[KillarneyRose]

Erika, I love the stories you've posted about your mom, most especially where she helped you find your emerald pendant! From what I've read, it seems like you and she had such a strong bond when she was alive and I firmly believe that things like that don't just end when one of the people passes away.

On a more sinister note, I detest going to visit my husband's parents (and it's not because I can't stand them, although that just happens to be true) because their house is evil! A few of the things that I swear have happened there in my presence are:

They have sliding textured glass doors in their shower and one night I was in there rinsing my hair and I opened my eyes and saw a man standing right outside the door. I figured it was my husband (I wear contacts but didn't have them in so my vision is limited) and I asked him if he needed anything. He didn't answer and I figured he didn't hear me over the water so I figured he could get whatever he needed and continued rinsing my hair. When I got out of the shower he was gone and when I went into the guest room I asked him what he'd needed in the bathroom. He said he had been in bed reading the entire time I'd been in the bathroom.

I lived in their house with for a month after my husband accepted a promotion out of state and we sold our condo. I had some loose ends I needed to tie up at my job so I just stayed with them while I did that. The room I stayed in has a door in it that leads directly to the attic. When I was trying to sleep at night, I would hear feet running around in the attic and childrens' voices and laughter when, obviously, there was no one in the house except for my in-laws and me. The house is 100+ years old and in the early part of the 20th century, the attic was used as a school room for the owner's children.

I was awakened every single day at 5:37 am (I know this because I checked the clock every time it happened) by someone knocking on my door and calling my name. Both of my inlaws were sound asleep at that hour.

They have a front stairway then a long hall upstairs and a back stairway at the far end. Sometimes when I'm walking up the front stairs, I will hear someone walking quickly to the end of the hall and then footsteps walking down the back stairs. This has happened when I know where everyone in the house is and I know they're already downstairs.

That's all I can think of right now, but I really don't like it there!