UPDATE ON HAUNTED HOUSE: A few months back my family & I went for a walk on old Elm ST. We walked by the old house, it was & still is empty, both the top & the bottom flats. Before I even told my 7 yr old son the history of the house & my past experience w/it, he looked at the house, stepped away from the front lawn & without taking his eyes off of the upper flat's window he asked, "Mama, is this house haunted?". I answered "Yes baby, it is." His reply, "I know.".

We proceeded to walk around the block, then we returned back to the front of the old house where the car was parked. Spencer kept asking if he could walk up to the front window & look inside, I said no, but he persisted. To satisfy him I walked up to the front door & peered inside the house. I saw nothing unusual, although I remember thinking to myself that I wished this house represented something positive, instead of death & suffering. I went back to the car to get in & report my findings to Spencer. As I opened the door, just before I bent my knees to get into the car, I looked up at the huge Elm tree directly above our car & what I saw I will remember for the rest of my life...my first look at a real fairy! As I stood in the doorway of the car, I watched a flesh colored fairy fly from one branch to another on the big Elm. When she landed I clearly saw a set of humanoid legs w/very dainty feet, & knees located just a bit lower on her legs than our knees are on our legs. I saw a gossamer type of cloth cut unevenly that covered the upper half of her body. As she flew from one branch to the other, I could literally hear the flutter of her very large wings. They did not sound in any way like the wing flutter of a bug,it was not as fast a bugs wings move & there was no buzzing sound from the wings. I could hear singular wing flaps, slower like a bird's wings speed as it's slowing down to land, only this was no bird!

I tried pointing it out to Karl & Spencer, but they couldn't pinpoint the spot I was pointing out. Unfortunately, they were never able to see her in the mix of all the leaves. However, every time I looked up, I saw her clear as day. As the boys became anxious to get home, I had to rip myself away from the curb & force myself into the car. I did not want to leave. I knew the moment I rode away from that curb, that this fairy would become something I 'had' experienced, instead of something I 'was' experiencing in the moment. As I looked up one last time to try to study every detail of her & burn it into my brain, she gave one single flutter of her wings as if to wave goodbye. I winked & said thank you, then I got into the car.

Something positive to represent this old house/street...I recieved a direct response to that thought, & within minutes the feeling of that street changed for me.

I've returned to that street since that day, I've never seen the fairy again. But now when I walk down that street, I think of my little fairy, instead of the unfortunate happenings of my old haunted house on Elm street. Just wanted to share that amazing experience here.