This is real ghost stories online.

Sometimes haunt things.

Sometimes hauntings can start out pretty innocent. They can start out almost deceivingly innocent.

This picture this, you're home alone and you hear the voice of a child.

Not just any child, but a child singing an old nursery rhyme.

Seems pretty innocent, right? Seems like something you'd almost want to reach out and help and go, I'm sorry you're here? What, you know, what, can I do anything?

I, this is kind of sad to think that you're here just kind of all by yourself.

But is that truly what is haunting a location when things like that happen?

In our next story, we hear about a couple alone and they're very old house.

We're not of nowhere, that very event occurs a child singing a nursery rhyme pretty

innocent right you would think until it takes a very dramatic turn towards the dark.

Take a listen. I live in Tasmania in Australia and in 1989 one of the tenants in a very old house in South

Hubbard together with my girlfriend and I experienced the following. I won't name

the street but the house was number 13 which may or may not have had something to do with

what went on there. The place have been built in the 19th century, formerly been

the barracks for the prison guards at the nearby women's prison in South Hobart, known

as the female factory, in keeping with the requirements of a dwelling of a

19th century military nature and the walls of the house had been constructed from

very thick sandstone blocks designed to withstand cannon fire and other forms of attack.

And it also mistakenly been geographically positioned according to the location

of the rise and fall of the sun as it would have been had the house been built in England. and

the rise in the sun as it would have been had the house been built in England. And so none of the windows ever got much direct sunlight at all,

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