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When I lived in the aforementioned house in the country, I used to pet/house sit for an older widowed lady who lived 2 miles up the road.
Now this was an area that was just pastures and woods with no street lights anywhere. When I say it was dark, I mean pitch black, at each property entrance and up and down the road.
A few places had pole lights on a motion sensor that would go off when you pulled into the driveway. Hers was like that, but her house sat back in the woods about 200 yards deep, so I would drive back into the dark woods up to her garage area before the flood lights came on.
I'd go into the house via the garage, and once inside it was a gorgeous open living area with a cathedral ceiling and windows for walls that faced the black woods out back. No drapes or blinds, just clear glass floor to ceiling.
I always felt like I was being watched whether I was there daytime or dark of night. The 11pm run to let her dogs out became so creepy to me that I would not come to the house alone. My friend would sit out in the car while I went inside the house and I would find myself hurrying along to just get out as fast as I could.
I never told the home owner any of this, but one day I was visiting with her and we were sitting out on the porch and she said to me that her 5 year old great grand-daughter had recently visited her and ''said the strangest thing to me''.
She went on to tell me that the little girl had been playing in the back yard and came in and told her, ''Bill says to tell you hello and that he is watching over you and the house.''
I replied, ''Who is Bill?'' and she told me that Bill was her husband who died 20 years ago as they were building this house. He designed it and died of a heart attack shortly after it was completed.
After that I made any excuse I could when it came to coming into that house alone. I still feel like I am being watched when I visit her there.
I've never told her about my feeling, but she did reveal to me during one conversation that her husband had been a very controlling, possessive, and emotionally stiffling man who monitored her every move and was highly critical of her involvement with friends or activities outside the household. She would go out to the grocery or just about anywhere and he would be sitting on the front porch waiting for her to come home.
Last edited by HappyDogToday; 07-30-2015 at 12:09 AM..
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