Volume 3: Ghost Stories from Texas (Joe Kwon's True Ghost Stories from Around the World)

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we hung up our Halloween decorations that looked like crime scene tape, and that's when we heard the story.
    Apparently there was a lady that lived in my apartment who was real crazy. She would walk around the apartment complex with her mother's ashes, talking to herself. Some of the upstairs neighbors even swore up and down that they would hear her scream at night, and then out of nowhere start laughing hysterically. Then she just disappeared.
    My husband and I see people or figures passing our bathroom. Our door handles jiggle, and sometimes it turns on our lights and faucets -- things to just really irritate me. It also LOVES scaring our company.
    I am getting so annoyed and I keep telling it that it is annoying me, but it won't stop. And I am ready to b-word slap a ghost! What should I do?
     

Deadly Fan
    Uvalde, Texas
    I know this story is short, but it's weird. In my garage I have 2 ceiling fans. Well one day it was scorching hot, so I turned the fan up to high. With our fan if you touch it while it's on high it will cut the crap out of your finger to where you have to get stitches.
    I had it on high when all of a sudden it stops. Our fan is very dusty. Well it stopped, but the other one kept going. I went over to it and touched it, and then it started again. Luckily I jumped back before it hit me. I turned it off and started inspecting it. And I found a large handprint on one of the propellers.
    I looked for research on the house and found out a fan had fallen on a man. Looks like he didn't like that particular fan.
     

How Did You Die?
    San Angelo, Texas
    After my family and I started using the Ouija board weird things would happen, like unexplained noises, and my grandmother seeing a black figure run from the hall into her bedroom.
    My family didn't know that after you were done using the Ouija board, you HAVE to say goodbye or the ghost won't know to leave. I wish we knew that. Then maybe none of this would have happened…
    When we were using the Ouija board we asked it if there was a spirit in our house. It said YES, and also spelled out a name. Since it was so long ago I don't remember the name ,but I do know it was a guy's name. Anyway with me being very little (6-7) this was all very interesting to me. So I decided to play a little ghost hunter myself.
    I invited my friend who lived next door to me to come over when she did I told her what was going on in my house and she decided she wanted to play ghost hunter too. We decided to write a note to this "supposed" spirit asking it questions like, "How old were you when you died?", and "How did you die?". Once we were done we made sure my mom and grandma weren't there. They weren't, as both of their cars were gone. We wanted to make sure nobody that was "LIVING" could write on the letter. So we went into the back room and played for a while. About an hour and a half later we came back and the letter had been written on in handwriting that did not match any of my family members.

There were answers to all of my questions like, "how old were you when you died," etc. Except one question in particular was not answered. The question, "how did you die?" was left unanswered. We wrote many more letters after that, asking many more questions (oh and I don't remember the answer to the how old were you when you died, since it has been a long time now). But, we always asked that same question, "how did you die?" But, it was never, ever answered. I don't understand why that spirit wouldn't answer that question.
     

The Girl In The Doorway
    Houston, Texas
    It was the summer of 2006 or 2005, I don't really remember for sure. I was about 14 or 15 years old.
    I had to go to summer school for this program I was in. The program was being held at another middle school for the summer, so I had to wait for a school bus to pick me up in the mornings. The night before I had to go to school my mother and little sister decided to sleep in the living room, to stay up watching

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