My friends house was built in the late 1700's. I had spent the night and woke up just in time to hear the grandfather clock downstairs strike 6. From where the bed is in his bedroom, I could look over across the hallway into the bathroom. This time it wasn't the bathroom. The room had an eerie red glow to it. There were two people dressed in nightgowns and bedcaps pulling the spread down on a huge canopy bed. They got into the bed and I fell back to sleep. The next morning I told my friends mom what I had seen, she then told me that that used to be the master bedroom of the house. How it changed my life:Nothing in my life changed, I have always believed.
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