As long as I can remember, I have always had a strange feeling at my Grandmothers house in Houston, TX. My dad and me go there about 5 months a year. (My mom doesn't go there because she and my dad's mother don't get along.)
When I was about 4 years old, I wouldn't step foot in her side door closet. I even called it "the squeaky door" and every time my dad asks about it I just say: "I don't like it. It's a bad closet daddy." when I got older (like 6-7 years old) it didn't bother me anymore. Then my happy- closet free weekends with my grandmother and dad, started to get worse.
I would walk down the hallways and see figures; I would go to sleep at night and feel like a "scary" presence was in the room with me. It really freaked me out! I told my mom about it she understood me, she said there is this energy, that my grandmother gives off and makes the house seem "creepy" and the reason why I decided to post this story is because in exactly a week I am going there with dad for four days. And it really is starting to bother me, I have tried to tell my Grandmother, but she doesn't pay attention to me. I try to tell her all my problems, but that would take to long. So I need all of your help. What should I do?
Should I keep it quiet and try to stay calm?
Should I try and tell my grandmother what's going on for the millionth time?
What should I do? I need help... BIG time.
(If you want I can post some more of my experiences, at her house)
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