Chapter 13: The Thing That Hides In My Closet

From the very moment I stepped foot into this old farmhouse, I felt a dark presence that emanated from every corner.  At first, I thought it was just in my head and because I was afraid of the dark it messed with my senses allowing paranoia to set in.  The truth of the matter was much worse though. 

Running out of options, I bought the place because it was dirt cheap, and someone had just abandoned it, so they sold the old place within a few days.  If I remember right, the closing was within a week of seeing the house in the first place.  That should have been the very first indicator of a problem, but I was too blind to see it till later.  My husband at the time, believed in things that went bump in the night but wasn’t as scared as I have always been, so he would tend to make fun of me, even though he had never seen things like I had.

The minute I took one look at this beautiful old farmhouse with original hard wood floors and that it