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pass
through walls
Route t —
of of
house 1878 offices 1978
Ghosts continue to follow the
routes they used when alive, even
if the house has been rebuilt since
that time. This i' s why they seem. to
clima up stairs that no longer exist
or are able to glide through walls.
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> hey anon, wanna give your opinion?
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User avatar #1 - rikter
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"You chose to **** with the place. I ain't changing my routine for your stupid floorplan."
User avatar #51 - ratcheter
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Anyone else wondering why the person in 1878 didn't just use the door closer to the staircase?
#103 to #51 - hosl
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Only a hedon would waste precious moments he could use to commune with our lord and savior.
User avatar #111 to #51 - bronybox
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Maybe he was coming out of an office to meet
with a customer in he lobby before heading upstairs.
User avatar #248 to #51 - envinite
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It's not a door

It's a wall. A wall that causes construction workers goes *******
User avatar #56 to #51 - sirslowass
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This guy knows what's up
User avatar #72 to #51 - rikter
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He needed to grab something in the other room.
User avatar #76 to #51 - foelkera
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a ghost from 1778 was standing in his way
User avatar #175 to #76 - deathstare
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I was about to say the same thing just then. I thought I was original and funny, turns out I'm not the only original.
User avatar #135 - seperate
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What if we are ghosts right now and we just don't know it yet and other people are watching us just sitting in some random part of their house.
User avatar #137 to #135 - dharkmoswen
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WHY MUST YOU DO THIS **** TO ME!?
#139 to #135 - kimmylane
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So the entire plot to "Others"?
So the entire plot to "Others"?
User avatar #168 to #135 - Mozzak
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"The Others" is the movie you're looking for
User avatar #210 to #168 - anonymoose
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And the first bit of Beetlejuice.
User avatar #140 to #135 - Mahazama
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Stop it.
#173 - ticklemynipple
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How can ghosts be real if our lives aren't real?
How can ghosts be real if our lives aren't real?
User avatar #174 to #173 - acemcgunner [OP]
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pure gold
#164 - lolerlaura
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Story time! If you don't believe in ghosts enjoy this hilarious gif and please move on.    
   
When I was 13 my parents had recently divorced. My sister went to live with my dad and my mom picked up a second job to cover the expenses. This left me home alone a lot.  Due to renovations when I was a little kid my room was at the end of a pointless hallway that had no other doors except for the one to my room. The only light in this hall was right above my door frame. One night while I was alone I was preparing to go to bed. I was a bit of a puss when it came to the dark so I always made sure to have the hall light on before I turned the rest of the house lights off and went to bed. After turning the lights off I made my way down the hall. When I was at my doorway (right under the light)  I noticed something sinister. My shadow was in front of me. All the other lights in my house were off and my shadow was on the wall in front of me.  I ran into my room and dove under the covers and held them over my head.  Several hours later I was awoken by the sound of voices. I looked up to see a dark humanoid shape in the frame of my doorway hovering several feet above the ground with it's head just shy of the doorframe.  It had glowing yellow eyes and seemed to be the source of the voices. I dove under the covers again until the voices receded and I could go back to sleep.   
   
I have more stories if anyone wants to hear them.
Story time! If you don't believe in ghosts enjoy this hilarious gif and please move on.

When I was 13 my parents had recently divorced. My sister went to live with my dad and my mom picked up a second job to cover the expenses. This left me home alone a lot. Due to renovations when I was a little kid my room was at the end of a pointless hallway that had no other doors except for the one to my room. The only light in this hall was right above my door frame. One night while I was alone I was preparing to go to bed. I was a bit of a puss when it came to the dark so I always made sure to have the hall light on before I turned the rest of the house lights off and went to bed. After turning the lights off I made my way down the hall. When I was at my doorway (right under the light) I noticed something sinister. My shadow was in front of me. All the other lights in my house were off and my shadow was on the wall in front of me. I ran into my room and dove under the covers and held them over my head. Several hours later I was awoken by the sound of voices. I looked up to see a dark humanoid shape in the frame of my doorway hovering several feet above the ground with it's head just shy of the doorframe. It had glowing yellow eyes and seemed to be the source of the voices. I dove under the covers again until the voices receded and I could go back to sleep.

I have more stories if anyone wants to hear them.

User avatar #188 to #164 - thirdjess
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That's definitely Hatman. Google away.
User avatar #216 to #188 - lolerlaura
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The hatman? Intriguing.
User avatar #218 to #216 - thirdjess
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Basically Slenderman esque but he's made up of shadow. He kind of lurks in the corners and when you look his way, he disappears. But the more you see him, the more you think about him, the more aggressive and angrier he gets. He's called Hatman cause people have reported seeing shadowy figures with a widebrim hat.
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You brought this upon yourself
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User avatar #233 to #232 - mangostormlegend
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Hatman's vengeance in a few hours
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#228 to #223 - thirdjess
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Ssshh
Ssshh
User avatar #273 to #164 - arnolddusk
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nice stories but theyre not true.
User avatar #278 to #273 - lolerlaura
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I'm not here to prove myself to someone on the web who is never gonna believe me anyway. You can believe whatever you want.
User avatar #279 to #278 - arnolddusk
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well theres no way any of it is true. you just happen to have all except one of these experiences in the same ******* week? lol nah. secondly, they sound extremely fake. "omg le man haunted my le dreams XDDDD" thanks for thumbing me down rage fagg
#284 to #279 - lolerlaura
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Please stop ***********. Did you not read the "if you don't believe, 'laugh at my gif and move on', disclaimer? I'm not here to argue with some asshole all night.

