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When you have several generations that call a property home, it's bound to have something

left behind after one of the generations passes.

Something, at least what?

Homes are things.

They're places, really, that people get very attached to.

It almost becomes an extension of them in many ways, and rightfully so.

It's our nest, it's our place of comfort, it's our safe place.

At least, that's what it's intended to be.

And when it is, it can be a very, very powerful thing.

Not all homes start out haunted, sometimes they become haunted, after many people have made that attachment with the location.

An attachment that sometimes transcends life and death, keeping that person in their safe spot, even after they're passing.

Generations after may discover, previous generations are not as far away as they may think.

At least that's what happens in our next story.

Take a listen.

I've always had a sensitivity to the paranormal energy.

Sometimes I get accommodations.

My story begins in our ancestral house.

It was a pre-war house and housed three generations before mine.

It's in the mountains and a place that has a very eerie feeling to it, possibly because during World War II the Japanese bombed our city.

They called it carpet bombing because everything was hit, except the cathedral.

I've always had a sense that someone was in the house with us.

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