I stayed with a friend one night during holiday break from school. I’m not sure what time it was, but I awoke to find a man sitting on top of me with his hands around my throat, choking me. I tried to stuggle, but he had my arms pinned by my side. Just as I thought I was dead for sure, he vanished. The next morning I told my friend what had happened. She seemed confused. She said that things did happen in the house that they attributed to a ghost, but that they had always been harmless stuff. Things falling off a shelf, doors opening, that type of stuff.But she couldn’t deny the marks on my neck. I guess that her ghost just didn’t like me. I never stayed in that house again.
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