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The original was posted on /r/ghoststories by /u/Safe-Hurry1074 on 2025-11-05 15:38:27+00:00.

When I was little my parents told me one night that I was screaming on the top of my lungs in my cradle. When she went up the stairs I was laying there fine but Cold to the touch as she said. She says when trying to pick me up and bring me to my parents room their was almost a resistance in picking me up almost like their was someone or something holding me down. So I did a little digging and found out my old house in New Hampshire was owned by farmer and in 1956 the house burned down killing the family inside. This is why we moved because of the slamming doors and weird things showing up in photos.