When I was about six years old, my mom married this man and we moved into a new house. Things were okay, at first, until a few years later when strange things started to happen. One day I was looking for my mom around the house and couldn't find her. I went outside and I still didn't see her. So I went back inside and I seen the attic stairs down and I thought that she was up there. I went up there and I saw this 3ft, hunched back, red eyed creature looking back at me. I was scared to death and hurried down the steps! I ran outside and found my mom this time and I asked her if she let the attic stairs down and she said no, that she hasn't been up there. I didn't tell her what I seen because of the man that she married was there and he wasn't one of the nicest people. At night he would leave me by myself in the house and my mom would be at work. That was the worse time in that house because you could hear that thing walking around up in the attic. When my mom was there, she heard it too but her husband said that it was just us hearing things.
Soon, my own room became something off the movie Amityville Horror. Flies kept on covering my entire window and every morning they would be dead. By mid day, they would be there again. My mom kept on trying to do what ever she could to get rid of the flies, but nothing worked. No even when she would open the window. It was like they were trapped on that window. After a few months went by, my mom left the man that she married. As she was fixing to go out the door with some of our stuff that night, she saw something that scared her and she called my cousin to come over to help us. When my cousin arrived, my mom went out to the car and put me inside while she gathered our stuff. That's when I saw what my mom was scared of. It was in the old barn in the back of our house. It was a dog with a human head and it stared at me the whole time while I was in that car. Even with my mom and my cousin coming in and out of the house, it never took it's eyes off of me. After we left that night, we never went back to that house or the man that she married.
It's been years since this happened and many more things has happened to me since then; which is another few stories. Nevertheless, my mom and I will never forget that night or the things that we heard and seen while living in that house. A few people has moved in there but soon moved out. At this present time, the house is empty. -T.C. 2-26-09