(2/2) who had put the tape into the VHS player, idk why I thought it. Eventually I went back to bed and told my mom about it in the morning and she said she hadn’t put anything in the VHS player. Then two years ago, my mom told me that when I was little and we were living in that apartment, I would talk randomly to an “old man” that I made friends with and apparently there was an old doctor who had died in that same apartment. Like Huh.
THIS IS SO SPOOKY AND GREAT. My grandmother has told me that I did the same thing when I was little with various ‘friends’ with various names.