My house is an interesting place. We have 2 dogs and 3 cats, always a lot of people and Mary. Mary is our house’s name. Yes our house is alive.
It all started one evening when two friends and I read about a ghost ritual ceremony. Of course we wanted to do it. We went up to my attic and set up a spherical circle, and started chanting. After a while the attic started vibrating, and all i could see was white. Then it all stopped. We were all disappointed. We left the attic and all my friends thought it was a bust but i thought differently . A few years later i was at home alone and my friend came wanting to do another ceremony. I guess the house thought we wanted to take its spirit away because it started shaking. We ran into the street thinking there was an earthquake, but only my house was shaking. We told my mom and she called a spirit man. He came in and after a while he said that our house was alive. So there it goes, I live in an alive house.
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