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WWAW Ghosts and other supernatural faggotry?

ThePepsiColaRapist

Dan doesn’t have a penis. I. Do.
I don't believe in that shit and tend to think people who do are lying, attention seeking cunts, or mentally ill.
However, my oldest friend and his family talk about occurrences in their old home as casually as one would discuss weather.
A beautiful 19th century home they eventually sold at a loss just to get away.
Good, upper middle class white people, too. No incentive to lie.

Anyone?
 

Mikekeke

Trouble In Tomlinson Town
Sometimes, I think it would be fun to get a group of friends together to go ghost hunting in some old hospital--or another derelict dumping ground of needles and spray paint cans, anyway. Then I remember I can't be bothered and I have no friends.

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Jenna

God ❤️s Fags
I've had two weird experiences, both of which occurred in the same area of my childhood home, one in my bedroom the other right outside my bedroom. I dunno if it was a temporary mental breakdown with vivid hallucinations, but both times I was 100% sober and I know what I saw.

One of them was just a passing guy that I saw out of the corner of my vision when I was reading a book. The other was fucking spooky. I wake up one morning, it was either a weekend or summer because I was nice and relaxed, gonna lie in bed for a minute or two. I have a nice relaxing eye close for a couple of seconds, when I open them there's a woman on my ceiling, directly above me. Best way to describe her is Helena Bonham Carter in the Harry Potter movies, but uglier and older:

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She leaves the ceiling and comes flying towards me, I scream and my heart starts pumping. She reaches me and just disappears, I don't physically feel anything, I'm not hurt, I'm just all alone freaking the fuck out. Like what are you supposed to do at that point, tell everyone you saw a ghost? Everyone will think you're either crazy or making it up for the attention.

I've coped with that shit by thinking it was some weird brain thing because I had just woken up, like it was still dreaming or I had fallen back to sleep and had a 3 second nightmare. But I've woken up a lot more times in my life and that shit hasn't happened ever again.
 
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guest

Guest
I've had two weird experiences, both of which occurred in the same area of my childhood home, one in my bedroom the other right outside my bedroom. I dunno if it was a temporary mental breakdown with vivid hallucinations, but both times I was 100% sober and I know what I saw.

One of them was just a passing guy that I saw out of the corner of my vision when I was reading a book. The other was fucking spooky. I wake up one morning, it was either a weekend or summer because I was nice and relaxed, gonna lie in bed for a minute or two. I have a nice relaxing eye close for a couple of seconds, when I open them there's a woman on my ceiling, directly above me. Best way to describe her is Helena Bonham Carter in the Harry Potter movies, but uglier and older:

image


She leaves the ceiling and comes flying towards me, I scream and my heart starts pumping. She reaches me and just disappears, I don't physically feel anything, I'm not hurt, I'm just all alone freaking the fuck out. Like what are you supposed to do at that point, tell everyone you saw a ghost? Everyone will think you're either crazy or making it up for the attention.

I've coped with that shit by thinking it was some weird brain thing because I had just woken up, like it was still dreaming or I had fallen back to sleep and had a 3 second nightmare. But I've woken up a lot more times in my life and that shit hasn't happened ever again.
Sleep paralysis maybe? I don’t know, brothaman. All’s I know is you have great taste in hallucinations [URL]https://m.imgur.com/t/hot/yEsUw64[/URL]
 

CuckQueen

On the Joe Cumia retirement plan.
Not everything in this world is explainable with science.
All physical materials certainly are. It has to be made of something if it exists. With or without science ghosts aren't explained, they have no explanatory power. At least with theologians there's some attempt at logic. Ghosts are generally incompatible with traditional western religions.
 
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