I was born in 1968 and grew up in my grandmother's house in suburban Connecticut, where I was convinced a ghost named Virgil lived in the attic.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I always wanted to live in a haunted house.
I don't believe my house was haunted. I think I had an overactive imagination, and I was so convinced that those around me became convinced, too.
This house I grew up in was built in the 1800s, and the back yard was like a cemetery. Naturally, I grew up in an environment where ghosts and supernatural things were very unnerving to me, because my brothers and I dealt with it on a daily basis.
I am one of the haunted.
In fact, I think I have had a ghost in my house. Although not active lately, unexplainable things would happen and the kitties were particularly sensitive - especially, Marlon Brando... the cat not the man.
I was raised in Brooklyn and in Baltimore. My father was a bookkeeper. When I was 36 years old, my mother told me I was adopted.
I don't think I've ever been haunted by a ghost, but I always joke with my fiance about the house we're living in right now. It seems to have something in it.
I was born in a house where my family lived for 300 years. I was born in the home where my grandfather was born in.
I was born in 1970 in Illinois, but all the life I remember I've spent in Chapel Hill, N.C.
Until I was four years old I lived in the house of my paternal grandfather, about two miles from the pretty little village of Wallace, at the mouth of the river of that name.