—Anonymous —Anonymous My friends had not come back. It was March, and the windows were firmly closed because it was cold, so it wasn’t like I was hearing the neighbors. I walked into the kitchen and I heard someone walking around upstairs. I was the only person in that house at the time. I felt like someone was standing behind me, so I freaked out a little and sat on the couch with my back to the wall. My friends came back about five minutes later and I told them what happened. The rest of the trip, it felt like someone was watching me and I had nonstop anxiety and bad dreams!" —Anonymous —miab4e8eaccc7 My grandparents didn’t believe her at first, but this happened for close to a year. My grandpa finally came to believe that something wasn’t right, so he walked through the house with a candle and said a prayer. The people stopped coming after that. Twenty years later, we moved into the house next door and my brother’s room looked into my mom’s old bedroom from across the fence. Every night, he’d wake up screaming that people were looking in his window. He was only two years old, but the people he described were the same ones who used to visit my mom when she was little." —suzannelandry —sleepinginnj —gingeroni —Anonymous —Anonymous —Anonymous —Anonymous —Anonymous —Anonymous —Anonymous —isabellamorriss
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