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re: Do you believe in ghosts?
Posted on 11/5/20 at 5:15 pm to AllbyMyRelf
Posted on 11/5/20 at 5:15 pm to AllbyMyRelf
yup! witnessed with my own eyes with my bro-in-law.
This post was edited on 11/5/20 at 5:24 pm
Posted on 11/6/20 at 1:04 am to southernboisb
Real life occurrence that qualifies I think:
We were sophomores in college I guess, in the dorm one night screwing around, and someone had a ouija board. We positioned it out in the middle of the floor in the dorm hallway. We didn't know anything about ouiga boards, someone explains the general concepts I guess, and so my salt of the earth crazy arse best friend decides he's going to be the one to try it.
So, a little about my friend. Tough arse college football player, comes from a great family, no nonsense, not a fake bone or drama bone in his body. Loves to drink and score with girls, and the first guy I ever smoked pot with. Normal dude.
He puts two hands on the ouiga board little fricking pointed arrow type thing, whatever the hell you call it and starts "talking to the spirits" - all the sudden he jumps off of that MF like a cat off a scaulding hot tin roof and sort of yells "F that shite!"
He takes off to his room and we're wondering what the hell just happened. We follow him and ask him, and he does not want to talk and just wants to get to his room and be left alone. WTF? What did he see?
We never found out. We never thought to ask him about it years later. But something scared the living shite out of him that night.
We were sophomores in college I guess, in the dorm one night screwing around, and someone had a ouija board. We positioned it out in the middle of the floor in the dorm hallway. We didn't know anything about ouiga boards, someone explains the general concepts I guess, and so my salt of the earth crazy arse best friend decides he's going to be the one to try it.
So, a little about my friend. Tough arse college football player, comes from a great family, no nonsense, not a fake bone or drama bone in his body. Loves to drink and score with girls, and the first guy I ever smoked pot with. Normal dude.
He puts two hands on the ouiga board little fricking pointed arrow type thing, whatever the hell you call it and starts "talking to the spirits" - all the sudden he jumps off of that MF like a cat off a scaulding hot tin roof and sort of yells "F that shite!"
He takes off to his room and we're wondering what the hell just happened. We follow him and ask him, and he does not want to talk and just wants to get to his room and be left alone. WTF? What did he see?
We never found out. We never thought to ask him about it years later. But something scared the living shite out of him that night.
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