Let's face it, some boys are just stupid. Like them. Unfortunately for them, ghosts are real, and some can be quite dangerous.
I've always been a believer of ghosts, and I've had my fair share of encounters with them. My most recent encounter was about 2 years ago, when I was heading up to see the Grand Canyon, for the first time, with my mom. A long the way we stopped, to visit, an old mining town, north of Phoenix, called Jerome. That night, while we were sleeping in our hotel room, I happen to be facing my mom when I saw the head (and no body) of an old miner resting on top of my mom's back. Thankfully he wasn't there to cause any harm to us (he had the biggest grin on his face) and I think that he hadn't seen women for quite some time, and chose to follow us to our hotel room. If you've ever seen the photos of the old 49ers, then you'll know what he looked like.
Here's a fun fact for you: This story is based in the fictional town, Traveler's End. But Traveler's End is based on the real town, Jerome. It's nice to know that the town is actually haunted. I hope to visit Jerome in person myself one day.
Didn't know that, but now I do. I didn't know the place would have some haunts, but considering that it's a modern town build on top, well not really on top, of an old mining town...it's only natural that something might have gotten stirred up.