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« Reply #1683 on: March 09, 2010, 05:46:52 PM » |
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Damn there's some scary stories in here. Hahaha.
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A few years back before my uncle passed away he would encountered wierd things like animals. One time he went to the farm and a squirral came and climbed on him and he tried to get it off but it wouldn't let go. After a few minutes the squirral let off and ran off. Then there was an incident with a black cat running inside their house and they chased it out. They would experienced these hmong phenomoms and they did shaman to see what was happening and they found out that our grandpa was coming to get him. My uncle is partially deaf and wears a hearing aid. To understand my uncle, we have to go back into his earlier years as a child. when he was young he would always played in the creek and digged up holes and had fun hunting around for fun. Then one day he went playing in the river and he dug out a hole and something was inside the hole. He was playing with the thing's home and when my uncle came back home he was sick. He then started to go deaf and my grandma asked a shaman to do neeg and they told her he had ruined their home or did something to unpleased the spirits in the area. Then so after the ritual everything went back to normal and my uncle was forbidden to do any of his ADLS. But then one day he went back to his old habits and he became deaf again. All through his life he felt very lonely like noone care about him. He was the youngest and because he was deaf, he felt lonely on the inside. He would tell the aunties that his brothers didn't love him and his mother also. The saddest thing was that in my father's generation they didn't know how to show love. They would always leave him out in some cases because they thought it would be to difficult for him, but in fact he's very good with fixing houses and hand on works. My uncle was married and had two kids but yet he still felt a lone. Through out the years, my uncle was left alone and was never asked to go hunting or fishing with my dad and uncles. I knew deep down inside how lonely his world was even though he had a family, a house, two cars and a boat. Last but not least he had us. Through out my teenage years, my uncle and me, we were bonnie and cylyde. We went fishing together and hunting together because noone had invited him so we would alway hang out together. I remembered one time i wanted to go to july 4 and so he took me upthere with his family and there is nothing i can't say or do to ever thank him enough. He is the greatest uncle and his wife is the greatest aunty ever because they would always take me out so many times. I would always babysite their kids while talking on the phone with some girls, but anyways his kids love me so much they cut their hair to be like mine. His family cherished me so much and i love them so much but there was nothing i can do to save them or help my uncle's lonely heart. The night before he passed away, he told his aunts that noone loves him and he cried. I always knew how he felt and the pressure to be useful in the community. My grandma never really love her youngest son because her herself was also lost in her game of choosing favorites. She was supposedly living with my uncle but she had her stuff there but always lived with my second uncle. She love my ucle like a son but not as much as her second son. My second uncle is a greedy shit uncle who doesn't not love my grandma but uses her for her money and yet my gradma is also a greedy person who is fitted for my greedy uncle. Sadly to say on the night my uncle cried out his tears to my aunties i went overthere to fixed my uncle's email so he can chat on the pc for fun. I played with my little two cousin and we play super mario in the living room. Then we went back into my uncle' pc room and my little cousin climbed up the dressing. I asked him if he would like to sleep over but then my vision was like a dream. It was blurring when i think of it. My little cousin didn't want to sleep over so then i spent time on the pc with my uncle nnot knowing it would be their last. I came home and stay up late knowing everything will be alright. Then 4 in the morning i was waken to be notify that my uncle's house caught on fire. We all cried our tears out. The saddest nthing was that their whole family passed away at such a early age.
There were signs of disaeters waiting to happen and plus their house was quite creepy. Some say that they could heard foot stpes in the attic but not sure if it is true though. After a year or so my grandma then started to cried for them and said things like he care and love them very much, but it was too late. She should had love them when they were alive and not waited for them to died to have tears. She went insane and started asking them to come eat foods that she set off outside of my uncle's home. And so one day a little girl living downstair of them who has the power to see ghosts told my grandma that she should stop because she daw my dead uncle's family came to eat the food. And so my grandma got scarede and she stooped and up till this year she was so afraid to be by herself. My grandma is a strong lady. When people left Vi Nai to come to america, she would walk through deserted towns to get water and she wasn't scared. But now she was so afraid. A sadnote is that in this world some people do not know what they have until it is gone forever. We all love my uncle's family very much but for him he felt something different. In my uncle's shoe i would felt the same thing too and after all these experience we the young have changed. Sometimes, maybe for just 1day go spend time with your nloved ones because you will never know when they are gpoing to pass away. There is an old saying. Known how to live today, but never know what's gonna happen tommorow. I hope we all will tell their mothers, fathers and family that bwe love them before we nevergot the chance to say good-bye.
