Real ghost stories from real people.

This is Into the Paranormal with Tony Brucey.

There's something about the quiet of a childhood bedroom that makes the darkness feel heavier.

For one young girl, the shadows in her room weren't just shadows.

They seem to have a mind of their own. Her parents dismissed her fears

as nothing more than a child's imagination. But what if they were wrong? Tonight we delve into

the unsettling account of a girl whose childhood was forever shaped by an inexplicable presence

in her home. Was it her own fears brought to life,

or did something from the other side step into her world drawn to her vulnerability?

This is a story that challenges the boundary between the real and the imagined, between what we

dismiss as coincidence and what we fear to confront. Shadows,

toys, and whispers all play their part in an experience that will leave you questioning what

might be lurking in the corners of your own home. Let's get to the letter. They write,

Dear, Tony, I want to let you know that I am a young woman with hearing loss, meaning impartially deaf,

so please bear with me and my English skills.

I primarily use sign language, but I'll try my best to explain my ghost experience.

Ever since I was a little girl, maybe five or six years old, I've had strange experiences,

things I can't fully explain.

At the time, I lived in an old apartment building with my parents. It was small, with only one

bedroom and one bathroom. My parents usually slept in the living room on a futon while I slept

alone in the bedroom. They wanted me to get used to being independent, like other kids, but like

most children, I was scared of the dark. I remember crying to my mother, begging her to let me stay

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