The house was dark,

was dark, written by Ashton.

Hi, Edy, Nick and Uglies.

I've been listening to the podcast since the very beginning and I love the show.

I've been trying to decide for a while which story to submit because I've had many paranormal and just odd experiences

but living in this house really takes the cake I've been very spiritual since I was little I've always

been sensitive to energies and spirits when I was a sophomore in high school, my mom,

her boyfriend at the time, not a good guy, lots of bad energy, and I moved into a beautiful

Victorian home. We also had two cats, a dog, and a baby miniature pig.

The house was built in 1820 and it was in the middle of nowhere rural Pennsylvania.

Creepy. My mom and I had always Nowhere, rural Pennsylvania.

Creepy.

My mom and I had always dreamed of living in an old Victorian home.

We admire the beauty and we wanted to restore it.

Let me just say, right off the bat, this house had life to it. It was so old it creaked and groaned

The second I stepped through the front door the hair raised all over my body

creepy event numero, uno.

I decided to explore the house since it was so massive.

I started in the Tourette, the round tower looking part that staples most Victorian homes. The basement was massive and the foundation of the, I think it's turret, of the turret was just a round cement room in the basement.

It had a heavy door with a window looking out to the rest of the basement.

This concrete room only locked from the outside. I thought it was odd that there was a door at all,

but I went in and I immediately got goosebumps. I don't know why, but I closed

...