Roses are red, violets are blue, I love a paranormal chicks, and I know y'all do too.

Hey creepsters, it's your favorite Cincinnati creepster, Tanya Rose, here to introduce the newest episode of sinister sightings.

Just remember, creep it real, and don't get scared.

Hey y'all, I'm Donna, and I'm Carrie, and we are a paranormal chicks.

Since your sightings 166, I don't know, you said paranormal chicks, I don't know, and then when I said,

like I went down four octaves, you know, we got to keep y'all guessing, you never know what kind of intro you're going to get.

And we never know what kind of intro we're going to get, but Tanya F knocked it out of the park, she is a poet, did not know it, or did she?

Ah, ah, ah!

Well, if y'all want to knock it out of the park and be a poet and know it, just like Tanya, head on over to patreon.com slash the APC podcast.

Okay, the first one, sinister sightings y'all. Hey y'all, my name is Holly, and I've had quite the amount of paranormal experiences.

I grew up in Kentucky, but have since moved to southern Indiana.

I just love y'all's podcast, not only are the two subjects you cover creepy cool, you to remind me of myself and my best friend, or even my family members.

You guys crack me up, and I think that's important when exposing yourself to heavy subjects.

I'm just going to jump right into it, feel free to share whatever if all parts.

Growing up, I remember seeing shadow people a lot, and I remember they would walk up to my bed at night and stare at me.

I would either hide under the covers or yell for my parents who were getting pretty annoyed and contributed it to watching spooky things.

I'd always told my parents something was off with the house. I had a great childhood and mostly played in the woods with my sister.

Once I was older, my dad told me there used to be a second floor in that house that burned down, but he didn't know much about it.

The next house we moved into was also off.

First of all, the room that became mine, we had to completely strip and redo.

The walls were painted black and red with staples from the floor up to the ceiling in the walls.

The room our sister stayed in was where the woman who lived before us died.

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