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So, do you believe in ghosts? Spirits? Demons? Entities.
Well, I've always been a bit of a skeptic I've always tried to find a rational explanation for noises that I heard or things that I saw. I always blamed the wind or my overactive mind Which seems rational, right? "I'M scaring MYSELF". Why would I want to scare myself at 3am & lose sleep over something that I "imagined"? Silly.
I can't deny that I've experienced a lot of unexplainable goings on. Homie, I've got ghost stories for DAYS Things that I witnessed firsthand
I enjoy telling the stories, too

I had mentioned in a previous blog that I was staying at my tia's house & that I couldn't sleep because of what I heard at night. I don't have any pictures that would go with the story tho Taking pics was prolly the last thing on my mind at the time...

That night, I had fallen asleep upstairs in my primito D's room with my son (who we'll call 3) & my guy J. My tia A was upstairs & down the hall in her room with my tio P & their two boys D & L. We were all sound asleep. Back in our room, we couldn't get comfortable on the bottom bunk in that metal frame. I slept 3 closest to the wall then I slept in the middle & J was trying not to fall off the side of the bed closest to the door. J couldn't get any sleep on the edge so he moved down to where our feet were & laid across the bed. I can't really tell how long it was after he moved that we heard the noises. First, the doorknob rattled. Then it sounded like footsteps around the room. I ignored the sounds for the most part. I didn't wanna think that something evil & scary might be in the room that I had 3 sleeping in Then a short while later, we heard the loudest CLANG! Right on the metal frame of the bunk beds. Like an aluminum bat on the metal frame. I jumped & I was wide awake, but the thing that scared me most was J's reaction to the sound. He was in the USMC & he jumped up & got over me & 3 & said, "It's Ok. I'm here. Shh. I got you both." We looked around the room expecting an intruder or something, but saw nothing except darkness. 3 was still sound asleep, thankfully. I felt sick to my stomach J sat up watching over us the rest of the night. I fell asleep. The next morning, we looked around the room to see if we could explain what had happened - maybe a toy had fallen off the top bunk, but we had no answers. We told my tia A what had happened & she didn't believe us. She says she's never heard or seen anything in her house. She's also a big when it comes to scary things like that so maybe she just chooses to ignore it. I dunno.
But how could J & I both hear & react to the same loud noise in our sleep? No one else heard it that night. I get the chills when I think about it

Also, my ma L always tells us ghost stories about where she works. She works nights & says she always sees shadows & hears voices. I can't really say where she works because yeah.

Here's a picture that one of her coworkers snapped during a night shift about 4 days ago.
*This picture HAS NOT been altered or edited in any way. I can't crop it or zoom in because it'll just look even more pixelated.* Scout's honor.

The guy that took the pic said that he'd heard a child laughing for a while.
How long did this thing have to be standing there for him to have time to reach into his pocket, pull out his phone & click this? Omigosh.

Would you like more ghost stories?