I had forgotten about this one....it was a house we lived in briefly (thankfully)
Well... a little background is necessary...and a bit awkward. When I was 13-18 my mother was married to a man who was a bad alcoholic. At the beginning of their marriage, he didn't work but went to school and she worked 2 jobs to support us all. Since she was gone all day, he was unsupervised a lot and would frequently have to ask me if he was home when he was supposed to be. Sooo
One night when I was 13, I was lying in bed. My room had one of those sliding louvered doors. I was trying to get to sleep when I suddenly saw a shadow outside my door and heard a voice whisper loudly "ANN!" (That's my mother's nickname for me) I was just about to answer...but...something just seemed off about it. I called out to my mom...she didn't answer. I called louder. She was in her room in bed...
Other things happened there. My mom was vacuuming once and suddenly screamed. I asked her what was wrong and she said she saw a spider.
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We are not afraid of spiders ...lol Some time passed, and my mother admitted that she had felt a cold hand on her shoulder and turned figuring her husband had come in from the cold....but there was no one there...