Today on Real Ghost Stories Online, living with a ghost name Bob.

One thing is for sure, this Bob can hold one hell of a grudge.

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So a ghost with a grudge that, I don't think I want a ghost like that.

If I have a ghost, I want the helpful type that just, you know, makes meals and things of that nature. Picks up. Picks up. Yeah. I mean, it's viruses off of computers. Things like that. You know, tells you the future. It'd be nice to, like, have your ghost. Like, if you can't make a home, they let your dog out. That would be cool. Things like that. It's like, man, I got to get home. My dog has to go to the bathroom. And then it's like, oh, but I got the ghost. And the ghost will do that for me. Huh. Yeah. Or if somebody breaks in, this would be awesome. Yeah. If somebody breaks into your house, assholes that do that shit, ghosts could scare the crap out of them. I think that would be great. I think that would be so much better than any alarm system if you just, like, they're in here trying to steal stuff. And then the ghost starts throwing things at them. And you'd want a ghost that maybe was incarcerated in life to really scare the crap out of them. But then you've got to deal a ghost that was incarcerated in life, living in your house with you too, which may not be the best of ideas. Yeah, because then he, I don't know, I'm just guessing. Seems like a ghost that could get pissed off easily. Yeah, could be. Let's go to the story. It says, let me begin by saying that for the first 20 out of my 22 years of being alive,

I was a total skeptic and disbeliever in the paranormal. I never experienced anything and had no reason to believe in ghost,

spirits, or anything paranormal. I dismissed every story that anyone had ever told me, and I always said

that I'd have to experience something for myself

in order to believe in anything. Well, last year I moved out into an apartment in Akron, Ohio,

with a buddy of mine. Before I got into everything, let me give you a description of the apartment

itself. It was a two-floor apartment. As soon as you walked into the door, the living room

was to your left,

and then there was an open area that could be used as a dining room. But we left empty.

To the left that was our kitchen, and to the right was the staircase that led up to my roommate's

bedroom, and there was a walkway by the staircase that led to my bedroom. His room was right

on top of mine. Now they have somewhat of a visual of my

apartment, let me begin by telling you the backstory. My roommate and I worked together at a factory

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