My Haunted House

A scary story just in time for Halloween. My house might be haunted.

I was sitting in my favorite chair in the living room watching TV. Out of the corner of my eye I see a long, fuzzy shape that is sort of swaying a bit. I looked over to the entrance hall where the shape was and it disappears. A few minutes later I see the form again, fuzzy, long line kinda moving a bit. I look over again and once more it disappears.

So now I'm thinking that maybe I have a ghost in the house. Maybe some poor soul died in the house and has been looking for a way out but the door is closed. I have an active imagination when it comes to my own fears.

Next I'm standing in my kitchen. There's a door that leads into the entrance hall and what do I see out of the corner of my eye? A long, fuzzy shape that is swaying just a bit. My ghost is back. I try to steal a closer look but as I turn my head - it disappears. Just as I resume cooking - the fuzzy shape appears again in the corner of my vision. I try to study it for a bit without looking directly at it. It stays for a bit longer - I start to make out more of the shape when it suddenly disappears.

Back to the living room now on a different day - and the shape appears again. It's stalking me now. Toying with me, waiting to make its move on my soul. I look over at it and it quickly moves away and disappears. My wife comes home and I tell her about our haunting. As I describe the apparition - I discover my ghost is no more than an overgrown eyebrow hair.

Instead of an exorcism - I just needed a plucking.