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This house sits on an old road, near the Mississippi River in When you first walk into the house, you’re in the kitchen. There is the old gas stove with four burners and small oven on the oven door is the handles made from glass porcelain, and the legs of the stove are made of cast iron looks be small claw feet. To the right of the stove was pop belly refrigerator. In front of the window there is an old butcher block table, the sides fold down and there are four solid wooden high back chairs, all the cupboards are made of tin, with little stencils’ of fruit on them. There is wallpaper on the walls and old café curtains in the windows. The sink was that of wooden frame with porcelain sink wells and a hand pump for the water that flows in the sink. There is a door way from the kitchen leading into the family room, the first thing you see when you walk in there is the fire place, made of rocks and there is a mantle made of a slab of polished stone and in the fire place there is still a piece of log all charcoaled . The poker still lay along side of it. Looking around I see a sofa tattered and worn, made of wool fabric with flower print square in shape and low to the floor a old wooden coffee table rectangles shape looks to be made of oak and small etching in the legs, and the chair matches the sofa. Then beneath my feet is a hand braided rug there are end tables at each end of the sofa, with lamps still sitting on them. Off to my right is the stairway, to the bedrooms and restroom , as I walk up the stairs my heat beats a little faster with excitement of what lay’s at the top of the stairs , now that I reached the top I see down the hall there are four bedrooms , as I look in each bedrooms the first bedroom I enter was the master bedroom from what I can tell, the head board is made of rod iron with three quarter mattress as at that time was a full size bed, there was two dresser in there one on each side of the bed. The next bedroom looks to be a little girl’s room, everything done in ruffles and pale pink, as I walk to the next room I pass the bathroom I peek in the door and see a big claw foot bathtub not seeing any faucets I think they carry the water and heat it up for a bath, the sink is the same way, it has one of those medicine cabinets that are just mounted on the wall. The next door I open looks to be a young boy’s bedroom, and the last bedroom looks to be a young ladies room all flowery. As I started back down the stairs I was wondering to my self, why did this family just up and leave everything they owned in this house , then I hear something and I know I was the only one in here, I stood steel for a moment hoping to hear that same noise , I then ask anyone here with me. After asking that, more noise happened, the door slammed to the master bedroom, ask can you tell me your name, it was silent for a second then I heard William , so I asked him did you live here, he said yes. I asked what happen to you, he responded we had car wreck, we were heading to church and a truck hit us, we all died. Thinking to myself, that’s why everything was still in the house as if someone just left the house for the day. I then asked when did you die he replied august of 1930. I then ask you mind that I’m here in your house, he said no, after commutating with me he asked if I could help him I told him I could try what is it you need . Help me find my family; I heard sadness in his voice, my wife and my two daughters and my son. I answered him saying I will try, I did ask him if he wanted me to help him to light, he said not until I find my family, I told him I need your last name and there names to help you. Writing all this information down on my note book I brought with me, he told me there names. I told him I will see what I can find and come back here to help you, he thanked me. Three weeks later I returned to the house, it took a few minutes for William to respond to me, I told him your wife Sarah and your two daughters sally and Margret and your son Fredrick are at peace in the The people on the porch and in the windows have either gone or moved, but I'm used to that... they're just going about their business. They'll be back. There is an energy gate, however third picture and I can see a tiny bit of it in the fourth picture. My gut says you are attracted to this house because it resonates at the same frequency as you do. We all have our own frequencies because of our brain waves and body electricity and different places that vibrate at the same frequency often make us feel totally at ease. We're not trying to fight energy that's no on our frequency.. I'll keep looking at the pictures and see who pops up...
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