Years ago my late aunt was telling my mom and dad about all these weird things happening in their house back in the early 80's. How their teenaged daughters would be getting ready for school in the mornings and stand in front of the dressing mirror fixing their hair and go to grab the hairbrush that had just been sitting there and it vanish and be gone and go to look for it and ask if the other sister had taken it, only to return to find it still laying there on the dresser. Or the time when my aunt was home alone busy cleaning the house with only my little 3 year old cousin and my cousin wanted a pickle from atop the fridge in the huge pickle jar and my aunt had told her "In a minute when mommy's finished" and five minutes passed and my cousin returns with the pickle in her hand and my aunt asked "Barbie how on earth did you get that pickle?" and the little girl said "Bobo got it for me." It was a playful ghost they had for years while living in that house.
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