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« Reply #1685 on: March 12, 2010, 07:54:08 AM » |
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awwwh...such a sad story! Its true, people (especially families) take each other for granted.
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« Reply #1686 on: March 12, 2010, 07:15:15 PM » |
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im surprise she didnt licked his balls too..LOL..jk jk i kidd only..LOL
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« Reply #1687 on: March 12, 2010, 07:16:08 PM » |
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« Reply #1688 on: March 12, 2010, 07:24:33 PM » |
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Wow... So sorry to hear... So back to the shaman thing... It was your grandpa that came and got your uncle's whole family? A few years back before my uncle passed away he would encountered wierd things like animals. One time he went to the farm and a squirral came and climbed on him and he tried to get it off but it wouldn't let go. After a few minutes the squirral let off and ran off. Then there was an incident with a black cat running inside their house and they chased it out. They would experienced these hmong phenomoms and they did shaman to see what was happening and they found out that our grandpa was coming to get him. My uncle is partially deaf and wears a hearing aid. To understand my uncle, we have to go back into his earlier years as a child. when he was young he would always played in the creek and digged up holes and had fun hunting around for fun. Then one day he went playing in the river and he dug out a hole and something was inside the hole. He was playing with the thing's home and when my uncle came back home he was sick. He then started to go deaf and my grandma asked a shaman to do neeg and they told her he had ruined their home or did something to unpleased the spirits in the area. Then so after the ritual everything went back to normal and my uncle was forbidden to do any of his ADLS. But then one day he went back to his old habits and he became deaf again. All through his life he felt very lonely like noone care about him. He was the youngest and because he was deaf, he felt lonely on the inside. He would tell the aunties that his brothers didn't love him and his mother also. The saddest thing was that in my father's generation they didn't know how to show love. They would always leave him out in some cases because they thought it would be to difficult for him, but in fact he's very good with fixing houses and hand on works. My uncle was married and had two kids but yet he still felt a lone. Through out the years, my uncle was left alone and was never asked to go hunting or fishing with my dad and uncles. I knew deep down inside how lonely his world was even though he had a family, a house, two cars and a boat. Last but not least he had us. Through out my teenage years, my uncle and me, we were bonnie and cylyde. We went fishing together and hunting together because noone had invited him so we would alway hang out together. I remembered one time i wanted to go to july 4 and so he took me upthere with his family and there is nothing i can't say or do to ever thank him enough. He is the greatest uncle and his wife is the greatest aunty ever because they would always take me out so many times. I would always babysite their kids while talking on the phone with some girls, but anyways his kids love me so much they cut their hair to be like mine. His family cherished me so much and i love them so much but there was nothing i can do to save them or help my uncle's lonely heart. The night before he passed away, he told his aunts that noone loves him and he cried. I always knew how he felt and the pressure to be useful in the community. My grandma never really love her youngest son because her herself was also lost in her game of choosing favorites. She was supposedly living with my uncle but she had her stuff there but always lived with my second uncle. She love my ucle like a son but not as much as her second son. My second uncle is a greedy shit uncle who doesn't not love my grandma but uses her for her money and yet my gradma is also a greedy person who is fitted for my greedy uncle. Sadly to say on the night my uncle cried out his tears to my aunties i went overthere to fixed my uncle's email so he can chat on the pc for fun. I played with my little two cousin and we play super mario in the living room. Then we went back into my uncle' pc room and my little cousin climbed up the dressing. I asked him if he would like to sleep over but then my vision was like a dream. It was blurring when i think of it. My little cousin didn't want to sleep over so then i spent time on the pc with my uncle nnot knowing it would be their last. I came home and stay up late knowing everything will be alright. Then 4 in the morning i was waken to be notify that my uncle's house caught on fire. We all cried our tears out. The saddest nthing was that their whole family passed away at such a early age.
