User blog comment:Feathermoon/Please don't let me be the only one.../@comment-4105923-20110819030123/@comment-3231169-20110819054036

I'm my old house I moved out of in december or so, my bed would be in the corner of the room, and at the end of my bed, I had my dresser and my mirror on it, and I always saw black shapes in it, and what REALLYREALLYREALLY scared me once, was when my mom worked as a cook for the local jail, we would have to wake up at 5:30/6:00 every morning, and after she left at 6:30, I would have to stay alone for three hours or so until 8:10 and i walked to school, but one morning, I had one of my cats sleeping on the back of the couch behind my head, and my other cat across the livingroom, on the loveseat sleeping--and of courses, I always had thoses chills in the morning that creeped me out, and then I heard A deep, meow from the kitchen. both cats were sleeping of course, so I was pairinoid all morning, almost sure that it was my dead cat Sashas meow. O.O although I could have been hearing things becuase off all the energy and fear in the air of course. I polluited the air with fear in thoses days. O.O