My name is Ben and I'm 22 years old. I live in Upstate N.Y. The story I'm about to tell one of the most mysterious things I've ever witnessed. When I was about 11 years old my mom, my mom's boyfriend Jay and I were heading to a friends house to help them move into their new home. When we got there it seemed like a beautiful home for them and they're 3 year old son.
While we helped them bring stuff inside from the moving truck the 3 year old (Mason) was playing in his playpen. A good hour went by and we ended up taking a break and talking when I realized Mason was staring at a wall saying baby. I just ignored it thinking he was just being himself and got prepared to bring more things into the house. For some reason I couldn't get Mason point saying baby out of my head. I ended up asking my moms friend about it and she said he's just saying random words and that he always does it. So when I came back in Mason was still pointing at that wall saying baby it just got stranger and stranger but I kept ignoring it.
We all sat down and ate dinner with Mason with us I noticed that Mason kept turning around and staring at that wall so I brought it to my mom's friends husbands attention and he became fascinated with it as well.
We starting carrying the rest of their things in the house and Mason was still pointing at the wall saying baby so my moms friends husband (don't remember his name) finally yelled out "we are taking this wall down right now". So Jay and him started breaking the wall down with a sledge hammer and then we found a really old looking door on the other side of the wall and they started kicking the door in and what they found on the other side of that door was real human skeletons of a woman holding a baby.
To this day I couldn't explain how Mason knew there was a baby behind that wall and it still bothers me almost 12 years later. I have more stories I will be posting on other days just stay tuned!