Ok one time when I was about 7 years old. Me and my brother who was about 13 at th time were home alone. I was going to go up stairs to my room. but something was wrong. As I started to go up the stairs I looked up and saw a man standing at the top of the stairs. He had on a long black coat and a black hat covering his face. I got scared and yelled for my brother. He saw the man standing there. He took off running and left me there. So I took off running, and got on my brothers bike and took off as fast as we could. when we came back he was gone, and we never seen him or it again. How it changed my life:I now believe in Ghosts
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