I've been a skeptic pretty much my whole life. As a kid, I was an atheist and a skeptic towards any paranormal crap. Yet I loved ghost stories, and wanted them to be real far more than I ever wanted god to be real. I grew up on Goosebumps and Are You Afraid of the Dark?. Ghost stories are just cool and scary and exciting.

But my realism and rationality won out in the end, and it's tough to get too excited anymore about things that are so obviously fictional nonsense -- especially when so many people actually believe in them. Boo logic!