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I used to live in a house down by the intracoastal, which is the body of water that divides the rich palm beach island from regular west palm beach. Anyway, the houses right on the intracoastal there used to be servents quarters in the early 1900's. When we moved into this house, my buddies step dad was the landlord and he said that over 20 families had lived there (just because its cheap). We started to notice the weird sounds and all but never paid attention to it, till one day I was brushing my teeth at about 5:30 in the morning and i bent down to spit in the sink, then when i came up i saw a refelection of a man standing behind me in the mirror. I fuckin freaked and turned around so fast, and he wasn't there. This continued to happen, we had a mirror on the hallway and sometimes when you would walk past it, you could see his reflection next to yours. We never saw him in real life, but it turns out, the fuckin house had been on Unsolved Mysteries or one of those shows because of its paranormal activity. Other shit happend too, but we just became used to it, except he liked to turn lights off, when you weren't in a room, it was like having my dad follow me around the house turning lights off behind me.
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