The old house stood at the edge of town. Large Elm trees and dust covered ragged bushes guarded it from total view until all that one could see were bits of a dwelling from within their depths.
The inside was filled with moving shadows caused by the many outside trees and though it appeared haunted it didn’t seem all that alien or sinister to me the first time I was there. That was in the late summer of '61 right after my brother and his family moved into the old house. I took a partial tour of the place that day along with other family members. It wasn't until some time later that I realize the shadows were from more than just the surrounding trees.

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