As most of my friends and family know, I live in a perpetrated haunted house. When we first moved here, it made me somewhat frightened whenever I heard a strange noise. You get used to them, however, and you go about your daily business. After all, when one moves into a scary house, strange things happen. It's funny how I roll with the punches. One time, I mentioned in a previous blog post, the loud noise in the upstairs while I was in the kitchen. We have no explanation for it. Maylyn's friends tell us of a child being hit by a car in front of this house and, if that is so, I know he is safe in heaven and not stuck here haunting this place. Another young child died of measles here and once again can only surmise he is safe with his family enjoying the afterlife.
This house was built around 1848 and a lot of living went on here way before we took over as owners. I'll try to keep up with the changes this old lady has gone through and hopefully scare some of you to pieces as I write ghost stories in my little piece of heaven.
Love, Lynn
This house was built around 1848 and a lot of living went on here way before we took over as owners. I'll try to keep up with the changes this old lady has gone through and hopefully scare some of you to pieces as I write ghost stories in my little piece of heaven.
Love, Lynn
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