Myself and my Fiancé recently moved into a 3 story home. We were so excited and had so many plans for the house. A few weeks went by and in such a short period of time (with the help of friends) we had all the rooms painted, new doors and brand new hardwood floors. Everything seemed to be coming together wonderfully.
I had to leave early one morning for a meeting at work... I kissed my fiancé goodbye and ran out the door. As I was pulling out of the long driveway I happened to look at the house and saw a woman looking out of one of the third floor windows, I looked again and she was gone. Passing it off as my eyes playing tricks I went to work.
When I got home that evening, my fiancé was on the front steps waiting for me..."I am not going into that house" he said... I was shocked and started questioning why? And what happened? If he was okay? And all he could say was "just open the door". I opened the door and a cold gust of wind hit me in the face... I opened the door some more and was shocked to see the whole main floor in shambles... Our furniture turned upside down, pictures broken; I went back outside and asked my fiancé what happened? All he could say was "I went to the store to buy paint thinner when I got back a woman was in one of the windows on the third floor... She looked upset angry... I ran in and went upstairs and she was gone... That's when the furniture started flying. I have been out here ever since".
I was totally shocked and scared... I didn't want to go back into the house and neither did he... We spent the night at a motel and a few days later put the house up for sale... I still don't know who that woman is or what she wanted but I do know she didn't like us there...