From the moment we moved in the house odd things started happening, little things…at first.
The night of Jim’s business trip, I was curled up on the couch in front of the old fireplace wrapped up in my harlequin, when I heard what sounded like footsteps coming up the basement stairs. Immediately, trepidation had snaked up clutched the very root of my spine. I tried to rationalize it, by telling myself it was just the house settling. Jim had said, time and time again, that old houses often make noises that sound like footsteps and doors opening. “But there’s nothing to worry about Barb.” He’d say, “It’s just an old house settling its bones.” But the more I tried to rationalize it, the more the footsteps intensified. I thought to myself, move your ass Barb! Just grab the goddamned cars-keys and run out that door! Jump in the car and go! But, I was so paralyzed with fear I could only sit there, listening, waiting. My heart thumped wildly in my chest, and each breath became more labored than the last. I could not even form the words to cry out for help!
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump! Louder and louder the footsteps came!
I sat there paralyzed, immovable. The basement door creaked slowly open. So loud was the creaking that my skin crawled with horrifying chills. I waited for something…something unnatural, something evil to appear! So transfixed was I that, I failed to notice the sound of another door opening and as Jim’s loud booming voice filled the air announcing his arrival. I had quickly forgotten about my state of paralysis as I dove off the couch and straight into Jim’s arms.
Jim calmed me down and immediately checked the basement. The door was still locked from the outside! After that, Jim was more convinced than ever that I needed to see a shrink. I finally agreed.
The night before my appointment with the shrink I woke up again in the middle of the night as I usually did. Jim was sound asleep and curled up in the bed with his head halfway buried under the pillow. I couldn’t sleep so I decided to read a bit. I had just reached over to switch on the lamp beside me when I noticed a green-ish glow coming from the hallway. Debating whether to wake Jim or not, I thought the latter and since I didn’t smell any smoke, I thought, it must be coming from the hallway window. I gently climbed out of bed, so as not to awake Jim, and walked towards the hallway to see where the strange glow was coming from. Jesus, what my eyes witnessed next was the most hideous thing I’d ever seen!
A large black dog with a grotesque human-like head stood watching me with its sunken black sockets for eyes. It growled in this low menacing growl, which revealed charred blackened, jagged teeth. I stood transfixed, frozen with a fear! It took two steps towards me, and laughed a loud hellish laugh.
“What the hell!” Came Jim’s voice as he stared in disbelief beside me.
Can you see it, Jim? I asked, pointing straight ahead with a shaking finger. Jim grabbed my arm and immediately pulled me into the bedroom and slammed the door shut. No sooner had we went into the bedroom things became quiet again. Jim and I dressed in record time. We waited for what felt like eternity and Jim slowly ventured out. There was no sign of the dog, or anything other than the normal sounds of the night. We packed a small bag and ran all the way down the steps and straight out the front door. We drove away that night in silence. Jim still shocked and horrified of what he’d seen and I, relieved. Relieved because I wasn’t losing my mind like my Mother, and that, Jim had finally stepped into my world and witnessed what had been tormenting me for so long.
WOW! That’s all I can say. Fantastic!!..very well written piece..very interesting story and enjoyable…I loved ghost story..Well done my friend! I agree with all a priest blessing the place wouldn’t be so bad! ..true..Thanks so much for sharing this cool stuff. 
A scary and chilling story..hehehahaha..houses with an evil history and hideous supernatural forces are another favourite of mine:-) Nicely written Debra Mann
Well written Article. Thanks for sharing.
Wow Debra, this is gripping! Your writing grabbed hold of me and I couldn’t resist. I loved it.
As Barb and Jim are driving away, Barb could say something like, “Have you ever seen anything that scary?”
Jim could smile, pull off to the side of the road, turn off the car, and say, “Do you want to see something REALLY scary?”
Okay, I think I prefer your ending.
Nicely done!
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