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All this week on the I, Anonymous Blog, we're inviting YOU to submit your creepiest, scariest, preferably true horror story. And we've already received some truly spine-tingling tales! Here's one titled, "Echoes of the Past."

When I was in third grade we moved into this huge house in upstate NY. The former owner died in the house. I would hear sounds of someone walking up and down the stairs, taking a bath, lights would go on and off, and shades would go up and down. I was never frightened. It never felt like an entity was there.

When my grandmother died we cleared out her home and had two estate sales. She did not die in her home. She spent two months dying in that home, however, of a brain tumor caused by metastasized lung cancer. She coughed and coughed and coughed and coughed. It was a vicious, endless cough. A young woman and her husband and baby came to one of the estate sales. They were interested in a specific item and were asking my mom about it when the young woman became startled and asked if anyone else was in the house. We said no, it was just the two of us, why? The young woman said she could hear someone coughing and coughing and coughing. She got so freaked out that she left (though they did come back and purchase the item they were interested in buying at a later time).

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It seems to me that there are no real ghosts, just echoes of what used to be.

Brrrrr... ooh, that is CREEPY! I bet you have a scary story to share too, right? So what are you waiting for ? We'll be accepting these true tales of Halloween horror (as well as your regular entertainingly petty submissions) all week long through Sunday, October 31. SO SUBMIT YOUR (ANONYMOUS) TALES OF TERROR NOW!