Alright, This is a long and true story. Believe me, my cousin and i went through this and still are.
Okay, so It started back about four or five years ago. My cousin, Ian, didn't believe in spirits or anything and I did. I spent a whole night trying to convince him. Finally I used my Ouija board and we talked to a spirit named Albert at my Grandparents house. He told use he wasn't a good spirit, as a matter of fact he was a more violent one but he wasn't evil. Ian didn't believe it still so we asked him to prove he was there. As that happened my grandparents were upstairs with the fire going and an ash came out of the fire place and set the carpet on fire. They put out the fire and we found out later.
Albert told us he loved MNM's so we left him a package and went to have dinner. When we came back to check to see if it was there it wasn't. So Ian is finally convinced and Now the real story starts.
P.S I am an experianced Ghost Hunter and I know what I'm doing. I'm just sharing my experiances with everyone to see what you think.
he runs through the night with me. nothing in Piscataway goes unchecked. I am the researcher of New Jersey.