Hello and welcome to mini episode 209 of Real Life Go Stories and I have

one spooky story for you today and this story comes from September the 18th 2022 and

just before we get into it it is howling up a storm outside so if you can

hear the wind howling on this episode let's just call it atmosphere, added

atmosphere. I've a lot to update you on since I last sent in my story. You read my last

story on day five of 15 festive days of fear. I wrote that I had just gone off in

2020 to join the US Navy. Well I can tell you from my personal experiences that naval ships

do in fact have a lot of ghosts. I don't have just one story to tell but I've collected a few

from around the deck plates for you. So am I from my own personal experience? Others are from

some of my fellow shipmates. To be honest I wasn't thinking too much of bizarre events that could

happen to me after my last encounter with god knows what while quarantining for COVID right before

bootcamp but as fate in the universe would have it the Navi is full of ghosts and bazaarness.

I had just arrived at my new ultimate command. The ship I would be stationed on for the next four

years of my life. I had only been on board just a handful of days probably a week at most.

I hadn't heard anything of the happenings on board nor about the strange black shadow that

likes to lurk around the birthing at night but I would soon come to know all of these pretty well.

That first week on board I realized the hard way that I needed to do laundry desperately.

Living on a ship with little personal space made it an necessity to keep up with personal hygiene

especially clothes since no one wants to stink up the aisle and having just arrived a few days prior

I really didn't want to piss off the guys living three feet across from me. So in the middle of

the night I grabbed all my clothes I had and I headed out for the laundry room. I set off that night

laundry bag in hand and tired as hell from having worked the whole day. I walked down the long

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