Pool Table

From: James Rahman (Bollyheads@aol)
Story type: Ghost
Location: My house Princeton, NJ
Source: Form Submission

It was last month when I was down in the basement of my new house in Princeton, New Jersey. I heard strange noises like pool balls being hit around a table in the game room. I knew no one was back there cause I was only at home with my dad. My dad was upstairs and I was alone in the basement. I opened the door to the game room and there was a old man hitting the balls with his pool stick. I was scared at first then after a while I walked up to him. He didn't even look up. He then told me in a raspy voice to go away and leave him to his peace. I started to leave when he looked up. He shook his head sort of like ghosts in movies now do. It was like the demons in Jacobs Ladder. I ran and told my dad. When my dad went down nothing was there and he called me crazy. The next day I went back there and saw drops of blood on the felt on the table. I investigated and found out that a family used to live there who all died. The last survivor was a man name John Denroe. He eventually died alone. He had Tuberculosis and caughed up blood on the table the last few minute of his life and died of lung failure. Everyday I hear the pool table but I never go back there alone.