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We used to think we had one in our house when I was young. I don't know. What I do know is strange shit was always happening and things were always disappearing and reappearing in the oddest places. Especially the menorah.
For all I know, it was my dad messing around.
But I can tell you this.
Picture, if you will, a very old house, with a spooky attic and a spooky basement, out in the middle of nowhere, the sort of place where there are no lights to detract from your ability to see the stars at night. No neighbors within direct sight.
Picture a kid, oh say 13 or 14, home alone at night.
Now imagine the kid is sound asleep and is suddenly jerked awake by a screaming sound.
Ever heard a mountain lion roar or howl or whatever it is they do? Sounds just like a woman.
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