There was once a beautiful two-story house built in the early 1900s. Five known families were living there before it became vacant.  It was best known as the best party for any type of holiday or get-together till it wasn't. One night can change drastically because of a party that turned into a horror movie. This house was a perfect, comfy home for everyone in the neighborhood, especially for this family of 5, the Bakers. 

This happy family moved in the 1930s after the dad got a new job in Salem. They were a perfect family in the most excellent neighborhood; this is a dream for anyone. They have three beautiful children: 2 boys, Ravi and Daniel, and one girl named Andie. Ravi and Andie are twins, age 6, while Daniel is only a month old. 

Everyone knew and loved the Bakers and always bragged about their great parties. Everyone thought they were the perfect little family like everyone wished they could be. They seemed like they could have been better. They were dealing with problems that no one knew about. One Christmas party in 1935 changed everything, and the truth finally revealed itself. That house changed everything forever till the 1960s. 

The Bakers planned a Christmas party that would be their most significant in the past seven years. It took two weeks to plan and cost a large amount of money. The party was terrific; everyone walked in, and it looked like Wonderland. It was dark but glowing. It has blue and white lights, and the house was a perfect shape to do a winter theme. It was magical as you saw the kids play. It brought a smile to the parent's face as they saw their children in a magical place. The party started at 7:30 pm, and almost the whole neighborhood had shown up. It was a fantastic party; everyone was having a good time laughing, drinking, and having a blast. At midnight, the mother snapped. 

She could tell something was going to happen all night and couldn't take it anymore. Ms. Baker grabbed a knife and slit the throat of her husband in the middle of the living room. Ms Baker had seen everyone just stare at her in disbelief. In a flash, everyone downstairs was dead. She entered her closet on the back door and pulled out a shotgun. She walked upstairs to the kid's bedroom and shot all three. She became more frantic about what she had done and went downstairs and wrote a letter. One of the neighbors who had left early heard three shots from the house and immediately called the police. As the police walked in, all they saw were red. It was a whole massacre. They looked for the mom everywhere and found her in the backyard with a letter in her hand. 

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The letter had written, “ My family wasn't safe alive. The voices threaten them almost every day. The voices kept saying they were going to hurt them until they couldn't take it anymore. I had no clue what to do, so I tried to ignore it as long as possible, but then this woman popped up. She wore this beautiful long black dress with long black hair. She would float around the house like wind blowing through your hair, which made her glow. Every time I saw her, she was near my family, getting closer and closer every day. I had started getting these memories of killing children, but I would get caught, and then as soon as they were going to execute me, I woke up. I don't know where these are coming from, but they couldn't be minded. They had a dark feeling in them as I was living through it. I could feel this woman's hatred all around me. I could feel all the hate in that area. Every time I would get them, the hatred would get worse and would grow as if it were taken from me. On the night of the party, I stayed up. I was too scared of falling asleep; the woman watched me, swaying like she was waiting for something. I shut my eyes for a second, and she had disappeared. I went downstairs to calm myself down, but when I returned, she was in my children's bedroom, watching and touching them. I watched in fear as she did these things. I couldn't move. All I know is that I woke up the next day in bed and couldn't remember anything that happened that night. I knew we weren't safe alive or anywhere near her, but after a while, I saw her at the store following them. I knew we couldn't move, so I made up an accidental plan to harm all of us. I left the gas stove on overnight and passed from Carbon monoxide poison or the house burned down, but then I couldn't breathe anymore. I was terrified of being anywhere with them. I knew this needed to end now. I went to kill my husband, but everything went wrong. I lost control. It was like my body was getting power, and I killed him right in front of everyone. And it happened in a flash, and when it was done, I knew it was over. I was glad but also scared of what might happen, but I knew with my family, anything was perfect”. 

People did a lot of research on the house to see what was happening inside the home, but no evidence was found.  After all these incidents, they finally took their place off the market and kept the peace. Eighteen years later, four teens decided to do a project on it, and the peace disappeared.  It would be the worst nightmare these teens will experience.