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		<title>Hot Dog</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 02:21:04 +0000</pubDate>
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An old lady was asked to look after her neighbors Terrier dog, and being the kind-hearted lady she was, she agreed. When taking the dog for a long walk, it started to rain, hurrying back, the old woman returned home, both her and the Terrier were soaked. 
The poor little animal was shivering, and wanting to dry the dog, she decided to put the animal in the microwave for a short time. When the dog was put inside, the lady&#8217;s phone rang, and upon answering, she was hooked into a conversation with her friend who had been in hospital. When she ended the call, the microwave was still on. As she opened the microwave door, all that was left of the dog was a gory mess.

Lucas Clarke, Essex
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<p>An old lady was asked to look after her neighbors Terrier dog, and being the kind-hearted lady she was, she agreed. When taking the dog for a long walk, it started to rain, hurrying back, the old woman returned home, both her and the Terrier were soaked. </p>
<p>The poor little animal was shivering, and wanting to dry the dog, she decided to put the animal in the microwave for a short time. When the dog was put inside, the lady&#8217;s phone rang, and upon answering, she was hooked into a conversation with her friend who had been in hospital. When she ended the call, the microwave was still on. As she opened the microwave door, all that was left of the dog was a gory mess.</p>
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<p><i>Lucas Clarke, Essex</i></p>
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		<title>Horse Trailer Horror</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 02:16:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A man who was always fond of horse racing owned a few horses himself. One of his horses was quite old, but the man decided to race it one last time. 
The man tried to lead the horse into the mini trailer attached to his truck but the horse wouldn&#8217;t go in. Finally, after he forced the horse in, he began to drive to the track, a few miles from where he boarded the horse. 
The horse was constantly making noise and wouldn&#8217;t be quiet. The man thought it was just he horse being stubborn. The man then noticed that people were honking their car horns at him as they drove by but he ignored the other motorists and kept driving. He knew the horse was upset and wanted to get him out of the trailer as soon as possible. 
When he reached the place the racetrack and opened the ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 15px 10px 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: left; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="wontgo" border="0" alt="wontgo" align="left" src="http://urbanlegendsonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/wontgo.jpg" width="196" height="244" />A man who was always fond of horse racing owned a few horses himself. One of his horses was quite old, but the man decided to race it one last time. </p>
<p>The man tried to lead the horse into the mini trailer attached to his truck but the horse wouldn&#8217;t go in. Finally, after he forced the horse in, he began to drive to the track, a few miles from where he boarded the horse. </p>
<p>The horse was constantly making noise and wouldn&#8217;t be quiet. The man thought it was just he horse being stubborn. The man then noticed that people were honking their car horns at him as they drove by but he ignored the other motorists and kept driving. He knew the horse was upset and wanted to get him out of the trailer as soon as possible. </p>
<p>When he reached the place the racetrack and opened the trailer, he was shocked by what he found. His old horse was dead and the trailer was soaked with blood. The horse’s legs had fallen through the rotted floor and were ground to stubs.</p>
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<p><i>Madeeha Ahmed from Dallas, TX</i></p>
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		<title>Hamster Mishap</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 03:26:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>urbanlegends</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A boy was playing with his hamster in the basement of his house just before the carpet man came to put new carpet down. When he arrived the boy&#8217;s mom told him to go upstairs and let the carpet man work in peace. It was a large basement and after a while the carpet man was exhausted and decided to go out for a smoke. 
He saw a lump under the carpet he just laid down and realized that his cigarette pack was missing. Instead of pulling up the carpet and laying it down again he just hammered the little lump down.
On his way home after a long day, he found his cigarettes in his truck. He was wondering what the little lump in the floor was so he called the lady of the house the next day and ask her if she was missing any small items. She was ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 15px 10px 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: left; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="hamster" border="0" alt="hamster" align="left" src="http://urbanlegendsonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/hamster.jpg" width="244" height="212" />A boy was playing with his hamster in the basement of his house just before the carpet man came to put new carpet down. When he arrived the boy&#8217;s mom told him to go upstairs and let the carpet man work in peace. It was a large basement and after a while the carpet man was exhausted and decided to go out for a smoke. </p>
<p>He saw a lump under the carpet he just laid down and realized that his cigarette pack was missing. Instead of pulling up the carpet and laying it down again he just hammered the little lump down.</p>
<p>On his way home after a long day, he found his cigarettes in his truck. He was wondering what the little lump in the floor was so he called the lady of the house the next day and ask her if she was missing any small items. She was surprised to hear from him and told him that they hadn’t been able to find her son’s hamster since the day before.</p>
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<p><i>Kiwi from Houston, TX</i></p>
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		<title>Deadly Dress</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 19:04:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A new consignment boutique opened in town and a woman went shopping there and bought a dress. She wore it that night to a party. Sometime during the party the woman began to feel sick. She had had a few cocktails, so she thought it was just a reaction to the alcohol. She said her goodbyes and headed home. That night, alone in her apartment she felt worse and worse and by morning she had died in her bathroom, still wearing her party dress. 
