I went for a walk down my road with my camera on a nice day.
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The house across the street from my own. Inhabited briefly a few times a year by possible killers. |
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The red leaves are my favorite. |
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No one lives here anymore. The people who own it stopped coming up years ago. It's absolutely haunted. |
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My house. Built by my dad and only half haunted, since we live on property containing multiple foundations of old homes from the 1800s and the ghosts like to visit. |
A ghost has been messing with my rearview mirror. Two mornings in a row it had been moved drastically. The thirdly morning, after asking my dad if he'd been in my car, it was untouched, but I locked my car that night anyway. The next morning it was turned down again. I did not move it. I thought long and hard about if I had by accident. I did not.
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