Resumo de The Strange Presence

THE STRANGE PRESENCEA strange smell lingered throughout the house? The ceilings were too high to reach. The oak floor creaked randomly? footsteps could be heard on the stairs and a cold feeling swept through the room. Sitting on the sofa, watching a documentary on TV, I noticed a glimmer on the stairs, the shadow of a little girl, beautifully dressed, with golden hair. I saw her as if she was real, in a shimmering golden dress and black boots laced to her ankles. Pretty ringlets tumbled across her shoulders. I felt like I was dreaming, even though I was wide awake. I felt a strange presence as if from beyond. I didn?t understand what was happening in this house. Was it something supernatural? I tried to understand, or maybe I?d already understood. I often thought that it was just a figment of my imagination. On a day like no other, on that floor of the house, I was busy tidying up. I turned my head as quickly as possible so I could sense the noise, and saw a shadow move so quickly along the hall with a sound never before heard. I stood silently, as if paralysed, looking at that same spot, that strange presence? I couldn?t explain it. What was happening to me? The house clearly had a history. And which history? The history of the little girl with the golden hair. The house seemed calm, however? the disturbances kept coming; who wanted me to understand? Or was it just a coincidence? Or reality? Days passed and everything seemed to calm down, when suddenly? lying quietly on the sofa reading, I felt the cushion next to me sink as if someone had just sat down. My eyes were glued to the spot, but it would be difficult to explain. A feeling of panic gripped me ? there was obviously a message that I should have understood. But what? I was starting to realise that there really was something else after death, but how, and why me? I had never felt this before, and I needed time to work out was happening to me. The little girl with the golden hair was five or six years old and she looked like a little doll. What did she want to tell me and make me understand? Such strange times, but so present and so strong in the house. As the weeks passed by, I didn?t want to think about them any longer, these strange times that I felt. The silence and the atmosphere in the rooms made me think that I?d already lived them before. When I saw my little dog jump up from his cushion, barking incessantly, everything felt normal, and when I looked all was calm. To reassure myself, I opened the door to see if anyone was there. There was nobody there, but my dog persisted and ran towards the stairs, barking frantically and staring towards the staircase. Had he seen somebody? Or had he just felt their presence? So many unanswered questions, but there was without a shadow of a doubt something strange in this place to make my little dog stay on all fours barking non-stop, and it wasn?t his imagination? So what should I do? Let this strange presence wander to the rhythm of its footsteps, its soul had roamed this place for perhaps many years? And it would be there for ever? The little girl with the golden hair in the house for all eternity.

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