Quote by naito18 I'm much
more scared of the living. Coz the living can hurt you but ghost can't. ^^
Whoever told you ghosts cant hurt you lied to you big time. I have learned to cope with ghosts but i wish the ones here
were a bit nicer. I usually dont like to stay at home alone at night because they like to make noises downstairs that
creep me out. Also, they get violent sometimes, as if they want something. In fifth grade, i was getting ready to go to
school and i was jolted out of my sleep because i noticed i couldnt move, and that something big was going down my
throat (and i mean really far in) I looked around to see if i could see anything but nothing was there. Then i heard
music and i thought "Who the hell is playing the piano this early?!" but it was too loud to bethe piano, and
it was more like an organ. I looked around my room again only to see that my mom had left a rosery by my bed because of
a big test i was having that day. I knew i had to reach for it because i was getting woozy, so i tried and somehow i was
able to. One i touched it i was able to move freely and three tall black whisps of shadows fled from my room and through
the door. I ran out after them and ran downstairs to call my mom at work, and i started to cry because it really freaked
me out. Then later in 7th grade i went back to sleep because i was lazy, put my covers over my head, and tried to sleep.
When i peeked out of the covers, i saw this creature dressed in black robes stareing at me. I was instantly from the
neck down. I yelled for my mom and by the time she got into my room the creature was gone. Now, on friday, after i had
gotten home from school (we had a bomb threat at school so we were evacuated and were able to go home) I had my usual
day and waited for people to get online. When i finally got tired, i went to bed (at about 3 AM) and woke up to once
again be paralyzed, but this time it felt like i was holding something in my arms, and i wouldnt let go. I started to
moan because something was moving my neck to the side and a little stingy sensation went through my lower neck. The next
day i showed my friend the lower lower part of my neck and we saw these teeny tiny holes all around the area. I freaked
out and went home. Now i have a bunch of crosses around my room. Why cant i have nice ghosts like Casper ;_;
Anyways, some people think all this bad luck with teh spirits happened when i was younger (around three) and living in
germany (my dad was in the army and he was going to Desert Storm :S) and the house i lived in was supposedly haunted. At
night, a lady would come and tell me stories about things, and after she left a big scary man would come in and i would
run into my parents room. After getting pissed off at me everynight they finally went around asking if a woman used to
live in the house. People told them that a woman was murdered by a man there some time ago, and later the man had also
died.
If you are the kind of people who thinks that i totally just made that up, you are terribly wrong. These incidents have
scarred me and i will never forget them. I just hope that i dont come in contact with anymore of them. So remember that
ghosts can infact hurt you, especially if they are after something (im still trying to figure out what the ghosts from
fifth grade were after that was inside me...maybe my dinner??) EEp i typed a lot x.x