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This is Jimmy, I'm from Texas. Well, it's from Texas, but now I'm in Louisiana. But I was the one

with the story about the little small, little trailer house in Hackett, Arkansas, the one that you said, it was like the perfect house that someone wanted to live in a haunted house.

And I agree.

Today, I'd like to tell you a story of why that I have a closet phobia.

It's a very, very scary phobia.

Let's see.

Yeah, I'll just jump right into it.

Okay.

So there was this house in Pittsburgh, Texas that we lived in, me and my mother and my stepfather.

It was kind of an older house. It was on the outskirts of town, on a hill, kind of back in the wood.

So it was kind of an awesome little house.

The rooms were really big, and my room had two closets in it.

And from being very little, I've always known that I was sensitive. The family just runs in the family. So I knew I felt something when we first moved in a house. But, you know, as being a little kid, you can't really just gurn what is evil, what is not evil, and that kind of thing. So my bed was set up to where it's against the wall where I can see my door, and the

door leads out into the hallway, which you pass by the bathroom on one side and my mother

and father's room on the other side.

And then it's a living room, and then off the living room, off from the living room, is the

kitchen.

And there's a coffee table and living

room which I would sit at and do my homework and I could see my bedroom door. But I'll explain why

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