A Look into Josh’s Head - A Scary Place

Hey everyone, it’s Josh with the Boo Bros. Normally, I do these blog posts a little differently, but I wanted to switch things up this time. Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about why I got into paranormal investigating in the first place. I mean, yeah—it’s fascinating—but why choose something that a lot of people avoid because it’s scary, expensive, or just plain uncomfortable?

At first, honestly, it was just a way to hang out with the boys. No deep meaning behind it. But then something clicked. How many people can say they’ve been to a haunted place and seen something? Maybe it’s a glimpse of history, maybe it’s something you can’t explain—but either way, now I can say I’ve experienced that.

It also makes me wonder if I might be more in tune with the world around me than I realize. And hey, I could be totally wrong. But everywhere I’ve gone so far, I’ve found something or seen something. I know some people would probably say I don’t try hard enough to debunk experiences—but I am starting to. Well… I’m trying. And that brings up the big question: if you can’t debunk it, does that make it paranormal?

For me, a huge part of the fascination is the idea of life after death. Being a religious person, I believe in Heaven and Hell, but lately I’ve been thinking—what if purgatory is real too? The idea that you can redeem yourself, but at what cost? Maybe that’s why some people stick around after their body is gone. And maybe, through what we do, we can help give them the closure they need to finally cross over.

The paranormal can definitely be scary, but for me, it also brings a strange sense of peace—especially when it involves loved ones. A good example is a friend I grew up with (I won’t name them) who lost their mother to breast cancer. For about two weeks after she passed, the same thing happened every single day. You could hear the bedroom door open, then close. Then footsteps to the bathroom. Then to the kitchen, opening the fridge. Every day, like clockwork.

I finally asked my friend if it scared her, and she just said, “No, it’s just my mom.”

That’s heartbreaking—but at the same time, kind of comforting. It makes me think that when you lose someone, maybe they really do stick around for a little while to watch over you.

Now, on the scarier side of things, there are entities called Gregors. These are basically the opposite of loved ones. They’re shapeshifters—things that can become whatever they want—and they usually feed on fear. Some people believe that the entity in the Conjuring house isn’t a demon at all, but a Gregor that was spoken into existence. The exorcisms worked, but because the family benefited financially from the attention, the story kept going.

So that raises the question: if the Perron family no longer lives there, why would it still be around?

Some people think it’s because we keep talking about it—through articles, movies, investigations, and stories like this. If it’s getting attention, it has a reason to stay.

These are just some of the thoughts that run through my head when I think about the paranormal. Before the Boo Bros journey started, most of the time fear was the only thing I felt when something unexplainable happened. This journey has opened me up to a lot of new things—investigating being one of them—but also writing.

Writing was a risk. I could’ve crashed and burned. But it’s been well received, and that’s given me confidence in my ability to tell a story and hopefully create good content for y’all. It gives me an outlet, to tell a story, which might cause you to think twice about what could be lurking around the corner.