Little Elf In The Attic

Date: 7/15/2016

Well it starts off with me, my husband and kids pulling up to this gorgeous two story home we just purchased, but there is a weird feeling about the home and neighborhood. I get dropped off so my husband and kids can go get the rest of our belongings. I enter the home, and it is dusty and a little filthy so I go upstairs to start cleaning. I just feel creeped out alone in this house. While I'm upstairs, I hear a loud commotion outside in the front. I can see the front yard from my bedroom and there is a guy on his porch yelling and cussing at police officers. They get really pissed and shoot him with bean bags. They drag him to one of the squad cars and tell me to go inside. (I'm still looking out the window.) I call my husband upset and tell him to come get me and I don't think this is a safe place. He tells me to pack an overnight bag and he will be on his way. As I'm packing, I feel like someone is watching me. I am about to go downstairs when this little man looking elf thing jumps out of the attic dressed in 18th century slave clothing and a turban with sharp baby teeth. It's laughing and running around my legs. I am scared shitless! My first instinct was to kick a field goal with its ass but instead I point and blurt out, "Oh Oh Oh Oh Ohhhhhh. Oh Oh Oh Oh Ohhh!" It seemed to work and this creature stumbles into the bathroom. I suddenly wake up to my husband asking me if I am ok. He said I was saying Oohh Oohh in my sleep at the top of my lungs. Wtf?? 😂