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This is Cactus What The Fucculent Vintage shirt . it gets strange. The same night after the sound system almost blew the speakers on its own. We later heard the water running in the kitchen sink. We went to investigate and one of the taps was on full flow. Again, it was very strange as one would physically have to turn the tap to open the valve. As cliche as this may sound, it was very cold when I went into the kitchen to investigate the kitchen event. The fact of the matter is that both of these events happened on the same night and definitely spoked the family a little. In November of 2011, my mother had her second major stroke and had to be put into long term care, because we just couldn’t give her what she really needed. My husband and I had recently moved out of state to his first military duty station.

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Luckily, it Cactus What The Fucculent Vintage shirt . only a 5-hour. Drive and we were able to spend Thanksgiving with my dad that year. The house I grew up in had always been creepy. Over the years, we heard footsteps upstairs when we were all downstairs, we saw shadows. Doppelgängers and things that just shouldn’t have been there. I hated leaving my dad alone there, as he was ill (at that point, we didn’t know it was cancer, just that he was slowing down). We convinced him to come to live with us, but couldn’t bring him right away, because he had to sort through 30 years of accumulation and we were living in a one-bedroom house. We made plans to come back and bring him home with us around the first of the year-6 weeks later. My dad hated talking on the phone. He grew up before people really even had landlines and just never really liked phones. After we got home, he me every single day. I knew something was up because this is the man who would cuss out his cell phone until it stopped ringing. He wouldn’t elaborate, he would just admit the house was getting weird. We only slept there for 2 nights. The first night, my husband and I were trying to go to sleep and we started hearing stomping upstairs. The attic was huge and had previously been my room as a teenager, it has hardwood floors and had wooden enclosed steps. We both realized we never heard my dad go upstairs and were trying to figure out why he’d be up there in the middle of the night when we had decided to get his stuff up there in the daylight the next day. I got up and went out to the living room and he was sitting on the couch. He asked me if the stomping had woken us up too?
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