You don't believe me. That's cool. Move on.
User avatar #286 to #284 - arnolddusk
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well I would if you and your hick buttbuddy would stop thumbing me down because I said they weren't true so how about you grow the **** up dumbass
#287 to #286 - lolerlaura
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If you had actually read anything I wrote you would notice that they did not happen all in the same week. A lot happened in the same year (the same year I turned 13 curiously enough).

But if this is so infuriating and stupid why are you still here?
User avatar #288 to #287 - arnolddusk
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because youre a dumbass prepubescent 10 year old who has retarded dreams and has a father who is also his uncle who ********* on funnyjunk and ruins it for the rest of us you no name tiny white dick bucktooth yellow toenail hick boy
#369 to #288 - anon id: 4b5223d3
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>Calling someone you will never meet or know IRL a child
User avatar #166 to #164 - Mozzak
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Thanks for all the sleep I'm going to have tonight.
User avatar #179 to #166 - lolerlaura
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Sorry about that. I lose sleep thinking about it too.
#199 to #179 - lawyerdude
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Are you gonna post more stories, I honestly would read it all .   
   
Take this gif for the effort.
Are you gonna post more stories, I honestly would read it all .

Take this gif for the effort.
#215 to #199 - lolerlaura
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Believe it or not these are not stories. These are experiences. I know what I saw and some of the memories haunt me to this day. It's up to you to decide if you believe me or not.   
   
Cute hedgehogs help to take away some of the scariness though.
Believe it or not these are not stories. These are experiences. I know what I saw and some of the memories haunt me to this day. It's up to you to decide if you believe me or not.

Cute hedgehogs help to take away some of the scariness though.
#225 to #215 - lawyerdude
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Oh, ok, I believe you, I've had scary experiences too.
Post them all and I will read them.
User avatar #227 to #215 - mangostormlegend
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Kudos to you for not becoming a psychopath. Well done.
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User avatar #237 to #229 - lolerlaura
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Because I am a lady first of all.
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User avatar #167 to #164 - lecorbi
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holy ****

yes, I want to
User avatar #180 to #167 - lolerlaura
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then do.
#317 to #164 - biggunspancho
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Not trying to steal your thunder or anything, but I have a story somewhat like yours if you wanna hear it, and thanks for sharing your stories and stuff. Honestly as someone that has had this **** happen to him and still has **** happen to him I find it hard telling people anything about the stuff that happens to me, so I give you props for that.
Not trying to steal your thunder or anything, but I have a story somewhat like yours if you wanna hear it, and thanks for sharing your stories and stuff. Honestly as someone that has had this **** happen to him and still has **** happen to him I find it hard telling people anything about the stuff that happens to me, so I give you props for that.
User avatar #321 to #317 - lolerlaura
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I would love to hear it and you wouldn't be stealing any thunder! This is a ghost post so I thought I would share.

I agree that it takes courage to talk about this sort of thing but this is just a profile on a comedy site. IDGAF if people think I'm crazy here. Now in real life you would have to be really close to me and have told me that you believe in ghosts for me to tell these stories.
User avatar #370 to #321 - biggunspancho
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Hahaha, yeah I completely understand where you're coming from, I really don't tell anyone this stuff, but like you said this is an online profile and whether you believe me or not is up to you, but anyway hear goes my story:

So to start things off I live in a really old house, like early 20th century old, and it's had many owners. When my parents bought the house in the late 80s, They decided to turn the basement into a sort of lounge area, while it originally was solely for the furnace. When the workers moved the furnace and we had the carpet put in, they ran into a problem. There were multiple man sized lumps in the cement. The carpet guys ignored it and put the carpet on anyways and just told my parents who didn't think twice. Later on though it turns out some italian mob boss owned the place, which leaves to a lot of speculation. Then fast forward some odd years to 1995, when magic happened, I came as a godly gift to the Earth, and so begins the real story.

We start the scary **** in 2005, when I was 10 (yes, I AM pretty awesome at math). This is when my parents started leaving me alone in the house more often and let me take care of it at night without a babysitter when they went out. I started noticing things while I was alone, shifts and movements in the air, sometimes it felt as if I was being followed, and a hand was inches away from the back of my neck. This went on for a while, and slowly started to increase in intensity. I started hearing whispers in my ear at random moments, sometimes a man, sometimes a little girl, especially when I was laying in bed at night. These sort of things happened for 3 years, and my fright never dropped when I was alone, it always felt as if someone or something was watching me.

I'm reaching the limit so I'll have to continue on another comment, trust me, you think this is bad or scary, which I doubt anyone does, you haven't heard anything.

