Ghosts, Ghouls, and Monsters, Oh My!

The real question is: what do you believe in?

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Alyah Craig

I’ve always had this interesting obsession with the things in life that no one truly knows the truth about. Bigfoot could definitely exist, shapeshifters honestly live among us and aliens could plague the universe at any given moment. While a lot of these ideas are often turned down by skeptics, there are some that support these ideas because of their experiences.

My fascination with the supernatural began when a variety of TV shows and movies were introduced to me. “Scooby-Doo” made ghosts seem like celebrities in my 6-year-old mind.

At the ripe old age of 14, I began to meddle with the unknown. My best friend, being as crazy as I, tagged along for what seemed to be the scariest ride of our lives.

With the cool September air whirling around us, and the shadows of nearby trees casting unearthly figures onto the ground, we decided to act like any stupid teenagers in a stereotypical horror movie and play with an Oujia Board.

We began asking questions. ‘Who are you? Is there anybody there? Can you please speak to us? What happened to you?’

On the last question, a gust of wind ruffled through the leaves around us. At that point, we realized how isolated we were. Trees were the only thing surrounding us, the rest of the area was barren.

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A few moments passed and voices started to whisper. Some were near and others far but all were distinct. With no other person in sight, hiding in the tree line or woods behind us, my friend and I took one glance at each other and began to hurriedly pick up some of our things, bolting down a nearby path, leaving the Ouija Board behind.

As a senior, I’m afraid to admit that I’m a bit of a scardey-cat. Not only did that experience alter the way I thought about the supernatural, but it also enticed me to seek out more of it. I gorge myself on the numerous ghostly podcasts that Spotify has to offer and look forward to the thrill in horror movies, but I still get paranoid to the point of no return.

Call me crazy, but I’m not entirely convinced that we can rule out if ghosts, or even monsters for that matter, are just figments of our imagination. Is there solid evidence that things of the sort exist? Probably not. But does there have to be? Nope, I don’t think so.

One thing’s for sure though, “Scooby-Doo” definitely deserves more credit.