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When I was 17 I was laying in bed trying to sleep when my door opened and the hall light came on. I thought I was completely alone in the house. I got up and looked down the hallway thinking maybe the cat went insane and figured out how to turn on lights. I saw a little boy probably about 6 years old. He ran around a corner as he was playing and I never saw him again.
I asked around about the building the next day and I found out a little boy about 6 years old died in the house. To this day nobody believes me, but we had stuff go missing all the time in that house too. Plus little "items" left in our toilets.
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And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
~William Shakespeare
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