Macy

Hi Ghosties, I'm Macy.

That's Piper and Petey.

We will try.

She doesn't relax.

It is Thursday, so it's Listener Story Day, and we've got a few good ones for you.

Yeah, me too.

Our tea today is David's Tea, Lavender Earl Grey.

It's very delicious.

it's so good it's so good yeah we will start with our first story from Georgie hi I recently became a listener and I've been binging every episode I wanted to send in my personal paranormal story it'll be a little long so I don't know if you guys will want to include it but hope you like it anyhow

My mom bought my childhood home when I was five.

It was built in either the 1910s or 1920s with all the old, beautiful architecture.

When we moved in, there was a lot of stuff left from the old lady that had lived there before us.

Old china, random knickknacks, a suitcase in the attic that was empty, but we never moved it from there.

She didn't die in the house or anything, but she did pass I think a couple years after we lived there.

I always had a feeling in the house, not necessarily bad or anything, but there always seemed to be a presence.

I knew that from very early on, even though my little kid brain didn't really know what that meant.

As I got older, it was clear that other people felt it as well, as most of my friends that would come over would tell me how they were creeped out.

Most of the early stuff is stories from my mom since my brother and I were so young.

She told me once that she was using the bathroom in the middle of the night with the door cracked open since no one else was awake.

She saw a passing person out of the corner of her eye, small figure, brown hair, and what looked like a pink bathrobe.