Ghosts aren't real, but I had a spooky experience as a kid that I've never been able to explain.
My cousin and I were playing hide and seek at our grandparents' house. We hid together in the closet in my mom's old bedroom. I couldn't have been older than 10.
I remember looking down at the door where the light from outside the closet lit the floor and our shoes. I noticed that the light seemed to rise up the door a bit, which I thought was interesting. I turned my head to speak to my cousin, and that's when I noticed the goddamnedest thing.
There was a glowing, clawed green hand resting on his shoulder.
He saw it about the same time as I did, and we burst through the door screaming. We found our grandparents and made them come to the room with us to check. We pulled every stitch of clothing from the closet but found nothing: certainly no hands, but neither were there any green clothes or anything that glowed.
10/13/2021 5:03:18 PM