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PiKA2001, I told your story to my brother, who was in the army, and he told me this one.
He was stationed in Chicago, where he was in charge of the club on base, and that base had many ghost stories; it was pre-Civil War. He and this other guy would have to be down there at 4-5 AM to get things ready for the day and they would have to go to this huge freezer to get the ingredients for salads. One morning they went down there and couldn't get the freezer open. they pulled and pulled and nothing. They stepped back a few feet and suddenly, the freezer door flew open and a huge crate of lettuce came flying straight out and hit my brother in the chest and knocked him over. The other guy ran to see what could've happened and no one was there. There were only a few crates of vegetables on the floor.
For the next couple of years, no one would go to that freezer alone.
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