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First, I want to thank anyone and everyone who stops to read this post. It is my first post, and it is an actual account of one of the many paranormal experiences I've had.

My hope is to open a stream of people who have paranormal experiences and show you're not alone.

This starts in a childhood home. It's a home I don't remember on my own account but my mom, she remembers is all to well. It was a regular Wednesday in the early 2000's she is a single mom who worked 2 jobs to support my sister and I. She was returning from her morning job to take my sister and I to our evening babysitter. As mom enters the home she's standing in the foyer to the left is out living room to the right is the dining room and kitchen and looking forward is a grand spiral staircase. She hollers to the quiet home, "Hey, mouse, is anyone home?" Mouse was my cousin's nickname. A short second later my mom hears mouses soft voice from around the living room. She was holding my little sister who was no more than a year old, "Oh Casey, you're home! I was just changing Noel here she had a blow out!" Mouse hands my sister to my mom, "Oh i bet she did! The solid foods are really messing with her tummy. Where's Maggie?" My mom walks around to the kitchen as she scans the downstairs for me. "I think she went upstairs to play and fell asleep she's been pretty quiet for a while now." Mouse takes Noel as my mom hands her over to go upstairs to find me. As she reaches the top of the stairs there is a short walkway leading right into the room that was our designated play area and guest bedroom. My mom's hand softly pushes the cracked door open a little more as to not awake me and to her horror she sees me. I am bound completely head to toe so tight my nose started to bleed. The once white sheets stained from my blood. "Maggie, no!" She screams and jumps into action ripping at the sheets to unravel me. As the sheets loosen up, I'm finally able to start screaming gasping for air.

No one knows how I got so wrapped in those sheets, but to this day, I still can't stand being wrapped up too tight in bedding.

Thank you for reading and don't worry there's plenty more to come!

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