It might sound weird...but I know of three demons who always hang around me...one I call Pops, one who's been attached since...as long as I remember...named Seth...and a female name Rashalia, who is a succubus. A lot of times...I see their "dreams" or I call them memories. A lot of times I wake up with bite marks on my neck and scratches down my back...now...I have three dogs but two of them can't jump up on the bed and I'm fucking positive that my 200 pound chocolate lab would wake me if she jumped up on my back.

Now...my ghost story...one of them anyway...It was a class trip to Mission Mill in Salem, Oregon. They told us about the accidents that had happened there and as we were standing on the second floor, you could feel the floor vibrate and some of the old equipment sounded like they turned on. Only issue was that nothing had power running to it and none of the equipment had been turned on since the mill closed. Then...we heard footsteps running across the third floor, where no one but the staff had access...it wasn't walking...it was running. Almost like someone was being chased. I don't know if anyone else has ever heard this sound...but the sound of someone falling to their death. It sounds a bit like a really heavy gust of wind...with screams. Imagin a third grade class sticking their heads down an elevator shaft, looking for a woman but...there was no one...we even heard the sound of a body hitting the fucking basement floor.