Oh my goodness will my paranoia be acting up tonight!
But, I'll tell ya'll just for the fun. xD
Something insomniacs (I'm one) want you all to know is, when we're tired we see things and we get really creative. So, from time to time I would see things that are pretty scary. *-*
Also, whenever I get involved in something scary it usually gets stuck in my head and it bothers me. Recently, I've listened and read to the Creepypasta story, Stubb's Clubhouse [IF YOU'RE AFRAID OF CLOWNS, CLUBHOUSES, OR PARNORMAL STUFF: DON'T READ/LISTEN TO]. Click the spoiler if you want to continue. Warning: Disturbing and dark!
My brother and I got so paranoid, that we started to hear and see things we knew we fake! It eventually came to the point where Jason and I couldn't go to the bathroom, at all. Nor even leave our rooms to go to eat or school.
Then, the day my house got robbed.
My family and some of my dad's friends were over. It was nighttime, and we all were sleeping. Suddenly, my mom shaked me awake..
"Honey wake up!" was what I remember her saying. She sounded so panicked. To her, I was a mirror. If she's sad, I'm sad. If she's angry, I'm angry. Etc.
I asked her what was going on and she looked out the window. Down our driveway was a line of cars, guys in black costumes getting out.
My mom woke up Jason (we slept in the same room with our older sister). I literally was only 5.
My parents and their friends gathered into the laundry room, which was in the basement. Gods, I hated that room so much!
At the exact moment, my body suddenly decided "YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD MAKE THIS THE WORST POSSIBLE MOMENT EVER? IF SUDDENLY YOU HAD TO PEE".
So my mom and I snuck upstairs. I went to the bathroom and we went back down. On the way down, I was behind my mom, and I looked at the window to see what type of day it was. But what scared me was there was a completely black face with white glowing eyes and a red mouth staring at me. I screaming into my mom's back and ran downstairs. I never knew if that was my imagination, or a robber dressed up with makeup.
Lastly
My brother goes to Ohio University. So everyday, he wakes up EARLY EARLY in the morning, flies to Ohio for school, and flies back when his classes are over. Well, he said to me that Ohio University isn't only the most nicest college in Ohio, but it's also the most haunted!
Back then around the 90's it was a mental asylum, and the people there were treated very poorly. But one day a girl was put in there, but she had no problems! So suddenly, she managed to escape and they couldn't find her. She locked herself in a top room and died there, her stain of the body forever left in the cement and could never be removed. Yeah, it's still there! And Jason has access to that very room!
But what scared me the most, was Jason said the time she was up there she carved letters and numbers into the window sill. He looked at the broken piece of the window sill and literally he took a picture and showed me. Something I noticed was that my last name was spelt on the plate! [/color][/font][/i]