An apartment that was built in the 1920's gave me such a creepy scared feeling when I went to move my
clothes into the bedroom. I got as far as opening the closet door and turned around to look behind me.
It was almost shear panic to get out of that room. The other rooms felt fine.
I tried again later and the hair on my neck I swear stood up, I refused to go in there again. I had the hubby
bring the mattress to the living room to sleep on. Even my cat hissed at the shut door of that room.
We moved out the following month. Never experienced that again, once was enough.
clothes into the bedroom. I got as far as opening the closet door and turned around to look behind me.
It was almost shear panic to get out of that room. The other rooms felt fine.
I tried again later and the hair on my neck I swear stood up, I refused to go in there again. I had the hubby
bring the mattress to the living room to sleep on. Even my cat hissed at the shut door of that room.
We moved out the following month. Never experienced that again, once was enough.