This is the basis for one of the most popular ghost stories, somebody goes to the graveyard, sticks a knife in the ground to prove they were there, unknowingly pins their coat to the ground, feels themselves being pulled into the graves and die of fright. But did you ever do it?


I don't know how common this idea is or if it even happens anymore, it would seem though at one time or another such dares were thrown around among the 'yutes'. If anybody would've ever suggested it to me as a kid I would never have done it because first of all it's impossible to sneak out of our house without waking someone up, another is it's about a mile or more away and it would be hard as hell if you were caught to justify being out that far at night.

Anybody else got a little more insight on this kind of stuff or is it more of an old wives' tale or something?

I don't know. But for the dark, I wouldn't be afraid of a cemetery. My friend Jackie lived by one, and we used to go there to place flowers on graves that were not kept up.

In high school, when her brother had a big party, I had no qualms waiting it out for two hours in that cemetery till the cops left the house.

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I don't know. But for the dark, I wouldn't be afraid of a cemetery. My friend Jackie lived by one, and we used to go there to place flowers on graves that were not kept up.

In high school, when her brother had a big party, I had no qualms waiting it out for two hours in that cemetery till the cops left the house.

Aw, that was so nice of you guys!

LOL, we didn't hide out in the graveyard. That's where the party was.

My cousin and I when we were kids we used to hang out in the cemetery during church service and then tell our parents we did go to church. We thought we were cool. She used to buy cigarettes and we would smoke them and look at all the graves to pick out families we knew. We eventually got snagged when her mother asked for the church bulletin and we didn't have it.

My friends and I went to the cemetery many times in the late evenings, like Alan said it was a party in the cemetery. We never damaged or destroyed any grave stones it was just a bunch of kids having fun.

No, not as a kid....

No. But I used to live next to one. Never bothered me.