Spoopy Stories from my life

11 ~ Extras

So these are smaller stories that are just weird to me.

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A mug fell out of a previously closed cabinet. The weird part? It was the one I'd placed on the bottom when doing the dishes. There's no way in hell it fell. There were things above it, and there's a lip of sorts around the door.

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Ever since I started being more open to ghosts I've had migraines, nausea, and many other illnesses. And I've seen some ghosts that I'd seen years and years ago, when I was a little kid.

More specifically the one that made my cousin hate sleeping in my room, and has caused hallucinations and my sister to faint repeatedly while we shared a room.

Currently I'm sick after talking about ghosts with a new friend and letting someone in on the ghosts in my house.

She later spent the night, and our candles were acting like someone was moving there hand over the flame again and again.

When we moved to my room later that night, the candle was going crazy again and I wasn't able to sleep.

My room was overly hot for her, but I was freezing and felt like something was laying on my bed with me, and another thing was watching me from my closet.

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My dogs go crazy and bark at things next to my window whenever I get a feeling of being watched, but whenever I check no one's there.

My window has gone grey and cloudscover the sky most times when I look out the window.

When I go check out through other windows in the house, it's normal everyday life.

Whenever it rains, it sounds like someone's tapping in Morse code. I don't want to learn Morse code because of what the tapping could be saying, but I used to like the sound of rain.

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I've fainted once. I was at my doorway after previously feeling like something was set watching me from the doorway.

My dad had gotten home so he came to check on me, and I stood up and walked to the doorway to hug him.

After about five minutes, everything went black and I could see flashes of what was happening.

I almost hit the floor but my dad grabbed me. He brought me up and started saying my name.

After ten seconds, I was aware enough I could answer my dad, but still disoriented.

The thing is? The doorway is the same one my sister has fainted in repeatedly. And it's right next to my old room's door.

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My dream catcher disappeared three years ago, and that's about when my great grandmother died.

Nightmares and reoccurring nightmares started, but stopped maybe 1½ years ago.

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A weird dream returned a few days ago.

It's me and my brother on a ship with my family. We were the last two off the ship before it blew up and my father and my grandmother I belive died.

After going to a store, I returned to an inn alone.

I'd sell some things to the inn keeper, and in turn he'd tell his three headed t-rex to follow me until I find a giant wolf, but it had a name like 'tarantula'.

After that, I always woke up.