Bible.

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My great grandmother lived with my family at our old house. We had built an addition onto the house so she could have her own kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, etc. After her death, we boxed up her belongings, which included her bible and various other books and knick-knacks, and I ended up moving into that addition since I was the oldest kid still living at home.

About a month or so after she died, I was home alone. I had just gotten home from school and decided to watch television in the family room. I settled down, turned on the tv, and proceeded to chow down on a bag of chips. An hour or so goes by, and I hear what sounded like a door slamming down at the addition.

My first instinct was to see if my brother was at home without my knowledge since he had a bad habit of slamming doors. I started down the hall towards his room. I never had the chance to open his door. Further down the hall, in the addition, I saw a person head directly towards my bedroom.

It was at this point that I had to fight the incredible urge to shit my pants. I knew there was an ax murderer in the house and that it was going to be up to me to stop them. I entered my brother's room and grabbed the first weapon I could find, a plastic lightsaber. I slowly crept towards the addition. The closer I got, the colder the air around me felt. It was the strangest feeling ever. I slowly entered my room and saw...nothing.

I had seen enough movies to know that the ax murderer was in one of two places, either under my bed or in my closet. I checked under the bed first. Nothing. I then flung open the closet fully expecting an epic ax vs. lightsaber battle, but was thankfully disappointed. I began to creep around the addition, looking for signs of a break in. I found nothing along those lines, but what I did find creeps me the hell out to this day. On my great grandmother's couch, the couch she sat on every day that I can remember, I found her open bible. The same bible that had been boxed up a few weeks earlier.

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