I never liked going to my aunt Paola’s house. Honestly, I never liked her either. She’s a creepy bible-thumping Jesus fanatic and she’d always circle over me like a vulture. But none of that creeped me out like her house did. It was old, run-down...

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V52EBbDvVDc[/embedyt] Ding! I jolted awake. My phone lit up on the nightstand. It showed one new notification: Motion detected at your doorstep. 3:17 AM. My heart pounded as my fingers slipped across the screen. I clicked on the security camera video feed. A man stood on my doorstep. He stayed...

I grew up in a tiny town in Vermont. Tiny in terms of population, not sizeβ€”there were huge sprawling farms and wooded areas, but almost no people. More cows than people, which is standard for a lot of small towns in Vermont. So, clearly, not...