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A little while ago, my family moved from Pennsylvania to a house in Maryland. The house was on a hill and very secluded from the rest of the town. It was perched upon the very top of a hill and had a black gate guarding it. When we moved, the previous owners had given us some background history on the house. They told us that over 30 years ago a baby had been born in my parents’ room, and that there had also been a death in the house, but forgot to tell us where. The house was large, beautiful, but naturally very noisy. The stairs creaked loudly when we walked up them, and the air leaked through the parched wood of the floorboards, walls, and windows making an eerie whistling sound. The house was very hollow, so there was a lot of echoing. My room was all the way downstairs though, so I didn’t have to worry about that as much. Other than that, the house seemed like the average Victorian house in Venoiro County. By the time I moved out of the house, I had my share of strange occurrences. After about a year of living in that house, I had found out that it wasn’t as normal as I had first suspected. I’m pretty sure there were at least 10 ghosts living in that house. Each of them had very unusual habits. While my dad was working he sometimes liked to listen to the radio, obviously so did the ghosts. Sometimes we would be woken in the middle of the night by loud blasts of music from the radio in the office if my dad had forgotten to unplug the radio before going to bed. Or when we’d come back to the house after being on a vacation we’d find the radio to be on. But that was only one of the peculiar habits the ghosts had.
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