Have you ever felt or believed that dead spirits are watching your every move? Well that happened to me... He was in my bedroom...*sobs* IN MY BEDROOM...
It was just like any other mediocre day. I was washing dishes in the kitchen while listening to the radio. But suddenly the radio cut off and the lights went black as if it was night during a thunderstorm,but it was not. There was a raspy whisper that sounded like my now deceased husband. The voice said,"Do you believe in the undead." And then as if a whirlwind came upon me, IT grabbed my shoulder and spun me round to let me see it's bloody skeletal facial features. I woke up, the kitchen