- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
I think mine might be the scariest, but thats just me. Heh.
Read this whole thing :D It's not made up.
So my friend, David, his dad lives on a farm. One night, he went outside with his dad on the porch to just talk. They were having a good conversation when my friend saw something at the edge of the forest (they have a meadow then there is a forest). It was like a white figure, looked like a human, but glowing. It appeared at the edge then faded off back into the forest. My friend freaked out and started yelling and asking his dad WTF WAS THAT?!? His dad, sad very calmly that it was a spirit, and that he sees them all the time. They then began another conversatin about how to get in touch with these spirits. His dad told him one way.
It was my friends 16th birthday party and we were at his house, and we began telling freaky stories (it was halloween). Of course, David told the story about how him and his dad saw the white figure. He told us that one way he knew of to connecting with spirits. This is what you have to do: Go to a room with a mirror, and tturn off all the lights so its pitch black. Then stare at the mirror. Once your eyes adjust, you will find in the mirror that its not yourself that you're looking at.
Once he told us this, one of us HAD to do it, I reluctantly volunteered. This was the setup: I would stare in the mirror, holding my friends hand. When I squeezed his hand that meant to turn the lights off (there had to be silence). When I squeezed it again that meant turn the lights back on (I couldn't reach the switch). So it began. He turned the lights off.
I began to see an outline of myself, and then thought to myself that it was a total hoax. Then, after a couple minutes, I started to see my face... and my body... and my arms... My eye brows were slanted down as if I were angry, but I wasn't. My arms were out stretched and I had long fingernails, I focused harder and saw that out of my back were 2 large, black, bloody wings. I also noticed I was breathing hard and deeply. I fell over, and my friend turned the lights on, and as he turned the lights on I saw myself grimace as I fell back down. Allmy friends were huddled around me. To this day, I never go into dark rooms with mirrors.