Being it’s almost Halloween and October is damn near over.. lemme tell you a funny yet creepy ghost experience I’ve had. It’s nothing special I swear. It’s kinda funny. Yes.
~It was summer, august to be exact I had just gotten back from Florida with my family. So after getting back we had to stop by my uncle’s house in Queens. It’s in a part of Queens I don’t even know, not even to this day. The house was small, and two floors with about several bedrooms. I decide to explore a little bit inside, I get to a window in the back of the house looking towards the backyard. The backyard is small, and there’s a fence so you couldn’t be disturbed by what lied ahead. So, me being the kinda person I am decide well s—t I wanna see what’s over there. I go upstairs, its waaay more secluded then, downstairs and head for the window. To my dismay, before my eyeballs a cemetery yards and yards of headstones back to back. I’m like… they have.. a cemetery … in the back yard ? What if like, zombies? Come on.. really ?
So, I head back downstairs it’s almost time to go, I make sure to use the bathroom before I go home. So, I got in the bathroom pull my shorts and my underwear down to do the business. So, I’m just casually just letting everything flow and waiting for my bladder to empty. When, I’m just about finished I noticed something caught the corner of my eye. It’s the toilet paper on the roll. You’d think “well, yeah you have to wipe right ?” “Why else would you look at it ?”” it’s a automatic reaction.” But, no that was far from it. When I look at the toilet paper my eyes widened to the size of saucers. The toilet paper started rolling out by itself, it kept going and going and going until it touched the floor. I just sat there looking at the toilet paper like… um.. what ? So, when it stops I’m just kinda stuck there like, How does one reaction to this ? Should I say thank you ? Why ? How? I Kid you not, the windows were closed and the air was not on in the bathroom. What I speak is true. All in all, I still used the paper and left. In a way it didn’t bother me much because.. A cemetery in the backyard, did you expect not to have something wander. Who knows.. there could be bodies under that house that they don’t even know about. They probably think well hmmpf I can come and go if I want. I live here.
Well, that’s just one story.. I have more but, I’ll share those anytime. :)