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Family homes hold a lot of weight as we move forward in life. They are foundational elements in our formative years, creating memories while also creating new partnerships, new pairings, new families. Intuition is never a bad thing to listen to when choosing a new home.

I have too many memories of slowly and silently walking down the stairs, arching my neck to peek around the corner and see who or what was playing with the family radio. The feeling was always the same, shivers and an emptiness. I wanted to see something there, but only to ease the cold, empty, creepiness of nothing inciting sound from our radio. As a kid I would tiptoe right up to where the sound had come from, and then quickly run away, repeating “don’t trip, don’t turn back,” to myself as I fled. As an adult, I thought maybe this was something I had imagined, and had created false memories about. However, my mom and brother both confirmed they had always heard noises too. The banging on the wall kept my mother awake most nights. She was so happy to finally leave that home. Since the sale of my childhood home the house has sold twice. I haven’t been back, but would love to see inside one more time. It was a loved home, a missed home, but a haunted home.