Real ghost stories from real people.

This is Into the Paranormal with Tony Bruske.

Some stories leave us with more questions than answers, like a shadow lingering just beyond the light.

Tonight we explore one such tale, a family, a home, and an unseen presence that seemed to seep through

the walls of their everyday life. It begins with a young child's excitement over a new bedroom,

but it doesn't take long for that excitement to turn into unease. What would you do if a light

fixture defied logic, a bureau blocked a door on its own? Or an unseen voice called your name from the shadows?

These aren't just stories to this family. They're fragments of a reality they lived through. A reality that seemed to blur the line between the known and the unknown.

Was it a restless spirit seeking attention? Or something far more personal,

an echo of a tragedy buried in the very bones of the house? These questions haunt the family

to this day. Let's get to the letter. They write, I was nine years old and thrilled to move

into our new home. For the first time I had my very

own room, a big moment for any kid. The house wasn't fancy, but it felt like a fresh start for

our family of five. It was an older house with creaky floors and the kind of quirks you'd

expect, but nothing that seemed unusual at first.

The excitement didn't last long.

A few months after we moved in, something strange happened, something none of us could explain.

One day we all went to the circus, leaving the house empty for hours.

When we returned, we found the light fixture that hung at the bottom of the staircase lying upside down on the floor.

It wasn't broken, and two of the three screws that held it in place were still intact.

The third screw was up in the ceiling as if it had been unscrewed deliberately.

My parents were baffled. They double-checked with my grandmother, the only other person with a key to our house, but she hadn't been there. No one had. It was one of those moments that made

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