My aunt had gone out to a cemetery with some friends. They were going around, communicating with the spirits.
One time, they were talking to a spirit whose name is Allen (in whichever spelling that might be, like Allan, Alan, Alen...). Whenever they ended the session and got up, she realized that the grave she was sitting on, the name matched the one that they were given from the spirit.
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My Paranormal Life
ParanormalThis is a book filled with my paranormal experiences. Ever since I was a kid, I've been able to see ghosts and other things, not as a normal day-to-day basis, but more than the average person. I've always known the paranormal existed, specifically g...
