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This is what i want to see when i call out, "honey, I'm home..."
Oh my god I just need to find someone as obsessed with death and serial killers as I am and we can have the day there together. I hate museums but this seems amazing. Fuck you bitch who left me and now doesn't get to enjoy his with me. Fuck fuck fuck.
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Did you know this is actually true? In 2008 a Japanese man started noticing that food was disappearing and things were out of place, so he set up some cameras and, well, you know the rest...
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The new paranormal: families coping with ghosts include the Rudises, the Shumans and the McGlones (above). ( )The new paranormal: families coping with ghosts include the Rudises, the Shumans and th…
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Moosham ‘Witches’ Castle - Salzburg, Austria - ‘World of the Paranormal’ are short bite sized posts covering paranormal locations, events, personalities and objects from all across the globe. Follow The Paranormal Guide at: www.theparanormalguide.com/blog
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Screaming Tunnel - Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada - (Other versions state the girl was killed and burned by her father in the tunnel after losing custody of her in a divorce battle or that she was raped, killed and set afire in attempts to hide the evidence.) - ‘World of the Paranormal’ are short bite sized posts covering paranormal locations, events, personalities and objects from all across the globe. Follow The Paranormal Guide at: www.theparanormalguide.com/blog
Charlie No-Face aka Green Man
Venture to some of the tunnels, abandoned houses and lonely roads of Pennsylvania and you might come across Charlie No-Face aka Green Man. He was left horrifically mutilated and with glowing green...
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The haunting of Jackie Hernandez
Note: This is the edited and updated revision of this post. The original was written in 2009 and was unedited. In the summer of 1989 in a quiet neighborhood in San Pedro, California, Jackie Hernandez awoke in the middle of the night to see a ghastly vision in her children's bedroom. Sitting in one of the beds, looking right at her, was the image of a haggard old man. He wore a lumberjack flannel shirt and denim suspenders. Jackie was petrified by terror. And in that twilight moment of…