I bought the place sight unseen: two bedrooms, one bath, no neighbors. I bought it for the quiet–a place to be alone.
First it was the radio: an old Glenn Miller tune.
Then it was footsteps overhead, a rhythmic step and slide.
I crept upstairs. A shadow crossed the sliver of light underneath the bedroom door.
But when I opened it, nothing was there.
Christine Hanolsy 
I loved the detail you put into your descriptions, especially the image of a step and slide, like he walked with a limp. Suitably creepy!
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The tune on the radio makes this even spookier!
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You did a nice job setting the mood and creating tension. My favorite line “a shadow crossed the sliver of light”
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Wrong. The memory of my mom was there.
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