Introduction

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The day we moved into the house, I knew something was wrong with it.

It was the feel of the place that gave it away-looming, dark, somewhat frightening. Every trip into the basement made me shudder, and the attic? Just plain scary. I didn’t know exactly what was wrong. I could just feel that something was. My parents didn’t believe me when I said I heard singing from the shower in the morning, and my brother laughed when I told him I saw the shadow of a person in my doorless closet before I fell asleep. Will the dark presence here hurt me? Or is it my friend? I don’t know, and I don’t want to find out…