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Idk if I'm drunk or dumb or high, but I was answering quizzes on buzzfeed and I was told to "Name one of Voldemort's horcruxes" So I stated the obvious (which is a dumb one) and wrote "Tom Holland's diary" and pressed guess. I pressed it like 10 times before eventually realized my dumbness and change the "Holland" to "Riddle"

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Purely a Ghost Story

Unlike many of my posts this is purely a ghost story/urban legend my father enjoyed to tell around the campfire. It used to scare me almost as much as my actual (or so I believe) ghost encounters so I thought it deserved a spot on my page. 

We would all be huddled around the campfire with marshmellows and he would start. “There was a man named Paul who lived not so far from here, and he worked over in the city so the commute from work to home took a long time. Paul had a very boring job and a routine to keep. This night he started his journey home, listening to the nighttime radio as it grew darker and darker. The clock said it was 9 by the time he crossed the bridge into town. Unlike most nights the town was still awake as it was homecoming weekend. A loud scream pulled Paul out of his stupor and he slowed the car and looked around. On the side of the road he saw a scared looking girl in a formal dress, mascara running down her face. He pulled the car over and rolled down the window. He shouted over to the girl, “Hey miss, you okay? Do you need a ride home?”. The girl looked up at him and cried “Yes please help me”. So he unlocked his door and let the girl in. She sat awkwardly in the back and was hyperventilating. Paul asked her where she lived and she pointed up a backstreet, while getting increasingly more nervous. She had her face pressed against the window crying. Paul turned off the radio and began asking her questions but it was like she couldn’t hear him. She began screaming begging for “Johnny to let her out, she could walk it was fine”. She just kept screaming “Johnny Johnny please” and pulling on the door handle and all of the sudden Paul heard the sound of a gunshot and glass shattering. He slammed on the brakes and turned around to see the girl he’d picked up slumped against the window as if she’d been shot. The wound was on the the front of her head directly in Paul’s view but the rear window was intact. Paul turned back around to catch his breath and when he looked in the rear view mirror the girl had faded away. Paul decided to keep on his route and stop at the local diner for coffee and dinner. At the diner Paul was visibly shaken up so the waitress asked him what was wrong. Paul replied, “There was this girl, she looked like she was going to the dance and she was running down the road” Paul recounted the story to the waitress, who paled and almost fell backwards, she asked Paul “What did she look like?”. He told her she was wearing a long yellow dress and had blonde hair and glasses. The waitress gasped and pulled out a picture. “Like this?” She asked, and Paul nodded. “Do you know her?” he asked. The waitress replied, “Yes. That’s my daughter Natalya she died 15 years ago in a car accident with her boyfriend on their way home from the dance”. The End”

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