Are there any ghosts in town?

I remember when I was younger there were some stories of the Rose Hill Cemetery being haunted. Specifically a few gravestones. I never saw anything, but I remember feeling very eerie going through there at night when I was a teenager.

Ghosts give me the scaries because they are pale und dead. Ich say yikes bikes snooks when something is haunting the haus. They haunt me everywhere I go and I can see them and talk to them sometimes. There is one ghost by the name of Charles Shooterhoffler that comes and speaks to me. Please excuse my English because I cannot talk so well. Anyways, I have a friend whose name Yurgen Frankenstein who has nails on the side of his neck. He says he came to life by solar power und having a great life force from else where. He was born a wooden platform from professor Carlos Punter. He creates and does many things. Sometimes he dresses a witch and rides on a broom. I once got a curse on me and his face a huge how do you say bump or wart I think on his eye lid. My best friend Smigel Dooler has a mother for a vampire und it is sehr great und auch beautiful. The mayor says that bats can sleep with us in bed and I suck my thumb to be protected from unwanters.

I used to hear about a ghost from the vaudeville era that haunted The Colonial Theater and continued when it was renamed The Paramount Theater. An employee showed me the dressing rooms the actors used, and the ghost supposedly was felt and heard mainly around the rooms and the stage. She hated going back into those areas for anything, and said it made her skin crawl.
(Of course, I took advantage of that information to terrorize her just a bit more, buuwaahaahaa!)

has anyone ever heard any stories about the old abandoned school, New Sweden, in Idaho Falls? I’ve been out there are have had some pretty freaky stuff happen, but I would like to know the “ghost stories” if you will

The creepiest feeling I ever got in my life was in Rio De Janero.

A lot of Brazilians believe in voodoo. It’s common to see folks wearing a little charm that looks like a hand in a fist, with the thumb sticking up between the index and middle fingers. It’s a combination good luck and a protection, in case someone is out to get you. They also are big in lighting candles wherever they pray. (Yup- there are prayers in voodoo.)

One late night, after the best gig I ever played in my life, I was walking back with one of my best friends. There was a candle burning in a corner gutter a few blocks ahead. We were both half in the bag, and I decided I’d take the candle as a souvenir.

The closer we got to it, the less I wanted to mess with it. I actually bent down to pick it up, and got an overwhelming feeling of not messing with it. My buddy did too, but not as strongly. As I drew back, so did the strong feeling of dread, and it faded steadily as we walked away.

I dunno what it was, but if a ghost feels like that, I don’t want to mess with them either. For sure, there are things in this life that the heart knows that the head doesn’t.

@ KatherineM

Funny you should ask about the new sweden school. A friend and I once went there at about 10 pm one night. I went inside through the front door, having keys for it and all, and went to the basement. I flipped the breaker and turned on the power. Lit the place up. I went back out to go get my friend, which was paranoid about the place and got back to the front door only to discovered that it had shut and was not opening for anything. The lights suddenly went out and I heard this giggling from all around me. I looked up thinking what the hell when I noticed this outline of a kid standing there at the top of the steps looking down at me. Its eyes were like flames….. I kicked that door down and ran like hell back to my friends car. He later told me that he’d seen alot of lights coming out of a window and could hear the giggling too. My friends father, which gave us the keys, went back the next day to find the door on the ground, the power up and going in there, which has since been cut off, and, from what I’m told, found what appeared to be flame marks on the floor where I saw that kid. Never want to go back there again. The very name of the school sends shivers up my spine.

I have a friend that claims three ghosts chased him out of rose hill cemetary after he and some other friends were using a weigy board there. He seemed truthfull about it. Maybee he was just freeaked out from using the weigy board.
Another guy that I know used to have a welding shop right next to that cemetary and he claimed that his garage door would close on its own. He said that it would be impossible for it to move unless someone acctually pulled it down with considerable force. He also heard stories from the cemetary care takers. Sounds haunted to me.