The final straw came a week later. My Dad had been dating a girl for over a year and she had been staying with us more and more. One of the nights she stayed over, they had a really minor fight right before bed (I think it was about cleaning/chores). Anyways, they both went to bed grumpy about it. Right around that magic 2-3am mark, his girlfriend got yanked out of bed by one of her ankles and got dragged out of the bedroom and down the hallway. By her account, she woke up after she was on the floor and felt someone pulling on her leg and it took her a while to realize exactly what was happening. She shrieked, and whatever it was, let go. She ran back into the bedroom and turned the lights on, and explained the whole thing to my dad. He sent me off to an aunts house and stayed in the house alone for a few months while looking for another place to go. Figured it would be safer without me there. During the packing and moving out of the house, my dad had some friends swing by to keep him company while he packed. Almost everyone who came by to help mentioned that they saw “a small white dog” walking around right when they entered the house.
Yeah, that place was haunted AF. I still think about it from time to time. Wonder if the people who live there now deal with the same stuff, or if it’s all calmed down.
Bonus extra DLC story;
My dad’s GF had brought a yoga ball to the house, and as a rambunctious 8yo, I wanted to play with it all the time. She tells me i can play with it, but i have to be careful. So we lightly toes it back and forth down this hallway. And after a minute or two i toss the ball and it freezes mid-air before it makes it to her and comes right back to me. She was mortified. I was too young to realize what happened, and she didn’t want to freak out her BF’s 8yo son (me) so she quickly just said she didnt want to play with it anymore and we went and did something else.
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