Vacation House

My story is short but it seemed to last forever in the real event. My family went on a vacation for the summer in the middle of everywhere. My story takes place on the outside of Greenville SC up in the high mountains. The second night of our vacation I awoke very suddenly to the chiming of a clock I could find nowhere in the house. I stepped out of my room and into the hallway between my sisters and my room. I heard noises coming from downstairs and I thought that maybe my cat wanted to be fed.....boy was I surprised. The door to the cellar was shaking madly to where I was afraid it would fall off of the hinges. Suddenly the shaking stopped. I quickly came out of this terrifying trance and raced madly into my room and hid under the covers. This happened to me again 6 times over the course of two weeks. Then one night I decided to go into the cellar this time to prove to myself that I had to be dreaming. As I opened the door it came off of its hinges...I remember shrieking...the next thing I knew this music seemed to be coming at me from every corner in the room. I walked the rest of the way into the cellar as if in a trance. I can remember seeing this light and this strange looking woman who seemed to be crying. I sat on the bottom stair and just looked at her for the longest time. I remember laughter and then the woman disappeared I was once again racing up to my room. I planned to stay up that night and wait to see what was going to happen, but nothing ever did, not even until the last day of our trip. Until this day I still wonder what I saw.

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