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Screensize: 640 x 480 800 x 600 1024 x 768 1280 x 1024 UserName: Password: Format Mode: Basic  Help  Prompt  Format: Font Andale Mono Arial Arial Black Book Antiqua Century Gothic Comic Sans MS Courier New Georgia Impact Lucida Console Script MT Bold Stencil Tahoma Times New Roman Trebuchet MS Verdana   Size 1 2 3 4 5 6   Color Black Red Yellow Pink Green Orange Purple Blue Beige Brown Teal Navy Maroon LimeGreen Message: * HTML is OFF * Forum Code is ON Smilies "I'll say it again! Last night, looking out my bedroom window, long after midnight, I saw it behind the tree. It didn't see me. You know I don't believe in ghosts, right? I really don't. Not even now. I'm saying that it looked like the image of a man who resembled John F. Kennedy. It was the way his hair was cut, and the way he walked, back and forth, as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. The shadows were playing with his features, and I was hypnotized by the very idea that I might have to give up my belief .. to not believe. Dreaming? Not unless you can dream while drinking a cup of hot coffee. Some say he walks the earth around this time every year. Only around this time, the days near the 22nd of November. I will think about that for a little while today, but ... not for long. There are more important things to think about than the past. It's the future I fear. Yes, I'll say it again. It's the future I fear."