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Tell me a spooky scary story. Something that happened to you, or someone you know, or local folklore, or something your uncle told you by the campfire. Paranormal experiences welcome. I want to look like pic attached.
(just nothing involving SA pls and thanks)
So I've definitely experienced stuff, whether it was creepy ghosts or a creepy neighbor I once had. The neighbor was likely a little not well in the head, but she didn't help by wearing a plain white dress and always just kinda staring from weird angles in the hall. I hope she's doing well, but she gave me a few too many starts. My nighttime jogs also yielded some weird shit.
But ultimately I think what really qualifies as a story was when I was chilling out in the ditch by my house as a teen, climbing trees, sometimes reading or writing like a shitty version of Walden. One day I saw someone staring out from the cattails at me, kinda greyish and angry. I immediately bolted home, hearing some lion-like roar behind me. My family took me at my word on that one, cause some creep in the cattails is more believable than some of my other experiences like faces in windows or a ghost heavily breathing at me.
I kinda hope most of these experiences are real, if only to suggest I'm not totally off my rocker. I guess I could chalk up some of the oldest stories as Adderall withdrawal, idk.