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- Aug 22, 2024
Yes well kinda, on two counts my family knew what I was talking about but not to the extent as I experienced them and once i was the only person to have experienced itHave you ever seen them in front of you when no one else did? Same year as my above post, in 1992, I was on a bus station bench dozing off while waiting on the bus with my mom (dad had the car and was in a different part of Germany for work reasons).
This mf Casper looking ghost descended down on me, almost in my face, put his finger to his mouth as if to say "shhhh," and then slowly lifted up away from me and faded out like cigarette smoke in air. I didn't tell anyone about it for years for fear of it returning and retaliating for telling on it.
Context on first two. Lived in a house built in the early 1910s, always had spooky shit happening. My dad's folks lived in it a generation ago before I did as a teen. There were 2 that they and I were aware of. The Hallway Runner and the Black Mass.
Hallway runner was something that would run down the hallway parallel with my room and I one time saw it through the hole where a doorknob was supposed to be on my door and it was just a white flash going down the hallway
the Black Mass was this like mass of like strands, almost like hair, made of complete darkness. My dad has said he has seen it exit from the basement and go into that hallway and Ive seen the damn thing in person in my room. Was playing Yuri's Revenge and I felt and heard a breath on the back of my neck and as I turned around I spotted in the mirror a black tendril that was reaching from out of sight to the back of my head. When I flipped around I saw that bastard in the corner of my room and I freaked. That house had the worst experiances Ive ever had, aside from being strangled. Like whispering when I wake up and being smacked in the face out of sleep. That house is now abandoned since my dad died and it looks far scarier than it did back then. I might still have pictures of it!
The strangling thing however, different house, I lived in the same room that my great grandfather passed away in and multiple times a week my throat would just completely close off and I couldnt breathe at all. And it would stay like that for a good 10 seconds each time and I could breathe again. This happened a lot while I lived in that room but when I moved away I never had it happen again.