Well once I thought I saw a witch coming to kill me when I was six but later found out it was my mother's boyfriend trying to scare me out of the bathroom at 4:00 in the morning.
Next, I see a disco-like array of white lights all the time for some reason but it's probably nothing.
Finally, I don't even believe any of this really exists. This is all bullocks (not the thread) because I mean it's weird. If you think about it we don't even really have a soul. It's just several organs that work together so we can live, feel, and think.

I guess my faith kinda forces me to believe in the paranormal. Being a christian, believing in the ultimate good and the ultimate evil, I strongly believe in the paranormal. Life isn't full of justice, thats why I refuse to believe that when a sinner dies they get away with their crimes.
I think we all believe in God wether we like it or not. I bet some of the people in the 9/11 planes didnt believe in God, but I bet they prayed to him. So if we believe in God, we believe in heaven, and if there is heaven there must be a hell and ghosts and demoons. Demons were actually angels that waged war on God and were thrown from Heaven, and I know people like to believe in angels so their must be demons.

I reckon that all the paranormal things that we think exist are just stuff we make up to explain things that happen to us. Like the greeks made up gods n sh!t to explain why the sun moved across the sky and stuff. I think eventually we will be able to explain all these things in one way or another but we need something to believe so that we can explain why it happens 'cos if we can't explain it then it's scary.

eh?

ok.. that was WEIRD!!

"Wisconsin [has] more ghosts per
mile than any state in the nation."
-- Folklorist Robert Gard

http://weird-wi.com/

This stuff freaks me out... Im sure I sound really pathetic by saying that, but it does. Ghosts and stuff just scare me, even though Im not sure if I believe in them or not. I dont believe in vampires though. I used to, when I was a kid, cause my Dad used to deliberatly scare me. It actually messed me up pretty bad back then, I had to sleep with a pillow over my neck...

hah, when i was smaller i used to believe there was something evil underneath my bed and in the cupboards, i always left the bedroom door open so that i could be able to run out and scream !

^YES! And I always had to make sure that there was nothing in my way between my bed and the door, and then between my door and my mums door. I was a really paranoid kid, I kept three torches by my pillow (incase one ran out), a glass of water incase a vampire came in (I prayed on it, so that made it holy water in my mind) and I always ate garlic bread before I went to bed. I hated garlic sooo much back then, but thats how scared I was.

^oh my god. i was scared of a tree outside of my window. and when it rained at night i thought there was a mud man that was going to come in my window and kill me..