In the morgue, during the autopsy, the medical examiner recognized the dress from another body that had been brought in weeks before. He had embalmed that body while she was wearing the dress. Later, he removed the dress from the body and sold it to a man he knew who owned a consignment shop. 
The medical examiner realized that the embalming fluid had soaked into the ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://urbanlegendsonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/deadlydress.jpg" alt="" title="deadlydress" style="width: 250px; float: left; margin: 0 15px 10px 0;" border="0">A new consignment boutique opened in town and a woman went shopping there and bought a dress. She wore it that night to a party. Sometime during the party the woman began to feel sick. She had had a few cocktails, so she thought it was just a reaction to the alcohol. She said her goodbyes and headed home. That night, alone in her apartment she felt worse and worse and by morning she had died in her bathroom, still wearing her party dress. </p>
<p>In the morgue, during the autopsy, the medical examiner recognized the dress from another body that had been brought in weeks before. He had embalmed that body while she was wearing the dress. Later, he removed the dress from the body and sold it to a man he knew who owned a consignment shop. </p>
<p>The medical examiner realized that the embalming fluid had soaked into the dress. When the woman bought the dress and wore it to the party, she exposed herself to the embalming fluid which then absorbed into her and had been the cause of her death. </p>
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Kasper from Fremont OH </p>
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		<title>Resurrection Mary</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 05:34:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>urbanlegends</dc:creator>
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Most researchers agree that the most accurate version of the story concerns a young girl who was killed while hitchhiking down Archer Avenue in the early 1930’s. Apparently, she had spent the evening dancing with a boyfriend at the O Henry Ballroom. At some point, they got into an argument and Mary (as she has come to be called) stormed out of the place. Even though it was a cold winter’s night, she thought, she would rather face a cold walk home than another minute with her boorish lover. 
She left the ballroom and started walking up Archer Avenue. She had not gotten very far when she was struck and killed by a passing automobile. The driver fled the scene and Mary was left there to die. 
Her grieving parents buried her in Resurrection Cemetery, wearing a white dress and her dancing shoes. Since that time, her spirit has been ...]]></description>
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<p>Most researchers agree that the most accurate version of the story concerns a young girl who was killed while hitchhiking down Archer Avenue in the early 1930’s. Apparently, she had spent the evening dancing with a boyfriend at the O Henry Ballroom. At some point, they got into an argument and Mary (as she has come to be called) stormed out of the place. Even though it was a cold winter’s night, she thought, she would rather face a cold walk home than another minute with her boorish lover. </p>
<p>She left the ballroom and started walking up Archer Avenue. She had not gotten very far when she was struck and killed by a passing automobile. The driver fled the scene and Mary was left there to die. </p>
<p>Her grieving parents buried her in Resurrection Cemetery, wearing a white dress and her dancing shoes. Since that time, her spirit has been seen along Archer Avenue, perhaps trying to return to her grave after one last night among the living.<br />
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Chi from Chicago, IL<br />
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The photo credit for the picture at the top of the post: <a href="http://www.glamourandgothics.com/TheGallery.htm" target="_blank">GlamourandGothics.com</a></p>
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		<title>Walmart Fire</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 08:09:51 +0000</pubDate>
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We are not able to tell you which Wal-Mart it is and the real names of the people because of privacy. DO NOT DELETE!!!!! YAHOO IS TRACKING THIS!!!!!!!!!! 
A sister and her brother were inside a new Wal-Mart. The sister at eight years of age and the brother seventeen years of age. The brother was wanting to buy a present for his little sister because her birthday was coming up. As they were about to leave, she had to go to the bathroom. Her brother showed her where the restrooms were and he began looking at earrings he thought she might like for her birthday. 
