Sally has lived in the same house on the south shore of Long Island New York for her entire life. When Sally married years ago her parents gave Sally and her husband the family home as a gift. Sally has lived there her entire marriage. She raised her children in this house and to this day, still lives in that old family home.

During her lifetime Sally has had good times and bad. The only difference with Sally and other people is that when Sally has a extreme happening in her life, the spirits around her let themselves be known. I know this for a fact as I have witnessed these events first hand while at Sally’s house.

The first time Sally became aware she was going to a mother was when Sally, her sister and I were sitting around talking while having tea in Sally's dining room. Sally mentioned she thought she might be expecting, but she added “ I am not sure yet”. The second Sally said that a guitar that was hanging on the wall in the dinning room started to play. It did not make a few notes due to weather change or temperature adjustment, it played part of a song!

When the guitar started to strum out this little tune I did what anyone would do, I jumped to my feet yelling “ Oh my God, oh my God” with my hands in the air frightened to death. Sally and her sister were a bit more laid back and just sat there. I then ran out of the dinning room with Sally and her sister running after me. I kept running, knocking chairs out of my way and spewing books on a shelf near the door all over the floor until I was outside and away from the house.

Sally and her sister finally calmed me down enough so I could focus on what was going on. Sally and her sister then explained that they think the spirits of all the family members who lived there before them still hang around. I just stood and starred at them. They went on to tell me that often when either a very good thing happens or very bad things are coming, odd events like the guitar playing, happen in the house. Needless to say Sally was indeed expecting and has a lovely son that loves to play the guitar!

Years passed and I started to become accustom to the odd happenings at Sally’s house. One year Sally’s brother seemed to be out of sorts. Sally thought he may need medical help but she was hesitate to bring the subject up with her brother as she did not want to upset of offend him.

Sally and I were talking about it while out shopping one day. I had seen her brother the night before and was stunned at how awful he looked. I was trying to convince Sally to insist her brother go to a doctor. The conversation of my concern about Sally's brother continued as we unlocked Sally’s front door and entered her house. The second we walked into the house a putrid smell hit us both. It was over powering to the point we both started to retch and run to open the windows. The house smelled like rotting meat.

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