Hello and welcome to my episode 215 of Real Life Ghost Stories and I have four

spooky stories for you today and the last story comes from the 4th of October 2022 and

story number one comes from Andrea. My mom grew up in Aurora, Illinois in a very active

house. Once she told me she came home as a teenager to an empty house. Before going in she

saw silhouettes of people walking around the house. When my sister and I were growing up

we could hear footsteps upstairs even when no one was up there. The back two rooms were

the worst. One had very dark energy and the other was just creepy. The clown paintings

probably didn't help. The front bedroom had a better energy but there was still something

there. Now I should have started out by telling you that I'm the family freak. I have recollections

from before I'm supposed to and I've always seen spirits or ghosts or whatever you want

to call them. We lived in Alexandria, Virginia when I was about a year old. I can tell you

exactly how the apartment was set up. I can also remember that my mom was trying to

move me to sit becups rather than the bottle. Being the classic tourist that I am I wasn't

ready to give my bottles up. I was in my high chair and saw them in a cabinet my mother

opened. When she was away from the kitchen I opened the drawers to climb so I could get

to the cabinet and get my bottles. It sounds ridiculous at that age but my mother will

tell you it's true. She never told me the story until I told her I remembered and she

was shocked. Now when I was six we lived in a townhouse in Aurora, Illinois. I refused

to go to the bathroom upstairs by myself and my sister Anne would have to take me. When

I asked I explained to my mom that there was a woman in our bathtub that would stare

at me. She did some research because my whole immediate family is sensitive and found

a woman had slit her wrists in that bathroom. That's probably the worst that I've seen.

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