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Having a headless woman talk to me is something I’ll never forget; it’s what made me become a Ghost Hunter. Well, technically, she wasn’t really headless, I guess, because she held her head in her left hand. But it was still a sight to behold!

I think I should back up a bit and explain myself if I expect you to understand and believe me, huh? You see, I was about twelve years old when that happened and not too many people believed me when I told them. In fact, the only two in my family whom eve… Continue

It had taken place so long ago yet He still felt the pain of having been shunned; God had been banished, exiled from His place of origin, so far from everything He had known. God, for this was His name, had done nothing worse than create; He had ventured into as yet unchartered territory: true life, life with a free will! All around Him everyone created what they considered life, but it amounted to nothing more than breathing automatons that existed only to do that which was told them, they obey… Continue

I did it! My life-long goal has finally been achieved.

Allow me to say this now, what you are about to read is absolutely true. Although to the average person this might seem nothing more than Hollywood wizardry, those of you that know, know that the following description of events is accurate.

Many years ago, back in the 80s, I had my first encounter with otherworld entities while a group of friends and I experimented with a Ouija board. I know, some of you are even now thinking that that is… Continue