User avatar #372 to #370 - biggunspancho
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So like I said, this stuff happened every day for 3 years. I tried telling my parents but my mom would just laugh it off and joke about me being crazy, my dad though, he would always just stare at me for a good long while, and tell me it was nothing, and leave the room. So things were going as per the usual, wake up, school, get home, alone again, expect same scary things, but not this time. I was in the basement, watching tv, my two dogs just laying around, when I noticed some movement in the back laundry room, a small room connected to the main basement. I looked in and there wasn't this small shift in the air, there was a ******* huge shadow in front of a small doorframe to an even small room off of the laundry room, our storage room, just staring at me. I just knew it was looking at me, I could feel it, it was felt like pure hatred and wrath, and it started moving forward, slowly. Both my dogs immediately perk up, and the male one, Bear, brave little guy he was, started barking at it. Every inch it moved forward Bear got louder and moved forward, I couldn't move at all, not like some sort of sleep paralysis, like I was being held in place by some unseen person. This thing was even bigger then I thought, and it got to the point where Bear was looking directly up at it, still being a brave little ****** and barking his ass off. The shadow started reaching my dog and thats when I felt something inside me, I knew what it was going to do to him, I was getting angry, I loved that dog. Next thing I knew I was on my feet screaming at it, telling it to go away, I grabbed a cross on a nearby shelf and held it up, I saw priests do that in movies so I tried it. The thing stopped reaching a stood up to its full height, at least 7 feet, clearly trying to frighten me. But I tried to stand my ground and still held up the cross, I didn't know what else to do. The shadow looked at me for a while, and it sounded as if it almost chuckled at me, and then it just disappeared.
User avatar #373 to #372 - biggunspancho
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As it turns out, that may have done more harm then good. Later that night, while i was lying in bed, the whispers were even worse, a constant stream of voices. I was scared ********, too scared to even get up out from under the covers, but the vices kept coming. I couldn't even make out what they said, until they just stopped, and I only heard one last one, it was a man's voice that said "Please run". Then just silence, all i could hear was the fan blowing, and slowly I drifted off to sleep, which was the worst thing I could have done.

I awoke out from under the covers, still late at night, and once again I was paralyzed. I felt a pressure on my body and something was squeezing my throat. I tried to break it but I felt something smack my head and the choking continued. I know there aren't a lot of religious people here, but I started ******* praying, it was all I could do and could feel myself slowly slipping, darkness rimming my eyes. I prayed and prayed, and just kept trying to will my way out of paralysis, and finally I did. But this wasn't like waking up from a dream, where you open your eyes and realize everything was ok, as soon as I could move I sat up and screamed bloody murder. My dad came rushing in the door and later told me I was crying so hard and was so hysterical I was drooling and it took both him and my mom to hold me down, a 13 year old boy who had stunted growth. I tried telling them about it but once again my mom just told me it was a dream. But my dad, he just stared, a look in his eye I had never seen before, pure fear.

My parents went back to bed and let me sleep with them, but not before my dad grabbed my shoulders and said "Pray son, just pray every night and God will protect you". I wasn't sure why my dad was telling me this, but I listened to him.
User avatar #374 to #373 - biggunspancho
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At first, the praying seemed to help, I finally started getting a good nights sleep, no whispers or noises or anything. But my relief was short lived, because 2 weeks later the paralysis kicked in again, and I could feel the evil thing there over me. The paralysis was much weaker though, and normally I could just will my way out. I **** you not, this battle of will went on for 4 more years, it would happen every 2 to 3 weeks, sometimes 4, and I would always barely manage to break free.

One night though, early senior year of high school, my girlfriend had just broken up with me for her 21 year old druggy dropout ex. I went to bed broken and completely unprepared, and I was surprised when I woke up unable to move after this had happened only 2 nights before. At first I thought it was going to try and strangle me like it did those years before, but this time it decide to do something else, it started to scratch me. I don't mean like a small marks, I mean deep scratches on my chest and smacks on my head. Throughout the pain I tried to pray, but i couldn't, I couldn't scream, move, anything, all I could feel was the scratching and tears run down my face. All of a sudden it stopped, and my vision went bright red, and I broke free of the paralysis in a rage, and I could see the same huge shadow from the basement those years ago retreat into the corner, it was cowering though, in fear. I heard a whisper, the voice was gravely and deep, but most of all, it sounded hungry. It said " Do you want it to stop?", I was bleeding, tired and broken again, I didn't know what else to do and I was tired of never feeling safe at night, so i said yes. Next thing i heard was the most bone chilling, blood curdling chuckle in my life, it was inhuman. It then said "Patience". I immediately woke up drenched in sweat, and had a huge headache. I was so confused, these had never been dreams before, so why now? I lifted up my shirt, and I saw scratch marks all over my body.
User avatar #375 to #374 - biggunspancho
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I still remember to this day that sinking gut feeling, I knew it was too good to be true, I thought my torment would never end. I went through the next few weeks sad and depressed, mostly because of the break up. The strange thing was though, the paralysis stopped, I was actually sleeping well every night, not just some nights. I had no idea why, but maybe I scared it away, I got so angry I just scared it or something. Oh god how I was wrong, I let something far worse into my life.

