Edit: BM whyyy
@Phylum
Nah son you don't understand. The dreams weren't fucked up in the ooo scary bad dream sense. The part that gets me is the fact that the house always appears in a state that I've never seen it in, that's never been described to me, and when I told my parents about it in a passing moment (I mentioned things like the kitchen being full of jarred vegetables and some of the rooms just not existing and thought it was weird) and they'd be like wtf your grandma used to jar shit with her friends all the time years before you were born and she became old and senile on 50 different meds at all times. It just weirds me out, because these are things I never knew were things until I just rambled about dreams I've had and someone was like "um x qs me"
The only "scary" that ever happens is this room that gives everyone and their mothers bad vibes if you go anywhere near the damn door, god forbid you actually enter it. It's almost as bad as that feeling you get when entering a cathedral. "Man this is cool but why does it feel like someone just set my stomach on fire". But anyways, the room always appears pitch black past the door fram for some reason and that's way too spooky for dream me.
Thinking it was haunted wasn't pre established. It was a conclusion I came to after roughly 18 years of actually living in the house, then visiting the house, then finally only ever passing by it. And I only call it that now because I'm not the only one who experienced weird crap in the house, nor am I the only one that got the bad feelings around certain parts of the house. Even my dad, the most skeptical god damn person in the universe, has experienced shit in that house and he refuses to talk about it because he has such strong disbelief in whatever the fuck it could possibly be.
Also, hilariously, ever since I moved away from that street the house was on I haven't had a single dream about it. Probably just coincidence, though. Dreams are funny things.
When it gets down to it, it doesn't matter whether you believe something like this or not. You really just have to experience something first hand to be able to make a proper judgement of whatever it is.
Edit edit: I know it's entirely possible people have just been fucking with me my entire life but oh well, it's not like I'm 100% dead set on IT WAS GHOSTS THE WHOLE TIME. It makes for fun story times.
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There are a bunch of possible explanations. My personal favourite is infra-sound. Have a read of the paper mentioned in that article; it's fascinating. |
That makes enough sense for me to accept vibrations as the reason for any and all weird fucked up shit I experienced that may have been GHOASTS