And then I hear someone running up the stairs, like absolutely booking it.

Some of the things our storyteller today has experienced over the years still haunt him.

And they aren't just memories.

These are the true paranormal stories that have followed him across homes and time.

My name is Edwin, and here is Michael's true, scary story. I grew up in Michigan.

I was in junior high.

My uncle had just passed away at that point, and it was a pretty hard time for the whole family.

And my aunt wanted to sell her house.

This house was an old house.

I mean, this thing was built in the 1800s,

in like an older part of town where there were

a lot of the historical buildings that were the more upper class houses

in the area.

And it was this old red brick house.

It always had this weird vibe, but I never saw anything in there until after my uncle passed away.

He would always say that he would hear children running in the house, laughing. My cousin would be not there.

The neighbor kids would all be at school.

Literally, there would be no reason for kids to be there and he would hear children playing.

I never felt anything until me and my grandfather, this is during the summer, we were asked to refurbish the house.

We were giving it a new coat of paint on the outside, and we were just cleaning things up on

the inside. The first day we set out to do the work.

It was cleaning some random stuff from the inside of the house that was still left over there.

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