Fun Campfire Ghost Stories (2 page)

Anyway, one day the people in town came and
tore down the old house they lived in so the ghost family had to
find a new place to live. There was the old factory that had shut
down the year before on the other side of town and there was the
old five and dime store that had been vacant for some time
downtown. They thought about it and decided that the old five and
dime store was the place to call home since it was the oldest
building and already had a lot of cobwebs, dust and squeaky doors
and floors. This meant that they could move right in and the Mommy
ghost would not have to do a lot of decorating.

The very first night in their new home, the
Mommy and Daddy ghosts went to work while the little ghost stayed
home. The little ghost decided he would look around his new home
and do some exploring. He went down the halls at the back of the
store and peaked into this old room and that old room. He
eventually came to a door that had a sign on it which said MENS
ROOM.

The little ghost though, if there are any men
in there, I need to scare them out of our new house! So the little
ghost floated through the door into the room. When the little
ghost’s eyes focused, he saw the most horrifying sight. He turned
and, frightened past death, rushed out of the room, up the hallway
and hid in a corner until the Mommy and Daddy ghosts got home from
work around dawn.

The little ghost told the Mommy and Daddy
ghosts what had happened to him and said that they must move
somewhere else since this place was evidently the home of the most
terrifying thing he had ever seen.

The Daddy ghost said, “Show me,” so the
little ghost started down the hall while pleading with the Daddy
ghost not to make him go back into that room. When they arrived at
the room with the sign on it the Daddy ghost told the little ghost
to wait there while he went in. The Daddy ghost looked around the
room and found nothing but a couple of old boxes, a broken sink and
toilet, some old newspaper and an old mirror on the wall. Nothing
creepy in here, he though to himself.

The Daddy ghost floated out of the room back
into the hallway where the little ghost was waiting. “Did you see
it?” asked the little ghost, “Did you see it?” “NO,” came the
response. “Now tell me exactly what you saw when you went into that
room,” the Daddy ghost said to the little ghost. Shivering at
having to relive that terrifying event, the little ghost, holding
back tears, said, “When I went into the room, I looked around and
went up to the mirror. As I looked into the mirror, I SAW IT! It …
(the little ghost was sobbing now)… it was a Ghost!”

*****

B
en had a rule not to
hitchhike because he knew that it could be dangerous, but his car
was in the repair shop and a terrible thunderstorm was bearing down
on him. Ben had just finished working the night shift at the sock
factory. It was a very dark night and although he planned on
walking home, the lightning bolts streaking through the night sky
and the thunder getting louder made him think again. The wind
picked up and sheets of blowing rain starting to descend.

Ben decided that, just for tonight, he would
break his own rule and try to get a ride home. After several
minutes the storm was almost on top of him and because it was late,
there seemed to be no cars on the road. Soon the storm became so
strong that Ben could hardly see a few feet ahead of himself.
Suddenly, he saw a car come toward him in the distance and then
stop. Ben, thinking that his prayers had been answered, battled the
strong wind and rain the short distance to the waiting car. Without
thinking about it, Ben opened the door, got in and closed the door
behind him. Only then did he realize that there was nobody behind
the wheel!

Suddenly, the car started to move forward
very slowly. Ben was startled and did not know what to do. He
looked ahead down the road and saw that the car was moving toward
dead man’s curve. Ben knew that this curve in the road got its name
from having claimed many lives. For you see, that on the other side
of the curve was a cliff that dropped three hundred feet straight
down into an old abandoned rock quarry. Petrified that he was to be
dead man’s curve next victim, Ben started to pray, begging for his
life. He had not come out of shock when, just before the car hit
the curve, a hand suddenly appeared through the open driver’s side
window and moved the steering wheel just enough so the car made the
curve and did not plunge over the cliff. Ben, now paralyzed with
terror, watched how the hand appeared every time the car was
approaching a curve as it moved down the road driverless.

Finally, although terrified, Ben managed to
open the door and jump out of the moving car. Without looking back,
Ben ran through the storm all the way into town. Soaking wet,
exhausted and in a state of utter shock, the pale, visibly shaken
man, walked into a nearby restaurant and ordered a cup of
coffee.

Then, still trembling with fright, he started
telling everybody in the restaurant about the horrible experience
he just went through with the spooky car with no driver and the
mysterious hand that kept appearing through the window of the car.
Everyone in the restaurant stared in silence and became frightened,
listening to his eerie story. Hairs stood on end when they realized
that there must be some truth to this creepy tale because he was
crying and appeared to be truly disturbed by his ordeal.

