I was told a few ghost stories while sitting outside in an open garage after midnight. You could hear sounds (like the typical cat wandering, rooftop crackles, normal night time sounds). A girls claimed she lived in a haunted house. Another claimed she say a curly haired ghost carrying a baby in a hotel, and later read about it in the town library. Stories of the sort. So anyway, we fucken saw ghosts, therefore, god.
Laaaaame!
Laaaaame!
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