My name is Simon Pogg, I died in 1867
My name is Simon Pogg, I died in 1867, in terrible house fire, someone told me too start that fire, of course I didn't mean to die that night, I just wanted my wretched family to die...
No my death was accidental, at least I think so...sometimes I'm not so sure...anyway, in death I become something more...just like the something that told me too burn down the family home, I tell people to do things...
I encourage them, it takes time too groom the right person...time I have in abundance...I become a sort of mentor...
The year is 1884, Ann is 8 years old, a very inauspicious girl, she seems to know things, far beyond her years...
She lives at 611 East Chestnut street, her family home is very large and spacious, it was built in 1868...
Ann has a special friend, her name is Kira, only Ann can see her...or so she thinks...
Ann's cousin is a wretched soul, three years her senior, this boy has tormented Ann from a early age...
He has told her on several occasions that she was gonna die, a gruesome death...
Kira has never once spoke any words to Ann, she just hums a silly single jingle, the jingle amuses Ann, it can calm her down when she is frustrated, or upset...
Ann has a secret hiding space in the large house, it is under the back staircase, it is a very small space, not even her wretched cousin knows about it, something has always intrigued Ann, carved into the wood of hiding space, is one word...Pogg...that's it nothing else...
One afternoon, after a long day of being tormented by her wretched cousin, Ann enters her hiding spot, but not alone this time, something is already in there...
For days they search for Ann, but she is never seen again...since she went missing the family hears someone humming a silly jingle, by the back staircase...
Months later Ann's wretched cousin, burns to death in the backyard, apparently he doused himself with kerosene, then lit a match...
Strange things continue, to haunt the residence at 611 East Chestnut over the coming decades...
Its 2011, peter and his family have just moved into a new house in Bloomington Illinois, the address is 611 East Chestnut...
Peter likes the house, but senses something is really wrong in the house...
When Peter's parents first looked at the home, the realtor, had revealed that many people had died on this property over the years...what the realtor didn't reveal is that most of the death's had unknown origins, it was true a few people did die of natural causes, but the majority didn't...
Peter had explored the whole house many times since moving in, it had many hiding spots, and each hiding spot had one word carved around each spot...Pogg, nothing else...
Peter thought this was strange...the one thing that intrigued him the most, was a hiding spot, under the back staircase, but he had saw that another hiding spot was present, but was blocked off completely...try as he might he could not gain entry, after awhile he gave up...one day he thought...
Whenever Peter was around the back staircase he would hear a little girl humming a silly jingle...it didn't scare him so much, but it was unnerving all the same...
One place Peter refused to go near, was the old carriage house, the one time he did get close, he noticed a spot close to the carriage house, where nothing grew, it was a dirt spot maybe four ft by thee ft...strange very strange...
Every night, when in bed something would whisper in his ear...but the words were always unintelligible... It scared him...
Every night he would also see ghost girl about 20 years old, the ghost girl, seemed to be really sad, she would never speak to him, just look at him sadly....
Peter was not scared of the ghost girl, he felt a profound goodness surrounding her, one day he decided too name the ghost girl...he came up with a odd name, Kira...
One afternoon while Peter was home alone, he sensed a foulness in the air of the house...then something whispered too him in his ear, but this time the words were intelligible...
In a trance like state Peter headed for the carriage house, before walking out the back door, he retrieved a grill lighter from the kitchen...
Once outside he felt the something walking beside him, whispering in his ear, then he saw a boy, about his age standing in the dirt spot where nothing grew, he had a wretched smile on his face...Peter could see and hear these things, but he was not in control...
Then out of the blue, He heard his name being called, very forcefully, somehow this happening snapped, him back to reality, then he felt two arms grab him, and gently throw him several feet away...after landing, he looked and saw Kira standing several feet in front of him...
Then he saw two dozen figures moving to his spot...he soon realized he was trapped in the corner, by the carriage house, and the tall iron fence...the only thing standing between him, and two dozen ghouls headed his way was Kira...
Then Peter heard that girl humming, that silly jingle, above him...he looked and saw young girl, about 8 years old, crouching on top of the fence, the girl had a fierce look of determination on her face, the girl slowly looked his way, and winked at him...
"We Will Return Too 611 East Chestnut One Day"
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