As I'm writing this (at this very minute) I can hear sounds coming from my closet. Mind you, it's 6:11 a.m, November 6, 2016. It's the hangers. But now that I'm writing this it stopped. I'm not sure what it is. But I think "Frank" returned.
I may need to bless my house. I hate to see souls lost and not knowing what to do and where to go.
And its kind of scaring me.
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Scary Short Stories
ParanormalThis is a collection of scary stories. All are true and were experienced by me. When I say true, I mean TRUE. None are fake, and all have been experienced in real life, some in real time. Read if you're up to it!
