Don't listen to the human. She will tell you that I was unruly, uncontrollable, and downright rude. She'll tell you that she may not have me back on a ghost hunt with her, although I made fine bait for trying to get the little schoolgirl to talk to them. She'll tell you that I got drunk on their champagne and went to the cemetery in search of female dolls, picking up on angels, cherubs, and even Mother Mary!
Lies, it is all lies, I tell you!
That video she took of me in the prior post--it had to be posed. I would never do something so outrageous. She even will tell you that I drove the car drunk! There is no proof of that (please disregard photo above).
Admittedly, I woke up feeling quite horrid and, horror of horrors, sleeping on the pillow beside the human! If only I had my wits about me, I would have horrified her in her sleep. I woke up twice during the night when the human did. We both heard a little girl near the bed speaking a full sentence. The same thing both times, but could not make out the words. Even I got doll goosebumps.
I don't like this ghost hunting thing. It scares me. I would only tell you that, but not her. They propped me up in a rocking chair with a KII meter and a candle flickering and offered the little girl to come and touch me. God, if she had done that I would have shrieked and hid under the bed!
Admittedly, I do not seem to scare the human. She is hardcore. She hunts ghosts! I will not underestimate her, nor will I ever sleep beside her--even when I am thoroughly drunk!
She scares me!