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You're listening to the archive. A glimpse into the past of paranormal mysteries. ...you're listening to the archive. Welcome to Midweek Mysteries, and thank you for being here.

I am your host, Nick Ryan.

Now let's see what today's storytellers have to say.

Today's first midweek mystery comes to us from Missy. Missy's story is

called Super Creepy House. Missy says, love the podcast. I've been listening for a long time and

always enjoy the experiences relayed on this platform. I want to tell you about the house I moved into when I was about 18.

First, I need to give a brief description of the house, so you can better understand

when you hear about my experiences.

The house is in downtown Rochester, Michigan.

Rochester is an old town, and this house was built in the Edwardian era,

probably around 1900 or 1910. It still has the single pane, rattley windows, iron doorknobs

with skeleton keyholes, and all wood floors. When I lived there, it had the old steam radiators that hissed when they kicked on,

and one of those furnaces in the basement that looked like it came out of the movie Nightmare on

Elm Street. And there actually is an Elm Street, two streets over from this house. The house was also

located about three blocks from an extremely old cemetery.

So, when I was about 18, I moved into this house with my then-boyfriend, who turned into my first

husband, and his sister. My boyfriend's mother had passed away in the back bedroom many years prior,

and I had heard that someone had hung themselves

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