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Footsteps on the Ceiling

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One time when I was about 7, I was sleeping over at one of my parents friends house. As I was lying in bed trying to sleep, I started to hear footsteps from the floor above.

It was just me and this woman in the house and I knew she was asleep. Then I swear to God, I saw footprints forming on the ceiling, slowly walking across it.

I’m absolutely convinced that this happened but when I ask my parents about it they have no idea what I’m talking about and don’t even remember this “friend”. I refuse to believe that it was a dream.

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