Sep 26 2008
Robertson Road (part 2)
Not long after we moved into the house on Robertson Road I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. Black shapes darting here and there. When I looked directly at the area where I thought I had seen movement there would not be anything there. The bad smell got worse too. It was an odor of something dead and rotten. I checked every part of that house except the attic but I did not find anything that could cause the odor. The attic scared the heck out of me and I was not about to go up there.
One night while I was taking a bath I heard knocking sounds coming from the wall beside the tub. Soon everyone in the house was hearing the knocking sounds. I thought it was the pipes and told my husband to check them. He could not find anything wrong with pipes. The knocking sounds became more frequent and louder and could also be heard at all hours. Then we all began to hear a new sound; a wet smacking noise. This noise would always come from behind us as if something was stalking us and licking its lips in anticipation.
It did not take long until we realized we were living in a house from hell. We all were having nightmares, feeling as if we were being watched, and our pets were acting strange. Our cat would sit in the bathroom growling at the top of the corner wall for hours. The dog refused to enter the house at all. Pictures would fly off the walls and glassware on shelves would jump off and break. Lights would go off and on by themselves and weird shapes, fog, and even a creature began showing up on photos taken in the house. Then one night we got proof that we were living in a haunted house.
