This is a real ghost stories online extra.

So I wanted to send in a story.

Um, goes back to my childhood.

My mom, married my stepdad when I was about five years old, I think.

And we moved into his family. I was about five years old, I think.

And we moved into his family home, which he had inherited.

It was an older home.

I mean, it was small, but it probably dated back to, I mean, the early 1900s, probably.

It was very close to a railroad track.

I mean, within, you know, half a a mile maybe less.

But, you know, myself being I was probably five, six years old, like I said, I didn't, you know,

understand about the paranormal or anything like that.

But I remember one thing very vividly about this house.

There was one night that we were in bed bed it was only a two-bedroom house like i said very small um so uh my mom myself and my stepdad you know we slept in a together, and then my aunt, who was my mother's sister, she had the other bedroom.

She lived with us.

And so this one night, I just remember being woken up by my mother, like, screaming horribly loud.

And she was just freaking out.

And we had a sliding glass, like, door out to a porch or a balcony, whatever.

And I remember when I heard her screaming, when I woke up, I saw this giant, like, spotlight on this, the curtain for this sliding glass door.

And, you know, being half asleep, I didn't realize or understand what was going on at the time.

It was just, it was like if someone shone like a little spotlight, perfect circle on the

curtain that went out to our deck, you know, on our sliding glass door.

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