I had a recent conversation with someone who shares space in the house I'm renting. We were talking about our experiences wih the ghost that haunts the place. The spirit in question is thought to be the man who's name was found written on an interior wall when the place was renovated. A message written in red paint behind a torn down wall suggested that a Mr. X was in fact a victim of murder, not an accident like was thought.
Anyways, this conversation led to the discovery that I'm living in what could be considered one of the areas first crack houses. Apparently a particular door fell victim to repeated shotgun blasts during a drug raid and was subsequently removed. Now, I'm not a crack dealer if you're looking for coincidence here...but once in a while I look for old timers who pause as they walk by and look into the front door...with that long-haired glint in their eyes.
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I lived in a haunted house for about.....10-maybe more years growing up. I saw the ghost quite often. It had a bad habit of turning on the tv and the shower, and it loved opening all of the cupboards in the kitchen so that when you walked in caught off guard...you usually peed your pants. Creepy!
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