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LOUISIANA GHOST STORY

Jean

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LOUISIANA GHOST STORY

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>(This happened about a month ago just outside a little town in the bayou
>country of Louisiana, and while it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's
>real.) :twisted:
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>This guy was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a real 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. :cry: Suddenly he
>saw a car moving slowly approaching and appearing ghostlike in the rain. It
>slowly crept toward him and stopped.
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> Wanting a ride real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the door, only
>then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel. :shock:
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>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 pray and begging for
>his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in the bayou and
>he would surely drown, when just before the curve, a hand appeared thru 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, as the car came to the outskirts of a town, the guy scared
>to near death, had all he could take, jumped out of the car and ran into
>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 not just some drunk blabbering. :shock:
>
>About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to the
>other, "Look Boudreaux, ders dat idiot that rode in our car when we was pushin it
>in the rain . :?


Jean
 
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Anonymous

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Miz Jean,

That wuz purty good. Aint nuthin' like a cajun. They eat anythin' that dont eat them first. :wink:

regards,

bearridge