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Here’s some creepy, scary stuff to start the Halloween Season….Sensitive Readers should brace themselves. There is no cheesy Zombie screaming shit.
My grandmother “Oma” died in 1971. Then I started having dreams. The dreams came daily, then weekly then every month or so. I kept having them for years but it was every so often.
Let’s go beyond Bigfoot, shall we?
We’ve collected some stuff that will give you the willies.