1974-1975

in this instance, i have no real memory of the events because i was a toddler, but i still clearly remember the layout of the house and the location of the following incident(s) in the house.

my mother found me, several times, sitting on the 3rd stair from the bottom of the staircase that lead to the second floor of our house. i would be sitting there, looking up at the stairs directly above me. she said i looked like i was listening to someone talking to me, and that occasionally i would reply.

if this were the only odd thing to happen in that house (refered to as the Big House), it could be chalked up too a child’s imagination. but my mother, father and i all had other experiences in the Big House that shed a different light on things. i will elaborate those stories in other submissions.

Submitted by Christopher B, Liminal Cartographer