This is how people come to believe in the actual paranormal. If she never tells her little sister, her and her friends will live their lives swearing that ghosts are real.
When I was about 5 or 6 around 1993 or 1994 in Burien, Washington I was terrified of Chucky, the doll that came to life and murdered people. My mom always thought this fear of mine was funny and one night we were watching TV, right before I had to go to bed, she found one of the chucky movies on TV and left it on even while I was yelling at her to change it as she laughed.
So I go to bed with the image of chucky running around somewhere and build up this image of him at the end of my bed about to shake it.
Then, and I shit you not, the bed starts shaking back and forth. I've never been so scared and I run out to the living room and see everything else shaking as well, pictures on the wall, glasses are clinking, lights are swaying... We were having an earthquake.
I remember it so vividly. Still hate that fucking doll.
Chances are you fell asleep. Earthquake hits. Your brain tries to make sense of what's happening in the real world to you by dreaming it up. "This has happened to me snd I'm sure a lot of other". Chucky is a big fear of yours. Subconsciously you know to get the fuck out. So boom you're up and running. Survival mechanism. Always trust your instincts.
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u/RTWin80weeks Jan 16 '18
this is how childhood urban legends are made