This is a real ghost stories online extra.

I've got a couple stories about my childhood growing up.

So I've actually, I've descended from many generations that have a special gift per se on my mother's side and I've always been a believer in the things unseen.

My whole family is sensitive to things. I actually had agreat-grandmother that could literally move

something with her mind. We all have dreams about things before they happen so

that's kind of cool we can always prepare.

But we've had ghosts and spirits or entities or whatever they're called

follow us from house to house.

So for example we lived in Mount Morris, Michigan. We was in an old

run-down house that was built in the late 1800s of my dad's grandfather. It was built before there was bathrooms that had

newspaper as insulation. I mean it was old and it was run down and it was like a

four-room shack. So anyway, it was free rent, so we live there. Anyway, my dad's grandfather passed away when he was really little.

So my mom never got to know him, but the first time that she stayed there,

she had a dream of a man sitting in the basement, woke up the next day, described what he looked like.

My dad was shocked because not only was that his grandfather, but he had the exact same dream.

Same house. My mom was woken up in the middle of the night by someone

knocking on her bedroom door, told them to come in, nobody came in, it happened a couple more times after that, same night, and nobody came in.

So finally she got up, she was frustrated.

She got up to go check on us or to answer the door and no one was there. She came there to check on us.

But I mean me and my two younger sisters and we were all asleep. We ended up moving to Tennessee in 1991.

We were running an A-reme house that was a former restaurant of all things and this house was a three bedroom three story.

So the third story was an attic. I have regular house windows in it. The

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