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We moved into the apartment in the summer of 2008. After about a week o so of living there. I was sitting at the computer in the living room across from the kitchen. My husband was in the kitchen and was about to make tea and koolaid. He opened the fridge and grabbed one of the pitchers the plastic spouted kind with the handle. And the one behind it flew out and almost hit him in the face. It thudded on the living room not too far from my feet.

After my eldest daughter's first birthday we found out that we were expecting again. During my pregnancy with our second daughter I experienced a moment of paralysis. It was one of the most scariest moments of my life. I had to force myself to roll out of bed to regain feeling and be able to breathe.

Then about a year after living there we began hearing children laughing in our daughters room. When she wasn't there we heard what sounded like a baby giving blood curdling screams. My eldest would even talk to what sounded like a little girl answering her.

My friend died Christmas Eve of 2009. He commited suicide. The day before he died we said some horrible things to each other and even though I have forgiven myself it still hurts. A few months after he died I was walking to the bathroom in the middle of the night. When I heard a guy whisper my name into my ear. It sounded just like him.

Before we moved we found out that we were once again expecting. Our third and final child. Another little girl. A month before we moved their toys would go off. I would turn them off and they would go off and I would look to find them back on again.

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I forgot how old I was when we lived there or what grade I was in. The only thing that I really remember is my friend Melissa and I were sitting in my closet. We had a flashlight on a small plastic table in there while we talked. We were trying to get away from my little brother. When we heard a cough coming from within the closet, it was neither of us. When we looked up there was an apparition of a woman looking down at us. Of course we freaked out and ran. You could see her down to the beginning of her chest. She was a light smoky grey color, had poofy curly hair pinned back, sharp features, petite looking, and had no eyes. She was on the shelf bent down looking at us her hands on the hanger bar.

Also while living there, I had a dream about my stepdad dying. He is a semi driver. At the time we didn't have a regular vehicle, when he was in town we drove around in his semi. Well on the Fourth of July we bought some firecrackers, roman candles, bottle rockets, etc. We decided to drive out in the middle of nowhere off of a quiet highway. We were out there for about two hours or so. He had parked his semi in front of a ravine that sheered down about 25-30 feet. The back of the semi was facing the ravine. When we went to pull out the sand and gravel on the shoulder of the highway leading to the ravine, was pulling the truck backward. My stepfather had me, my mom, and little brother get out of the truck. We heard his engine screech real loud and then the semi just roll back followed by a bang. The back wheels and part of the trailer hook up were over the ledge. My mom and I finally started screaming at him to get out, but he refused. So far we were the only ones out there, finally a man his wife and teenage son were driving by, and heard our frantic screams to get my stepdad to stop. They drove a Ford F120 pickup and used a chain to try to pull the semi out. For the first thirty minutes or so the truck struggled to pull him out. A couple of times they were almost pulled in with him, but finally they were able to pull him out. I had a dream about the exact same thing that happened to us. Except nobody came to help us, and my stepdad plunged into the ravine.