This is a new one for me. I’ve never heard footsteps this close. typically I hear them upstairs on the 2nd floor.
Sitting in the kitchen, lights off.
Waiting for sun rise.
I hear my son's footsteps, walking towards me.
From behind, I turn they stop, no one. My son is still sleeping!
I guess the 12 yr old spirit of the girl, after 60 plus days of living here
is starting to trust me, therefore getting closer.
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