It all started when me, my mom and my sister moved out of my moms ex boyfriends house into our own. We were excited and happy to be on our own and move into a new space. It was a two story house that was medium brown and it had a huge wrap around porch and it was on the quiet side of town it seemed perfect.
When you walked in you were in the living room and on the far right of the room was the strairs going upstairs. And on the far left was the door way into the kitchen. The stove was right off to the side of the wall as soon as you walk into the kitchen, and beside the stove was the entrance to the basement. A little bit infront of the door to the basement was the kitchen table on the right wall and on that same wall was the back door entrance.
Straight from the doorway from the livingroom and one the back way was the cabinets and the sink and off to the side was the fridge. On the same wall with the cabinets was the door that went into the bathroom/laundry room that were separate rooms but no door separating the two rooms. You would walk through the little laundry room into the bathroom to the toilet and shower.
That was the first floor. No I never really would go into the basement cause it was so creepy and would give me a weird vibe. But you would go into the basement there would be an open room then there was a hole in the wall you had to climb through to get to the other section of the basement. The other section was also a open room and each room and a door leading to the outside under the porch.
Now the upstairs was basically just two bedrooms. As soon as you would go up the stairs you would immediately be in my and my sisters room it was just open no door at the top of the stairs. Then you would walk through my room to get to my moms room. My layout of my furniture would change alot so I'm not going to bother explaining how it was layed out cause it would change so much. But my moms room stayed the same.
As you walked through the door right off to the side by the door is her big canopy bed infront of her bed was her vanity and off the left of the vanity was her tall dresser with her tv on too. Looking from the foot of her bed to the headboard off to the right was a weird cubby type closet with no door but it was completely down to the floor it was like a hole in the wall. That was the whole lay out of the house my moms room was over the livingroom and my room was over the kitchen. Nothing weird happened when we moved in it was nice and seemed bright and friendly.
We lived there for a few months before my mom brought over a new boyfriend. I started to notice when he came over that's when things started to happen.
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ParanormalMy real life ghost experiences that happened in my old house back in 2017.