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April 7th 2017, 05:16 PM
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Saw my great aunt's ghost when I was 5 and a half. She was standing in the back yard, looking to the east. Then there was the time I heard a banshee. Late at night it was, the air was still and soft.Deep within the endless, dark evergreen woods came the saddest cries of a woman. They couldn't have been a living being's cries. The cries were so hollow, so empty. Curious, I went forth into the woods to see what lonely dark being was behind these sounds. The cries, my god the cries. They started filling my heart with sorrow. I cupped ears with my hands to block the cries. Then I remembered what my great uncle said about banshees. "They cry when death is near"
I retreated back to the house and sat in a chair with my head in my hands. Next day, a neighbor, a man I barely even knew. Was found dead in his house. They say he died of heart failure.

Or so they say. Hmmmm...

Then there was a time when a friend of mine went to go hunt for a wendigo that was allegedly seen in his hometown.
He saw some weird shit.