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Close encounters of the... well, I'm not entirely sure what kind.

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joan blondell
I'd tell you, but big brother's watching...
Paranormal Activity Research Association of Denver (of which I am a member)

Close encounters of the... well, I'm not entirely sure what kind.

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Crisis Core Sephiroth, Um...four?
So I wake up with chills this morning. It's been happening a lot lately. I sleep in an attic. It's July. I have a thermometer up there. It's between 80 and 90 degrees in the summer up there. So yeah, probably not normal to be waking up shivering. It's gone within a few seconds and the room is hot as hell again. A week or so ago, when I woke up cold I just knew someone was behind me, touching me. I said, "I know you're there," and turned my head to see if there was actually anyone visible but it was gone - cold and all - as soon as I could turn and look.
So today.
Wake up cold, realize there's someone in bed with me, spooning me. Whoever it is pinches my ass twice.
I say, "You can't do that" and a man's voice responds, "Why not?"
I'm still fuzzy so I say, "Because I don't know your name."
And he says, "I think it's Michael," as I'm trying to get a look at him.
Couldn't make out any distinct features. Just a human shaped figure whose face (...ish) was over mine by this point.
He was fading by then but I wanted more answers. I couldn't really talk to ask him anything else because I swear he was trying to kiss me, too. O_O

So I guess the ghost in the attic's name is Michael (maybe - he thinks it is, anyway) and I think it's pretty safe to assume he likes me.
I got my digital recorder from Amazon and it seems pretty easy to use, so I'm gonna have to have me a little EVP session with Michael soon...

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