He'll Billy Horror Stories Presents

Eerie Encounters

I've never lived in a haunted house, but my mother did as a teen.

Other houses on her street had strange things going on as well.

A few homes away from her lived a family.

One night, the daughter went to bed with a bad headache.

The next day, she was dead.

She'd passed away from a manorism during her sleep.

After the funeral, the family went away to get their minds off of the tragedy, and the

father asked my uncle, which was my mom's brother, to check on their pets.

My mom and dad, who were just dating at the time, went with him.

My mother had heard that there was a grand piano, and she wanted to play it.

My dad was studying to be a veterinarian.

After entering the house, my uncle and my father headed to the basement to see the animals,

and my mother went to the piano on the ground floor.

She was playing it when she felt something brush her ankles.

She thought a cat must have left the basement and walked past her.

She kept playing, and then she felt it again.

She looked under the piano when she saw nothing.

When she started again, she felt hands clasped her legs tightly.

She dashed to the basement door, called my uncle and father and waited for them.

Back outside, my uncle could tell that my mom was rattled and asked what was wrong.

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