(As always, you decide if it’s true or completely false)

I remember always having a fascination with ghosts. The idea that something we couldn’t see yet, there was always perplexed me and there was a time when I was really into finding out more about these things that weren’t real in most people’s opinion.

It all started when I was in middle school. My next door neighbor, would tell us these hilarious stories about what he had seen the night before on MTV. He would describe the scenes and story plots perfectly. Personally I remember hanging on his every word, waiting patiently for the punchline. Aside: Years later I found those video clips and I have to be honest I liked his interpretation so much better.

Anyways, getting back on topic. At one point during our little group’s meeting with me, Pink Cheecks, Lava Lips, Crazy Dip and Bonehead; our neighbor Bonehead told us about this really scary website called Sfogs.com, and told us that if we were brave enough we should take a look at it and see what we thought of it. This came shortly after we had gotten our very first desktop computer.

We were really excited to have a new computer and now with this information we could look up so many things that he had told us about. So gathering together, in Crazy Dip’s room we took our first look at this website. Our first glance at this page revealed a warning about the content within being scary and that if you had heart issues or were pregnant you should stay away, etc… so after being the eldest and most responsible I read the warning and like a typical kid, hit the ok button and ventured further. The cite was divided into many different categories such as mythical creatures caught on camera and/or video, ghost caught on camera, fairies caught on video etc… many different kinds of creatures caught on different types of media.

After a few days of constantly checking this website for new images and stories, we were gathered around the computer when all of a sudden a breeze came out of the computer screen. Keep in mind the doors were closed and no fan was on. Sometimes I try to think about it logically that maybe it was the tower of the desktop but the angle is wrong. The angle of the air had been wrong and the breeze too strong.

After being freaked out, we look at each other lava lips, crazy dip and I; and then turned quickly to the fan that had slowly started to turn slowly. Each of us checking the window and doors, we shot up and backed away towards the door. Then the last straw that made us leave the room was the impression on the bed of someone sitting down.

After a few months we forgot the incident and went back on the site, at least I know I did. The curiosity overwhelmed me, I felt the need to get on the website again. That night I had a dream and in that dream I saw a figure. Even to this day I recall trying to call to the figure and it always looked like if it wanted to turn around but never did. All I could see was that it was a he.

After a while I started to see patterns of weird stuff that would happen in our house. But it was just random. It wasn’t until I had a dream of the being that things got even more strange. I know because when I had this particular dream, I was in my old elementary school and I was walking and talking to a guy. I didn’t get the same vibe as when it was the being, so I opened up to him and it felt like if we were there together, like as a couple. In this dream we were at back to school night and I wasn’t sure why we were there but we walked and talked and then all of a sudden I start calling out Merde, like talking to him and he responded. Merde this and Merde that. He held my hand and I smiled. I remember that I had feeling for that person.

I remember thinking that maybe it was like a vision, since once in a great while I would dream about my future. They had mostly… up to that point come true. I still get them and often feel that they are just visions that let me know I am in the right path for my life. So, normally I thought that this guy was who I was going to end up with in the future. Some dude that I would nickname Merde for a reason that I didn’t know yet. Typical romantic not-so-ugly girl wishing upon a dream that love would be possible and that this was the sign to seek.

I held that name in reverence, often thinking that it would be a name that I would hold dear. When I did that, with out realizing it, I had made some sort of connection with this unknown being. That’s right somehow I had managed to make a connection with a ghost; one that hauntingly protected me in a fear inducing way to others and honestly at the time even to myself. Maybe, it was his nickname or had some significance to it…him. After this dream, things started to happen to those around me.

I remember only a few incidences, but they are also the strongest ones, the ones I do remember. I remember once me and my sister Lava Lips had a huge falling out and of course even now in my eyes, it was her fault and I was the one that ended up being hurt physically because she had pulled my hair and had scratched me. I eventually let it go, like I usually do; but, then a few days after she was home alone and as she was walking through our kitchen she heard a noise. All of a sudden the dishes that were properly stacked fell with out being provoked. I remember her saying that she swore she didn’t do it, that all of a sudden they fell.  I had my doubts, but as time went on and more definitive patterns occurred, I knew that the being had tried to take revenge on my sister on my behalf.

I remember on a different occasion, I had a heated argument with my brother Crazy Dip. It was the worst one we had ever had, where he went into a blind rage and actually put his hands around my throat. I remember feeling scared and then summoned the strength to break his grasp and locked myself inside my room. In that same week, he told us that he had nightmares for 3 days, and that he couldn’t sleep because of those nightmares. I remember asking him what they were about, but he stayed quiet and didn’t say. All he said was that he felt something near him when he slept and that he had seen this black figure in the corner of his room a couple of times. At first his lack of sleep made me happy since he had attacked me, but then hearing more details I began to worry for him. He is my brother, and we didn’t call him Crazy Dip for nothing, but he wasn’t this type of crazy.

I remember years later that a renter who lived in the back was complaining about a ghost. Him and his mother both; we had a fling and at one point he got rough with me while playfighting. So much so that he managed to get me on the floor and used his foot on my back to hold me down; at the time my crush on him superseded his utter disrespect. And sure enough shortly after that the revelations started. That he couldn’t sleep, that he felt a weight on his chest, that his mother felt hands around her neck, that they both lost sleep for weeks on end. Eventually, I moved away.

My fiancé and I got an apartment together; and I moved in so it wasn’t empty before we got married. Made it feel like a home, got used to it and then when we got married my husband joined me. However, I never told him about the first night there alone… I was so scared. But found my strength. Merde the ghost tried to follow me; but had no attachment to this new place. This new sanctuary for myself where he was not welcomed; and that night after hearing banging coming from all around. Both from empty and full apartments had knocks coming from them so late in the night. To hear those knocks from the roof on a single story building at 3am was the worst recognition of that night; and instead of subjugating myself to fear, I found my strength, resolve, and power.

That night was the last night that I ever felt my personal ghost nearby.