Hello and welcome to mini episode 21 of Real Life Ghost Stories.

How you do? We have two listener stories for you today. Are you ready? No. Well,

we're just gonna go straight ahead and get stuck in with. So our first story comes from Robin.

This isn't my story. This is my mother's. She does have a flair for the dramatic. However,

as I will explain, I physically saw proof to her story. I have a few stories regarding this specific

house. However, this is one of the weirder ones. If you want to hear more, they include sleepwalking,

things turning on and me seeing odd things. Around 98 or maybe 97, my sister and I were spending

the summer out of town at my dad's house, some 2 and a half hours away. My parents being divorced,

we primarily lived with my mother and my stepfather, in a part of town that if you went too far in

certain directions, it got rough real fast. To give some clarity, our house was a single story,

with an open caraport with two main entrances to the house from the front, a main door in the front

and a side door in the caraport. The front door opened to a small, tiled hallway. Because of this,

every time someone knocked, it echoed in the house. Sometime after my mom and my stepdad had

gone to sleep, my mom heard a female pounding on the front door screaming, help me.

My mother tried to wake up my stepdad who is a heavy sleeper. As the pounding continued,

my mom could hear the door knob rattle as someone tried to open the door. When my mother finally

woke my stepdad, the noises had stopped. Choosing to ignore the incident until morning,

they eventually fell back asleep. My mom checked with the neighbors in the morning to see if anyone had

seen or heard anything the night before, but of course no one had. I might have choked this up to

some story my mom made up if it wasn't for what I saw. The day she asked our neighbors about

the woman screaming for help, was the day my dad dropped my sister and I off. As we got out of the

truck, my mom was using a hose to spray down the front of the house. This isn't something I would

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