The creepiest story in my haunted house
It was the fourth of July in 2016. I was fifteen at the time. My parents went out for the night to have a drink, and my younger brother (Who was thirteen at the time) was off doing something else, so I was home alone with my black labrador, Maeby. Maeby hated loud noises, and fireworks were the worst. I remember a while after the fireworks had ended, Maeby was still panting and shaking. I was next to her, trying to calm her down, when she suddenly stopped freaking out. Her head shot up, her ears went up, and she was completely still. I was confused, but stayed still as well, listening to what could have triggered her. I didn't hear any voices or a door slam, my parents couldn't have been home. Then, I heard something. It was faint, but I listened. It was coming from upstairs. It sounded like one of those lullaby sound effects that came from a baby's crib mobile. It made absolutely no sense, because my brother and I were the only kids living in the house. Slowly, I got up, and began walking to the stairs. The sound was still going on, but it was still quiet, so I walked slowly. I made my way up the steps, Maeby not far behind me. As I got upstairs, the sound was becoming more faint. When I walked down a hallway, leading to my Brother's room, the noise was gone. I am 24 now, and am still a believer in the paranormal. I had a few other encounters in that house after that, but this one truly got me thinking there could have been a ghost in that house.
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