name from the closet. Happens again. Again....still again....still again. I wake up the next morning, and there are three DEEP scratches from my crotch, a few inches from my junk, to going from right to left, across my stomach, missing my belly button by a few inches. DEEP scratches. Three of them. Burned like Hell.
Anyway, I didn't tell anyone. Two nights later, the crazy woman says: "My house is haunted you know? Can you say a prayer?" So my companion cast out the evil spirit (or he thinks he did). Anyway, the very next night the woman threw us both out because my companion left an unwashed bowl in her sink. She had a FIT....I thought we'd have to take her to hospital. So, we called the APs and got out of there and stayed at a Member's home for a week, and the Mission President still didnt' have a place for us, so he actually split us up into two separate threesomes so we would have a place to live.