Quote from: akwilly on June 05, 2015, 07:13:03 PMthis might be off topic but I have trained my body to be able to go number2 without going number1

Quote from: 21st Century Man on October 19, 2014, 01:02:29 AMI wanna hear about the succubi.  I've always had sort of a fantasy about them.  As long as they don't turn into old hags, that is.

Quote from: Northcoaster on September 04, 2015, 10:51:16 PMCan anyone explain to me what 3 million volts at an amp means?

Quote from: (Sandman) Logan-5 on September 04, 2015, 10:53:59 PMVoltage is the electrical push and amperage is the electrical current.
Current is what will kill you.

Quote from: Laser on March 16, 2023, 02:49:30 AMFrom the Your Supernatural Experiences thread.


This nostalgic quasi-nightmare came to mind immediately.

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Quote from: ZomZom on September 18, 2015, 11:16:22 AMWhen I was maybe five or six years old (1970 or 71) I was about to fall asleep one night when my sister, sleeping in a twin bed on the opposite side of the room, called my name.  I rolled over to face her, prepared to tell her to get to sleep.  Instead, I saw two little men standing in the hallway door, completely black, wearing brimmed hats.  These men were connected in the middle so that a bar of black joined them at their midsection.  I could not see through them, and the black was completely black, like an absence of light rather than a color.

They started to come into the room, sort of waddling as they moved.  "They're coming in," my sister said.  I replied, "I know."

The next thing I remember is coming to on a couch in the downstairs living room.  I was on my mother's lap, crying.  I remember being confused that I didn't remember beginning to cry, or remember having walked down the stairs.  My sister was crying on my father's lap.

The next day my sister and I were across the street in a friend's garage with a bunch of the neighborhood kids.  I told them we had seen a ghost the night before.  I explained that the ghost looked like two little hat-wearing men that were connected in the middle, but my sister interrupted and said that wasn't what they looked like at all.  She said they looked like worms.  I was angry that no one would believe our already-incredible story now that she was saying she saw something different than I did.

All the kids left the garage to go play, but I stayed behind a moment.  I stared at my feet and the garage floor, and told myself to never forget that what happened that night was real.

From the Your Supernatural Experiences thread.

Quote from: ZomZom on September 18, 2015, 11:16:22 AMWhen I was maybe five or six years old (1970 or 71) I was about to fall asleep one night when my sister, sleeping in a twin bed on the opposite side of the room, called my name.  I rolled over to face her, prepared to tell her to get to sleep.  Instead, I saw two little men standing in the hallway door, completely black, wearing brimmed hats.  These men were connected in the middle so that a bar of black joined them at their midsection.  I could not see through them, and the black was completely black, like an absence of light rather than a color.

They started to come into the room, sort of waddling as they moved.  "They're coming in," my sister said.  I replied, "I know."

The next thing I remember is coming to on a couch in the downstairs living room.  I was on my mother's lap, crying.  I remember being confused that I didn't remember beginning to cry, or remember having walked down the stairs.  My sister was crying on my father's lap.

The next day my sister and I were across the street in a friend's garage with a bunch of the neighborhood kids.  I told them we had seen a ghost the night before.  I explained that the ghost looked like two little hat-wearing men that were connected in the middle, but my sister interrupted and said that wasn't what they looked like at all.  She said they looked like worms.  I was angry that no one would believe our already-incredible story now that she was saying she saw something different than I did.

All the kids left the garage to go play, but I stayed behind a moment.  I stared at my feet and the garage floor, and told myself to never forget that what happened that night was real.

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