So I was watching more ghost/haunted/paranormal stuff because some how my life always takes me back to that section of youtube. And I realize, I’m almost certain I’m deathly afraid of ghosts, not that I believe that they’ll ever hurt me, but because as a child this is what they looked like to me, whether is be a dream or some sort of half conscious vision, this is a ghost.

Some faceless, wreath of barbs wearing patron of the damned who has no limbs, is really fucking tall, and whose head is slightly cocked to one side as they constantly watch you. They may butt up against walls as you walk through a hallway or completely block your path as you try to go through a door way. They may live in your closet, your basement, or your attic. They have a gray sort of aura, like there’s a really dim light behind them that kind of points out their weird extremities. I’m not really sure their drowns are wreaths of bars or their hair, or just some sort of stick ornament on their heads.They have nothing but voids for eyes, while their skin is wrinkled, I suppose, around their eyes, unless it’s just cracked and their cheeks show through their thin, pale skin. If you can even call it skin. Sometimes they have teeth, sometimes they don’t. Their appearance is overall haggard.

This is my ghost, or at least the best interpretation i can fathom now as I haven’t seen something like this in a long while.

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