My mind is blown, and I just have to get what all I found out off my chest.

I live in a rental house in a nicer house but it definitely has some history. Anyways I had to go speak with one of my neighbors who are an elderly couple. They've lived in their house for 20+ years!! So here's a couple of stories the old man told us.

There was a family who lived here a couple years back. A real catholic family, and one who does everything by the catholic book. Well the husband ended up being a homosexual, and would sneak in guys downstairs while his wife was upstairs sleeping. And one of the kids found out and would join dad and these boyfriends 😳😳 then the mom found out they got a divorce, alot of things obviously happened and they all moved.

Then a lady moves in after them and she marries and remarries about 2 different guys while living here. Well her 2 husband was a vet from Iraq, he struggled a lot and ended up taking his own life out in the shed out back. That we use.

The current owners and the ones who rent from were newly married, super happy, when they moved in. And then the guy ended up being crazy and they went through a ugly terrible divorce.

Im in like complete shock. I've hated this house since the day we moved in. I never saw it until we moved but my husband did and he liked it. But I've always since the first day had a weird feeling about this house. It just doesnt feel like home, I count the days down until we can move. I just cant wait to get out. And now it all makes sense to why. Because I feel the bad juju!!!

The neighbor guy then asks me if we have the wood burner downstairs still. And I tell him yeah we do but I don't go by it or touch oranything. And he tells me he will have to tell me the story about that another time!!! Now I don't even want to know. 😨😨

🚨 So I'm sorry to disappoint y'all, we havent had the chance to ask our neighbor about the other story he has for us to do with our wood burner.

However I have forgot to mention that before all this I would wake up in the middle of night with the feeling that someone is watching us sleep from our door way or closet. I still have been doing it to this day. Now I've just thought it was my crazy mind because I already get super paranoid. But my husband and I were talking about this today and he tells me he has to be honest with me, the same happens to him!! One night my husband had woken up to get a water and I remember waking up to my husband standing by the bed and I literally flipped out on him because of this. So as you can imagine I'm going through all kinds of emotions. I honestly don't even know how to feel. I believe in spirits, but I never thought I'd encounter one. Now I'm just overly paranoid, freaked out, and just bleh. I can't even look at this place the same way anymore. Our lease is up in February and I'm honestly just praying for it to hurry and come already.