Ghost Stories

Dog food.

-this story was shared by almightyzentaco on reddit-

When I was a dumb kid my brother and I were playing around on the stairs. I was at the top jumping around in a pillow case. I slipped, obviously, and went tumbling down backwards. Everything went into slow motion as things sometimes do when your life is in peril. As I was flipping over and over, the back of my skull getting closer by the second to smashing into the hard concrete basement floor, I noticed a movement coming from the dark basement. Suddenly a large bag of dog food fly across the room as if hurled by an invisible hand with absurd precision, and interposed itself between my head and the floor. My skull smashes into the bag a millisecond later, spraying kibble instead of skull fragments around the room. My brother and I were both slackjawed and confused. The flying bag had traveled at least ten feet, likely saving me from death or serious injury.

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I have so many sixth sense stories do you want me to put some up?

~ Nic xx