Last year, I stayed in a house rented to me by a family. It was a nice house, although I can't remember the address.
The first day was fine, but the night was kind of creepy. I settled down to sleep, when I heard the front door open and two men shouting.
1:Why is she here? I don't want her here
2:She's not harming anyone. What's your problem with her?
1: She's in my bed. Why in my bed?
I felt a bit uncomfortable because I thought I was in someone else's bed. I got up to go to speak to them but there was no one there and the door was still bolted. I was kind of scared but put it down to either my imagination, since it does weird stuff to me, or someone else's front door.
In the morning I spoke to the home owner and she said only she lived there and only she was there last night. After this, I put it down to my imagination.
Nothing else happened for the rest of the week, apart from the last night. I was sitting, drinking with the homeowner and the TV suddenly switched on all by itself. I looked at her for support and she said that it did it all the time. Then the kitchen started emitting sounds. Like pot and pans falling on the floor. The homeowner didn't really bother about it. Even when I pointed it out to her, she didn't care. All she said was, "That will be Ethan."
I asked who Ethan was and she just blanked me and told me to get out. I was so creeped out anyway so I grabbed my stuff and went.
I got the plane home and tried to return to everyday life.
A few days ago, I got a letter, I will tell you what it says as I have it beside me.
Dear Isabella. (yeah that's my real name)
There was something dodgy going on when you came to stay. I'm sorry for not telling you, I just didn't want you to tell anyone about this weird stuff. I am so sorry for creeping you out. Ethan is my dead son. I normally leave his room be but I needed extra money that week, so I rented it to you. Ethan likes to sleep in his room every night and if he can't he gets cranky.
The guy he argues with, that's his best mate, Logan. They died together and they always come together. Those events are what happens when I have visitors. I really asked him to behave, but obviously he didn't. Sorry.
So do you guys think this is real or is Addison pulling my leg?