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Submitted by a visitor from Ohio 7/09/06

~The Haunted Crib~

Hello, my name is Jamie B. and I live in Bellefontaine, Ohio in the U.S.A. my mom, my Dad, my brother, and I have lived in this house for 12 years! 

One day, a few years ago, my mom had rocked my little brother to sleep and had put him in his wooden crib. 

She did all the usual stuff. (Make sure he has a bottle, put his pillow under his head, wrap him in his blanket so he would stay warm, etc.) She said the goodnight she always would say to him and walked out of the room.

About a half hour later she walked in there to check on him to make sure he was ok. When she got in there she saw that his pillow was over his face. Well since he was a baby she didn't think much of it cause baby's do those kinds of things. So she put it back under his head, tucked him in, gave him another goodnight kiss and walked out.

A few minutes later she heard him start to cry. She walked in there to check on him and thought that maybe he had dropped his bottle or something. 

So she opened the door and looked into the crib and saw that the pillow was over his face again. This time she took the pillow and put it on the side of the room. 

She went out to the kitchen to re-fill the bottle with warmer formula and when she came back in the pillow was back over his face and his blanket was wrapped REALLY tight around him. 

This time she started to freak out cause the pillow was CLEAR over on the other side of the room. So she picked my brother up, woke me up, and (Since my dad worked the night shift) took me and my brother over to my grandma's house after she had written a note to him telling him what had happened and where we were at. 

That is one of the MILLIONS of stories I could write/tell you about! It has lasted to this day about 9 years. But it is DEFF. not as bad as it was when I was younger!

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