KickChick
03-Jun-2003, 07:02 PM
This story happened about a month ago in a little town in Louisiana, and even though it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, It is real.
A man was hitchhiking on a very dark night in the middle of a
thunderstorm. The night passed slowly and no cars went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.
Suddenly he saw a car slowly creeping toward him, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly reached him and stopped. The man got in and closed the door, realizing that there was no one behind the wheel. The car slowly started to move again. The man was too terrified to move. He saw that the car was slowly approaching a sharp curve.
He started to pray silently, begging for his life, sure that the
ghost car would go off of the road and he would plunge to his death. Just before the curve, a hand appeared through the window and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the curve.
Paralyzed with fear, the man watched as the hand reappeared
every time the car reached a curve.
Finally, he gathered his strength, jumped out of the car and
ran to the nearest town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and his voice quivering,
ordered two shots of Jack Daniels, and told everyone about his
frightening, supernatural experience. Everyone became silent as
they realized that the man was sane and not drunk.
About half an hour later, two men entered the bar and one said
to the other, " Look Boudreaux, that's the idiot that rode in our
car while we were pushing it"!
A man was hitchhiking on a very dark night in the middle of a
thunderstorm. The night passed slowly and no cars went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.
Suddenly he saw a car slowly creeping toward him, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly reached him and stopped. The man got in and closed the door, realizing that there was no one behind the wheel. The car slowly started to move again. The man was too terrified to move. He saw that the car was slowly approaching a sharp curve.
He started to pray silently, begging for his life, sure that the
ghost car would go off of the road and he would plunge to his death. Just before the curve, a hand appeared through the window and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the curve.
Paralyzed with fear, the man watched as the hand reappeared
every time the car reached a curve.
Finally, he gathered his strength, jumped out of the car and
ran to the nearest town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and his voice quivering,
ordered two shots of Jack Daniels, and told everyone about his
frightening, supernatural experience. Everyone became silent as
they realized that the man was sane and not drunk.
About half an hour later, two men entered the bar and one said
to the other, " Look Boudreaux, that's the idiot that rode in our
car while we were pushing it"!