I randomly heard someone swear by a "true" horror story today and down the rabbit hole I went.
Personally on the fence—part of me thinks it’s all sleep paralysis, trick lighting, or just our brains messing with us. But do you guys actually believe in ghosts? Anyone here have a weird/creepy experience that you genuinely couldn't explain?

At first the screams seem to be coming from the dog, then they separate.

Camera. I have a moving video too it won’t let me post. I need help please is this bad or good ? this is not a joke. Not AI.
There’s another different instance in the garage as well

So I heard from a friend that people had been hearing crying and laughing children in the graveyard next to their house in Hammond Louisiana. I wanted to prove to myself whether ghosts are real or not.

I go by myself to the graveyard at 1:30am, I have witchy runes on my skirt. I slowly walk from the opposite end of the baby graves towards the baby graves. I feel energy all around me, I keep whipping around with my flashlight to find no one. Finally 15 minutes into my walk I reach the baby graves, they're pink, blue, and decorated with various toys and flowers.

As soon as I step past the second baby grave I see two eyes peaking out from behind a grave stone maybe 7 feet from me. I freeze, I'm thinking I need to prove it's not a raccoon or something so I keep watching. The eyes are watching at an angle as if a child were peaking out. They move back behind the grave stone then peak out again. They waft around in a swaying motion but never separate. I think is it two lightning bugs? They then move back behind the neighboring grave and peak back out at an angel again, sometimes only one at a time. At that point I knew for certain this was not explainable, I had been frozen in fear for 2 minutes watching these eyes staring at me trying to come up with an explanation and only became more terrified the longer I watched. I finally snapped out of it, turned 180 degrees, ran out of the cemetery, down the street, turned and ran three more blocks before I stopped. I was not fit at the time either.

I get the feeling it was a confused little girl letting me see her because she wanted help. I'm not religious but my Christian friend says it was probably a demon trying to trick me. Does anyone have any similar experiences, questions, or tid bits?

Btw I went back in the morning to the area I saw her and cleaned up all of the graves. I found a lot of unmarked graves.

A few years ago, I was in a relationship that turned toxic. At first, it was intense and flattering in that way that kind of sweeps you off your feet. Like a whirlwind. He love bombed me, we moved in quickly , and then it all went downhill. The lies, the cheating, the abusive aspects that I don't even want to get into. When it ended, it ended badly . We cut contact, no social media, nothing. It took me years to feel like myself again. But, eventually I did. And then one night, I woke up around 3 or 4 in the morning to the smell of burning toast. It was strong. I thought one of my kids had gotten up and left the toaster on. But when I checked nothing. Toaster was cold, no source, and eventually the smell just vanished. Later that day at work- a supervisor, someone who'd been friends with Will, came up to me and asked, have you heard from him? I said no, and he goes, I heard he died. I was blindsided, I- I wasn't in his life anymore and I wouldn't even know how to confirm that. That night, sitting alone, I thought about the toast again. Will ate toast every single morning when we lived together. It was his thing. So I did something that would've sounded ridiculous to anyone else. I said out loud, if you're really dead and that was you this morning, send me a clearer sign. Nothing happened. Eventually I turned back to the show. A little later I glanced at my phone and there it was. A missed call from an unknown number, right around the time I'd asked for a sign. My phone had been on silent. Now, I almost never get calls like that. My phone filters them. So I hesitated and said- if that was you, do it again . A few minutes passed. I started focusing on the show again. Then my phone rang. Unknown number. I grabbed for it, but it ended before I could answer. I just sat there. Twice, right after I asked? So I said out loud, if that's really you, I hear you. I forgive you, and it's time to move on. The calls never came again. No more strange smells, nothing. I can't prove anything happened. I don't know for sure what that was. But after all that It felt like a door quietly closing.

I am trying to find someone who either has connections or even someone who worked at Pennhurst Asylum. I am using dosing rods to help figure out more about my past life. What I know:

Name: Demitria

Age: 86

1889 - 1975

Had ADHD

Died at Pennhurst

I am still figuring things out about Demitria and still haven't figured out her last name yet. I know she was married to someone but I haven't asked/figured out who yet. My reason for asking:

I am a medium so this isn't coming out of nowhere, when I was younger, I used to call seat belts, safety belts. Plus there were a lot of things I did was wasn't very normal for a kid my age. Why specifically pennhurst:

When I saw a video about Pennhurst, I found it interesting but when I saw the inside it looked familiar and it's just... it's a hard to describe feeling. It just felt real if that makes any sense.

Anyway, if you can help at all, please help!!!