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The Good evening and welcome to Monsters Among us.

I'm your guide, Derek Hayes.

Hello again folks and welcome back to another installment.

It's a downright pleasure to be sharing calls with you here tonight.

And boy do I have some exceptional specimens to share with you this evening.

A visit from The Glimberman, haunted graveyards, deadly negative energy, and maybe even a visit

from the infamous black-eyed kids.

But to kick us off tonight, a good old-fashioned ghost story, courtesy of Wendy from up in Canada.

Hello, this is Wendy calling from Vancouver, BC, Canada.

I bought a house when I was in my late 30s and moved into it and noticed right away that there was a feeling of not being alone, but surprisingly, not a scary feeling at all.

I should know that prior to this, I'd never, ever had any paranormal sightings or feelings or anything of that nature.

So I moved in the house and I would leave, for example, a door open and I'd return moments

later and the door would be closed. And it was absolutely silent. The house only had one owner

prior to me. It was built in the 50s and the elderly parents stayed till they were in their 90s.

When they passed, the children or then in their 60s sold it to me.

It felt like, well, maybe the fellow who built it preferred to have that door closed.

And there was only one time that it felt scary.

So for years, small things would happen, like I would nap.

And I would faintly hear my name called until I was woken up.

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