I can’t decide if I want this to be true, or if I want to believe you are an incredible story teller. The writing is outstanding, regardless.

The house where I grew up was pretty new - way newer than any of the other houses on the block. A typical one-story ranch house that you might see in any stretch of American suburbia. Likewise, all the furniture in the house was pretty par for the course. My room had a little-kid bed, a nightstand, a table and chairs…

Pentacles looking like that wouldn’t have brought evil with them, most likely they would try to warn evil away. Had they been inverted it might be a different story. Honestly those look like decoration.

One of my great aunts owned a small farm in Wisconsin. Its was about 40-50 min outside of town and on weekends I’d sometimes go with my mom, brother, grandma, cousins, and whoever felt like going that weekend.

This happened to a friend. She and her husband moved to a very old house when their daughter was about five. Six months or so later, the daughter started refusing to use the bathroom that was attached to her bedroom. Wouldn’t use the toilet there, wouldn’t take a bath there. She said there was a “gray lady” there who…