Yea, true.
I just can't help but remember all the apocalyptic stuff, fire and brimstone that I learned about from my great grandma, (who I'm named after) from going to a southern Baptist style church when I was really little. I remember a thunderstorm she had me on my knees praying and crying and it was significant to me. Also, a thing came from the wall when I was little, I ran downstairs crying for my granny and she met me at the bottom of the stairs and hugged me, and I said something about the face in the wall and instead of saying, oh honey it was probably a nightmare she goes, "why can't they just leave us alone"
Omg I'm freaking myself out right now. Damnit!🤷♀️😪🤷♀️