Thursday, June 20, 2013

My scariest ghostly experience as a realtor

My scariest experience as a realtor happened two years ago when I was hosting an open house in an old two-story estate in Hollywood Hills with a fellow realtor. Around 4pm, we closed down. I was in the kitchen cleaning and heard slow heavy footsteps up and down the wooden stairwell. Thinking it was my colleague but a bit doubtful since she's thin and medium height. I ignored it. After I was done cleaning, I walked towards the front of the house and happened to peer out the window and there was my colleague standing outside rearranging her car, where she had been all along. So who was walking up/down the stairwell? I turned to look and there was no one! (
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