Fact Or Fiction: Another Story Time Out Of Lynchburg, Virginia – Chapter 3

 

 

A music teacher, who was a lover of huge, older houses decided to buy one. She went on the hunt for the perfect big, old house and she finally set her sights on what she thought would be her dream home. However, this particular house had a horrifying history; each of the previous owners of the house had died by violent means. The music teacher was told the history of this house and she simply scoffed at what she thought was just an ‘old wive’s tale’ because after all, she would be living in the house all alone and so who could kill her if she lived alone? So she purchased the house and moved in and at first, there were no strange occurrences. But then she started hearing what sounded like a piano playing. She would run into the room where her piano stood, only to find that the keys were not moving. Nothing was touched. Still, she heard the noise.

When she would get ready to go to bed at night, she would hear the sound of what seemed to be someone moving around in the house. She searched high and low for an intruder, but she could find nothing and no one. She told her students in music class that she was really letting her imagination go into overdrive since apparently, her subconscious mind was still fixated on the house possibly being haunted by the ghosts of owners past.

As time went on, she learned to live with the what she considered, the little eccentricities of the house. She figured it was harmless at worst and an over active imagination at best. She continued to tell her students of each incident that would occur in the house and they all had a good laugh. But that laugh would soon come to an abrupt end.

One day, the music teacher failed to turn up at work and everyone just assumed that she had decided to take the day off and did not bother to call in. But when another day passed and there was no word from her, people began to worry and the school called her home, but there was no answer. The police were called to check on her as three days had gone by with no word from the teacher. The police arrived at the music teacher’s home and went inside. They found the music teacher stabbed to death. It was stated that the crime scene was one of the most gruesome the police had ever seen and the crime was blamed on her niece who was insane. Now, throughout all this time, the music teacher had never made mention of a niece. She had never said that a niece had been to her house or that she had a crazy or insane niece. Now, why was the “niece” arrested for the crime? Because she was found wandering around Lynchburg, looking lost and confused. Was she blood stained or carrying a knife? No one knows because it was all hushed up.

But to this day, everyone wonders, was there something about that house that claimed another victim? Was there something to the story that all owners of that house died, violently? Was this “niece” just a scapegoat for a crime that seems impossible to explain? Was there a coverup by the authorities as to what condition the “niece” was found in? Was there really a “niece” at all since the music teacher lived all alone and never spoke of any relatives? So many questions that at this point, will never be answered.

And so I ask you, is this “fact or fiction? You decide.

 

Stay tuned for more upcoming “Fact or Fiction” stories out of Lynchburg, Virginia.

6 thoughts on “Fact Or Fiction: Another Story Time Out Of Lynchburg, Virginia – Chapter 3

    1. Wow Leslie, Thank you. I have another short story I just wrote yesterday and I’m hesitant to post it because it is going also be featured in my book. But I think I’ll post it as a teaser as to what types of stories will be found in my book. Stay tuned, I’ll post it today. And thank you for the wonderful compliment. I sincerely appreciate it.

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