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A visitor
from Oklahoma writes:
I lived in a little blue house & I was about 8 when I saw a boy ghost. He woke me up @ about 2 in the morning. Here’s how my story goes. I heard his footstep in the hallway walking toward my room then all of a sudden it stopped, that’s when I turned around & saw him in my doorway starring at me. I screamed as loud as I could!!! My eyes were too full of tears for me to see were he had gone. After a few seconds I stopped crying
& I heard a weird moan or something like that. My aunt and uncle came running in my room asking what had happened and I told them what I saw. It scared me 2 deaths and I hope 2 never see him or any ghost 4 that matter ever again. My mother also saw that same ghost. One night when she was in her room trying to sleep she heard his footsteps to. He appeared in our kitchen looking at her, she thought it was my brother, hunter, she called at him saying "hunter, come here. What are doing?" the ghost started 2 fade away when she was reaching 4 it and she new then it wasn’t my brother. It scared her so much that she jumped on the other side of my dad and she didn’t see him after that. A year later the same ghost attacked my other brother Steven. We don’t know what really happened to him but when we came into his room he was covered in blood. Hunter also had a few bruises. Our neighbors Gary & Wanda had told us a child was hit by a car & he lived in that house. After we moved out because of a drive by that had happened, someone else moved in and shot himself in the upstairs room. That’s my story of my ghost encounters.
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