Hey guys, welcome back. This post is going to be a continuation of my last post, which you can catch here if for any reason you missed out on it. For a quick summary, I talk about my 1st actual paranormal experience. This was at my grandmas where I saw a figure upstairs one night while staying there alone.
For a quick summary, I talk about my 1st actual paranormal experience. This was at my grandmas where I saw a figure upstairs one night while staying there alone.
I forgot to mention in my last post that when all this was happening, my grandma was asleep in her bedroom, and it happened around midnight. That last detail is very important, and you will see why in my later posts.
You are probably thinking..
“So what happened after?” or..
“Did you tell anyone?”
Well like I mentioned in my last post, I told my grandma about it the next day, and she acted like I just was seeing things. But the way she told me was like she wanted me to just forget about it. It was like she knew something, but didn’t want to tell me. She told me not to tell anyone, because I would just be scaring them for no reason.
But I couldn’t keep this to myself.
I had a friend of mine who was into the same things as I was, paranormal activity being one of them. He was actually the next person I told, and his reaction was a bit different obviously. He was excited. He wanted to go to my grandmas house and see for himself.
The thing is, the next couple times I wanted to go over to my grandmas, she was busy. Which she never was too busy for her grandson. By hear acting like this, I was really starting to get suspicious.
And that suspicion grew more and more every single day. And so did my friends Sean. So me and him decided to devise a plan that would get us into the house.
Tomorrow I am going to talk about what that plan was, and how we were able to get into the house.
Until then, have a good one.
Let the suspense grow..