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I know everyone is pretty divided on the existence of ghosts, but I’m a firm believer that there’s something else out there. When I was three, my mom and I lived in a little cottage on an island in Washington state. After moving in, I started talking to an imaginary friend ‘Nana’. My mom didn’t think anything of it at first, but I would randomly stop what I was doing and look up to talk to the air. She later found out that the property owner’s mother had died in the house, and all of the grandkids called her Nana. So I guess you could say I lived with a friendly grandma ghost when I was a youngin’. That’s my cool ghost story, and I honestly hope I never encounter a creepy one like these people did.
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