(April 13, 2020 at 2:24 pm)arewethereyet Wrote: My youngest two kids were convinced the house we lived in when we were in SC was haunted. At different times they had the bedroom on the back left side of the house. Both were convinced they saw people at night and my son slept with a blanket or pillow over his head for a while. We were in an area that was quite possibly where Native Americans had been plentiful and the land was only recently developed so was heavily wooded. I bought a dream catcher and hung it in the window and told my son that it would help...and it did...hey, as a parent you do what you have to do to get them to sleep. They both reported the same things at different times so who knows...not that I believe in hauntings.
There was a picture I took of the front of our house that clearly showed a cat in the dormer window on that same side of the house. We didn't own a cat and didn't have one that visited, that I'm aware of. Never did solve that mystery.
Our TV in the living room turns itself back on some nights and we joke that the ghosts moved to TX with us.
If it moves with you, its not a ghost, its a demon.
AHAHAH, humans, like you and me, make excuses for misfortune with the most incredible stuff. The life that I had, the choices I made were entirely my responsability. My heroin addiction? Yes, It was my choice, so was my idea of stopping it, as were all other good/bad things that I done. Good or bad, whatever that means, it seems some people live in regret. I can't dare to regret, as it brought me to where I am now and for the moment, I am what one could call... Happy, even amidst a pneumonic outbreak.
