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Matthew here from Montreal. I told you last time the story of my growing up in a haunted house where I was the

only sensitive one with a bunch of ghosts being my first bullies.

So a few years later, I was visiting houses with my mom.

She wanted to rent a house instead of an apartment so that we would have more space and it would be more comfortable.

This one house had more prospect than the other, more possibilities, because it was well located.

The price was just right for my mom.

And it was close to my school. It was close to the cemetery, which I was well located. The price was just right for my mom. And it was close to my school.

It was close to the cemetery, which I was fascinated with. I thought, hey, maybe I can go

exploring it more often because I had been there once before. And so excited. Both of us were like,

hey, this looks promising. So, and traffic was not heavy in that area, so peaceful at night was another great advantage.

But as soon as I got inside the house, I started feeling a bit weak.

I thought maybe it was my dinner not agreeing with me or something.

I was prone to that, so I just chucked it off to that.

My mom went upstairs to explore while the agent was just hanging back,

waiting for our questions and stuff.

So I actually went to the living room, and the more I approached it, the fainter I felt,

the weaker I felt.

And then I heard a message in my head.

Nothing auditory.

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