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A good friend's Grandfather died and soon after he and his wife moved into the house. They had lots of experiences there, so many that I can't remember them all, but one stuck with me.
My friend had a young daughter, probably around 4 or 5 when this occurred. His little girl was an infant when his grandpa died, so she never knew him. One day some friends were over at his house hanging out in the kitchen and his daughter was playing in the back bedroom with a friend. All of sudden the two little girls come running into the kitchen crying about "the old man tugging at their clothes" My friend ran into the bedroom and it was empty. They asked the little girls to describe what the man looked liked. The description fit grandpa exactly, down to the clothes he typically wore. My friend showed his daughter a picture of his grandfather, she started crying again screaming "that's him!"
His wife hated to take showers there because the bathroom would always get extremely cold and she could feel someone staring at her. There is a big bay window in the front of the house, so you can see most of the living room, the doorway leading into the kitchen, and the start of the hallway from outside. His wife pulled up in front of the house one night, no one was home and she needed to run in and grab a key or something. Well as she pulled in the driveway she saw grandpa walk out of the kitchen and down the hallway. She bolted in the house grabbed the key and ran for dear life back out.
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