Here's some of my freaky stories, if anyone's interested.
When I was a child, I had my bedroom window open, and I swore I heard my dad and her talking. I asked her where my dad went a little later, she said he was still at work and hadn't been here.
This one's pretty freaky: When my mom was folding up towels in the bathroom in the same house, blood dripped from the ceiling, but neither her nor my dad could find a source of it.
There was an overwhelming sense of fear in this house at night (at least to me), mainly in my bedroom, the basement, and definitely the attic (like hardcore, you would feel like there was something up there with you. I'm getting chills right now just thinking about it.)
Toward the last few years in that house, my parents started arguing and fighting a lot, my dad changed a lot, and ultimately, they got divorced. Yet now, they still talk to each other and get along ok.
House #2, following the divorce...
I remember at least two specific incidents where I had dreamed something about a person I'd never met before, and ended up meeting them. Once, a child down the road where I lived, another time, a substitute gym teacher. Keep in mind, I was new to this town and wouldn't know these people.
House #3...
Unusually peaceful, except for a mildly uneasy feeling in the bathroom at night. And for some really bizzare reason, while typing this, I have this memory of walking either in or by and seeing an Asian woman by the sink, even though that most certainly never happened. Perhaps I'm crazy. :p I also have memories of hunting, even though I've never hunted before in my entire life. I don't really know what to make of that.
House #4, the house I live at now...
I once let my dog loose outside, tried to call her back later. She didn't come, so I went out to look for her. I could hear her barking, and eventually located her... in the car. Windows were up, doors were closed.
There was another time my dog was inside the house, I left the room for a few moments, came back, my dog was gone, and I eventually located her outside.
One night, much more recently, maybe a year ago if even that, I was sitting at my computer (which is on my interior back porch), I kept hearing noises coming in the general direction of the door (like a creeking sound), and kept seeing reflections in the monitor other than my own that would actually make me jump and get chills, and finally scared me to the point that I was driven out of the room in fear.
Even today, I often see shadows, movements, or reflections in my glasses that startle me. I've really only noticed this at my house and at my church when I'm alone there or with only a few friends. My mom seems to have been experiencing the same thing, except she didn't indicate it until much more recently (within the last couple months). There are actually times when I think I see a figure standing in a particular place in my house and actually jump or gasp. Although in those particular cases, it's usually just an object that's been strangely positioned. But it still seems to happen a lot.
I left out a number of stories I've simply tossed aside in my memory, but basically, I'm used to wierd stuff.
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