As he started to buy the earrings, he saw people running from the end of the store screaming and yelling with fear. In the next moment he smelled smoke and saw flames. He ran to his little sister as fast as he could but ...]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"><img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/urbanlegends/v6GDmY67OP8r0xfoQtRZbkWMFu8KzV5EWkB89rnMkPJwmFVdHehzQg0l6f7B/image001.jpg" width="350" height="295"/> </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">We are not able to tell you which Wal-Mart it is and the real names of the people because of privacy. DO NOT DELETE!!!!! YAHOO IS TRACKING THIS!!!!!!!!!! </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">A sister and her brother were inside a new Wal-Mart. The sister at eight years of age and the brother seventeen years of age. The brother was wanting to buy a present for his little sister because her birthday was coming up. As they were about to leave, she had to go to the bathroom. Her brother showed her where the restrooms were and he began looking at earrings he thought she might like for her birthday. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">As he started to buy the earrings, he saw people running from the end of the store screaming and yelling with fear. In the next moment he smelled smoke and saw flames. He ran to his little sister as fast as he could but when he got to the bathrooms the fire was already blazing. He knew he had to leave to make sure help was coming. When the fire trucks arrived it was already too late. They assured the family that there were no survivors. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Two days later the family got a call from the hospital. They told them that they had someone there by the name of Sandy. They asked, &#8216;How did you get this number?&#8217; The hospital replied that the little girl had a purse clutched in her little hand with a card that gave her name and number on it. The family drove to the hospital to see their little angel. While they thanked God for her survival, they noticed her arms were burnt so severely they were both amputated and her face was burned and she needed surgery. The family didn&#8217;t have any health insurance and very little money to cover the bill. This family needs our HELP! </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">NOTE: Every time someone forwards this story, YAHOO will donate $2.00 towards the hospital bill. DO NOT DELETE! YAHOO IS TRACKING THIS! Please forward this as &#8216;Sad Wal-Mart Story&#8217;. God knows who you are. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Karma knows it could happen to you </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">$2.00 off the hospital bill, that is a lot for two seconds of your time&#8217;. God knows who you are </span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Charles </span></i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"></span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Bah, we say it isn&#8217;t true. Not even a little bit. This is probably the worst written fake urban legend email story I have ever heard/received. Yahoo doesn&#8217;t track any of these emails people! And the bit about a little id card tucked away in a purse clutched in her BADLY BURNED HANDS that needed to be amputated? Oh, but the purse and the id card &#8211; totally fine. oh brother. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Someone actually sent this asking if it was true. ***shaking head*** um &#8211; I&#8217;m gonna say, not on your life. </span></p>
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		<title>The Graveyard Wager</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 04:52:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>urbanlegends</dc:creator>
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A group of young girls were having a slumber party one night and began to exchange ghost stories. One girl claimed that she heard that an old man who had died earlier that week had been buried alive in the graveyard down the street. She claimed that if you tried, you could hear him still scratching at the lid of his coffin. The other girls called her bluff and told her that she wouldn&#8217;t do it. They said she was too afraid to go down there to the grave that very night. They continued to challenge her and eventually she gave into the peer pressure and accepted the dare. Since she was going to go alone, she needed to prove to the others that she actually followed through with the task. She was supposed to take a stake with her and drive it into the ground so the next ...]]></description>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">A group of young girls were having a slumber party one night and began to exchange ghost stories. One girl claimed that she heard that an old man who had died earlier that week had been buried alive in the graveyard down the street. She claimed that if you tried, you could hear him still scratching at the lid of his coffin. The other girls called her bluff and told her that she wouldn&#8217;t do it. They said she was too afraid to go down there to the grave that very night. They continued to challenge her and eventually she gave into the peer pressure and accepted the dare. Since she was going to go alone, she needed to prove to the others that she actually followed through with the task. She was supposed to take a stake with her and drive it into the ground so the next day the girls would know that she had been to the grave. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">She headed off to the gravesite, stake in hand, and never returned. The other girls assumed she had &quot;chickened out&quot; and had just gone home ashamed. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">The next morning as they passed the graveyard they saw her there at the old man&#8217;s grave. She had accidentally staked her nightshirt to the ground and when she tried to run from the grave and couldn&#8217;t, she died of fright. </span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Naomi from NY </span></i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"></span></p>
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		<title>Fatal Tan</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 06:57:59 +0000</pubDate>
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It was the day before a couple&#8217;s wedding. The bride to be wanted to look beautiful in her white wedding dress so she went to a local salon to get a &#8220;healthy looking&#8221; tan. &#160;Afterward, she felt like she was still pretty pale so she lathered herself up with deep tanning lotion and visited every tanning salon in her town. 
The next day, right after the couple said &#34;I do&#34;, the bride fell over dead. The autopsy reported that her organs had been cooked ten times. 
 
Paula Coyle from Greenville, SC Shelby Duerr from Clarksville, IN 
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<p>It was the day before a couple&#8217;s wedding. The bride to be wanted to look beautiful in her white wedding dress so she went to a local salon to get a &#8220;healthy looking&#8221; tan. &nbsp;Afterward, she felt like she was still pretty pale so she lathered herself up with deep tanning lotion and visited every tanning salon in her town. </p>
<p>The next day, right after the couple said &quot;I do&quot;, the bride fell over dead. The autopsy reported that her organs had been cooked ten times. </p>
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<i>Paula Coyle from Greenville, SC<br /> Shelby Duerr from Clarksville, IN </i></p>
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		<title>Broiled Diver</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 04:30:26 +0000</pubDate>
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Fire Authorities in California found a corpse in a burnt out section of forest whilst assessing the damage done by a forest fire. The body was dressed in a full wetsuit, complete with a dive tank, flippers and face mask. 

