Maria's House of Doom

Maria lived in an old two story house with her hubby Roy. Maria was such a nice sweet lady, where as her hubby was a mean evil person. Roy didn't care who he made angry, or who he hurt. He was pure evil, if he made someone hurt he was happy. Maria was a very religious person. She was a Catholic. She prayed every day, said the rosary and read in her Bible. She had to keep these things hidden from Roy, or he would destroy them she told me. He said she could go to Church, but she would have to walk the five miles there. He was not driving her there. You would often see her walking to Church in the snow, rain in the real hot days. She never would take a ride from anyone, he dared her to get a ride, she knew what would happen to her. I stopped and asked if she like a ride to Church. She told me no, that he might be watching her. She was frighten of this man, you could certainly see that.

Maria's house of doom, is what it was. The shades pulled down all the time, the house was always cold. And odd feeling I got, every time I went into that house. It felt like the air was being sucked out of me. I visit her and asked to go to the porch, and we could sit there and talk.

Mom often told me she thought the reason the house was that way dark and gloomy, was that Roy would beat her up and he didn't want his neighbors to know about it. As Maria often came to her home with bruises on her face and arms.

Maria got real sick. Roy wouldn't let her go to the doctor. She called and asked if I like to come and clean her house up? I told her sure. Will Roy be home? She told me no. I said okay see you soon.

I got to the house. Maria was so sick. She needed the doctor. But she insisted she had to do, what Roy told her to do. That was no doctor she would see. I made her some chicken noodle soup, helped her to eat it. She couldn't barely hold a spoon in her hand.

She told me that Roy, was going to kill her soon. I said "What?" "He tried to kill me last night, he put my pillow over my head while I was sleeping". I said then leave Maria. No I can't she said. She told me when I clean her bedroom, not to go into the closet. I said why not?. She never answered. So when I cleaned her tiny bedroom, I looked at the closet, but didn't touch it as she asked me not to.

I cleaned his bedroom, I felt evil in every corner of that room, and got myself out of there fast. The bathroom had an evil presence to it as well. In that room I got sick, felt like I was going to vomit.

A day later I was at my Moms house. In came Maria she told me I could have these. She gave me her wedding rings. I felt a coldness run through my body. Why Maria? "Roy is trying to kill me, and I wanted you to have these". After she said that, and looking at my hand with the rings, I didn't hear anything else she said to my Mom.

While making dinner for Maria and Roy the next day, when Roy took the trash out, Maria said to me. "When he kills me, I will let you know". My blood ran cold in my body. I wanted to run and get out of there. After dinner Maria had to go to the bathroom, she couldn't hardly walk she was so weak. I helped her up the stairs, I said "Maria you need a bedside toilet on wheels". "No Roy won't get that for me". When Maria was sick and being suffocated by her hubby at night time. She was like in her 80s. She needed a potty next to her.

Mom called me while I was getting ready for work, the next day. She told me that Maria was dead. I dropped the phone and her words, came back to me "When Roy kills me, I will let you know". I was in a daze she was really dead now. She knew she was going to die, and by the hands of her hubby.

Roy called, wanted me to come and clean the house up. People were coming out of state, for her funeral. He was not in mourning at all. He was happy and cheerful, with and evil grin on his face. His eyes seemed to look right through me when he looked at me. I felt unwanted in this house. I wanted to leave, but I needed the money. I did a hurry job, cleaning the house up. Her bedroom I went in to change the sheets and the bed was nice and warm like she just got out of it. And yet it had been about 12 hours, she had been dead. The closet I went to it, but every time I went to reach for the knob, a unseen force, pushed my hand away.

After Maria's funeral, and people all left Roy's house. I came over to re-clean up the house. When I went up the stairs, no matter how much I tried to get past the last step, I just couldn't. A invisible force wouldn't let me by, like an invisible window. I left and told Bill I be back later.

My hubby and I went to Maria's house. We were going into the cellar, to get canning jars, as I needed some. Roy told me he go into the fruit cellar, as she had lots of canning jars in there. All of a sudden he comes running out of there, nearly knocking me down. He is screaming that Maria is in the fruit cellar. He has me spooked now. My hubby takes the jars up and leaves, me in the cellar by myself.

I came up the stairs, wobbly legged. Roy refuses to go back down to the cellar again. I went down again with my hubby, to get more jars and when my hubby takes some up, and I am down there in the cellar alone. I felt that Maria was standing by me, but I didn't see her. On our third trip in the cellar for jars, my hubby said to me "Did you hear that?" Yes I did, it was foot steps on the stairs, but we didn't see anyone at all. They came down to the last step, onto the floor and then they just stopped. My hubby jumps up on the third step and he is gone. I am there and I hear Maria say "Roy killed me". I went up those steps and refused to go down, there ever again.

Roy was by the ice box, a butcher knife was up on the top of the ice box, with the blade towards the wall. I seen it turn around, and when Roy went to open the ice box, it came down on his hand. Cut it wide open. "Help me, Help me". I just stood there looking at him bleeding. When my senses came to me, I ran out of the house and never went back. Left him there, I didn't care if he lived or died.

My friend Amy who lived behind this house called me one night to come over. I did and we watched a shadow walk back and forth, by the window that was in Roy's bedroom. Then we seen flames. The house was on fire. We watched the house of evil burn. We didn't bother to call the fire department. We wanted that evil house to burn down. Other neighbors seen it on fire and didn't call the fire department either. When it got to nearly nothing left of the house, we called the fire department. It was nearly to the ground when they got there.

My friend Amy and I went to the burnt down house, the next day. We could see into the old cellar. I stooped down to look, into the hole in the ground. Smiling up from that hole was the face of Maria. She smiled, looked happy and then she was gone.

Shortly after this Roy got throat cancer, he lived in horror for three months. He died and as far as I was concerned, he didn't suffer enough.

The house had three tunnels in it. One in Maria's closet to the cellar, the cellar to the garage, and the cellar to the main floor, near the steps to go upstairs. She had two daughters. They told us their mom was forced to marry Roy, as she cheated on their dad with him. They couldn't go to their Moms house, as she said it wasn't safe.

Their Mom had been beaten with chains, whips, and used as a punching bag many times. She took all this, as she felt she deserved it, for what she did to her first hubby, and losing her children to him. Roy would often tie up Maria and starved her, for many days. When she got sick, he told her she couldn't go to the doctor, or if she did, behind his back, she knew what would happen to her.

I never sensed Maria after I seen her face that day, in the old cellar of the burnt down house. I felt that she found peace, a peace she couldn't have in the living form of being alive, but that she finally found it in death. I am sure that Maria is in Heaven, as she lived in hell, here on earth.