About a month after that night, I woke up seeing bright red again, and once again, I heard that blood curdling chuckle. But i noticed something, I was floating, above my own body, I looked down at myself and freaked out, I thought I was dead. then I heard that voice again, it said "Look" and I turned all of a sudden and saw, in the corner, my old tormentor. But this time it looked more solid, a huge deformed man, it was once again cowering in the corner and I could literally see the fear in its eyes, but it wasn't looking at me, it was looking above me. When I tried to look up, I became paralyzed again, and the voice said "You're mine now" and boom, i woke up drenched in sweat again, but it was in the morning.

2 more months went by without anything happening, and I started doing research, about the supernatural and what sort of things cause the stuff that has been happening to me happen, which eventually led me to something I wouldn't dare read about, demons. I was too scared to even begin to wonder what I would do if I had a demon on my hands, I was leaving for college soon and the last thing I wanted was to get on the news for dying in some tragic exorcism gone wrong. But I trudged on anyway, reading about what types of demons there are, and what they do, which got me utterly confused, most common demons don't speak to their victims, they just terrorize them. So i started looking for what kinds of evil things do that sort of thing, and I couldn't figure it out.
User avatar #376 to #375 - biggunspancho
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At this point I hadn't had an "attack" in months, sumer was almost over and i was gearing up for college, but I never forgot about what used to happen, I probably never will. The second to last night though, it happened one more time, and I had planned much earlier that if it ever happened again, I was going to try and end it once and for good. So it happened, and I was floating above my bed again, my vision red, but things felt different, way different. This time there was an almost overwhelming sense of pure evil, worse then my old tormentor, unbelievably worse, for the first time in a long long time I had thought I was going to die, right there, that whatever this new monster was, was going to obliterate me, torture me, whatever, until I died.

I tried to speak strongly, but all I could say was "Go away", and I heard that laugh again, that mocking horrendous laugh, which got me angrier so I said even stronger "Go away, you don't control me". It just continued to laugh, at this point I was filled with rage, so I screamed "I have God on my side, leave me alone and go away, don't come back!". The laughing stopped, and my body uncontrollably spun facing upward and there I saw it, a black hole of nothingness with an even blacker figure, that wasn't grotesque or ugly, but beautiful and terrifying at the same time (I know that sounds really stupid but I'm serious). It smirked at me and said "You can't beat me, you're mine now, and we will take this world together.".

Next thing I know my ears are ringing, I hear a woman's scream coming from everywhere, all the while staring at that beautifully terrifying face smirking at me, then i hear an explosion and I woke up in the morning again, my entire bed soaked in sweat and blood from my hands, that I had apparently been squeezing so tight my nails had dug into my palms. Ever since then nothing has ever happened to me, even when I am home. I'll never forget that last night though, for the rest of my life.
User avatar #377 to #376 - biggunspancho
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That's it, finally done, and got that off my chest, I've only told one other person and that's my dad. After I told my dad this stuff, he gave me his golden cross, and told me a story my grandma told him once, about what could be causing this. I've already talked a **** ton so I'm not going to go right into that, if anyone is still even paying attention and wants more about it just ask. And also if anyone has any idea about what this is and what's going on please ******* tell me.

To those who diligently read, thank you for listening, and I hope you don't just think it's all bull ****, but if you do I understand, goodnight.
User avatar #394 to #377 - lolerlaura
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Holy ******* **** that must have been terrifying! It definitely sounds like you had a demon on your hands. The next time you go home take some dried sage bundles and burn the tips. Waft the smoke in every inch and corner of the house to drive out negative energy.
User avatar #403 to #394 - biggunspancho
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It really was, and still is, normally I'm not really afraid of any supernatural stuff. Those years when I would wake up paralyzed really kind of conditioned me against that sort of thing, but whatever it was really freaked me out, it felt powerful. I keep wondering if it is a demon or not, but demons normally just force themselves on their victims, at least regular demons do, and I should try that next time I'm home. I just wonder why I'm the only one that sees these sorts of things, and why it's after me.
#405 to #403 - lolerlaura
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Younger people are an easier target is why. We aren't concrete in our beliefs about the world, spirituality and all that jazz. If someone believes in the supernatural it is easier to make them fear it which gives evil power.
It seems as if your mom is so deep in denial/refusal to believe in that sort of thing that she is either completely writing off anything she sees as her imagination or the thing doesn't even bother to show itself to her. I told my mom about what was happening to me and she brushed me off as well. She had said that nothing had happened to her so I must be making it up.
User avatar #407 to #405 - biggunspancho
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Yeah I totally get what you're saying. It's nice to have other people that believe you, kinda gets a weight off of your shoulders, ya know?
#388 to #377 - upward
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Pretty good read.
User avatar #318 to #164 - shinycharizard
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Commenting here to read this thread tomorrow when it's not dark where I am.
User avatar #319 to #318 - lolerlaura
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That may be a good choice.

Just talking about this has gotten me into a spooky mood and now not only am I spooked from memories but I am reading other people's ghost stories. I think I like not sleeping or something.
#170 to #164 - cancerlobster
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More stories, please.

As payment, have one of my favorite Polandball pictures.
#178 to #170 - lolerlaura
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All right non-believers: here is another hilarious gif to appease the anger of doubt.   
   
