The way to the truth
Sometimes, we hope that what we predict will not happen. It was my mindset in that moment. I hoped that nothing was happening in that building. I was confused but not afraid. Indeed, I did not know how and why but after waking up , I was no longer scared of that house. The details about the rooms and the furniture were helping me to get rid of my fear.
After fifteen minutes of walk, I reached my destination. The house looked normal: no trace of hands and no strange noise. I opened the gate and walked straight to the main door. I rang the bell. I was waiting and quite tensed. Nobody opened the door.
After five minutes, a man from the next house came and asked me why I was here. I told him that I needed to see the people who lived in that house. He smiled and told me that nobody had lived there for nearly ten years. He explained that a family lived here but that they moved because of personal issues. I was shocked and told him that I saw somebody's hands yesterday on the window of the house. He laughed and insisted that this house was closed for a long time. Then, he advised me not to watch too much horror films and to take some rest.
I asked if he knew where is the family which lived here before. He gave me the phone number and the name of a person. I needed to know why they moved out from that house. It could be any reason but I was convinced that it could be linked to my dream. It can seem to be silly but at that time, my curiosity was guiding me. One side of me was thinking that there is no need to give so much importance to this nightmare. Another side of me told me that something happened in this house and that I needed to know the whole story.
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