Pen Throwing Ghost
One time I was at my best friend Raina's house. A man named Fred Shluck died in her basement. How do I know this? Because my Great Grandmother talks about him. They were great friends.
As Raina, her mom, Shari, and I sat in her basement searching for the ghost, Shari had to use the restroom. Raina and I turned on the TV and asked the ghost to move the pen we had placed on top of her TV in a remote control tray.
After five minutes of no contact, we were about to give up. Suddenly, the pen flew off of the TV and onto the floor!
To this day I won't step foot in her house!
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