The house I grew up in was built in the 1920’s and the haunting did not start until we remodeled the entire two bedroom house. My first experience came on a night on which my mother was sleeping on the couch to get away from my father’s snoring. My bedroom, which I then shared with only one younger sister, had a door that lead right into the living room On this particular night the door was closed. I slept soundly but awoke suddenly in the middle of the night for reasons I couldn’t explain...
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