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Long Blonde Hair

November 16, 2013, 0 Comments

I have had several ghostly experiences at my house, particularly when I’m alone. My family and I are under the impression that a girl with long blonde hair (like me) likes to think my room is her room. Often times, we have had guests say that while I am in school, they hear walking, talking and the blow dryer being used in my room. My mother recalled a long time ago watching me play outside but hearing me say “Mama!” from inside my room. Here are the creepiest experiences yet.

Last year, I was driving home from school (usually it takes about fifteen minutes) when I got a frantic call from my brother asking how I got out of my room so fast. He seemed very frightened. I was very confused and informed him I had not been home yet but I was on my way. My brother was very scared by that time and explained to me what happened – He came home from school and called out to see if anyone was home – no reply. So he went to his room and started playing video games when out of the corner of his eye he saw what he thought to be my long blonde hair rush past his room. He called my name but no answer. When he heard my door slam really hard, he got up to see what was up but when he got to my room –nothing.

Although we still have no idea how that happened, things got creepier. About four months later, my two aunts came to visit and slept in my bed while I slept on the floor. I fell asleep in the same position and woke up in the same position. When I woke up, one of my aunts asked why I crawled into bed with them. Very confused, I replied that I had no recollection that I did that. We decided it was nothing until my other aunt asked me the same question. Apparently, in the middle of the night, they both felt a girl climb right into the middle of them and get into the blankets. Both of them figured I was just tired of the floor but once I told them it wasn’t me, my aunt remembered she saw a girl with long blonde hair pacing back and forth and then stopping to stare at her. She couldn’t see the girls face because it was dark but the next morning she dismissed it as a dream until I claimed in my defense that I fell asleep and woke up in the same position. That morning, it was confirmed I am not the only resident in my room.

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