 After the night where I saw the phantom in the doorway I started to notice a small red orb zipping around my room. It looked almost like a lazer pointer dot but but was not restricted to the walls of my room. If I watched the orb for long enough it would zip into my TV and I would get a sick feeling in my guts.  Shortly after that my tv would start to flash a green light in the very center of it. The light would get larger and larger with every flash and to my horror I noticed it was a mask twisted with evil rage.  I stopped sleeping in my room because I couldn't sleep knowing I would see that face at night.   
   
I only used my bedroom for storage and I would only stay in there for a few minutes at a time because I could almost feel someone staring at me with hate every time I walked into the room. The air was almost suffocating.   
    
That same year I hosted an end of the school year party for my friends(my mom was at work again so it was just us). I banned everyone from going into my room because of the negative presence. Towards the night one girl kept on insisting that she wanted to go into my room and I put myself at the front of the pointless hallway to stop her. She eventually gave up and went back to socializing. I turned around and looked down the hallway and to this day I wish I hadn't. What looked like dark and inky black smoke was flowing out from under my closed door. Tendrils of it oozed down the hallway towards me and I turned tail and ran.   
   
Later that evening all of us went into my backyard to jump on my trampoline. My bedroom window faced the backyard and the light was on even though no one had been in there all day. A completely black humanoid shape was in the window angled to look at us. Everyone I had invited to the party was outside and several of the girls noticed it.
All right non-believers: here is another hilarious gif to appease the anger of doubt.

After the night where I saw the phantom in the doorway I started to notice a small red orb zipping around my room. It looked almost like a lazer pointer dot but but was not restricted to the walls of my room. If I watched the orb for long enough it would zip into my TV and I would get a sick feeling in my guts. Shortly after that my tv would start to flash a green light in the very center of it. The light would get larger and larger with every flash and to my horror I noticed it was a mask twisted with evil rage. I stopped sleeping in my room because I couldn't sleep knowing I would see that face at night.

I only used my bedroom for storage and I would only stay in there for a few minutes at a time because I could almost feel someone staring at me with hate every time I walked into the room. The air was almost suffocating.

That same year I hosted an end of the school year party for my friends(my mom was at work again so it was just us). I banned everyone from going into my room because of the negative presence. Towards the night one girl kept on insisting that she wanted to go into my room and I put myself at the front of the pointless hallway to stop her. She eventually gave up and went back to socializing. I turned around and looked down the hallway and to this day I wish I hadn't. What looked like dark and inky black smoke was flowing out from under my closed door. Tendrils of it oozed down the hallway towards me and I turned tail and ran.

Later that evening all of us went into my backyard to jump on my trampoline. My bedroom window faced the backyard and the light was on even though no one had been in there all day. A completely black humanoid shape was in the window angled to look at us. Everyone I had invited to the party was outside and several of the girls noticed it.
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My interest in this is because I have experienced this kind of things for some years in my life, but nothing as intense as your stories.

For several times, I had shadowy people appear at my peripheral vision, disappearing as soon as I turned to look at them. Different from time to time. A tall, black haired man with a dark-green long-sleeved shirt
sometimes a blonde little girl in pink. Sometimes an old man and even a fat figure I could never tell if was a woman or a man

the elder figure aways seemed to look at me in a posture of nice compassion, almost if I was his grandson. The fuy in green appeared sideways, staring down, and the girl, usually looking at me at the tip of her feet, seeming aways to be very curious.
but these were just less than a sec glares, maybe meant nothing at all.

stopped having these things two or three years from now
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I haven't really experienced anything weird after comment #212.

I think it's because I put up a mental block and try to keep my nose clean of the supernatural. I used to be really into Ouija and Tarot and now I only use the latter.
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Ouija and Tarot have both been shown too ********, sorry Laura. Tarot cards are actually a more recent invention than regular playing cards and were originally used in that way as well. I don't mean to say that you are a liar though, I am a very skeptical person but have had some ******* weird **** happen to me in the past as well. Love ya.
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Moar.
Moar.
#212 to #198 - lolerlaura
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Since it is Tim Curry offering the balloon hell ******* yes I want it.

This story takes place 3 years after the previous events.

My house is about 2 blocks away from my old high school. Because of this my friends would come over and walk with me all the time after school. Towards the end of the school year my best friend and I were walking to my house. About a half block away from my house she froze and was staring at something. I followed her gaze to a street corner where a proper gentleman stood. He wore a black top hat, black tux, black shoes, black cane and black cape. When he noticed our gaze he tipped his hat, bowed, and disappeared. She and I looked at each other with shocked faces from the shared event.

For the next 3 nights that black clad gentleman appeared in my dreams. He told me that, for a price, he could ferry me to the land of the dead. Each time I declined and told him I wanted to live. He was never forceful about his offer. About a week after seeing the man my best friend hung herself. I can't help but think that I had seen Charon and I believe he must have haunted her dreams with his offer as well. For her the offer must have been too tempting.
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You know, If I was in your situation, when the man in black visits me in the dream and offers what he offers, I would ask for details. What did he mean by "Ferrying to the land of the dead"? Did he mean death or showing how it was there? Who knows? It could have evolved into some real life super-natural thriller story.
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I understand why you would feel curious about it but in the dreams he made it perfectly clear what his intent was. To ferry my soul. And even though his demeanor was pleasant every time he asked me it scared the **** out of me. I would wake up in a cold sweat every time I said no.
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Man. I've only ever had one experience with something supernatural but it's such a stupid and ridiculous experience that's it not even worth sharing. Scared the **** out of me though, not because of the actual thing but just because of how real it felt. It involved a TV, it wouldn't go away until I actually conjured up the courage to find my remote in the darkness and shut it off. Stayed up for hours after that. Never shared it with anybody.

