Coming Clean

Summer time (pt 1.)

In the summer before my fifth grade year I decided I would tell somebody about what was going on. I was at my moms she'd just recently moved so now she lived in my favorite place in the whole entire world, the family house in West Virginia. So many memories and so many new ones ready to be made. We always spend a week or two with Roy before we go to the family house.
Roy is not related to me but you couldn't tell us that, he is like my mothers father. Always there for her no matte what in every situation, he was there when my brother died and will forever be my favorite person. Nobody can say anything bad about him and he has the kindest heart.
Lots happened the summer before fifth grade.
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The two weeks with Roy was filled with church, Sunday lunches and Aunt Jenie's and four-wheelers. Adventures through the woods and catching fireflies. When it was time leave I was sad but happy to see my cousins.

The car was still moving but that meant nothing to me I jumped out as soon as we went up the hill, ran to the door vigorously knocked then they came..
Jahna and Julie running up to me to give me hugs and inform me about whats up in their lives.
"JULIE! JAHNA" I exclaimed
"BILLIE" they said in unison
We immediately ran upstairs to our room and had a "dance party".
Jahna and Julie were the first people I told because I knew I could trust them, with my life.
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A week later Hunter arrived, thats when the party began. That night we caught four whole mason jars full of fireflies and let them out in my moms bed. We never really got in trouble for anything, they just let us have fun. We went to Pappy's and stayed with him for about week, he is my great uncle. We decided we would sleep in the car, even though me and Julie had done this before it was a little scarier tonight..
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We got ready for the night we had: mountain dew, water, sleeping bags, pillows, blankets, flashlights, our phones, and portable chargers.
"Hunter we know it's fake! Shut up, will you?" Julie and I said after Hunter had told us half of a story about a killer in the woods.
"Come on! I havent even gotten to the best part!" Hunter said trying to make us listen. "He came into the woods every full moon night, he peered out of the window studying the sky as if his life had depended on it, ITS A FULL MOON NIGHT!"
We screamed not expecting his sudden shout.
When the story was finally over we were scared out of our minds, it was 3 o' clock... witching hour. We survived the night waking at 11 the next day.
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We still hadn't fully moved in to the upstairs so we were still putting in our bed, and cleaning. We hadn't gotten our bed up yet, only a mattress and a clock, I was walking past the clock to clean the other side of the room saying hello to Julie and my Mother as I walked by when suddenly the clock turns on and plays heavy metal rock music at the maximum volume.
"WHO PLUGGED THE CLOCK UP?" screamed Julie trying to be heard over the screeching of the radio.
"NOT ME!?" my mom and I said almost in unison.
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We had always heard ghost stories about our family home and definitely believed it was haunted. For example when the house was first built my aunt who was mentally challenged climbed to the top of a towering 7 foot fence had a seizure at the too and fell to her death. We owned 50-150 acres but ended up selling until we now only owned 16 . Tons of people had died on the property so discovering that there might be a presence(s) that's no longer "with" us wasn't much of a surprise.
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Finally the blaring radio came to a halt, dead. silence.
Until..
"W-what was-s th-at?" Julie asked in a trembling voice speaking what all three of us were thinking.
He question stayed un answered. I hesitantly walked to the end of the cord connected to the end of the radio..
"Its- its unp-lugged." we stayed silent then all tension was lifted as if something came and took all weight off of our shoulders. We got back to work as if nothing had happened.