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My life has always been filled with things most people couldn't really imagine. My home is an old building with about 15 ghostly residents.



The story of the young boy and girl is quite sad indeed. The first building on the lot where the house is now was made of wood. Being a hotel, every room had its own wood stove, which was certainly nothing less than a recipe for disaster. In the hotel at the time were a couple of families that we know of, one of which included a young boy, most likely around the age of 4; a young girl, likely around the age of 7 or 8; and their mother.



By the patterns of the hauntings, I would have to assume that the two children were looking for their mother when the fire started. They can be heard on saturday mornings around two in the morning. The boy always crys "mommy" and in a few minutes, his sister always joins him and says "Mommy's not here right now, lets go." And so, it seems, they perished far to soon.



The reason I am writing about this now is because of my recent discovery. Just today, I was lying on my bed and the sun hit the front of my snakes habitat. Thats when I caught the handprint of a very small child, more likely than not, belonging to the little boy.



To ensure the possibility of a photo, I powdered the tiny handprint with some white eyeshadow, knowing very little of what I was doing. Then I compared my own hand with the print, and found that the handprint itself is only about the size of my palm, about the size of a 4 year olds hand. This didn't really catch me by surprise, but I did find it to be very interesting, and I wished to share it with other people.



-Bloody~Black~Wings