Real ghost stories from real people.

This is Into the Paranormal with Tony Bruske.

It began with a chill.

Not the kind you feel when the weather turns or a draft sneaks through a window,

but a deeper, unshakable cold.

The kind that wraps itself around your core and whispers that something

is not right. A young girl, just 14, had no way of knowing that her quiet life in a small

town would soon spiral into a series of unexplainable haunting events. It started as fleeting

sensations, a breeze where none should exist, shadows darting in the corners of her vision quickly escalated.

Unseen forces growled from the darkness. Her bed trembled as though shaken by invisible hands.

Nights turned into battlegrounds of fear and sleep became a luxury she could no longer afford.

What followed spanned decades, weaving through homes, towns, and even a notorious cemetery.

At each turned something sinister lingered, watching, waiting.

Was it the land itself, scarred by history and tragedy?

Or was the young girl, now a mother, marked by an unseen force?

Could the fears be explained by the mind's treacherous ability to fill in the blanks?

Or was there truly something lurking just beyond the veil?

Let's get to the letter.

They write, Dear Tony, I've carried these experiences for so long trying to make sense of what happened, but the more I think about them, the less they make sense. It all started when I was 14.

We had just moved into a modest house in a quiet neighborhood in Red Bluff. It wasn't anything special. Just an ordinary house on an ordinary street. At least, that's what we thought at first.

The first incident happened in the bathroom. I was taking a shower when I felt it. A cold breeze,

sharp and sudden, like someone had opened a window. But all the windows were closed. I brushed it

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