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So some time later I get out of the shower and hear the kids talking. Im drying my hair in the middle of the hallway facing one end, the end where the kids room is on one side and this freaky closed room is on the other. eventually I realize that the voice isnt exactly liek one of the kids in particular, and it says something to me. At this point I'm still =o? so I take a step forward and say "what" because I didnt really understand. I hear it again, and its at this point I not only see the kids from the corner of their doorway (both asleep) but realize the questio is actually coming from the closed room. I turned around and pulled a Mel Gibson in Signs straight to the kitchen were Lenore was. Scared shitless like I am now just for retelling that.
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That reminds me of an account my sister had in my house once. She stated that one night she heard voices coming from the hallway. She learned later that no one had gone into the hallway the entire night. There's probably a rational explanation for that one, though. Yours is very strange.
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