Serious nigger ghosts in my home

[Vermilioncore]

Ever since we moved into this new home it smells like grape weed or some black lady's perfume. Also, the carpet looks like it used to be purple. It feels like there are spooky nigger ghosts roaming the home!

 

[Deleted member 19079]

spooky nigger

 

[Deleted member 18515]

kek, a pale nigger

 

[Deleted member 12355]

if you see something glowing in the dark you know what to do

 

[Deleted member 19971]

spooky nigger ghosts

 

[Guest2]

rape weed

ded srs?

 

[2340922]

Why did u moved there?

 

[needsolution]

Why did u moved there?

probably small price for renting like in horrors

 

[2340922]

probably small price for renting like in horrors

I hope man

 

[needsolution]

I hope man

i guess im that pathetic that even ghosts would have mercy on me

 

[2340922]

i guess im that pathetic that even ghosts would have mercy on me

If i would be a ghost i would touch ur leg at night

 

[needsolution]

If i would be a ghost i would touch ur leg at night

 

[Deleted member 4159]

@Red Pill Rage has a legitmate story about ghosts. Post it please.

 

[iblamemyself]

Maybe the previous owner smoked a lot of weed. That shit stinks forever. But your home might also be possessed by nigger ghosts or demons.

 

[Deleted member 14382]

@Red Pill Rage has a legitmate story about ghosts. Post it please.

OK, here it goes.

Back in the early-80's, my mother was on vacation in Sicily to visit relatives.

Late one night, as she laid in bed, writing a letter to my dad on the second floor of my grandmother's house, she looked up and noticed that the window curtains were rustling by themselves, even though the windows were closed.
A moment later, she witnessed an imposing figure appear: a tall, blonde man, dressed in a World War II military uniform. He had a cold, blank look on his pallid face, and slowly started approaching her, with his arms stretched out.
My mother suddenly froze with fear, and clenched her fists very tightly. The moment she did this, the apparition started to walk backwards, until it finally vanished behind the curtains.

The next morning, my mom went across the street to stop by and say hello to an elderly couple, whom she knew since childhood.
The old woman prepared some espresso, and they all talked, as they usually did. My mother did not mention the ghostly encounter she'd had the previous night, and intended to keep it a secret from everyone except my dad.
But, at one point in the conversation, the husband of the elderly woman asked my mother: "By the way, did you get a strange visitor last night? My wife and I were up past our bedtime, arguing with a mysterious soldier who somehow entered our house. He spoke a language that we didn't understand. It sounded like German or English. We tried to get rid of him, but he refused to leave. We finally convinced him to go by directing him to visit you. We figured that, since you speak English, perhaps you could understand what he is saying".

 

[TheSecondComing]

nigger

 

[Dionysus]

never seen a black ghost

 

[jackwolfskin999]

OK, here it goes.

Back in the early-80's, my mother was on vacation in Sicily to visit relatives.

Late one night, as she laid in bed, writing a letter to my dad on the second floor of my grandmother's house, she looked up and noticed that the window curtains were rustling by themselves, even though the windows were closed.
A moment later, she witnessed an imposing figure appear: a tall, blonde man, dressed in a World War II military uniform. He had a cold, blank look on his pallid face, and slowly started approaching her, with his arms stretched out.
My mother suddenly froze with fear, and clenched her fists very tightly. The moment she did this, the apparition started to walk backwards, until it finally vanished behind the curtains.

The next morning, my mom went across the street to stop by and say hello to an elderly couple, whom she knew since childhood.
The old woman prepared some espresso, and they all talked, as they usually did. My mother did not mention the ghostly encounter she'd had the previous night, and intended to keep it a secret from everyone except my dad.
But, at one point in the conversation, the husband of the elderly woman asked my mother: "By the way, did you get a strange visitor last night? My wife and I were up past our bedtime, arguing with a mysterious soldier who somehow entered our house. He spoke a language that we didn't understand. It sounded like German or English. We tried to get rid of him, but he refused to leave. We finally convinced him to go by directing him to visit you. We figured that, since you speak English, perhaps you could understand what he is saying".

Thanks for sharing

 

[WawelDragon1683]

You must teach them their place.

 

[Deleted member 14382]

Thanks for sharing

 

[Vermilioncore]

OK, here it goes.

Back in the early-80's, my mother was on vacation in Sicily to visit relatives.

Late one night, as she laid in bed, writing a letter to my dad on the second floor of my grandmother's house, she looked up and noticed that the window curtains were rustling by themselves, even though the windows were closed.
A moment later, she witnessed an imposing figure appear: a tall, blonde man, dressed in a World War II military uniform. He had a cold, blank look on his pallid face, and slowly started approaching her, with his arms stretched out.
My mother suddenly froze with fear, and clenched her fists very tightly. The moment she did this, the apparition started to walk backwards, until it finally vanished behind the curtains.

The next morning, my mom went across the street to stop by and say hello to an elderly couple, whom she knew since childhood.
The old woman prepared some espresso, and they all talked, as they usually did. My mother did not mention the ghostly encounter she'd had the previous night, and intended to keep it a secret from everyone except my dad.
But, at one point in the conversation, the husband of the elderly woman asked my mother: "By the way, did you get a strange visitor last night? My wife and I were up past our bedtime, arguing with a mysterious soldier who somehow entered our house. He spoke a language that we didn't understand. It sounded like German or English. We tried to get rid of him, but he refused to leave. We finally convinced him to go by directing him to visit you. We figured that, since you speak English, perhaps you could understand what he is saying".

Spooky story man

 

[FinnCel]

Over for ghostcels

 

[zangano1]

Niggers don't have souls so it's not possible

 

[FinnCel]

ER has taken your soul

 

[ihaveno1]

wish i lived in a haunted house

 

[Sans]

er ghost

 

[Deleted member 14382]

Spooky story man

One detail I forgot to include in this story is that the ghostly soldier that appeared before my mother was wearing a military jacket that belonged to my grandfather, who had worn it when he served in WWII. He had misplaced this jacket years ago, and despite my grandparents' best efforts to find it, remained lost forever.

 

[Deleted member 20376]

ghosts are white though

 

[Ignas]

Go ER on the Tyrone spirit

 

[Ugly_equals_Death]

Ever since we moved into this new home it smells like grape weed or some black lady's perfume. Also, the carpet looks like it used to be purple. It feels like there are spooky nigger ghosts roaming the home!

Spoiler

 

[Pigman]

Spooky scary black niggers

 

[johnnyb]

have mercy on me

don't look to the sky no more

 

[needsolution]

don't look to the sky no more

Lord I don't cry no more