Oh yeah and loving the whole Rocky Horror Picture Show thing. Watched it a couple months ago with my dad. He actually really likes the movie. Now I'm sharing this because he IS NOT the type to like that sort of thing. He was a marine who is no around mid-50 years of age who worries what he's gonna do for the day. No lazy days for him... ever...
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I put that pic there because not many people realize that Pennywise the clown from IT is the same guy who played Dr. Frankenfurter.

But back on topic.... I didn't tell anyone about my story with the tv flashing for a long time because I thought it sounded stupid. To make the flashing stop I would either turn my tv on or I would run out of my room like a puss.

I'm unleashing my dirt on the web so I don't think anyone is gonna judge you too harshly here.
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Tim Curry!
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Holy crap. That guy plays the weirdest roles in movies.

Now i'm not kidding when I say that it was STUPID!! If you wanna hear it, hear it is... oh god you're gonna laugh.

I was around 9 years old when I woke up abruptly in the night to find my TV was on playing some weird show. In the show you had Spongebob and Patrick delivering a Needlequeen's baby (Yes, the pokemon). They seemed scared and they started talking about how Mr. Crabs and his Green Feet would be there any second, when suddenly he shows up. I saw his feet, his human, green, and ultra-realistic feet. I The camera panned up to his head and he also had a super realistic face. He just started screaming some gibberish for around 5 minutes. At the end I frantically searched for my remote and turned my TV off. Now due to my age, I was terrified by the thing I just saw, but I did occasionally think about why that was so realistic. Now I look back on that moment, not scared by the program, but by the realistic factor of it... Told you it was ridiculous.

Another, more recent encounter that may or may not involve a higher being was I was sitting on my couch waiting for the school bus to arrive (This was during my freshman year of highschool, which I am currently still going through, so it was pretty early in the year). I fell asleep and in the dream, I was sitting on that couch, no one else was in the room (Which there were originally). Suddenly a character started walking into the room (The character doesn't matter, besides, if I were to say who it was I would get hate), she seemed kind of sad. As she got closer, a loud voice from a mysterious source erupted from the silence, screaming at the character for the sins she has committed. Every time the voice got to a certain word, a shockwave went right through me and the feeling lingered in my chest. The shockwave happened 2 times until the bus arrived. As I got up, I could still feel the lingering shock in my chest, causing me to stumble.
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I was terrified of that dream for the rest of the day, and I still am, just because of the feeling of the shock in me, even after I woke up. I have never shared this experience either, as much as I have wanted to.
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Just one moar??
Just one moar??
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Sorry they take a long time to write D:
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It's 'aight...
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:v i am truly terrified and completely thrilled for these stories. If there's more, I want it all
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Jesus christ, that sounds terrifying.   
   
I've only had to deal with wispy smoke figures in the doorway of my bedroom.   
   
Please continue with your story, I really want to hear what happened next (if anything else did happen)
Jesus christ, that sounds terrifying.

I've only had to deal with wispy smoke figures in the doorway of my bedroom.

Please continue with your story, I really want to hear what happened next (if anything else did happen)
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Damn dude. That's some intense experiences.
I've only encountered what I call them Shadow People a few times in my lifetime and that was when I was very young, maybe 5 or so. However I wasn't the only one who saw them. My mother and the people who bought that haunted house after us also saw it.
According to my mother and a few faint memories I have from it. The shadow would appear in the middle of the night, usually in mirrors or windows. Something that would reflect light from it. I would for the most time come running into my parents room crying about "the bad man" and she would see a black silhouette of a person stand in the door way with a "sad" body posture. "It looked like it had given up on it's existence and only wanted some company" said my mother. She would always ask it to leave and then it would fade away and I would fall asleep in that moment.
Since then all I've haven't really had any more encounters.
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I've suffered a similar experience with the TV, only it was a pale face with glossy black pupils. The TV  was getting glitchy a moment beforehand, and I was alone in my house.  A year or so after said event, I bought a cat primarily to act as a guardian/alert system to quickly detect such foul creatures.   
   
Since then I've been terrified of moving into new places for fear of pissing off some horrible dark entity/demonic spirit/thing.
I've suffered a similar experience with the TV, only it was a pale face with glossy black pupils. The TV was getting glitchy a moment beforehand, and I was alone in my house. A year or so after said event, I bought a cat primarily to act as a guardian/alert system to quickly detect such foul creatures.

Since then I've been terrified of moving into new places for fear of pissing off some horrible dark entity/demonic spirit/thing.
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I have the same fear. I now regularly smudge sage throughout my home (sage smoke is supposed to get rid of anything negative) and I placed a penny face side up on all the corners of my property to act as a barrier (idk what the significance of the copper is but my wiccan friend told me that will help protect me).

