I wake up and I'm looking around and I look at the door and I see the shadow peeking out,

like peeking out at us.

In the early 1950s, his grandmother encountered a strange mysterious figure,

and even today, the haunting continues, generations later.

My name is Edwin, and here is James, true, scary story.

I'm James. I'm from Sintanning in Texas. The stories that I'm going to tell you all evolves around a neighborhood that I grew up in from 2008, all the way up since, like, 2018.

I lived in a trailer park, Oak Drive. from 2008 all the way up since like 2018.

I lived in a trailer park, Oakrest Point,

is my neighborhood.

About like in the 1950s, right next to it,

it was a farmhouse.

But the farmhouse owned the property.

Back then, that farmhouse was also a church.

Rumors has it that the church was also the cemetery

and then the cemetery they moved the cemetery

and built the my neighborhood.

Back in the McGrama was the first one that moves in.

So how the trailer was set up,

it was the front room, the middle room,

and her room was the back room.

I was in the middle room.

Before she would have these porcelain dolls that were like, it was like these

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