Gosts are REAL. Gosts are EVEE WAIR.
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The phrase Gosts are REAL. Gosts are EVEE WAIR. ("Ghosts are real, ghosts are everywhere") was the text of a note passed around among pupils of reddit user Cogitotoro, who told about this experience in a thread on AskReddit.
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The phrase was quickly adopted as a sort of surprise twist when telling longer stories, in a similar way to the popular Bel Air or Tree Fiddy memes.
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![↑ [-] Cogitotoro 3292 points 2 days ago I taught some little kids once and they were acting all weird, like they were spooking each other. I got them to tell me that they had been looking for - and reportedly seeing - ghosts on the playground during recess. They had been passing a note that said, "Gosts are REAL. Gosts are EVEE WAIR." This is now a saying in my family permalink source save save-RES report give gold reply hide child comments](https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/list/000/873/785/056.png "Origin")
![-l SuperbCrawdad21460 points 1 day ago H-------- can I relate to this. Once when I was around 7 or 8 years old, I was playing on the swings at the playground down the road. These swings I remember we're kind of old and I remember I would sometimes get scared because they would rock back and fourth if you got enough kids swinging on there at once. Well one day, I was swinging and my mother was talking to her friend by the bench at the edge of the playground. Everything seemed normal at first, but I noticed the swing was a bit more uneven than usua, and every time my arc would crest, it would wobble a little more each time. I continued swinging for a bit and it got worse and worse, until finally I decided I'd get off the swing because I was becoming a bit uneasy. I stepped back from the swing to look for some other equipment to play on, when suddenly I got a sharp chill (strange in the middle of July) and suddenly I was pushed/thrown to the ground. Hard. My arm was bent in such unusual and misshapen ways, I begarn crying. I was very confused because I looked over and the swings were some 10 feet away, and I was directly under the bar the chains hung from when I was pushed. I didn't remember coming all that way, and something just seemed off. Fortunately, my mother heard my crying and screaming and came running over to me. She picked me up, dusted me off, and asked if I was alright. I told her my arm hurt, and she asked if I could move it, to whichI tried and let out a groan. As we were about to walk away, my mother noticed that the mulch in front of the swing where I had landed was scraped and kicked around (presumedly from my landing) in such a way that it appeared something was written in the mulch. To this day, my mother swears it said; "Gosts are REAL. Gosts are EVEE WAIR." Haven't been on a swing since, and my mother was too shocked to tell the doctor what really happened, for fear of ridicule permalink source save save-RES report give gold reply hide child comments -] TheD1ctator1076 points 1 day ago (last edited 1 day ago) Don't make this the new tree fiddy EDIT: Obligatory highest upvoted post permalink source save save-RES parent report give gold reply](https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/list/000/873/783/8f1.png "Don't make this the new tree fiddy")
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