High Chocobo

Member 9287

Level 40.98

Jul 2006

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Feb 9, 2007, 12:26 AM
Local time: Feb 8, 2007, 11:26 PM
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I used to be a nonbeliever. Pretty easy to be one actually when you don't have some shit happen to you. Can't blame some of you, really.
The most memorable time was in 2001. October-December or so. There was a room that made odd sounds when the door was closed and no one was inside it, but I just chalked it up to whatever and ignored it. Endless explanations for what the sound was.
Then Halloween 2001 I slept in that room while Lenore took the kids trick or treating. I was really tired for some reason but for what felt like a half hour I could almost feel something touching my shoulder blame in order for me not to sleep. But it was so different and light that I couldn'0t be sure and before I knew it Id drift off again. The Lenore came and I left the room, beleiving the noises I knew the room had a rep for had made me imagine that whole thing.
So some time later I get out of the shower and hear the kids talking. Im drying my hair in the middle of the hallway facing one end, the end where the kids room is on one side and this freaky closed room is on the other. eventually I realize that the voice isnt exactly liek one of the kids in particular, and it says something to me. At this point I'm still =o? so I take a step forward and say "what" because I didnt really understand. I hear it again, and its at this point I not only see the kids from the corner of their doorway (both asleep) but realize the questio is actually coming from the closed room. I turned around and pulled a Mel Gibson in Signs straight to the kitchen were Lenore was. Scared shitless like I am now just for retelling that.
There's nowhere I can't reach.
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