Strange Story

After mulling this for a few weeks I decided to share it with you guys. I've got a few ancient coins and there are virtually from every culture who ever struck coins. You know, scattered all over the ancient world, Greek, Parthian, Roman, Celtic and Arab. I try to separate the silver, decent, or nice identifiable ones from the junk and started keeping the junk in a cigarbox as my safe got too full, "sometimes the junk is pretty good" another collecting friend told me once. They were all loose and mixed up. Well, as I was saying a couple of weeks ago I walked down into the basement to retrieve something, anyway there were ancient coins all over the floor, almost like someone spilled the cigar box, except it was still on the table with the lid pinned shut. I was in a hurry and really didn't pay attention as I grabbed a few and tossed them back into the the box, leaving the rest to pickup later.

It was later in the afternoon when I went back down and began picking them up again. It almost seemed like there were MORE on the flipping floor and I really was beginning to get a spooky feeling this time. When I saw my wife and daughter I calmly asked both of them if they'd been down there looking for anything recently. Got a "NO" from both, hmmm...

The following morning I went down to put some magazines away and damn-it they were scattered again. I bounded up the stairs again and confronted the family. "NO, No we'd haven't been down there in a couple of months."

I went down and began picking them up again when (upon looking closely) I noticed there were no Roman issues in the coins which were on the floor. All the Roman coins were still in the cigarbox. I now have two cigarboxes and no scattered coins...

I've noticed on many occasions the cats won't or rarely go down into the basement and the door always closes after being opened, I mean it won't stay open even it blocked open with a book. It'll eventually, somehow, someway, close. Jen has even joked about the place being haunted as it's a really old house and we live WAY out in the country, so...

Ben

 

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Could it be you have a spook who collects ancient coins :smile so try to be nice to it and who knows the next lot might well be GOLD :whistle:

De Orc :hug:

 

Chuckle, GOLD... I doubt if gold would even make it off of the dig site without some unintended culprit illegally acquiring it.

 

That's a little spooky. My wife would have the house for sale sooo quick it seriously wouldn't be funny.

I almost joked around about aliens and ghosts the other day in one of the threads as in if you believe in this then you also probably believe in Ghosts and Little Green Men. I have a couple friends that are Ghost Hunters by trade (one of many) so who knows. Me I don't really know what to believe.

Maybe if you stop leaving them your junk coins they would be happier ghosts??? See what happens if you put a few gold coins in with the roman coins???

Just for the fun, try taking the door off the hinges and see what happens - be sure to let us know


Good Luck

 

I like a good ghost story. keep us posted. I know a couple of good stories too but I won't post them here. Try to video tape the box one night and see what is really happening. Then post the pictures from your tape. :thumb:

 

I'll post some pictures from around the place. I have several with odd shapes and orbs in them... Looking now.

Ben

 

It sounds like a joke, but maybe you sleepwalk? Get up in the middle of the night, go and sort
your coins, Roman issue in the box, non-Romans on the floor, and then back in to bed.
I've heard of people doing really bizarre things in the middle of the night, going back to bed and having no memory of it. I'd throw a few camcorders down there myself, and see what really goes on...

 

I would do an x-ray of your cat...and then check around to see how fat your rats and mice are

Speedy

 

The old lady has most of the supernatural stuff, LOL, but here are a couple of eerie shots. First are some orbs infront of, by the pipes, and something above the handlebars in this shot of the bike and me. The next is the group of trees in the NE corner of the property, just creepy looking. The Bullalo-Gap National Grasslands are beyond and that's where the film Dances With Wolves was partially (Indian Camp, Stampede, Dugout House, and Polluted lake) filmed. The 3rd shot is using a telephoto lens (different/better camera) of the same trees on a foggy morning, creepy too.

Ben

 

Ben,those are very nice photos.That white cone-shaped area in the photo of you & your motorbike is actually a bit of dust on the camera lens.

Aidan.

 

I'm guessing that the fuzzy images in the first photo have something to do with the angle of the shot, looks like it was almost into the sun, which will burn reflections into the negative. The two photos of trees, well, they kinda look like trees.

Your story, however, is very odd and other than someone in your family playing tricks or you sleepwalking, I don't know of any good explanation that doesn't involve unexplainables.

Even if you put a camcorder on for the night, who says the ghost won't just turn it off?

 

Hmmm,

 

nice bike, Ben..:goofer:

 

I can tell by the pushrod configuration that's a nice hog you got there Bone. I think what you need to do at this point is hop in the saddle, give it a good kick, and take a nice long drive out in the cool fresh air. Hey, works for me... :thumb:

 

Why, Thank You very much.

Ben

 

Who ya gonna call?

 

Let's either terminate this discussion of poltergeists, trees and bikes or continue it where it belongs, in the opt-in General Discussion forum; and leave this forum for coin subjects, which weren't even hinted at in the last 8 postings.