Anyone that knows me knows I’m a wuss when it comes to ghosts.  Simply the inkling of the thought of the possibility puts me in tears (I said I’m a wuss).  Not every story can get to me.  Well, most can.  And let’s just say it’d be a bad idea for me to watch Ghost Hunters all alone.

So imagine the water that welled up in my eyes when I saw this pic in AOL News:

My eyes were swimming again even as I posted it.

Quick break.  My three greatest fears are as follows:

1. Ghosts
2. Candiru
3. Commitment

Anywhoyagonnacall, according to AOL News:

Experts on the paranormal are scratching their heads over this image, showing an odd figure apparently wearing period clothes and peering from a window in a Scottish castle. The shot was taken by a tourist in May of last year and made public Friday by scholar Richard Wiseman, who received it when he invited people from around the world to send him their photos of ghosts.  (Photo by Christopher Aitchison)

Ugh… Story time.

When The Sixth Sense originally came out, I returned to my apartment late at night.  As I made the way toward my room, I started getting chills up my spine, which according to the movie meant there was a spectral presence.  I darted through the remainder of the living room, while the chills intensified, and dove into the tent in which I slept (#8 on Fact Sheet).  It did not help matters that there was the ghost in a tent in the movie.  (Fuck you, young Mischa Barton!)

Then there was the time at my uncle’s house, where we were all recounting ghost stories, and he popped up in their kitchen window wearing a mask… I dove so fast I broke their dining room chair.

Think happy thoughts… think happy thoughts…