So last week a I was sleeping next to my girlie...I wasn't drunk, high, angry, hadn't fought, ate greasy or watched a scary movie.
I was deeeeeeeeep in sleep all warm and happy with my fat cat at my feet.
THEN a fucking spirit/ghost/demon or whatever yelled at me from behind me...I felt the vibrations of the yell on my bald head.
I instantly woke up and looked behind me and NOTHING of course....
So when I first moved in I remember feeling a male presence in my living room...Being my rental house is about 170 years old I figured quite a few people have died in this house, because back in the day you died at home among family not with tubes at a hospital among strangers.
I previouslymentioned tha a month ago it had told me to take my keys because the door was going to slam and "He/It"...
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