About six months after he died and two months after my family moved into his old home, I saw my grandfather walk through my bedroom. Literally through one wall to another. I do not believe in ghosts! But fairly certain I saw one.
i have a very long thread about it, i feel like i should warn you it's very long. but it had to be that long to explain how weird and creepy the whole thing was. short version, i don't believe in ghosts but this thing happened and now i'm not sure.
Years ago, I was DM'ing an all night D&D thing at a game store. The first character I ever played was now an NPC in the campaign. She elderly, and full of terrible regrets. As the characters left, she burned her house down...
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There was a phone call for me.
It was my parents.
Our house was on fire.