The following Confession was shared by Ninie T. via The Confessionals' Facebook page:
"1988. I had a boyfriend of a couple of years and we lived a block away from the house his family lived in. He was always teasing me and I was so naive back then lol. Except for when he told me his house was haunted. His whole family attested to it even the grandma and grandpa. I would just not really believe them.
We were living together at the time and he had gone somewhere without me. I had stayed home to get some things done. I needed something I don’t remember what but I decided to walk to his family’s house a block away knowing someone Had to be home. I knocked and walked in and called out and no one was home. I thought maybe someone might be sleeping upstairs so I quietly trudged on up and knocked on both bedroom doors. No one was home apparently and I just felt so like... I don’t need to be here and so I left quickly. I got outside in the sunshine and fresh air and I swear I felt better but I kept looking behind me. Home was just a block away and weather was nice birds were singing and so I walked into my house and turned on this little boom box I had and proceeded into the kitchen to clean some more. All of a sudden the music shot up to its loudest volume. Scared me. Was unexpected and sounded terrible so I ran back into the room to turn it down reallly fast and I started walking away again. And it did it AGAIN. I stopped heart stopped my whole body just stopped and I ran fast as I could to yank the plug from the wall and hit the door. Screw the cleaning. I was done until boyfriend got home. And then I told him what happened and he proceeded to say yuuup. Was the ghost. He was a stupid redneck boy. Hmmp. 🤗"