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Its been happening for years. Most of the time I am just walking past them and they ring. It happens perhaps once a fortnight on average. It happens wherever I go and I do travel extensively.
At first I thought that it was a trick. Y'know someone hanging out their window near by and ringing the phone just to watch peoples reactions. But no way. It follows me around wherever I go. London, Perth, Glasgow, Oxford, Devon, Cornwall and even the Isle of Arran.
Arran was the creepiest. There were three Phone boxes in a row and someone was in one of them talking away to whoever. One of the other phones began to ring and then while the first one was still ringing out the second one started. I had just said to my pal that "I bet one of these phones ring" Both the phones rung and rung and rung.
I decided years ago not to answer them as there has been a history of very bad, very creepy phonecalls in my family.
My Grandfather was already dead when he phoned my dad to tell him to come home. My dad was on stage when the phone in the box office went. The lady who answered it said that the person, who had a deep voice like my grandad, had phoned the wrong office and that he should ring the Production department. That very instant the other phone went. And I mean Instant. There was no time betwwen the two calls. She answered it and it was my Grandad again asking if my dad could go home.
The show, unfortunately, had to go on and my dad did'nt find out till after the play. These events are fairly common. Y'know, a loved one contacting another loved one at the point of death. That is why I do not like the Phone boxes doing it to me. It gets to me.
I do not want one of these phonecalls and everytime a Phonebox rings I think to myself "this is the one". I dont handle these things terribly well anymore. I used to be a student and hunter of ghosts untill I had an experience. No more please. I have had my fill. I used to seek my own proof with my own two eyes.......well, I am done with it. I dont sleep too well.
I am not under any illusions though for I believe that if the "things" were truly malevolent (not my grandad though)
then our lives, and I mean everyones lives would be effected on a daily basis. Ghost malevolence would be on the news and there would be no doubts as to their existance. If they were harmfull
then the world would have ghosts in its daily life. If they were bad then the history books would be dominated by their unseen power much like they are when they speak of the terrors of human activity.
I now believe that the only creature capable of weilding true badness is Humans. Yes, that could get carried beyond the grave but you can be sure that we would know all about it if it did.
I also believe that there are more good people than there are bad people. There is a heck of a lot of Bad people but there are more goodies out there.
At first I thought that it was a trick. Y'know someone hanging out their window near by and ringing the phone just to watch peoples reactions. But no way. It follows me around wherever I go. London, Perth, Glasgow, Oxford, Devon, Cornwall and even the Isle of Arran.
Arran was the creepiest. There were three Phone boxes in a row and someone was in one of them talking away to whoever. One of the other phones began to ring and then while the first one was still ringing out the second one started. I had just said to my pal that "I bet one of these phones ring" Both the phones rung and rung and rung.
I decided years ago not to answer them as there has been a history of very bad, very creepy phonecalls in my family.
My Grandfather was already dead when he phoned my dad to tell him to come home. My dad was on stage when the phone in the box office went. The lady who answered it said that the person, who had a deep voice like my grandad, had phoned the wrong office and that he should ring the Production department. That very instant the other phone went. And I mean Instant. There was no time betwwen the two calls. She answered it and it was my Grandad again asking if my dad could go home.
The show, unfortunately, had to go on and my dad did'nt find out till after the play. These events are fairly common. Y'know, a loved one contacting another loved one at the point of death. That is why I do not like the Phone boxes doing it to me. It gets to me.
I do not want one of these phonecalls and everytime a Phonebox rings I think to myself "this is the one". I dont handle these things terribly well anymore. I used to be a student and hunter of ghosts untill I had an experience. No more please. I have had my fill. I used to seek my own proof with my own two eyes.......well, I am done with it. I dont sleep too well.
I am not under any illusions though for I believe that if the "things" were truly malevolent (not my grandad though)
then our lives, and I mean everyones lives would be effected on a daily basis. Ghost malevolence would be on the news and there would be no doubts as to their existance. If they were harmfull
then the world would have ghosts in its daily life. If they were bad then the history books would be dominated by their unseen power much like they are when they speak of the terrors of human activity.
I now believe that the only creature capable of weilding true badness is Humans. Yes, that could get carried beyond the grave but you can be sure that we would know all about it if it did.
I also believe that there are more good people than there are bad people. There is a heck of a lot of Bad people but there are more goodies out there.