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Aaron-Guest

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I could hear them.

I could hear them again as I laid in bed, the whispering, the projected voice occasionally that jolted me out of my sleep, the footsteps and the cupboards opening and closing.

It was getting louder and I was struggling to sleep, but for some reason I found it hard to even contemplate having my house cleansed.

It really would feel big and lonely then.

The last woman I had walked out, taking her young daughter with her. Now I was left with bedrooms painted with fairies and castles as a reminder to me of what I've lost. The little family I had become to love and cherish deeply.

They weren't coming back. I knew that, which is why I had decided to move.

We had been together for a while, but every corner I turned reminded me of her and that's a part of my life I wanted to move on from. Things were too much for her, she didn't want to handle the activity in my home whilst I was away, I couldn't blame her either. They were a pain in the ass sometimes.

So as I lay here at night I listen to my other guests moving about my house, tampering with trinkets or even taking a look in my cupboards it would seem.

I rolled onto my side looking at the wall of paintings I had collected, from dark demonic to lust and desire. I was a million miles away from the man who first stepped into Bob Mackeys, a few pounds heavier and a whole lot more terrified. I used to freak out about little sounds, but now.. Now I could have a parade in my house from the others and well... I would be doing exactly what I am doing now. Leaving them to it.

It's odd, I travel to different locations of the state and sometimes world for answers to the paranormal when I have a treasure trove of spirits at my disposal who had tagged a lift home with me. I rubbed my hand over my face and scratched at my stubble.

Zak always commented on the heaviness of my home. How sometimes be found, it's unbearable to overcome because of it all. He recommended I had the house cleansed routinely. Like he has his to prevent all the negative energy turning inwards. But I couldn't. I wouldn't.

Because I could never be lonely not when I have guests in my home...