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The original was posted on /r/ghoststories by /u/Gelnhausenjim on 2025-02-15 12:44:05+00:00.

Ok, this is my mom’s story and she has told it to me for decades with no deviation. My mom’s a Boomer, born in 47. After WW2 my grandparents lived in a farmhouse in South NJ. So it is circa mid 50’s. In the house are my grandparents, my mom’s older brother, my mom and my mom’s younger brother. For the story, my grandparents worked and looked after my mom’s younger brother, who was a toddler, my mom’s oder brother was into cars and girls. My mom was into dolls and such. She had the whole attic of the pre revolutionary War farm house to play. She had tea parties and her dolls. She said she would play, leave it a mess and go downstairs for chores or what not…when she went up the next day, the dolls were in their seats and the tea set would be on the table, everything all nice and neat. She never deviated from the story. No parent would go.up to the attic to straighten it up and neither would the brothers. Just thought you’d like to hear something that is puzzling. The house was pre revolutionary war and was torn down to make way for a mall in the early 60’s. It was on roughly 20 acres in Camden County NJ.