To whom it may concern:

I want to start by thanking you for allowing me to share my experience with you and whoever else chooses.

When I was a child my parent were looking for property in northern Massachusetts. They found a beautiful LOOKING house that sat on 5 acres of land. They really were quite excited about seeing this house. For it was a real steal to them. The owners were selling the house for $100,000 less than compairable properties in the area. There was a reason for this....

When the owners opened the front door the smell and the feelings I experienced couldn't be described as anything but pure evil. The house was freezing with the stench of human waste. I couldn't step into the house. I started to cry and shake. My mother has the ability to sense when things arn't right and kindly told the owners that they weren't interrested and started to leave. My father who doesn't feel or believe in anything insisted that we go in. Out of respect to him, we did. Not for long though.

As I recall, I kept my eyes closed through most of the house. Refusing to open my eyes and still crying and shaking. The owners of the house kept trying to feed me cookies to comfort me but never once asking what was wrong and why? When it came time to walk down into the basement I lost all control. I began screaming and couldn't stop. My father pushed his way down the stairs. My mother followed and then me. As I passed threw the door it slammed shut. Something, I don't know what, grabbed me by my ankles and pushed me down the stairs. When I landed at the bottom of the stairs I was bleeding badly from my ankles.

This whole time the owners are standing on the other side of the door kicking it and yelling to some lady to open the door! The door opened quickly and the owners came running down the stairs. Respect to my father or not I ran as fast as I could out of that house. My mother quickly followed. Naturally, my father stayed behind. About 5 minutes later. My father came out of the house screaming about some lady staring back at him from this crawl space in the basement! As I said earlier, he doesn't beleive in anything so this is quite amazing hearing him say all this. When we got home my mother called the owners of the house and wanted to know what happened in that house. That there was something very evil and it didn't want us there. They met for lunch a few days later, wanting to pay for my medical bills, and discuss what happened. Well, it ends up that that " lady " is actually her mother in law. Her mother in law became insane in her later years of life. She even tried to kill other family members with knives. It came to a point that the mother in law had to be restrained for there own saftey. She died shortly after in the house. Her body left but never her spirit.

We were the third part to look at the house. Someone from all the partys were seriously hurt while viewing the house. My mother became friends with this owner of the house for many years. The owners tried everything to sell the property. They finally ended up tearing down the house and rebuilding the house on the other parts of the property. We have family that lives in that town now. We still her stories about the " crazy " stuff that happens with that house. The place were the house use to stand is all fenced off with what is suppose to be a beautiful sitting garden with flowers, tress and a waterfall sculpture. Well, nothing will grow within the fence.

Everthing dies. My family told me that there a rumors that a lady has been seen within the fence screaming and tring to get out. Writing you this experience still gives me the shivers. Im covered in goosebumps looking over my shoulder! Even though its daytime and my daughter is playing right next to me. lol . Im sure that is an experience in my life I will never forget and hope I'll never experience again.

P.S. The house is still owned by the family

Submitted by: Mystyk28