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The original was posted on /r/ghosts by /u/7158 on 2025-10-03 23:52:57+00:00.

I wondered which story I should share next and figured a more recent one that I swear needs to be investigated by a paranormal team would be fun.

I’m a 44f psychic. I was born with these abilities so I’ve seen things and known things my whole life.

A town I lived in once had this old historical house downtown close to the bus station. I was always taking the bus so I was always waking by this house or driving past it in a bus. I hated looking at the house because there were ghost children everywhere. They knew I could see them too.

The first time I approached the house to walk past it I felt eyes staring at me. Lots of eyes. I had my earbuds in and I was looking down at the sidewalk, trying to avoid gum, as I started to walk past the house I could feel all these eyes watching me from the windows. I walked half way down the fence when I looked up at the house to see who was looking at me because it felt like kids but why so many? I saw maybe 8 ghost children all over the house staring at me. Most of them were watching me from the windows but there was 1 child standing on a balcony on the second floor and another that was just a blur because they were just zooming around everywhere like a bird let loose in a house. I hated the feeling I got from the one on the balcony because it was a feeling of hatred and such anger. That was also the oldest of the children too. The rest just seemed to be there and surprised I could see them.

The house was built back in the 1920’s I believe and the children all worn white gowns like bedtime long gowns. I came to find out that house had been used for many purposes over the years but at one point it was a hospital for children with TB. Then I finally understood why the nightgowns and why they were there and so many.

I would try to avoid having to walk past the house if I could but whenever I did pass by I always waved to the children as they stared at me. A few would wave back over time.