Two kitties telling ghost stories by the campfire! It’s more fun with creepy guitar noises and dressing up as a ghost!
Do you have any ghost stories, any experiences? Do you believe in ghosts? I’ve had quiet a few experiences over the years, things that I can’t explain. One of the earliest memories was in a big old house we lived in in Inglewood, California. My brother and I shared a room (even though we had guest rooms…) and one day our two Doberman Pinschers, Max and Chief, started fighting. My mom and stepdad sent us up to our room to stay out of the way. We both sat on my brother’s bed which was next to the wall with a window. With our legs dangling between the bed and the wall, we sat there watching out the window to the yard below, as my mom, stepdad, and a couple of my mom’s workers tried to separate the dogs with water from a hose.
Suddenly I felt hands on my legs and they were pulling, like trying to pull me under the bed. I started panicking and crying, my brother sat next to me looking at me like I’m losing my mind. I scream out that someone is pulling my legs, and scream for my mom. All the adults come running into the house, upstairs to our room, because I’m screaming bloody murder, holding on to the bed. My stepdad grabs me and pulls me off the bed, asking what is going on. I tell him and there’s confusion like, what? What do you mean? They look under the bed, nothing. Look in the closet, and then start looking around the house for someone. They didn’t find anyone. My legs had marks all over that they couldn’t explain. To this day, I refuse to have my bed alongside a wall.