There were signs of disaeters waiting to happen and plus their house was quite creepy. Some say that they could heard foot stpes in the attic but not sure if it is true though. After a year or so my grandma then started to cried for them and said things like he care and love them very much, but it was too late. She should had love them when they were alive and not waited for them to died to have tears. She went insane and started asking them to come eat foods that she set off outside of my uncle's home. And so one day a little girl living downstair of them who has the power to see ghosts told my grandma that she should stop because she daw my dead uncle's family came to eat the food. And so my grandma got scarede and she stooped and up till this year she was so afraid to be by herself. My grandma is a strong lady. When people left Vi Nai to come to america, she would walk through deserted towns to get water and she wasn't scared. But now she was so afraid. A sadnote is that in this world some people do not know what they have until it is gone forever. We all love my uncle's family very much but for him he felt something different. In my uncle's shoe i would felt the same thing too and after all these experience we the young have changed. Sometimes, maybe for just 1day go spend time with your nloved ones because you will never know when they are gpoing to pass away. There is an old saying. Known how to live today, but never know what's gonna happen tommorow. I hope we all will tell their mothers, fathers and family that bwe love them before we nevergot the chance to say good-bye.
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A few years back before my uncle passed away he would encountered wierd things like animals. One time he went to the farm and a squirral came and climbed on him and he tried to get it off but it wouldn't let go. After a few minutes the squirral let off and ran off. Then there was an incident with a black cat running inside their house and they chased it out. They would experienced these hmong phenomoms and they did shaman to see what was happening and they found out that our grandpa was coming to get him. My uncle is partially deaf and wears a hearing aid. To understand my uncle, we have to go back into his earlier years as a child. when he was young he would always played in the creek and digged up holes and had fun hunting around for fun. Then one day he went playing in the river and he dug out a hole and something was inside the hole. He was playing with the thing's home and when my uncle came back home he was sick. He then started to go deaf and my grandma asked a shaman to do neeg and they told her he had ruined their home or did something to unpleased the spirits in the area. Then so after the ritual everything went back to normal and my uncle was forbidden to do any of his ADLS. But then one day he went back to his old habits and he became deaf again. All through his life he felt very lonely like noone care about him. He was the youngest and because he was deaf, he felt lonely on the inside. He would tell the aunties that his brothers didn't love him and his mother also. The saddest thing was that in my father's generation they didn't know how to show love. They would always leave him out in some cases because they thought it would be to difficult for him, but in fact he's very good with fixing houses and hand on works. My uncle was married and had two kids but yet he still felt a lone. Through out the years, my uncle was left alone and was never asked to go hunting or fishing with my dad and uncles. I knew deep down inside how lonely his world was even though he had a family, a house, two cars and a boat. Last but not least he had us. Through out my teenage years, my uncle and me, we were bonnie and cylyde. We went fishing together and hunting together because noone had invited him so we would alway hang out together. I remembered one time i wanted to go to july 4 and so he took me upthere with his family and there is nothing i can't say or do to ever thank him enough. He is the greatest uncle and his wife is the greatest aunty ever because they would always take me out so many times. I would always babysite their kids while talking on the phone with some girls, but anyways his kids love me so much they cut their hair to be like mine. His family cherished me so much and i love them so much but there was nothing i can do to save them or help my uncle's lonely heart. The night before he passed away, he told his aunts that noone loves him and he cried. I always knew how he felt and the pressure to be useful in the community. My grandma never really love her youngest son because her herself was also lost in her game of choosing favorites. She was supposedly living with my uncle but she had her stuff there but always lived with my second uncle. She love my ucle like a son but not as much as her second son. My second uncle is a greedy shit uncle who doesn't not love my grandma but uses her for her money and yet my gradma is also a greedy person who is fitted for my greedy uncle. Sadly to say on the night my uncle cried out his tears to my aunties i went overthere to fixed my uncle's email so he can chat on the pc for fun. I played with my little two cousin and we play super mario in the living room. Then we went back into my uncle' pc room and my little cousin climbed up the dressing. I asked him if he would like to sleep over but then my vision was like a dream. It was blurring when i think of it. My little cousin didn't want to sleep over so then i spent time on the pc with my uncle nnot knowing it would be their last. I came home and stay up late knowing everything will be alright. Then 4 in the morning i was waken to be notify that my uncle's house caught on fire. We all cried our tears out. The saddest nthing was that their whole family passed away at such a early age.
