<p>In this episode, you meet my only friend I made while living in the house, Bridget. Things escalate once I return home from school and I&#39;m lured into a room filled with terror. </p>

Sitting on a picturesque hillside in Paintsville, Ky was a house that many would find charming with its wide, wooden porch complete with those dreamy white columns you envision when someone mentions a southern homestead. The orchards creeping up the hillside brings with it the scent of sugary blossoms in the spring and cozy, delicious smell of apples and pears in the fall. While it is no mansion, the house appears regal in it’s station on top of the hill, and looking down into the valley of homes that continued up the holler. For many, it is the American dream to own a home like this one, w