I have lived in our old country home for nineteen years now, and have raised my three
children here. We have a resident ghost: an old, cranky man dressed in brown suit and
hat - who sits on the third step leading to the upstairs' bedrooms (whom my daughters,
now nineteen and twenty, have seen off and on, for years). He never speaks...just sits
on the steps with his elbows on his knees and hands crossed. We recently acquired a
new female ghost that seems to stay on those set of steps also. She just floats and
looks at you, when you are on the way up or down the steps. My oldest daughter has
experienced her. By the way, I live across from a huge cemetery, and have had many
other visitors over the nineteen years we have lived here.
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