Irish Ghost Story
> John
> Bradford, a Dublin University student, was on the side of
> the road hitch-hiking on a very dark night and in the midst
> of a big storm.
> The
> night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so
> strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.
> Suddenly,
> he saw a car slowly coming towards him and
> stopped.
> John,
> desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got
> into the car and closed the door ... only to realise there
> was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't
> running.
> The
> car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and
> saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging
> for his life. Then, just before
> the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere
> through the window, and turned the wheel John, paralysed
> with terror, watched as the hand came through the window,
> but never touched or harmed him.
> Shortly
> thereafter, John saw the lights of a pub appear down the
> road, so, gathering strength, he jumped out of the car and
> ran to it... Wet and out of breath,
> he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the
> horrible experience he had just had.
> A
> silence enveloped the pub when everybody realised he was
> crying ... and wasn't drunk
> Suddenly,
> the door opened, and two other people walked in from the
> dark and stormy night. They, like John, were also soaked and
> out of breath. Looking around,
> and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to
> the other..
> ?Look
> Paddy ... there's that fooking idiot that got in the car
> while we were pushing it!'
> yup
> happened a while ago in Dublin, and even though it sounds
> like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true.
eagleye13 wrote:
Irish Ghost Story
> John
> Bradford, a Dublin University student, was on the side of
> the road hitch-hiking on a very dark night and in the midst
> of a big storm.
> The
> night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so
> strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.
> Suddenly,
> he saw a car slowly coming towards him and
> stopped.
> John,
> desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got
> into the car and closed the door ... only to realise there
> was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't
> running.
> The
> car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and
> saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging
> for his life. Then, just before
> the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere
> through the window, and turned the wheel John, paralysed
> with terror, watched as the hand came through the window,
> but never touched or harmed him.
> Shortly
> thereafter, John saw the lights of a pub appear down the
> road, so, gathering strength, he jumped out of the car and
> ran to it... Wet and out of breath,
> he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the
> horrible experience he had just had.
> A
> silence enveloped the pub when everybody realised he was
> crying ... and wasn't drunk
> Suddenly,
> the door opened, and two other people walked in from the
> dark and stormy night. They, like John, were also soaked and
> out of breath. Looking around,
> and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to
> the other..
> ?Look
> Paddy ... there's that fooking idiot that got in the car
> while we were pushing it!'
> yup
> happened a while ago in Dublin, and even though it sounds
> like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true.
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