ANDMy name is Cynthia and I lived in my grandparents' house until I was about 11 years venerable. I lived with my mother and grandparents in a wonderful house in Blue Bell. One day I was about 7 years venerable and I was sleeping in my mother's room because at that time my room seemed very strange. In the middle of the night, I suddenly opened my eyes and saw a wall. I looked around the shadowy room and heard the bathroom door creak open on the other side of my mother's bedroom. My mother wakes up very easily, so I nudged her shoulder to tell her what I heard. When she got up, I followed her to the bathroom. I'm 100% sure that night, right before I fell asleep, the bathroom door was completely closed. Well, at this point everything was open! I looked at my mother in surprise, just as she looked at me. She tried not to let me be scared by the fact that she was scared too. She simply said uncomfortably that it was the wind, which was impossible because the bathroom window was always closed. We went back to bed, unsure of our other encounters.
Since then we have experienced many other terrifying things. Like when huge balls pop out in every photo we take at home. And while my dog is still barking in the closet and he and I are sitting at the computer desk. Or when I was sleeping in my room, I woke up and very faintly saw the figure of a boy appear in the corner, next to my closet, he looked at me, walked to the bed and fell to the floor, disappearing next to me.
I have known all my life that my home was in the nursery campground on George Washington's battlefield. It was here that all wounded soldiers went for rehabilitation. My grandparents still live there and I visit them often. I love this house because I grew up in it. Fortunately, the ghosts haunting this house will not drive me away.
