I've always been weary of the supernatural, anxious to find a reason behind the phenomenon, if only to keep myself from getting too scared. I have no logical explanation for what happens in my house. When we moved in, my oldest was 2. His bedroom closet has a small door in the back leading to the attic. My husband and I called it a "Malkovich Door," put a lock on it, and didn't think about it any more. Until my son started crying at night. He cried because of the mean man in his closet. Every night. Same spot. I stayed calm, told him to yell at the man to go away, and burned a smudge stick just to be safe. (Trying not to believe in ghosts and actually not believing in them are two different things.) Eventually my son started sleeping again, so I chalked it up to a lot of changes in a short time.
Five years later, my youngest, 3, started having the same "nightmares" about "a spooky guy is in my closet!"
"Yeah, he's always been there," my oldest said. "I just stopped talking about him."
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Historia CortaScary stories that will keep you up at night :) I rated this mature only because I don't want the younger crowd getting scared. :3
