Let’s take a break from the flow for a minute and have a little fun in the form of a few ghost stories!  I love to tell a good ghost story and I hope you like to read them.  Several months ago I decided to take my wife to the movies, we were going to see Dead Pool in the opening week and it was sold out at our local Giantplex movie house. After a few minutes of enduring the usual ribbing of why I didn’t check beforehand if they were sold out we decided to go to a smaller and much older movie house in a small town that neighbors ours.

The town is nestled up against the Atlantic Ocean and has had its fair share of ghostly lore attached to it. It’s a middle class blue collar town with a mix of just about every type of person you could imagine. The theater is located on the main strip of the old town in succession of buildings all built together like one big store front down the quarter mile of concrete and glass on both sides. Walking up to the theater is very unassuming; it has the usual movie posters outside and the luring smell of over buttered popcorn wafting through the closed doors. My wife and I went into the theater where an enthused teenager was selling tickets for the next showing of the Marvel movie. Looking around I could see that the theater was pretty empty, the small lobby had no one in it but the three of us and in my normal humor I asked if there were any seats left. The kid behind the counter gave me the same look my own kid gives me when I make a bad dad joke, and promptly completed the transaction moving us on into the area that leads to the three small movie theaters inside.

The small lobby is decorated in dark red with gold trim and wooden panel walls, very classic movie house feel and that is part of the charm of this theater. I hadn’t been to this theater in years, my dad used to take me there when I was younger to see every movie I had pretty much ever seen. As I made it into my teenage years the big theater opened and we all kind of forgot about this little jewel. From here I’m going to say that fate brought me to this theater, who knew Ryan Reynolds playing a crazy comic book character would lead to such a life changing event?

While walking into theater room one I got that urge, the urge to look around for spirit or a spirit for that matter. I spotted an old clock the kind that people refer to as a Grandfather clock and probably the perfect clock to mention in a ghost story. After a brief look around the corners and down the narrow hall I didn’t spot anything that warranted a psychic look so we continued into the theater, which was empty besides two other movie goers and us. As we waited for the movie to start rolling I found my attention pulled to the first row of the theater where I spotted what I was looking for, a spirit. The ghost if you will, was very regular looking, in the way that he was dressed in a suit and had his grey hair combed over his bald spot. He looked back at me and we acknowledged each other, this wasn’t too normal for me but I wasn’t afraid because it was in the world of kind of normal. I mentioned to my wife that I could see him and she as usual told me that she could not see the invisible person I was talking about.

The movie played and we had a great time, I forgot the ghost was there and didn’t pay attention to him the rest of the time we were there, this could be the first step in the direction of what I did wrong that night. We made it home, a short 10 minute drive back to the house. I locked the doors and my wife made sure the children were in bed. I did my usual wind down for the evening, a little facebook and Instagram and got ready for bed. That night I had one of the worst nights sleep ever and so did my wife, I was tossing and turning and when I did fall asleep I felt like my skin was crawling and making me want to stay awake. The morning came and the day went by like any other day. That evening as we were getting ready for bed, my wife asked me to sleep on the couch if I was going to toss and turn all night. I agreed to that request because two nights of my wife not having a good night sleep could be detrimental to everyone’s wellbeing.

I made my nest on the couch and turned in for the night at about ten thirty or so. This is where if you get scared easy you may want to skip over to the end. I was woken up with an icy grip of two hands around my throat, pressing so hard that I could feel my airway collapsing and so much pressure I was sunk into the couch. I immediately thought that someone was in the house and trying to kill me. I started to flail my arms and with my eyes open I could not see a thing but what I can only describe as stars appearing before me as I lost breath. I couldn’t feel a body on top of me and this kicked in my psychic awareness, this is an attack by a spirit. I retreated into my head quickly, reciting every prayer I knew and begging for the help of my Guardian Angels, Guides and God. Half way through my second prayer the grip released and I was able to spring up from the couch fully awake. I saw my attacker in the form of a black shadow and chased it across my living room to the stairs that lead to the bedrooms. The shadow split into pieces and dissipated. I calmed my nerves down and said several more prayers and an intention to keep my home protected from that spirit and any others that were going to do me or my family harm.

This event lead me to make a desperate call for help to a local paranormal investigation team, the Paranormal Activity Research Society of NJ. I was able to write them an email of the account and ask them if they had ever heard any accounts of that theater having activity. Within a few hours my phone rang and the founder of the team was on the line with me, no doubt seeing if I was a cook or for real. After giving him the rundown of myself and my abilities he decided that there was  some validity to my tale. As fate would have it, he lived in the town where the theater was located and knew the owner. After reaching out to the owner of the theater my contact on the team was able to find out that there were stories about the theater but nothing was ever confirmed.

Fast forward a little bit, I was invited to be on the team and now am an active member. We were invited to investigate the theater whenever we were ready and will be doing so soon. I have not returned there personally yet and have no desire to, whatever is there was angry I had seen it and took its anger out on me in my home. It is important for everyone at every level to protect themselves from the spirits that roam, they are the same that they were in life and if they were angry alive then they are angry on the other side. If you come in contact with a spirit make sure that you say out loud before leaving the location that they are not welcome to follow you or leave the area they are in.

I hope you liked my story and I promise that there are many more plus there will be developments later on this story once we go to the theater to investigate. As always, thanks for reading and I hope to have you come back.   -Scotty

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