The Haunting Encounter Next Door

When I was in high school, I had a really good friend who lived next door to a house

that was always up for sale. People would move out in the middle of the night without

a word, and it hadn't had the same owner for more than six months straight for a couple

of years. One night we were really bored and he suggested we go explore the house

next door since it had sat empty for a while. We go around back and there's a dog

door that he can crawl through, and he unlocks the door and lets me in.

The house itself is really unremarkable. It looked like it was built in maybe the 1950s and was

a craftsman style house in an older, nicer part of town (my friend's house was similarly built).