“One time, at a party in grade 9 I was dared to go into the host’s bathroom, lock the door so nobody could get in, and say “Bloody Mary” 9 times in a row.
When I got to the 8th Bloody Mary, I felt really cold, and by the 9th time I started choking. People couldn’t get in to save me but luckily I held onto the doorknob and opened the door. I wasn’t choking on anything but it was like her hands were around my neck. They took pictures of me thinking that it was a joke but the pics were all blurry and I had no pupils in my eyes.”
“One time, I was like three, I was in Mexico; I was walking around with my mom’s camera and taking pictures. It was dark with a few dim lights, and I took a picture at a blank spot on the wall and when the picture came out, there was a figure of a man holding his hand out at the camera.”
“One night, a couple years ago, I was lying on the floor in my room, doing some math homework. Normally I listen to music when I do homework but this one time, I felt too lazy to turn the radio on. So as I was trying to figure out a complicated equation, I heard calm breathing right by my left ear. Nobody else was in my room, let alone right beside me. I held my breath to see if it was just me, but the breathing kept going. Since then, I’ve hardly ever sat in my room by myself without the radio playing.”