One late night, you are up in your bedroom when you hear your mom calling you downstairs. You are halfway down the staircase when all of a sudden, you see your mom in front of her bedroom door, terrified, she whispers, ‘Don’t go downstairs. I heard her, too.’
Who do you believe?
The one calling me downstairs. They’re lesbians, not ghosts.
This twist tho, I can’t stop laughing