Look, I just need to get this off my chest.
My alarm went off this morning, and as usual I stayed in bed for a while just checking my phone when all of a sudden this SUPER LOUD BUZZING NOISE started echoing through my room. I live alone, so I was understandably freaked the fuck out by a sudden loud noise in my bedroom.
So I get up and investigate. It was a vibrator. Buzzing along against the inside a cardboard box. Hereâs whatâs weird about that: 1) This is a vibrator I havenât used in probably 4 years. 2) I had been under the assumption that the batteries were dead (or else I would have switched them into something else). 3) The vibrator is one that that twists on and off and gradually gets stronger as you twist it. It went off this morning at full speed.
So, my immediate (mostly joking) thought is ghost.
But then I remember that the only ghosts I could conceivably have would be my grandparents (who built/lived in my house before me). AND I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THAT MY DEAD GRANDMOTHER TURNED ON MY SHITTY VIBRATOR.
And thatâs the story of why Iâm really hoping that the neighbors have a ghost that just stopped by to fuck with me.









