No Sleep In The House

What do you do when you grow up in a haunted house that makes sleeping near impossible?
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“Another time I had friends over for a sleepover we had all been downstairs hanging out until I got tired and went upstairs to my bed, my two friends stayed downstairs, and I could hear them still laughing and talking. I had a bunk bed so the head of my bed faces out the window and the feet were right beside the door so I could see anyone if they walked into the room. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, as I was laying there I heard someone whisper my name, I thought at first it was my friends but then I heard them downstairs so I ignored it and I heard it again so I looked at the foot of my bed and there was a woman standing at the foot of my bed, she was kind of of grey glowing and she was kind of old looking, but we just locked eyes, I didn’t move or blink, I felt so frozen I tried to speak to call my friends but my voice was so quiet and the woman just stayed there her hands wrapped around the bars of my bunk bed. I began to call their names louder and louder until they could hear me, and they ran upstairs, I had thrown the covers over my head when I started yelling louder and when I pulled them back, she was gone.”

Suddenly I saw a dark figure at the end of the hall come out of room 13 on the left, walk across the hall and go into room 12 on the right. I was not looking directly at it when it happened, but it was not quite out of the corner of my eye either, it was just enough in my field of vision that I know what I saw. I stopped what I was doing and stared down the hall and remembered distinctly thinking that all the patients down there were bedridden.”

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