Also this little guy never leaves my side. The ancient Egyptians believed that cats have power over the dead.
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When I was a little kid I had an 'imaginary' friend called Sally. She was about 7 years old, had long curly blonde hair, and wore a white party dress with a red ribbon around her waist, a red ribbon on her head and white shoes. I could only play with her in our basement. I stopped seeing Sally when I went to school and my parents thought I was getting over the whole imaginary friend faze.

Bringing the story back to the spring of 2005 (the same year of the doorway ghost and the tv) I made a new friend at my school. She had newly moved a few houses down from me so we hung out almost every day. After we got pretty close she told me shes was very uncomfortable in my house. Something felt wrong there is what she said. She also told me that a little girl in a white dress with a red bow followed me from room to room and hide in the corner. Apparently whenever the little girl noticed she was looking her face would turn into something evil. Her accurate discription of Sally chlled me to the core. Over the years I had just blown off my memories of Sally as an overactive childhood imagination.
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All right. Thanks for your time and patience everyone. This is not my final story but it is definitely the scariest. I get chills just thinking about it. I named this day "Bad Thursday"
The day after the party I went to talk to my Wicca friend (the one who told me she saw Sally) and I asked her to check out my bedroom and tell me what she thought. She got halfway down the hallway before she stopped and turned to me.
"Laura, I don't even know what to say. This is the most evil thing I have ever felt. Please don't make me go in there!"
To acknowledge evil is to give it power. To fear evil is to give it power. And unwittingly we did just that.
The two of us were home alone again that evening. Even though it was late June my house was so cold that we both were wearing heavy coats and sweaters. Around dusk I decided to make some soup to ward off the chill. While I was at the stove I heard a scratching noise from the microwave. I stopped stirring the soup because I thought the noise might be me but it continued even though I had stopped. I fled the kitchen and went to go sit with my friend again. She said that when I ran into the living room there was a large black shadow at my heels.
Soon it became dark and we could still hear the scratching noise in the kitchen. We decided to go outside and jump on my trampoline to take our minds off of the horror. When we got outside we noticed that my bedroom light was on and a black figure watched us for about a minute before disappearing. We thought about going back inside when we heard a rustling sound in the grass. What almost looked like a large black blanket was making slow and deliberate circles around the trampoline. When the shape and rustling sound went to the back of the trampoline we bolted into my house.
(will be continued since I am about to reach the word limit)
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When we got inside I decided to put on Finding Nemo to try and ease our minds. I made myself as small as possible into the corner of my love seat with my friend sitting in front of me. My feet were under my body and in the corner of the couch. I felt two ice cold fingers tipped with sharp nails drag from my heel to my toes on one of my feet. I screamed and ran outside while my friend quickly got up and followed me. While we ran outside my dog was barking furiously at the couch.

In all honesty being outside in the middle of the night felt much more warm and welcoming than my house did at the moment. We walked to my friend's house and on the way we passed a house with a chain link fence that has two big rottwielers. Both of the dogs were at the edge of the fence and barking wildly. Their eyes were crazed and mean but that wasn't the worst part about them. They both looked like they had had their lower jaw ripped out and their tongues were drooping down their necks as blood gushed from the wound.

We turned around and high tailed it back to my house to sleep. Nothing further happened to me that night but my friend said she had disturbing dreams. She dreamt of slitting my throat, taking a knife and peeling the skin from her and my flesh, skinning my animals and finally stabbing herself in the heart.
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Whoa! Interesting, are you gonna post more?
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Ask and you shall receive...

Several months after Bad Thursday my friend and I decided we wanted answers. So we got a piece of wood and we carved a Ouija board.
The night we finished it we poured a circle of salt around ourselves for protection. Around the circle we placed a candle at the 5 points of a pentagram (blue for water, yellow for earth, red for fire, green for wind, and white for spirit) and the only light in the room was from the various candles we had placed. Before we put our hands on the board we said that only positive energy was allowed in the room.
Our first question was "is it safe for us to use this board?" The answer dragged our hands to the 'yes' spot so we continued. "How many spirits are in this room?" We asked and we felt or hands jerked to the number 7. We grabbed 7 pillows and laid them in a circle around the board as seats for our guests. "Why are you here?" we asked and slowly our hands were dragged to the letters spelling out "want to talk".

Just after the last letter was reached the living room was lit up like a bright light. What looked like a shooting star streaked across the room and dazzled us with it's beauty.

During the ouija session my cat came into the room. He stopped at the circle and looked at each of the pillows we had set out. They were blocking his route to go outside and instead of jumping over them he went out of his way weave in between all of the cushions as though someone were sitting on them.
User avatar #408 to #312 - loopz
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Please finish this
User avatar #325 to #312 - lawyerdude
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And.. they talked to you? What did they tell you?
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omg finish pls
#245 to #234 - steelplatypus
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******* hell, I had to turn my lights on. If these stories are real (personally I believe you, I've had a couple, uh, strange experiences myself) then goddamn you're a ghost magnet. And a sinister one too, I've never seen an apparition so much as react to me before.
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Thanks for the belief.