There were signs of disaeters waiting to happen and plus their house was quite creepy. Some say that they could heard foot stpes in the attic but not sure if it is true though. After a year or so my grandma then started to cried for them and said things like he care and love them very much, but it was too late. She should had love them when they were alive and not waited for them to died to have tears. She went insane and started asking them to come eat foods that she set off outside of my uncle's home. And so one day a little girl living downstair of them who has the power to see ghosts told my grandma that she should stop because she daw my dead uncle's family came to eat the food. And so my grandma got scarede and she stooped and up till this year she was so afraid to be by herself. My grandma is a strong lady. When people left Vi Nai to come to america, she would walk through deserted towns to get water and she wasn't scared. But now she was so afraid. A sadnote is that in this world some people do not know what they have until it is gone forever. We all love my uncle's family very much but for him he felt something different. In my uncle's shoe i would felt the same thing too and after all these experience we the young have changed. Sometimes, maybe for just 1day go spend time with your nloved ones because you will never know when they are gpoing to pass away. There is an old saying. Known how to live today, but never know what's gonna happen tommorow. I hope we all will tell their mothers, fathers and family that bwe love them before we nevergot the chance to say good-bye.
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« Reply #1690 on: March 13, 2010, 12:49:30 AM » |
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HunnayDew,
it was believe that my uncle's lonely heart cried for so long that my grandpa decided to come take him. We tried everything to stop it but in the end, it was like a dream. It happened so sudden and without a warning, the world is so unfair to mankind. The good people died too young while the bads live too long. Nothing last forever. so to wrap it up, we all must cherish the moment and make good use of it.
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« Reply #1691 on: March 15, 2010, 02:53:17 PM » |
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wi_sweetguy, your story is very sad and touching. anyways, so the other day the hubb,baby and i went to my moms house. my granny opened the door for us, so i hold the door opened for my hubb to come through with the baby, as i was closing the door to lock it my granny said to me in hmong " whoa! who just ran from the front door to the hall way mai!" and i said, " no one granny, i was just closing the door." she then say that she saw someone like me who ran pass her and my hubb into the hallway really fast, so she thought it was me until she looked up and i was still by the door, closing it. so i just reassure her that it was nothing..spook y though.  |
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« Reply #1692 on: March 15, 2010, 02:58:27 PM » |
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so my daughter's crib is right next to the bathroom door, and there's an aluminum balloon we received from my SIL to congrats us on our baby and this balloon floats ontop of the crib next to the bathroom door..the baby was asleep in her crib, so as i was coming out of the bathroom i saw the balloon dipped down, kind of like when someone pulls on the string to make the ballon go down, so i was like "wtf?" my baby is only 2 months, and she was asleep so i know she didnt pull the darn string..i went to go look..and sure enough my baby was asleep on the far side of the crib away from the ballon and it's string..creepy, but i just let that slide.
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« Reply #1693 on: March 15, 2010, 04:20:47 PM » |
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Wi_sweetguy ,
i finally took the time to read your story. very touching..
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« Reply #1694 on: March 18, 2010, 11:12:57 AM » |
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spooky stuff guys.. the whole time i'm readin' these stories, i'm listenin' to the ghostbusters theme.. it helps.. keep them comin'..
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