THE LEGEND CONTINUES............

first let me start off by saying that I've written on USM before about the ghosts at my house but this happened recently. As i stated in my other stories after we had a priest bless our house the hounting began to fade untill they completly stopped, that is untill this week.

Last year we decided to make our two story home into a daycare center. Well once we opened the house into the daycare we would notice little things like an open window when we had closed and locked them, the baby swing moving but it wasn't turned on, kids laughing and talking to someone that wasn't there but all of that could of been explained plenty of kids have imaginary friends so we all just ignored it.

Then last week my mom was getting christmas items from the attic when she heard a man voice talking down stairs, she thought it was my brother and yelled at him to go to the attic and help her, when he didn't come she went down stairs to look for him but he was no where in site. When she went back to the attic she heard the man's voice again, she knew it couldn't be anyone else because all the teachers at the daycare are women. So she ran down stairs to try to catch my brother but no one was there again. When my brother came home later that day she asked him why he didn't go help her when she asked him too and he told her he hadn't been home all day and it couldn't of been him.

Then a few days later after all the kids were outside for recess one of the teachers was in her room getting papers ready for the children when she heard a man singing in the next room. Confused because all the kids were outside playing she went to see who was singing and who he was singing to but as she got near the door he stopped. She opened the door quickly but no one was inside. I had always told my mom about the things I saw at that house as I was growing up but she never believed me. she always thought I had a wild imagination but she was wrong I know what I would see.

I remeber seeing people run across the hallway from the corner of my eye or hear people climbing the stairs when it was pitch black in the rooms. I would even see a man standing over my bed . Now that was very frightning for me but the ghosts never hurt me or felt evil. So I learned to deal with them untill they left or so I thought they did.

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