Okay, so in high school, once a year we'd go on a retreat to Oregon, Il. In that town was Stronghold Castle, literally a castle. It's freakin' sweet, secret passageways, knights, towers, everything. Anyway, in the tallest tower of the castle is a mural about the story of Rumpelstiltskin. It's a circular area that starts at the doorway, curves around the room and ends back at the doorway. At the end of the story of Rumpelstiltskin, the little dwarf man stomps a hole down into Hell. Well, this was a really detailed mural so I was looking into what Hell entails, I found the typical demons, fire, gross creatures. Then, looking a little deeper I found insects and spiders. Next to the light switch I found one particular, disgusting spider, WITH MY FACE ON IT!
Uncanny. I know.
How weird is that? This mural was painted in 1929. Why would the face shape, the hairstyle, and the GLASSES look exactly like me? That style wasn't present in 1929 and NEITHER WAS I!
So all in all, I came to the conclusion that I must be posessed. My fate has apparently already been decided for me. When I die I'm turning into a spider. I think this is why a lot of spooky things happen to me.
The first picture is me in high school and the second picture is from the mural, both taken in 2002.
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Anyone posting anonymously must think they are really, really sneaky...
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