Natalia is back to talk about a strange encounter inside her very home.

A person who she believed was there was not.

My name is Edwin.

Tears are true, scary story.

I live in Southern California from the outer areas of the busy downtown Los Angeles.

I live in a house where I've lived in.

I want to say I've been here for about 27 years.

We have a pretty big house and for some reason there's always people living with us

additionally.

It's not just me and my parents.

There's always somebody else living.

For example, right now, it's my uncle and his daughter in one room and her daughter

in another bedroom.

So the house is always occupied and it's always my tenants, if you will, that are the ones

that are always reporting, having some type of experience.

But for some reason to us, who are the main people of the house, we just weren't really

getting any of that.

So my dogs, they're usually only inside the house when somebody is home.

Because when I was out with my parents, we were in my car and I told them, hey, we were

coming back home from wherever the heck we were.

I think we went to breakfast and I told them, hey, I got to go run some errands.

I'm just going to drop you off at home and then I'm going to take off.

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