encounteringtheparanormal

nights start out with alcohol, alcohol leads to bad decisions. Such as breaking and entering.

a group of four, and a bottle of bourbon playing an impossible game of ‘i never’ (impossible because the 2 boys in the game are aiming the questions at each other, ie. ‘i’ve never eaten pussy.’ ‘i’ve never fucked someone up the arse’). The boys grow bored and start to go through the belongings of the previous tenant. A catholic priest who had died in a nursing home within the last few years. The tenant after him was present and going through her old belongings, that her family had left there. The boys find bibles, among many other things. They then decide to burn the bibles and use the cases to hold their own belongings.

The girl who had lived in the house begins to talk of the priest, and strange occurences from when she had called this home. The boys took this as a joke, laughing the entire time. Then to make a piont one jumped up laughing saying he was possesd, a plastic cup of bourbon in his hand. As he pretends to convulse, and flails his arms about the bourbon pours all over his face and into his eyes. Then yelling in pain he rushes to the laundry taps, turning them on and splashing the water into his face, continuing to holler about how the water from the tap was burning hot. It’s possible he turned the wrong tap on, but even so the electricity wasn’t even on in this house, I doubt the water heater would have been. The water also wouldn’t have been instantly hot. The pipes weren’t simply hot either because it hadn’t been that hot of a day, and it was fairly well into the night.

We didn’t think about any of this at all untill later, but this next one struck us.

As it all settled down again and we sat around the table drinking the bourbon, we talked and made jokes. Like usual. Next thing we know we hear the front door upstairs opening and a good 5 footsteps on the wood floor. Being in this place illegaly, we hid as fast as we can. For all we know it’s cops or the owner of the house. As we settle into our hiding spot, (it was damm good) one of the boys suggests he should check it out. Being the gutless wonders we are, we let him. We saw him walk around the house, and before we knew it he was back, reporting that there was not even a car outside. No one was in the house upstairs. We didn’t hear any footsteps after that either. We’ve tried as hard as we can to figure this one out, to disprove it,but no immediate explanation comes to mind. I’d like to know what happened, but i probably won’t ever find out.

The first one could be cast off as something we haven’t thought of, there is probably an explanation that I’m not jsut seeing, but the second? All four of us hear the door open, we heard the foot steps, and then nothing. It plagues me.
This is all true, I know it sounds like a really bad scary movie, it even has the set up of the dead priest (who as i have been told lived with a women he loved but could never marry because of his commitment to the church, this is just sounding waaaaaaaaaaaay to cheesy). I’m going to say this again, because I’m having a hard time believing it, this is all true.