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Hi, this is Angela.

I live in Georgia right now, but I grew up in New York and that's where my story takes place. Basically when I was a younger,

was probably teenage years, we moved into a house.

And it was the first house, my father was able to buy for us.

He worked really hard to be able to get it.

And it was a working class neighborhood,

but it was a pretty nice house.

And one of the first experiences we had was that my father, you know, one of the neighbors was walking by and

introduced themselves and he was like oh come inside come inside come and see you know

what we're doing and you know things like that and the neighbor was like oh no no that's okay I'm not going to go in there and

Rassalto was like why and the neighbor was just kind of like well there's scary things in there

you know people talk about it all the time. There's, you know,

something in that house. So my father just kind of blew it off because my dad was a big,

you know, tough truck driver guy and you know he didn't really believe I don't think I mean I

think he kind of thought maybe there could be things you know spirits or ghosts but

he didn't really focus on that or let it bother him.

And then as time went on after we moved in,

we did realize that things started to happen.

And my dad, because he was a truck driver driver he would be out of the house very

early in the morning by five o'clock in the morning my dad was out and off to work and

at the time my sister and I had separate rooms on the second level but there was an addict and when my dad would leave for work that early in the morning my mom at that time was a stay-at-home mom and she would usually go back to bed for a little while before we had to

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