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Not that spooky or creepy. I saw my first ghost at 16. Dude walking calmly by the window outside my mom's office as I was playing games on her computer. Except that he'd have to be on stilts or 9 foot tall for that to happen.
Second time my business partner and I were driving back to his place 2:30 am after a long day of working when we suddenly noticed an oddly attired dude sitting calmly in our backseat not moving or talking. Stopped at a stoplight in the middle of the night we both piled out of the car amidst exclamations of surprise. Took us 5 minutes before we came back to the car and only because another car was coming. Whoever that dude was he'd cleared out somehow. Despite it being the middle of the night and both of us having a clear line of sight on the car.
Hallucinations, both of them.
Forgot a couple more. Same business partner about a year later, we were chilling in the basement sauna, also after a long day of work just basking in the heat when we both noticed a hand coming straight down out of the ceiling. We yelled and ran out stark fucking naked. Thankfully no one else about. Went back in after a bit and it was all normal.
6 months after my late wife passed (mother of our four children) all of the cats gathered in the hallway and kept staring up at the wall leading into the room she died in. Investigated possible causes but could not find anything. They kept doing it. That was a little weird. No noises, or mice or anything. Still scratching my head as to what the fuck they were looking at, all these years later.
Interesting to hear of a shared hallucinations. Were either of you under the influence, or (feel free not to answer) have any serious mental health disorders that could explain it?
We were both supposed to be taking Halidol but hadn't for a few days.
We decided to change out our meds for some really potent weed with some PCP, LSD and meth mixed in.
Don't see how that's relevant to the story, though