About half an hour later, two guys walked
into the same restaurant and sat down at the counter. One of the
men looked down at the far end of the counter, saw the man who had
just told the strange story and said to the other guy with him,
“Hey, there’s the guy Who Jumped out of the car while we were
pushing it!”

*****

J
im had just arrived
home from the war. Things had been so exciting during combat that
being home was somewhat a bore. He was looking for something
exciting to do when an old friend of his called him up and asked
him to stop by for a visit. Jim looked forward to seeing Sam since
he was an old high school friend that he had not seen in years.

Jim arrived at Sam’s house and the two old
friends spent several hours catching up on what each other had been
doing over the years. Sam was surprised to learn the Jim was a
highly trained Special Forces soldier and that he had been involved
in many high risk missions during the war. Sam, on the other hand,
had gone into real estate management.

After hearing what Jim had done during the
war and the type of dangerous operations he had been involved in,
Sam thought that Jim just might be the guy to take care of a
problem that he had. Sam asked Jim if he might be interested in a
job that would pay very well and put his expertise to use. Jim
indicated that he would like to hear more.

There once was a man named Matthews who had
some very shady business dealings that had caused a lot of people,
who invested money in his business, to lose everything. Matthews
had made a lot of enemies, but he did not seem to care. One
morning, Sam said, Matthews and his entire family were found
brutally murdered in their house. No one was ever tried or arrested
for the murders. Most people thought it was probably someone that
Matthews had cheated and no one cared about what had happened to
Matthews.

A short time later, the Matthew’s house was
put on the market and sold. The couple who bought it went missing a
day after moving in, never to be heard of again. The house sat
vacant for many years when a man passing through the area had taken
a shortcut through the old Matthew’s property. He turned up missing
and was found in the woods a few days later. The man was out of his
mind, unable to talk and was committed to the hospital of the
insane. He is still there today and has never uttered a word about
what happened to him the night he disappeared at the Matthew’s
place. Finally, a man purchased the house to fix up and resale. He
has never been seen since. Several years later, the court give me
the responsibility to sell the house, Sam said, but I have had no
luck since everybody is afraid of the house and think it contains
the evil spirit of Matthews. “If I don’t take care of the ghost,
than I can’t sell the house,” Sam said.

“Well where do I come in?” Jim said. Sam told
him that if he was able to spend the night in the old house and
nothing happened, then the spell on the place would be broken and
people would not be afraid of the house anymore. If something did
happen then Jim’s skills were to be put to the test to get rid of
whatever it was that was haunting the house. “Oh…and did I tell you
that if you got the job done, I will pay you $10,000 dollars?” Jim
said it was a deal, just let him have a couple of days to get some
things together. Sam gave Jim a key to the house and the directions
to it as they parted ways.

A couple of days later, Jim arrived at the
old house, unlocked the front door and went in. He looked around
and besides the dirty tattered drapes, cobwebs, and the occasional
mouse, he did not see anything unusual. Jim went into a room toward
the back of the house and unzipped the bag of supplies he had. He
set out two powerful flashlights, took out his .45 colt hand gun
and slapped in the magazine, pulled back the slide and chambered a
round. He laid the extra magazine to his gun on an old table that
was next to a broken recliner where Jim planned to spend the night,
along with a book and some cough medicine. As the sun went down,
Jim had his dinner of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and a sip
of coffee from his large thermos.

It was a moonless night so darkness came on
fast. All of a sudden, Jim heard a noise upstairs. A thump followed
by a bump. Being an unusual sound, Jim grabbed his flashlight and
his gun. Another bump followed by another bump upstairs getting
closer. Jim turned on his flashlight and aimed the beam toward the
entrance of the room which was just across from the stairs.
Bump…bump…bump the noise was coming from the stairs. Soon Jim heard
a thump as whatever it was hit the bottom of the stairs. Jim raised
his gun and pointed it toward the door Bump…Bump…Bump…then BLAST,
the door blew open. Moments later, a coffin, wobbling from side to
side, came bumping into the room. It was an old coffin moving
toward Jim. Jim raised his weapon and fired. The coffin kept moving
toward him. Jim fired until his clip was empty, but it had no
effect on the approaching coffin. Jim reloaded with his spare
magazine and emptied it into the coffin without effect. The coffin
was almost within arms reach when Jim threw the gun and one of his
flashlights at the coffin which just bounced off. The only thing
left to throw was his cough medicine. He threw it and it broke on
the coffin and ran down the front of it. All of a sudden the
“coffin” stopped.

*****