Shampoo Bottle Throwing Ghost...

So I'm not terrified by many things.

I LOVE ghosts. Anything paranormal I'm all about. Doesn't mean they don't terrify me. Ghost movies are my favourite for that reason. Anywaysssss...

Two nights ago I woke up in the middle of the night to release the tension in my bladder. Ha. So, being lazy and not wanting to completely wake myself up I decide to do all this without turning any lights on. I'm sitting down and all of a sudden I heard something in my shower. I have this humongous walk in shower and honestly.. if someone was in there the only way to know is if I went in too.

I obviously wasn't going to do that so I returned to my bed and decided to ignore it and go back to sleep. Well, I had the most terrifying nightmare ever that night. Basically there was "something" in my room that kept opening the doors to the closets and particularly the door to the creepy attic/storage area. The dream terrified me so bad that when I woke up in the middle of it I couldn't go back to bed and just laid there in fear.

It's hard to describe this because honestly.. you couldn't see what I was. It won't make much sense.. or even be scary to you. Fuck it. All of you are laughing at my patheticness right now.

So after watching a marathon of that new tv show "Psychic Kids" or whatever on A&E I went to bed around midnight. All of a sudden I was woken up by this loud sound. It sounded like someone took my shampoo and threw it in my bathroom. For the next half an hour or so I laid in my bed.. covers over my head... trembling, almost in tears. The sound wasnt stopping. I was convinced there was SOMETHING in my bathroom.

Finally I got the courage to jump out of bed and run downstairs. I got to the living room and the phone rang. It was Bob's cellphone. I answered too late. I tried calling back but it went straight to voicemail. Finally he answered.

HE WAS FUCKING LOCKED OUT AND HAD BEEN THROWING BOTTLES AT MY GOD DAMN BALCONY FOR THE PAST HALF AN HOUR.

When I answered the door I was literally shaking and crying. I was so terrified for nothing.



Of course I called Emma to tell her. I needed to tell someone! About 2 hours later after my body calmed I fell back asleep.



There. My paranormal experience. Ha.