Knock, knock! Someone is at your door! You ready for tonight’s creeptastic tale? Go read The Stranger by Jamie Lee Scott!
The house was supposed to be finished by August, yet there I was, in September, sitting on the floor in what would eventually be our dining room, using a crowbar and hammer to pull up six layers of flooring, and remove nails. My husband, Chet, and I had spent months pounding away at the plaster and latticework on the old walls, gutting the house down to the studs, so we could remove the outdated, and dangerous wiring. The electrician had finally installed new wiring, and we had electricity and lights, so I could work after dark.