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I don't personally believe in them. It seems like superstition born from a lack of education. Have you guys ever seen a ghost?
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What did you see?Saw one when I was a kid but I still don't believe in them.
Me, my siblings and some kids from the neighbourhood were checking out a "ghost house" in my village. Was just an abandonded old house, windows boarded up and entrances blocked off with brick walls.What did you see?
I enjoy stuff like this. Like back when /x/ was good. I'm also big into horror movies so I enjoy a good spook.My grandad was a delivery driver who delivered boxes of bread to shops and storehouses and there was this one route he was afraid of. He was never an irrational or superstitious man so naturally you would not be inclined to disregard anything he said that was out of the ordinary. It was not about ghosts per say, no sightings, anything exciting of that sort, but the general sense of fear and unease. This early morning shift which he absolutely hated had him going up this narrow road in a dark claustrophobic forest. There was this small shed in which he had to then get out of the van, unlock it, then dump the stuff before climbing back in. He described it as very eerie and while seeing no one there he never felt completely alone.
Regardless nothing bad or unnatural happened but he absolutely hated driving to that place so much so that he would even bribe his shift manager to let him off going there. Of course bribing can only go so far so one day he did have to go eventually. But it didn't end there, he would actually pay his half-cousin and nephew to sit in the van with him up that road. If I recall they could both see why he went as far to dish out dough for company because it was indeed off putting driving around there at night.
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It sort of reminds me that as much as I don't believe in the whole wandering spirits thing I do acknowledge that some places have a bad omen to it. Even if I was 100% scientifically assured that there was no such thing as demons or spirits, that would not last long if I was ever in one of them abandoned places on my own. Your mind or gut instinct tells you something is not right, it is like if a random bush rustled in the wind while you are camping alone. There's a 80% chance its just the wind, or a slim chance of it being a rodent that just passed by but you still look over your shoulder. Even if you had all the evidence to suggest there was nothing there, you would still look over your shoulders seconds after the fact.
Apologies if this was not a spooky scary story because it was really just my grandad being paranoid. It does not mean I do not relate to him but it is understandable as to why someone might become superstitious and assume the worst. Life has a way of humbling people or turning them into schizos, eitherway.
I enjoy walking along at night or really early in the morning through abandoned places or bad zones. Old factories, abandoned railroads, shity neighborhoods.My grandad was a delivery driver who delivered boxes of bread to shops and storehouses and there was this one route he was afraid of. He was never an irrational or superstitious man so naturally you would not be inclined to disregard anything he said that was out of the ordinary. It was not about ghosts per say, no sightings, anything exciting of that sort, but the general sense of fear and unease. This early morning shift which he absolutely hated had him going up this narrow road in a dark claustrophobic forest. There was this small shed in which he had to then get out of the van, unlock it, then dump the stuff before climbing back in. He described it as very eerie and while seeing no one there he never felt completely alone.
Regardless nothing bad or unnatural happened but he absolutely hated driving to that place so much so that he would even bribe his shift manager to let him off going there. Of course bribing can only go so far so one day he did have to go eventually. But it didn't end there, he would actually pay his half-cousin and nephew to sit in the van with him up that road. If I recall they could both see why he went as far to dish out dough for company because it was indeed off putting driving around there at night.
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It sort of reminds me that as much as I don't believe in the whole wandering spirits thing I do acknowledge that some places have a bad omen to it. Even if I was 100% scientifically assured that there was no such thing as demons or spirits, that would not last long if I was ever in one of them abandoned places on my own. Your mind or gut instinct tells you something is not right, it is like if a random bush rustled in the wind while you are camping alone. There's a 80% chance its just the wind, or a slim chance of it being a rodent that just passed by but you still look over your shoulder. Even if you had all the evidence to suggest there was nothing there, you would still look over your shoulders seconds after the fact.
Apologies if this was not a spooky scary story because it was really just my grandad being paranoid. It does not mean I do not relate to him but it is understandable as to why someone might become superstitious and assume the worst. Life has a way of humbling people or turning them into schizos, eitherway.
I feel you. I'm genuinely envious of a female friend of mine who gets scared by basically everything. How exciting!No, but I wish I did.
I fucking love fear, horror, supernatural spookiness, all that.
When I was a kid I was absolutely obsessed with reading about "real" haunted places, books about ghosts, all that stuff.
I literally checked out every book on ghosts and UFOs in the local library.
I miss that magic. The mystery, the thrill, the fear.
But now I'm so desensitized and jaded I can't get a good spook/scare out of anything.
I'll always wonder how the fuck you guys love fear. I cannot be thrilled by fear for the life of me and can even hardly watch overt (as in, not suggested) murder scenes in movies. How the hell do you do that?I fucking love fear, horror, supernatural spookiness, all that.
Horror media is probably the safest method to experience the thrill of a primal feeling. Living in a pampered 1st world country with free education and health care, you don't really feel genuine terror which is ofc a good thing but I guess some just think it's part of the human experience and it's just one way to feel excitement in contrast to our otherwise peaceful lives. I think the same goes for thrill seekers who go bungie jumping or parachuting.I'll always wonder how the fuck you guys love fear. I cannot be thrilled by fear for the life of me and can even hardly watch overt (as in, not suggested) murder scenes in movies. How the hell do you do that?
what is your favorite horror media?Horror media is probably the safest method to experience the thrill of a primal feeling. Living in a pampered 1st world country with free education and health care, you don't really feel genuine terror which is ofc a good thing but I guess some just think it's part of the human experience and it's just one way to feel excitement in contrast to our otherwise peaceful lives. I think the same goes for thrill seekers who go bungie jumping or parachuting.
I'll always wonder how the fuck you guys love fear. I cannot be thrilled by fear for the life of me and can even hardly watch overt (as in, not suggested) murder scenes in movies. How the hell do you do that?
the remake of Suspiria, Hereditary and The Void are probably my favourites.what is your favorite horror media?
i like suspiria a lotthe remake of Suspiria, Hereditary and The Void are probably my favourites.
what is your favorite horror media?