She reluctantly handed the keys. Finally, I was able to get out of this place. The place where everything happened. Now this place is called the ghost house. And the house was pretty haunted. For the time I lived there (which by the way was 3 years.) I had a few paranormal experiences myself. Like one time, the lights started flickering and I heard footsteps upstairs. Even Though no one lived in this house except me. This kept happening a few times. Each time the footsteps get louder. I still lived as I had nowhere to go and except that it was pretty normal. But one day my patience broke. Let me tell you what happened… It was a nice and sunny day and I was in the kitchen cooking some food. When one of the dishes started moving and then I started hearing things crash upstairs. Once I heard and saw that I was done. I ran outside screaming for help. But no one came, everyone was too scared to even go close to the house. From that day on I kept searching for a house that was in my price range and once I found my desired and preferred home I started packing and now it has been a month. And all I know is that I am out of that and for the next person. Good luck.
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