My story isn't about a spooky person or place, but a thing. A Colt Detective snubbie. I bought this gun about 20 years ago. As long as I owned it I kept thinking about using it to commit suicide. I had a dozen other pistols in the house, but that one preyed on my mind. After 3 or 4 months I sold it and the problem went away. I don't know anything of the guns history, but I've never had another affect me that way.

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Charles Randolph