Alaina Urquhart

For sure.

For sure.

Now my second story is another long one in a doozy, but I'm not going to apologize for it being long because you've said time and time again not to do that.

Don't do it.

Good call.

So here goes.

same town newcastle wyoming 2001 2001 my best friend aaron and i you can use all names nobody cares we were just hanging out when our friends ryan and billy pulled up with some guy we don't know named mike they say hey girls want to go check out some haunted places oh man this would have got me yeah we're 17 yeah who's mike we're 17 and 18 at the time this is a small rural town you're damn right we want to go to some haunted places also let me asterisk 17 18 i wouldn't give a fuck who mike was no i'd be like let's go i'd be like hi i'm asterisk

Let's go haunted paranormal haunting.

Let's go.

I want to go ghost hunting again so bad.

Desperately.

This is getting me in the mood.

Desperately.

So badly.

Well, this dude, Mike, was the driver.

He was one of those people who kind of gave you weird vibes.

But since Billy and Ryan were there, it was all cool because they're good friends.

And so we're not worried about old Mikey boy.

We start driving around the same rumored haunted houses and checking them out from the road.

Of course, we're all psyched up and spooking ourselves out about these places and chatting about various things that, quote, might have happened in them.