Hello and welcome to mini episode 8 of Real Life Go Stories!

Hiya! Let's get started with two gorgeous listener stories today. Are you ready?

Never ready for these things because I skid, the bjee was out of me.

Story number one comes from Morgan. My brush with the other side happened first when I was young.

I practically lived my entire childhood at my grandparents, partially because they live next door to us

and because I was a Nana's girl. My grandparents house was nearly 200 years old, on farmland and the

outskirts of a small town in western Michigan. When I was born, my grandparents sold a few acres

to my dad and they built a small house. I would spend my youth wandering the overgrown fields and

forests on my family property. I mostly enjoyed this. Where there were times when I felt as though

there were many pair of eyes on you, even though you stood alone in a vast open field.

One night while staying the night at my Nana's, I slept on the couch in their living room.

This couch was pushed up against one wall and on the wall opposite,

they're hung a very large, very old photograph of my Nana's grandmother. She was a beautiful lady.

My Nana looked quite a lot like her, but antique photos are always eerie.

I had fallen asleep with my favourite quilt and slept peacefully. I had a tendency to kick and move

around a lot and found myself uncovered and asleep under a cold fan. It wasn't unusual for my Nana

or my grandfather to come out in the middle of the night to cover me up while on the way to the restroom.

So while asleep that night, I wasn't affected by a pair of cold hands pulling my quilt up around

my shoulders and took me in or a pair of lips kissing my forehead. The next morning at breakfast,

I asked my Nana what time she'd come out to took me in. I hadn't took you in. When I came out,

you were already covered. I asked my granddad. Well, I hadn't took you in when I came out,

you were already covered. I was confused. Well, somebody took me in. They took me in tight too,

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