I have a story from like 2 years ago. So, me and my friend were hanging out in her room, saying and doing nothing.
The house was quiet and no one was moving or talking. All of a sudden, her raggedy ann boy doll thing fell from her top shelf. No one had moved or shaken the house so it was impossible for it to have fallen. We looked at each other and ran for our lives. We ran and ran until we were in her backyard. We were so scared we didn’t know what to say. Ever since I was little, I’ve always felt that kind of "presence" i always felt like something was there. I didn’t know until 4th grade what to call it. Ever since, the 4th grade, I’ve been scared out of my mind. I used to wake up at 7:45 for no reason.
I would go downstairs and mess around on the family computer. I would hear the weirdest and most unexplainable sounds. Another time, I was going to pour myself a bowl of Rice Crispies and before I could get the bag to pour them in my bowl, the rice crispies started floating to the top. When i told my friends about it they all laughed at me
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