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When I was twelve years old, my mother took me to a friend’s dinner party in his farmhouse. We were in Gadsden County, North Florida, out in the country. Our host had turned down the lights and there were candles everywhere. Over simple conversation someone asked me, in that special Southern way, where my people were

This isn’t exactly scary, as it is pretty weird and a little sad and paranormal. It’s also kinda long, but it really happened to me this year.

When I was 10 my parents moved us from air force base housing to a split level home they bought rather cheaply. I remember having to stay with my godfather for a few months, because the house was a bit unlivable and needed repairs before we moved in. Every day my sister and I would be stuck in the big empty house