Prologue
Growing up, I always believed in things that other people didnt. Such things as ghosts, ghouls, vampires, UFOs; things only believed but not seen. I believed if you never seen it, it doesnt mean it doesnt exsist. People would always try to justify that there was no afterlife, no ghosts, no nothing. Just empty space. I would just nod and smile and say, 'How do you know? Have you been there?'. It shut them up of course.
My family never believed in these things. They had no reason too. They never told me I couldnt believe though. My boyfriend did and when he said that, it hurt. He kept saying things like,'Why believe in something that cant be proved?' or 'Believe in something that actually excists, like that 'Oscars Law' thats about Puppy Mills.'
I nearly stopped believing altogether, if it hadnt been for the series of events that happened just three months after I moved into my new house.
Thats where my story really begins.