While a lot of this **** was going down I caved and told my mom and sister about it. They told me I was crazy and for a while I believed it. But then some of my friends noticed the **** that kept happening and told me that I was sane. Sane but very unlucky.
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Sounds like it. I'm curious, have your experiences just been in the vicinity of your home? Of everything I've experienced the vast majority have happened in one place (my friends ancient house.) I've heard of some people being followed, or even just being extra sensitive to perceiving apparitions, who wound up seeing them all over.
Sounds like it. I'm curious, have your experiences just been in the vicinity of your home? Of everything I've experienced the vast majority have happened in one place (my friends ancient house.) I've heard of some people being followed, or even just being extra sensitive to perceiving apparitions, who wound up seeing them all over.
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That's a really ******* creepy gif. I like it.

But anyway everything I have experienced has been at my house. All the stories I have posted so far anyway.
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holy jesus i'm stopping to follow this thread right now.
holy jesus i'm stopping to follow this thread right now.
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I believe tulpa's are something you project from your own mind - I don't believe others are capable of seeing them, though I could be wrong.
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But, to create a tulpa you need to put a lot of focalized effort in it, don´t you? You need conscient practice. Its not something just one day appears and plays with you.
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What if a ghost is just a memory.


Imagine it this way, if you delete something off your cumputer, but forget to uninstall it, you keep slight functionality of the program. It follows a script it once used while opened. Much like this ghost idea.
User avatar #339 to #2 - rockamekishiko
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but what happens when more than one person sees the same ghost at the same time?
User avatar #65 to #2 - nought
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what if I destroy my hard drive and then place it in acid
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Well then you can't use now can you?
User avatar #127 to #116 - nought
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So I just performed a computer exorcism?
User avatar #74 to #2 - ineedtotakeapiss
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I always thought it was like, humans have a whole lot of energy when they're alive and fit and well. So when they die that energy has to go somewhere right? Usually it would go into the dirt and plants around them. But what if that energy can't go into anything, lets say, a wooden floor board or concrete basement. That's why you see ghosts in houses and indoor areas and whatnot but not in a field or something. Also, it's always murder victims or people that died in some accident and not old people that pass away because they spent their energy already and have passed away, literally.
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Anyone with the slightest notion of energy would know that's idiotic.

The energy is still in our body. It's chemical energy.
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So, where does the chemical energy go when we die?
User avatar #91 to #89 - anonymoose
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We decompose. It goes into the animals and microbes that eat us. Do I need to explain 11 year old biology to you?
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And what if there is neither animals nor microbes to eat us?

No need to be a dick about it...
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Then we don't decompose and the energy stays as chemical energy in our body.
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Would the air not decompose us anyway? Without the aid of biological aid.
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No. Decomposition is our body being eaten by microbes and animals.
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I suppose you're right. I looked into it more in depth just now. My previous theory was just something I always wondered about.
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I like you, I like the way you think!
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That would be a residual ghost, one that goes on in a sort of memory or just simply from the past instead of being an intelligent or more interactive one.
User avatar #177 to #2 - hates
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So we're living in the matrix?
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Heheh, cumputer.
#4 to #2 - yuukoku
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Existentialism moment!

What if we're all part of some collective consciousness and that's why this happens.
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you called?
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We are Borg
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no, we are geth
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But we gained AI status thanks to Legion and Shepard-Commander.
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thank you for this.
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I used to live in a house where our radio would turn on and blast Metallica in the middle of the night. Even if we removed the Metallica CD from the CD player. Was it ghosts? Righ ron't row Raggie.
User avatar #208 to #200 - acemcgunner [OP]
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it's satan
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or Santa.
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Or super Satan warlord Santa of the east of mo'ku..
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User avatar #258 to #256 - acemcgunner [OP]
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<<<< OR, this guy..
User avatar #214 to #200 - malteser
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sounds like a sweet ass ghost
#236 to #214 - catburglarpenis
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There was other spooky **** going on but that was the most noticeable thing. Oh, besides the crazy lady on the baby monitor trying to stop my little brother from crying. That was no good. Not cool at all.

Picture related, it's where I lived at the time.
User avatar #291 to #236 - tepeniam
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Sees town 45 minutes from me mentioned
[Hometown pride intensifies]
User avatar #292 to #291 - catburglarpenis
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I live in Granite City now. Wanna touch dicks?
User avatar #293 to #292 - tepeniam
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Too late, call back in about 5 days? Maybe? But even then, probably not...
User avatar #294 to #293 - catburglarpenis
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fgt
#313 to #200 - anon id: 118d7629
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It was the ghost of Cliff.
User avatar #207 to #200 - mechaemperor
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badass
User avatar #221 to #200 - mangostormlegend
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And the award for World's Coolest Ghost goes to...
User avatar #185 - goblingodexists
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too bad ghosts are fake
User avatar #187 to #185 - acemcgunner [OP]
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too bad you're a fag
#192 to #187 - goblingodexists
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#226 to #192 - furrylove
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wait, ghosts don't exist, but goblin god does?
wait, ghosts don't exist, but goblin god does?
User avatar #206 to #192 - acemcgunner [OP]
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fag..
#172 - lecorbi
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I'd be a rather boring ghost.
User avatar #191 to #172 - celestialsin
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We would be the clicking noise that keeps you up all night
#15 - bobbysnobby
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ITT we rationalize why things that do not exist behave in "weird ways".
#16 to #15 - anon id: 80d7b51f
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don't be so snobby, bobby.
User avatar #37 to #15 - ugoboom
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he'srightyouknow.blackguy