When I was 21, I moved in with my dad for a short period. (My parents divorced when I was young so I never lived with him)
He lived in a house that has been in the family since it was built in the late 1800's.
My bedroom was in front of the house which lead into a really wide hallway which had a set of creapy ass stairs that lead to a creapy ass attic.
I heard something in the hallway one night and got up to look. Coming down the steps was an old woman with long white hair in a long white dress.
I went back to bed because I thought I was dreaming or something. The next morning I was telling my sister about it when her eyes got wide. She said when they first moved in, she heard something in her room and looked up at an old woman with long white hair and a long dress..
I told my grandmother about it, she was born and raised in the house. Her mother died, in this house, when she was young so her grandmother raised her and her brothers. Her grandmother also died in the house. She never had her hair cut and was buried in a long white dress.
True story.
He lived in a house that has been in the family since it was built in the late 1800's.
My bedroom was in front of the house which lead into a really wide hallway which had a set of creapy ass stairs that lead to a creapy ass attic.
I heard something in the hallway one night and got up to look. Coming down the steps was an old woman with long white hair in a long white dress.
I went back to bed because I thought I was dreaming or something. The next morning I was telling my sister about it when her eyes got wide. She said when they first moved in, she heard something in her room and looked up at an old woman with long white hair and a long dress..
I told my grandmother about it, she was born and raised in the house. Her mother died, in this house, when she was young so her grandmother raised her and her brothers. Her grandmother also died in the house. She never had her hair cut and was buried in a long white dress.
True story.
