Ah the world of the supernatural. Do you believe? Is it real? Is it all overactive imagination just looking for a deeper meaning in a usually mundane life? I don't know, man. I expect with all the technology we have, there should be some definitive proof by now.
That said, I am a believer. I've experienced plenty of that strange hair-on-the-back-of-your-neck sensation and have seen and heard enough stories (a lot from my grandma's old house) to think, "yeah... something's up."
My grandma's house was built in the very early 1900s in an old steel mill neighborhood. It stayed in the family through the entire century until we sold it after she died. (Good luck to the current owners). It had plenty of residents, and enough of them passed away in the house to make it quite a hotbed of paranormal activity. My grandmother, mum, aunts and uncles, and even myself and my brother have seen a ghostly figure, or heard phantom voices or footsteps. Conversation at family gatherings always eventually leads to stories about Grandma's House (proper noun) and what was seen there.
Whether it be an overactive imagination or just growing up in such a culture, I've experienced enough on my own not to mess with such things... you know, just in case. Its best to not poke the bear. Its a door that doesn't close easily.
-Gint
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