Gemotions

"He…wasn't a very nice man, from what I hear," the delivery guy said, casually dropping a package on the porch. He was referring to the previous owner, and the fact that his predecessor had died in this home. The new homeowner, Amelia, had been so focused on the new furniture she’d ordered.

Amelia had imagined her new house as a place of peace. She pictured herself curled up on the couch, reading, relaxing. Now, the very thought filled her with a strange, unsettling unease. The package landed on the porch.

She slammed the door shut, ignoring the delivery man. She walked over to the kitchen, and grabbed a cleaning spray. Her jaw was set, and her eyes burned. Amelia would not let this house become a place of darkness. She wouldn't let this history taint her happiness.