After years of renting, I was excited to buy my dream home. The house seemed perfect—an affordable, charming colonial on a quiet street. “A home like this at this price? Practically unheard of,” said Susan, the real estate agent, but something felt off. The basement door was locked, and Susan was evasive about it. “I misplaced the key,” she said, her voice wavering.

Unease Sets In

That night, as I unpacked, I noticed a strange neighbor—a woman with a disapproving look who didn’t say a word to me. Later, as I settled into bed, I heard a child’s eerie giggle. It echoed through the house, leading me to the basement. “Who’s there?” I called out, but the silence made me uneasy. Fearing something supernatural, I called 911. The officer who arrived seemed skeptical but checked the basement, finding nothing but dust. “You’re not the first… Last few owners said the same thing,” he remarked.

A Sinister History

The next day, I received a call from the previous owner, Margaret, who warned me: “There’s a history with that house. Some say it’s haunted.” She offered to buy the house back but I refused, determined to stay. That night, the giggles returned, this time accompanied by a strange mist coming from the basement. I called 911 again, and when the officer arrived, Margaret was with him. She had a guilty look on her face.

The Truth Revealed

I had set up a camera and discovered the truth: Margaret was staging the “haunting.” She was using a speaker and a fog machine to scare off buyers. The officer arrested her, and I finally felt that the house was truly mine. I had fought for it, and I won.