The Owl House

Alright. I might as well start out the ghost stories with my most recent one. The Owl House was what I called the last house I lived in. It's in McAlester, OK for you lokel yokels. You might know the place. It was gonna be a great house. I had really cool plans for it. I even accepted its weird ass owner and weird ass vibes as part of its' quirkiness. It was an odd house. I mean, aside from the orange shag wall to wall carpeting upstairs and not one but two very weirdly placed half bathrooms. It was odd in a way that couldn't be seen but felt. My youngest, who was 5 when we moved there, called it the Monster House. Yeah. You know that movie? :D When we first got there, it was the day before christmas eve, I think... and it was the middle of the night, like 2am and we came in the back door and the first thing out of Aislings mouth was, "Shhh, it's sleeping." Yeah. That should have been enough to say that eh, maybe this was a mistake. lol. But no. I was determined that I could make this house ours. We lived there for 2 years. It didn't become our house. It ate away at my soul, that house. And my heart. It was heartbreaking to finally have to admit to myself that we couldn't stay there. I wanted to save it. But it wanted to kill me. I have a video somewhere of this shadow creature strolling across the roof of the front porch and walking into the wall of our bedroom on the second floor. One night I woke up to the voice of a man yelling at a woman in our room. I could hear it loud and clear. He was pinning her in the corner of the room yelling, "I got you! I got you now!" When I sat up and looked around, it was gone. Aisling used to regularly tell me about the bad things in her closet and how I could never turn off the light. The ghosts in the walls, etc. I would see her walking to the top of the stairs, and I would yell for her to get away from there and she would answer me from her room. This happened with the cat a few times, where I would see the cat upstairs and then go downstairs and the cat was also in the window down there in the living room. Just very weird things. Nothing could grow very well inside the house. We would often see weird shadows or animals on the front or back porch. I could go on. lol. Two years was too long to be in there. I am going to see if I can find that video....