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Here is today's work :) Today I had some issues with the machine. Sorry it's late. I always have machine problems lol It is what it is!Welcome to Scary Story Time by Spooky BooGood evening, it's Spooky Boo coming to you from KSND radiowaves from the lighthouse in Sandcastle, California. Tonight I bring to you several creepy stories from the internet. These stories may or may not be true. I'll let you be the judge. Tell me what you think by visiting www.scarystorytime.com.This program would not be possible without the listeners and the Patreon members including madjoe, P.A. Nightmares, Ivy Iverson, Jenn Mishievous, John Newby, Patrick, and 933TheVolt.com. If you would like to find out how to support the show by becoming a listener to the commercial free version on Patreon or by other means such as merchandise or donations visit www.scarystorytime.com/support.Now let's begin...Pat and the Man in WhiteWritten by NerdxCorexCreepI used to live in a haunted house. When most people hear me say that, they chuckle and don't usually believe me, but I'd seen undeniable proof of the ghost (whom I'd come to refer to as Patrick, or Pat for short) that inhabits my home. In fact, on a few occasions, I'd seen him with my own eyes.Typically, when people think of haunted houses, they think of old, dusty, two-story homes that were built on Native American burial grounds, or was the place of a death years prior. I can tell you now, neither of those is the case when it comes to my home. My grandfather built this house after he married my grandmother, and it's been in my family ever since.After my grandparents died, it was inherited by my father, and after he and my mother passed, it came to me. You might be thinking that Pat must be the ghost of my grandfather or father, but no, that's wrong too. He's been around ever since my grandfather completed construction.It wasn't like he was there during the process of building the house either. Pat literally showed up the day after all of the work was said and done. Obviously, this initially freaked my grandparents out. Nothing malicious ever happened, though, just some sounds of footsteps, the occasional sounds of the doors opening and closing, and the drop of temperature in whatever room Pat was in at the time.The thought of a ghost being in their home, however, just didn't sit right with them at first. They tried everything they could to banish him. They called in priests and even an exorcist, but nothing ever worked. After many attempts, they had contemplated selling the house and moving away, but my grandfather just wouldn't accept that.He had built that house with his own two hands, and that pride wouldn't allow him to abandon it. Eventually, my grandparents learned to live with Pat. As I said, he was never malicious or did anything to cause harm. He was just... there.After my grandparents died, my father thought that their ghosts would linger around the house as well, but that never happened. Pat was the only entity around, and it would stay that way. My father tried to learn more about Pat by researching the area where we lived but never found any credible results. It was as if Pat just materialized out of nowhere once the house was finished.One time, when I was a teenager, a group of friends came over and we tried to communicate with Pat through an Ouija board. My parents had strictly forbidden this, so of course, being the teenage dumbass that I was, I decided to do it anyways behind their backs. This is usually the part of the story where all kinds of hell would break loose because of the Ouija board... but that didn't happen.After many unsuccessful attempts to contact him, Pat finally showed himself to us. His body was faint, and we couldn't make out any real features