Photo of old houses on the refrigerator of the new house. Above, my siblings and I. Below, my grandparents.

Fact-Checking My Ghost Stories

Maybe the houses I grew up in were haunted or maybe it was just us.

Hanna Brooks Olsen
Jul 10, 2017 · 17 min read

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The first ghost I ever encountered in person dropped a Tinkertoy on my head.

I was small, maybe four or five, and kneeling in the closet of the three-bedroom home at the end of the dirt road where we lived for seven years. I was looking for…

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