The House

The House

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This is my first story in this account so I'm going to write a short story I experienced myself in my house. When I was 6 I moved houses to England. In the first day I already noticed something was wrong . The house was dirty everywhere and had crosses in every room. After about 2 years my family started noticing several paranormal activities like doors shutting them selves or hearing whispers . One day me and my family went to the city for a couple of hours , We closed every window in the house,we closed all doors and turned everything off. After them couple of hours we came back to our house and we were just a couple of meters away when we noticed ALL the windows were opened and the lights were on. We came in the house when we noticed the back door was open and all of our electronics were working same with the heating system. Now it's been about 10 years from then . We moved houses from England and its all fine now. Tell me your experiences In the comments!! Bye
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