i don't know what inspired me to start this thread.I suppose I just felt like sharing some of m expieriences.That's all they are.My personal
experiences with the paranormal.I don't have any pics or anything of the the sort.So if that's what you're looking for,please,move along.I'm giving
the short version of each event at each house I've lived in.
It started when I was 15.We had just moved into this house in New Jersey.There was always something creepy about it. Strange noises in the night.I
never felt comfortable there.The first experience was I was laying on the couch early one morning watching tv.It was summer,so the front door was wide
open and I watched a man walk up the front steps,in a construction out fit.Just as I got up and went to the door,he was gone.When my mother woke
up,she said she had seen the same man the morning before and the samething happened.he got to the top of the steps and just vanished.This continued
for another week and for the next year we lived there,he was never seen again.
We moved briefly to an apartment above a coffee house,were there probably there no longer then 2 months.But,the first day we were there,I could
clearly see into the door of the coffee house which was made of glass and there was the reflection of a little boy staring back at me.My first thought
was he was standing behind me so I turned and looked and he wasn't.When i looked back at the door,he was there and I could clearly see through him and
saw the posters on the wall inside.That was my only experience there.
Next,we moved into an older house.This is where it really picked up.First experience was my girlfriend and I were watching a movie one night,when we
heard footsteps up stairs and loud talking.It made me jump up off the couch,because I knew no one else was home.So I started up the steps,that's when
I heard what sounded like glass breaking..And saw people walking around in the bedroom at the back of the house.. That was my aunt's room and she
normally kept that door closed.But it was open that night and I could clearly see people walking around in the room.I ran downstairs,grabbed my
girlfriend and called the police.I thought someone had broken in. The police came,checked out the entire house.No one was there.No broken
windows,nothing.I felt so dumb,because I thought the police would arrest me for calling and nothing was happening.All they said was if anything else
occurs,to give them a call again.It was quiet the rest of that night.
A few nights later,I was awakened out of sound sleep. And i had this feeling of being watched.I didn't want to roll over because I knew something was
watching me.I finally did and as crazy as it may sound,I saw the grim reaper.Standing in the corner of my room,just watching me.And pointing at
me.didn't move.didn't say a word.Just stood there,pointing..I was only 17 at the time so I was terrified.Eventually he was gone.I found out the next
morning that my brother had overdosed on heroin.That was the first time I saw him but it wasn't the last.
I have many more stories to tell.I suppose later today I'll share them.I just wanted to share these for now.As I said something inspired me to write
this. Sorry if this reads like a novel.I finally took a friends advice and starting writing down everything that's happened.
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