Ghosts Attend College Too!

From: James V.Bove 3rd (bove@cig.mot.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Chicago ILL
Source: Form Submission

Before I go into my story I believe a little of my backround will be helpfull in understanding this true story. I believe that I have the ability to communicate with another level of supernatural. I have come to this conclusion by some of my own perssonal expierences. Some of these confirmed by my mother who is also gifted. My mother was taught by my great grandmother who was also VERY gifted. Because of some of my mothers expierences she refuses to help me strengthen my capabilities; thus I remain in a state where I believe but have reservation on those who play, or prey on those who claim to have abilities but may be just acting. With this bit of knowledge read on and see what you think. Do you believe this happened to me? Do you think someone pulled a fast one on me? I believe this to really have occured.

This story begins at college. There is a person by the name of Mike,this guy loves to manipulate and spook people. Picture this individual as the mysterious magician. He loves to make people believe in things of mystery as a magician does.

One day a group of us were sitting around in the green room. This is a waiting room off stage for actors waitng for cue lines to go out and performe. This particular day we were just using this room to lounge between classes. Mike decides that he wanted to hold a experiment. He looked to me knowing that I am a believer and throws out the idea.

He says that using me as a gateway he wanted to make contact with the ghost that our theatre has (I know every theatre has one;right). Well for any sceptics I have seen ours and talked with her. I believe this theatre has a ghost Well I asked Mike what he planed on doing. He wanted to take three stick matches in the dressing room in a undetermined pattern on the table and ask our ghost to manipulate them in any fashion and this would prove to anyone that the theatre ghost did exist. So we put three matches in the dressing room we stepped out and all sat around in a dark room concentrating on what we wanted to happen.

Now for the strange occurences. After a few brief moments we reentered the room nothing happened with the matches. Surprised not me I figured Mike was once again trying to spook us (the sceptic part of me I spoke of earlier). I decided then that I was going to put myself full heartily into this endevour. I said lets try again this time however I did not sit in with their circle I sat off to the side and threw myself into my own trans. A few moments latter we went back into the dressing room. I went in first with everyone following behind. As I approached the matches I noticed that they had MOVED. At the very moment that I relized this I felt a heavy weighted hand on my shoulder looking up into the mirror in front of me there was no hand visible nor anyone close to me to have touched me. I bolted from that room knocking people over one of which latter said that I hit him with such force he had a bruise on his side. This occurence bothered me so that they found me outside in the courtyard shaking and very ashen in color. Oh by the way this incident happened several weeks before I really had any communication with the theatre ghost. till that time I along with everyone else just thought that our theatre ghost was just part of theatre tradition.

By the way I want to give credit to Michelle Lorenze. She is the little girl who acted once in this college theatre. She passed away from some child sickness. The college put together a special award for outstanding theatrics in the theatre named after her.

So what do you think?