I worked at a modeling agency years ago and we always said to the models, “If you don’t want to show your breasts, don’t take off your top.”

The family hired a vagrant to ready the house for sale??????

Sounds like Mean Grandma didn’t go to a nice place when she passed.

You posted this story last year. I remember writing to you asking if you apologized to the building/man.

Odd. just odd.

You did not haunt that house! Though I wonder if your parents marriage disintegrated because of that house. Did you ever talk to your parents about that?

Ah, what? Your dad must have been freaked.

Yes but why wouldn’t the dogs go to the bed? They were afraid...

Seriously, WTF was your father thinking?????

Did it leave him? God, I am so sorry.

Great story!!! I hope you told off your parents when you got older that you were not making up stories about what you were seeing.

One of my biggest fears. So sorry!!!! A star and a hug for you!!

Thanks Scott, wherever you are!!!!

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

Oh, dear. Is he okay now? If not, he needs to see someone to get that thing out of him.

The renovations are what stirred things up. In hindsight, you could have spoken to them, telling them what you were doing with the house. Maybe they would have settled down quicker.

So your family is used to your abilities?

Don’t be sorry. Thank you so much for sharing your story!

Great story!!!

Jesus. He probably thought you were too much trouble. A good thing for you! Star!!