I can see spirits. I'm begging you, respond!

[Alice In Wonderland]

I don't SEE ghosts, themselves, but here's something you might want to try:
Use a Oija board. Ask who's there. Ask how many are there. You can't be joking, this is very serious. Put all the lights out. Keep someone near in case you might get possesed, hurt ect. by a spirit. Ask very MEANINGFUL QUESTIONS! Nothing like "Can you turn my IPod off?" or "Move the table into the corner!". That will get them mad enough to want to KILL you. I used one once. A chair flew FROM DOWNSTAIRS to my freind's room UPSTAIRS!

[Alice In Wonderland]

It's also not true that you have to beleive in them. I didn't believe until I saw one. I FREAKED!!!

[rabbithaver]

Ouija board? Are you serious? Those invite the evil spirits that can possess people.

Also, I said I don't know what its like to not believe, so I wouldn't knowif you have to believe in one.

[thisaccountisgone]

I am followed around by a little ghost child, umm.. his name.. He has not told me yet. There's one named Sarah and another named Daisy.. But there both very nice. They have an older brother that likes me, though.

6 people were murdered on my house grounds. No. Joke.

[rabbithaver]

Wow. That's cool. xD *is morbid and creepifying*

[Wavesong]

0_o;... Okay..
Well. We are the first owners of our house and always owned it, so they're no ghosts here XD
But I still don't believe in them =S
*is rather logical/scientific*
I love to know about this stuff though. And If I was able to see one...
That would be great. And creepy. And totally disturbing o_o

[rabbithaver]

Yeah. I guess dead people should stay dead. *hit by book* OW! DENNIS! *storms off to yell at Phantom Dennis*

[Wavesong]

ow0; they hit you with books? Isn't that dangerous?
I thought they couldn't touch anything. o_o

[rabbithaver]

Apperantly they can. *ducks a hurtling book* You can stop that now, Dennis.

[aihal]

What a surprise, attention-seeking behavior gets attention. 'Grats on your success, dear. Aren't you a happy little nugget, with people finally thinking you're special and all? C'est la vie.
Or c'est la mort, in this case.

What I'm saying is that no, I don't think you're crazy, I think you're a young adolescent who has been fed garbage all through your psychological development about being 'special,' and now that you've grown enough to realize you're just an average sort of girl like the rest of us, you're trying to compensate. And look! It might be working. Good for you. Tell Dennis hello from me.