A post-mortem examination revealed that the diver did not die from burns, but from massive internal injuries. Investigators then set about determining how a fully clad diver ended up in the middle of a forest fire. They found that, on the day of the fire, the person went for a diving trip off the coast &#8211; some 20 MILES away from the forest. 

The firefighters, seeking to control the fire as quickly as possible, called in a fleet of helicopters with very large buckets. The buckets were dropped into the ocean for rapid filling, then flown to the forest fire and emptied. The diver was scooped out of the ...]]></description>
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<p>Fire Authorities in California found a corpse in a burnt out section of forest whilst assessing the damage done by a forest fire. The body was dressed in a full wetsuit, complete with a dive tank, flippers and face mask. </p>
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<p>A post-mortem examination revealed that the diver did not die from burns, but from massive internal injuries. Investigators then set about determining how a fully clad diver ended up in the middle of a forest fire. They found that, on the day of the fire, the person went for a diving trip off the coast &#8211; some 20 MILES away from the forest. </p>
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<p>The firefighters, seeking to control the fire as quickly as possible, called in a fleet of helicopters with very large buckets. The buckets were dropped into the ocean for rapid filling, then flown to the forest fire and emptied. The diver was scooped out of the ocean, into the bucket and dropped over the fire. </p>
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<p>Apparently, he extinguished exactly 1.78m (5&#8217;10&quot;) of the fire. </p>
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		<title>School Bus Railroad Tracks</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 18:28:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One day, on their regular route home from school, a school bus full of children was crossing over the railroad tracks on their way to the next stop when something went wrong and the bus stalled straddling the tracks.  As the driver struggled to restart the bus, the train alarm signal started to sound and the children saw a speeding locomotive coming quickly toward them. By the time the driver opened the doors and evacuate the children, the train had arrived, and the children’s screams were drowned out by the screaming whistle and brakes of the deadly train. None of the children on the schoolbus survived that horrible accident. 
A few years later, a man was driving down the same road and stalled on the tracks, in much the same way as the bus full of children. Again, the driver struggled as the alarm started to sound, the lights ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://urbanlegendsonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/schoolbus.jpg"><img src="http://urbanlegendsonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/schoolbus.jpg" alt="School Bus Railroad Track Legend" title="schoolbus" style="width: 300px; float: left; margin: 0 15px 10px 0;" border="0" /></a>One day, on their regular route home from school, a school bus full of children was crossing over the railroad tracks on their way to the next stop when something went wrong and the bus stalled straddling the tracks.  As the driver struggled to restart the bus, the train alarm signal started to sound and the children saw a speeding locomotive coming quickly toward them. By the time the driver opened the doors and evacuate the children, the train had arrived, and the children’s screams were drowned out by the screaming whistle and brakes of the deadly train. None of the children on the schoolbus survived that horrible accident. </p>
<p>A few years later, a man was driving down the same road and stalled on the tracks, in much the same way as the bus full of children. Again, the driver struggled as the alarm started to sound, the lights began to blink and the guard bars lowered in front and behind the man’s passive car. Just before impact, the driver could feel the train bearing down on him. He ceased to struggle and squeezed his eyes shut, anticipating the explosive collision. Suddenly it was as if time stood still and everything became quiet. He felt his car somehow move and it was as if he was being pushed to safety, guided off the tracks by an unknown force.  When he and his car were out of danger from the oncoming train, suddenly sound and time came back to life and the locomotive barreled past him, just inches from the bumper of his vehicle.</p>
<p>To this day if you put your car in neutral on those tracks and sprinkle some baby powder on the back bumper of your car the children from the bus accident will push your car to safety off of the railroad tracks where they met their untimely fate. You will see small hand prints in the powder of the ghosts of the poor children who died that day.</p>
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<li>2 more users submitted the same story telling us the tracks are in San Antonio, TX.</li>
<li>There is a park in San Antonio (Espada Park) where you can experience this. You don’t park your car on the tracks, but a few feet from the tracks. You must have your car turned off, but in Neutral. Also, behind Espada Park is a subdivision. All the streets in that subdivision have the names of all the children who were killed in that accident. It is said that if a child is in the car, your car will be pushed a lot faster.</li>
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Jeff Ardsley from PA<br />
Stephanie from Houston, TX</p>
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