It was a dark, rainy day, Mother Nature was in an abundance. Like any other day in this hell hole was some kind of weird noise coming from the laundry room. Our family wasn't the reason, it was the house we lived in that made it seem like horror movie. You could hear footsteps, and laughter, and sometimes.. even crying or yelling. I thought it would always be cool to live in a paranormal like home. Well, it wasn't. Living in that home was a sneak peak of hell.