My mother my brother and I have always moved a lot but when we moved to the one white house at the end of the street gave me the chills. Why I have no idea I mean it was my home. So one day I was home alone and I was in my room like normal then my TV in
the living room blazed full on and the blinds fell off the wall as I race down the all to turn of the TV I found that it was not turning of so I unplugged it when I go to fix the blinds I look out the window to find that a sex pedophile was standing in the middle of my street that is suppose to live three blocks over. But later I find out that all the doors are locked so it could not have been him. Then one day after I got home from school I go to my room and find that my desk was on the other side of my room and my close were all on the ground. I asked my mother what had happened and she said she didn’t no. I always thought the house was haunted and my mom always told me it was not. Then at 12:30 I hear heels walking down the hall straight to my room and my door fly’s open and I see nothing, but then right as I pull the covers down ready to shut the door my TV turns on full blast my radio turns on and my hangers start to sway. I screamed and called for my mom as she walked threw the door every turned off and it went quite my mom asked what was wrong and she said what was all the noise I told her and she still said the house was not haunted. So a few months later my mom told me what happened in the white house. My mother told me that the teenage girl that lived in my room was killed my her boyfriend, right were my dresser was. MY mom also told me that she had hangers thrown at her and she loved load noses. She found this entire out my girl mother. True story