Our New Scary House Part 1

Several years ago we came across a house for rent out in the foothills, we couldn't believe how cheap it was and grabbed it. We wanted to get out of the city and we loved all the cows and horses on the property. It was amazing how easy it was to get in, they never did a credit check on us or anything?

I'll never forget the evening we moved in. We were unloading the truck full of boxes. I had them all marked to make it easier. All of a sudden I felt like I was on a boat trying to walk on rough sea?! It was like the ground under me was literally moving! I didn't say a word about it, I didn't know what to think?

As I started putting clothes away the next day I went out to the garage (it was always so cold in there), and noticed clothes that were supposed to be in the bedroom. I had no idea HOW they got out there since I was alone and there was no one to blame it on. I just took them back in the bedroom.

This sort of thing would continue to happen the 3 years we lived there. I would find my towels for the bathroom in our hall closet where we keep our jackets. Once I went in the spare room and shoes were paired together backwards, the right shoe would be where the left shoe should go. I would find things in odd spots around the house, I found some chili peppers we grew one summer in my jacket in the closet. I have a big jewelry box and saw something red sticking out from underneath it... My sock that had been missing for months! Things would come up missing only to be sitting where you couldn't miss it months, even a year later?!

I got the shock of my life one morning when I woke up and went in the kitchen to make something for breakfast. My boyfriend always makes an egg sandwich for breakfast and leaves the frying pan on the stove top, he's done it for years. It wasn't there. I looked inside the oven, in all the cabinets and just didn't know where it was. Then I reached down below the stove and pulled open the broiler and there it was, all nice and clean?!

Mr. C has NEVER washed the dishes before and I couldn't wait for him to get home to ask him. I was standing at the door when he walked in and I asked him, he said NO I didn't wash the frying pan, I left it on the stove. When I showed him where it was (we never put anything in the broiler), he turned white as a sheet... Ghostly white!

I had so many incidents in that house and was so glad to move. I would cry for no reason and my energy was always gone. I would just drag myself around the house very sad, I'm never like that. I'm in a new house now... But I realize something has followed me. To be continued...