I would like to hear all your other stories, too.

Right? I frequently solo hike and now I feel like maybe I should never do that again.

Right? I frequently solo hike and now I feel like maybe I should never do that again.

This story is for sure the winner. Blacke eyed kids scare the ever loving crap out of me. Because, they’re kids! Augh!

I’ve had dreams with specific names too! There was one so vivid that I googled the woman’s name (i no longer remember it) and she lived in Kansas. I almost wanted to reach out to her but I thought it would be nutty to do that.

I think maybe hospital rooms are a place where people pass away and can’t leave for some reason. That makes me sad.

Just a lack of aloneness. It might have been an old man. That’s how it felt. Not menacing or mean but just there and invisible and therefore spooky. And i’m doing surprisingly well health wise. My doctors were amazed how quickly I recovered. So maybe George (the name I gave him) helped me somehow.

Maybe so. I’m pretty sensitive though, so maybe most other people can’t feel it?

Holy shit holy shit holy shit.

There was a ghost cat at my mom’s old house. I lived with her for a few months a few years ago. It was harmless, just an, “oh, you’re there.” If it’d meowed I would have flipped out though. There was also something very less cute and nonthreatening than a ghost cat in that house. I’m glad I no longer live there.

I’m just glad you got out safely.

Wow! That probably sucked for your mom, though.

I honestly 100% do believe that people who have passed on talk to us through our dreams.

I used to live in an apartment complex where people did this. I know, because I was at home a few times when people would knock, then when I didn’t answer (not expecting anyone, probably sitting there naked) they would TRY THE HANDLE. Seriously fucking terrifying.

I tried to explain it away as being drugged up (which was pretty cool) but I don’t think it was. Private rooms are in short supply so I didn’t think I could afford to be too picky.

I can’t remember if I posted last year about this, but probably not. Nearly a year ago I was in the hospital when these stories were posted. I couldn’t read them all because I was in the midst of a haunting episode and, being in the hospital, I couldn’t leave. You see, I was in a private room, but I wasn’t alone.

YES!!!

Yeah, I dunno, my niece and nephew were both beautiful right away.

EXACTLY.

You are quite welcome!