Woman Buys Old House for Suspiciously Low Price Then Notices Neighbors Fearing Her — Story of the Day

Keisha’s fresh start in a new town turns into horror when she finds out her home is haunted. The single mother doesn’t believe in ghosts but can’t deny what she sees when night falls.

Keisha still couldn’t believe her good luck. She stared up at the gorgeous gingerbread trim decorating her newly-acquired house’s wraparound porch and steep gables. It was a bit of a fixer-upper, filled with junk from previous occupants, but it was sound, and it was all hers.

As Keisha turned back to check on the movers, she noticed her neighbors watching over the low hedge bordering the property.

“Good morning!” Keisha smiled as she waved at the young couple, but her plan to befriend the neighbors died quickly as the pair hastily climbed into their car and sped away without glancing back at her.

“Guess the people around here aren’t too friendly,” Keisha sighed.

Later strange looks and whispering intensified when Keisha and her kids entered the local coffee shop. It was starting to make Keisha uneasy. She glanced at the people sitting at the tables, but everyone looked away when she tried to meet their gaze.

Instead, Keisha studied the historical pictures of local landmarks decorating the walls. When she glanced over at the table where Carter and Ava were waiting, they pulled funny faces at her, making her smile.

“Hi there!” The barista greeted Keisha with a warm smile. “You must be the new folks in town. I’m Sam. Nice to meet you.”

“So there are some friendly people in this town.” Keisha returned the man’s smile as she ordered funnel cakes for her and the kids. “I was beginning to think everyone here hated newcomers or something.”

“It’s not like that at all.” Sam’s face turned serious, and he glanced around before leaning over the counter. “You live in that old, blue Victorian house on Park, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” Keisha replied. “What about it?”

“That house is haunted,” Sam whispered.

“Haunted?” Keisha almost laughed, but the barista nodded solemnly.

“Not just any old haunted either. Old man Jefferson who used to own that place, was a psychic medium. He used to hold all these seances, and it’s said that he opened a spiritual nexus in that house. Nobody has been able to stay in that house since he died,” Sam continued.

“Seriously?” she asked in disbelief.

“It’s cursed. Jefferson’s granddaughter had...