Well I guess I'll start off with my story.
A while back when I was around 6 years old I was in the car with my parents. I believe we were on the way to the grocery store, and there's a cemetery on the way. So as we pass this cemetery, I see a boy by a tombstone with a flower in his hand. He looked to be around 10. So being the O-So-Curious 6 year old I was, I asked my parents "Mommy, why is that boy there all alone?"
They looked at the cemetery with confusion, then exchanged glances. Then they said, he must be visiting a passed family member.
But recently I was told, when they looked at the cemetery, there was nobody there.
Another story would be when I was 14. There's a giant forest behind my house and if you follow a path, you can get to the Chattahoochee River. So I walked outside to water the plants at night (because I had forgotten to earlier) and I heard a crackle. Looked up to see nothing but blankness. Then followed a hear splitting shriek coming from within the forest. I went inside nearly shitting myself, asking my parents "What the hell was that?? Did you hear it??"
I got the reply "Hear what?" I told myself HA -blam!- THAT, and decided to water the plants in the morning.
And I know I heard it, my dog reacted to the scream as well.
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My mom pretended one time to run out of gas in the middle of a cemetery, I was six and watched a horror movie an hour before. #BestMomEver