Standing outside that door that is always the question. Should I enter or should I run.
Personally, for me I go inside. Like that boogyman in the closet I open the door because I'm curious, I want to know if there is a boogyman and if so what exactly he/she is.
Do I poke at it, you bet your ass I do, to a point.
I'm often asked, what's it feel like, a demon. The way I explain it is, it feels like someone has shoved their hand into your stomach, right in the center and starts twisting, slowly, like they are tying a knot. The more you ingore it the worse it gets. Sometimes you might get a wicked headache and nausea, that's when I usually bring out the sage water to get it to back off. I've been made aware you're there now stop!!
As scared as I have ever been, and there have been a few times. Like when I bungee jumped off a steel bridge or took a hitch hiking trip from Arizona to New York with my cousin (dumb idea).
The paranormal stuff has never really scared me. A couple times, like Bobby Mackey's I thought I might die the pain was so overwhelming and bad.
I do think the pain, sadness, grief I experienced at Bobby Mackey's was from the deaths that occurred there. It was more than likely the spirit making me feel it, I can't see the demon that resides there doing that but the spirit of the dead, yes. I never made it inside.
Would I go back, sure if I had an army of ghost hunters and lots of black onyx, salt and sage. Just in case.
I don't think kids make up the boogyman, I think they are honestly seeing something in the closet or under the bed and why parents try to convince children there is nothing there is beyond me. If I had kids I would show them I was getting rid of it not just ignoring it. No boogyman but there is a tooth fairy, easter bunny, santa.......
If you live your life never opening the door because you might find something scary you will never know what's there, never fight off your fears and you'll never get rid of the boogyman in the closet, just jump off the bridge, it doesn't have to be a swan dive.
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