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Shortly after moving into our first house in Brooklyn Center, MN, I was trying to figure out what to do with an extra room in the basement, but every time I went in there, I noticed that it was REALLY cold, even in the middle of summer. I told my husband about it a few times, and we would just not go in there. Finally one night after I had gone to bed, my husband went in the room. This is what he told me the next morning. He said he was sitting in the middle of the room very calmly letting his mind relax. An impression came slowly into his mind, and here's the following story: The vision of a small girl perhaps 9 or 10 came before him. She had stated that there was a large fight in the area and she was running from a scary man. She ran deep into the woods and after many hours she became so exhausted that she found a place in the woods nestled in a little ball and fell fast asleep. The next vision he saw was a very tall man of darker skin perhaps partially Sieux Indian who looked frantically about him. It seemed that he was searching for the little girl. He made movements as if he was pushing branches to the side, looking around trees and under bushes that had gone away a long time ago. The odd thing was that from his vantage point he could see the man searching as well as the little girl sleeping. He went further down the path and disappeared. It was apparent that the little girl was sleeping and it was very cold, thus after a period of time an impression on his mind came that she had died of exposure. My husband came upstairs and told me this story and did not know what to do about it. He returned to the basement for three nights waiting for something to happen. On the fourth night the same series of events occurred and so my husband spoke out loud and thought very calmly "Look over there" pointing to the place where the little girl slept. The man looked surprised to imagine that my husband could see him, however, following the direction of my husbands finger, he moved what appeared to be a very large bush and smiled. He knelt down, picked up his daughter who awoke and gave him a huge hug. Then both of them went back down the trail and disappeared. After that the room wasn't cold any more and we never saw the two figures again.

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My family and I use to live in a part of town known as furnace hill. It was said to be the worse part of town. I was living with my best friend at the time a couple of blocks over from my family. One day he and I were standing in our living room talking. As I kept talking to him he walked off to my right and into his room. We went on talking for a few minutes when out of the corner of my left eye I saw something move. As i turned to my left, as clear as day I saw a full figure of someone walk right out of our toilet and straight into our kitchen. I guess at first It didnt register with me, but then my best friend come back out of his bedroom and was talking and I snapped my head back to the right to look at him. Thats when it hit me. There was noone else in the house but he and I. The backdoor was locked. There was no way in or out of the kitchen without me seeing. I was at a loss for words. I walked towards the kitchen. As I looked around I got chills. There was no one there. I went screeching back into the living room with my best friend and told him what happened. He proceeded to let me know the same thing had happened to him numorous times before.

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This is a very scary story, if you don't handel murders well, don't read it.