Hello and welcome to many episode 117 of Real Life Goal Stories, and I have

five spooky stories for you today and story number one comes from Rebecca.

When my son was three and his sister two, their dad and I divorced. I had to search

for apartments. The three of us went to view an apartment and the landlord met us there.

He barely looked at the kids as he took us through the place. It was only the four of us

inside. After the tour, the landlord asked me to fit out some screening paperwork. As

I was filling out the paperwork, my son started screaming in pure fear and climbed my leg.

This was out of character for him. He is analytical and never really freaked out over much, even

as a toddler. His sister having no idea why her big brother was so frightened began climbing

my other leg. I dropped the pen, scooped them up and ran to the car. As soon as we left

the front door, my son stopped screaming. I put them in the car and said, Bullard, what

in the world? And he said, The man in there told me to leave. Didn't you see him, Mommy?

We did not take the apartment. I still don't know what or who he saw. I have seen things

my whole life and it seemed my poor son inherited the ability. A few years go by and my super

analytical, logical son tells me there's no such thing as ghosts and he can't see them.

I know you've seen them before. The story that I just told isn't his only story. But

he says that he no longer sees anything. He refuses to discuss the paranormal, though

he reveals to me that he's still as psychic dreams. I wonder if he rejected the idea

of ghosts and stopped seeing them, yet still retained some type of ability. Fast forward

when my son was 16 and his sister is 15. I remarried and was in a financial spot finally

to save for a house. We lived down the street from the house where my son saw whatever it

was. My daughter has the ability to sense things now and we both know there's an unseen

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