Okay. Has anyone ever watched a horror flick and then the following night, or nights in some cases, they've had the heebie jeebies and the simplest thing such as a book falling causes them to run to the bathroom?
Well, that's your mind playing tricks on you. You've watched a horror flick, so you're in that "mode" where you're expecting something to happen to you, too. I'm sure I'm not the only one who plays the horror flick out again in my head with myself in it and what I'd do in a situation like that.
That's what happens when you do "Bloody Mary" "Tipsy Tapsy" "Candyman" or anything else. You've been told something happens, so you're waiting for it to happen, and that means the simplest of things can seem like a deathly reaction to the little rhyme you uttered earlier. Bloody Mary, Tipsy Tapsy and another other rhyme made up by kids centuries ago to scare other kids aren't real imo. If they were, then why aren't the spooky version of chain letters real? And if they are, then I must be dead 3 times over.
Also, if you can contact and have some sort of connection with the desceased, good on you. I believe certain people can, but people can so easily lie over the Internet that I won't believe it until I'm given 100% factual proof that you indeed possess this "power" (? If that's the right term.) Sadly, like several other things, a few dramatic people give those who truly can communicate with the deceased a bad name. But the word "paranormal" means:
–adjective
of or pertaining to the claimed occurrence of an event or perception without scientific explanation, as psychokinesis, extrasensoryperception, or other purportedly supernatural phenomena.
It doesn't mean flaunting lies around that you've died, that you can kill people over the Internet and that a ghost is surfing the web and ultimately, Chicken Smoothie.
Amber; Kurt Hummel in training;
Depression is a little bit like happy hour, right?
So, it's gotta be happening somewhere on any given night
Oh nostalgia, I don't need you anymore
I just hope, my perfect stranger, that my kids look more like yours
Patrick Stump - Spotlight (Oh Nostalgia)
Warburton; Rachel Berry wannabe