My grandparents live in an old house in Georgia that was known to be haunted. I would avoid the basement, due to stories the cleaning lady and my older sister told me about it. One December my grandfather wanted me to get a book for him from there.
I remember feeling a strong presence behind me when I got down there and it felt as if something was watching me. Turning around from the box of books in front of me I saw nothing, but the feeling of being watched stayed.
I grabbed a random book then ran back upstairs. But before my foot touched the steps something in white with long black hair ran past me.
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Author: This is based on true events that happened to me at my grandparents house. I have more stories about their house, along with the one I used to live in too.
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Scary stories & Urban legends
УжасыRead at your own risk, but don't blame me for your nightmares. Some are based off true events and some aren't. "Even the dead tell stories." -Marcus Sedgwick
