This is real ghost stories online. It's one thing when we as adults experience something scary.

It's one thing when we as adults experience something scary.

Maybe a ghost, maybe something even darker, but it's it's one

thing when it's focusing its attention on us, the adult. It's a whole other thing

when it starts focusing its intention and even telling you its intention.

I keep a better eye on your children.

That is it wants to keep a better eye on your children

and wants to go interact with them,

so you better watch out.

What do you do?

How do you stop something like that from happening?

That's what one father has the dilemma of in our next story.

Take a listen. The When I was about five or six years old, my sisters and I used to share a room.

Most nights my older sister and I would see two distinct figures. She

would see a lady in white standing in the doorway directly in front of my bed. I would see a man

with red eyes, or at least I thought it was a man,

because all I could see were red eyes.

Here my sister could see the lady, she never said or spoke of her. She just stood there getting closer every

night. While I on the other hand would see a pair of bright red eyes staring at me from the closet. A disembodied masculine voice would

whisper,

"'JJ come to the closet and play over and over.

Sometimes my older sister and I would jump in each other's beds and hide under the blankets

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