I entered a time warp and finally found my way out. So I hope you will enjoy last weeks article today.
The HORN HOUSE:
Our dream had been fulfilled. Our first home was a beautiful yellow brick with four big bedrooms, fireplace, an amazing quaint bathroom with a perfect claw foot tub, in a quiet little town. It was with great joy we painted and decorated our new living space.
Our daughter, now a little over one, had a cute nursery painted in vivid colors and everything was simply as perfect as could be.
Before long another child was soon to join us and Amy moved out of the nursery into her big girl room across the hall. Things started to become strange after that.
Often we would hear a loud sound: as if a giant box was held in the air and dropped to the ground. We searched and searched but never found the source of the noise.
Frequently we heard footstep coming up the stairs, but no one was on them at the time.
One day, during the winter, we opened the door to our master bedroom to find it totally filled with flies, some dead while other buzzed around annoyingly.
One day upon entering the foyer, I heard something say,"here she comes," and the sounds of many little feet scattering was clear. I could also sense them running about.
Frequently we would hear a strange sound from the corner of the hall, near the bottom of the staircase which I can only explain.... as if hearing a tight giant metal string let go, creating resounding, "ping".
But the most frightening event was the time our 18 month old was found at the bottom of the stairs, blue and lifeless. I rushed her out the door to the doctor on the street above us. Thankfully she is fine! But she will tell you to this day that a scary old woman, "pushed her down the steps," which we have no reason to doubt.
We moved from that home and over the years have heard others refer to the Horn House as being haunted.
It was also in this house that in 1972 we experience other unexplained encounters with UFO's and Men In Black....but that is for another blog.
