I heard this one story that sparked off my obsession with the paranormal. My mom was telling my sister this story, and me being the nosey brat I was at 5 years old, eavesdropped and created this monster. It was about this biker that picked a woman who was hitchhiking at night. She got on his bike and gave him directions into town to take her home. After a while his bike felt lighter and he realised that the lady on the back was gone. After stopping off at the local bar he found out he wasn't...
What made you a believer?
What made you a believer?