[Deathwatchz]

Awright (true believer). I have had so many freaky f^&*in' incidents it would take me pages to describe them all.

1) I have had a few incidents of clairvoyance. One time, I had a dream of me and a friend walking down the street, and he got hit by a car, and it broke his leg. the next day, he fell down the stairs and broke them same leg, in the same spot.

2)a few other dreams, not going into any of them, all either cam true, or similar events happened, all stopped when i hung a couple dreamcatchers above my bed.

3) Me and a few of my firends occasionally go to an abandoned mental asylum. Usually around halloween, and once on samhain, at 1 hour to midnight. Right as we got in the back of the building, we all heard a howl, looked at the woods, and every one of us described the exact same image. (6 of us) A large, white creature, looked about the size of a large dog, standing on its hind legs staring at us, then a few seconds after we turned to it, it got down on all fours, and ran like a bat out of hell into the woods. There are no four-legged, bipedal creatures that size. The largest i have heard of is a gopher. (I mean animals that can stnd up on their hind legs if they can run on all four)

4) We have been to the asylum 3 times so far. we have heard things like screams and shouts, but those don't count to me. we took a camcorder with us once, and while recollecting the tape, we have seen three things.
1. Mist on a floor that had none when we were there, and then footprints thru the mist.
2. A little girl, standing in a doorway holding a doll.
3. A man standing in the hall, flexing his arms, dresed in a blue jumper
That shit freaked us out... We didn't see any of it while we were there, but it appeared on tape.

5) Two weeks ago, my friend's grandma died. Last week was his gm's funeral. His mother was standing in front of him, then turned around, said "your grandmother's talking to me", and then dropped dead. The doc's still don't know what happened to her since the funeral last wednesday.

6) My friends moved into a house right down the street from me. I had known then for about 2 years already. Before they moved in, the previous renter had had a heart attack and died in the living room. Before they even found out about it, they had made comments about hearing stuff at night, having random cigarettes appear on the table when they had run out, and other wierd, but beneficial things. After they had found out from their landlord that the other guy died in the living room, he got creeped the F%^K out when my friend said "oh, so THAT'S who's been leaving me cigarettes....."

That's enough stories out of me for right now. I'd love to keep going, but unfortunately, and coincidentally, I have a funeral to go to...