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joinerjohn
Years ago, I was lying in bed with my first wife, one Saturday morning. I swear the bedroom door opened and I heard little footsteps run across it (like a child). I swear I nearly s**t myself. Quite a bit later, the wife was telling me that the last couple who lived in our house had a 7 yr old son who'd drowned in a local lake and it was probably his spirit, revisiting the house. Crikey. I hardly slept for weeks afterwards. One morning I heard my daughter happily gurgling and laughing in her cot. She had one of those chime balls which make a noise when moved. I know it was on the floor of her bedroom, yet distinctly heard it move several times. I crept to the door quietly and opened it. There was the chime ball rocking back and forth as though just placed there and my daughter lying in her cot looking at it and laughing.
Eerie and a bit spooky
Eerie and a bit spooky