I grew up in a house where strange things happen to me alone. was I going crazy or was there something beyond?
we used to live in Canada we moved to this strange house - sometimes I hear voices and others sometimes right before my very eyes objects move on their own. I can't sleep, always afraid... unbearable nightmares.....
ok, that's it "mum, dad why do we have to come to this godforsaken creepy house. Nobody believes me and everybody thinks I'm crazy," I don't know when I broke down in tears. What was happening to me? " mum, dad, tomorrow we are all going back to Canada and I don't care if you can't afford to live there anymore" I knew that would never happen, with the tears in my eyes I ran to my room sat on the floor and buried my head in between my tights with my hands around my legs not knowing that that was the beginning I raised my head and was dumbfounded by what I was seeing. What was that?
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