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Kathleen - Brook, Indiana - 1967
I was about five-years-old when we rented and moved into an old house on
some farm land near my grandparent's home. My father wanted to be near his
parents, my mom wasn't very happy about it, but she wanted to support my
dad. When we moved in my mom made the comment that the house was different,
she had no idea how right she was. Everything was normal for a few months,
then things began to happen. The first thing was that my dad left his keys
on the TV and the next day he couldn't find them to go to work, he thought
that I had gotten them and played with them, but I denied it and Dad
realized that I was telling the truth. We all thought it was weird but
forgot about it. Then a little later something else happened.
One night as I was lying in bed I looked up and there was this lady looking
at me. She asked me if I would like to play with her daughter, then she
disappeared. I screamed and my parents ran into the room asking what had
happened. I told them and they thought that it was a dream, but I wasn't
asleep. About a week later my Mom was cooking dinner when she heard a voice
call her name, but there wasn't anybody there. She later said that it was a
woman's voice and she knew that there weren't any women in the house except
her. She told my Dad that she wanted to move, but my dad wanted to stay next
to his parents. But about a week later the voice spoke to him while he was
shaving, it told him that he didn't have the right to be in the house, that
the house belonged to her and she wanted him out; no man was going to take
her house. My Dad spoke to my grandparents and we moved in with them until
we could find another house to rent. My grandparents even helped my Dad pay
for breaking the lease. I never found out what happened in that house even
though I looked into it as an adult, but whatever it was it didn't like men.
And it frightened my family, but it also brought us closer.
